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CRAVE ORIGINAL SERIES

Girls, I need to talk to you...

in private.

- I... - Are you gonna be OK?

Of course! I've got a tough girlfriend. -Would that be Edith or ML?

Unclear. Just like your disgusting beer!

- Mom! - I was talking about ML.

This go-getter is fearless! You'll be OK, Sunshine.

"Sunshine"? She's scared of heights, being buried alive and Chucky!

But how could you know that, you just met her!

You've known her what, 20 years? Did you know she likes getting fingered while--

Whoa!

- Ew! - Enough with the cockfight!

This isn't a farmyard, it's a contaminated winery!

Please save all these kind words for my funeral, OK?

No one wants to fight over me? Please don't wait till I'm dead.

Everything will be fine, Eve. ML is here.

That's very comforting, Lise.

When did you learn to do that? -When did you learn you were a bit slow?

If you hadn't picked a fight with my sister, we'd already have the papers!

Anyway, your sister cannot be trusted. I know, I used to babysit you guys.

We should never have involved her.

- Or kept how much we sold the house for. - Look at me. Look at me!

Keep that up and you can kiss my big-ass nipples goodbye!

Hey, no... I'm sorry. So sorry!

I'm just a bit anxious these days.

Find the papers and I'll take care of that anxiety of yours.

- In the bread box. - Huh?

That's where she used to store all her documents.

- Yeah? Then go get 'em! - The bread box!

Go get 'em!

Go get 'em.

Ew! It stinks in here!

Let's be honest, her bergamot stew collection

is rancid!

- I don't smell anything. - You've got long COVID.

It's empty.

Keep looking!

Not in there!

This is the proof you need. -What's with your newfound solidarity?

I'm a victim of my brother too. He lied to me about the profits

from the sale of the vineyard. -You knew about the contaminated soil?

Yes.

Seriously?

I'm not proud but I was on my way to a reiki conference in Costa Rica--

Get on with it! -It wasn't cheap, so I took the cash

NadÃ.ge and my brother offered me in exchange for my silence.

Wait, NadÃ.ge and Marc? -They've been together seven years.

What!?

We got our ass handed to us by these two fuckers.

NadÃ.ge and Marc are together?

My NadÃ.ge and the stutterer? That said, if you stop and think of it sexually,

that's hot. -C'mon! I know that's the kind of porn

you're into but we got scammed here!

Why are you telling us all this?

Let's just say I'd like to stay out of any suit you might be bringing on?

Why would we do that?

Without the papers, you've got no proof.

And you need evidence to file a suit.

Fine. What's this? -The fake holographic will Marc wrote.

And this is the soil purchase receipt. -ML!

As soon as I got your message, I called Marc

and...

Yeah, yeah, everyone.

Whatever Karen told you isn't true. -Not true.

She told us you and NadÃ.ge are fucking! Us over as well as each other.

Yeah? Well, that's true.

Where's your stutter, huh?

- That was a character choice. - Ew.

A 'character'? That's so lame.

It is but he's been taking acting lessons to grow.

Look, you scammers have 10 seconds to fucking leave this property

before my fist splits your skull! -Can we have a grown-up conversation?

You've got two grown-ass adults right here before you! Mature adults

with beautiful mature, aging women's bodies

that are still very toned!

And these two super toned bodies

are gonna be suing you!

Hey! You're gonna regret doing that!

Yeah, right.

- Totally. - We ain't scared!

- No? Are you sure about that? - Yep.

By the way, Marc, these acting classes are wasted on you

'cause you've got the charisma of a boil.

Great.

And NadÃ.ge, you're nothing but a tease! You turned her on just to screw her over!

- You turned her on? - Shut up.

Does that mean we have a deal? -Maybe. But if you screw us over too

get ready to be our punching bag!

'Cause these bad boys aren't just for fisting!

What a day! I'd love to chug a beer right now.

Good. I've got some at home.

- You sure? We're here for you. - I just need to clear my head.

- How bad was it? - Pretty bad.

For starters, we're gonna make the fake stutterer and the liar pay!

- Guess you were thirsty. - What a stupid idea.

- What is? - Everything.

The vineyard,

the wine, my projects, me... I always think my ideas are brilliant

until everything goes wrong! I'm so fucking stupid!

Hey, don't say that. It's not true.

- You tried something new. - Then why do I always fail?

What's wrong with me? Where did I go wrong?

You're just having a bad day.

I promise things will improve. Look at me.

I'm here for you.

About that,

you always say you're there for me

but you're never willing to compromise or paying attention to my needs.

What? I don't understand.

I need some concrete gestures to show me that you care,

other than eating me out.

That was heartfelt.

So, concrete gestures?

Never mind.

It's just that my life is shit right now.

You're a great guy who deserves better than me.

ML,

I don't give a flying fuck if it's shit or not.

I'm here.

And I love you.

Sorry.

I looked everywhere for you, I even went to Tommy-Jay's.

I needed some alone time.

- Should I go? - No, you can stay.

You shouldn't be drinking that leaded wine.

- I don't care. Want some? - No thanks.

It is yummy.

I'm upset 'cause Tommy-Jay said "I love you."

And?

I didn't say it back. That's why I'm...

I don't understand why I couldn't say it.

You know how long I've been waiting to hear these three words.

- Two words. - No, it's three. I-love-you.

Right.

Maybe he just caught you off guard. You can always tell him later.

Nah, there's something off with him. -More than one thing, if you ask me.

I didn't, though.

I'm realizing

that Tommy-Jay's biggest flaw

and the reason it's not working out, is that...

he'll never be you.

Don't laugh.

I'm very sensitive now,

and vulnerable.

Listen! Our kiss was so hot, the firefighters are coming.

Shush, gimme that mouth.

ML! Where are you?

It's burning! Fire! Fire!

Eve's screeching means this is a real emergency! Take this!

- What's going on? - We're on fire! On fire!

What's going on?

Oh my god!

Is everyone OK? No one's injured?

Where's Stéphane? -Oh my god, Stéphanie Couillard!

She was pouting in the kitchen! -And couldn't see it coming!

At least she didn't suffer.

No but really,

where's Stéphane?

Thanks for letting us crash here. -My pleasure.

Say what you will, but a fire sure is destructive!

I'm sick of this!

Running a vineyard was hard enough as it is, now we have to rebuild it?

At least Stéphanie Couillard made it!

But look at her!

A firefighter saved her, thinking it was a real child.

That's the only bright spot of this shitty day.

Hey, I'm still alive too.

Right. You scared us shitless!

I was watering the vines. Had a full bladder!

Next time, please answer our shouts!

Girls, a fire's the best thing that could've happened to you.

- What? - You'll get the insurance money!

Fate came to your rescue! We should be celebrating!

Celebrating that he evidence of our only asset being contaminated went up in smoke?

Why do you want to search the grounds? -To find evidence of the scam.

Are you doing that for the girls

or just ML?

Enough with the jealousy! I'm the nice guy! You on the other hand

kept your wife and kid a secret! -I'm not jealous, Ravi. Far from it.

If you wanna date ML, do it. She's amazing.

But I'm not going anywhere 'cause I told ML I love her

and that's a forever-thing for me.

And maybe Stéphane can date Edith so we can be a six-some!

It's called polyamory. -One more and we'll be the S Club 7!

This is insane.

Can I talk to you?

I know my timing's off but...

What?

I kissed Ravi.

This is gluten-free, right?

We were doing that when you started screaming, "Fire!"

Keep it to yourself,

'cause I don't know what to do. -Why? It's like having to choose

between happiness and MS!

Tommy-Jay should hear it from me. -Who cares about him?

- I do! - Plotting something, girls?

- No! - Of course not!

We were discussing the fire and how insanely quickly it spread.

Maybe it wasn't an accident.

That'd make sense.

Don't forget the threats we got! Marc and NadÃ.ge could be behind it.

I spent a year at the police academy, can I use your pad?

- Please. - Great.

So I'll be taking the lead.

Thanks.

So,

to recap,

even though everything points to NadÃ.ge and Marc having started the fire,

we cannot rule anyone out at this stage of the investigation.

We'll have to check everyone's alibi for the time the fire started.

Karen?

I came back here the minute NadÃ.ge and Marc left.

You have no witness!

I saw her in the parking lot.

- Hi! - Hi, Eve.

Listen, I've got some bad news.

Your bid to open for Florence Foresti fell through.

I understand. These things happen.

Thanks for trying. Some other time, then.

Hold on.

You can't open for Florence Foresti because you'll be doing

- your own tour. - What?

Yep. Ever since you went on Nacho's podcast

clips from your Québec tour have become super popular.

And we believe

you can easily book venues that can seat 200 to 300 people.

Seriously? I knew I had new followers but...

This is France, darling! And France wants you!

- You could've done it. - No way. Matches scare Eve.

They can get in your eye! -And she sucks at flicking lighters!

They always bend my nail and that stings! -She's the one I trust the most.

And I'm the co-owner! Why the hell would I burn my retirement fund?

Have a seat and chill out.

- ML? - What?

C'mon! That's silly! It's not me!

Great argument. Where were you?

Where was I?

With...

- Tommy-Jay! - My man!

My boyfriend. My partner.

He wanted me to try his new white beer flavoured with...

Sage and marshmallow, wasn't it? -Right. To cheer me up 'cause I was down.

Excuse me, Officer, can I help? -Or me?

I used to be a volunteer firefighter.

I run a cleaning business! I know what to do!

- I own a microbrewery! - So?

I'm a leader.

- So am I! I run a business too! - To be honest, it's run by Lise.

Hey! I'm efficient and a pro! Let me through!

This is a crime scene. You can't enter.

I think it might be Lise.

- Why? - Because...

of her daughter...

How so?

So she can collect the insurance money.

Is this an Agatha Christie mystery? What are you saying?

He thinks Lise's devious enough to start a fire.

- I never said "devious". - I could never!

Yeah right! You've done worse for your daughter!

- He's not wrong, though. - That's normal, I'm your mom!

And your flimsy alibi is not fooling anyone. Where were you?

I swear I was relieving myself in the vines!

I can't believe I found a guy who enjoys foreplay as much as I do!

- You'd swear it? - Yeah.

- That only leaves Tommy-Jay and Ravi! - Weren't you with Tommy-Jay?

Yeah, definitely.

He's my pillar. We were necking. Yep.

So we only have to interrogate Ravi. Let's head back to the vineyard

to talk to the guys and see the damages. -Yep.

Can we leave Stéphanie with you? -Give it here.

Hold on, we need to talk.

Now? After we spent 15 minutes driving in silence?

Yep. -Do it. We gotta deal with the fire next.

Tommy-Jay said I love you.

Are you his number one or is it Edith? -Stop, it's not funny.

I felt nothing.

No tingling in the chest, vertigo, butterflies.

- Nothing down there either? - Nope!

Not a single hair stood up.

So what did you say?

Nothing, and then I kissed Ravi.

We gotta talk.

There's your monkey.

So, what I wanted to tell you is,

we need to talk. -What's with you? Just chill out.

Why are you pacing and rubbing your hands?

You've got crazy eyes, look all sweaty and pale with dirty hair...

You can stop now, I got it. OK...

ML,

I know who set the fire.

So? Any news from the police?

Not yet.

I know this is bad form but...

Go on, Steph. Who cares at this point?

AgnÃ.s, the French producer, called.

She heard about the soil contamination, leaded wine, and now the fire.

And she's "knocked for six".

- Knocked for six? - A bit much. She's backing away.

I found the papers!

I know they're pretty useless now but--

- Ravi, I... - What?

I think I love you.

You "think" you love me or you know it?

I've got confirmation that it was arson.

We need to talk.

We found a smudge stick doused with gas. -Will the insurance still cover it?

Well, if you have ties with the criminal, you'll need to prove your innocence.

What kind of tie?

Like a cousin or someone I smiled to at the store?

Yeah, which one is it? We need to know.

I'll be honest with you, insurance payouts are rare in these cases.

Sorry.

Shit!

Sage! It had to be Karen. But I saw her in the parking lot!

It wasn't Karen.

I set the fire.

Huh?

The vineyard was making you miserable.

An insurance payout would give you a fresh start.

You wanted a big gesture, a token a love.

Told you I'd do anything for you.

I meant it.

- OK. - I just want you to be happy.

You're not saying anything.

I am, only in my head. And it's not pretty.

Listen, I need some fresh air to process this. Nope. Not now.

- No, gotta-- - Don't worry.

I've done this before.

Done what?

How do you think I started my brewery?

My moms were dirt poor and left me nothing.

I burned down the house.

It was a dump. No one cared. The insurance payout gave me a fresh start.

That's how Abracadabrew came to be.

- Tommy-Jay did it? - What?!

- Abracada-screw! - If the cops learn this,

they'll make the connection

and the insurance company won't pay.

Man, we lost everything!

At least you've got your film career.

Yeah... but now that everyone thinks your wine's contaminated,

Fabrice Gagnon no longer wants you for the part.

- What? - I know.

That's really bad for my temper!

So, to recap,

our careers are gone, so is the vineyard that cost us 2.5 million bucks,

and your arsonist boytoy caused it all! -Sorry!

Not to mention potential lawsuits from those who drank the lead wine.

- Steph, that's not helpful! - Yeah, it's not helpful.

- We're in deep shit! - So deep I can't even smell it.

Um, girls?

I know my timing's not great but I hope this'll cheer you up.

A few days ago, I got you something and...

it's here!

Got us something?

- Is this David C-ass-idy? - Sure is!

- Come here, baby! - It's David C-ass-idy!

Yes, you're David C-ass-idy!

What are we gonna do with it? We lost everything!

Yep. Deep shit.