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What's this?

You a cop, yes or no?

Control to Block 2, doors locked.

Prisoner's on his way.

Unit 1 to Control.

Go ahead.

8-300. Heading to Joliette.

208 to Montreal.

Unit 2 to Control.

Go ahead.

What's today's package?

Guy's not on my list.

Seems it's none of our business.

Door 2, clear.

FYI." 132 to 25-26,

we're sticking to the van.

25-26. Leave it at the highway.

132. We're done?

10-4. Those are the orders.

What is this crap?

Negative, 132. Just following orders.

Steve Belanger.

Money-laundering factory.

His restaurant is

the Disney World of organized crime.

Belanger's looking for a manager.

I wanna know what's going on in there.

You're Deputy Minister, Gilbert.

You've got 15,000 cops. Why subcontract?

Want the cops out of it.

A lot brewing at Belanger's these days.

They're planning something big,

but I don't know what.

I need your best people.

Cards are too clean.

There.

Not too staid for a restaurant?

Dunno. They're looking for a manager.

Dress might be too risque

for an interview, no?

What a bombshell!

Hey, Dad.

Hi, honey.

My new pad. Like it?

It's gorgeous.

Hate it.

Too Decor Magazine.

Great waterfront view -

she's still not happy.

Check out my bedroom.

Know what it cost?

Not my problem.

Bet you'll stock up

on caviar, foie grass,

and Chateau d'Yquem.

I'm covering entrance 12, zone 5.

By the mall.

I'll cover the back,

and the service road heading to 9.

Stay clear. I'll handle it.

I'm going in, 99.

You always get the sweet gigs.

Won't be long.

Contact made with our undercover.

About time, it's been 2 hours.

Getting too hot. I'm out.

Where you going?

I'm outta here

I'd belong gone.

Common.

Stand by. He just made contact.

Worked at all these places?

Absolutely.

What, can't hold down a job?

Still quiet out front.

Financial statements.

What can you tell me?

What is this, a free consult?

It's called a job interview.

Stand by. Car's pulling up.

Audi A4.

2 C Charlie 4480 with 2 UM.

Take over, 51.

Okay, I'm good.

It's a made guy and his muscle.

It's Tino Rossi. White as snow.

Made guy and his muscle

going inside.

Turnover of inventory is low.

Food must cost you a bundle.

We aim to please.

Fresh ingredients at any cost.

It's your money.

Got someone eager to talk to you.

Sam Cohen.

Seems you have something of his.

Won't be long.

We'll talk later.

Politeness isn't their forte.

My mane)-

What about it?

I've come for my money.

What money?

Giacalone came to you with my money.

Said you took care of it.

Seems you bleach it, clean it, recycle it.

Purify it.

Giacalone tell you that, he's lying.

We'll never know -

seems he took a trip in a car trunk

and never came back.

Stand by, everyone. Gunshots.

Common, asshole!

Guys.

Stand by. Let's wait and see.

Go sit over there.

You, sit here.

Put your damn piece down!

Sit your ass down

Let's talk like civilized people.

Excuse me.

I left my cell here.

There. Thanks.

Sweetie?

Who's Sam Cohen?

Dunno.

Dunno?

Cohen's doing 15 years for 2nd-degree murder.

Psychopath.

Eligible for parole, but in 4 years.

Why's he out? Search me.

FYI, he killed his partner.

Disposed of him in a vat of acid.

He still single?

Still.

What happened to the tall Swedish babe?

Miss IKEA?

That's over. Got tired of assembling

furniture on weekends.

Quiet.

All right.

Thanks. See you Monday.

Done. I'm hired. 80 grand a year.

Hey, you.

No cellphones here.

Steve... can you explain--

Not now.

400 ounces.

.9999 pure.

Worth about half a million.

It's real.

It's counterfeit.

BOY or girl?

This one?

Real.

Counterfeit.

The Chinese created an alloy that'll fool everyone.

This...

will turn into this.

Ain't budging till we're square.

Need my money, or...

Why tell me?

Giacalone gave you Sam's money?

It was "no" this morning.

It's still "no."

"No" tomorrow.

"No" forever.

No deal.

We can send you back inside.

Do your job.

When we're done,

you'll get what's yours.

And that'll be the end of it.

Okay.

What does he want?

Wanted to see me?

Still alive?

Still got your lapdog?

How obedient.

Ever-subservient. "Get the car, a coffee..."

Why so interested in Cohen?

He paid his debt to society.

I know.

He's trying to make an honest living.

Good citizen wants to go straight.

You wanna help.

Keep harassing him,

he'll press charges.

Harassing? Never even spoken to him.

You pulled his criminal record.

Got him under surveillance.

Mr. Gauthier, you're not a cop any more.

You people are paranoid.

See cops where there are none,

none when there are.

But one thing we'll agree on:

Ultimately,

we never see what we believe.

But by imagining things...

we end up believing them.

I was followed.

Who?

Dunno. Managed to lose them,

but someone's watching me.

Sure?

Lost them, but...

Guy Nault, police chief.

Pierre's a former cop

Now runs Pulsar International.

Major subcontractor.

Thinks we're not being straight.

Let's clear up a few things.

Case is evolving.

Wanted the others to meet Sophie.

First-

Hang on. What others?

No one said anything about others.

Let me explain!

That's why we're here.

We're talking about the police chief!

Why involve the cops?!

I'm subcontracting!

Were you born this stupid,

or is it a long-term plan?

Been tailing you for a 1,-'2 hour

Signal left... turn right.

Think you'll lose me?

I'm warning you,

get rid of her now!

It's okay, Sophie. He's one of us.

"One of us"?

Who the hell's that?!

Is this an open house?

Pierre Gauthier, Pulsar International.

So that's you.

Got you out of mothballs?

Steve,

here's the plan.

You keep laundering money.

As usual.

Sophie will deal with Cohen.

Hang on.

Restaurant's a front.

Steve's been undercover 6 years.

He was trained for this.

You kept me waiting 3 hours,

like an idiot,

and it's a frame-up?!

And you? Subtle as a brick.

Leaving your cell on the table?!

Walking in on a meet with Fagazi!

Wanna get shot?

You train in the Brownies?!

Don't want her in your way, Steve,

but in Cohen's!

Fuck Cohen! What can he do?

Just got out!

What's your game?

Hang on.

Look, don't try to con me!

Understand?! What do you take me for?

Keeping your agent a secret!

Hey, the old boys' club...

What's your fucking problem?

What's your game?

I'll send you my bill.

Don't need this shit.

No way!

Pierre, listen.

Don't need this shit.

Sta)

Let me explain.

Can't be straight with me? Deal.

Steve's running this op.

It's his baby.

So he runs the show.

No problem. Pull the plug.

I'm out. End of story.

First he's a gangster.

Now he's a cop playing a big shot.

Steve launders money for the mob.

It works. He'll keep doing it.

But I need someone else on Cohen.

Cohen's different. Different op.

If I gotta go through Mr. Steakhouse,

forget it!

Honestly,

I think Belanger's got his hands full.

Think so?

Want my employee

working with a guy like that

to get close to a psycho?

Let me show you something.

15 years for 2nd-degree murder.

What's this guy doing out,

talking to the capo?

Where'd you get this video?

Van driver.

Think carefully, Sophie.

Whole different ballgame.

It's no more dangerous.

Belangerwon't hinder, but help her.

Know what getting close to Cohen means?

Guy's a dangerous psycho.

You'll see, he'll play grab-ass

and jump you like a wild animal!

If it isn't the lovely Sophie.

Keep your distance.

Well, well.

What?

Little lady's pissed?

Can't take a jokie?

You're asking for it.

Gotta talk to you.

Give me Cohen. I'll have him at my feet.

Enough with Sam Cohen!

Just got out of prison.

Doesn't even know the Expos left town!

Brought in 2 Chinese workers...

What do I care?

Drinks Scotch, smokes Cuban cigars,

stays in a hotel and goes to strip clubs.

Parolee goes to strip clubs -

how unusual.

Pays with a company credit card -

one of Dominic Fagazi's.

You know that?

Get me a one-on-one.

One hour. I'll give you the lowdown.

You'll gimme the lowdown.

The lowdown.

Tomorrow, dress up.

Dinner at my place

Wear something sexy. Find something.

You look like a shoe-store assistant-manager.

Something sexy.

Big hair. Flashy. He ain't subtle.

When it's cigar time,

take a walk.

I'll make sure he follows.

Trust Sam ?

Never trusted anybody.

Not about to start now.

Not exactly a hideout, huh?

Got no reason to hide.

Looking for a spot?

Boss is at the door.

Perimeter's clear.

Lot's clear.

Done. Boss is inside.

Radio silence.

Alarm system's off.

Stand by. Might need backup.

Boss has company.

Moving in closer.

Speak French?

Just wanna talk to your boss.

Enough.

Don't know you,

but you have a certain charm.

Getting those two together

is quite a feat.

"Friendship of convenience."

Half my friends hate the other half.

One day they love me,

the next they hate me.

Fine by me.

You don't seem so bad.

Judging by the rumors...

Don't know what you've heard...

but...

it's all true...

times two

Cigar, Dominic?

Don't smoke cigars.

Going for a walk.

Do me good.

Cigar sounds good.

All out.

What's she doing here?

Here?

Wanted to show off her new dress to Sam.

Thinks he's cute. Sam just got out.

He just wants to screw her.

No big deal.

Get his name, for starters.

Chang Lee.

Bruce's brother?

What's he doing here?

Brought here to do precious-metalwork.

Gold?

Yes.

From where?

Look.

Sorry.

Hate to do this.

From where?!

We made it.

You make gold?

It's gold-plated tungsten.

How many?

1,000.

Heading to the grocery store.

I got mugged...

...money, passport...

Everything I was carrying.

I'm at the police station.

I'm getting deported.

They didn't go to the warehouse.

I'm being sent to Immigration.

They're putting me on a plane.

Pierre, you're crazy.

He can't talk to anyone.

What am I supposed to do with him?

Whatever!

I need time. Here, the keys.

I'd love to settle down in Mauritius.

Know Mauritius?

'Course.

Yeah?

Where is it?

Indian Ocean. Next to Madagascar.

Okay'?

You're moving too fast.

Don't make up for 7 years in one night.

First woman I've kissed since I got out

Liar.

I swear.

Never kissed anyone in the joint, either?

That's what Cohen's up to.

Gold-plated tungsten.

They've made 1,000 bars.

Worth about 600-700 million.

You tell me you didn't know?!

What I know is my business.

Why no surveillance cameras in the basement?

How's he know that?

Patched Pierre into the restaurant cameras.

He's got your video feed.

You're crazy!

That's criminal evidence for trial!

Giving it to a private firm?! Who knows who's watching?!

They could make 100 copies!

His janitor could see it!

I'm on it!

It's police property!

It belongs to the Justice Department.

Like the restaurant.

Your house.

- My clothes... - The clothes on your back.

- My hair, tattoos! Everything! - Your car.

Steve Belanger is property

of the Justice Department.

Never forget that.

How? You won't let me.

If your job's to get proof...

why no cameras where you hold meetings?

No mike. Nothing.Why?

'Cause my neck's on the line.

You didn't trust anyone either, Inspector Mothball!

So it's my way or the highway

'Cause when I go to work tomorrow,

I can fire your bimbo.

Interfere with this police investigation,

I'll have you arrested.

Before you do,

watch your back.

'Cause a mothball up the ass burns like hell.

Ever meet this guy?

Never

I know you're Deputy Minister,

but I don't work for you.

Next time you hold a meeting,

make sure my boss is there.

Since when do politicians

meddle in police cases?

Come in.

He)

I was in the neighbourhood.

Thought...

I'd drop by, say hi.

Surprise.

Pearls?

I don't do this often.

Can't accept this.

Wanna go for a ride?

Where?

Get dressed, I'll tell you.

There's beer in the fridge.

Leaving with Sam. Destination unknown.

We can take my car.

We'll take mine.

Never going back to prison.

Just one more score.

Dope?

You really don't know anything.

Only what I need to.

Can I trust Steve?

You can trust me.

Yeah?

Good thing, 'cause...

I've got plans for you.

I'm in.

You smell nice.

Dull evening ahead.

Music's boring.

Steve's a scumbag.

I'm sure he's skimming.

Money's ?owing.

No control over restaurant proceeds.

It's a free-for-all.

Watch your back.

The Cohen Corporation.

You set up that company...

to launder his cut.

Let's not go there.

Do whatever you want.

Kiss him, screw him. Whatever.

File your report with Mothball.

But stay out of my business!

A cut of what, Steve?

Word to the wise:

Get out.

While you still can.

Cohen's dangerous.

Dangerous?

2nd-degree murder.

Wake up!

Cohen doesn't care about you!

He just wants some ass!

When I say stay out of it, do it!

Gold's over your head.

Mine,too.

What's he doing with tungsten?

What don't you understand

about "stay out of it"?

Hi! We're not in.

For Annabelle, press 1.

Julie, 2.

Lynn, 3. Bye]

He didn't know.

I told him about the tungsten.

First time I saw Fagazi at Steve's,

it was in the bunker...

where the gold bars were.

Steve was there.

What are they up to?

Passing tungsten off as gold.

What kinda idiot'll fall for that?

Steve started a company in Aruba

to launder Sam's cut.

30 million.

30 million he plans to deposit

in the Cohen Corporation.

30 million?

Control to 124. Door code needed.

Control. 1-4-1-3, asterisk.

4-9-4-9, pound key.

Break-in, side door

If I go, come with me?

Where?

Your mansion in Mauritius.

When do we leave?

Soon.

Did your one-shot deal?

I did my job.

So?

If we go, there's no turning back.

Got a surprise for you.

Bunch of back-stabbers!

Well.

Motherfuckers.

They're ready to move.

We're going back.

Enough. We're going back.

Scared me.

We need to talk.

Got a surprise for you.

Surprise?

Whatcha doing?

You, shut the door.

Is that you?

Fuck! Hiring cops now?

This is my place.

So cool off.

You - talk fast.

Untie me before I rip his balls off!

Tell him.

Tell him what?

He says you're a cop.

Dunno.

What's this?

What's this photo?

You a cop, yes or no?

Calm down!

Haven't seen you in years.

How would I know?

Don't play games. You know me.

Maybe not so much after all.

What's the matter, Steve?

Psycho got you scared?

The cop...

is not--

Handle the cars.

Mine.

Hers.

Careful. If she's a cop, car's bugged.

Who's that? He's everywhere.

He was with Cohen when he got out.

Never identified.

I'll find out.

Told you to fire her.

Let me explain.

Never asked you to kill anyone.

Last night never happened.

Around 6:00, I'll start worrying.

I'll leave 2 messages:

"Where are you? You're not at work."

Sam, start now.

Call her place.

Call her cell

"Where are you, honey?

"Been looking for you everywhere.

Did I do something?"

Like a concerned boyfriend.

It's your problem.

I never asked you anything.

Get your shit together. Now.

Hi. It's Sophie.

Leave your name and message.

No credit-card or ATM activity.

I got a fucking bad feeling.

We have company.

Sophie, it's me.

You don't return my calls.

Did I do something wrong?

Call me, okay?

Bye.

Excuse me.

Someone at the bar for you.

Says it's urgent.

Yes, Mr. Whoever.

This better be good.

Sophie's ghost sent me.

Not here.

Somewhere else.

We've got unfinished business.

Yeah?

Like what?

Mr. Fagazi'll explain how to split the money.

The rest - the mob, etc. -

we'll handle it.

Keep your mouth shut.

Leave it to me.

You'll have our undying gratitude.

And a commission.

Might be along retirement.

It's gonna cost you.

Cohen's no stranger to homicide.

Involuntary or not.

Look,

I got 800 customers a night.

I can't keep an eye on her 24,-?

And why am I accountable?

She works for you guys.

The night Sophie disappeared...

Cohen called Manzoni on his cell.

Call was made at 1:30 a.m.

From your place.

We might not be cops,

but we're far better equipped

Good.

If you're so well equipped,

find her.

Fast.

I can only hide for 2 days, max.

Then, my little friends'll hunt me down.

If they don't find me,

when they do...

I'm dead meat.

Keep me posted.

You'll never see what's gonna hit you.

He)

Hey, stranger.

I needed some air.

Can I see my daughters?

Our daughters don't want to see you.

Me neither.

Copy everything.

Place tracking cookies everywhere.

So?

It's been sanitized.

Hold this.

Results came back.

It's Sophie's blood.

It's a match.

Thanks, Rejean.

Where is she?

Where is she?

Don't lie to me.

That girl

wasn't just my best friend,

but a sister to me!

You don't care!

Like playing cops, huh?!

I hate you!!!

So much!!!

Stop!

Easy, 98$)-

I'll never forgive you.

What do you want?

Get in.

When'd you last see her?

The 19th, around 1 a.m.

Okay.

Next day, she didn't show.

Sam looked everywhere, really worried.

She stood him up.

You last saw her on the 19th?

She came in for her shift

I left at 1 a.m

Last time I saw her.

6 years.

6 years I've put into this!

Building credibility and setting up this op!

Just when I'm getting somewhere,

you stick me with this!

With what?

Sophie!

I told you!

Told you it wouldn't work!

You, stubborn ass, wouldn't listen!

Result?!

You sent her to the slaughterhouse.

You made a stupid decision

behind your cushy desks!

Now it's my problem?!

I've sacrificed everything!

My wife left me for another man! My kids won't talk to me!

I told you there was a price.

I misunderstood!

Right.

"A price"! Fuck!

You disabled the surveillance system

in your restaurant.

The 20th, early morning.

In case you didn't know...

it's a hard drive.

When it's disconnected...

commands saved on the hard drive.

Answer me.

You really think I could kill an ex-cop?

You don't get it.

Don't tell me you believe him?

The guy's a blatant liar.

He's worse than them. Understand?

Guy's under pressure-

Guy's a fucking traitor!

Thought you might be thirsty.

Listen...

Sorry. I'm on edge too.

I know how tough it is.

You go crazy.

Lose control.

Blow a fuse, then 2.

3-

Then, the whole fuse box blows.

Look.

All I'm saying is...

everything can be explained.

We all make mistakes.

In the heat of the moment...

things happen.

Look, we're here.

Here for you.

We'll support you.

It's okay.

Meaning?

Meaning an accident

is an accident.

There are countless explanations.

But you gotta help us.

Help us...

help you.

I know the Italian mob

If they found out Sophie

is an ex-cop working for me,

they'd throw it in your face.

You hired her.

That what happened?

I asked them what happened to her,

'cause I don't know.

They didn't respond, so I backed off.

Now...

they're planning a big score.

They're swapping 1,000 gold bars

for 1,000 tungsten bars.

At the Bank of Canada,

through the U. . Federal Reserve.

Big $600-million score.

Big job set up by big cheeses.

Again...

I don't know what happened.

This is the cash Belanger stashed!

That part of his mandate too,

embezzling from scumbags?!

You got this at Belanger's?

I want my police badge back.

No way.

My badge, or I'll go public!

Splash the story all over the news!

No! We've invested too much!

I won't allow it!

I want my police badge.

Someone's gonna answer for Sophie's murder.

That's a promise.

Nice time for a stroll, huh?

Cops been harassing you?

No cause for harassment.

They came to see me.

Told them I left before her.

They believed you?

Important thing is, I believed it

- Got some explaining to do, pal. - Shut up.

Got no business here.

Siddown.

Got a warrant?!

He sits, or I'm bringing him in! Sit!

Goddamn you.

Looky here.

Sophie Della Costa -

what happened to her?

Don't know where she is.

Been looking for 2 days.

This...

is a call log indicating you called him

at 1:30 the night she disappeared!

You said something bad happened.

He drove over!

What was so serious?!

Watch your cellphones, guys.

Look like a bunch of amateurs.

I'm warning you -

I'll be on your asses.

Don't push your luck.

You, Belanger,

watch it!!

Who opened the damn door?

Just locked it.

He came to see you?

Why "Shut up"?

You said "shut up" when he came in.

You know him?

Why "shut up," then?

Dunno.

The place should've been cleared.

Saw him making a beeline for us.

Said "Shut up."

Unlock the back door and get out!

Let's move!

Where's Belanger?

Seems he walks through walls.

Bring him back. I'll make him eat his cuffs.

It's me.

Cops seized the accounts I gave Potenza.

I suggest you get lost in Brazil.

No extradition treaty.

You're undercover.

Two-faced.

Even if you had a 1,000 faces,

I'll find you.

'Course, something happens to me,

it'll look bad for your buddies.

Thanks.

Counterfeit-gold-bars job...

that was you guys?

What if it was?

Really think I'd share that with a Pl?

'Course not.

You guys are above it all. Huh?

Squeaky clean.

Capable of anything,

but never accountable.

Secret Service always works

in the interest of Canadians.

Stealing gold from the Central Bank

and replacing it with junk.

Canadians thank you.

You're naive, Mr. Gauthier.

Cohen getting out early - your doing, too?

We needed him.

Dead, or alive?

You really must stop believing

the Secret Service is Murder Incorporated.

One question.

Cohen was the only witness.

Who sent Sophie's photo to Fagazi?!

Sure wasn't me!

Who?!

Some things are beyond us, Mr. Gauthier.

Geneva, Switzerland

Transfer these accounts to these banks.

List of transit numbers.

Activate.

Perfect. Everything's in order.

Follow me,

we'll complete the transactions.

Extraordinarily stubborn, huh?

We can't let Belanger off the hook.

I know. Mob could blackmail us.

One thing's for sure:

Pierre must never know we collaborated.

He'll go after me.

Bet you anything he'll go to the press.

According to Rob Kirby, Gold Anti-Trust Action Committee consultant,

in the '90's, 640,000 tungsten bars were shipped to Fort Knox

where the U.. gold reserves are stored.

In 1997, gold bars bearing the U.. Federal Reserve seal

were intercepted in Hong Kong.

They consisted of gold-plated tungsten.

In 2008, 90 kilos of fake gold

were discovered in the Central Bank of Ethiopia's vaults.

In 2011, Ron Paul,

Chairman of the U.. House Financial Services Subcommittee

on Domestic Monetary Policy

and U.. Republican presidential candidate,

officially requested an audit of the federal gold reserves

to end speculation over gold-plated tungsten.

To this day, the Federal Reserve has refused the request.

Translation and Subtitling CNST, Montreal

Subtitling produced with the participation of Telefilm Canada