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- You left the bar with the dancer. - And a guy came in on a snowmobile.

He was wearing his helmet.

He could have left in any direction.

There was something yellow on the hull.

We know that Gregoire's father I was hitting him,

and that Justine was being tormented a spirit of flesh and blood,

and that Desmarais was a laughingstock from everyone.

- Do you think that...? - The killer chose his victims

because they were already victims.

I'd say he was wearing a mask.

With this exercise we'll learn how to put the mask on...

to someone who's short of breath.

Adrenaline is powerful, don't you think?

Sometimes I need some danger to feel alive.

What does your brother do locked in the bathroom?

What's this?

I found it in the snow, near Desmarais' cabin.

I have to find out what's going on.

From now on, you're gonna do what I tell you to do.

Is this really happening?

Nothing has happened to us, but we've made it.

Send the registration to all the police stations to Trois-Rivi�res.

We found the van at a motel in the area.

What about the kids?

Hey, uncuff him, she hasn't done anything!

You know? While you were driving,

I wasn't sleeping.

I was dreaming, but I wasn't sleeping.

Before...

I didn't even take the time to think about it,

as if I didn't really believe that we were going to leave.

And we left in the end.

We're leaving, and I don't regret it.

We couldn't have gotten very far, but...

this has been like a dream.

You've taken me further than I've ever been.

There's something I don't understand.

Why didn't Desmarais tell you Turcotte's back?

We like to talk of our ailments.

Desmarais was a loner who had trouble making friends.

Not to tell anyone. that charges for listening is illogical.

- Any theories on that? - So his back didn't hurt.

But... if he was discharged, was because he lied.

Yeah, and we need to find out why. The doctor lied too.

We must find the one who diagnosed him.

The victims were already victims.

So far.

- What do you mean, "so far"? - I don't know.

I'll sleep on it, maybe I'll see it more clearly tomorrow.

Ah...

In Quebec they've just started, but they found residue...

of the typical rubber of the masks of diving on the Desmarais front.

- Did Desmarais go scuba diving? - Not that I know of.

What's going on?

Many of us have attended classes of scuba diving in the pool.

- I want a list of names. - Good.

Alain will give it to us, he imparts it.

- Good night. - Uh...

- Trudeau. - I'm B�dard.

A patrol car has intercepted to Anthony near Baie-Comeau.

Well, it's about time. With his father's truck?

Yes, and with Justine's sister, a big luggage...

- and $15,000 in cash. - Oh, boy. How did they justify it?

They don't say anything, but they bring them here, we can question them in the morning.

- Well, thank you, B�dard. - Ah. Wait, wait, wait, wait.

The mayor called and he left a message for you.

What do you want now?

It seems he wants to invite you for a drink tomorrow,

like five to seven, he told me.

Yes. Oh, and, also, wait. Last thing.

The gossip I found in front of Desmarais' cabin,

we already know what it is.

- All right, I got it. - Okay, okay.

Well, let me know if you understand what it is, because we haven't been able to figure it out.

Okay.

Okay.

You know? Last night...

No, nothing.

Doesn't Alain know that I'm going to interrogate him?

No.

Is the interrogation room of Anthony and Rapha�lle?

Yes. What will be the signal?

You'll see it on my face, you'll see.

Very good.

- Alain. - What?

I didn't mean to scare you. Uh... Trudeau wants to see you.

- Now. Yes. - Okay.

Do you know why I want to talk to you?

No.

Can you explain to me what this is?

It looks like...

a pressure valve for an air compressor.

That's right.

Why didn't you tell us this before?

Huh?

I didn't know that. I didn't see it.

It's true, he wasn't there when I...

B�dard found it near Desmarais' cabin.

There were also marks from a mask of diving on the face of Desmarais.

Uh...

Where were you on Saturday the 12th between midnight and five?

On Saturday?

The night they killed to Justine.

Huh?

I don't understand, I...

- We vetted all the staff. - I want to hear it from his mouth.

Are you the one who gives the diving courses in the pool?

- Yes. - And you take care of the diving equipment?

- Yes, but there are no pieces missing. - Saturday night. Where were you?

I...

I slept at home by Nathalie Saint-Onge.

- Anthony Lamontagne's mother? - Yes.

Is she your girlfriend?

Yes.

I think so, but it was the first time who slept there and we didn't...

He wasn't well, he'd been drinking, and he had argued with his son.

What did you argue about?

I don't remember anymore.

Can you give me a list of everyone those who've been to diving lessons?

- Yes, Detective Sergeant. - Thank you, Alain.

Does his alibi hold up? Have you talked to Saint-Onge?

Yeah, and it all checks out.

It looks like to be hiding something.

Yeah, maybe some handcuffs lined with pink hair.

What a gossip...

Dave!

Dave!

Dave Electronics.

�Y? Are you happy with your reward?

- Oh, fuck... - Perfect.

Don't fail me now.

Hi, I'm Fanette Jasmin. of L'�cho du Nord and Radio Fermont.

Yes, exactly.

I have news for you.

Exclusively.

All I'm asking is write the article myself.

Okay.

Thank you.

Confirmed: Anthony came home of the friend around ten o'clock on Saturday...

and spent the whole night there after arguing with his mother.

- Does the friend or his parents say so? - All of them.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

- Hi, Chantal. - Hello.

I'm here to talk to you about Dave.

Dave? The one from the electronics store?

Yeah, he's not showing up.

I've been working across the street for ten years and it's always on time.

He may be sick. Did you call him?

Yeah, and the girl who's replacing him when you're off the hook.

He hasn't called her in.

It may be nothing, but...

with everything that's going on, and we make fun of him, but...

- "It was to be expected..." - Deep down we're fond of him.

Yes. Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of it. and I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything.

Thank you. Thank you.

What did they tell you?

So Rapha�lle still doesn't tell us anything.

And Anthony says he borrowed his father's truck...

and that the $15,000 cash is yours.

Where did you get them?

I prostitute myself, it's none of your business.

What about the bag you burned?

Justine's bag.

I found it on the floor.

I didn't take anything from inside, and I burned it. Is that a crime?

Is that true, Rapha�lle?

Alex, can you take care of her?

I'd like to talk with Anthony alone.

Sure, no problem.

Follow me.

Relax, you didn't do anything.

Anthony.

Do you want me to tell you what I think happened?

- Sure, we're in a free country. - Okay,

free is the one who is not in jail, huh?

I know from your friend L�a that Justine I wanted to stop with the stripping.

But to open a business, I needed money to get started,

and it wasn't likely that the bank to grant him a loan.

Rapha�lle must have told you.

After Operation Coyote,

Justine knew that the business of the drug had taken a nosedive,

but that in Fermont the demand was still quite high.

And he wanted to do business here.

But the mistake he made was tell Rapha�lle,

who also needed money to get out.

- Raph has nothing to do with it. - Let me finish, you can tell me later.

On Saturday, taking advantage the birthday party...

at the Fertek with his friends,

Rapha�lle took a red bag, exactly like Justine's,

with an answer than she used to.

When no one was looking, gave the switch with the bags.

And then he probably took advantage a visit to the bathroom...

to give her a full bag of money to his friend Anthony,

who was waiting for her right next door from the emergency exit.

And then he quietly returned to sit in his place.

- Tremendous bullshit. - He waited a few minutes, and then he left.

I knew very well that no one I would accuse her when,

a few hours later and, uh, probably very drunk,

Justine will realize that his money was gone.

So why not just take the money? Why change the bags?

No, Justine never broke up a lot of time from her purse.

And there were a lot of people out there.

The money would be hidden on a double bottom,

and Rapha�lle I would have had to dig in.

No, the change it only took two seconds.

And that allowed you to win all the time you needed.

It was well thought out.

Are you done? Because as an invention it's not bad.

But there's no evidence to prove it.

You're probably the one who bought the beauty products, huh?

I wonder who they're from. the footprints we'll find here.

Here...

- and here... - I don't know, but they wouldn't prove anything.

Look me in the eye, Anthony.

When I identify a culprit, I don't let him get away.

And you're lucky, because what I'm looking for are not two thieves. Do you follow me?

Come. Come. Come on.

Look.

You think I don't know that you're trying to protect your girlfriend?

He's of age, and you're not.

The consequences are much less serious for you

You're very chivalrous, but I must give with a murderer and you're going to help me.

Because if not, your little friend is going to be the first to go down.

I'll see to it that she's charged to steal her sister's purse.

- Are you threatening me? - No.

I'm offering you a way out. for your precious Rapha�lle.

If I tell you what you want to hear, do you promise that only I will be charged?

Only if you tell me the truth.

We were scared, but we were going to deliver the bag after taking the money.

- The rest was as you say. - I know.

- The money was from selling drugs? - That's what Raph told me.

- Who did Justine sell the drug to? - No, don't go there...

Who gave you $15,000?

The Chinese guy.

The Chinese guy?

Is something wrong with you?

You've rethought in our intimate moment.

Don't try to sell me that you regret it, because you don't.

- You don't miss a beat, huh? - No. People are pretty upset about it.

No wonder. Normal.

We'll do it again.

Yes. When?

Pretty soon.

I don't know what you're talking about, I've never sold farlop in my life.

No? So teach me what you have in your bag.

Have you seen the images from the surveillance cameras?

Yeah, Dave didn't leave his shop. At least through the front door.

Wait, I can't hear you well.

do you have a warrant to register?

Think about it. If I go get one, I'll search more than just your bag.

- Okay, go on. - I'd go out the outside way.

There's no camera there. And about nine o'clock from last night,

through the northwest parking lot, you see a snowmobile go by...

with a driver and someone in front looking like he's unconscious.

Maybe it's him.

Yeah, it's Dave.

But that's not all. The driver's helmet...

has the logo from the WinterBird company.

Put out an APB.

And put all the necessary troops to find Dave.

- We'll be back at the station as soon as possible. - Good.

- I'm sorry, but you're under arrest. Come. - You're gonna regret...

- Hey, wait, wait. L�a. - Fuck.

You're not a snitch, I get it, and deep down I respect that,

but we're not talking about a camel, but the one that could have killed her.

Justine would have done the same thing!

Besides, I have no fucking idea who killed her.

No, but the more you know about him, the more you risk being silenced.

Okay, but will you leave me alone at once?

That depends on what you bring to the table.

That Chinese guy Justine, I don't know who. is, but I know someone who does.

And I'll give you a hint: was a client of Justine's.

And also... is sleeping with the mayor.

Hey, that's the last one, okay?

You'll be drinking in the evening.

I'm going to lock myself out.

After all I've done, Pull yourself together.

No!

Dad, please listen to me!

I'm calm. I'll calm down.

I'm sure they're hiding something from me.

They keep talking behind my back.

And when I ask them questions, they ask as if I were crazy, and I'm not.

No, I'm not paranoid, you haven't seen them.

My little girl!

Oh, my child!

Mom, come on, that's it.

- You're not leaving again, are you? Huh? - You know I'm going to leave one day eventually.

My girl.

This is your method?

Interrogating suspected criminals, catch them red-handed and let them go?

We can't waste any more time with her.

A guy with a black motorcycle has kidnapped Dave Belanger.

In the hull there was a WinterBird logo.

- That logo... - It's yellow.

And the guy Justine left with he had something yellow on his helmet.

Damn it, Dave...

What the hell do you want this fucking monoxide killer?

Kill. Just kill.

How do you know that?

A serial killer has lived traumatic experiences as a child,

devastating traumas that have made that the mechanism of the brain changes.

How has it changed?

He's unable to cope the memories of what happened to him,

so he builds a kind of of enclosure in his mind.

What's in there?

Memories of what traumatized you?

Not only that, also emotions linked to it.

Terror in its purest form, an uncontrollable rage.

It has to be easy to recognize to a guy so fucked up.

As long as the door is closed, these people seem normal.

And if you ask those around him, they'll tell you they're too normal.

Our man needs to free himself of the fury that pervades his entire being.

- Some kind of exorcism? - That's right.

And to do that, you have to make as they made him suffer.

Well, not exactly like that.

Prepare your performances similar to what he experienced.

That gives you the feeling of overcoming all the suffering he endured.

Killing not only manages to free those emotions,

but it gives you a feeling of triumph over suffering.

Of pleasure and relief, like nothing else can.

Although every killer is different.

But I think our man is very close to the standard profile.

I guess it started with animals.

Then Gregoire, three years ago. It was probably his first victim.

He's speeding up.

You guys passed out two or three months ago, Justine a week ago.

And, if we don't find him in time, Dave.

And then?

It's up to us.

The Quebec Police calls for citizen collaboration...

to find Dave B�langer, 43 years old, resident on the wall.

He was last seen last night, when I got off work.

More and more disappearances that have taken place in a short time.

A worrying situation, aggravated by the silence of the police.

Of all the Asians I've met in Fermont,

- not a single one is of Chinese origin. - Cut the crap.

L�a says she worked at the mine and that you know him.

L�a? She's a lying bitch.

He just wants to make you dizzy, and whore me out in passing.

It doesn't have to be an Asian,

We're looking for someone who Justine he called "my little Chinese".

Someone who's been to China, who speaks Chinese...

Or anyone who likes Chinese food? Come on, I have to work.

Do you know anyone who's ever been to China?

No.

I'm going, bye.

Why would he hide it?

Will he be an accomplice?

No, I think the killer works alone. It has to be something else.

- We can stop it. - With what argument?

His phone should be tapped, and when we discover something...

Do you believe that she's sleeping with the mayor?

Yes.

I think the police are looking for you.

I can't take it anymore.

No.

"We have been 25 years, Minister. 25 years in the North.

We've been on top for 25 years.

We've been on top for 25 years, as we say in Minas Ricard.

The push we need today is to climb even higher,

create more jobs for the families of the region...

and continue to expand industrial strength...

of our beautiful and great country all over the world.

Thank you, Minister, for believing as we are in the future here."

Oh, that's good.

It's not good, it's very good. It's perfect, perfect.

- You should read it. - No.

But thank you very much. Do you really think that's appropriate?

Oh, yes, of course, of course.

Apart from that, everything else is under control?

So the town hall she's not ready yet,

but the press release is already in print and the itinerary closed.

Also, I've set up an area to make the journalists work.

48 hours to go, and I won't sleep much...

Listen, now it's when the game is played.

Where's Louis-Philippe?

Uh... He came back from Wabush last night. He was asleep when he left this morning.

He doesn't have faith in this.

- Perhaps with more responsibility... - Oh, no, I can't.

Not now, not yet.

- But it's just that, maybe... - I'm putting it aside to protect it.

I've told him, but he doesn't understand.

- Protect him from what? - Let me do it. I'll take care of it.

About Diane's dinner tonight, with all this trouble, I don't know if I can go...

No, no, no. We need that very much.

We're going to have to be all four of us very close before the day in question.

Besides, it will be a good occasion to talk to Louis-Philippe.

Sophie,

everything will be easier if you're there.

And I haven't seen the little guy in a long time.

You already know how to say "grandpa."

Oh, yeah? Does it say "grandpa"?

- Hello! - How's it going?

- I found this on the floor. - Oh, right.

- Thanks, Flame. - See you later.

Come on, go see your mother, he's already called 20 times.

Lieutenant. Drolet.

- Hey, that's Dave's laptop! - Huh?

Yes, he always goes with him to eat at the restaurant.

How are we doing on finding Dave?

We've spoken to his acquaintances closer, but no one knows anything.

He's not at anyone's house or slept with anyone.

We're still looking for witnesses to see which way they went,

but Fermont is small, and as soon as you get on a bike...

- Martin? - The bodies are in Quebec,

so I'm at leisure at the taxpayer's expense.

And the lab says that the hairs long blondes that we found...

are from a wig.

Is the killer in disguise?

Is it some kind of role-playing game?

A woman's role.

B�dard?

I stopped by the apartment from Dave, but I haven't seen anything.

And the store neither. But outside there were motorcycle tracks and boot prints.

I think the guy knocked on the door, Dave didn't suspect, he opened him up and boom!

What I find strange is that in the chamber from inside the wall...

you see Dave turn off the lights in the store at 9:03 p.m.

The bike passes in front of the camera from the parking lot at 9:09 p.m.

On the bike, you see Dave warm: the hat, the suit, everything.

Have you ever tried to dress someone unconscious? It takes longer than that.

- Okay, I was ready. �Y? - Dave hardly ever leaves the wall.

And when it does, takes his car from the parking lot.

I've never seen him ride a motorcycle. You guys?

- I'm... - Do you think I was expecting it?

That you prepared to go with him?

Justine wasn't suspicious either.

Probably The same thing happened to Desmarais.

Yeah, but if it was with the killer,

there'll be a clue somewhere, a message, an e-mail...

We called the company from Dave. The data will arrive tomorrow.

Good. Alain!

How's the password coming?

The Quebecers are on it, they say it shouldn't take long.

Good. Drolet, you go back to his house and to the store.

Look for any paper with a name on it, a phone number...

Go over the surveillance videos, I want the list of clients...

that have passed through the store since there's been a record.

- Which will be... 48 hours? - Yes.

Well, it's better than nothing.

Okay.

If we want to get this guy before he kills any more victims,

- you have to understand that. - What is there to understand here?

A lot of things.

Don't get upset, You've got your truck!

It's not about the truck, you idiot!

Why is that? You wouldn't be worried about me?

- Or was it Raph? - Don't fuck with me...

Shut up, both of you!

- We haven't found him yet. - What?

- We haven't found him yet. - Found who?

The bastard who killed your brother.

For the killer, the death that gave him Gregoire, Justine and Desmarais...

is an escape route to free himself from his executioners.

Because before we were his victims, were already victims of another, is that it?

That's it. Gregoire was beaten by his father.

Justine was being abused by someone which the Chinese called, according to Turcotte.

And Desmarais was being harassed a group of miners,

and ended up being the laughingstock of everyone.

I think with your ritual,

the wig, the perfume, the sleeping bag to tuck them in...

The killer has assumed the role of a female figure,

maternal, that reassures the victims,

that protects them, and then releases them from their suffering.

So, would Dave also have been victim of someone previously?

- No, I don't think Dave does. - Why? The pattern seems clear.

No, the killings are accelerating in time exponentially.

With Gregoire I think he could have taken the time to choose,

of fantasizing about murder.

Yeah, he even came back to paint some letters in the storage room.

But it has been triggered a psychic mechanism,

an insatiable thirst.

Until Justine, I planned ahead the crimes in detail.

Yeah, with Dave, it was too fast.

We have Dave's password. You'll never guess what was in it.

The spy program from the police.

The one we use for Operation Coyote?

- Who may have had access? - Everyone here.

Anyway, I checked it out.

The program was hacked two years ago. It's on the hacker websites.

Dave was spying on Justine and Desmarais?

- Yes, and 30 other people. - Especially women?

Yes, exactly.

Dave always had a very voyeuristic side.

Yeah, it never went to trial, but he was arrested...

three or four times for spying through some bathroom window.

And the killer knew it.

He proposed to install the program on your clients' phones.

And I would have access to the conversations that Dave would listen, in return.

You have to check all the messages and the conversations recorded.

That's gonna take a lot. Let them do it. in Quebec, they have more staff.

They could, but they don't know no one here, they'd miss things.

- What exactly are we looking for? - Anything that might involve...

violence, conflict or intimidation.

Something that will lead us to the killer or until his next victim.

Hi, Chantal. I just finished my shift.

I read your message. I'll see you later. to celebrate my vacation?

Maybe I shouldn't tell you this, but, screw it, I'd want to know.

What?

I have a feeling that C�line has kept me here for nothing.

The next body is about to be if he shows up, he could be tagging him.

- Excuse me, do you know him? - Not much.

But he may still be alive.

How long does it take to kill to someone with monoxide?

It depends on many factors. Uh... If you use a chainsaw...

Alex's wife?

What's going on?

I think I know what this is about. I wouldn't get involved if I were you.

Okay, listen.

In Quebec they say that there are hundreds of files...

on Dave's computer that were erased yesterday.

They're trying to get them back, but it won't be easy.

Well, if the killer has erased them, we won't find anything to incriminate him.

Not directly, but, deep down, the killer wants us to catch him.

He arranged everything so that the laptop of Dave's will come into our hands.

Sarge, I got something.

I wasn't in the program of espionage, it's a separate file.

Look at this.

Let's see.

Fuck, it's Justine.

Are you coming to see me soon?

For God's sake!

I miss you already.

I miss you already, Master.

It's the Fire Lake Motel on 389th. I recognize the clown painting.

Find out who booked that room on October 20th.

Yeah, I'll take care of it.

Listen to this.

- Give me time, I don't have the money! - Bring it to me tomorrow or I'll open your head.

As a conflict, it's pretty big.

- I need my money now! - Shut up!

I've heard something like that before.

- Let's see... Where was I...? - Wait, I think...

- One at a time, okay? - Ah, yes.

Go get some rest before people arrive.

This was not a good idea.

It's too soon.

Well, it's done.

Okay.

Thank you.

- Goodbye. - B�dard, how are you doing with the motel?

Only the owner has access to the old records, it won't be long now.

- When you get it, let me know. - Okay.

Alex, can you put on some civilian clothes and go to Justine's funeral?

- Watch and report back to me what you see. - What are you going to do?

I have a cocktail.

I haven't been a good mother.

You did your best, like everyone else.

What else could I have done?

No use thinking about it now.

There should be...

- I understand that you think that... - Even if you had understood her,

you wouldn't have been able to do anything.

I understood Justine, it's not that I didn't understand her.

What?

People are already arriving.

If I had understood what?

What are you doing here?

I've been invited, believe it or not.

But first I want to talk with Mr. Ricard in private.

There's nothing I'm saying that not everyone can hear.

I doubt that.

You know what?

You're not just a wretch,

you're a crazy bitch.

Yeah, maybe.

But I don't regret what I did.

And I'm proud of you.