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Criminal gangs are bringing arms in.

We seize them

for anti-ISIS groups.

Operation Bullseye.

I don't know what you mean.

Is this her?

Justine Laurier?

Yes.

Don't worry, Dany.

Others would've cracked.

Meet Denis Beaugrand, Solicitor General of Canada.

- Justine? - Yes.

Denis here.

It's over, Pierre.

We can't carry on.

We'll lose a lot of money.

- Minister. How are you? - Fine. And you?

Think we'll get that out without drawing attention?

20 million.

In cash.

That's a lot.

- Dad wouldn't agree. - It caused friction between them.

Your dad wanted to stop. Benoît refused.

Benoît won.

Yeah, because your dad died.

- Is there a link? - You say it wasn't an accident.

It would be a good motive.

We interviewed

the Director of Public Relations

at Montreal Police.

Do you have any comments on the story in today's paper?

No comment.

But you can confirm

that those people were not the Montreal Police?

When we're asked to take part in operations

outwith our remit, we're always willing.

It's one of our responsibilities.

- Sleep well? - Yes. Not bad.

Flowers?

An admirer?

It'll be my sister.

Séguin, I bet. He's arrogant.

Oh no! It's the damn minister!

Don't laugh. I'm stuck with him.

- He finds you beautiful. - No. He wants to fuck me.

Look at this!

- A fan from yesterday. - Who?

Too shy to leave his name!

If you want to talk evenings and weekends,

do what I've written here.

It's a safe address: we can talk safely.

No more talking at work or at home.

- Why? - I'm paranoid.

I feel like everyone's listening.

- But... - Go see our auditor.

Ask for Benoît's, Milan's and my expense accounts.

You want to know what we spend.

Get our card statements.

Yes, sir.

We need

a solution for Justine. - I'm a problem.

Séguin drove past her house yesterday.

He'll be after you now.

I appreciate the security, but I don't want it forever.

You don't want him at you.

- Suggestions? - If Dany reports him

for GBH, attempted murder,

we could get our friend Dick off the streets for a few weeks.

Maybe, but he'll be even more fired up.

We need to blackmail him somehow.

Who could put pressure on him?

Can't ask the police.

They'll know Séguin's after us.

We have to use Dany.

If he testifies, it'll reveal things.

Step by step, Benoît: Dany files a complaint,

the police arrest Dick,

we let him stew for a few days.

Then we do a deal.

Dany withdraws his complaint if Dick leaves her be.

His nephew's dead. He won't calm down.

It's our only option.

Can I have expense account statements for Bob Ryan,

Milan Garnier and Benoît? This year's.

We must be discreet.

I understand.

Card statements too.

OK.

- Let me know. - If I may say so...

Don't worry.

Their expense accounts are acceptable.

You have responsible people working for you.

I'm glad to hear you say so.

- Yves Larue abducted you? - No. I went along.

Séguin was waiting.

Did he hit you?

I can't remember. I blacked out.

The kidnapping charge will hold.

Séguin helped tie me up.

That's good.

- You'll have to talk about the van. - We'll do that on the side.

Thanks, Dany.

Thank you.

Here's what you asked for, sir.

Thank you.

- Can I trust you? - You can sleep easy.

Yes, I know.

Richard Séguin?

You're under arrest for death threats,

GBH, kidnapping and attempted murder.

You have the right to remain silent.

Not so funny, eh?

Fuck!

He's behind bars, he can't hurt me now.

He's not alone.

I know, but can't we lift the security?

It bothers my neighbours.

I don't care. It's you that matters.

They can lay off this weekend. I'm away.

- Where are you going? - No. I want no one following me.

You seeing Felix?

How do you know?

I don't. I'm just asking.

Felix who?

Felix the Cat!

- How do I reach you? - Like everyone else. Call my mobile.

"Still up for our tête-à-tête?" How do I reply?

He's an important client.

What do you mean? I've got to pretend?

Yes.

No!

Yes.

What's up?

I'd like to do another boot camp week.

I'd be up for that too.

I ain't getting on that trunk again.

They just arrested Séguin.

Dany complained. They arrested him.

Good. Having him on your back ain't relaxing.

But he'll be out again one day...

10 times angrier than before. - Worried?

- Wouldn't you be? - No.

That kind of thing excites me.

His bark's worse than his bite.

We're here if you need help.

Nice spot.

We have a problem.

Bob went to Justine's.

He shagging her?

He wasn't there to repair her tumble dryer.

He went there to talk.

- He ain't talkative. - Justine came out with a good one.

She thinks her dad's death wasn't accidental.

Let her think whatever.

They're talking.

Justine knows stuff she's not telling us.

But telling Bob.

When he resigned and came back next day,

I knew they'd become a team.

What do we do?

Dick Séguin has sworn to kill Justine.

He's dangerous.

Yes, but no more dangerous than you.

Thanks for the flowers.

Justine?

Do you often send flowers?

No need to be so formal.

Are we still meeting up today?

Yes. Whereabouts?

Any preference?

Swan, maybe? There's a quiet little bar, if that suits you.

Perfect. What time?

- 5pm? - Perfect.

See you then.

- I hate you! - Oh yeah?

- Why? - Know where I'm going?

For a drink with your minister.

No...

He's a big client. It seems I must sacrifice myself.

Justine, you don't have to.

No. I'll fix it.

I won't let him.

- I'll say I'm a lesbian. - He's a lesbian too.

I'll make him leave his wife.

Call off my bodyguards, the Solicitor has his own.

Power must be exhilarating.

Not really.

1000 problems a day, 3000 questions to answer.

Being a Solicitor General

isn't trivial.

Intelligence, bodyguards, police, everything...

I do love my job.

And you?

Tell me about you.

I'm a bit complicated.

Are you married? Do you have kids?

I think you know already.

I want you to tell me.

I'm really pig-headed.

That's not a crime. Quite the opposite.

It was a problem for my ex-boyfriends.

One moment.

You said 6pm.

You OK, sweetie?

Oh yes...

My hubby had a heart attack.

Calm down. Talk clearly.

A heart attack.

No way: he has no heart!

- Where are you? - In the frozen aisle.

Come quickly!

Boo hoo! Not.

Don't cry. I'm on my way.

I'll be there soon. Bye.

My sister's hubby: heart attack.

Is he old?

No. 40-ish. Sporty. I can't understand it.

Sorry. Another time. Gotta go.

- Where's...? - It's OK. I'll pay.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

- Another time. - Good luck.

It's a no-go.

Well, she's scared.

I don't think so.

But it's gotten out of control.

They can make her life hard.

I don't know...

We're more than a match for those guys.

I don't follow you.

They're a tight-knit gang. So are we.

They're a family. So are we.

Go on.

When one of them's in shit, they help each other. We do the same.

- We help her. - How?

We can scare people too.

- Scare people? - Yep.

If the chalet

had been up for sale, I'd've bought it.

I redid the whole roof last year.

Are you Bob the Builder or were you sucking up?

He wasn't even there.

We'll stop and fill up.

Let me go!

Listen up, first.

- I've done nothing. - We know.

Your man and his pals threatened my pal.

Tell him: if he touches a woman, I'll touch his.

Eh?

An eye for an eye...

If I have to come back, you're in for it!

Beautiful road.

Done it so often, I don't notice it.

Where does it end up at?

Val d'Or, Rouyn-Noranda.

There are 28 garages before the road ends.

This one's nearest the chalet.

Are you trying to be interesting?

Your dad died on the 14th June.

Milan filled up here on the 13th June.

But he likes coming up here to fish for walleye.

The 13th was a Wednesday.

Folk rarely fish on Wednesday.

He wasn't in the office on Friday.

- Watch it! - Shut up.

- Pardon? - I said "shut up".

Don't turn around.

Tell your boyfriend to leave my pal alone.

- Eh? - No worries.

The envelope.

All the emails and texts you've sent from your phone.

If your boyfriend sees them, he'll kill you.

Tell your man

to leave the girl, who killed your nephew, alone.

Have a nice day.

You can keep this.

I'm not saying that's it.

But it is strange.

Benoît could've used Milan's credit card.

I'm just thinking out loud.

Why would he do that?

He's smart.

He's done stuff and made other folk look guilty many times.

Where'd he sleep? No motels here.

Give Milan and Benoît a knife and a sleeping bag,

they'd live in the forest for 10 years.

Don't. I'm starting to think all sorts of things.

Tell me what you really know

and I'll tell you what happened.

Where is she?

Check it out and let me know!

Can we talk?

Outside.

Take a seat.

I was serious.

I know you were.

She's upset Dick Séguin.

He'll put a contract out on her.

And you'd be prepared to help him?

I'd never do that.

You can't trust him.

But I wouldn't stop him.

Everyone knows he was watching her yesterday.

Milan,

I said I'd think about it.

With respect,

we didn't come this far

for it to finish like this.

Bob's not stupid.

If they talk, they'll start looking at the real issues.

Excuse me. A lady told me to give you this envelope.

What is it?

A photo of my mum, sisters and aunts. What the fuck is this?

Tell Séguin not to pick on women.

2 can play that game.

Or 5.

I spent a lot of time here with your dad.

Me, with my mum.

When we leave, you'll know everything.

Take your time, Justine.

You don't have to talk now. I'm in no hurry.

I know you're not in a hurry.

You can't see it,

but I'm all broken inside.

I just want to tell you: when you're here...

everything's calm.

I stop worrying.

That's not a declaration of love.

I don't even know if I've any to give.

You're here!

What you doing here?

Weren't we meant to have dinner?

Do we do anything other than fuck?

You been drinking?

- Do you need to chat? - No. Why?

I don't know. Your tone.

And your breath too.

Anyway, you missed a great party!

- We sure celebrated. - Oh yeah?

Celebrated what?

- Top secret. - Top secret.

Can we talk?

- Is it urgent? - No, but it's serious.

I'll be along.

OK.

Know much about Beaugrand?

Why?

Personal stuff.

Mistresses and the like?

He's got loads.

Can you find out where he slept last night?

Why?

I think he's seeing Justine on the sly.

She's just another bimbo.

Justine's not a bimbo.

She's our main shareholder.

What will happen when they fall out?

I told you to sort it out.

Look...

she might get so scared of Séguin

and change her mind.

She doesn't realise.

If Séguin were to take action...

Things like that happen.

First, the father... Then, the daughter...

It could be bad publicity.

An accident, then bikers getting revenge:

that's what you call "bad karma".

I need to think about it.

What are you doing?

Adjusting your sink grinder. It's too noisy.

Can't you be quieter? I can hear you in bed.

Glass of wine?

Stop it!

Where were you?

I waited all evening.

A last-minute job

What was it?

I can't tell you.

No cigar: he slept at home.

- You sure? - Yes.

She left at 6pm. Her sister's husband

had a heart attack.

Sébastien?

I don't know his name.

OK. Thanks.

About that matter:

I'm sure you'll make the right decision.

OK. That's fine. Thanks.

- Benoît here. - Hi, Ben. How are you?

You've had a heart attack?

"A heart attack"?

Not in the last week or two.

You weren't ill yesterday?

I've been ill for 16 years, i.e. married!

Hang on a second.

No... It was Justine's idea.

She had a date and wanted me to ring:

she wanted a way out if the guy was an idiot.

She's not answering her mobile. Do you know where she is?

No idea.

- OK. Thanks. - Sorry.

What's up?

I'm beat.

You need a desk job. Sort it out!

My dad wasn't hit

by a falling rock.

His fracture was here. His head wasn't between his legs!

The rock didn't bounce.

Justine showed me the site.

There was a hole, like a post hole.

Someone hid behind a rock, attached a fishing line,

pulled it as Yves ran by. Yves fell, he killed him.

That's what I think.

Nothing's changed at our end.

We don't reject homicide, but we need valid reasons

to pursue this.

I can't do that without access to Blue Moon.

It'll expose the firm.

He has no choice.

But you'll upset some important people.

Like who?

The secret service.

They won't stop me doing my job.

They don't joke around.

Félix Dagenais?

Sorry to bother you. Benoît Lebel.

I'm Justine Laurier's colleague at Blue Moon.

- Yes. Everything OK? - Yes.

- Is she with you, by any chance? - No.

Why would she be?

Have you seen her recently?

No.

I don't get it. I thought you were together.

No, no, no.

How did you get my number?

Thanks. Bye.

Where are you?

- At the shopping centre. - I need you.

Here.

Thanks.

I don't know what to say.

You don't have to tell me. It's OK.

I got home,

there was a power cut, I thought it was a fuse.

I was tasered. My legs gave out.

I fell down.

And he raped me.

You didn't scream or fight?

I felt numb.

I wasn't all there.

I'm OK. I can handle it.

I was trained to detach myself from my body when necessary.

The problem's the rest.

What's the rest?

The guy who did it wanted to teach me a lesson.

Bob, I know that I know him.

But I'm not sure I want to.

There are things

you don't do!

I don't follow.

Assaulting my clients' wives...

- They're not happy. - What're you on about?

Dick Séguin's wife, Larue's wife,

Hammer Sigouin's wife, Pinceau's wife were assaulted. He's in jail!

- Assaulted by who? - Your employees.

The message was: "Leave Justine Laurier alone."

I swear, I don't know any of this.

Maybe,

but your staff do...

Shit!

Their attackers were women.

We can't let this go.

Chloé!

Nice tone!

Séguin's wife is after you.

What's this?

Cassandra confirmed it.

Well, Cassandra is a liar.

Tell me to my face.

Look me in the eye.

Say: "Milan, I never did it."

Anger makes you cute.

Stop it. They'll press charges.

You're very serious right now.

Look...

Me, assaulting people!

See how small I am?

You won't get out of it...

- Chloé! - Stop this!

Shit!

Did you do it?

Come off it!

Stop!

We're professionals, a company, we rely on structure.

We don't just go and attack Séguin any old how.

- We thought... - Shut up!

I'm a shareholder here,

I have to answer for what you do. I have more important things to do

than explain my employees' stupid behaviour!

Idiots who had the great idea to assault bikers' wives!

I'm not the sole decision maker,

but if I was,

I'd fucking fire you all

here and now!

He isn't the sole decision maker,

so no one's going to get fired

even if he is right: it wasn't very clever.

I'm here to help you.

Got the handcuff keys?

Life is full of mix-ups.

Eh, Dick, lad?

You lost your nephew.

You almost killed Dany.

You want to do Justine Laurier in.

My guys are very pissed off.

They want to kill you.

When the shit

hits the fan...

I didn't ask for it.

I hurt no one, my friends get killed.

I can get pissed off too.

You'll start a fire you can't put out.

I'll call the fucking firemen, then!

Here's the deal: promise me here and now

you'll stop threatening Justine.

All charges will be dropped in court later.

You've got power.

I'll calm my people down before they totally lose it

and you do the same thing your end.

No. My nephew was real important to me.

Oh yeah?

Yes.

Dany and Pierre weren't cops.

Otherwise the cops would've got them out.

They were with the secret service.

Your arms are in Turkey by now.

If you touch her,

you're fucking dead.

She's Blue Moon's new boss.

Why should I trust you?

I don't know you.

When you get to the courthouse,

a lady will approach you

and say: "The charges have been dropped."

You'll go home.

And forget everything.

I ask one last thing:

that the two of you meet

in a public place

in front of everyone.

Look one another in the eye.

After that, it's over.

Mr Séguin.

They're still with you?

We all have our clowns.

Anything to say?

I'm really sorry about your nephew.

- He was in the wrong place... - Look,

we stop this.

You leave me be, I leave you be.

You can't do this, Benoît.

It'll kill him.

Loving someone isn't a crime.

We can still love each other.

Like we do, keeping it quiet...

Do you still love him?

No affection, no love?

My heart can't love 2 men.

I'll talk to him, Martine.

I can't live like this. I need you.

Fuck Blue Moon.

Fuck the rest.

I want you.

As you are.

We'll manage.

No. Benoît...

I beg you.

I can't carry on this way forever.

We're moving you.

It's too risky here.

When?

Where's Dany?

Secret services moved him.

- I wasn't told. - We can't reach you.

You skip work, you're drinking.

- We have a problem. - What?

Benoît.

He's gone slack.

Subtitles: Eclair Media