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We're infiltrating Thylan Manceau's entourage.

Why Thylan Manceau?

He doesn't seem dangerous.

That's what they say.

I'm a sniper and a paratrooper. I've no business

dealing with morons.

Justine,

Bob and I said yes to this

because we think there's more.

We'll depart from McGill Square

and walk to Hydro-Québec.

May my people follow me.

Get out! Get out!

Fuck!

Justine! Justine! Don't stay there!

Are you OK? Do you want some water?

Does anybody have water?

When I saw the bag... I knew it was a bomb.

I don't know, I froze up.

You froze up how?

As if I didn't know what to do.

And Milan?

He has a cut on his leg.

For the first time, I was afraid to die.

I have always pushed limits and defied death.

I saw it coming and I was paralyzed.

Take a breath and it'll pass.

I was at the demo.

- I'd like to know if he's OK. - I can't tell you.

But don't worry, I think he's doing fine.

OK. Thank you.

Excuse me, madam.

How many people from the demo?

- We've got three persons. - OK. Any news?

They're OK. Only minor injuries.

Can I stay and wait for them?

Yes, but journalists must remain outside.

They rarely listen.

Dear friends, the lady would like for you to wait outside.

Thank you.

- You were at the demo. - Yes.

Thylan.

- I'm sorry, I... - It's alright.

Chloé. Pleasure.

Waiting for someone?

No. I just wanted to... check if everybody was OK.

It seems so.

Did you see anything?

I was next to the truck, so I saw the explosion.

- That's all. - OK.

Alright?

The journalists are gone?

- Massoud, Chloé. Chloé, Massoud. - Hey.

- Where do you live? - The Plateau.

We'll drive you home.

Actually, I'm starving. Up for a snack?

Yes. I know a place nearby.

Who could set a bomb while we demonstrate?

Someone might want to scare us.

The only scared people are the ones in the government.

You're being naive, Chloé.

Maybe the government is, but the banks, the police,

the rich, the petty bourgeois...

As long as we were a bunch of protesters,

it was no big deal.

But more and more people are supporting us now.

Even I'm scared.

If bombs start blowing up everywhere,

not many will support you.

The government must be happy.

Mr. Manceau, if you would please come with us.

See my point? We get bombed, and I'm the one they blame.

OK. Easy. There's no rush.

Fuck...

I was so eager to see you.

I was so scared.

I just had lunch with Thylan.

So I'm definitely on.

It's your call, just don't go back if it's dangerous.

It's fine.

- Sure you're OK? - Yes, it's just a scratch.

How's Justine?

She's alright.

Our president was stock stilled.

Yeah.

The guy near Yukon was Milan Garnier.

The girl was Justine.

- Justine Laurier, yes. - OK.

- Do you think they know? - No.

There's no way.

All they care about is Thylan.

Am I under arrest?

Because if I'm not,

I'm gonna ask you to let me go.

This isn't the police. This is the Secret Services.

The Anti-Terrorism Act allows for preventive detention

and investigation hearings.

We can even put you in jail, if we want.

So, if I understand correctly, I'm considered a terrorist?

More like someone who's disturbing the peace.

Look, I've been

at 200 demonstrations in my life.

Yes, there was some breakage at times.

But I've always condemned any act of violence.

Had I known there was a bomb, I would've never shown up.

Have you received any threats?

About thousand a day.

I guess you don't know her.

Probably one of your agents.

You watch me thinking I'm too stupid to notice.

Listen, it's not that I'm bored,

but I've been craving a shower and a nap for a while now.

That will be all for today. We'll see you around.

I appreciate it.

What's the Internet speed here?

975 megabytes per second. The best.

You think I could have a separate video line?

- Sure. - Set it up for me, please.

I can put the cameras.

No, I'll do it.

OK.

- What's up? - How did it go?

It wasn't the police but the Secret Service.

Oh, shit! Serious stuff.

We'll soon be seen as terrorists.

Any news?

A journalist's waiting for you.

No problem. Thanks.

Hello.

- How are you, sir? - I'm good.

We should move over there. It's brighter.

Laurence... Everything alright?

OK.

Any comments about last night?

I am a humanist who has chosen to commit himself

to fighting social inequalities

and the exploitation of the middle class.

We cannot promote the use of force while criticizing it.

I think yesterday's attack was carried out by someone

who's trying to make us look like a violent group.

- They want to discredit us. - Do you...

He's not stupid at all.

We were the ones targeted.

This building here

is where the Manceau gang meets.

Cass?

In the city, there are plenty of roofs and poles everywhere.

We need to know which security systems are in place.

What about Internet traffic?

We can intercept all communications.

OK, let's do that.

Hello.

Hey.

- What're you watching? - Yesterday's pictures.

Have you seen this?

Look. The van.

Somebody smashes through the window...

She's not moving.

She looks like she knows it's gonna blow.

Post this online along with a "Wanted" notice.

We'll know who she is.

I can do it if you want.

- OK... Sure. - Laurence.

This is Chloé.

- Hi. - Hello.

She wants to send a video to the Network. Show her.

We're called "The Network"

because of what we do.

With a single click, we start a machine

that can reach 100,000 people in 30 minutes.

Really?

Your stick.

What do we want to know?

Who the girl on the video is.

I send this to 100 area chiefs

who forward it to 10 district chiefs,

who then send it to a 10-people group.

Friends, relatives...

You use this program?

It's a generator.

There's a program that'd send this to the leaders' contacts.

- Do you want it? - Yeah.

- Hello? - I can't talk to you long.

They posted Justine's photo all over the web.

Yes.

We need to make up something.

Don't worry. We're on it.

How are you?

Fine, but they're suspicious.

Don't push it. Take your time.

Tell Bob and Francis to leave. They're right on my face.

Don't worry. I'll take care of it.

Babe, just so you know,

your flat's ready.

Bye.

Chloé called.

Your picture's everywhere.

We were expecting that to happen.

How do we handle it?

I'll tell the truth.

Fine, but what will you say when they ask,

"Why was Blue Moon there"?

I won't answer.

Why we were there is nobody's business.

But we were clearly the targets.

No. I wouldn't be so sure about it.

Maybe it was a random act. It's happened before.

IT'S HER

- Got her. - What?

- Her name is Justine Laurier. - Who?

The bomb girl.

Justine Laurier, president of Blue Moon.

What's "Blue Moon"?

It's a paramilitary company.

Why the hell were the paramilitaries there?

No idea.

OK, I'll take it. Put him on hold.

Justine, your name's in the news.

I know, a journalist called.

- You'll say what? - The truth.

Good.

- How's it looking? - Like a breeze.

- How much longer? - Two hours tops.

Did we get the mandate from the Secret Service?

Not yet. Why?

Make sure that everything related to surveillance

and to getting information about Thylan Manceau

is in black and white.

- Why? - Because it's illegal.

It's covered by the law.

Évelyne... Black and white. I don't trust those motherfuckers.

Hello?

What are you doing? Can you talk?

- Yes. I'm in the apartment. - Well?

Well, wow!

We set up everything you asked for.

Right. Something's missing, though.

What?

A tall, handsome man with gorgeous lips.

You got an intellectual now.

I'll send you the names of those who hang around Thylan.

Some are interesting.

Perfect.

Are you alright?

I just hope neither of us gets too hurt.

No. We'll get through it.

OK.

Goodnight.

Sleep tight.

2249 Duvalier. Apartment 8.

She lives alone.

- Hello? - It's me. We've arrived.

Internet code is 0224.

Hold on.

- Are you in? - Yes, I'm in.

Unit 1. It's dead.

Unit 2 to unit 1, it's clear on my side too.

Proceed.

- BO to FD. - FD, over.

You can go.

FD to BO, it's clear. We're going up.

FD to BO. We're in the fuse box.

Unplugging the lines.

Copy that.

FD to BO. It's done.

Good. Excellent.

- FD to BO. We're in. - Good.

Cameras are being set up at the center

FD to BO.

BO, over.

Main room's covered. Do we do the restroom?

- No. Too risky. - 10-4.

- BO to JZ. - JZ, over.

What do you have?

Computers, documents, press kits.

- Can we get in? - Affirmative.

Good.

Oh, shit...

CB to BO.

- I think we have a problem. - What is it?

We've got company. They're a whole gang.

Goddammit!

Boys, you've got visit.

Get ready for some breakage.

Go, go, go!

Shit. Answer me.

Come out, you bastards!

Where are you?

Calm down!

You think you can scare me?

We'll all keep calm.

You're going to move over and let us leave.

- You're not leaving. - We're the police.

No, don't say that.

Show me your badges.

Step back.

Your badges!

Come on.

- Yes. - What's going on?

We got busted.

Any injured?

No. Let me finish what I'm doing and I'll call you back.

Tell me there's no reason to worry.

Bob...

I'm not a good liar, Justine.

Yes?

This isn't the market.

- Sorry. - Understood?

- Can I talk to you? - Go sit at the table.

- Who is he? - A friend of ours.

Tell your friend to wait outside.

Don't you dare say again they're a bunch of fools.

- No one said that. - You sneered at them.

You thought the mission wasn't worthy enough.

We're left looking like amateurs!

It's not the end of the world.

Of course it is. What're people gonna say?

Nothing. No one knows it's us.

See all the equipment?

Don't bring me strangers.

I don't hang with thieves.

I don't give a fuck who you hang with.

If the wrong people get their hands

on what I have here, it could be a real mess.

- I'm sorry. - It's alright.

What do you do with all that?

Nothing and everything.

Thylan says you're a computer expert.

I get by.

This, for instance.

- What's that? - A plate number.

Yeah, and?

Can you tell me whose it is?

I wouldn't tell you even if I could.

Really? And why's that?

I mean, who are you? I don't know you.

I don't know what you do. It's too soon to trust you.

- You're fearless. - I'm not.

That's why I'm cautious.

What's the number?

We had cameras and mikes placed in our offices.

We want to know who placed them.

We just weren't careful enough.

No. There was no one around when we got there.

Everything was fine. The area was clear.

We missed a camera.

You don't understand

that this generation can reach 100,000 people

with only one tweet.

This isn't Blue Moon against Manceau.

This is Blue Moon against a generation

that fights authority.

- That's the problem! - OK.

At this point, we are not being questioned.

I feel like we're getting upset for nothing.

We missed this one, so what?

You'll tell that to the chief of staff

when he asks me how we got caught by kids.

Even if it comes out, what's the big deal?

They blew up a bomb in the street.

Our mission is to keep bombs from exploding.

They won't say we didn't try.

OK, I think we need to rest for today.

Thank you.

- Hello? - It's me.

What's up?

I don't know what to do. I got a request.

- Which is? - They want me to find

the owner of a truck.

- What's the number? - 707 Alpha Kilo

Yankee.

That's one of our vans.

We planted mikes but it went to rats' shit.

Justine's freaking out. It's a mess.

OK, what do I tell them?

Tell them the truth.

If that's what it takes to be credible.

Are you serious?

Yes. If you don't tell them, they'll find out.

It's gonna be everywhere.

We'll work it out, baby.

So I give them the info?

Yes, honey, do it.

I love my new life.

OK, I gotta go now.

Bye.

Did they take any of our stuff?

No, they were setting up cameras and microphones.

It doesn't bother you?

I felt like I was already being tapped.

- We should report them. - Why?

Everything I say is public domain.

We're not plotting against the government.

You defend freedom of speech, the right to privacy.

Massoud, if they have fun, let them do it.

I don't care. Hey, Chloé!

- OK? - Yeah, and you?

Yes.

Blue Moon.

What with them?

Massoud asked me to identify a license plate.

It's a Blue Moon truck.

Are you serious?

So it's not the police bugging us,

it's Blue Moon?

OK, whoa...

Their president was there when the bomb went off.

And now Blue Moon wants to bug us.

This is something.

What does it change?

Blue Moon is a private business, a paramilitary company.

Whose interests are they serving by targeting us?

During the night from Monday to Tuesday,

individuals broke into the offices of the Network,

a group led by activist Thylan Manceau.

Believing they were dealing with police officers

on a surveillance operation,

they found themselves faced with a paramilitary team

headquartered in Montreal.

Here are some exclusive images taken by a student

during this operation.

We're the police.

- Show me your badges. - Step back now.

Your badges!

Neither the police

nor Sûreté du Québec confirmed that they were involved

in this incident.

That's all for now.

The phone won't stop ringing.

- We need a statement. - Are you crazy?

- What are you going to say? - Nothing. None of their business.

We don't have to justify ourselves.

- What do you think? - There's nothing to explain.

The only one to whom we are accountable is the Minister.

I agree with him.

Yes.

Please reassure me.

What do you want to hear?

That they're wrong and it wasn't Blue Moon.

I can tell you that if you want, but...

I'm not a good liar.

What are you going to do?

We'll make no comments.

The next few days are gonna be hard.

I know. We'll put out the fire.

Do you have anything new about the bombs and all that?

No. That's the police's job, not ours.

Whatever you do, it'd be nice if you could be discreet.

Friday, 10 a.m., outside the Blue Moon premises.

Address?

It's 5212 Rue Ottawa.

There'll be security, but we'll make noise.

This will be in the Network. The more people, the better.

They want war, they'll get war.

Go!

Chloé.

Can I speak with you?

Sure. Go ahead.

Not here. Let's go outside.

I wanted to apologize.

- About? - About this morning.

It's OK. I was pretty rough, too.

I always wake up in a bad mood.

- Let's say you shook me up. - Oh, yeah?

You're not like the others.

Thylan's groupies, I've seen dozens of them.

That's not what you wanted to talk about.

No.

What do you exactly do for a living? I'm intrigued.

My question is, "Can you do anything?"

You want to know if I can hack websites?

Something like that.

Computers have no secrets for me.

But I've always refused.

You could get paid.

At some point, you'll ask for something shady.

And my answer will be "no".

What if it's Thylan who asks you?

In that case...

he'll come and ask me himself.

No sound?

- Not at that distance. - What's the point of watching this?

You can see who's seeing who.

Hello?

Yes.

Ms. Laurier.

Mr. Manceau.

Care for some wine?

I don't drink while on duty.

OK.

I've been told.

Your people in my offices.

What do you think you'll find, Justine?

You got me lost.

I can't get over the idea.

I've your image in my head.

You in front of the bomb,

paralyzed.

There's resignation in your face, and fear at the same time.

I grew up around explosives.

They don't scare me, even though I'm aware of the damage.

You think I'm stupid enough to put a bomb in a demo?

No. The question is,

was that bomb for the demo or for me?

What do I know?

Chloé

Hello?

Chloé, it's me. Listen...

There's someone in the apartment. I don't want you to go in.

I'm against all forms of violence,

both physical and psychological.

Violence leads us nowhere, it marginalizes us.

Killing innocent people for a cause is for barbarians.

And soldiers.

The violence that you half-heartedly denounce

will make your fingers burn.

That's lovely.

People are planning a demonstration outside your offices.

I sympathize with your arguments, so I'll cancel it.

A powerful man.

No, no.

No. No.

Milan Garnier.

Justine Laurier.

The president.

Oh, shit!

She just arrived at Thylan's.

Don't rush anything.

We must take our time.

Chloé Vincent

I want to know more about them.

You have one day to follow them. Use tracers.

- What's that? - Either it's nothing,

or it's a warning

that something's going to happen.

It's a spam

from an anonymous site protected by a VPN.

We can't track it.

William?

Subtitles: ECLAIR