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It was impossible for Huguette Tremblay

to see that it was Anderson

who picked up Vickie that night.

In addition to the grandmother, the upstairs neighbor

claims Anderson picked up Vickie as well.

We have reason to believe that Anderson is innocent.

Whoever hurt Vickie, he's still out there.

He, or her.

I heard Shonda

was your official girlfriend when Vickie died

and that Shonda threatened Vickie a few days before her death.

Only they could confirm Anderson's alibi.

They didn't want to do it before. Why would they now?

There's a new scholarship.

It's exclusively for women.

Your father's old partner came by this morning

after you left.

Robert Turgeon?

Bernard Brown was sleeping with Anderson's mother.

Hello.

-What's he doing here? -Covering his ass.

Anderson was my student. He didn't keep good company,

and he hasn't always made the best choices,

but that doesn't make him a murderer.

You're not subtle at all when you're alone with him.

His new lawyers say he's innocent.

Code bleu in cell three.

Camille, what's wrong?

Sorry, I...

I tried to call, but you didn't answer.

Have you heard about Anderson Jean-Louis?

What's going on?

Section 696.1 of the Criminal Code

provides a last resort for victims of miscarriages of justice.

To be admissible, a case must contain

major new evidence.

In Quebec, criminal lawyers

and law students volunteer to assist

prisoners in this difficult process.

Their work isn't well-known,

and most of the time, unsuccessful.

But for some, abandoned by the system,

they represent a last hope for justice.

They are the Innocence Project.

INNOCENCE PROJECT

Anderson remains associated with the Ga�ons,

even if he's been in prison for 13 years.

Their new leader was killed,

and someone started

cleaning out those that were left.

That's not good for us.

We look like people trying to free a guy

who's still in a gang.

I'm not going to teach you how things work in prison.

Anderson isn't any safer in there because we chose to defend him.

It might even be quite the opposite.

Street gangs are always on the street,

even in prison.

No, Alexis, please put your hand down.

-Just speak. -Sorry.

I was wondering if we'd heard from Anderson.

Do we know how he's doing?

I don't know anything more than what the article says.

-I have news. -From?

Bruno Godin. He's at the hospital with Anderson.

Good job, Stella.

Why did Bruno call you?

He didn't. I called him.

You could've, the number is on the server.

Anderson was poisoned. He's in a coma.

They don't know if he'll make it.

How does Godin know this?

He's not family.

Anderson has no family left.

His mom hasn't talked to him in like 13 years, so...

OK, but... what do we do if he doesn't make it?

If he doesn't make it, I'll close the case.

I'll have no choice.

As far as we know, Anderson is still alive.

As long as we're not told otherwise, it's business as usual, understand?

Yeah.

It's Bruno Godin. What do I do?

Answer it.

-Hello? -Hello, Stella.

I spoke to the doctor.

Anderson was poisoned with ricin.

It was in his water bottle.

Ricin is less toxic if swallowed instead of inhaled,

but it can still be fatal.

Ricin... Shit, it's like being in Russia.

-OK. Is he conscious? -No, he's still in a coma.

The doctor's not sure he'll wake up.

I hope he's being protected?

Yes. There's a guard at the door 24/7.

Thanks, Bruno.

AN INMATE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH

Gabrielle, it's Jonathan.

Can you call me back?

I think we need to talk, even if...

you don't want to.

Let me know, OK?

Marjorie Dutil and Didier Brunet,

the two eyewitnesses, how is it going with them?

We were supposed to meet with them yesterday,

but with the event...

What about it?

We're the Innocence Project, not the Social Brigade.

-We're on it. -Yes.

We'd already agreed to meet.

We just need to set a time.

No, no. Don't take me for an idiot, dude.

I checked this morning.

Nothing was on the schedule.

Listen up, guys.

If anything new comes up,

like meetings, conversations or comments,

put it on the server, OK?

I had enough of a hard time

figuring out how it works,

I might as well use it, huh?

I'm trying to find Shonda Mathieu,

Anderson's ex.

Chanel Leblanc told me she'd threatened Vickie

just a few days before her death.

So I want to hear her side of the story.

-Is that new? -Yeah.

I told the dean,

and I just put it on the server.

B�n�, when you have more good news

to share with me, I don't know

if you've noticed, but I have an office here.

I've been working here for some time.

You could come see me... If you can't find me,

ask... Stella, good timing.

I'm looking for Shonda Mathieu, too.

She's my only lead to finding X-Ray.

X-Ray is Shonda's brother, right?

Exactly. Anderson said he was with him the night of the murder,

as well as with Manny Tucker, another Papa Ga�on.

-OK. -But why

look for them if Anderson is protecting them?

Presume nothing, B�n�. Years later,

we don't know what state of mind they might be in.

If they can give us an alibi, so much the better,

we'll take it.

Are you two

going to look for Shonda together today?

-Yes. -OK.

If you find her

and she tells you about her brother, let us know.

We'll discuss the right approach with him.

OK? Let's meet back here at the time we set.

-OK? -Yes.

OK! Marjorie Dutil is coming.

Good, very good.

I'll go talk to Tardif again, Anderson's former lawyer.

Three judges on the Quebec Court of Appeal

did order a new trial before the Supreme Court

reversed their decision.

I want to go over that with him.

Anderson's poisoning

is going to complicate our lives.

With the media involved,

the rector's office has become very skittish,

and I think your witnesses are going to be, too.

Your work will become

a hundred times more delicate.

I'm asking you to be careful

and to behave in a manner befitting the institution

you represent.

I'm counting on you.

All right, noted.

Didier Brunet, 45 years old, mailman.

I consent to being recorded.

Are you sure you saw Anderson's face?

It wasn't daytime yet, he was wearing a hood...

Look, I didn't know Anderson Jean-Louis.

The investigators showed me a dozen pictures of Black men,

and I picked him out.

To begin with, could you tell us

under what circumstances you believe you saw Anderson

on the night of November 10 in 2010?

I was a DJ at the time,

so I was a night owl.

Let's just say that my memory's a bit fuzzy.

But I had stopped using and had gotten into the habit of...

walking home after DJing.

It helped me come down from my adrenaline rush.

Are you absolutely sure that the man you saw

near the vacant lot got into a white car

with a red door?

That I remember very well.

I can still see it as clearly as I'm seeing you now.

Why did it stand out so much for you?

Well, a white car with a red door

is hard to miss.

But, as I understand it, all you saw

was a young man in the alley

dropping something in a trash can?

And it was loud enough to startle you.

And what made you make the connection with the murder?

A few days later, I returned to the alley in the morning,

and it was full of policemen.

They were rummaging through the trash can.

An investigator found a gun. That's when I made the connection.

I figured that the big bang I heard

must've been the sound of the gun falling in.

So that's when you went to talk to the police?

-That morning? -Exactly.

After my statement, two investigators came to see me,

and I could tell that it was important to them.

Do you remember

Anderson Jean-Louis' face

as well as you remember the car?

It was pitch black that night.

And the guy was wearing a hoodie.

So not as well as the car, no.

Do you think you'd recognize Anderson today

if we showed you the pictures

the investigators showed you in 2010?

Well, it was 13 years ago.

I found the pictures in the file. I'll show them to you.

It's him.

-Are you sure? -Certain.

It didn't take her long to identify him.

Did you see the picture they used?

He's the only one who looks like a killer in there.

-He looks more than guilty. -Yeah.

It's not fair to Anderson at all.

These pictures

are fucked anyway.

I mean biased.

-Biased... -I got it, Samir.

You identified him formally.

It played a big part in the trial.

Yes, but I'm not the only one who identified him.

There was another witness with me when they showed me the pictures.

Wait, you weren't alone in the room

when you identified the suspect?

Someone else was there with you?

Yeah, why?

Who was it?

Do you remember their name?

Not at all.

But she may have testified at the trial.

I think she was a doctor or a nurse

or something like that.

Are you sure about this?

Both witnesses were together

when they identified Anderson's picture?

That's what Didier Brunet told us.

We called Marjorie Dutil back, and she confirmed it.

They're both saying the same thing.

The investigators brought them to the station,

put them in an office together,

showed them the pictures, and they both identified Anderson.

Who were the investigators in the room with them?

They don't remember.

But they both said that there was a man and a woman.

Sylvie Nault and Maxime Amyot.

They were in charge of the investigation.

They were not allowed to be in the same room

as the witnesses during the identification.

Oh, boy...

Hi, Camille.

Hi, Sylvie.

-Maxime. -Hi.

I brought him along because he has a better memory than I do.

He can fill in the holes

in case I don't remember any details.

OK.

OK.

Speaking of holes,

could you tell me what happened

when you had Anderson identified

by eyewitnesses?

Why do you want to know that?

I have my reasons.

What's the deal with Vickie Tremblay?

Why, all of a sudden, are you digging it back up

and asking all these questions?

Why not?

Steven Guererra is needed at Gate 1...

Hi, Marc. I've come to see our prisoner.

-Hello. -Hello.

Did the penitentiary send you?

No, I...

It was my own initiative.

I was worried about him.

Nice of you to come.

Would you like to sit with him?

I can leave the room if you want to take it.

No, no, it's OK.

It was Anderson's mother. It can wait.

She must be worried about her son.

It can wait.

Are you sure that the witnesses looked at the pictures separately?

They weren't in the office together?

Come on, Camille, I know it was a long time ago,

but we weren't newbies. We'd never have done that.

The witnesses could've contaminated each other,

and we'd have lost our proof. I learned the trade from you.

-You know I'm by the book. -By the book...

In my book, the investigators who are in charge of a case

make sure they're not there during the identification.

When you know who your suspect is, you're biased.

You risk guiding the witness to the picture you hope they'll pick.

What's your fucking problem?

Did you switch camps?

You work for the defense now?

-Hey, let go of me! -OK.

Camille...

It wasn't a miscarriage of justice. OK?

We were short-staffed and couldn't wait

for another investigator to become available.

So, yes, it was Sylvie and me.

We led the identification, but we didn't say

a damn word to the witnesses.

And we met with them one by one, separately.

Not both together.

OK.

I'm sorry if my questions hurt you.

-That wasn't my intention at all. -It's OK.

All right.

Keep in touch.

Thank you.

What was that?

That was our former boss.

Control yourself.

Sylvie...

Don't forget that we're a team.

You and I. OK?

Come on.

She works there?

Are you sure?

Great. No, it's OK, I'll...

I'll call her there. Awesome.

Thank you. Thank you.

You look like someone

who's just heard good news, B�n�.

I found Shonda Mathieu, Anderson's ex.

Good, but exs are never easy.

I hope she'll talk to you.

Keep us in the loop.

I wanted to talk to you about the scholarship.

I'm already late to the rector's office.

Let's talk about it later.

OK...

No. No, no, no.

I'm looking for Shonda Mathieu.

Do you know her?

It's OK. Thanks, have a nice day.

Did you know the girl he supposedly killed?

Vickie?

A bit, yes.

She went to my high school.

I never had her as a student, but...

I think she was a good girl.

The wig's a good idea.

Vickie Tremblay!

Shit...

I didn't recognize you at first.

Of course, when you were up on stage,

I wasn't looking at your hair.

Leave me alone, Godin.

I'm not at school. I can do whatever I want.

Sure.

We're a long way from Saint-Michel. Aren't you scared?

Yeah, I'm here. Where are you?

Yeah. Please hurry.

You know, I can keep a secret.

But a secret like that, it's worth a little reward.

Hey, go jerk off, man.

I wouldn't touch you with a 15-meter pole.

Try it with your students instead.

I was just trying to be nice to you, Vickie.

You're a fucking bitch!

Fuck you!

She didn't deserve that.

He didn't kill her, did he?

No.

He didn't.

We're here, Anderson. Are you OK?

I'll go get the doctor.

I'm sorry, class is at 4 p.m. today.

I'm not here for the class.

I'd like to talk to you about Anderson Jean-Louis.

Anderson, the Papa Ga�ons, Vickie...

That was another life.

Hey, sister. You're not at school?

I haven't seen my brother in like five years.

-Your brother's X-Ray, right? -X-Ray!

I can't believe people still call him that.

Did anyone else

gravitate around your group at the time?

The only ones I can think of are Steph and Cindy.

They were escorts, too.

They were Vickie's best friends.

They did fight from time to time,

because of the competition between the girls.

Do you keep in touch?

No.

We lost touch after Vickie died.

Is there any truth to what Chanel Leblanc told me?

That Anderson was sleeping with Vickie while you were together.

You talked to Vickie's neighbor?

She told me you often had fits of jealousy,

and that during your last fight with Vickie,

you threatened to kill her.

I did threaten her,

but I barked louder than I bit.

A bit like Anderson, basically.

He acted tough,

but he wasn't a killer.

I'm certain of it.

If you're so certain,

why didn't you want to testify at his trial?

Stella Launiere. Nice to meet you.

Stella works with me at the Innocence Project.

I'm the lead on the Anderson case.

I thought that was you.

No, I'm the student supervisor.

OK... Are you expecting anyone else?

I can wait for them...

No, it's just the two of us.

Don't just stand there, have a seat.

I didn't want to testify at Anderson's trial

because I was tired of getting into trouble for him.

X-Ray forced me to be Anderson's alibi.

Where were you really that night?

At home, by myself.

I was watching reruns of Friends.

Do you know where Anderson was that night?

No.

He never told me.

Why did your brother force you to be Anderson's alibi?

I'm not sure.

He was probably afraid it'd scare off his customers.

Anderson being accused of murder sure wasn't good for business.

My brother's escorts and other schemes

brought in a lot of money.

Do you know where your brother is now?

We've been looking for him.

You know his sauce company?

The Hot Papas?

Yeah.

Their warehouse

is still at the same address.

OK. And how can we get a hold

of Cindy and Steph, Vickie's friends?

Can we help you?

Sorry, I... I got busy.

Busy? Really?

Mr. Coupal was worried.

I told him you left Shonda's studio alone.

There's no need to worry.

You're here now, so we obviously...

Obviously? You two thought

it was a good idea for B�n� to finish the interview with Shonda

while you went to see, by yourself,

a super-violent street gang leader

in a barbecue sauce warehouse?

-You say it like that-- -We thought

that since B�n� had met Shonda first,

-it was normal-- -Hey, sweetie pie,

we don't care.

We told you to be careful this morning.

What did I tell you about X-Ray Mathieu?

That if you were to get an address,

we'd decide on how we'd approach him.

What wasn't clear about that?

You need to understand

that you can't do whatever you want here.

You have to earn your place at the Innocence Project.

Seriously, girls,

don't do this to me again.

I'm told old for this.

At least the guys made progress today.

Yes! We met with Marjorie Dutil and Didier Brunet.

And Didier Brunet told us that he and Marjorie

had identified Anderson together.

-What? -In the same room,

at the same time, with the same pictures

and with the investigators who were on the case.

Seriously?

Yes, and this

could be huge for us.

No, this isn't really...

Listen, Jonathan, I'm telling you,

it has nothing to do with it!

You need to...

-Who's Jonathan? -No one.

That's what

these damn scholarships do.

They'll do anything to get

that fucking scholarship.

It's going to end badly, I'm telling you.

So I get to the warehouse, and there's a guy about six feet tall

asking if he can help me.

Yes, I'm looking for Raymond Mathieu.

-Is he here? -Never heard that name.

He sometimes goes by...

X-Ray. Do you know him?

I'm also looking for his partner, Manny Tucker.

There's nobody here by that name.

And you're on private property.

-I need you to leave. -OK, I'm going to...

leave a message.

I work for the Innocence Project.

He grabs me by the arm.

What don't you understand?

Those guys aren't here. Is that clear? Leave!

He throws me, takes my bag and throws it too.

Then, a car comes along at 1,000km an hour.

Fuck off!

-Out! -All right!

Did the driver stop?

No. He honked like a maniac and ran over my bag.

I ran away because I was scared.

Especially after my encounter

with the big hound from the warehouse.

I don't understand where that car came from.

Either it was lost or it was deliberate

to scare the henchman.

Fuck...

Hello?

-Stella, where are you? -Mr. Coupal?

Stella...

Coupal was right.

I never should've let you go alone.

Don't feel guilty. We both agreed on it.

We wanted to maximize our time.

Don't do it too often,

or we might start liking

being the new stars of the Innocence Project.

We won't keep you in the spotlight for too long, don't worry.

Fine, but it's not like

you were lost in the woods

without phone coverage.

Why didn't you answer my texts?

I was worried sick

when I found out Anderson had been poisoned.

Come on, Mom, I was busy!

Do you really think that helped us?

I had to catch up. I didn't have time to talk.

I'm sorry, but... borrowing someone's phone?

Did you know that Robert Turgeon went to see Dad at the CHSLD?

It was nice of him.

His former partners don't usually go visit him.

-Robert Turgeon? -Yeah.

Dad's former partner when he was a defense lawyer.

Robert Turgeon couldn't have gone to see your father, Stella.

Why not?

Because... he died last month.

What?

He had a heart attack in Florida.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, I was busy, too.

Fine, but Mom,

who visited Dad then?

I've often seen two witnesses

being wrong in the same case in my career.

-In the same room? -Often, I'm telling you.

I have.

It's hard to believe

that's what happened.

Sylvie and Maxime

started out on my team.

I trained them, damn it.

They assured me that the identifications

were made separately.

Yes, but...

you left to monitor terrorist events

before that investigation started.

You were gone! You can't know what they did.

Armand, you don't go bad

just because you have a new boss.

You know that.

I wanted to...

apologize for bothering you the other night.

Had I known you were with someone...

Don't worry about it.

It wasn't...

It was nothing serious, anyway.

I didn't think you had a life outside of work.

Oh, boy... Coming from you?

Well, it's true.

We have dinner together two or three times a month.

We just talk about fish or work.

We have no children, no family.

Yeah.

I'll have you know that...

I'm talking to someone right now.

Since Genevieve died, actually.

You see a shrink?

OK.

I guess I need social stimulus.

Is that why you went to the Innocence Project?

Yeah.

It gets me out of my old habits.

It makes me meet new people.

Ah, Stella.

Another visit.

Your father will be glad to see you.

I don't have time to see him.

I wanted to talk to you.

I'm listening.

The guy who came to visit him last week,

are you sure his name was Robert Turgeon?

Yes, why?

Because Robert Turgeon is dead.

That's him.

Can you pause it?

-Do you know him? -He looks familiar,

but I don't know him.

Should I call the police?

Not quite yet.

But call me if he comes back.

It was hard to take when we lost on the first attempt.

I was convinced Anderson was innocent.

So I rolled up my sleeves.

I looked for an angle to appeal the decision,

and I found a solid one.

At the opening of the trial, the Crown announced loudly

that John Gillis was coming to testify that Anderson

had confessed to Vickie's murder to him in prison.

Gillis was an inmate in Anderson's wing, right?

Yes. But that's not all.

The Crown also said that Phil Demers, another inmate,

heard Anderson confess to Gillis

and that he was going to corroborate his testimony in court.

So the Crown told the jury that?

Absolutely! But after that,

the Crown realized that Demers was unreliable

and decided not to put him on the stand.

Demers never validated Gillis' claims.

Even though the Crown had already announced to the jury

that Demers' testimony supported Gillis'?

Exactly.

But by then, the Crown had succeeded in doing what it wanted:

planting a seed in the minds of jurors.

For them, Gillis' testimony was solid,

even without Demers'.

I don't understand.

Couldn't you tell the jury during your closing argument

that the Crown wasn't being fair,

that Demers had never corroborated Gillis' version?

The judge refused to allow me to mention it.

So when I appealed, that's what I built my case around.

I said that by barring me from mentioning it

in my closing argument,

Judge Gallant had erred,

that he'd deprived my client of his right to a fair trial.

-A valid argument. -You bet.

That's why I won the appeal.

The judges ordered a new trial for Anderson.

But things went sour at the Supreme Court.

Yes. They overturned the judgment of the Court of Appeal

and reinstated Anderson's conviction.

The Supreme Court said

that even if the judge had made a mistake,

there was no reasonable possibility to think

that the verdict would've been different if he hadn't.

Did you see Demers and Gillis

after the trial?

Years later,

Demers wanted me to defend him in another trial.

I had to explain that I couldn't, because of the Anderson trial.

Yes, a conflict of interest.

But did you ask him if it was true, what Gillis said?

I couldn't help myself.

He wasted no time in telling me

that it was bullshit.

Anderson never confessed to Vickie's murder.

Gillis made the whole thing up.

The Crown had offered him a reduced sentence

for his testimony.

BERNARD BROWN AT A FUNDRAISER

FOR THE INNOCENCE PROJECT

I'll call you back.

No, I'll call you back.

Nadine?

What are you doing here?

I'm really sorry about Anderson.

Yes, thanks.

I heard on the news.

I'm sure he's going to make it.

Why did you go to an event

to support an organization whose sole purpose

is to get my son out of jail?

Why, Bernard?

You've been telling me for years that he's guilty.

I had no choice.

You're just afraid that your wife will tell everyone

that you slept with the mother

of a pimp and a murderer, don't you?

What would people think about you?

But if my son

survives and is found to be innocent,

it'll look much better for you.

Mr. Tardif?

Everything OK?

One detail came back to me.

Do you know Claude Mondello?

No, I don't.

He used to work in a body shop.

At the time, he went to the police

when he heard about Anderson's case.

Do you remember the car he drove?

Anderson?

A white Mercedes, I think.

Exactly. With a red door on the passenger side.

Exactly.

Well, Claude Mondello

said a guy came to him with a white car

and asked him to paint the passenger door red.

Only the passenger door.

Wait a minute.

Before Vickie's death?

A few days before.

Please, have a seat.

When I told you

about Anderson Jean-Louis when we were together,

you swore to me that it'd stay between us.

I've never told anyone, Jo.

Really?

How come the Innocence Project

is working on Anderson's case then?

Because I was no longer capable

of living with it on my conscience.

I had to do something.

You know how much I regretted doing that.

I thought I could trust you.

I should've kept my mouth shut.

I think you would've

if you hadn't had a panic attack

just when we went to the notary to sign for the house.

You were my girlfriend, Gab.

I told you this in confidence,

at a time when I was extremely vulnerable.

Because I loved you.

And I didn't want to have any secrets if we were going to live together.

And now you're going to use it against me?

Not if I can help it.

Have you thought about the consequences?

I didn't chase this.

His former teacher approached the Innocence Project

this year with his case.

But with what I knew, I couldn't pass it up.

I even made sure his case

was at the top of the pile.

Do you know how many samples I've analyzed

since I started working in the forensics lab?

Do you know how many aggressors, rapists and murderers

are in prison thanks to my work?

If what happened during the Anderson investigation gets out,

all these analyses will be challenged.

All these people risk getting out of prison.

You were talking about conscience.

You don't have a problem

with hundreds of criminals

potentially being set free?

Jo!

If I don't talk about your sample,

your work won't be contested, right?

-Right. -There you go.

That's why I'm using the Innocence Project.

Because I want to repair the past without having to break the present.

You told me you'd destroyed the sample anyway.

So what are you afraid of?

Excuse me, I have to work.

Hello, Bruno.

I tried to call, but you didn't answer.

I thought I'd give it a try.

To be honest with you, I saw your calls.

I didn't feel like answering.

Anderson has to be near death

for you to wonder how he's doing?

Are you feeling guilty?

If you really want to know how your son is,

talk to the doctor, OK?

I though fishing

was only a spring activity.

No, ma'am.

A true fisherman has no season.

Thanks for meeting with me.

It's the least I can do.

You know me,

I won't abandon my own people.

I didn't tell Max I was coming to see you.

Don't worry, it'll stay between us.

I don't want you to think you can't talk to me

because of my reaction yesterday.

I don't think that, Sylvie. Don't worry about it.

I wanted to do this job because I wanted to feel useful.

I know.

But let me tell you...

it's damn hard for a policewoman to feel useful

these days.

We're racist, we're too harsh, we shoot too fast.

We don't have the right investigative methods.

I know that all too well. I see it from a distance and...

I'm not angry about taking early retirement

in archives rather than in the field.

I can live with everyone

criticizing my work, but...

I consider you my mentor,

so when you think I'm not doing a good job,

it really affects me.

That's why I lost it yesterday.

I understand.

I should've been more careful.

Thank you.

Hello, Bruno.

Hi, Stella.

Mr. Coupal.

It wasn't too difficult to get in?

No. We got authorization from the penitentiary.

Anderson.

Stella Launiere and Mr. Coupal

are here to see you.

Hi, Anderson. You gave us quite a scare.

Hi, Anderson.

I hope you're well treated here.

It can't be worse than Valcourt.

Wait for me here.

He ate a little this morning.

Yes?

Yes, of course, I'd like to,

but I can't tonight.

I'm at the hospital.

No, not for me.

I'm visiting someone.

Listen... Lucie, can I call you back?

OK? Huh... no, no.

I have your number. It's a cell phone, OK?

Bye-bye. Bye. Bye.

Mrs. Antonin.

Armand Coupal.

I'm the teacher overseeing...

I know who you are, Mr. Coupal.

I'd heard you'd cut ties

with your son.

I'm not here to talk about my private life.

Of course, I apologize. But Mrs. Antonin,

still...

What I'm trying to tell you is that there are a thousand ways

to get out of your children's lives.

I've seen it many times in my practice.

I won't say it's easy to make up for lost time,

but that'll depend on you.

Come on.

Mom?

I'm sorry, Anderson.

I'm sorry.

Jo?

Jo!

I messed up, Gab.

I really messed up.

Catherine, my daughter who you love,

is an escort for a street gang.

They forced her into prostitution.

They drugged her, they raped her.

It's disgusting

what these fucking pimps can get a 16-year-old to do.

I'm not going to argue with you here.

It's a miracle I got my daughter out of there.

But...

Do you remember the Anderson Jean-Louis case?

He was a pimp who was accused of killing an escort.

That was a long time ago, wasn't it?

2010, the year my daughter was at her lowest point.

I was so pissed off that...

when the DNA samples were analyzed in the lab,

I...

No, no... Are you telling me

you falsified the results?

Anderson Jean-Louis' DNA

was in Vickie Tremblay's vaginal cavity,

but there was also another's.

I never said anything.

I only mentioned one DNA profile in my report.

What have you done?

You chose a culprit to avenge what your daughter went through?

I know...

You're talking to a former defense lawyer.

And you're just telling me now?

Just when we're about to buy a fucking house?

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I won't snitch on my boys.

No fucking way!

Do you want to get out of here, or are you playing with us?

Of course, I do!

But I won't drag X-Ray and Tucker into it.

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