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We're infiltrating Manceau's entourage.

He doesn't seem dangerous.

For the first time, I was afraid to die.

Who could set a bomb while we demonstrate?

Mr. Manceau?

Follow us, please.

- I'm definitely on. - It's up to you, but you shouldn't.

You're not leaving!

Police.

No, don't say that!

Back off, now.

We had cameras and mikes placed in our offices. Who was it?

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

This isn't Blue Moon against Manceau.

This is Blue Moon against a generation

that fights authority.

Listen to me.

What is this?

What did you do?

He was more scared than I was.

Anything missing?

I don't know. I have to check.

It might be one of them.

Maybe. He was wearing a mask.

- Didn't your alarm go off? - He disarmed it.

How did you know there was someone here?

I put a camera up on your door.

You promised you wouldn't do that.

Listen... I know.

I lied.

I'm sorry.

Where does it come from?

My name is Justine Laurier, not Chloé Vincent.

I don't know.

What does it mean?

Either it's absolutely nothing,

or it's a warning that something is going to happen in 29 hours.

- A bomb. - Could be.

Shit.

What's the matter?

- Can you reach Chloé? - Yes, why?

- We need her. - When?

ASAP, at Justine's.

- She had a visitor. - Who?

Someone who broke in.

A guy with a mask. She saw him, he ran away.

- Get yourselves over here. - OK.

Well?

She came in while I was there.

She saw you?

Face to face.

I had my mask on.

What did you find?

Nothing unusual, except the equipment.

I don't know what she does with her free time, but it pays off.

She turned up with a knife in her hand.

She looked like she knew how to use it.

She works for Blue Moon.

Don't tell anyone. Rafik said we should wait.

Pretend you don't know anything.

Laurence!

Not a word to Thylan.

- It's what you call "a countdown". - That's pretty obvious.

It's a code that can come from any email.

We need to know where it comes from.

Well, let me work and go make me some coffee.

Thank you.

What now? Should we notify the authorities?

And tell them what?

That we have a timer?

Bombs are blowing up everywhere, so I'd say yes.

The city won't stop because you've that on your screen.

We should wait. Maybe something else will come up.

My coffee?

In a minute.

It's a spam from an anonymous site protected by a VPN.

- What's a VPN? - A virtual private network.

I.e., we don't know where it comes from.

But it was sent to me intentionally.

It was sent to you, yes.

And other people?

There's no way to know.

It's called Network because it's basically

a huge communications network that sends information at high speed.

It's effective in terms of mobilization.

Yes.

OK, write this down:

William Faisal,

Yanis Mavrakis and Laurence Vinet-Guillot.

They're the closest to Thylan.

Is Thylan a straight shooter or a manipulator?

He's a straight shooter

and a good manipulator, except you can't tell.

Did they talk about what happened?

What happened?

- The surveillance cameras. - Yes.

Not too much. They're intense, but they move on quickly.

We had a close call.

Why do you say that?

They wanted to break everything at Blue Moon.

- They changed their minds? - Thylan didn't agree.

45% of people think we are powerless against terrorists,

20% trust us and 35% have no opinion.

How can one not have an opinion?

It's not them I'm worried about,

it's the people who think we're useless.

It's just perception.

You and I both know that the truth is not that.

Everybody's doing their job.

I know.

That's not what irritates me. It's Thylan Manceau.

- He's causing us harm. - He's very popular.

Lots of people follow him.

The fan pages, the tweets, the God-knows-what.

He is certainly very well known.

You're going to arrange a lunch with Justine Laurier.

If she doesn't do her job, we'll find another way.

You should stay out of this.

She owes me a couple of favors.

Set it up for me.

You wanted to see me?

Talk to Brosseau.

I need to know what he's got on these four.

- Something's bothering me. - Yeah, me too.

They're a bit too over-eager for mere protesters.

What do you mean?

They broke into Chloe's.

They disarmed her alarm and had a copy of her keys.

That's not amateur work.

Maybe it wasn't them.

Let's just say they're too old to be students.

Ask Chloe to give us the info she has on them.

Very well.

And call the team to the conference room.

Why 8:45?

What's going to happen at 8:45 tomorrow?

I don't know.

It could be just a marketing move for a furniture clearance sale.

Maybe, but if you don't mind, we won't take any risks.

You take care of Manceau and Massoud Salamh.

Cassandra, you take Laurence Vinet-Guillot.

Francis takes William Faisal and Jérémie takes Yanis Mavrakis.

We don't know much about these people.

So, Massoud owns a vehicle.

So do Laurence Vinet-Guillot and William,

but not Yanis or Thylan, who takes public transport.

I assume he and Massoud commute together.

You have one day to follow them. Put tracers on their cars.

Cassandra, you'll get me their phone records.

I'm gonna need their numbers.

François, credit cards, everything that's traceable.

I'll send it to you.

In no case will you take direct action.

If you're spotted, you just get lost.

I'll see to this.

At this point, do we know where our targets are?

We're awaiting confirmation. Take the people you need.

Hey, sexy. Can you talk?

Make it quick.

Get me the cell numbers of all four.

And I want to know who's at Thylan's.

- I'll call you back. - Are you OK?

Stop asking, it's getting on my nerves.

He made me change his schedule so he could eat with you.

I've an urgent matter to attend to.

Excellent. So does he.

I'll see him in Montreal, then. No time to go to Ottawa.

Nothing fancy. No time for that either.

Trust me - he doesn't want to meet you to court you.

The minister wants to see me.

I'm going to tell Brosseau about the timer.

OK, go.

Try to worm some info out of him.

- Hi. - You look beautiful this morning.

No, not really.

Maybe not in your eyes, but in mine...

How nice of you. I had a very rough night.

I caught a thief in my house.

I got home, and saw the alarm had been turned off.

I opened the door and there he was.

- What did you do? - Not much. He just ran away.

Was he scared?

I had a knife. I would've stabbed him.

I've some martial arts training. I can defend myself.

Do you know them?

Why?

Justine got a message on her PC.

A timer.

We've been talked about. I think something might happen.

- To you? - I don't know.

Could it be related to your failed operation?

I've no idea.

Maybe it's nothing.

I don't trust Manceau's gang.

They don't look like juniors.

No angels - they're setting up bombs.

There's more than that.

I've never seen them before.

They have student residence permits.

Thy, Lor and Mas are in

Thylan, Laurence and Massoud are in.

- Milan confirmed. We're leaving. - Good.

Oh, fuck...

Bob? François.

Laurence and Massoud's tracers are on the radar.

William's coming next.

Tonight at 9 Thylan will be live on Lafortune.

Send it to the Network.

If we're calling on your services

it's because we can't take care of it.

It'll take as long as it takes.

We can't just push our way in.

It's becoming very violent.

I know. That bomb blew up in my face.

That's another question. We wanted discretion.

We're getting our hands dirty for you.

But still. Seeing you on the news last week, I wasn't impressed.

Wrong place at the wrong time.

That's an easy argument.

Yes, but that's how it is.

We're not going to engage in crimes to scare people.

What's that look?

Bombs are going off.

I want suspects.

Since you're hanging around Thylan Manceau,

I'm guessing he's an important suspect to you.

- I'm not a police officer. - Precisely.

You're there to help them.

I don't like the way this lunch is going.

The election's coming up.

We won't start a campaign with a social disorder in sight.

There's definitely something in the air.

Enough to alert public opinion?

Not what I said.

Enough to alert public opinion, yes or no?

How can you possibly explain this?

We have a timer and we think that something is going to happen...

It's too vague.

It was disturbing to hear Beaugrand speak.

He's pushing for us to find something.

They want to prove that Manceau is involved in illegal activities.

He's afraid of him.

All this stinks of politics.

They want us to do their dirty job.

Did you mention the timer?

No. He's the minister.

You should've.

No. If anything happens, he'll be in trouble.

- Any news? - No.

I heard the terrorism threat level has been raised.

From medium to high.

The terrorism threat level has gone from medium to high.

Fuck off!

Everybody's here.

- I'll talk to you later. - OK.

Raising the threat level proves all this is nonsense.

I just got a message.

"Don't look for Laurence tonight.

"She and Chloé are gonna watch Thylan on TV".

That'll make one less person to watch.

- BO to Francis. - Francis here.

We're moving.

I confirm. I can see them in the mirror.

Take care of your guy.

- Cassandra? - Yes.

- Can you see them? - Affirmative. I'll take the van.

Alright, good.

What do we have here?

They're moving. The team's following them.

Anything unusual?

No. Nothing unusual.

Come. I've something to show you.

Here.

- What is it? - Yanis Mavrakis' purchases.

This month, he made nine purchases at Moto Sport.

- He's a biker? - We checked. He has no bike.

- What did he buy? - We could find that out.

Do it.

What do we know about her?

Well... Nothing.

I don't know her. I met her here.

Does she ever talk, exchange, debate?

Never about politics. All personal.

Did she say what she's looking for?

Not really.

OK, thanks.

Alright?

Yeah. What about you?

- Do you have a minute? - Absolutely.

We haven't had a chance to talk ever since we met at the hospital.

You're right.

So, you woke up one morning and thought you'd come and help us?

Your article on stock market manipulation got me thinking.

I found it simple...

yet not simplistic.

And so very indicative of what's happening right now.

I like it here. People are involved,

the atmosphere's nice.

Justine, I know what he bought.

Nitromethane.

It's for dragsters. Nitro, basically.

Used in bombs. Keep looking.

When I was a kid,

my father used to work in Silicon Valley.

So I became interested in computers at a young age.

- What did he do? - Systems designer.

Thylan is a really good guy, isn't he?

Yes.

How long have you been with the team?

A year.

Yanis, Massoud and I got here together.

- We're childhood friends. - Oh, yeah?

We've enough. We don't have to buy all this stuff today.

We've still got room.

- It's full. - Don't be such a lazy ass, Yanis.

They're shopping.

Your feeling?

My feeling? Honestly?

We're paranoid.

That's my feeling.

I'll keep going, but as soon as he gets home,

I'm out. This is a waste of energy.

Ladies and gentlemen, Thylan Manceau!

- How are you doing, Thylan? - I'm good.

Why bother demonstrating?

Denouncing bankers, politicians, the police,

institutions, students...

Are you that bored?

Hold on a second. None of that is boring to me.

I do not denounce for the fun of it.

No, I...

I fight for those who can't fight.

I speak for those who can't.

How can people take the time to think

when they have two jobs, three children,

financial worries and parents who don't age well?

They are suffocated from every angle.

I mean, really! It's the truth, isn't it?

They've things to say, but no time to talk.

You speak for them?

He's a demagogue.

I have the time to speak my mind.

I'm no demagogue.

But when you take the mike, people listen.

You know how to talk to people.

You got them and the press talking.

Remember when you had Greek class at school.

What was the etymology of the word "politics"?

It means "affairs of the citizens".

What I want

is for the Network we set up two years ago

to take to the streets.

100,000 people marching to demand deep changes

in a completely outdated dysfunctional system.

The system multiplies the marginalized,

the less fortunate, the outcasts. That's politics too.

The streets can have a loud voice.

Right?

And explosive arguments?

Did you see Thylan?

Do you think he could hurt anyone?

No.

But I have to say, he's a manipulator.

We're fighting for nothing.

Look, I don't want to say.

- If you... - Maybe it's a mistake.

We'll see what happens.

It's not that.

It's me, Blue Moon, this company...

I thought it was my place, but this isn't for me.

What's the matter?

With Benoît, I'd fight against something.

Now I'm chasing students who blow up firecrackers.

It's ridiculous.

Massoud and Yanis are partying at the bar.

You know what? Old Bob's going to bed.

OK.

Justine...

This is wrong.

Whatever...

Yeah, right. Whatever.

Come on!

Go see your children.

I'll go home, take a shower.

Then I'll come back and count the seconds. If nothing happens,

Milan will take over the company. I am sick and tired.

It's OK, it's OK.

Like a ton of bricks.

That's my job.

That was cool, man. People are happy.

Things are moving.

Well?

Perfect.

The truth, come on.

Simple, indulgent, borderline demagogic.

Why thank you!

- You wanted the truth. - OK.

And you?

I wouldn't say "demagogic", but a little too... unoriginal.

No one can disagree with what you're saying.

You're blunt.

You could hit a little harder.

It wasn't the place to do it.

I'm gonna join those groupies. They will boost my ego.

See you later.

A vodka, please.

What's going on?

Nothing. I think you're beautiful.

You're beautiful too.

Besides, you're intriguing.

You think?

I don't know why you're with us,

but you're not like the others.

People aren't always who you think they are...

I'm gonna get going.

I lost my wallet.

It's me.

- I talked to one of my guys. - Go on.

They've something on William.

He bought 30 sacks of fertilizer.

Ammonium nitrate?

Yes.

Mixed with nitro, it's a powerful explosive.

- Are you serious? - It's the Oklahoma City bomb.

I'm off to the office.

- OK, I'll join you. - Bye.

- Yes, Justine. - It's worse than dynamite.

What?

Nitromethane and ammonium nitrate. The Oklahoma City bomb...

Who told you?

The Secret Service told Milan.

Are we sure?

No, Bob. We can never be sure of anything.

If they're right, it'll be a carnage.

- Come to the office. - Yes.

Thank you.

- You scared me. - You're not home?

No. I'm staying all the way.

Did you have company at your place?

Why do you ask?

William parked down your street.

So it was him.

He wanted to scare me with his Halloween mask.

Massoud took the groceries to Stuckley.

William drove to your place.

Laurence is at the bar.

Thanks, François.

Go to bed. I'll take care of this.

No way. I'm staying here.

That's kind of you.

I believe, too.

You believe what?

That something big is going to happen.

If I do nothing, I'll blame myself for the rest of my life.

Thirty sacks of ammonium nitrate.

You need a truck to move that.

I've nothing.

I have nothing either.

You don't put 30 sacks in the trunk of your car.

I've Laurence's credit card.

Boiteau's Tool Center, 700 dollars.

Hold on.

Got it.

They rent trucks. We need to talk to them.

It's me. Come quick.

- What's the matter? - Massoud dropped off Yanis.

Look.

That's Yanis' cell, that's a warehouse.

- And this is the address. - Where're the others?

William turned off his phone. Laurence is at home.

OK, I'm sending a team.

Come on!

- In the office or at home? - Hold on.

Sorry, babe.

I'm not available. Leave a message.

It's Laurence.

Hi.

- I have your wallet. - No!

I just found it in the parking lot.

Thank you.

I'll bring it to you.

No, that's OK. It can wait till tomorrow.

I'm on my way.

Of course. Surprise.

William?

OK. What's the date?

Boiteau. Phone number and address.

What do you want with us?

- Screw you. - Don't be aggressive.

I'm being very nice.

No man's going to hit me, especially not you.

Do you work for Blue Moon?

You're mental.

This can't be good...

- Hello? - Mister... Boiteau?

I'm sorry, I know it's late.

It's an emergency. Do you rent trucks?

Yes.

We'd like to check

if Ms. Vinet-Guillot rented a truck from you.

- Who are you? - Justine Laurier,

President of Blue Moon. - You're not from the police?

No, sir.

Then don't call me again.

Fuck!

Answer me, damn it!

Don't deny it, Chloé. I know.

I don't know who told you that.

But it's bullshit.

So that's your job? Find out if we're planting bombs?

No use talking to each other.

We're going to get up quietly,

and then we're going for a walk.

No fucking way.

- Oh, shit... - It's OK, calm down.

Calm down. Stay with me, OK?

It's alright.

It's OK.

There's nothing here!

Good God!

Justine, we're in the warehouse. Nothing's going on.

Go check outside.

I'm telling you, it's empty.

Bob!

Wait.

An invoice.

I'll call you back.

Call me if you find anything.

Who is it?

Laurence.

She's bringing me my wallet.

You need to go. It's gonna be fine, OK?

Hello.

Thank you.

That's all? "Thank you"?

- You won't let me in? - I'm actually with...

- I'm with a guy. - I'm sorry.

I didn't want to bother you.

It's OK. I'll see you tomorrow.

Electrical wire and batteries - that's for the detonator.

We got it!

The truck is moving towards the tunnel.

The police can intercept it.

It's too late. There's nothing we can do.

Jesus Christ.

Nothing happened.

False alarm.

Amateurs.

I don't care who they are, they're gonna pay.

If the police don't do their job, we do it for them.

We're the target.

Violence serves no purpose.

I'm aware of your secret meetings.

We can't wait any longer. Now,

there's no going back.

Don't move. Get down on the ground.

Subtitles: ECLAIR