Original subtitles

CRAVE ORIGINAL

PREVIOUSLY

He followed her into a bathroom stall.

They exited 9 minutes later.

- I hooked up with Harold. - Anna, no!

I told him today, and I was adamant,

that it would never happen again.

PBLD is screwed?

In four months, I might not be able to pay my staff anymore.

At our age,

if we still can't love one another without hurting each other...

well, as they say in baseball, three strikes and we're out.

I can cancel Monique's interview if it'll be too hard on you.

Please don't.

- I'm guessing Anna's doing well? - She's on fire!

Single as ever.

I was careless and signed a man posing as a trans woman.

I had 10,000 copies printed!

I was sure of its success! How do we fix this?

We'll call Naomie Cardin

and invite her to a high-level meeting.

We'll bring in all parties involved,

including Léo, aka Arielle, and you, Ms. Beaumont.

A trans woman as well.

I want no part in this.

Thanks for being here, Monique.

For those who don't read the tabloids, Monique's my ex-mother-in-law.

She's not always easy. Actually, she rarely is,

but I dated her daughter, so that might explain it.

- Not a relapse? - Not at all.

- This is really good. - That's what I thought too.

Still, I'm no Livia Rose.

- The trans author? - Yeah.

She's reading it.

I have a feeling she'll tell us to burn every copy.

Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. It's totally my style.

- How are you feeling today? - Better. Around 88 % functional.

Great.

Honestly, guys, I'm really happy.

I'm excited to record my podcast.

I haven't felt this good in a while. Thanks to you two.

I'm glad to hear that.

So I was thinking.

I could pay to build an extension for my room.

We'd each have our quarters. It would be like Three's Company.

I haven't seen that show.

I bet that's whacko Monique.

That's no way to talk about your first guest.

- Right. - Yeah.

I'll tone it down.

I deleted your number.

Can we talk?

ANNA COMES HOME

Thanks.

Have you talked to your mom lately?

What did she do this time?

She called me at work.

She said she was going through emotional turmoil with your father.

- What? - She was tipsy. Your father was there.

- Wait, he was at her place? - Affirmative.

I wasn't sure if she was hinting

that she felt threatened, so I went to check on her.

Are you sure it was my father?

Yes. You have the same big blue eyes.

She even introduced me

as the idiot ex who might be their son-in-law if I wasn't so heartless.

Oh my God. I'm so sorry.

Thanks for letting me know. I appreciate it.

What if I told you...

...she's right?

I should've given us another chance.

Okay, the feeling's not mutual.

Things are complicated right now.

I just went through something with someone else.

Your mother said you were single.

Yeah, well, she doesn't know. It was very new.

Bad timing?

Yes, bad timing.

Keep your mom updated about your relationship status.

Yeah...

So, did you catch the person who torched my Mercedes?

I know the truth.

Your lies always catch up with you.

- What did he want? - Nothing important.

It didn't look like nothing from the look on your faces.

I know I'm the elephant in the room. You would tell Pat everything.

He wanted to get back together.

- You said no? - Of course.

Didn't we say it wouldn't work with the other person?

- What other person? - Someone you don't know.

Even if we can't be together, I can't just turn my feelings off.

It's not that simple.

What would you do if Mr. Complicated wasn't in the picture?

Now that's the real question.

We're running late.

Who's the other guy? Some loser?

No, a doctor.

- Are you still at 88 %? - Even at 80 %, I'll be fine.

- Hey! - Hello, thank you.

- Feeling better, Mr. Bernier? - Much.

- Thanks for your good vibes, Noor. - Can we talk?

- Can I get settled first? - It's urgent.

Follow me.

- Thanks, Noor. - My pleasure.

Good morning, everyone.

- Hi, Anna. - Hi, J-C.

I met with Naomie Cardin yesterday after everyone left.

- She agreed to-- - Your wonderful plan B.

Tomorrow, everyone involved is meeting here.

- My plate's full. - Mine too.

I think what everyone's trying to say is

that we shouldn't have to work on a project that goes against our values.

All right.

There will be four people. I'm not sure how many cameras we'll need.

It'll probably need editing, but I'd still like to keep it lively, okay?

- I'm on it. - Okay.

Wonderful.

Why make me Senior Account Manager if Anna keeps calling the shots?

- We were losing Marlène. - You don't know that.

Actually, I do. I heard the whole conversation.

Behind my back?

Wow... you really trust me.

You tried to shove your plan down her throat, just like with Mayor Deschamps.

- Didn't I ask you to adapt? - You also asked us to work as a team.

Everyone was on board with plan A.

Well, that was your opportunity to show leadership

and not cave to their discomfort like I would've done.

In that case...

No, I'm not reading that. Take a few days to think, like Céleste.

I'm not Céleste.

All right, so Mia just gave me her resignation.

Are you serious?

If you made her resign, we deserve to know.

I didn't. I refused but it was her choice.

Can you tell us more?

It's obvious she wasn't happy here.

It happens all the time.

Life goes on. So what's the plan for tomorrow's podcast?

- Érika can help me. - Absolutely.

Céleste, you'll handle the high-level meeting?

We're calling it "high-level" now?

That wasn't very professional.

Might be what you need to start questioning yourself.

I love having you on the team, but seriously...

She's not the only one.

None of us are comfortable with your plan B.

I know, but Marlène Beaumont is our client.

That can't always be your excuse.

Sure, but stop with the echo chamber stuff

where everyone thinks alike and has the right and need to cancel others.

- Wow, that's insulting. - I mean.

Maybe just this once, despite how important she is,

the client will have to pay for her mistake.

It's a mistake, Pat, but you two can't see it.

- It's not that we don't see it. - No.

Clients can't always win.

Fine, Léo Morin pretending to be a trans woman is questionable behaviour,

but he hasn't killed anyone.

So murder is your new standard...

Democracy is under threat around the world,

but what keeps you up at night is an author pretending to be--

Okay! I think we all need a timeout.

We can't be late for our Zoom meeting.

Let's go.

Seriously?

You swore you were at least 88 % functional.

Okay, so there's some variation.

I'm not having a meeting with you like this.

- Do I look like I'm at 88 % now? - No, I'd say 68 %, at best.

I'll apologize later.

We'd love to work with Mr. Marsolais.

Great, we're happy to hear that.

What about Dr. Fréchette?

Mr. Marsolais really insisted that he be part of the campaign.

That's a bit tricky.

- Are we in a safe space? - Yes, of course.

We have nothing against Dr. Fréchette,

but imagine if everyone in Québec started requesting colonoscopies before age 40.

The healthcare system would collapse. We're struggling as it is.

You like the idea, but the answer's no?

No, we do want to work with Mr. Marsolais,

but we're aiming for a campaign with broader appeal.

Such as?

The youth outdoing themselves.

Young people who are comfortable in their own skin have better mental

and overall health.

Okay, so Dr. Fréchette is out.

You're on board with a campaign

about passion and balance with Maestro Fréchette.

Marsolais, I mean.

With such a high-profile spokesperson,

I can get the Health and Social Services Ministries involved.

That guarantees a bigger budget.

We could aim for a five-year campaign.

It's a great timeframe to fuel a campaign.

Good! When do we meet our little genius?

- I'll talk to him and get back to you. - Perfect.

Thank you, bye.

- Five years? Not bad. - Yeah, it's great.

- How about we meet Jean-Michel at 2 p.m.? - That works.

However, if I'm being selfish,

now that Dr. Fréchette is officially out...

He's fair game.

You have to admit, it's an interesting twist.

It is, but what about Samuel? Is that over?

- Don't mess with me. - The doctor must be a great lay.

Come on, it's not like I'm comparing them.

You really seemed to miss Samuel.

You ended things with the doctor already.

Tell him he won't be a spokesperson and move on.

- Why are you like this? - Just sleep with Harold then!

Your percentage keeps fluctuating, and it just dropped again.

♪ Mom!

@ What did the prodigal child do now?

It's not as much Anna as the fact I said yes to Antoine.

It's a podcast; only a very small segment of the population will listen.

- Let's cool our jets. - Yes, but it's live.

We have a lot of baggage. He could eat me alive.

You realized that on the day of the interview?

Patrick's very good at making you see the bright side.

Kimi, I really need a winning strategy.

Remind me how much I charge for that?

Damn.

- Damn, as in your eyes are bleeding? - Damn, I'm happy.

Fucking happy.

♪ Rock and roll, baby.

@ Since Mia is out of the office, I finished her interview plan.

I prepared some questions for you.

I appreciate the effort, darling,

but I've got it all figured out.

That's great.

Let's hope Ms. Brodeur is on the same page as you.

Right.

Hello, Mr. Marsolais. They're wait...

It's a great plan, when you think about it.

I'll say it again.

If my goal was to do the campaign with Dr. Fréchette

how is it a good plan for me if he's not involved at all?

I think it's time for us to put our cards on the table.

- My dear friend-- - Did you like fucking him in the bathroom?

Hm?

Should I pull up the photos, or are you done taking me for a fool,

my dear friend?

- Photos? - Of you two fucking!

In the bathroom.

A PI followed you.

- Anna, you should know better. - You're right.

But you went as far as hiring someone to follow her, Jean-Michel.

Don't "Jean-Michel" me. I had the PI follow Harold, not her.

I wanted to be prepared.

I never imagined my friend would backstab me.

First, it has nothing to do with you.

Second, let's accept he's not gay.

Who cares which team he plays for!

You knew I liked him, and you slept with him anyway.

You can see it that way, Jean-Michel...

Okay, Pat, I think it's time.

Time for what? I'm just trying to understand.

Either you fire Anna, or I'm leaving PBLD.

No, it was my mistake.

- I'll resign. - No.

What you did, Anna, was unprofessional and completely out of line.

I understand why you're upset.

So moving forward, I'd like to take care of you personally.

Deal?

It wasn't one of the options.

- Please. It was my mistake. I'll resign! - No. Stop.

Jean-Michel, everybody makes mistakes.

Too bad for you.

Did the handsome Harold mention he's married?

- He's married? - He never told me.

He probably made that up to get back at you.

- He's your biggest client. - Yes, that's true.

I've been putting up with his shit for years.

I'm at the end of my rope. I'm done.

So you're choosing me?

- You really had sex in the bathroom? - It was so hot.

- Where the hell is she? - I've texted her three times.

- Call her. - We've been at war since yesterday.

We're supposed to be getting my career back on track.

Straight to voicemail.

Worst case, you could interview Anna.

- Ex-mother-in-law, ex-girlfriend? - That's ridiculous.

You won Gemini awards. Ironic, isn't it?

We're looking for solutions.

We need to get ready, or we'll be late.

To interview myself? I knew this was a terrible idea.

Hello, hello! Wow, what a beautiful bunch!

Thanks for being on time, ladies.

I provide emotional support to Mommy dearest.

Christ, were you trying to give me a heart attack?

They swore you got your life together again.

Don't get smart with me.

All right, everything's fine. We're going to record a great podcast.

♪ Yes sir.

@ Quick group picture for social media.

Antoine, please. Okay, great. Thank you!

Ladies, please follow me.

Un momentito, por favor, young man.

- I need a moment. - Yes.

I'm just going to see...

Since we're on a break,

I think it would be best if you left during my interview.

- Are you serious? - Yes.

I mean, you did call one of my exes for backup.

That says a lot about your mental state.

Your father showed up at my house. I bet you enrolled him.

You better show up to our next therapy session.

Otherwise, I'll be the one ordering a 20-year break.

So if you'd like to see me while you're still alive...

Very funny.

- You should be a screenwriter. - Very clever!

It's lovely how connected you two are, but it's showtime.

Antoine, break a leg. I believe in you.

Thanks, Anna.

- Sit down! We're about to start. - In my script, I show up late.

What the hell are you talking about? Have you lost your mind?

If you keep up that attitude,

you'll see that an hour-long podcast won't fix your career.

So in my version of the scene, I show up late.

Do whatever the hell you want.

Okay, we're live in 5... 4... 3...

Hello, friends.

I can't tell you how much I've missed you.

I couldn't wait to be back.

HAROLD CAN YOU CALL ME?

I have a goal with this podcast.

To feature public figures

who also had to reinvent themselves

in order to get back on track.

This is when...

I should be introducing my dear ex-mother-in-law.

She's the poet and former journalist, Monique Brodeur.

- Unfortunately-- - Antoine!

I'm here.

Ah, Antoine!

- Eh, oui. - Ah.

I was listening in the car, and it was wonderful hearing your voice.

Always a great liar!

- I brought a guest. - Kimikaze.

- Kimi to my friends. - In case you're boring.

She's got spunk.

So you're single now?

The dandy running through Vancouver forests to unleash his anger and lust for life?

We're off to a great start.

I'm a hostage on my own show.

We just want to make sure the first episode isn't a dud.

Wonderful.

So here's my first question.

In your case,

what derailed your career, so to speak?

In my case,

I'd say it's ageism.

My bullshit detector says otherwise, Monique.

Don't tell me your reputation had nothing to do with it.

I must agree with our handsome host on this one.

- Sorry. - All right, then.

What we really want to know is, when did you become a "has-been."

- Doing it for the ratings? - I wouldn't be against it.

You can't move forward until you can talk about the past,

even the messy parts.

One morning, I found myself face to face with Edgar Benoît,

a great philosopher.

My researcher had a cold, and all I had was half a page of notes.

After that, I was a lot less delicate about pointing out how thin the file was.

So you scolded a sick researcher,

but your bad reputation doesn't explain why you disappeared.

♪ Come on! - Oui, come on, Monique!

@ Apologies, I got carried away.

Yes. What happened is...

In order to perform better, I may have abused

certain substances.

- What substances exactly? - Snow White.

I was on... snow.

So you were a coke addict!

Not at all. I wasn't buying it by the kilo.

It was occasional for a little boost.

Monique, you lost your job. Someone must have noticed.

Of course. I was summoned

to the boss' office.

It wasn't a huge scandal or anything.

You went to rehab?

Hello, Poop Magazine?

Are you listening to Antoine Girard's fabulous podcast?

No? You should.

If you're looking for your next clickbait sensation,

you're in luck.

I'm only human...

Wasn't this supposed to help us book future guests?

It was.

I've come a long way.

FROM MARLÈNE: TALKING ABOUT HER ADDICTION, NOT HER NOVEL?!!!

We all have to free ourselves from our inner prison.

Hello?

Hey, how was the meeting?

Interesting...

How about I drop by your place and tell you all about it?

In person, absolutely, but my place is a mess.

Let's meet somewhere. I'll text you the address, okay?

Monique Brodeur, Kimikaze, e, thank you so much for being here.

- I'll see you again soon. - God willing.

And cut!

♪ Wow!

@ What the fuck is your problem? - What? We put on a show.

You painted me as some drugged-out prostitute.

You showed up late with a drag queen. I matched your energy.

You bargain bin Joe Rogan!

And you're just annoyingly standing there!

Okay, that's enough.

You didn't like it?

It's not what I had in mind if we want more guests.

I was trying to do a hot seat. I guess I missed the mark.

- We got some interesting comments. - Like what?

People loved the banter. They said it's dramatic, funny.

Kimi comes up a lot.

Kimi isn't even on the show. What about me?

You?

Well... @marc3456ihatemondays liked your tone.

How many people tuned in?

We started at 243.

- Thousand? - Of course not.

I've told you before,

viewership is lower than TV.

243 people?

But we ended up with 2,500.

That's great. Live numbers usually drop.

Exactly. The good news is viewership grew during the hour.

So the numbers are good for a podcast,

but my tone was wrong?

- We can work on that. - Yeah, sure.

Wonderful. We won't let up.

Sorry to disappoint you.

It would've pushed me out of my comfort zone,

but maybe it's not such bad news after all.

You said we couldn't date because we'd be working together.

- That's true, but... - But what?

If I want more than a bathroom quickie,

you'd have to be available.

I didn't think I'd have to ask.

I've been in a relationship for 10 years.

My wife's name is Judith. We've been married for four.

We sleep in separate rooms.

Does Judith know?

No. Not yet.

You're the first woman I've been with outside my marriage.

I've met plenty of men like you.

I wouldn't have been against seeing a married man.

But you should've had the choice.

Isn't it obvious I'm into you?

What I feel doesn't matter anymore.

Anna, I'm not perfect.

I was gonna tell you.

But you didn't.

- Hey! - Hi.

- Did we miss anything? - Mia was getting us a round, but...

J-C wasn't invited?

Sorry, but he's not part of my plan.

What plan?

I know this will upset some of my exes,

but Anna's the one that got away.

Right, you say that, but what happened with...

It started off strong.

- Should I keep watching? - No.

If you were planning to have dinner with Monique and Antoine,

- I'd reconsider. - Did it get messed up?

You could say that.

- How was your evening? - You really want to know?

Jean-Michel wasn't lying.

I didn't realize we'd set ourselves the goal of finding out this quickly.

- Efficiency is our mantra, right? - Right.

How do we feel?

Not great,

but don't worry, tomorrow's a new day.

I'm not feeling very confident about tomorrow.

I believe we have a solid plan.

Sometimes I fear I'm dragging the agency down.

Thanks.

I brought one of his rejected manuscripts, in case.

Great. Now, we just have to stay calm,

no matter what.

- No vaping, please. - That's what you're worried about?

I know it's a lot, but people will scrutinize your every move.

Everything's being recorded.

- Did you talk to Monique Brodeur? - No, not yet.

I don't understand why people have to air their dirty laundry in public.

It's almost pathological.

That's a loaded topic. On that note, I'll be right back.

Change of heart?

Not exactly.

We want to stay professional, so we're handing in our resignations.

- Effective immediately. - We'll pick up our stuff.

- It wasn't an easy decision-- - Okay, wait.

I understand that you don't feel respected,

but right now isn't the time.

Let's talk tomorrow.

I promise I'll find a better way to do things around here.

Deal?

Naomie Cardin will be here any minute.

We're not here to negotiate.

We're opening our own agency.

- Probably Respecto. - Or Voxy.

Sounds promising.

We're still working on the name, but we've already secured our first client.

We have Maestro Marsolais's full support.

- Hello, I'm Léo Morin. - Yes!

Follow me, your publisher's eager to see you.

Are you sure?

Pack your things and get the hell out.

Ms. Beaumont, your author.

What gives?

Arielle returns calls, but Léo can't be bothered?

I listened to your messages full of insults and I'm not a masochist.

You fucking showed up at my office pretending to be a woman.

I should sue you.

Ms. Beaumont, please.

- Everything's ready. - Thanks, J-C.

♪ Hey.

@ I do everything I can to stay afloat.

- You have to admit... - I'll give you that.

We didn't see this coming.

Should we burn the place down?

Like you did with the Mercedes.

Burn everything,

start over, and say screw everything else.

In our wildest dreams, we could do that. Start a huge bonfire.

Not to sound like my mother,

but I never thought they'd do this to me.

- Stay here. I'll handle everything. - You don't have to.

- Are you sure? - Yes. I'm stronger now.

Thanks to you.

Take some time to process this.

Are we ready?

Every manuscript goes through my committee,

but my assistant alerted me when we received this novel.

It really stood out.

I agree. The novel is excellent. It's very moving.

In my opinion, some parts lack authenticity,

but not everyone would see it that way.

One night in Brazil,

I met a woman named Sabrina Luz.

Probably the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.

It's crazy, but those three hours we spent together changed my life.

Sorry, excuse me.

We kissed. We danced.

Then we went to her place. We kept talking.

That's when she told me she still had a penis.

That was a first for me.

But what I felt for her was so strong that I told myself it shouldn't matter.

I should just live this experience with her.

But I hit a mental block. I couldn't go through with it.

I saw the disappointment in her eyes.

I thought about how she felt

and how many times she must've been rejected.

That's what inspired me.

I wanted to work through my reaction.

So I put myself in Marianne's shoes.

Every morning, I dressed as Marianne, my character, to write.

It was my way of respecting her.

By pretending to be Arielle Lahaie?

That seems disrespectful.

I understand that my creative process may seem questionable.

You could've written it as Léo Morin.

It's a very compelling story.

I don't like autobiographies,

and I don't think you need to experience something firsthand

to portray it well.

I'm an author. I need to invent things.

But you hid behind a fake identity.

That makes it harder to support your process.

I'd love to publish it, but I'm just as uncomfortable with the situation.

What's stopping you from reconsidering?

Name one publisher who can afford to throw $100,000 out the window?

My first novels were rejected.

I didn't want to risk being told I wasn't allowed to write it,

so I signed it as Arielle Lahaie.

Perhaps those rejections are the reason this novel turned out so good.

I reviewed another one of your manuscripts.

Trust me, the reading committee was very generous.

That's your opinion.

Maybe we should avoid getting too confrontational.

What do you think, Livia?

When I see Arielle's name on the cover?

I'm not a social experiment.

I'm lucky to live in a society that's relatively accepting,

but that's not the case for all my trans brothers and sisters.

Even if your actions were sincere, they could have serious consequences.

Naomie, we agreed you'd have the final say.

We have enough material to produce a thorough and compelling report,

but what I think isn't that relevant.

What matters is supporting Livia and the trans community.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

Yesterday, I told my boyfriend,

"There's no way I can support this. It's too twisted."

Being someone who's always trying to do better,

and to stay open-minded...

there's a real journey in the story you're telling.

I don't want to dictate what you can and can't do.

You'd be open to letting us publish the book?

It's still hard for me to say yes. It wouldn't be a wholehearted yes.

However, if you added a wraparound band to the book

with a decoy title.

Mr. Morin's name could appear on the front and back sides.

We'd explain the situation

and encourage readers to consult Ms. Cardin's report.

That's something I could live with.

That shows a great deal of openness.

I agree.

We can do that.

I'm sorry if I hurt you.

Are we going to talk about our friends who resigned?

No.

We managed to save La Marge Publishing.

- We'll talk about them tomorrow. - Okay.

- Will you call one of your guys? - I don't know.

- You don't know, or you won't say? - Should I call Samuel?

How did you feel when you saw him yesterday?

If Harold wasn't in the picture, I would've thrown myself at him.

- But Harold gives you goosebumps. - Yes!

We're both really dumb.

We always try to be honest and do the right thing.

I'm not sure burning a Mercedes counts as the right thing.

Not that, of course. You were struggling.

But take Rachel, for example.

You could've sued her for trying to end your contract.

- You would've made a pretty penny too. - That would've been dishonest.

I was already doubting myself. She just pushed me in the right direction.

Sure, but you could've reflected on it and still made money.

- You chose to be ethical. - Now, I'm ethical and poor.

Exactly.

You could pursue both.

- What do you mean? - Harold and Samuel.

They don't need to know.

You can date them both, and then choose the one you like best.

That's so not my style!

That's the ethical Anna talking.

I'd be a bad girl...

but temporarily?

Yeah, while you figure things out.

J-C said my ratings are still improving.

That's a great start for a podcast.

I know you've got bigger fish to fry.

Nothing gets past you.

I'm not Jean-Michel Marsolais.

I'll never turn my back on you.

If I invested a few bucks in your business,

would it dry your tears?

Seeing Marc again wasn't a catastrophe after all.

Oh, it was.

But thanks to all your help, we got through it.

- Mom. - Fine.

Ordering a 10-year-break was a bit manipulative.

That turned into a 2-year break.

But that was before Anna gave me an ultimatum.

I'll admit, I deserved it, but I'm here now.

To be fair,

giving her an ultimatum was also manipulative.

It takes time to unlearn our defence mechanisms.

I can't change the past,

but I shouldn't have ruined dinner with your father.

Yes, but now I understand why it was so hard for you.

Since you're both so open and receptive,

how can you improve things?

Not one of your little activities, please.

That came from the heart.

- What?! - Why can't we give it another shot?

Maybe even with Marc?

No, he came to my place.

Yeah, but you were drunk and got Samuel involved.

Maybe we could do an activity together, something more mature,

maybe even symbolic.

Anything in mind, Anna?

- Hello. - Hi.

I had your ride prepped.

I can see that. I'm surprised.

I'm ready to go on my first flight... willingly.

- Are you sure you won't join us? - Absolutely.

Besides, if you crash, I'll finally get to spend all your money.

Now, that helps me get over my fear of flying.

Thank you. He's really happy.

I wanted to make sure the Valium kicked in, but I can't do this.

Hello, Patrick.

What brings you here?

Well, I completely crashed.

- You're going to be disappointed. - You think?

You don't have to start seeing me again.

Start from the beginning?

I'm kidding, don't worry.

- Samuel Hébert speaking. - Hello.

- Hi, it's me. - Well, what a nice surprise.

When can we see each other?

- Next week? - I can't wait.

difuze