Original subtitles

- I know with every fibre of my being

that our daughter is gonna live.

You gotta trust me.

(Doorbell ringing)

You can't go on tour. - What?

- You have to see a doctor right away.

- I'm gone for the week.

I'll see the doctor when I'm back.

- Just stop! It wasn't a premonition, OK?

I've already lived this. - OK, that's enough. Let me go.

- (Dr. Koonar): You were right.

She has a urinary tract infection.

It's in her kidneys.

If you hadn't gottten here when you did,

things could have been way worse.

We got the infection in time. Your baby is gonna be fine.

- You're giving me the firm? - It's all yours.

We're millionaires.

Our kids are gonna have everything they need.

- She's coming. - I see her.

- One more push! - Oh my God! Oh my God!

You see?

You're never gonna have to worry about a thing.

♪ ♪ ♪

- Good morning, my love.

- Oh, "my love?"

- Well, I've never felt this way about anyone else before.

- Um...

No, I thought I was clear.

I'm leaving for Prague.

- Yeah, well, I thought maybe...

maybe I'll wait for you.

- (Whispering): Please don't.

(Normal voice): Don't.

Oh God!

- You up for tonight?

- Uh, where is this party?

- The Old Port.

The whole gang will be there.

- Um, I have to drop by my brother's work thing first.

I haven't seen him in a year.

- Don't bail on me.

- Well, he started a law firm.

Not exactly my type of party.

(Chuckling)

(Indistinct chatter)

Look at you!

- Oh my God!

I'm so glad you could come.

- Are you kidding?

Highlight of my week.

- I'm legit now. My own firm.

I was always gonna be a lawyer or criminal.

- It was a toss-up for a while. - Hey, come meet my new partner.

- Yeah. - Phil.

- Hang on, excuse me. Yeah?

- I want you to meet my sister Evelyn,

the real genius of the family.

She just graduated with distinction in music

from the University of Ottawa.

Ev, this is Philip Grimmer, my new partner.

He's about to become the most powerful lawyer in Montreal.

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

(Door closing)

(Car beeping)

- Hey, Melanie. - (Whispering): Hi.

- Ev.

(Baby grunting)

Evelyn. - Hmm?

(Shushing)

(Whispering): I just got her to sleep.

(Shushing)

- I th--

I thought that we agreed that we'd be breastfeeding.

- Well, I'm not making enough milk.

- We talked about this.

I mean, every effort needs to be made

to give her the best possible start.

- Sure, but you're not the one who has to make the effort.

- Yeah, if you only knew.

- If I only knew what?

Or you just know everything, right?

No, baby.

(Shushing)

- Hey, it's OK. I got her.

Come here, Charlotte. I got you.

I got you. I got you.

(Shushing)

As a father,

I can imagine the pain that comes with having a sick child,

the helplessness, the despair.

Well, at the Grimmer Foundation, together,

we're going to try to prevent the unthinkable from happening.

From this point on,

it is going to be my sole aim

to ensure that kids across this city have access

to state-of-the-art paediatric health care.

(Camera shuttering)

Now, in my life, I've been called obsessive.

But to this end,

I consider that obsession my most valuable strength,

because I am here today to swear to you

that I will not rest

until every sick and suffering child in this city

is given a chance at a swift recovery

and a new lease on a long and beautiful life.

Thank you.

(Crowd applauding)

Thank you for coming.

Thanks for coming.

- That was inspiring.

- Oh, thanks.

- Um, are you gonna work for the foundation full-time now?

- I'm not coming back to the firm, Pat.

- Well, but, say--say you did miss practicing law--

- I just got to a point in my life where I--

- Where you want to make a difference. I get it.

We can shut down more mines if that gives you a boner.

- I gave you the firm. Run with it, OK?

- We were such a good team.

- What do you need? Money?

(Scoffing)

- Can't I just miss my partner?

- Have you seen your sister?

- Yeah. Yeah, she's, uh, she's just next door.

- OK. Great, thanks.

(Phil scoffing)

Drinking again?

- Fuck, Phil, it's one glass.

- Yeah, but-- - I don't care anymore.

- What's that supposed to mean?

(Sighing)

- You're suffocating me.

- Well, Ev, your behaviour is concerning me.

- Because you know best.

Don't you?

- I know I can be intense.

But it's only because-- - Because what?

You're gonna tell me why you're so confident,

that you know exactly what to do all the time?

- You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

- Try me.

- I know things because...

I discovered a travel agency.

Plan B.

They offer trips...

to the past.

- What?

- You call this number and, uh, you pay.

And the next day,

this van shows up with these two twins.

And the next thing I know, I wake up in the past...

except I can remember everything that's gonna happen, so...

so I can change it...

for the better.

(Laughing)

(Scoffing)

I've already made several trips.

(Evelyn inhaling deeply)

- Yeah, OK...

- First to save our marriage...

then to save our daughter.

Charlotte was born premature, Ev.

She didn't make it.

How would I have known about the infection

if I hadn't already lived through it?

O-o-or the lottery, right?

And how could I have won?

I already knew the numbers.

- OK.

Then I want to use it too.

(Chuckling)

- What could you possibly want to change?

- You want to know what I would change?

- Yes.

- I never would have joined the firm as a paralegal.

I never would have given up on my cello, my music,

my orchestra.

I never would have lived in such a big, cold house.

I never would have had a baby when...

- When what?

- Actually, I never would have had a baby with you.

(Exhaling slowly)

- There it is...

the truth.

You're not capable of loving anybody but yourself.

Not even your own daughter.

- Va chier.

I love her more than anything in the world.

It's you. You're the problem.

- Right. I've given you everything, Ev.

- I'm not a bad mother,

even if you think I'm incompetent.

Who are you calling?

- Plan B.

(Line ringing)

You want to make a change, let's make a change.

- Phil, you're inventing a time machine

to justify yourself.

- Using the keypad,

select your desired destination.

- When do you want to go back to, huh?

Pick a day. Before you were pregnant?

Oh, wait, no!

Before we met each other, that's perfect.

(Phone beeping)

- You're crazy.

- State the reason for the trip.

- Say it.

You want to erase your own daughter, you say it!

- You sick fuck.

- The system could not register your answer.

Please try--

(Phone clicking, door opening)

♪ ♪ ♪

- Ev, come on.

Just talk to me here.

(Hangers rattling)

You don't have to go.

Just... I can change, I can.

I can stop being so controlling.

Evelyn, come on. Hey. Hey!

Just stay for Charlotte, OK?

The--the house is big.

I can give you all the space and the time that you need.

Ev. Ev! Just stop and tell me what I need to do

to save my family!

What?

- You're scaring me, Phil.

- Ev. No.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Hey, put her down right now!

If you want to be with her, you need to stay here!

Let me by. - You give her to me right now.

You said you didn't want a child.

You said that!

- Are you gonna breast feed her?

'Cause that's my one job, right?

- Evelyn. - Move.

- Ev. OK, stop. Evelyn! OK, stop, stop!

Let's just focus on solutions here, OK?

- What are you gonna do, Phil?

Shove me down the stairs?

Win me back with your time machine?

- Evelyn. Ev, please...

Evelyn. Evelyn, what do you want?

What do you want?

OK, OK! I'll give you everything.

The--the house, it's yours.

The money, you can have it.

Just, please.

Please do not take my daughter.

- I'm her mother.

(Phil sighing, baby grunting)

(Door opening)

- State the reason for the trip.

The system could not register your answer.

Please try again.

(Phone clicking)

(Baby whining)

(Evelyn sobbing)

- Hello?

I saw you on the news!

Your foundation made quite a splash.

You know, I always knew you'd take care of us.

And now look at you.

You're looking after everyone else's kids.

Philip?

Is something wrong?

- Evelyn left.

She took Charlotte.

(Exhaling sharply)

- Oh...

W-w-w...

what did you do?

(Sobbing)

I did everything.

- Ah...

I'm sorry, I--I--I can't...

I can't handle seeing you this way.

(Phil crying)

(Door opening, Phil grunting)

(Door closing, Phil crying))

(Door opening)

- Hey.

You can't just lay here for days.

This shithole would depress anybody.

I mean, what happened?

Did she actually cheat on you?

I mean, something must have happened.

She wouldn't just leave you over nothing.

Thank you.

(Clears throat)

Whatever it is, I'm here for you, Bro.

(♪ Alternative rock on stereo ♪)

(Baby cooing, Evelyn making whisping noises)

(Birds chirping)

(Sniffing)

- Ugh!

No, no, no, no, no.

Fuck!

(Groaning)

- What happened?

- God! - What?

- You drank last night.

- What?

No, I didn't. You did.

- Why?

Why do you keep doing this?

- Life would be boring otherwise.

(Sighing)

- It doesn't matter what I do.

You're never gonna change, are you?

(Exhaling sharply)

I'm done.

(Baby cooing)

(Evelyn blowing raspberries, baby giggling)

(Blowing raspberries)

(Talking, indistinct)

(Talking, indistinct)

- Oops!

- Your foundation's generous commitment

will help build our new wing.

- Well, Montreal Children's is very close to my heart.

- Thank you. - Have a good day.

- You too.

(Elevator beeping)

- You really want full custody?

It's a bit overkill, don't you think?

- You have to go through my lawyers, Pat.

- I'm your friend.

- I know your "friend" technique.

- I'm not playing. - And neither am I.

I want full custody.

Ev gets visiting rights. That's it.

(Scoffing)

- Why are you making Charlotte pay for your break-up?

- I have more free time, more resources.

I can afford staff to help. - I won't let you do this.

- Wait a minute, you're her lawyer?

Ooh, I'm scared.

(Chuckling)

- You faked an accident just to get her back.

How do you think a judge will take that?

- Ev neglected to go to the doctor

when she had a fever.

- Witnesses saw you drive like a maniac

to stop her from going on tour.

- She cares more about

her career than she does her own daughter.

- Her friend saw you push Ev down the stairs!

- That was an accident!

Look, she said it herself that she regrets

having a child with me.

She doesn't even want Charlotte.

And if she cared about her so much,

then why--then why'd she leave in the first place?

- I get it.

I get it, you're hurt.

You know how this goes.

Custody battles get ugly.

Is that really what you want?

- Two hundred K.

- What?

- More?

All right, I'll give you $500,000

to convince her to give me full custody.

- Oh my God!

You've got to be kidding. - Name your price, Pat.

I know you have one. - She's my sister.

What the fuck is the matter with you?

Absolutely not!

Phil...

(Exhaling sharply)

...if you keep acting like this,

Ev will never want to speak to you again,

let alone let you see your child.

I'm telling you this as a friend.

- (Naomi): Hello.

(Talking, indistinct)

- It's nice to see you.

- Hi, Charlotte.

Hello.

- Hi. - What a nice surprise visit!

- Yeah.

Um, actually, I'm ready to come back.

- Uh, there's no rush.

You still have a couple months left on your mat leave.

- Well, things have changed.

Phil and I...

It's over.

- Well, that's great.

I mean, to have you back.

It's so good to see you.

(Chuckling)

- Hey.

I, uh, was wondering if maybe I could take Charlotte.

Just take her for a walk just around here, like,

the park maybe.

Ev, I don't want to go through lawyers--

- Phil, you filed for full custody.

- I withdrew.

I think you and I can do this together,

the right way, for Charlotte's sake.

♪ ♪ ♪

She had a hard time falling asleep last night

so I, uh, I had to take one of your sweaters

and put it in her crib.

(Chuckling)

She went right out. - Ah!

- Guess it was the smell or something.

- Did you miss Mommy?

- So, listen, uh, it's not a big deal,

but you still have a lot of stuff at the house.

I don't know if you want me to pack it up and drop it off,

or if you want to come by.

- I'm still sorting out my living arrangements

if that's OK.

- Yeah. Yeah, of course.

- OK.

(Chuckling)

- So, we still on for Friday?

- Yeah, she has agua class in the morning.

But Friday afternoon is good. - Great.

OK, I'll see you Friday.

Bye.

Have a good day.

- Yeah, you too.

- He shoots... - Oh! Oh!

- He scores!

(Cheering)

- All right, time out. Time out.

Goalie needs an ego break.

(Eric talking, indistinct)

How are things?

(Tucker talking, indistinct)

- Yeah, good. Good.

We're sorting it out.

- Yeah.

Should we, uh, finalize the divorce agreement?

- Uh, there's no rush.

- Hmm, it's been a month.

- I don't want to rock the boat, you know?

- Well, in, uh, in my experience,

it's best to get it over with sooner rather than later.

That way, you can both move on.

- You don't have to worry.

Your sister's gonna be well taken care of.

- Ah, all right.

Ah! OK, OK!

- (Eric): Good job. - All right, guys.

- Time in? - Prepare to die!

- Pass!

(Fork clanging)

(Inhaling deeply)

- The average temperature in the Sahara Desert ranges

from 86 degrees during the day to around 50 degrees at night.

The Sahara Desert--

(Sighing)

(Sniffing)

(Babies whining)

(Water splashing)

(♪ Whistling ♪)

- What are you doing here?

- Oh, I just wanted to see her swim.

- Is that your underwear?

- Yeah.

It'd pass for a swimsuit, right?

- No.

- Yeah, didn't think so.

Is Daddy already embarrassing you?

♪ ♪ ♪

(Laughing)

I was worried that this is...

I'm glad we're OK...

you know, for--for Charlotte's sake.

- Yeah, me too.

(♪ Classical ♪)

- Two screwdrivers, please. - What?

Are we back in college? - Exactly.

I've been waiting seven years for you to finish that drink.

You abandoned me for him.

- I wonder where I'd be now if I had gone to Prague.

- Well, to the lost years. - Thank you.

No, don't say that.

It wasn't all bad.

- Uh, he derailed you.

- No.

(♪ Club techno ♪)

I was in love.

At least I felt that once in my life.

- Oh boy...

- To no regrets.

- I can toast to that.

Yeah! He's cute. - Why?

You'd do it? - Ev, I would have.

(Giggling)

- Well, that's true.

(Phone chiming)

Shit.

- What? Philip?

- No, it's Charlotte.

No, I have to go.

- So then after swimming, you know,

she started running this mild temperature.

- And you gave her a Tylenol? - Yeah, and cold compresses.

But I could tell that she was having trouble breathing.

She was so stuffed up.

So I tried to use one of those sucker things,

but every time I got it near her,

she started squirming.

- Yeah, you have to hold her arms up.

- Ah...

Well, I ended up using my mouth.

- Wait, you sucked out her snot?

- Yeah, I had to.

You wouldn't have?

(Laughing)

- No.

- This will help her breathing.

It's easier to administer with two people.

I'll show you so you can do it at home.

So, hold her head with your arm.

- Yeah, like this? - Exactly.

Put this over her nose and mouth.

- OK. - Yes.

- And push the pump once. - Once.

- One, two, three. There, done.

- Nice! Mommy and Daddy got you.

- Great teamwork, you two.

- Thanks.

(Chuckling)

(Door opening, machine beeping)

♪ ♪ ♪

♪♪ They say it's a matter of time ♪

♪ 1000 days and the sun won't shine ♪

♪ Before I come back to you ♪

♪ And I'm happy ♪

♪ Nothing's going to stop me ♪

♪ I'm making my way home... ♪

- I love you, Ev.

- Phil...

I thought I was clear.

We're doing well as Charlotte's parents, but...

you and I is over.

(♪ Vocalizing ♪)

♪ And I'm happy ♪

♪ Nothing's going to stop me ♪

♪ I'm making my way home ... ♪♪

Philip...

Phil!

(Tires squealing, glass shattering)

(Machine beeping)

(Groaning)

- Yeah, he's OK.

OK, be quick.

All right?

(Machine beeping)

What the hell happened, man?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

(Groaning)

(Groaning)

- What were you thinking?

(Sobbing)

- The cops want to see you.

Repeat after me:

"I got distracted and I made a mistake."

OK?

(Sniffling)

Just tell me you didn't do this on purpose, man.

I'll believe you.

You didn't, right?

Fuck!

(Groaning)

- I hope you die.

(Machine beeping)

- Here's some ice water.

(Coughing)

- Where's my phone?

- It got lost in the accident.

- My clothes?

- I think they--they must have taken them.

(Sighing)

Whoa, what are you doing?

- Here, help me up. - Tell me what you want.

I'll go get it.

- I need to go home. - No, stop. You can't--

- Hey, I have never asked you for anything in your life

and I am asking you this now, please, will you help me?

I can't live with what I've done.

(Groaning, sniffling)

- At some point,

you're gonna have to tell me what's going on here.

- You just have to trust me.

Ah! - You good?

- Go up to my office,

grab the papers from my top drawer.

- Using the keypad, select your desired destination.

For the year 2022, press one.

For 2021, press two.

For 202 --

(Phone beeping)

- Here.

This is the strongest stuff I could find.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

(Exhaling slowly)

Come on.

I'm gonna take you back to the hospital.

- Stop, sit down. We gotta wait.

- Wait for what? What are you doing?

Hmm?

What do you want to do?

You want to kill yourself?

Is that it?

Do you want to...

you want to die?

- Not exactly.

- Then what?

(Doorbell ringing)

(Whispering): Fuck.

(Clears throat, phone chiming)

- Evelyn Landry?

- Yeah?

- What is this about?

- We have some questions in regards to the accident.

- Wait !

Who are you?

Where are you taking me?

- Good morning, my love.

- What?

- I've never felt this way about anyone else before.

- W-what are you doing here? - You invited me over.

A-are you OK?

- What the fuck?

What day is it?

- Uh, Thursday.

- No, t-the month! - June?

- The year!

- Did you hit your head?

- Fuck!

Fuck!

(Elevator chiming)

(Baby crying)

Charlotte?

Is that Charlotte?

- It's Grace.

Baby G is not in a party mood.

(Baby crying, Eric shushing)

- Ev, I'm so glad you could come.

Are you OK? Um... - Philip?

Phil, what am I doing here? - Excuse me?

- What did you do? - Do you guys know each other?

- No. No, we've never met. - No, it's your thing.

- What?

- Yeah, Plan B. - I--I'm sorry. I--

- Yeah, you sent me here! - Whoa! Hey! I'm so--

- You sent me here!

- I have no idea what you're talking about.

(Woman speaking French)

- Charlotte! - Charlotte?

Who's Charlotte? - Ah! You killed my baby!

- Hey, hey, hey! Ev! - You killed my baby!

- Stop it! Stop! Stop! - You killed her!

What am I doing here?

- Ev...

- Pat...

(Gasping)

♪ ♪ ♪

- What...

(Sobbing)

(Breathing heavily)

(Gasping)

(Sighing)

- Nothing has ever been solved by lying in bed for days on end.

I don't know if it was that knock to your head,

but this stops now.

Tomorrow, you have a flight to Prague.

You have a choice: you can get on that plane and play music

or lie here and be stuck in one spot forever.

What will it be, Ev?

This will pass, everything does.

You have a big life ahead of you, Evie.

Go get after it.

- (Whispering): Thank you.

(Bells chiming)

(Woman making announcement in French over PA)

- You're the best!

I'm gonna miss you!

- Final call for boarding. All passengers on flight...

(Woman making announcement in French over PA)

♪ ♪ ♪

- Tired?

You'll be great.

- I'm not worried about the concert.

- Is it the big question then?

I'll say yes.

- To what?

- I know you brought me here

to introduce me to your parents...

(Giggling)

...and ask me to marry you.

- Don't push your luck.

- Come here.

(Talking, indistinct)

(Sighing, door closing)

(Engine starting, revving)

(Door opening)

(Door closing, footsteps approaching)

- You have a good time?

- Why aren't you in bed?

(Scoffing)

He is my daughter's father.

I want to have a good relationship with him

for her sake.

- Of course.

But it's almost midnight.

- I am about to have your baby.

How much more reassurance do you need?

- Loads.

Tons, actually.

(Exhaling sharply)

I'm sorry.

I'm trying, I really am.

I'm...

(Inhaling deeply, exhaling sharply)

I don't want to be this guy.

Sometimes, I get...

(Sighing)

I can't help it.

- I know, baby.

And I see you trying.

(Chuckling)

(♪ Classical ♪)

- There's no story. - I want the real story.

- I want the real story too.

- Oh my God!

Uh, don't move. Don't move.

Stay there.

- What are you doing? - Shh!

That Keas exec, she's there.

Ugh! I'm with Eric tonight.

- No, Pat, it's the No. 1 rule.

You don't fuck the client!

- How the fuck do you think we got the contract?

OK, just stand there and, um, pretend we're having, like,

an important conversation, OK?

- Mm-hmm. - I'm sure she's gonna go away.

She can't interrupt something so...

- Hey. Hey. - Sorry.

Little one keeps on pushing on my bladder.

- Oh, don't do that.

(Chuckling)

- So, I'll be...

- (Evelyn): Just wait a sec.

- Oh, there's the star!

- Hey. - Bravo, ma soeur.

- (Eric): Bravo! - Thank you.

- That was incredibly moving. - Truly. Truly.

We're so happy your brother forced us to come.

(Laughing)

- We're really glad to have you home.

- Seriously, congratulations.

- Thank you.

- So, what? Are we hungry?

That place around the corner we just heard about. Hmm?

- Philip?

- You're not gonna hit me again, are you?

- I was so angry with you...

for a long time.

When we first met, it was so intense.

Love at first sight, I guess.

But life with you was impossible.

You hurt me so much.

But I want to tell you that...

my anger, my resentment...

my hate for you...

it's over.

I'm happy.

I'm doing what I love.

(Chuckling)

You think I'm crazy.

(Chuckling)

I don't care.

I had to tell you.

- I don't know if it will make you feel

any better, but...

I'm sorry for the pain you think I could have caused you...

and Charlotte.

♪ ♪ ♪

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