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He's dead.

- His last letter to you! - He was a filthy egotist.

Justine inherited 60% of Blue Moon.

- Really? - I'm your partner now.

I want to continue what you 2 built.

What do we do?

With whom and why?

Major operations coming up.

I need an elite unit:

IT, intelligence.

Covert ops.

I'll go along.

Why you here?

My name's not Laurier here.

It's Laplante.

They mustn't know who I am.

- We don't reform folk. - I don't want that.

Don't keep answering back!

You've just kicked out

our main shareholder.

She holds a 60% stake.

You could've said.

Justine

is Yves Laurier's daughter. - No!

She's staying?

- Seems so. - She can't.

It mustn't become our problem.

How will I look?

- I kicked her out! - She won't worry.

- You should've told me. - Talk to her.

- It's the best way. - Benoît...

Can we talk?

Fix things with him.

He needs to get used to it.

- Are you staying? - Does it bother you?

I saw you grow up. Now you're my partner.

It's just a bit hard to deal with.

It was all so quick. I'm just not prepared.

Nothing will change. Put me in the team.

We'll sort it.

Yes.

Bring them in.

Sorry, I have a meeting.

Benoît implied: "You're not wanted here. Go."

Not like him.

Maybe, but that was his message.

Take your time. Maybe it was all too fast.

I own over half of the shares.

I won't wait 2 years to find out what they do.

Selling the shares isn't an option?

We know you sell everything.

No. I wouldn't sell my boyfriend, I'd give him away.

Do you have Dad's computer?

Yes.

It's the company's. I need to take it back.

OK. Give me a moment.

I just want to finish this sentence.

What're you doing here?

2 days after you left, we were relieved.

I asked for leave.

They granted it.

I had to see you.

Félix...

You shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have what? Kissed you?

Come back.

I've become main shareholder of a big company.

I haven't...

I can't be in love. I've too many things to do.

Back in a moment.

- Yes? - Is this a bad time?

Another surprise.

I'm off.

Bye.

Not a good time?

Perfect timing.

Can we talk?

Right, then...

I wanna tell you why I let you go.

- My behaviour? - Yes.

You didn't gel with Francis.

Chloé neither.

I just got back from a war.

My dad dies.

I inherit his firm. He never cared before.

4 days later, I'm in a selection camp.

OK, I understand.

Let's bury the hatchet and move on, eh?

OK.

I should've phoned, but I live just nearby...

That's good to know.

- Anything you need... - Maybe flour someday.

- Hi. - Hi.

If you wanna fire me, let's not waste time.

No need to get defensive. It's the opposite.

You're the IT expert. Not me.

I need this all copied.

Not just the files. A clone of the hard drive.

Is that all?

That's all. No threats, see?

White OK for you?

Perfect.

Know what our problem is?

We're very alike.

We react to things the same way.

We have the same faults.

We'll end up getting on well: definitely.

What do you think?

I don't do operations on the ground.

Bob's in charge of that.

But I'm telling you now that this operation

stays within these 4 walls. We're working

with the police.

We've earned their trust over time

so I want all information to remain here.

We're going to destroy a cannabis plantation.

We call it a weed field, Bob.

Weed fields. The police have asked us to plan a strike.

Milan will tell you how.

At night, 4 or 5 students watch the plantations.

Students?

A paid summer job.

They earn $500-600 a week just to watch.

Any problems, they call the tough guys.

We'll have full assault equipment

in case shots are fired.

- And the police? - They'll arrest them.

We surprise them.

We don't have the authority to arrest?

We're subcontractors, not a police station.

And if they fire?

They won't. We'll get them before.

Why are we doing it if it's a police job?

We're there because they asked us to be there.

We've a job to do and we do it.

The rest is none of our business.

- Is that clear? - Yes.

Alright! Gear up.

It was a legitimate question.

Even if you got into shit, you did well.

If I get shot at, I'll shoot back.

I've cloned the disk and also put it on a computer.

- Great. - I didn't look.

And didn't make a copy.

Good thinking.

Justine. Come with me.

My God...

He still thinks he's in boot camp.

She pinched my butt.

She likes you.

Deleting files

Behind that door on the right

is enough coke and amphetamine to make half the nation high.

Really?

A drug lab.

We do the pot field, then we come here.

You often do anti-drug ops?

It happens.

This has been on the cards for ages.

Using us in the country, OK. But here in town?

The door's reinforced I want you to blow it up.

You keeping Blue Moon?

That's a Benoît question.

Normally I wouldn't say this,

but since you could be our boss,

there's things you need to know.

Such as?

I was your dad's right-hand man.

Benoît's right-hand man is Milan.

You didn't know who I was.

He confided in you?

I knew he had 2 daughters. I never met you.

What were Benoît and he like?

Good friends.

They didn't always agree, but they got on.

Another thing you need to know.

I never

run errands for Benoît Lebel.

- I think we'd better go. - Yep. You learn fast.

Main road's here. Business is done there.

According to our sources, the middleman

is this guy.

Dany Lagarde.

The link between the bosses and guys on the ground.

As a rule, he's there from 7-9pm.

They have meetings every Tuesday.

Once he leaves and the men return, we nail them.

Milan.

We wait. When they say "Go", we go.

1 man here, then every 6 metres.

Enter the field. Once in position, hide

and await orders.

A helicopter will track you.

Your mobiles have a location app.

- Francis. - Yes?

We take the guard.

Alright.

Advance slowly into the middle.

When the men arrive,

we rush them.

Once they're down, the cops take over. We go.

That's phase 1.

After that,

the fun begins.

Justine?

Then we go to Mile-Ex. The police'll arrive

after us: we have to neutralise these 2 guys.

My job is to open the door and get you in.

BV en route, 500m from target.

What's up?

HQ to Control.

- Yes. - What you doing?

Waiting for the chopper.

- We'll miss the lab. - Calm down. It'll be OK.

Don't tell me to calm down! We'll miss it!

BV to Control. Final pass. No one visible.

Good. We'll proceed.

BV, copy that.

Let's go. We finish before nightfall.

BV in position.

U2 to OP,

permission to cross the canal.

It's clear. Go.

- Identify them. - OK.

1: Milan.

2: Francis.

3: Justine.

4: Cassandra.

5: Chloé.

6: Louis.

7: Jérémie.

Control here.

Keep quiet. Stand by.

Fuck...

- Can't he go elsewhere? - Control

to V40, keep your distance.

BV, roger that.

It's taking ages.

I don't recall you being a moaner.

- I'll return to my position. - OK.

- Ciao. - OK. Ciao.

Have a good week.

OK. U1 to Control.

Control to U1, we wait. Not yet.

I'm off to work.

Control to HQ. Stand by.

What's up?

Dany Lagarde's en route to Montreal.

Control to all units. Stand by.

Go, go, go!

Hands up!

- On the ground! - Don't move!

Don't move!

Hands on head!

Fuck!

Someone shot at me!

I think Justine's been hit.

Ask for confirmation.

HQ to Control.

Is Justine OK?

Control to HQ. Affirmative.

Justine is OK.

OK, you guys!

You're under arrest for growing cannabis.

As of now, you have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say may be used against you.

You'll have the right to consult an attorney.

I swear someone shot at me.

Which direction?

I dunno, but I heard it.

There's a mark, see.

We all here?

- No. Louis is missing. - Eh?

He's not here.

Control to U5.

No answer?

Control to U5. Answer. Louis!

- Let's see... - Answer!

- Time's running out. - Look for him!

Come on!

- Find something? - Shit!

Louis! It's me.

It's Justine. It's OK, OK.

I'm here.

It's Justine, Louis.

Look at me.

Open your eyes.

It's OK...

Louis, I'm here.

- I'll go. - They'll sort it.

We do our job.

- Will he be OK? - Justine.

I know it's hard, but we must finish what we began.

They'll sort it.

Justine.

- Trust me. - OK.

OK. It'll be fine.

Let's go!

Control to HQ.

I hear you.

- Good to go? - Yes. I'm off to the hospital.

Do you have a copy of the infrared recording?

A copy of what's on screen.

Ask the pilot for his recording.

No other copies are to be made without my say-so. OK?

Yes, boss.

Hands up!

Hands on the car!

Go, go, go!

On the ground!

On your knees!

On your knees!

Hands behind your back!

Come on! Hands behind your head!

We don't want to kill.

Who's he? I've seen him before.

I'm starting to wonder who you hang with.

Mr Lebel.

Hello. How's it going?

Not too good. He was shot in the neck.

Major blood loss.

OK, everyone.

Back to HQ.

I want to go and see Louis.

- Me too, Bob. - Me too.

- OK. Hospital, then. - I'll come later.

Let's go.

Well?

- He's with the doc. - Is he OK?

I don't know. What happened?

Everything was fine.

A shot was fired. There was chaos.

We regrouped by the van.

We looked for Louis. He was down.

He was shot in the neck.

He's stable.

He's pretty damaged.

Oh yeah?

I've often had to testify

as a ballistics expert.

A bullet creates a wound by spinning forward.

A bullet fired from a gun

spins like this.

The bullet that caused Louis' wound

was tumbling over itself like this.

Which means the bullet changed trajectory

before he was hit in the throat.

It deflected?

Exactly.

I think a bullet ricocheted off me.

Depends on angles, but it's highly possible.

The bullet's totally deformed.

Plus, it was rotating:

that's what caused major tissue damage.

I called his wife. She's on her way.

Hurry up.

We ain't got all night.

What have you heard?

After the funeral, she barged her way in.

It wasn't like that.

It ain't good news, anyhow.

- She nearly died tonight. - How?

She was shot at. Bulletproof vest saved her.

Tell her vest to stay out of it.

All's fine up to here.

Justine, Jérémie, Chloé, Cassandra advancing.

And Milan and Francis?

Not in the picture.

They arrive later, like Louis. Look.

Louis is here. He goes off screen.

He's back, stays at the edge.

Milan and Francis arrive now.

They charge.

2 students run away. Jérémie catches one.

Here, 3 students are with the team.

Jérémie catches the 4th.

The 5th disappears that way.

His back's to Justine.

That's the moment she's hit by a bullet.

Justine falls down just after.

And the bit of leg you see in the corner there

is Louis'.

Someone shoots Justine, the bullet deflects,

Louis is hit in the neck.

Who fired the shot?

Someone in our team or a student.

Who in our team wasn't there?

Everyone's there.

Except Bob, but...

Bob's somewhere else.

Make a copy and destroy the rest.

Don't tell anyone.

You never saw it.

How much, do you reckon?

A couple of million with what's in the field.

- How long to sell it all? - Couple of weeks.

- It'll be back on the street. - Careful.

The cops may do a bust.

Mind your business and all will be OK.

Shit...

- Yes. - It's done.

Perfect.

- What about Louis? - In intensive care.

How's it looking?

- Bad. - I'll take Jérémie and Francis.

- We'll take the stock to Pierre. - Not on the phone!

- Yes? - Get the photo

I sent you? - Yes.

Do you know the guy?

- Nope. - Don't you have a pal

at court?

Yes, Geneviève.

We arrested 3 guys

in an illegal drug lab.

They're in court today.

You want her number?

No. Just their names.

- OK. Fine. - Thanks.

Thanks.

You're telling me we did a week of intense training

to collect dope plants?

Smoke some if you want.

Why not burn it?

Fuck!

Isn't this a police job?

I dunno.

I don't ask questions. I do my job.

- Why don't you help us? - I can't, I'm working.

Ah, that's your job?

You OK?

I thought about Louis all night.

- Any news? - No.

I spoke to Jérémie. He's at the field.

With Francis, Milan.

Well?

I sent it to her.

She'll send you mugshots of the 3

and their files. - OK. Thanks.

Identification record

Got everything the chopper filmed?

It's clear that someone shot at Justine.

Pilot got any other copies?

No.

You neither?

You asked me to delete it. I did.

You sure?

I'm telling you.

Thank you.

Can I help you?

I'm making a call.

This is private. Go elsewhere.

Beat it!

OK.

What's wrong?

Louis?

His wife called.

He died at 6am.

All because of a pot field and your shit organisation!

Justine.

Fuck...

Come.

I know you knew him well.

I'm sorry.

I need to go see his wife.

Maybe you should come with me.

Yes. OK.

A lot on our plate right now.

That bullet was for me.

It was a stray bullet, that's all.

But it wasn't Bob's fault.

He didn't deserve your anger.

We arrested Dany Lagarde yesterday, eh?

He was out this morning.

Is that him with you and Dad?

What was he doing there?

He works for Blue Moon.

The other guy, too.

JP Tanguay,

alias Dany Lagarde.

With us for 12 years.

Michel Dubé, alias Pierre Sauvageau, called "Savage".

With us for 14 years.

You saw part of Operation Bullseye.

Those 2 work for us?

That's what I'm saying.

You've got what it takes for this job.

But there are so many things to explain.

Maybe I should ask more questions.

Those 2 guys' lives are in our hands.

They have a big network of criminal contacts.

I can't discuss it.

It's too dangerous if you say one thing too many.

I don't know if I'm not told.

The photo you saw:

we were setting up Operation Bullseye.

It's this weekend.

I've deleted everything on your dad's computer

because if it falls into criminal hands,

our 2 guys are dead.

I know it's not easy.

But we'll get there.

- Valérie? - Yes.

Justine Laurier.

My partner, Benoît Lebel.

Can we talk to you?

What did you tell her?

It was a stray bullet. That's all I can say.

2 children...

Terrible.

1 death too many.

What do you mean?

I need to get out of it. It's no good.

It's what you want!

I've got doubts

about Benoît,

I think Blue Moon's trafficking drugs.

I don't know why I'm in this company.

It's a headache.

I keep thinking about Louis.

You don't have to work there.

I see you with your kids, your boyfriend...

Louis' kids, his set-up...

I don't know where I'm at.

- The steaks are ready. - No.

They need more cooking.

Don't tell me how to...

Whatever...

Stop.

Take some time out.

What am I doing?

The boot camp, Louis' death. What is it...

you're chasing?

I haven't a choice.

I'm stuck here with my trials, my 2 kids

and Mr Barbecue.

But you have your whole life in front of you.

Can I ask you something?

Whatever you like.

It might help me.

Do you know what happened between them

to make Mum decide to end it?

Your dad and I talked about lots of things, but...

never about that.

No worries. Thanks. I'm off.

I don't give a fuck who she is.

- Stay out of my business. - It's her firm.

But I'm in the street, dealing with those guys.

She shouldn't have parked there.

She never meant to upset you.

She's looking for a slap!

Pierre.

Wait.

Look, you got your secrets.

I got mine. If I see her again, I'll scare her.

What do I do, then?

Fix it. If I have to fix it,

I'll do it my way.

I can get my hands dirty.

François.

The operation we did in the field:

are there any images?

None at all.

You seem very sure.

I certainly am.

Weren't there helicopters filming in infrared?

Yes.

Yes, but I don't keep copies.

Might anyone have a copy?

Maybe.

Does Benoît have one?

Better ask him. When they leave my hands...

You had one.

Yes. But not any more.

You saw me getting shot at?

Yes.

But you can't see who it is, I swear.

It won't work.

What do you mean?

- Justine. - What's up?

I know it was you.

What?

- The stray bullet! - I don't know what you mean.

You fucking know...

You know full well. Start listening.

Don't touch Justine!

Stay out of it!

I'll sort it out with her.

Why didn't you

shut the door?

Do I need to tell you?

They made us think it was a landslide.

Your father didn't die accidentally?

Dari Bentayeb, notorious arms dealer.

Wanted by the CIA.

Subtitles: Eclair Media