All language subtitles for Serie.Noire.S01E12.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DD5.1.x264-NTb

We're together now.
We're moving in together.

- I don't trust you.
- Are you jealous?

- She might be a murderer.
- Jean-Guy?

My trick isn't working.

I swear I didn't kill him!

She's turning you against me.

What's that?

I'm planning to clean up my wardrobe,

if you see what I mean.

- Drop it!
- No! You drop it!

- What are you doing?
- Drop it!

- No, you drop it!
- Drop it!

- No, you!
- OK, I'm warning you.

You said it yourself, I have
the same gun as Stallone in Cobra.

- What are you doing here?
- I'm saving you from a murderer!

No. Bruno was hiding
his dynamite here.

He had a deal with Charlène.

Charlène is a victim of this mess
like you and me.

If she's a victim, why did I just find
the murder weapon in her wardrobe?

I just found this gun
in her wardrobe.

Any ballistics expert could easily

match the bullets from this gun
with the ones found in Bruno's body.

- I don't understand. This is your gun.
- Yes, I know.

So, you're telling me
that your gun killed Bruno?

Well, yes. We'd have to ask
a ballistics expert.

And the expert will say
that you're the murderer.

No, the gun was in Charlène's wardrobe.

But if we say that we saw you

in the wardrobe,
with the weapon in your hands,

- the expert will think it's weird.
- No, he won't think it's weird...

because he's an expert!

Do you even realize
that more and more evidence

- is piling up against you?
- You have become her puppet.

The murder weapon is in your hands,
there's a body in your shed,

you're trying to incriminate someone
by planting a weapon...

In my book, you have become
suspect number one!

Give me this.

- What?
- Give me that!

All right, guys!

I appreciate this attempt
to rediscover your manhood,

but you aren't convincing anyone
with these guns.

The day after tomorrow, I'll sell
Bruno's dynamite to the Vermont guys.

The deal will happen at 4:00 pm,
in Lacolle, 600 feet south

of the intersection of 221 and 202.

My contact's name is Clive.

He's a dirty fat guy
who lives in Burlington

and likes motorcycles, sleazy business
and fat dirty guys.

I spoke to him twice
on the phone,

and I'll see him for the first
and last time in two days.

Why are you telling us all this?

To show you
that I don't give a fuck about you.

You are a booger, Denis.

Take your gun, get out
of my place and do what you need to do.

Look, I even left my prints on it
for good measure.

Now, if you could give me
a little privacy,

I'd like to go to bed.

I have two big days ahead of me.

I was thinking...

I might have an idea for episode four,
the one with the cartel.

I don't think
this is the time and place.

You're right. Denis went to bed that night

with one thing in mind:
to an objective observer,

this failed attempt
to plant a weapon

just put him on top of the list
of potential suspects.

The option
to involve Detective Pérez

wasn't on the table anymore.

It was just too risky.

In other words, Denis had pushed
himself into a corner,

and Charlène was aware of it.

But Denis knew one thing for sure:

he was still planning
on having the last word,

and he wasn't a booger,
despite what Charlène had said.

I don't think it's necessary.

- He can't do anything.
- I know Denis.

He won't give up so easily.

- Staying at home is too risky.
- Let's kill him then.

- I was just kidding!
- Come on...

Why are you driving so slow?

I have bags loaded with dynamite
in my trunk.

I think it's a good reason
to drive slow!

- Patrick?
- Hi, Mom.

I know it's late.
Our heater is broken.

This is my girlfriend.

We're moving in together.

Do you mind if we sleep
in my old room tonight?

OK, it's fine.

No! It's very heavy.

At 4:00 pm, in Lacolle,

600 feet south of the intersection

of 200 something and 200 something else,
I can't remember.

But it's easy to find on a map.

When did you find out?

- Yesterday.
- Yesterday? What do you mean?

I mean yesterday.

Don't you think we should
involve Pérez in all of this?

No, that's a very bad idea.

Trust me,
I'll take care of this on my own,

like a big boy.

This life robber must pay.

Not bad, right?
That's Clive's idea.

It's to evade customs?

Yes. He owns a porn store
in Burlington.

That's crafty!

I'm not sure if I would use that word.

Charlène neglected to mention

that Clive of Burlington
had nicknamed the huge deal

"Operation Exploding Cocks".

Good morning, guys!

Excuse me, Réj,
I need to talk to Claudio.

Is he around?

I don't think so.
He didn't stick around for long.

OK honey,

now I can tell you

where the dynamite is.

It's at Charlène's.

Would you like some pizza?
We just ordered some. We're hungry.

It's not even 10:00 am yet.

We have a veggie pizza, if you want.

We always give that one
to the moron.

We try to feed him healthy food.

- No, thank you.
- Your loss.

I forgot my gloves in the office.

That's right. Fuck the veggie pizza!

I just can't stand
those black olives anymore!

Let's do a Hawaiian pizza instead.

No, that's it, Michel.

It's all good.

Yes, it's me again.

I'd like to change something else...
the Diet Coke.

Let's make it a regular Coke.

Thank you, you're awesome.

Excuse me, I forgot something.

Bye, Ricky!

- Hello?
- I need you to do something.

Call Patrick and tell him

that you want to meet him
in person right away, OK?

Tell him it's super urgent
and it can't wait.

I'm at work.
Why don't you call him?

Because he won't answer.

So tell him
you want to see him.

Tell him something bad happened to me.

Sound very worried,
lay it on thick, get the violin out

and call me back afterwards.
Do it, no question.

Cancel all your appointments for today.

- Hello?
- Denis Rondeau.

- Yes?
- This is Anne-Sophie Laverdière.

It's just too strange
what happened the other day.

It really is
my grand-mother's necklace.

And I don't believe
your pawnshop story.

Here. I'm sorry,
I wanted to drop by earlier,

but I've been really busy lately.

I'm going to be honest with you:

I wasn't sure if I should call you.

I even thought about calling the police.

But it's all good, thank you.

And after all, I think
I do believe your pawnshop story.

I really believe you.

Look, I really have to run.

I have a phone interview to conduct.

- See you soon!
- See you soon.

Is he OK?
Where is he right now?

He's here, right next to me.

Damn, what a cheap trick!

No! Wait!

I have to talk to you.
I have news for you.

I think Charlène is innocent
after all.

Ricky isn't paralyzed.

He's faking it.

I just caught him ordering
a Hawaiian pizza.

Charlène, I must apologize to you.

I jumped to conclusions.
I'm sorry.

That's it?

I apologize for spying on you.

I apologize for slapping you.

And I apologize for attempting
to plant a semi-automatic weapon

in your wardrobe.

It's OK. I accept your apologies.

And I apologize
for telling Patrick

that I think you are a pretentious
ugly guy who is also a bad father.

Can I now tell you
what I wanted to say earlier?

As long as apologies have been
properly made.

Actually, I think this will somehow
round out my apologies.

Charlène, I apologize
for telling Claudio

that you have the dynamite.

- What an idiot!
- Fuck!

In a way, it could be worse,
it gives you a good reason to hide.

- Now you're not hiding from me.
- Did you tell him this afternoon?

I sent him a text message
from Bruno's phone.

- So we need to act fast.
- What do you want to do?

- We incriminate Ricky. He's the killer.
- Are you sure? Can you prove it?

Stop saying that,
you always say the same thing!

And I was right the last time.

The guy has been pretending
to be paralyzed for a whole month.

He's got something to hide.
And it's a great alibi.

He can't move, so he couldn't
physically kill Bruno.

He can't speak,

so you can't question him afterwards.

It's smart.

But he made one mistake.

- When?
- The Hawaiian pizza!

No. Well before that.

A few hours after we hit him,

he left me a message me to tell me
that Bruno would take his side.

- Do you remember? I told you.
- Patrick, wake up, that's huge!

So he betrayed himself.

Bruno was still alive.
No need for an alibi yet.

We can assume
that after this phone call,

he went to the clinic.

Yes, to talk about the sexual assault

and to rat me out
for selling dynamite on the side.

And then, something happened.

Maybe Bruno took your side.
And things got heated...

Maybe they made love,

and Bruno wanted to incorporate
a gun

- in their sexual games?
- Holy shit, you are obsessed!

- Danger arouses desire.
- It doesn't matter!

- Bruno died. Ricky freaked out.
- He went back to the motel.

He laid down right where
Denis had knocked him out earlier,

and he waited to be found.

Could we add another chair?

Why?

So, that's it.

We're at the point
where we can incriminate Ricky.

We're ready to act...

but we need to be sure

that the award
won't come back to bite us.

Did you bring the award?

And like Denis told you...

Marc Arcand's character is getting
out of jail for sure.

We think he might even help Valérie
take her revenge.

He will play a crucial role
in the series finale...

He'll be a master mind of sorts.

I like that!

I can't wait to read it.

Well, that's what we're saying,
we had no time to write.

Ladies...

You have time now...
So, go ahead and write.

No, we don't have...

- Are you writers?
- Yes.

Then write.

Ladies...

Juju! Yes!

The last scene is handwritten.

- The printer died.
- "Episode 4: Marc Arcand Strikes Back."

Yes...

I was expecting three full episodes.

We can't write
three episodes overnight!

One episode is a miracle already.

Let's do a reading.

"But life within the cartel
quickly became unbearable.

Operating under a cloud of suspicion

can quickly become unbearable."

"Valérie, someone's at the door
asking for you."

"Tell him to come in,
Uncle Gilles."

"The door opens.
Valérie has a strong reaction.

She's being reunited
with a dear old friend."

- "Marc Arcand!"
- "I am back.

My half-sister had my sentence
reduced from 25 years to six months.

I heard about your troubles with Pierre.

You are a great attorney."

"Even if I'm the one
who sent you to jail?"

"I've learned
to forgive while in prison.

And I learned about redemption.

I've forgiven the others.
And mostly, I've forgiven myself.

I think I deserved better from life.

My father was wrong.

He should have known
that I deserved better.

He should have known
his son deserved better."

OK, that part is taken care of.

- Now is the time for action.
- What do we do about Claudio?

He probably wants to kill everyone.

He has probably chewed his cheek off
by now.

Maybe he's not so angry after all.

So you filmed the guy
walking and talking?

- Exactly. I have it on my cell.
- And you have the dynamite?

Yes.

I'm sorry, do we...

Are we still talking about the series?

Yes, Mom, don't worry.

We're just talking
about screenwriting.

Give me two minutes!

You bring out your stash.

You send the film to my cell.

You're going to Denis' place with me.
So are you.

You two, stay here.

You don't ask any questions.

And you can just give me a kiss!

Claudio's weight increase

since Bruno went missing: 12 pounds.

Hi, love, I can finally tell you
where I'm hiding.

I'm staying at the Beau-Séjour motel.
Meet me in room 18. I want you.

We're coming in
to write for a little while.

Since Claudio's not here,

do you mind if we use his office?

I can't see why not.

It's pretty impressive.

He plays his role perfectly.
He's totally committed.

I'm sorry,
I don't mean to bring this up...

It smells really bad in the office.

I think Ricky needs
to go to the bathroom.

- It's pretty bad.
- Shit.

Whose turn is it now?

Wipe. And lift.

- Hello?
- I'll tell you in five.

OK. What's Ricky's address?

- 2352 Moreau.
- OK, great.

OK. Let's keep going.

You have two minutes.

It smells so bad in the office,
who cares if you shit yourself?

I'd like to change something else...

the Diet Coke.
Let's make it a regular Coke.

- What's going on?
- Thank you, you're awesome.

What's this?

- Yes, hello?
- I don't know who you are,

but you're going to pay
a very high price for this!

- Claudio?
- Dan?

- Where are you?
- You are dead, man!

You are dead.
I'm going to kill you!

How long were you planning
to fuck with me exactly?

Easy!
This is Ricky's phone.

No! This is Bruno's phone!

And you're the one who killed him!

But we found the phone in a pouch
attached to Ricky's armchair!

Come over quick.
Ricky is faking.

He's not paralyzed.

This is not the best timing.

- Can I recover my stash?
- What do you mean?

You left so quickly.

I want to help you,
but I need my stash by 3:00 pm.

Arcand's supposed to bring it back.

- What is he doing?
- That's what he said?

What have you done with it?

Let me call you back.

No...

Fuck!

So, you've been ordering sodas
on the QT?

How long were you planning
to play me like this?

You have five seconds
to stand up.

It looks like it all came back!

I have the feeling
that the dynamite is at his place.

It's not true! Charlène's the one
who sells dynamite.

I noticed it,
and they went after me!

He was stealing dynamite.
Bruno figured it out.

- He killed him.
- It's not true!

- I haven't done anything.
- Where is the dynamite?

I don't know!

I don't know!

It's not me!

- You must have talked to Clive as well!
- This is not mine!

Fucking Clive!

Not very trustworthy,
but creative and crafty.

It's not yours?

Charlène was the one
who sold dynamite.

- These guys are her accomplices!
- Pathetic!

Did you kill him?

It was an accident!

He called me in
to talk about Charlène.

We talked about her,
but he didn't seem to care.

He seemed nervous...

He was nervous because...

he saw you
right after you got out of jail...

He said he didn't love you anymore.

He said he didn't know
how to deal with you being back.

I just thought
I would help him relax...

I didn't mean any harm...

So we... Shit!

We took the gloves out...

But there was lube everywhere,
and the gun just went off.

"The gun just went off"?
What do you mean?

Yes, it was my idea.

I like incorporating firearms

in my sexual practices.

It turns me on.

Danger arouses desire.

I'm sorry, Claudio,
I didn't want this.

I switched the gloves,

and I went back to the motel.

I was paralyzed,
I was freaking out...

I was collapsing on an emotional level.

So I thought I might as well
stay paralyzed for real!

So you like horses? Ponies?

Yes! I love them,
they are my true passion.

- What do you like about horses?
- Their freedom.

It's a beautiful creature.

No one would want to hurt...

Pick him up
and drop him at the dump site.

I can't do it all on my own.

Réj, you help him.

OK, you two, come with me.

I'll get the car.

Never again...

I will never fall in love again.

Can I call my girlfriend
to make sure she doesn't worry?

No details.

Of course.

- Are you OK?
- Yes, everything is OK. It's just that we're not done working,

so we might get home late,

but please don't worry, OK?

- You can't talk right now?
- Absolutely, absolutely.

- Where are you?
- Right now...

I might take the little detour

we were talking about yesterday
before going home. You remember, yesterday morning?
The place, the time?

Should we do anything?

No, don't do anything,
stay where you are.

We'll see you later, OK? Bye! Bye. They're going to Lacolle.

- What do you mean?
- For the deal.

Holy fuck!

Marie, can I borrow your car
for a few minutes?

I ran out of cigarettes.

I'm going to meet him.
You guys can stay here

in case we have some unwanted visitors.

I won't be able to hear you.

So if something happens,
just blow the horn, OK?

Regarding what happened to Ricky... We share some responsibility.

Let's not talk about it.

Think about it.
If we hadn't busted him...

I don't want to talk about this!

What?

Should I blow the horn? It looks like my Mom's car.

- Fuck, it's Charlène!
- Come on!

- What are you doing here?
- Did you lie to me?

Damn! Are you crazy?

Marc Arcand promised
to give me back my stash!

He's crazy.
You can't believe him.

If Claudio sees you here,
he'll think you knew about this.

I thought I could trust you.

I talked to Clive in the car.

Claudio called him back.
He has the dynamite.

We're sorting everything out.
You should thank us.

Don't you understand!

I need to find $47,000
in the next two days.

I didn't want to tell you,

- but it's a matter of life or death!
- I'll give you $47,000.

That's roughly
my retirement savings.

You can have it.
Denis will top it off if necessary.

- What?
- I love you, Charlène.

We are a couple,
this is not an issue.

Go back in the car, please.

What's this?

Come on! Fuck!

Stop it!

- Stop it!
- But the police is here!

OK, boys.

Charlène, please stay inside
his mother's car

until the operation is over.

How do you know
it's my mother's car?

I have my sources.

You should have stayed
at Kimberley's.

We weren't told about the plan!

It was looking perfect, Judith!

A master stroke. Right?

The award was clean,
the body was gone for good,

Claudio was closing his deal,

and we were going back
to our normal life.

- It was flawless!
- You called me. I was worried.

You got Pérez involved.

We'll be seen as accomplices.

It's all good.

The situation is already under control.

You can thank Judith.

- We are innocent!
- I figured it out a long time ago. I've been in touch with Christian
for a few days.

Your name is Christian?

Didn't you notice something weird
on that stormy night?

The night Juliette ran away,
it took me forever to come home...

You were going to talk to Pérez.

And when I came back,
I told you I didn't.

- Did you talk to him?
- Yes.

Judith has been keeping me up to date,

so we were able to optimize
our field strategy.

We'll handcuff you later on,

in order to avoid
any reprisals from EGG.

We'll take you to the station,
but it won't take long.

It will be
just another screenwriting experiment.

You owe a big one to your girlfriend.

What is it? A 20-footer?

Let's go straight to my place.

No, let's unload first.

Don't you think we have enough room
for your stuff and mine?

- I don't think so.
- Do you have a freezer?

- Just the fridge.
- Patrick, this is Grégory.

He's my brother.

- Hi.
- Nice meeting you. Thanks for the help.

I'm happy to help,

and thank you for everything
you've done for my sister.

It goes straight to my heart.

All right!

I don't understand...
"Everything you've done for my sister"?

I told him about the money.

No, he's really happy.
He always worries about me.

Put your gloves on!

"When the DVD allows us to revisit
an unpopular series..."

That's the TV critic.
Anne-Sophie something...

"But it's especially
this sweet irony,

this subtle 2nd degree
that I missed the first time.

We are dealing with a resolutely
postmodern body of work

blending genres and tones

with an astonishing dexterity."

I don't love you anymore.

Fuck! She's loving it,
she's tripping out...

I stopped loving you
a long time ago.

"These writers understands

that real life is more unpredictable

than the most far-fetched screenplay!"

What did you say?

Now the question is:
is your stuff going to fit in?

- For sure!
- Great!

We'll meet you at your place.

The night of the snow storm,

on my way to Pérez,

I promised myself that I would leave
after this comes to an end.

I don't want to live here anymore.

I don't want to live with you anymore.

- You don't love me anymore?
- No.

Are you sure?

Do you want to hear something?

I've known for a long time.

- Grégory?
- This is Jean-Guy.

Jean-Guy, I can't talk to you
for very long.

Does Charlène give French kisses
to her clients sometimes?

OK, this isn't the best time...

If you tell me
that it happens sometimes,

then you've got nothing to worry about.

But if she doesn't do French kisses,

then it is weird.

I need to go,
I have another call.

No, wait...

We got lost.

My brother has no sense of direction.

Where are you now?

We're about to take the exit
towards Québec.

- No, seriously
- Seriously.

Seriously, are you close?

I'm going back to Alma, Patrick.

Enough with this nonsense!

Grégory isn't my brother.
He's my boyfriend.

Thank you for everything you've done

for me,
and for Grégory, because Grégory
was in a bad situation,

and thanks to you,
he got out of it.

I'll never forget.

I mean it.

I'm going to hang up now.

Are you OK? Yes, I'm OK!

"Like Valérie,

tired and exhausted
by so many turnarounds,

but stronger than ever after dealing
with these impossible challenges

where humanity shows its true beauty:

truth, lies,
justice, injustice,

violence, love,
life, death."

"Justice's Law,

season one, DVD box set,
3 stars and a half."

Not so bad.

Juliette gave me her doll. She said that way
I'll have some company

when she's not staying with me.

I've always hated that fucking doll,

but last night, I swear,
I slept with it.

I read episode four one more time.

- It's not bad at all.
- Louise doesn't like the end.

What? What's wrong with the end?

She doesn't think
it's spectacular enough.

What's the fucking deal?

Does it always need to end

with an explosion,
some giant twist and turn?

I'm so tired of this shit!

You're right.

Why wouldn't it end
on a more normal note?

Something like...
I am sad. I don't sleep anymore...

I don't feel like going back
to my big empty apartment.

Do you want to crash
on my couch?

Are you just saying that?

No.

I appreciate it.

I'll bring Dorothée the doll.

Is Dorothée a little kinky?

That night,

Denis did indeed crash
on Patrick's couch.

Patrick didn't sleep at all.

Denis didn't sleep at all either.