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CRAVE ORIGINAL SERIES

- How could I have loved you?

I'm upset that I hurt you. That I messed up.

I sent the video to GossipWorld.

Pat found a treatment centre in Vancouver

that'll help me manage my anger.

A novel about your mother-daughter therapy

would create a buzz...

It's fun that Anna's your friend or your wife,

but it's gone too far. - Noted.

Our favourite maestro!

I've got a big craving for a poutine from Henriette.

- Ta-da! - Wow! I owe you.

I promised my mother I'd give you her new poetry book.

So I could do a concert with it?

You asked me how you could thank me.

I thought you had good judgment.

You woke me up at 1 a.m. to bring you a fucking poutine,

and you're questioning my judgment?

You know what this means, right?

I'll have to find another job.

Maybe it's a sign you should start writing again?

For what it's worth... I love you, Anna Brodeur.

Why don't you call her?

I don't have anything to say.

- Do you regret it? - No.

I regret her lack of judgment and unprofessionalism, but...

It's not great.

Why don't you go to the gym? Get your mind off it.

Is that a subliminal message

telling me I'm not in good shape?

Whoa, where'd that come from?

You just said I should go to the gym.

To get your mind off things!

That's it.

Kristof's going to see his doctor

to get his approval so we can do our...

I'm clearly the smallest with my bird frame.

Pat... I love your bird frame, OK?

And don't forget, you give...

I don't want to hear it. I'm going to the gym.

Your key.

If you need to go out.

Thanks for trusting me.

You're the kind of girl who'd clean the place out?

- Well... - I'll take my chances.

I like knowing you're around.

Are we going to talk about the...

- "I love you"? - Yeah...

- It was a little fast. - Well...

You were down. I like taking care of you.

I think it was more...

the hope that things continue to go well between us.

A moment of vulnerability.

I like being with you too.

You don't have to say it back.

But I do!

I'd like to get there, but there's no rush.

I'm not desperate, if that makes you feel better.

OK.

- Happy writing! - See you later!

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ANNA COMES HOME

How would it end?

I don't know, Mom. It's just an idea.

Can you stay in front of the camera?

It's hard to have a conversation if you keep moving.

There's so much to do!

And since your idea

isn't fleshed out, despite my help...

OK, let's work in reverse. You hate TV.

What would interest you enough to get you

to sit down and watch?

The million-dollar question!

But if we're being completely honest...

OK, I got it. You didn't like my idea.

Thanks for listening, bye!

Speaking of good ideas, I forgot to tell you...

my editor Sonia said she's really interested

in a novel about the two of us.

About our therapy sessions.

You can't write about us. Absolutely not!

Absolutely not, OK!

Coming from the woman who wrote Molotov Cocktails

without my permission...

Mom, I just lost my job because I asked

Jean-Michel Marsolais to put your poems to music!

I thought it was because you insulted him?

You owe me! You can't write about us, that's it!

You know, kitten, if you want to write,

you have to be in control of your material.

I don't think you want

to rewrite Molotov Cocktails, do you?

I don't want to be accused of harassment, but...

- Anna's still... - Missing in action.

Did you give her another special job,

or did she get lost in the metro?

As you've all noticed, Anna's chair is empty this morning...

Pat?

Can I talk to you for a sec?

I didn't sleep all night.

Jean-Michel? Anna's fired.

You can stop thinking about it.

Fuck.

I'm not sure I understand.

It's just that...

what if I said my reaction was a little...

overdramatic?

That you'd leave the agency if I didn't fire her?

But you were right. Anna didn't deny it.

I'm not going to work with an employee

who isn't professional.

No, for sure.

It's just that, I did ask her what I could do to thank her.

Things went downhill from there, but I was tired!

Three days of interviews killed me!

- I know. - For real...

she was better than Érika.

I feel like a king.

I can decide who lives and who dies. And...

Slow down! I can assure you, Anna wasn't murdered.

She did buy me a poutine at 1 a.m.

I know, I know. I tend to push everyone around me.

I could've just said,

"No, Anna, I'm not reading your mom's poems. No way!"

And there wouldn't have been an issue. But...

So, what exactly do you want?

MOLOTOV COCKTAILS A NOVEL BY MONIQUE BRODEUR

Hey, everybody!

- Hey! - Hey!

Long time no see. I was wondering where you'd gone.

I wanted to let you work.

In the meantime, I got my driver's license.

Patrick asked you?

No, it's just that if I want to replace Antoine...

So, any news?

No really, no.

Oh, OK. I know Patrick said it might take longer

because it has to go through the head office

in Detroit or Chicago. Can you imagine?

But maybe we can give them a call?

I'm surprised you didn't call them already.

I'll talk to Patrick.

Go ahead, call Patrick.

Maybe you can have some guts

and make some real decisions. Like me.

Tessa, do you know the expression

"Don't call us, we'll call you"?

Of course I do. I'm no dummy.

But that's not what they said at the meeting.

Don't you think that if they were interested in you,

they'd be chasing us down?

OK, so you don't think I have what it takes

to represent a luxury car brand?

They didn't call us, Tessa!

Sometimes you have to read between the lines.

OK. OK.

At least you got the meeting.

- It's good experience. - That's how you should see it.

You're right. You're always right!

I'll have so much experience before I die, right?

- Bye! - Bye!

- I can take it, but... - She accused you.

You did the right thing. - I feel bad...

- It was a good wake-up call. - Of course!

Wake up, girl!

I always wanted to look like Beyoncé,

tall and fierce, but... look at me.

Exactly.

Surprise!

I thought you were Jehovah's Witnesses.

I love your sense of humour. I barely slept last night.

We have something in common.

What can I do for you?

Jean-Michel wanted to talk to you.

You were extremely unprofessional. But...

I could've just said "no" to your mother's request,

without the whole scene.

I don't want to come across as a prima donna, OK?

It's not who I am.

It might've minimized the damage,

but it doesn't excuse my attitude.

But I appreciate you telling me in person.

On that note, Jean-Michel...

I'll let you two do your...

Do you want to come in?

There's a part of me that wants to give you

another chance, but...

I wouldn't give me another chance.

Your dream is to write.

Maybe that's why you're not taking this seriously enough.

Yes, I want to keep writing.

But you're wrong to think

I don't take my work at the agency seriously.

In that case, can you do better?

Because I can't keep justifying your absences.

I've given you too many free passes already.

Of course I can do better.

But I'm not exactly popular at the agency.

How will you explain the about face to your mutineers?

They don't even know you were fired.

I couldn't tell them.

But if I rehire you, this can't keep happening.

I know.

OK, so you're telling me you'd like to come back?

Yes! Very much.

I promise nothing will interfere

with my work at the agency.

Even if I find something to write about.

In that case,

you should walk in with me.

- Well? - Anna's coming with me.

Yay!

And to apologize for my tantrum and the poutine,

I booked you a suite at the Marshall Hotel.

You and your cop can have fun on me this weekend.

That's very sweet of you, but not at all necessary.

Oh, OK...

Pat told me it would be generous of me,

because I have things to work on or something...

That's right. And my friend Kristof is coming to visit.

He'll be spending the night Friday.

Oh! And since you haven't seen him in a while,

you'd like some privacy... - Exactly.

In that case, I accept the generous gift.

Great! I never want to hear about your mother's poems again.

Got it.

If you want to be transparent and tell the team...

It's best not to say anything.

If they ask questions, let me do the talking, OK?

OK.

What's she doing up there?

Tessa! What are you doing?

I can't take it anymore!

Don't move! I'm on my way! Keep talking to her.

What am I supposed to say?

Tessa! Come down, please!

Nobody believes in me, least of all you!

That's not true!

We were supposed to have lunch!

Did you call? Did you?

You're right!

But if you come down, I promise we'll go out to lunch.

Tomorrow!

You're like everyone else!

I'm sorry, Tessa! Back up, please!

Oh, my God...

Tessa! Back up right now!

Am I just a joke to you?

What happened?

Swear you're not just keeping me

because I pay you $3,000 a month?

I swear!

And to prove it, I'm going to take over your file.

I can see it's not working with Céleste.

You're not just saying that so I don't leave

a blood stain in front of the agency?

No. I'm saying it because the best is yet to come.

So you need to grab my hand and listen to me.

This will never happen again, do you hear me?

So I should've indulged her and called Detroit?

That's not what I'm saying,

but we all know how vulnerable Tessa is.

Pat, Tessa insulted Céleste.

She defended herself. We were there, not you.

Tessa's not the most tactful.

The number of times she bossed me around

like I was her secretary?

That's not what I'm saying! I'm not blind!

But if she jumped, it wouldn't have been for the attention.

Her roof act wasn't so hot...

What, Mia? We should turn away every client

that doesn't act like you want them to?

Wow! I thought this was a safe space.

We have a client who dreams big,

but her ego keeps sabotaging her.

That's what we need to change. That's our role.

I'm sorry...

If it helps,

yesterday Jean-Michel asked Patrick to fire me.

Which he did.

But this morning, Jean-Michel regretted it. So I'm back.

I know, you'd have liked that.

That too, Mia. Isn't it time you stopped?

Fine.

Welcome back, Anna.

We can all do better. And try to work as a team, OK?

How are you doing?

He smiled at me.

I saw the gap in his teeth, and...

He smiled because you share a unique and special secret.

OK, but it was a sadistic little smile, like...

Hey, long time no see.

What does that mean?

Nothing! I mean, he's as guilty as you are.

He's not going to turn himself in.

He smiled because he was like,

"Fuck! That's the crazy bitch who asked me to torch the car!"

- You're probably right. - I know!

But I can't faint every time something intense happens.

I'm like a ticking time bomb.

Put things into perspective.

What do you think I've been trying to do

since I've been back? - Minor regression.

But it's day and night since you first got back.

Yeah! You see how hard I've been working?

- I do! - See?

You're even making fucking peace with Monique.

And you're in a relationship!

Not with an official status,

but it's healthy nonetheless.

These are positive changes. - He said "I love you."

Excuse me? You didn't tell me!

- It happened last night. - That was pretty quick.

I don't think he's needy,

and he's not pressuring me at all.

That's great! Why don't you say it back?

I need time? I have a lot going on.

You know what? One day we're going to be so happy,

we'll piss off everyone around us.

Yes!

Thanks for coming, Rachel.

One word and I grab the gun in my purse.

Come with me.

Take a seat.

Thanks for coming.

My lawyer was against the idea.

Patrick will be our witness.

If I say anything off base, he'll keep me in line.

I'm listening.

So, yeah...

I've made a lot of progress in the past month.

I meditated, I did CrossFit,

I screamed naked in the forest,

I saw specialists... and, yeah.

The stress of my job affected me more than I thought.

But that's no excuse.

Over the years,

it prompted me to make some bad decisions.

And speaking of bad decisions...

your lawyer Justine, who's supposed to be the best...

she must've told you that since you leaked the video...

- That was the word. - Rachel!

Hang on! Antoine has another point,

and it's not what you think.

But I told my lawyer I don't care. I'm not going to fight.

She can take the house if she wants it, OK?

I get that the video was your revenge.

But the new Antoine Girard,

all I want is to ask you for one last chance.

I know I'm no winner, OK?

But we were crazy in love!

I left Anna for you.

Yes, I gave up along the way...

I fell short too many times.

But let me prove to you that I'm still worth it.

And how will you do that?

By respecting you. I'll tell you everything.

We'll never go to bed angry.

I want to love you like you deserve.

Rachel?

Let her go.

Hello!

I like what you're wearing.

Thanks! You too.

Oh! Excuse me. Oops.

Hello? - It's wonderful!

What is?

Your novel. I couldn't stop reading.

You're on fire, Monique.

You need to finish the novel ASAP.

Are you sure?

Mothers and daughters are going to devour it.

When can you finish it by?

Uh, I'll do my best...

Do better than that! I'll fast-track the project.

Great! You can count on me.

- Ladies? - Uh, I have to run.

Anna already wrote the series.

If you read what she thought of me!

Mom, I already told you. The series isn't happening.

See it as an exercise that brought us here.

But you did send it to you producer.

Monique, the project's been cancelled.

Anna already told you.

Writing a novel inspired by your relationship

seems too soon.

We're just starting to see progress.

Well, then!

I'll keep the idea on the back burner.

We'll revisit it in a few years?

OK.

Am I wrong, or would the old Monique have already sent

the manuscript to an editor?

Long live to therapeutic progress!

Speaking of progress,

there's something else I want to talk about.

Yes.

You mentioned it

the first time we played pickleball.

You asked me how I forgave Marc for everything.

That's her father.

You brought up the subject once or twice.

I realize that

I idolized a father who...

I'm forced to admit, did nothing for me.

I didn't idolize him completely,

because I knew he didn't involve me in his life

and, yes...

that hurt.

Even though I tried my best to hide it.

But I never stopped trying to protect him.

The rare times I saw him,

on my birthday or at New Year's,

he'd give me a knowing smile

when I told him everything Monique was doing wrong.

It was our little game.

I never asked him why I wasn't a part of his life.

I think I was afraid of the answer.

I ended up convincing myself I wasn't good enough.

I idolized the wrong person.

I demonized you...

and I'm sorry.

Monique, how does that make you feel?

It's a balm on my heart.

"Thank you, life!" as they say.

But, it's good. It's good.

- Hey! - Hey.

- How are you? - Good.

How's my favourite mayor?

I think we can talk about other things tonight.

- Hey! - Here.

- Thanks! - Hey.

Are you hungry?

No, no, no, it's a real question. I made veal Marengo.

It smells good,

but I think I'll start with a drink.

What can I get you?

Vodka soda?

I don't usually get rooms like this.

"To start the day off right,

a Duodynamic couples massage awaits you tomorrow morning."

We'd better celebrate.

Thank you!

To Jean-Michel?

To maestro!

Coco!

It was great to hear from you.

I'm working on a new project,

so I thought a little boost would do me good...

I kicked in a little something extra.

How much do I owe you?

If you let me in...

we can pretend it's the good old days?

My wrinkles are eight years older, as you can see.

Has it been that long?

Feels like it was yesterday.

OK, 30 minutes. No more!

Why are you laughing?

Because Jean-Michel had a good idea.

Not to keep harping on it, but...

is it as easy for you as it is for me?

It's pretty easy.

I don't want to jump the gun, but...

I'm almost always happy to be with you.

Not always?

- You know what I mean. - I do.

It wasn't like this with Antoine.

Who's Antoine?

Sorry, I'll turn it off.

You can take it, I don't mind.

Are you sure?

When I say something, I mean it.

Hello?

- Anna Brodeur? - Yes?

- I'm Tom's friend. - Who?

Tom. The guy you ran into the other day.

- Sorry, but I run into lots of people.

Can you be more specific?

Ten years ago, you paid him to burn down your ex's house.

Is that specific enough?

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Give us $10,000 by tomorrow 6 a.m.,

or we're telling Antoine Girard.

Everything OK?

Yes.

It was a friend of Monique's.

It was a little cryptic...

I'm just going to call her, OK?

- You've reached Patrick Bernier at PBLD. Leave me a message.

No, no, no.

Fuck!

You OK, Anna?

I'm fine!

I tried all of her friends, but nobody's answering.

I feel really bad,

but I think I should see what's going on.

Now?

I know it sucks, but...

What are you worried about?

It was really cryptic,

and since Monique isn't answering...

What is the friend worried about?

He said Monique was very depressed.

OK, then let's go.

That's so kind of you, but I know my mother.

Having you there isn't the best idea.

Then I'll wait outside.

If it's what I think, it could take a while.

I think you'd better stay here.

And wait for you? - Yeah!

I'll take care of this, come back,

and tomorrow we'll enjoy the massage.

I'm so sorry...

Pat?

- Anna? - Anna?

Hi, Anna.

I'm so sorry, but I really need to talk to Pat.

My life depends on it.

- What's going on? - Should we wait for him?

You can't pay that!

I don't have the money,

and I'm not asking for it, I'm really not.

But... what if I could pay?

Think about it.

You pay the $10,000

but the two bozos come back and ask for another $20,000.

What do you do then?

I pull Tessa and jump off a roof.

Or, you neutralize their threat.

How do I do that?

I think you have to tell Antoine what you did.

Because if they call Antoine, he can give them hell.

That's assuming he takes it well.

He's really changed.

Fuck.

I'm so sorry.

Anna.

Don't tell me you're still in love with me?

- No, no. That's not it. - Phew!

Then what's going on?

Are you fucking kidding me?

Unfortunately not.

Now that you know, if the guys call you...

My house burned down!

Rachel's cat would've died if he hadn't been at the vet's.

I can't believe this.

Tell me it's a test.

Tell me Pat sent you over to be sure

I can manage my anger in any situation?

It's not a test.

I'm so sorry, Antoine. Please forgive me.

No, no, no. You don't deserve my forgiveness.

- I don't? - You're a psychopath!

My house burned down! My Mercedes!

I know. I'm sorry...

No, no. Quit playing around.

What about your boyfriend, the cop?

What does he know about all this?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

I'm not proud of it! You don't see me bragging!

Did you tell him we slept together?

No...

So how did you explain the chlamydia?

I think the fact that you gave me an STI

should weigh in the balance...

No way! I didn't know! I had no idea!

I didn't infect you intentionally!

So the guy might have chlamydia, and you didn't tell him?

He knows about the chlamydia!

I told him I'd been asymptomatic for a while,

because I'd been infected by Renaud,

my old boyfriend.

It was Monique's idea. - You're two peas in a pod.

We might have two or three genes in common,

but the comparisons end there! - No! Shh!

You're going to tell him we slept together

and you gave him my chlamydia!

Antoine, I know you're angry...

It's either that, or I turn you in.

- Are you serious? - I want it to hurt.

I want you to suffer.

That's the only condition for my silence.

I...

I'll write you a role. An extraordinary role!

The one that'll open the door for a comeback, hm?

Need I remind you that you destroyed your producer's car?

So you and me, we're the same!

Oh, fuck...

- What? - It's Rachel!

- What? - Hurry, in here!

- Are you crazy? - Come on...

- OK... - Hurry! Hurry!

Hey! Hi.

Am I interrupting?

No, I was just doing my yoga.

Can I get you something to drink?

I've had enough to drink.

Have you really changed?

Yes.

If I give you one last chance, I won't... regret it?

I swear you won't.

- Is that true? - Yes, baby.

I swear you won't regret it.

Fuck...

SAMUEL HÉBERT: YOU OK? SHOULD I WORRY?

CALL ME BACK, I'M WORRIED. 12 MISSED CALLS

Hello.

I left you 12 messages.

You didn't have two seconds to write me back?

I couldn't.

Did your mother lock you in the basement?

Handcuff you somewhere?

- I... - What's going on, Anna?

We were supposed to spend the night together,

and you leave me here like an idiot.

You don't think I know you're lying?

I'm not a good person.

Don't go there.

"You're not good enough for me," is that it?

Don't play that game with me.

Maybe it's not a game.

Can you just tell me what's going on?

Antoine gave me chlamydia.

It wasn't Renaud.

When did you sleep with him?

The night you were waiting for me at the restaurant.

Do you still love him?

No. But it's complicated...

I know. Lying is complicated. I see it all the time.

If you want, I can tell you the whole story.

I'm not interested in what you have to say.

I thought you loved me?

Not enough, I guess.

Bye!

See you!

Bye, Pat!

You didn't want to walk him home?

What's with your tone?

I'm just wondering what the hell is going on?

Are you serious?

I was trying to help Anna.

You couldn't have waited two seconds for me to come back?

We didn't feel like waiting, Pat.

We agreed to a threesome.

It's not the same if there's only two of you.

And we also agreed not to have Anna around.

When you don't want to see Téo, you make that very clear.

But Anna... - Anna had an emergency!

Of course. And she comes before everyone, right?

We've been friends for 29 years!

Cool! But don't blame us for exploring our connection.

Oh, is that it? Now you have a "connection" with Kristof?

It was powerful.

And where's Patrick in all of this?

I don't know, Pat.

Recently, things have been complicated with you.

Actually, it's not just recently. It's been complicated

from the beginning. There's always something!

You're right. I'm complicated.

You're young, you're hot, and you want to explore,

so why would I stand in the way of your connection with Kristof?

Why?

- Fine. - Fine.

- Hello? - Anna!

Listen, I'm really sorry about last night.

Rachel really needed to reconnect,

and I couldn't tell her it was too much.

What do you want, Antoine?

I'm still thinking about what I said.

Yes, I want you to suffer, but I'm not cruel.

You don't need to tell the cop.

I shouldn't have asked you to.

However, I really liked the idea

of writing me a comeback role.

Maybe we could try to work something out?

I love you, husband.

I love you, wife.

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