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Do you remember the fire that burned Antoine's Mercedes?

Anna, you didn't...

It'll be our secret and we'll take it to the grave.

I felt guilty for not telling you about your 13-month-old son,

considering he lives in the same city. Wow, was I wrong!

I'm sorry Dad never updated his will.

You're bi and a father... any mistresses?

Working for Mossad?

While we secure your condo, you can stay with me.

Romane told me that during the pre-interview,

the researcher asked if she was planning to move to Paris.

Romane answered...

Not in a million years!

If you could get your hands on the tape,

it might change the conversation.

Oh! My daughter!

Who disappeared for 10 years.

Come on!

- Do you need money? - But if you're offering, I...

- $1,000.00. - That's perfect.

What would you say to a mojito?

The mojito's got a kick, eh?

Anna! Anna!

- What are you doing? - Protecting her from you!

Don't you have autographs to sign?

I haven't missed the sound of your voice.

You make me want to start smoking again.

OK, enough.

Anna's going to kill you...

What did they say?

The doctor wants her to see a psychiatrist.

But he won't be in until 8 or 9 tomorrow morning.

She doesn't need a psychiatrist!

We know what happened!

Anna's spiralling.

And if you hadn't swooped in like Superman 10 years too late,

she'd be sleeping right now. At my house. Peacefully.

But since she's here,

we'll get her the help she needs.

I need to get some sleep.

Will you take care of her discharge or not?

Of course I'll take care of my daughter.

I'll be here by 8 and I won't be needing you!

Fucking headache. She hasn't changed an iota.

Oh, fuck! - What's wrong?

YOUR WHORE JUST STOPPED BY.

Jessie went to see Rachel to tell her about the kid.

I know, I should've listened to you.

I didn't say a word.

She's telling me to get a hotel room.

If I were you, I'd listen.

Give her some space.

If you need anything, let me know.

Mr. Girard?

Can I get a picture?

Of course!

Cheese!

ANNA COMES HOME

I'm sorry, is this a bad time?

I think we had too much to drink.

I think so.

I'm surprised to see you here.

I just came to pick up my stuff.

Your three pairs of underwear? I could've FedExed them to you.

I asked him to stay.

You look comfortable!

Yeah, it's called having fun.

Ever heard of it?

Romane needed to take her mind off things.

Uh-huh. How was the wine?

Oh, my God! I'll pay you back for the fancy wine.

Want a lift home? - OK.

I'll go grab my stuff.

I went on Instagram.

How many times have I said to stay off social media?

I know...

I'm sorry for kissing your ex.

It's OK. There are worse things.

We have to fix your tour, save your career.

And Quebec's a shithole anyway.

Hey. Romane's super fragile these days.

Think about that before...

Before what?

Bisexual boy.

OK, so that's the problem. You're jealous!

Jealous of what? We're not even together anymore!

You're angry I have a son, angry I'm bi...

No, I'm angry you didn't tell me!

If you opened a dictionary, you'd see that's called "lying".

Since you have a rock for a heart,

I guess there was no point in lying.

- Fuck you, man. - Fuck you.

For a communications pro, you're good.

- Dr. Rivard, room three. Dr. Rivard.

Is anyone there?

Anyone?

Look at that!

How do you feel, Ms. Brodeur?

I feel like a truck hit me.

Why am I here?

You took too many sleeping pills.

What? I had a mojito.

I might've had two,

but I didn't take any sleeping pills.

Your mother was worried about you.

She drugged me?

You wanted to end things, eh?

No! I never said that!

And now, do you still want to?

No! I want to live so I can kill her!

Can you get this off me?

Ms. Brodeur, if you threaten your mother

I'll have to call the police.

Did I hear you correctly?

No, it was a manner of speaking.

A moment of frustration.

I'll tell the doctor you're awake.

SULLIVAN HOSPITAL

Hey!

- No! No, no, no, no... - Anna!

White flag!

No! What are you doing here?

I brought you here from Monique's.

You were knocked out when I found you.

What were you doing at Monique's?

I wanted to talk.

Remember, you said you had something important to tell me.

It wasn't important...

I think I was surprised to see you again after 10 years.

I was happy too.

Mostly surprised.

Where's Monique?

She's supposed to come back. You want to wait?

No, I'm not a masochist.

I opened my heart and she drugged me!

I always said it was a miracle you're so well balanced

after growing up with that whack job.

That's not how it felt while we were together.

But I'll take it as a compliment.

Want me to bring you back to Pat's?

No, no. I have to pay the bill.

Forget it, it's paid.

Antoine, you can't do that.

Stop, it's just money.

I don't want you to stress.

How can I not?

It's my first day of work and I'm completely buzzed!

Monique put six Clonazepam in your drink! Come on.

Six Clonazepam?

Is she crazy?

Are you OK?

Yeah, just a dizzy spell.

Can I do anything?

Take me to the police station?

OK...

Watch your head...

Hello!

I came to get my daughter, Anna Brodeur.

She's been discharged.

And nobody thought to tell me?

She was supposed to meet the psychiatrist around 8 a.m.

If the patient's over 18,

there's nothing we can do for treatment refusal.

"Treatment refusal"?

The patient refused treatment, is that clearer?

Is that how you treat an anxious mother?

I'm not paid to give hugs, ma'am.

I can't believe this! My daughter has

mental health struggles and you act like it's the flu?

You're lucky I'm not asking journalists to report you!

Go ahead. I've always wanted my 15 minutes of fame.

You're very funny. Very funny.

- You're not going to answer? - Nope.

But...

Antoine, just being here is stressful.

I'd appreciate it if you could stay out of my bubble.

I get it.

But the fact that we're here,

should I worry, or...?

Worry about what?

I don't think so,

but when we were together,

did I say or do anything related to #metoo?

I'm not here to report you,

if that's what you're worried about.

Even though you cheated on me with glee.

Phew!

WHERE ARE YOU, MOTHERFUCKER?

It's your fault, I assume?

You assume correctly.

Want me to explain?

No, my bubble!

If it makes you feel any better,

I watched a rerun of our show recently.

Anna, you're an extraordinary screenwriter.

Antoine! My bubble, please!

OK.

- Number 23! - That's you.

- Hello. - What can I do for you?

I'd like to press charges

against my mother, Monique Brodeur.

- What? - Your mother?

My mother drugged me unknowingly,

and I'd like you to arrest her.

What... Ah!

Virgule! Virgule!

What is it, Boris?

It's our friend, Patrick!

Stop, Anna isn't here.

- What do you mean? - Where is she?

She'll be in tomorrow.

You didn't think to let us know?

I just found out.

You know what I think about your theatrics, right?

It's sad to lose your sense of wonder.

Is the pasty white look on purpose?

The eye circles age you.

Another night of torrid sex?

Do you ever stop?

Yes, Zachary?

I came in specifically to train Ms. Brodeur.

Can I go home now?

Since you're here, don't you have press kits to update?

Yes. But three days a week is my limit.

I have to train for Rocket League.

Of course.

Can you make an exception and work four days this week?

I can. But it can't become a habit.

Noted. Thanks, Zach.

Any other issues before you change out

of those delightful costumes?

Want me to do your makeup?

No, Alex!

Nor do I want to wear a skirt to express my feminine side.

That doesn't make me repressed,

and I don't hate on the new generation, got it?

Wow! I didn't think such a small body

could contain so much hostility.

You're playing with fire.

Ten bucks says he broke up with his boy's toy.

Do you believe it was attempted murder?

I've been trying to understand her for 46 years.

Perhaps you should ask her yourself.

OK.

If my charges are admissible, of course.

Nobody has the right to drug another unknowingly.

It's no different than slipping GHB

into a girl's drink at a bar.

I think the charges are admissible.

Of course, it's ultimately your decision.

It's not ideal, but she leaves me no choice.

I understand. It can't be easy.

You must be very brave.

Thank you. That's kind.

So, what are the next steps?

I'll get your medical records from the ER.

I'll meet your mother.

I'll draft the complaint and present it to the prosecutor.

He's the one who decides whether or not to press charges.

- OK. - Does that sound good?

- Yes. - I'll keep you updated.

OK.

I should warn you...

My mother could sell ice to a family of penguins.

Be careful when you meet her.

OK.

Especially if she finds you sexy.

Do you think I'm a good match for your mother?

You're her type, yes.

I prefer women of my age.

Call me anytime, Anna.

Thank you... Samuel!

Is Anna here?

No, she called out today. Can I help you?

Monique!

Anna refused treatment,

and she didn't answer when I rang your doorbell.

Where is she?

I'm thinking she doesn't want to see you at the moment.

Oh, my God.

Come with me.

Do you at least feel guilty?

Of course I do.

Then you should show it.

Because of you, Anna missed her first day of work.

Yes, that was all you!

OK, I screwed up. Happy?

I don't know, I don't feel emotions.

I'm dead inside, like you always say.

All you had to do was comfort her, hug her.

Tell her you love her and you're there for her.

Because losing her partner of 10 years is horrible.

And you could've told her how happy you are

that she came home.

Of course, I could've done all that.

But ignoring us for 10 years, doesn't that--

Let me stop you right there.

I'm not in that movie anymore. - OK.

You can write a flowery poem if you'd like,

but I have work to do.

Fine. Can you at least give her the flowers?

- Of course. - Thank you.

Excuse me.

Hello?

- Am I speaking to Monique Brodeur?

Yes, what's this about?

- This is Detective Samuel Hébert.

I'm calling about your daughter, Anna.

Will you be OK?

Yes.

Thanks for everything.

It's the least I can do.

Are you still mad at me?

For leaving your series to host my talk show?

Right when you left me for another woman?

You're talking about the main role

in the series I spent 2.5 years writing

and that was cancelled after eight episodes

because the fill-in was total crap?

Yeah...

Well, if you're still alive it must be because I've moved on.

You really loved him, didn't you?

Yes.

But as you know, love changes over time...

But I wouldn't have stayed with him for 10 years

if I'd been unhappy. - Yeah.

You and Rachel... are things over?

- Not in my head. - In hers?

I'm about to find out.

Did you cheat on her often?

Three times, but with the same girl.

Bravo!

Over 10 years, that's a real improvement.

Now I have to take a paternity test.

- Honestly, Antoine... - Please...

You didn't use protection?

You who never wanted kids?

That's not true!

It's not my fault the treatment didn't work.

I'm sorry.

Go find Rachel.

So you won't have broken my heart for nothing.

OK. Showtime, Rachel!

- You OK, Antoine? - Yeah...

Couldn't wait to apologize?

Your 28 texts made it clear that you didn't want to see me.

- You were with your whore? - No, I was in the ER.

To get castrated, I hope?

I was with Anna!

You're unbelievable, Antoine Girard!

Jessie and your son weren't enough?

It was an emergency! Call Pat, he'll tell you!

First, you don't have to worry about Anna, OK?

And I don't even know if the kid's mine!

Jessie might be making it up for the money!

You were supposed to be faithful!

I know. I'm sorry.

What did I ask when you left Anna?

That I never do the same thing to you.

And what's going on right now?

The same thing.

"We won't go to bed angry, I promise."

Why promise if you don't keep your word?

How could you be so immature and self-centered?

How could I have loved you?

I'm sorry...

I don't want to hear it! I'm too old for this crap!

Rachel! Rachel! Hang on!

I'll come in and we can talk.

Baby!

Look...

Jesus Christ, Rachel! What did you do?

- She changed the locks! - Shut your pie hole!

It's a privilege to live with me!

Rachel!

Shut up.

- Hello? - Hi Olivier, it's Anna.

Anna! How's Canada?

Very good, thanks.

And you? The apartment?

We love it.

Stéphanie repainted Dad's old office.

Now it's a nursery for Julia.

Great! You must be wondering why I'm calling.

I'm happy to hear from you. Nothing's wrong, I hope?

No, no, everything's fine.

I started working at a friend's PR firm.

That's great! You didn't waste time.

Thanks.

Do you know the Quebec singer Romane B.?

Quebec singers aren't really my thing.

No problem.

I need to contact Baltazar...

Renaud told me you're friends with his son?

I know Paul, sure. But he hates this kind of thing.

If I'm calling you, I have no other option.

I'm sorry, but...

Olivier, listen to me: I gave up all my memories,

my entire life,

so that you and Stéphanie could be happy in my apartment.

Those were the last wishes of your father,

my partner of the past 10 years.

I didn't hire a lawyer, but I could have.

Should I go on, or are you going to help me?

Why can't you say what's on your mind?

Sure, you wish there wasn't a kid.

But stop playing games

and learn to say what you really feel.

In here, it's easy.

But in real life, it's hard to tell the truth.

It's like that everywhere, even on Facebook!

How many times have you liked a photo of an ugly newborn?

You've never done that? - No.

It's classic!

Friday night, you're messing around on Facebook

when a high school friend posts a picture.

She gave birth less than an hour ago

and already feels the need to share the milestone

with everyone she knows.

"Introducing Aladdin, he's perfect!"

With a name like that, he'll be in therapy for life.

You look at the photo like...

On a scale of 1 to 10,

I don't see how she thinks Aladdin's a 1.

She probably should've waited

until the swelling went down, but no!

She's all over it!

Giving birth is a proud moment for a woman.

That warps your judgment?

Because if she'd written,

"Hey, guys! It was a tough birth

and I know Aladdin won't be winning

any beauty contests, but I'm happy,"

I wouldn't be talking about it today.

So I like the photo.

I do the balloons, the teddy bear, the...

You're wondering how this relates to Étienne.

I can tell you about my delivery if you want, but...

Your heart, Patrick.

You'll never have a successful relationship

if you don't open it.

I'm relapsing.

I know.

Big time.

Nice! We're home.

Thank you for seeing me.

Did your assistant say I was ready to go on hunger strike

like Gandhi in order to speak to you?

She didn't need to.

I could tell she had no idea who Mahatma Gandhi was.

I'm like him: I'm a humanist,

so after I got over the shock of your call...

I knew we had to meet.

We both want what's best for Anna, right?

Of course.

Before we get into it, may I ask you a personal question?

You can try...

Don't worry, I don't bite.

Is it possible that I saw you

in the cardio section of my gym?

I go to Solo.

- I don't go to the gym. - No? Oh.

I mention cardio

because I can see that you've avoided

the trap of building too much muscle mass.

I rowed quite a bit in my twenties.

Rowing!

Similar to a swimmer's body.

Just enough muscle to hold it all in place,

without the unfortunate tendency to bulk up...

What can I do for you, Ms. Brodeur?

Oh!

Well...

Between us,

you must have noticed

my daughter's fragile mental health.

Ms. Brodeur, if I need to know more

about your daughter's mental health, I'll ask her physician.

What's concerning about the situation

is that she refused treatment.

You must admit, it complicates things.

Do you deny that you gave her sleeping pills unknowingly?

Since it's in her medical file, no.

But I think it's important to give you the context.

By law, there's no context that justifies your actions.

Oh.

So, that's it? Case closed?

Everything's decided?

Where is the humanity we're promised

when we walk into a police station?

Ms. Brodeur, I'm happy to listen to you.

Well...

But my job is to enforce the law.

You've broken the law.

So if I were you,

unless you have something crucial to add--

What if I told you that I regret what I did,

from the bottom of my heart?

The judge will appreciate your remorse,

but it doesn't change my investigation.

That means there will be a trial?

Unless Ms. Brodeur changes her mind,

there's a good chance, yes.

If I'm found guilty,

will I wind up in jail surrounded by lesbians,

or are we talking community service?

Anna!

I'm sleeping.

A gift from your mother who's sorry.

What do I do with them?

Nothing you say will change my mind.

That's what I told her.

Maybe she needed law enforcement to change.

I heard you smoothed things over with Antoine.

He told you that?

He said you spoke. He was really happy.

It was refreshing to have a civil conversation.

I panicked when I saw his Mercedes.

Oh yeah?

I managed to calm down.

Nice! That means you're processing the trauma.

Maybe keeping quiet was the right decision.

- Maybe. - Maybe.

How do you feel?

Like less of a zombie.

You don't have to come in tomorrow.

No, Monique won't make me miss

my first day a second time.

By the way, I called Olivier about Romane.

And?

I'm not the first person to use him

to get to Baltazar. He's supposed to call me back.

But I won't give up.

Thanks.

Would you like to see the menu?

We have New Brunswick oysters.

Nah, I stick to the drinks.

OK. That kind of day?

Wow! If it's not my favourite TV host.

Do I know you?

Not now, but I think we can take care of that.

No, no...

I don't need someone like you in my life right now.

Don't be scared, big boy. I don't bite.

A double. Make it two.

Adèle Beaulieu.

Nice to meet you.

Tough day?

Are you a psychic?

I predict we'll go home together,

but officially, I'm a pharmaceutical rep.

No to going home together.

You're beautiful, but...

I'm married. Very happy.

But we're each allowed a few one-nighters,

and I'm not going back to Gatineau without...

Without...

Oh, OK...

you don't mess around.

Hello?

- I spoke to Paul,

and he refuses to talk to his father.

I tried really hard, I promise.

Can you get me Baltazar's cell number?

No.

My new career depends on it!

Anna, you can't say--

Olivier? You literally have my life in your hands.

Nervous?

I'm walking normally, and I'm at around 150 bpm.

What do you think?

OK. If I say there's a surprise,

do I keep quiet

or spill the beans and you pretend not to know?

I can pretend. Shoot!

Ah... why isn't anyone here?

That's unusual. I asked everyone to be here when you arrived.

Virgule! Virgule!

What is it, Boris?

Look!

I'm Madame de Pompignon, Mayor of Magniville.

Where's the girl who writes press releases

faster than her shadow?

Right over there!

She's beautiful!

A red ribbon for the new hire!

Anna, it's time to become part of the team!

And...

Yay!

We've been doing Boris and Virgule nights all week.

I can't believe you recreated all the costumes.

You're amazing!

Patrick wasn't lying...

He must've been drinking.

Yes!

It's a privilege to work for such a prestigious company.

I promise I'll do everything to rise to the occasion.

Yay!

- Anna! Anna! Anna! - Virgule! Anna!

Fuck.

- Hello. - Hello.

Did anyone ever tell you you fuck like a god?

That's nice of you.

Adèle, I really can't.

I have a production meeting...

I have to take this, OK?

Hi, Pat.

Hey! How's it going?

I'm good... uh...

I'm thinking about things.

- Have you spoken to Rachel?

No, she definitely needs more time.

Good. She needs to feel respected!

Call me if you need anything.

Yeah, sure.

Bye!

Hello! If my memory is good, Mia?

Your memory is excellent.

I like the sobriety. I get it...

I don't want to be rude,

but it was my way of protesting your hiring.

OK.

It's not a joke...

It's nothing against you, but since you're Patrick's friend...

I don't think it's fair

to the communications graduates across Quebec

to hire someone who isn't qualified.

I understand your position,

but I have a literature degree from UdeM.

I have a minor in communications from UdeM,

a bachelor's in Communication and Digital Media Studies

from the University of Ontario,

and Patrick had me do two interviews.

How many did you do?

It's all good to dream of a fairer,

greener, more equal world,

but if we don't take action, nothing changes.

But welcome just the same.

Everything OK here?

Yes! Mia and I were just getting to know each other.

- Great! - Yeah.

Zach is ready to the on-boarding.

- Are you ready? - Yes! Can't wait!

Shall we?

We represent 18 corporations, 48 clients, and 4 festivals.

OK.

Once you've studied everything, I'll quiz you.

Yes! I'll study hard, I promise.

Can I ask a personal question?

You could try...

When Patrick asked me to help you,

I did some online research and...

In this interview, you say that writing

is your true passion.

That's true. I loved what I did.

Why are you working here if writing is your passion?

That's a big question.

I could never stop playing video games.

I think about them all the time.

Sometimes I even forget to eat.

I don't understand...

A passion can never die,

can it?

ANNA BRODEUR, PROLIFIC SCREENWRITER

Did you read my press release

for the Drummondville music festival?

Yes, it was good.

Good as in...

Very good. A few typos.

OK.

I wrote it without ChatGPT,

but are you happy with the style and tone?

Yup!

OK.

OK! I'll go correct the typos.

- Alex? - What?

How do I look?

Are we talking an important event, or...?

Yes. Very important.

And you want...

... to look like I get enough sleep and don't work too much.

Got it.

I don't want to look like Rita Baga!

Come on, I know you.

You'll just look like a healthy older man.

Hey!

Are you done?

Come on.

There!

All set to laid after your dinner date!

You got a little too comfortable there.

You're right.

Since makeup isn't part of my official job description,

I felt like I was chatting with a friend.

First and last time, OK?

Yes, boss. Sorry.

- Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday, dear Anna!

Happy birthday to you!

Whoo!

Bravo!

Anna my love, your mother asked me

to come celebrate the big day.

Surprise!

It's not my birthday.

- Thanks, Kimi. - No problem.

Anna, I haven't always been there

for your big moments.

But I'm so thrilled you're back

and now, this new career

will be filled with big challenges

alongside your good friend Patrick...

Hi, Patrick.

... and his talented team.

So for the occasion, I dusted off my cake pans

and whipped up your favourite mocha chocolate!

Champagne for everyone!

I want a mommy like her! You rock!

Oh... Anna?

You can't listen to me even once, can you?

My God, Anna, I understand.

I hurt you.

But you have to admit, you took it too far.

Hello, this is Anna Brodeur.

My mother just stopped by my office,

and I'd to file a restraining order against her.

Anna...

Great.

She can't do that to me...

Hey!

Oh, my God! Time to go!

Keep the cake.

She doesn't care about me.

Hey.

Hello.

Did you come for the razor blades or the cologne?

No, I was in the area

and was wondering if you're free for dinner.

I thought we weren't talking.

The idea was to change that.

I could make dinner for you?

I have Téo tonight.

He's still here?

That's how kids work.

They spend most of their time

with their parents until they're 18.

If I wanted to talk about our relationship calmly,

without getting worked up--

There's nothing to discuss.

The real question is, can you put up with my kid?

Do you want to be in his life?

Can you deal with it if he breaks one of your vases,

even after you asked him 12 times to be careful?

That was three questions!

Have you eaten yet?

You and... sorry, I forgot his name.

- Téo. - Téo.

Have you eaten yet?

Hello!

Looks like you're doing better.

Sure am. I even studied for my next quiz with Zach

and made progress on my first account.

- Friends in Quebec,

I caught wind of the media frenzy

following my interview with Romane B.

In the heat of the moment,

Romane got a little carried away.

But if you're worried about her disowning her roots,

listen to this clip

taken from the discussion she had with my researcher

before the interview.

- No, I'd never move to Paris. I could never leave Quebec.

I like doing tours and meeting the people,

but even though Paris is beautiful,

it's too intense for me.

Quebec is home.

Montreal is a liveable city

that exudes happiness.

- See? Nothing to worry about.

I love you!

I have something else to tell you.

What?

In Paris I changed lives, changed careers...

but after Renaud died I was so lost.

It felt like I was going crazy.

So I sat down at my computer and started writing

and I wrote this.

No!

Molotov Cocktails? What's it about?

A toxic mother-daughter relationship.

Can you read it and tell me what you think?

Nobody's read it yet?

No. You'd be the first.

And if you think it's good...

Oh, please. I know it's good!

And don't worry, I'll write on nights and weekends.

It won't interfere with my work at the agency.

I'm not worried.

I'm happy to read it.

I'll do everything I can to help!

It's been rough, but I think the worst is behind me.

The worst being your mother?

Cheers! - Cheers!

Excuse me. Mr. Hébert?

Yes?

I played along to protect my daughter's mental health.

I let her press charges,

thinking she'd eventually come around.

But seeing how things turned out,

I have no reason to protect her anymore.

What are you referring to?

My daughter stole $1,000 from my home.

I came to file a complaint for theft

against Anna Brodeur.

You're not allowed to be here!

Get out or I'm calling the police!

- Listen. - No!

I came to make peace, and I won't leave until I do.