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Have you seen this picture?

Yes.

My sister showed it to me.

Our story was everywhere.

Uh...

The village canteen had become

the journalists' newsroom...

All the rooms in the area were rented by people

that we called among ourselves "the grasshoppers".

And what did they ask you about?

They wanted emotional testimony.

We were not able to think, to think,

to absorb all that.

(television): The victim is still to be
determined.

The population of the village

had doubled in two days,

then for a stranger of real use,

there were perhaps

three or four who were there

just because they were told to be there or...

or out of curiosity.

You know, when the most important business in the
life

of a municipality is the winter carnival

for the kids or the baseball tournament

camping tournament in the summer, let's say

everything was pretty much backwards.

Everyone had to do their part.

For example,

my sister hosted a specialist

who had been sent urgently by the ministry.

I lent him one of my offices at the clinic.

After the first few days,

what was the prevailing feeling among you and the
others?

Revolt?

Sadness.

How did the policeman tell you that?

His exact words, Maryse.

He said that Audrey wasn't coming to shoot anyone.

She was coming to kill me.

Then he knows that how? She's dead, Audrey.

A letter found in her car.

What about it? And what did it say?

Did you read it? Did he show it to you?

No, he didn't show it to me.

That's nonsense!

Let's see... Stop it!

You're stressing me out, not helping me.

They're fishing.

They're trying to destabilize us to see who will
confess what.

It will take months

before we get to the bottom of this.

That's if we ever find out.

Me, Audrey, I didn't do anything.

What am I doing now?

You're still stronger than the rest of them.

It's time.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

Get up, lazybones.

No...

Get up. Mmm?

I want to sleep. You do?

In this weather,

we don't have a choice.

Hey, get up.

Send, get up.

I made pancakes, OK?

Mom? What's up?

Who's going to take care of me?

Today, I thought you were going to the library.

No, I mean,

who's going to take care of me when you die?

I'm always going to be here.

A mother doesn't die.

But Simone's mom,

she died.

You, for asking me questions in the same way,

is because you do not want to go take your shower.

Could that be it?

Could it be?

Send, go ahead.

Hold on.

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.

One, two, three.

One...

two...

Ah...

Excuse me.

Go, walk faster, Simone.

Hey, it's not a race, right?

Who's this? Unknown number.

You don't talk to me.

You don't look at me.

Move to the other side of the street. Move to the
other side of the street!

OKAY. OKAY.

Here you go, sweetie.

Hello. Hi.

Hi.

We're not in Laval, but we still have coffee.

Thank you.

Good morning, Danahée.

Good morning, Mr. Antoine.

You can call me just Antoine, right?

Is that a name, "Just Antoine"?

Danahée, that's right,

I just dropped the utensils, it's okay.

Danahée?

Danahée, I just dropped the utensils.

Hey, it's okay,

it's just the utensils, honey.

It's not...

I wouldn't touch her... It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

Oh...

Hey, it's okay, it's okay. No, it's me, it's mom.

Come here, come on. No, it's okay.

I'll handle this.

Does she have a favorite thing that makes her feel
safe?

Yeah, the white bear in her room.

(whispering): Come here, Mommy's here.

It's okay, what...

Hey, it's okay,

I'm here, this...

Danahée...

This is Mommy.

We're safe here.

It's OK. No...

Just keep bringing her back with your voice.

No, but she's better now.

Do you want me to sing?

Yes?

You can't do that.

The consequences,

not just for us,

for all the other villages in the area.

You haven't thought this through.

I didn't come here to negotiate,

I came here to tell you first.

You keep this to yourself

until I talk to the employees.

Deep down, you're worse than she is, Roger.

You'll kill the whole village.

Be careful what you say.

Why don't we tell her?

What difference would it make?

He'll find out from someone else, Mom.

I will cross this bridge

when I get to the river.

Here.

Take your pain pills.

It's pills for the head that I need.

I swear, I can't get it out of my head,

it's like...

I know, Vanessa. No, you don't.

I know how it feels.

The sound of bullets whizzing by.

What it feels like inside a mother,

a bullet in her daughter's leg.

I know the fear, I was there too.

Now I don't know how to take it back with her.

Should I talk to him again?

Or should I not talk to her about it?

My daughter is usually like Velcro.

I can't even hold her.

You have to give her brain time

to process all this.

Right now, she needs to get back into her
routines.

You also have to remember to take care of
yourself.

Because if you break, she'll break with you.

Yes.

Yes, but for her, what do I do?

I'm sorry, actually, this is the first time

I've ever had to help a person with Down's
Syndrome in a situation like this.

I'll have to talk to one of my colleagues

to make sure I don't make her reactions worse.

Okay, well, talk to her soon.

I can't leave my daughter like this for long.

Yes.

So you knew this, but you didn't tell me?

You found Audrey's letter and then you didn't say:

"It seems to me that it would be fun

if Maryse found out about this before anyone
else"?

You're my girlfriend, but the job is the job.

Suzanne, what is written in the letter?

It's not my place to tell you that.

It's the whole village...

who thinks I'm sleeping with Eric...

Since when do you care what the village thinks?

Look, the whole point of an investigation,

is to lie to you long enough

to get you to tell the truth.

Mmm, especially when it looks like it's true.

What?

She posted this last night.

Who posted it?

Hello.

I have something important to tell you.

It's got to come out.

Two weeks ago, I caught Maryse and Eric

making out

in the church parking lot in Maryse's float.

What?

Anyway, if they were sleeping together,

it's no surprise.

She's lying!

That's bullshit.

I never kissed Eric.

Okay, why is she saying that, anyway?

I couldn't have kissed him in the parking lot

of the church two weeks ago,

my car is in my yard, you have my keys.

It was either that or a ticket

that was going to put you out of business.

Suzanne, that means it's not true.

Who is he? Do you know?

He is a lawyer from St-Sauveur,

he's going to sue the grocery store.

Stop changing the subject, it annoys me.

Yeah... after the journalists,

the lawyers.

Look, Maryse, let us do our job,

and then... just keep your head down.

If I run into Vanessa, it's not gonna be pretty.

Hey, don't say stuff like that.

It's girl talk, Vic, really.

Your sister's here.

Hello.

Hello. Have a nice day, Vic.

Have a nice day. Well, yes, good day.

Good.

Break over.

Suzanne.

What is written in the letter?

No, please... Maryse.

You won't tell Vanessa, you won't do anything to
her either,

and I'm telling you again so that it gets into
your cement head:

you will not do anything to her.

OKAY?

Dani.

You want me to turn up your oxygen?

Why didn't you tell me?

Vanessa

was shot.

You almost died.

Then you didn't tell me.

What good would it do to complain?

Osti...

I've only seen death up close once.

You, you live with it every day.

You know, I think I'll keep my pain to myself.

Dani...

Hey, dumb-ass bitch.

My aunt is in the hospital because of you people.

You're as crazy as your mother.

Leave me alone.

You feel like bawling, huh?

I'll give you something to holler about.

Hey!

She did nothing to you.

Stay out of this, Poulin, please.

She's a crazy bitch, okay?

Checke her...

You're a crazy esti.

Get off!

Are you okay?

Simone.

Send, answer.

Hello, this is the voice mail

of Eric Leclerc, leave a message.

Did you see this?

It doesn't make sense.

Something is going to happen somewhere else.

Okay.

You're coming with me to Montreal to talk

with the company lawyers.

No, I have to stay here with Danahée, I can't.

Leave her with your sister, I need you.

No.

I think I've been patient.

No.

Maryse...

No, I work for you, but you don't own me.

I can't.

I pulled you out of your bartending hole,

I think you owe me one.

Aren't you tired of pulling that one out for me?

Don't pull too hard,

Mr. Thomas, that rubber band's gonna snap in your
face.

Is that a threat?

No, it's a guarantee.

Hey, man.

Hey, man.

Go to him.

Hi, Danahée. Hello.

You good? Yeah, I'm fine.

Puff?

Hey...

No, thanks, man.

I'd like to, but no.

Yeah, here, take the dog instead.

Come on.

Are you okay?

I really wanted to say thank you.

There's no stress.

Hey, no! We don't want pictures!

Leave it, she won't make the news often either.

Danahée, come on, we'll go.

I owe you one, OK?

Do you want my picture?

Suzanne?

How are you?

Don't say anything, okay?

Is my daughter here?

Hello to you too.

She's telling lies about me,

and it's time for it to stop.

Vanessa's asleep and we're gonna let her sleep.

What are you talking about?

Look at this.

Hello, I have something important to tell you.

It has to come out.

Two weeks ago, I caught Maryse

and Eric making out

in the church parking lot in Maryse's float.

Ah.

Between you and my boss,

the days are pretty busy.

Sorry about that.

What's this about?

It's about the funeral.

The families have agreed.

As soon as we pick up the bodies,

we'll hold separate wakes,

but all the services will be held at the same
time.

OK.

Well, that's why I wanted to talk to you,

is we can't find anyone to contact

for Leonie Meilleur.

She has no family, she has no will,

no one to pay for the funeral expenses.

OK, then the government money?

For that you need a designated successor,

she has no will.

Well, can the municipality help?

Yeah, well, I thought about it.

I talked to the council, but they don't want to.

It would set a precedent.

I'll pay.

No, I'm not telling you that, you don't have to do
that.

She's going to leave with the others,

like the others.

My boss.

Would you like a job as a grocery store manager?

I'll pay for Leonie.

Do you have the money for that?

Am I not making myself clear?

I'll pay

the expenses.

How do you prepare that,

a funeral, for your one year old son?

I'm tired.

I'm tired of crying.

I'm tired of remembering.

And I'm tired of blaming myself.

For not knowing

how to protect him.

For not knowing what to do.

No parent thinks about outliving their child.

I'm not gonna lie to you, Evelyn, but...

it's going to be a long road.

Your night, I walked it too.

How are you feeling?

Hey, I still can't believe it.

This is my first international competition

international competition, and then I come in
fifth.

I'm so proud of you.

When I think that you came all this distance

just to see me cross a finish line.

You'll pay for my plane ticket.

I'm going to the bathroom, when I come back...

Let's get some champagne. Well, no.

Good.

Would anyone like to start?

Yes.

I'm tired of hearing about it.

Everywhere I go, it's all about this.

Maybe it's because we need to talk about it.

Have you ever thought about that?

Maybe you have, but not me.

What are you doing here in the first place?

Then complain to the people who think they're
stars.

I didn't do anything.

Come on, you're everywhere.

What's the difference?

Is it the presence of the media that bothers you?

Or what they say, what they write?

He is against progress, esti.

What are you saying?

You forgot what it is,

to be young in a backwater like this, man.

Let's talk about how we feel, please.

Yeah, we don't have to spank each other

because we're in pain.

Look who's talking.

You're spanking all over the internet.

Hey, you're lucky it was you

who pulled me out of the grocery store.

Otherwise, it would have been a long time...
Hello, gratitude.

Luc.

How are you feeling?

I don't know, man.

An overloaded pickup truck.

Then freehand,

how many of you feel like

you're always on the verge of exploding?

And what do you find hardest?

Having no one to vent to.

Because she's dead, the esti bitch.

Yeah...

Ah fuck.

Me, then my big mouth.

Well then, let her go.

You have to tell it like it is, don't you think?

How are these things?

What the fuck do you know about what we go
through?

You're here, what is it, your little job?

Is this theory for you?

Is it?

You're right.

I'm not the one living with your pain.

So why don't you tell me what it looks like?

I don't know what it looks like.

Ah...

gang of civil servants.

Okay, what's going on here?

I want to take pictures.

The insurance company wants pictures,

I can't go home.

Okay, then what's it got to do with me?

Did you hear about the appeal?

That's not going anywhere.

Well, it's not.

There will always be those who want to

to make a buck off of me, always.

Well...

Like this is all my fault.

OK.

Don't you have something to tell me?

The police say it's your ass they want.

The police are stirring up shit to find out what
it smells like.

Me, apart from doing what you told me to do,

I have nothing to reproach myself for.

So when are you going to talk to the police?

I may have forced Eric to sign the letter of
resignation,

but that was between you and him.

It was your decision, Mr. Thomas.

No, no, no, no, no. Don't play that game with me
right now.

Well, don't make me take the fall for you.

Maryse, we just need to make sure

that we're saying the same thing, you and me.

The same thing.

Okay, then what are we going to do when he says
the opposite?

He won't tell the police otherwise, trust me.

Hello, hello! Hi, there.

Here you go. No, thanks.

How are you? Not so much.

My daughter is not well. I don't know what's wrong
with her.

My boss wants to send me a week in Montreal

without her coming with me,

I have to find some cash

to pay for my girlfriend's funeral.

The police are asking questions about me and even
the friend I have in the

I have a friend in the police who hides things
from me.

I'm tired of going through this alone.

I want someone to hold me.

I want someone to hold me.

And you, how was your day? How was it?

We can't.

Why did I know you'd say that?

It wouldn't be right for you right now.

Besides, I've got rules to follow.

Hey, slack off, you're not on the job.

I just...

I'm not your type, am I?

You're a victim, too.

Then I don't want to be your rebound.

No, that's not what a rebound is.

All right, well, I'm gonna go to bed.

Make yourself at home.

Good night, guys. Bye! Good night, guys!

Hey, there's more underneath it all.

Well, the other one who's into conspiracies.

Sometimes, a woman can skip a beat.

It's not just for men.

Weapons? Yes.

Neither she nor her husband had any in their
names.

Fifteen victims from 37 shots fired.

She's been practicing somewhere.

Yeah. That doesn't mean anything.

Nobody registers their hunting weapons here.

If I want to buy guns

on the black market around here,

where do I go?

Why are you asking me? You know everyone here.

Yeah, I can ask around.

Thank you.

Is there anyone here

who sells guns without registering them?

No. No.

Yes, there is. I asked around.

There's nobody who does that here.

You're funny,

very funny.

I hope you like patrolling

because it's not the same

you're going to get a promotion or a transfer to
investigations.

It's a good thing because I don't want either one.

You, in a few days,

you're going to leave on another murder.

But I'll have to stay here.

And then?

You just want another hunting trophy.

Me, I'll have to continue

to serve this world and if they don't trust me
anymore,

well, I might as well go to work on the
investigations

to... to push a pencil, you know.

You can sit right here, please.

Thank you.

Um, I wanted to talk to you, actually,

more about the coroner here,

but I don't have an answer.

Yeah, okay.

I have questions about the time frame for
returning

the bodies to the families.

Um, I'm not sure I'm the right person

to help you, for example.

What we're gonna do is we're gonna do

all seven funerals in community mode.

Eight. No, not eight.

Well, with Audrey Leclerc, that's eight.

No, we're not going there, okay?

We're gonna do all 7 funerals,

the ceremonies at the same time, of the victims,
OK?

Because we don't want to relive them 7 times.

Ah! I understood that, yes.

Uh, "we" is the Council, right?

I'm not sure that's the best idea.

The community has already decided.

The community is... is you, Luc Dompierre,

2 or 3 other city councillors, right?

That's right, yes.

But why are you asking my opinion first?

I just want to know why the coroner

was taking so long to give us answers.

We don't have any: I want some.

Well, call him yourself, the coroner.

Hello!

Hey! Forget about yesterday. I'm sorry about that.

There's nothing there.

Hey! Do you have those, you, lined gloves

and maybe a toque and a warmer scarf?

Mister is not equipped for our wilderness?

Let's say it's different.

It's wetter, less wet, or even frostier.

Let's say it's colder!

Do you have a girlfriend?

No, I don't. I am single.

I saw the picture on your wallpaper. It's cute.

No, she's not. That, no, you are so wrong.

(gasps): Mom! What's wrong?

What's wrong?

That's right. Oh, excuse me! I'm not supposed to
touch. I'm sorry.

Look, breathe. Here.

Breathe with me, Mommy is here.

I'm afraid.

Danahée, look at me.

Repeat after me: yellow, blue, green,

yellow, red, orange.

"Yellow, blue, green,

yellow, red, orange."

Again.

"Yellow, blue, green,

yellow, red, orange."

Yes, when you get scared and then you get mixed
up,

you're gonna repeat this in exactly the same order

until you calm down, okay?

You want to try it again?

"Yellow, blue, green,

yellow, red, orange."

That's beautiful, baby. Try it again.

"Yellow, blue, green..."

(whispering): It works!

I have to go. Are you going to be okay?

Yes.

Is it working?

"Blue."

(whispering): Hold on, I'll be right back. Mommy's
coming back.

"yellow, red, orange."

That, in my rules, means thank you.

The mistake is to believe that the reaction

is purely psychological.

It is also physiological.

The survival management part of the brain

swells, it becomes hyperactive.

So, to make room for it,

the part that manages memories, emotions,

must decrease in volume.

On the other hand, we try afterwards to access

to these memories,

everything is confused, chaotic.

The people of Lac-Sabin seem to have appreciated
your work.

And your bosses have nothing but praise for you.

Well, thank you.

They also told us that your personal background

prepared you for this job.

What were they referring to?

We're here to talk about community resilience,

not my personal life.

Yes, but you were molded and shaped by drama.

I'm just trying to figure out if being tested

makes us someone who can more easily

to help others.

Next question.

Yes, well, between you and your father,

if we keep pushing you the same way, we're gonna
make arms.

Except that I didn't ask for anything.

It would do you good to get some air.

Ah, I'm old enough to know what's good for me.

Please, just tell me what you want.

Or leave me alone. Hey! You're wearing me out,
Vanessa.

I saw Maryse.

Then?

She showed me the videos.

Is it true what you say?

Made you believe her

before you believe me, right?

If it's slander, you can be sued.

You can ruin lives.

Well, she ruined my life, so...

What are you talking about?

You want me to get you help?

The social worker's scout case, no.

We sit in a circle,

hold hands and then sing Country Folks.

A psychologist?

I'm not the crazy one in the head, okay? It's you.

It's only been a week, you want to forget
everything,

sweep it under the rug like it never happened?

The truth is, I'm sick of it! We go home.

It's cold.

Will you help me?

Fucking chair shit! OK...

You, if you were still mayor, what would you do?

I'd quit.

Are you frustrated?

I think it's being handled very poorly.

You know what your mother would say to you?

No, what would she say?

She'd say you can't figure out why you're in this
business.

Don't you dare.

Because the day you think you have an answer,

you realize that life has already changed the
question.

OK.

Your mother, she was brilliant.

She'd be proud of you.

Ah, I don't know.

She was always disappointed in me.

How do you deal with your roomer,

your... your pretend priest?

Uh, I don't know.

I can't read him.

I don't know what he thinks, I don't know what he
wants.

You know, that rubber band he's got on his
wrist...

Yes?

Back when I had a foreman

who worked for me, he had one.

He used to do that too, snapping all the time.

The rest of us thought

that it was because he liked to get hurt.

But, in fact, he was doing it so he wouldn't slip
up

and then to not spank the world that was buying
him.

And I can tell you that there was a whole gang of
us that would do it.

No, girl, it's not love that's the problem.

It's the world.

Oh, Mr. Latour, there's nobody here who's in love.

Hey! No, no. No.

You didn't come here to fold laundry.

This is for you.

To thank you for taking care of Danahée

when I don't provide.

Correct?

Your little one and I make a good team.

But in general, she is much faster than me.

A lot faster than many people.

I'll take care of it, that's correct!

How are you doing?

I was a bit abrupt earlier

and it's not in my habits

nor in my values.

We don't need that right now.

I wanted to apologize.

But yes, it's okay, it's...

OKAY.

I thought, this is to make it up to you.

No, thank you, no.

That's really... No, I can't take those.

I would love to...

No, it's really not what you think.

I'm very allergic.

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

No, don't. Don't do that.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Chocolate next time. Chocolate is better.

I don't understand why I have to come back here.

Didn't you watch the tapes?

Yes, but just open the boxes and then the
warehouse.

From the beginning, please.

Calvary!

I came from there,

I passed through here.

The milk delivery man who was there.

Here, it was a tourist from Montreal who was here.

I had checked if... if he was okay.

Here it was...

There was one that was here,

it was a... he had come to visit his sister, I
think.

There was a lady who was there, who was hiding.

I went to see... my daughter was on the other
side.

No, no.

Yes, you're not easy to find, you.

Well, here I am. What do you want from me?

What did I do to you to make you say

lies about me to everyone else as well?

I know what I saw. Well I know the truth.

What's the truth?

It's you, baby, sleeping with Eric.

You're telling everyone that he and then I..,

we're together to cover your ass.

I didn't tell anyone. Then you won't say anything
either.

Just explain it to me, Vanessa.

OKAY,

Eric was the first man who ever really loved me.

Not just some gross little teenager who wants to
see me naked.

He was smart, he was funny, he was turned on.

Then you turned him off.

You then Roger Thomas, you destroyed Eric.

I saw him go down one step at a time

after each humiliation.

No, no. I never humiliated him.

You mean you never

tried to understand what he was going through.

Hey, do you know how many employees I have?

Full-time, part-time.

Eric, I put him on the same level as everyone
else.

You're a liar. I saw you.

Even his crazy wife saw you.

Except she decided she wasn't going to sit around

and do nothing.

You see plots everywhere.

No matter how hard I try to understand you...

Anyway, you won't say anything.

Because it would go to my mother.

And you love my parents.

You wouldn't want to hurt them.

Hey boy! It's the same way you work, you?

It's beautiful.

Hey, it's me! Do you have two minutes? Just a
second.

Hey! What do you know about the mayor?

Mr. Thomas doesn't like him very much.

That should tell you he's a good guy.

Other than that, politics, I don't know.

What for? No reason.

What did you want?

I need a prescription for Danahée.

Uh, has she started having nightmares?

Have you noticed if...

Don't give me the doctor act.

Just get the stupid paper signed.

Oh, yeah, right.

You, can you tell me what the kissing estie with
Eric was?

You swore to me it wasn't true.

The lies of an employee.

Because if it's all bullshit...

Hey, it's lies!

Are you gonna believe her, or are you gonna
believe me?

For real, there are days I don't know anymore.

Well, thank you very much.

What's next?

For the painkillers... Yes?

I wish I could explain to you

why for me it's not...

No, I'm not interested.

No, the next time I ask you a favor,

I'll be married and then I'll have a doctorate.

I come here too sometimes

to find some peace.

Have you found it?

You know, Maryse, even if it's true what they say,

for you and then Eric,

it's not your fault what happened at the grocery
store.

You know, sometimes I think that if God allowed

for that to happen...

he must have had a reason.

I don't know.

Oh, well... OKAY.

What I feel for Eric is pity.

I never slept with him, OK?

Yes.

So, you bet this isn't all my fault!

Your God,

where was he the day of the shooting?

Was he skiing? Was he in Mexico? Was he on
sabbatical?

That's a real question. Where was he?

That's what I was thinking.

I don't think so. Mr. Thomas.

No, I'm selling. You can't do that.

Please, please, please. Think of the jobs.

Think of the distance we'll have to travel

to get the commodities.

If there is a real demand,

there's a competitor who's going to take my place.

I'll pull the plug.

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