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A former engineer murdered

during a politicised
civil engineering convention...

We'll need results, and fast.

Why are you following Chamfort?

- Where's Samuel Prevost?
- Dad!

Sure you don't want
to stay with your dad?

No. Mum's there with the police.

- Nathan Gignac?
- Police. Homicide Squad.

They know we know each other.

- Do you know where Esther Smith is?

A body in the river.
It looks like Esther Smith.

I'm asking you
to take full responsibility

for the flyover collapse.

Thanks, Hubert.

I'm not doing it for you.

I deserve to be punished.

OK, enough.

Let's go.

Freeze, madam!

THE WALL

We need to talk
to William Taylor.

- Yes, I’ll...
- I'll do it, Celine.

Obviously.

For now, Esther Smith isn't dead,
she's just a missing person.

So we need a body.

A photo taken from afar
won't convince a judge.

Exactly,
so if we stick to procedure,

we can't search her flat
or go through her phone calls.

I don't know
what you're suggesting, but yes,

we're sticking to procedure.

- Trudeau.
- Constable Chagnon here.

Sorry to disturb you,
but I have Sophie...

- Taylor.
- Sophie Taylor, who...

- What?
- So is she your daughter?

Yes.

Listen, Mrs Trudeau,

your daughter says
you were meeting her

at the home
of the murder victim.

- But it's sealed, as you know.
- Yes, at Hubert Philippin's home.

But I was held up.
OK, great.

The neighbours heard voices
coming from the flat.

- We were in the area, so...
- You did the right thing.

- Could you put her on?
- No problem.

Hello.

I don't know what you're up to,
but you, me and your dad are...

No, I understand.

- OK, bye.
- Sophie!

- Sorry, Ms Taylor.
- You're just doing your job.

Have a nice day.

I DEMAND AN EXPLAN...

I'm not sure

we should cross Philippin off
our list of suspects for Esther Smith.

So you have a list?

Esther Smith had just dumped him,
maybe for another man.

That'd be a motive.

We know he didn't board
the ferry on foot, but in a car.

He could've rented one
and waited for her on the other side.

- We'd know if he'd rented one.
- OK, but he could still have...

You're trying to fit
a square peg in a round hole.

There are too many witnesses
and variables on the ferry.

- He could've killed on impulse.
- Hubert Philippin didn't kill Esther.

No?

Is this another gut feeling?

Are you aware
of each breath you take?

Each breath?

- No.
- But you breathe anyway.

Intuition is thinking
without being aware of it.

Let's try a little experiment.

I'll ask you questions
and you answer as fast as possible,

spontaneously,
like in a game of true or false.

- Ready?
- Yes.

Did Esther Smith kill herself?

No.

Did Joanie Prevost tell us
everything she knows?

Yes.

Is Nathan Gignac
hiding something from us?

Yes.

Did Samuel Prevost
steal the suitcase?

No.

Did the concierge
cast Philippin in cement?

- What? Where would you get that from?
- No idea, I'm playing the game too.

- I'm just blurting things out.
- That's just silly.

Think about your answers
when you go to bed tonight.

That's what I do.

- It helps you get to sleep?
- Not really.

Hello, Jo.

I had some free time,
I brought doughnuts for your mum.

Thanks, that's sweet.

- She said the doctors think...
- Nathan.

I know you just want to help.

And you've been a great friend.

But right now,

my family and I need some space.

Sure, I get it.

Is that what you told
your friend Alex too?

That you need some space?

I'm going to see my dad,
who's in a coma,

so take your doughnuts
elsewhere, OK?

You've reached Sophie Taylor.
Please leave a message.

There's an Agatha Christie book.
It's also a film.

Murder on the Orient Express.
All the suspects are guilty.

We might have to widen our net.

Like we said at the start,
twelve victims...

Many may have wanted
Philippin dead.

I don't know if it's relevant, but
we intercepted a call by Nathan Gignac.

Geoffs coming back tomorrow.

I doubt he knows anything, but
it'll be hard to keep it quiet here.

- He won't have to dig deep.
- If he finds out, he'll figure it out.

- I have too much to lose.
- One thing at a time.

Geoff has a lot on his plate.
No need to panic just yet. OK?

I hope you're right.

- I need to go.
- OK, I'll come by later.

- Make any sense to you?
- No.

But let's find out
who this Geoff is.

- Perfect.
- Thanks.

I should never have
found out about this.

I could be banned for life,
or worse.

Why did you drag me into this?

You wanted to know what was
on that cassette. Now you know.

Twelve dead, Dad.

What would've been the point
of both of us taking the blame?

I didn't ask him for me,
but for you and your mother.

What would you have done
if I'd gone to prison?

And gone broke too.

Sure, get up on your high horse,

but you were the first
to benefit from the deal.

You've never had
to work for minimum wage.

So yes, my hands are dirty,

but ask yourself
why yours are clean.

Honestly?

You're pinning this
on me, on Mum?

That's not what I meant.

OK? Now hand that over.

How do you know
there aren't copies?

I don't.

But Hubert was careful
with those things, paranoid even.

He wouldn't have
made copies for nothing.

What will you do with it?

I don't know.

Alex, snow removal in the morning,
you need to move your car.

Big boss is back
at the hotel tomorrow.

Everyone will be tense as hell.

2 weeks ago,
he fired a chambermaid

just because there were two bottles
of conditioner, but no shampoo.

I can't believe they can fire people
just for missing the shampoo.

You had a visitor yesterday.

Your buddy Vince,
not the most pleasant guy.

I'd be mad too, if I was missing
20,000 dollars' worth of merch.

Right, well...

Sorry about that.

But Vince is..

He's on edge.
He doesn't get that I want out.

I need to get out
because my aunt found out...

It's clear that it's over.

You seem fully invested
in the game, Adrien.

Those aren't just cheap goods.

It was easy cash.
Zero risk, I was in deep shit...

- I can't be involved in this.
- I know, Alex.

I'm really sorry.

OK?

Anyway, I'll get rid of it all
in the morning.

And you'll never see
Vince here again.

Why do you think
I needed a flatmate?

All that is finished with.

- Tomorrow morning.
- You have my word.

Come on.

Well...

How's your investigation
going, Sherlock?

You've reached Sophie Taylor.
Please leave a message.

Not answering your phone,
is that your strategy?

How old are you, Sophie?

What were you doing
at Philippin's?

This isn't your mum talking,
it's the police.

I want an explanation.

Or would you rather
I get one from your father?

He dragged you into his intrigues,
which usually end very badly.

Call me back, Sophie.
I'm goddamn serious.

OK. I'm not sure I understand,
but here goes.

So, the daughter
of your former colleague...

- Sophie.
- Right.

- You saw Sophie follow a guy...
- Chamfort.

- Chamfort.
- I did some research on him.

He's a former friend
and colleague of Philippin's.

- The guy who was killed by...

Samuel Prevost, Joanie's dad.

Joanie, whose brother was killed

in the flyover collapse,

built by the company
of one of those two colleagues.

- And you have a crush on her.
- Yes...

- Is that it?
- Yes, that's about it.

How about doing a chart,
like in films?

Yes, maybe.

Or are you more interested
in the girl than in the case?

Well, she's going through
a rough patch,

and she thinks I'm just a guy
who works at the hotel, so...

Right.

Sorry,
I didn't mean it that way.

No worries,
I won't work there forever.

But you...

You're an undercover agent.

The last thing Joanie needs

is an undercover agent
who drinks too much.

Hi, Mum.

I'm with him.
Don't worry, OK?

Get some sleep.

Good night, Mum.

Dad?

Dad?

DAY 4
FRIDAY 6:47AM

I'm here, you can stop
leaving me messages.

- What were you doing at Philippin's?
- I never went inside his flat.

Constable Chagnon
can confirm it.

OK.

- Besides, we were meeting there.
- That's how you want to play it?

If you get me
involved in your case,

I doubt it'll be your case
much longer.

Let's be clear.

Your dad's got you involved
in l-don't-know-what.

You're riding high because
you finally got his approval.

- He told you how great you are.
- You really take me for a fool.

No, Sophie,
but that's what's going on.

Your dad's using you
until he has no use for you.

In Psychology 101, Mum,
that's called projection.

When you want
to keep someone in your life,

rule number one is
not stabbing that person.

It's a good start.

So how do we do this?

You handcuff me and we go and
discuss this with your colleagues? No?

Be careful, Sophie.

Daphne, I haven't had
coffee yet. What is it?

- Samuel Prevost woke up overnight.
- OK, I'm...

- Scoop you in 2 minutes.
- OK, perfect.

The office said you were
10 days ahead of schedule.

Good job. Impressive.

We got really lucky.
The bosses will be happy.

Thanks.

I was angry, Dad,

but I'd never have used it.

If it could've saved a life,
I'd have given it to the cops.

I know, and so you should have.

What if his will
makes you look bad?

I don't plan on sitting idly by

and letting Philippin
decide my fate.

Our fate, Bernard.

I'll find what
we're looking for.

Right. But if it's all bullshit?
Maybe it doesn't even exist.

We'll find it.

We have no choice.

Keep a close eye
on your worksite, son.

- We'll discuss it later.
- Yes.

The lawyer said not to talk
to anyone without him.

Besides,
you're not recovered yet.

I am recovered, Patricia.

My lawyer won't make.,
a damn difference,

an extra 500 dollars.

Go and have
a coffee with Joanie.

ARE YOU OK?

MY DAD WOKE UP

WOW. I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU. X

So you saw him
when you left Joanie's room?

Yes, I recognised him instantly.

Could anyone in the corridor
have seen you?

I didn't think about
who might have seen me,

just about my daughter
and her pills.

Handicapped for life.
I thought about my son.

I don't know
if he recognised me at first.

I shoved him,

then pushed him into his room.

Did you close
the door behind you?

Those doors close by themselves.

He fell backwards

and I started punching.

Then he recognised me.

He recognised me.

He didn't do or say anything,
it was like...

punching something...

that can't feel anything.

What do you mean?

That it was OK.

Like in a film.

I was the one beating,
he was the one being beaten,

and it was all very normal,

like that's how
it was supposed to be.

And me... Christ.

It scared the shit out of me.

That feeling.

So I hit him harder
to make it stop.

I was scared to death,
like I was fighting with a bear.

At one point, he stopped moving.
He wasn't looking at me anymore.

That's when I stopped.

I felt dizzy.

I felt like throwing up.

What was the room like?

No idea. Like mine.

I mean, were there
any clothes or personal things?

Was the bed made or unmade?
Any towels on the floor?

There was a suitcase.

- Anything else?
- No.

- Was he still breathing?
- Yes.

This suitcase?

Yes.

Then what did you do,
with the suitcase?

Nothing. I got up
and went into the corridor.

I remember
he was still breathing

because when I opened the door,

I was careful not to wake him.

Then you returned to your room?

No, to Joanie's room.
She'd taken sleeping pills.

I put my hands in ice.

At one point I thought
about hopping into the car

and scramming before he woke up,

before he called you.

But then I figured
maybe he wouldn't press charges,

since he hadn't put up a fight.

And then?

Then I watched TV all night,

with my hands in the ice.

A documentary about the Nazis.

And a superhero film.

I was waiting for the cops
to knock at the door,

pointing guns in my face.

We do have a murder confession.

Except, Philippin didn't die
from the beating.

We can't rely on his statement.
The overdose, the lack of oxygen...

Like the doc said,

he surely has permanent damage,
possible aphasia, a risk of aneurysms.

He barely remembers
being at the cottage.

Or he's playing chess with us
while we're playing tic-tac-toe.

You'd like it to be simple,
to wrap this up for Jacques?

Yes, that's all I want.
Nice stars in my report card.

- Fuck.
- What's wrong?

The night of the murder, a doc
about Nazis and a superhero film.

It's never easy.

- Trudeau.
- Yes.

I know who Geoff is,
from the recording.

- Yes?
- Geoff Peterson.

Right, his name is on half
the city's condo projects.

I just saw his name somewhere.

He's Anne Gignac's husband.

She's one of the flyover collapse
victims and Nathan's sister.

If he's close to a flyover victim,
why didn't we question him?

He's returning from Shanghai
today on a private flight.

- It's time we had a chat with him.
- He'll be at the hotel this afternoon.

- At the hotel?
- Yes.

It's his permanent residence.

He's chairman of the board
of the company that owns the hotel.

OK, nice work.

Those were
Philippin's exact words?

"I'm not doing it for you,
I deserve to be punished"?

I made a mental note of it.

I doubt I missed much.

There were suspicions
at the time,

but one isolated culprit
was much more convenient,

much less of a problem for many.

- Do you think it could be useful?
- Very useful, darling.

And your mum, do you think
she'll drop the matter?

No, of course not.

I can see that.

William Taylor.

Yes, of course.
No problem.

I hope I can be of help.

At 4pm in your office?
No problem.

See you then.

Your mum's colleague
wants to see me.

She's applying pressure,
but just bluffing.

But this is my fault. I got caught,
that's why you're in this position.

Given what you found out
at Philippin's, it's well worth it.

Shall we go for a bite?

- Do you know what he told them?

He's been sleeping like that
since they left.

The lawyer should've been here.

Mum...

\Ne haven't spoken
about it since.

About what he did on the lake.

He didn't want to come back.

So if he wants to come clean

and he doesn't want a lawyer,

then maybe it's not up to us
to decide for him.

My head hurts.

OK. No, it could be a stroke.

Code blue! Please..

I believe Mr Peterson is back.

Could you tell him Detective Sergeant
Trudeau wants a word with him?

Of course.

ARE YOU HOME? I'M NEARBY

YES.

Yes.

Come in!

- Joanie, what's wrong?
- My dad is in intensive care.

They don't know if...

I'm sorry, I just needed...

- I needed...
- It's OK, I understand.

No, it's a bad idea.

You're going
through a rough time.

Trust me,
this isn't what you need.

Hey, it's OK.

It's OK.

Thanks, Mr Taylor.
I'll get straight to the point.

By all means.

You had a meeting
with Esther Smith on the 10th?

Yes, absolutely,
but she never showed.

- I left her several messages.
- Excuse me.

Let me finish.

What was the meeting about?

Well, Ms Smith heads
a preliminary study committee...

- About the third link.
- Yes. Feasibility, impact...

And the infamous
social acceptability factor.

- You're not keen on that factor?
- It's a soft factor.

So as a consultant
for an organisation,

- you may have heard of...
- Forward Green.

An environmental lobby, right?

A lobby... Sure, why not?

We monitor all major infrastructure
projects around the world.

To whose benefit?

The planet's, Detective,
and your children's.

Sorry, it's just that...
Great pitch. Really.

Thanks.

Mr Peterson,
Detective Sergeant Trudeau is here.

- If you need anything...
- It's dirty, take it away!

I saw the presidential suite.
Is this the papal suite?

I'd have gone with pontifical.

Geoff Peterson.
A pleasure, Mrs Trudeau.

Detective Sergeant.

Of course. Sorry.

I literally have
2 minutes to spare.

- I have a dinner.
- I know this is last minute.

We can always do this
another day.

Yes, but next time,
call my secretary.

Lots of things have happened
in your hotel these last few days.

There's always
lots happening here, Mrs Trudeau.

Like a major, prestigious convention
for the development of the capital.

So a police presence,
yellow tape

and interviews with the staff
are starting to weigh in on us.

With all due respect,
Mr Peterson,

someone was murdered here.

With all due respect,

it wasn't exactly the Pope who was
murdered, Detective Sergeant.

Lots of people had reason
to want Mr Philippin dead.

Me first, given my wife's death.

And to be honest,

casting him in cement
was quite fitting.

It'll be a headache to repair,
and it'll cost a small fortune,

but artistically speaking,
it was quite a coup, no?

Like I said,
this involves a murder.

- Let's continue this discussion soon.
- I think so.

After you.

Esther Smith, what did you want
to convince her of?

I wanted to relay
our organisation's concerns

regarding choices
the decision-makers will consider

with respect to the third link.

In other words,
a bridge or a tunnel.

I tend to spew our mission
statement word for word.

Have you ever met Ms Smith?

Never.

- But you spoke on the phone.
- Once, from London.

Very briefly, a month ago.

Could I see your phone records
to confirm that

and to see the messages

Gladly.

When you produce a warrant
signed by a judge, of course.

I have a certain respect,
as do you, I'm sure, for procedure.

Thanks for your time, Mr Taylor.

You and Celine,
is it really working out?

I'll ask the questions, Mr Taylor.

When it came to Philippin,
my dad and me, it was just...

hatred.

Sheer hatred.

We had that in common.

He wrote me letters from prison.

Really?

I read them at first.

I read them to hate him,

but he hated himself
so much more.

He told me only two people
went to visit him in prison.

Just two.

They weren't even family.

Edmond Chamfort, I think,
an engineer friend.

And also Esther,

his former student.

I think he was in love with her.

Before he became..

Obsessed with me.

Totally obsessed.

He wanted to give me
millions of dollars from Australia.

I thought he was delirious,

but he came over
to show me his bank statements.

I'd rather have died
before taking a cent from him.

I stopped reading his letters,
I burned them all.

When all the hate faded,
I realised he was just human.

Yes.

Sometimes we forget that everyone
has a story, even the people we hate.

I'm so tired of hating.

So tired
of not being able to trust.

Listen, I'll go and take a shower,
then we'll go for dinner.

To take our mind off things, OK?

The man is obviously
potentially dangerous.

Besides being unbearable.

He treated me like the maid
coming to empty the bins.

But if he's linked
to Philippin's murder,

for now it doesn't fit.

And you? How did it go
with William Taylor?

He's clearly more charming
than Geoff Peterson,

but he made me feel
like a chambermaid too.

Except he enjoys
talking to the servants.

As long as
they don't cut him off too often.

Nothing gets to him more.

Probably he didn't reveal
anything of interest.

No, I'd say he knows nothing
about Esther's disappearance.

But he's clearly
up to something.

He's not just
a convention consultant.

Obviously.

But if he's not just that,
what else is he?

The next piece of the puzzle
is Esther Smith.

Her documents, calls,
research work, movements.

- What do you hope to find?
- I don't know.

But we're in the dark
and we need some light.

JUST SO YOU KNOW