All language subtitles for La.Faille.S03E07.720p.SBS.WEB DL.AAC2.0.H.264 Spud17

I’m here to make peace.
With Louise, Leopold and you.

that’s an extra 10 million
square feet added to the estate.

It's not me
you should apologise to.

It’s Emile and Veronique.

Veronique and I brought sweets.

Do you think someone put
something in them, like LSD?

I can’t carry all of this on that.

You can. And you will.

Uncle! Uncle!

You’ve known
who your father was for a while.

When Vero died, you stopped talking,
but never stopped listening.

Let alone understanding.

I kept talking,
but it’s never been the same since.

Emile. Emile!

Do you remember the next day
when we were in the orchard?

We were like... empty inside.

What’s wrong?

Then a crow showed up.
Then another.

And another.

I never understood
why you got so mad.

The tree.

You knew Marie-Therese
was buried there?

Leopold told you because
he knew you wouldn’t tell?

Was it you who dug her up
the other night?

And the hen, was that you too?

Why? Have you something to tell me?
Something you did?

THE WALL

Emile!

Emile!

Calm down...

Take it easy, honey.

What did you say to him?

Easy, honey.
Look at me. Look at me.

Open your mouth.
Open your mouth.

Yes. Easy, honey.

It’s for your own good,
you know that.

Right? Easy, honey.

Easy.

Leopold was right. Your mother
probably realised before we did

that we loved each other
more than just as siblings.

- Does that shock you?
- Obviously.

So Vero was Emile’s half-sister?

They had a connection.

No one could calm him down
like Vero.

Claire does what she can
to take her place, but...

it’ll never be the same.

You okay?

- Emile had another tantrum?
- Can you take him home?

I need to talk to Celine.

At least with Claire,
I needn’t worry about when I’m gone.

- I understand.
- Leopold will be gone soon too.

You’ll inherit everything.

The house, the land, the orchard.

So he said.

I have a proposition for you.

A big project that will secure
the Jolicoeur family’s future.

- I want you on board.
- Why me? Leopold’s still around.

He trusts you implicitly.

- Decisions must be made...
- I don’t know, Auntie.

Come to our house tonight at 7.
Everyone will be there.

Come and hear me out.

I hear your uncle is in hospital.

He gets out this afternoon.
Now go.

Father Sebastien bankrupted
the abbey by himself.

I neither stopped nor scammed him.

- Why would I care?
- Wait.

I spent last night trying to summon up
my memories of the night when...

And?

- Maybe if we both went back...
- Bye.

You know, I think...

It’s crazy,
but I think I love you.

I know. Me too, I...

I just want you to know

that it’s true,
despite what I’m about to do.

What?

Xavier!

We got permission from the monks.
We’ll have the perfect view.

Okay, I’ll call you back.

Why are you here?

- I can’t let this happen.
- Really? Why?

Sure, nab McNeil at the border,
but I can’t let my uncle go to prison.

- You’re protecting Simon? You hate him!
- He's still a Jolicoeur.

If he gets away with it,
Olivia will pay, and you don’t care?

Olivia will be safe
if you do what I say.

If Simon warns McNeil,
the whole thing will fall apart.

- Do what I say, or I’ll call McNeil.
- You little bastard!

35 years I’ve waited for my chance.
I won’t let you wreck this for me.

Excuse me,
I’m looking for Alex Theberge.

Thanks.

Is this where
they questioned you in ’86?

Yes.

- I have questions for your partner.
- He went to get lunch.

Celine, I’m freaking out.
The abbot’s murder...

- What do you have?
- Nothing.

Or almost nothing.

Come here.

Father Sebastien
headed to the grotto around 10 p.m.

Probably with the aim
of hanging himself.

Are you sure he made the noose?

Not 100%,
but the rope’s from the abbey.

Why drag a rope for 2 kilometres
if he didn’t intend to use it?

Virtually bankrupting the abbey
might explain what he did.

- No, what he intended to do.
- Exactly.

Someone accelerated the process.
Why?

To keep Damien
from buying the monks’ estate?

No one, not even Father Isaac,

knew how bad the abbey’s
finances were,

let alone that Damien
aimed to buy the estate.

- If anyone knew, the Jolicoeurs did.
- I spoke to Damien this morning.

Even he doubts the Jolicoeurs
would kill for business.

I agree.

- It’s not impossible, but I don’t see it.
- It’s not about business.

But your family
might still try to take advantage.

They’re already on it.

It’s not just about the motive.
Got any solid evidence?

The arrow found in the woods?

Mrs McNeil says a brunette from the inn
stole her crossbow and feathers

then mysteriously disappeared.

- And the blood on the arrow?
- The brunette could certainly tell us.

We’re looking for her.

- Okay, if it’s not business, what is it?
- A statement?

- The killer was sending a message?
- I thought it might be a gay thing.

I told you about
St Sebastian and the arrows.

But if every gay monk
got shot with arrows...

There must be something else.

- Revenge?
- What if it’s a diversion?

Maybe the whole St Sebastian thing

was the killer making a fake statement
to hide his true motive.

- Theberge.
- Boss, you’ll never guess.

We got an anonymous call
about that brunette,

your neighbour at Karen’s inn,
I found her.

At the monastery.

Johnny, can I have a word?

Olivia, I need to understand
what happened.

You were nearby when Father Sebastien
was killed and you were injured.

Someone shot you
and someone took you back to the inn.

Did you see the killer?
Could someone with you have seen him?

Olivia, you’re safe here.
No need to be scared.

I'm not scared.

Not for me.

Then who?

I might tell you. Tomorrow.

In 1986,
Damien was obviously drugged.

Why didn’t you investigate?

He wouldn’t tell me what he’d taken.

We found weed in his clothes.

It was more than pot.
That’s obvious. It wasn’t alcohol either.

Okay, let’s go.

- Where to?
- I don’t know. To explore nature.

- Treasure hunt!
- Yes! Yes!

Come on, Celine. It’ll be fun.

The first to find
a squirrel’s nest wins.

Yes!

When we went out exploring,
they were already out of it.

Squirrels’ nests
are too hard to find.

\Ne could look for something
on the ground.

Like an ants’ nest.

- Someone’s here!
- Where?

I’m really starting to trip.

- Let’s go back to the fire.
- No! There’s no one here.

Are you sure you didn’t
hallucinate the monster face?

If you’d described the guy better...

So it’s my fault?

For Veronique’s autopsy...

you’ll have to explain why you
didn’t even request a blood test.

- We only had the head.
- You’re telling me that?

It was cold that night.
Back then, we couldn’t test frozen blood.

And the blood in the shack? The head
didn’t have time to fully freeze.

The coroner didn’t even try.

We had no reason to believe
there was a drug angle to the murder.

Hard drugs weren’t
that common then.

If you’d known what it was,
you could’ve sourced it.

Look, I was 24.
I wasn’t the lead, McNeil was.

He’s been incommunicado
for three days.

There are holes in this case.

I’m going there,
I’ll break in if need be.

Today?

- Why not?
- Speaking of hard drugs...

Weren’t they circulating
the streets back then?

- Spit it out.
- There was a guy around your age

who smuggled US drugs
to sell at the high school.

- We never caught him, but...
- Who?

Simon Jolicoeur.

- He only sold hash.
- No.

In 1986,
he’d moved on to blotter acid.

What do you want?

Celine Trudeau’s coming to you.

You kidding me?

I tried to put her off,
but it only slowed her down.

Shit!

Stay here, there’s a cop coming.

Don’t move.

Well, well, well.
If it isn’t little Celine.

I knew you’d come here
sooner or later.

- How’s that?
- You’re that kind of girl.

The kind who knows a botched
investigation when she sees one?

It was 1986
and shitty old Applegrove.

I didn’t botch the investigation.
I did my best with what I had.

Wasn’t it your job to relay
key details to the coroner?

- You mean the blood tests.
- The lack thereof!

- Johnny didn’t tell you?
- What?

Veronique Jolicoeur’s head.
Johnny took it down and brought it in.

He didn’t know what to do with it,
so he put it in the freezer.

Completely ruined
what was left of her blood.

I’m laughing now
but I gave him shit back then.

Kept it quiet of course.

But why do you think Johnny in his lifetime
never got a promotion?

The theory of the psycho drifter,
do you believe that?

No witnesses.
No prints in the sugar shack.

DNA? Forget it.

The local tough guys who might have
wanted to... all had strong alibis.

Simon Jolicoeur looked for his brother
in the woods all night.

Why wasn’t that in your report?

I talked to Simon
and to the lunatic...

- Emile.
- Right.

Maybe the report got lost.
There was no trace of them on the scene.

They loved her like a sister.

I also know Veronique had a lover
she saw in secret.

- First time I hear that.
- Maybe if you’d looked...

It’s been 35 years!
Give me a break!

Why was the body never found?
It must be hidden on abbey grounds.

We did a search, but at night.

What can I say? The wind picked up.
Millions of leaves fell.

We couldn’t turn over
every dead leaf.

- Why do I think that suited you?
- Get off my property!

- So, the girl?
- She won’t say anything.

Keep her overnight.
She’ll be chattier tomorrow.

You seem sure of yourself.

What happens tonight
to make her talk tomorrow?

Nothing! A night in lockup
usually gets a girl talking.

- Can I talk to the girl you arrested?

What for?

Come here.

What do you want, Celine?
You think I did something to Vero?

- Why do you ask that?
- Everyone knows why you came back.

Let’s say I came back for that.

And let’s say I found out
you were selling drugs back then.

Yes?

Who did you sell acid to
the night Veronique died?

Who did you sell to
the previous week?

- What’s the connection?
- Just answer.

- I don’t remember.
- You do, Simon.

Like me, you remember
everything that happened that day.

And like me, some things
you choose not to remember.

Simon?

Simon! Simon!

Listen to me!

But trust me, it’s in there.

If you look, you’ll find it.

I didn’t sell it to anyone.
I’d just gotten ten sheets of it.

I thought I’d make a pile of cash
with Halloween parties.

But I spent the night
chasing after Emile.

He’d never run away at night before,
so Mum freaked out.

I found him in the woods
and brought him back.

Where did you find him?
What time?

Around 2 a.m.

Near the monks’ grotto.

So near where it happened.

And you didn’t see
or hear anything?

No.

If I’d been there at the right time,
I could’ve done something.

Anyway...

Is that all?

Oh my God!

The bedspread...
I feel like she might just appear.

I still feel that every morning.

She was good at everything.

But what impressed me the most
was her sewing.

Hang on.

That’s beautiful!

The soldier?

- I’d never seen that one before.
- It’s the last one she made.

She wanted it to be realistic.

She succeeded.

But she didn’t usually make
modern outfits.

- Was it for a play?
- I don’t know. Why do you ask?

Isn’t it a good idea? Simon and McNeil
will never look for you here.

You should have told me your plan.

I figured you’d be more convincing
if you thought the arrest was real.

And you’re beautiful
when you’re mad.

What’s up?

You knew exactly
where to find the girl.

I think you knew
she’s Elena Asmussen’s daughter.

She did two years
for arms trafficking.

Explain yourself
or you’ll be in lockup too.

I think I know what’s going on.

It started 26 years ago, when you were
investigating Veronique’s murder.

Celine Trudeau,
please leave a message.

Celine, it’s your mother.
Call me.

Yes, I took Veronique’s head
down from the tree.

I brought it here
and put it in the freezer.

In the freezer?

Okay, boss.

But McNeil ordered me to.

- Why didn’t you say so?
- No one would’ve believed me.

McNeil would’ve had me killed.
He’s crazy.

Everyone’s always been scared of him.
He thrives on that.

I was a rookie. I didn’t know
it’d prevent the blood analysis.

Why tell you to freeze it?

- Seems you already know.
- I’d rather hear it from you.

I think someone paid him.

- Any proof?
- He ruined my reputation.

He retired and moved to the US
six months later.

- I have no concrete evidence, but...
- Now you’re about to get revenge?

Yes.

At last.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, we’re together now.

We can’t give up.

We’re not just doing this for us.

It’s also for my father,
for his dignity.

- And for our son.
- Xavier left home cursing us.

- He’ll get nothing more from us.
- He’s our blood, Kevin.

- Your dad’s dead.
- His memory is alive.

I won’t have it sullied.

Simon and Karen!

- Come in!
- Hi.

- Are we dressed up enough?
- Oh, come on, you look great.

- We’re in a hurry.
- Well, then, come in.

Come in! Come in! Come in!

What’s wrong with you?
Has to be now?

You know what you cost me in front
of the border guards for an hour?

Get up! Come on!

If it’s that safe why don’t you do it?

If it was 100% safe
you wouldn’t be here, dumb arse.

Now you can forget about your share.
Fuck!

What’s worth the most
is the monks’ land

with its 10 kilometres
of waterfront.

But if we bring in
all our surrounding land

and give lake access
to all non-waterfront properties,

the value of the whole thing

would be doubled at least.

Maybe with a real estate development,
but we haven’t the money.

With what we gain
by joining forces,

I guarantee we’ll be liquid enough
for the bank to lend us millions.

We’re not big players, but the monks
would rather sell to locals

than strangers, and since
the Morencys are out of the running...

Kevin, what do you think?

- I must say I have my doubts.
- Like what?

Don’t be led by your wife’s scruples.
We don’t need her approval.

Uncle Leopold will never go for it.

No, but I could convince Celine.

- Celine?
- Right, she’s on her way here.

I’ll think about it,
but we have to get going.

And if anyone asks,
we were here tonight.

Excuse me.

I’m not here to shame you.

- You’re not going anywhere.
- Out of my way, turd.

Wait. What’s happening?

It’ll happen in a few minutes.
On your land, on the American border.

You contacted
Elena Asmussen in prison?

And she became a mole in Simon
and McNeil’s smuggling operation?

She was sick of her life of crime.

But Simon and McNeil said
she owed them a job.

Police! Out of the vehicle!

Out of the car! Hands in the air!

Shit! Now McNeil will think
it was me who framed him!

It was that or five years in prison.
So you’re welcome!

Do you know how much
that’ll cost me?

That’s Celine.

She came.

Sit down.

I’m here to talk about our land,
but not this land.

I’m here because in 1986,
only a few days after Veronique died,

Aunt Louise sold a plot of land
the family had owned since 1910.

Right behind the land
your father had left to Simon.

She sold it to Sandford McNeil.
For one dollar.

She did him that favour

so he’d destroy evidence
against the murderer.

What?
Do you have any evidence for this?

I have a copy of the land’s deed of sale
and a policeman’s testimony.

What nonsense! Mere gossip.

Mum...

Tell them what happened.

Or I will.

It’s my fault.

Early in the evening,

I noticed that Emile’s bottle
of diazepam had disappeared.

I’d hidden it well,
but he found it.

If Emile takes too much,
he gets all crazy.

We looked all over for him.

When we found him...

My baby!

What happened? Tell Mummy!

Tell me! Mummy won’t be mad.

I did everything I could
to keep it quiet.

Because it wasn’t his fault.

It was the medication.

Don’t forget you’re a Jolicoeur.

That means
you won’t say a word, okay?

Simon left home.

And he never came back,
until today.

The next day,

McNeil came by.

He’d found some of Emile’s things
in the sugar shack.

And fingerprints, probably.
He made an offer, I accepted.

Emile killed Veronique?

How could you hide that from us?

I’d just lost Simon.
I didn’t want to lose you too.

You think I’d have
betrayed my brother?

I didn’t know how you’d react.

We all loved Vero so much.

She’ll catch up to him.

Emile!

Emile!

Celine?

Emile!

Emile!

What’s with the stick?

Listen to me, Emile.

- What was that?
- He’s trying to tell us something.

You saw what happened,
but it wasn’t you, was it?

“Hell is empty
and all the devils are here!”

Celine, listen to me.

I need to tell you something.

The murderer...

had an accomplice.

Diazepam was mixed with the vodka.

I barely took a swig.

But Veronique and Damien...

Another serious side effect of diazepam.

It causes pregnant women to miscarry.

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