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I’m here to make peace. With Louise, Leopold and you.

that’s an extra 10 million square feet added to the estate.

It's not me you should apologise to.

It’s Emile and Veronique.

Veronique and I brought sweets.

Do you think someone put something in them, like LSD?

I can’t carry all of this on that.

You can. And you will.

Uncle! Uncle!

You’ve known who your father was for a while.

When Vero died, you stopped talking, but never stopped listening.

Let alone understanding.

I kept talking, but it’s never been the same since.

Emile. Emile!

Do you remember the next day when we were in the orchard?

We were like... empty inside.

What’s wrong?

Then a crow showed up. Then another.

And another.

I never understood why you got so mad.

The tree.

You knew Marie-Therese was buried there?

Leopold told you because he knew you wouldn’t tell?

Was it you who dug her up the other night?

And the hen, was that you too?

Why? Have you something to tell me? Something you did?

THE WALL

Emile!

Emile!

Calm down...

Take it easy, honey.

What did you say to him?

Easy, honey. Look at me. Look at me.

Open your mouth. Open your mouth.

Yes. Easy, honey.

It’s for your own good, you know that.

Right? Easy, honey.

Easy.

Leopold was right. Your mother probably realised before we did

that we loved each other more than just as siblings.

- Does that shock you? - Obviously.

So Vero was Emile’s half-sister?

They had a connection.

No one could calm him down like Vero.

Claire does what she can to take her place, but...

it’ll never be the same.

You okay?

- Emile had another tantrum? - Can you take him home?

I need to talk to Celine.

At least with Claire, I needn’t worry about when I’m gone.

- I understand. - Leopold will be gone soon too.

You’ll inherit everything.

The house, the land, the orchard.

So he said.

I have a proposition for you.

A big project that will secure the Jolicoeur family’s future.

- I want you on board. - Why me? Leopold’s still around.

He trusts you implicitly.

- Decisions must be made... - I don’t know, Auntie.

Come to our house tonight at 7. Everyone will be there.

Come and hear me out.

I hear your uncle is in hospital.

He gets out this afternoon. Now go.

Father Sebastien bankrupted the abbey by himself.

I neither stopped nor scammed him.

- Why would I care? - Wait.

I spent last night trying to summon up my memories of the night when...

And?

- Maybe if we both went back... - Bye.

You know, I think...

It’s crazy, but I think I love you.

I know. Me too, I...

I just want you to know

that it’s true, despite what I’m about to do.

What?

Xavier!

We got permission from the monks. We’ll have the perfect view.

Okay, I’ll call you back.

Why are you here?

- I can’t let this happen. - Really? Why?

Sure, nab McNeil at the border, but I can’t let my uncle go to prison.

- You’re protecting Simon? You hate him! - He's still a Jolicoeur.

If he gets away with it, Olivia will pay, and you don’t care?

Olivia will be safe if you do what I say.

If Simon warns McNeil, the whole thing will fall apart.

- Do what I say, or I’ll call McNeil. - You little bastard!

35 years I’ve waited for my chance. I won’t let you wreck this for me.

Excuse me, I’m looking for Alex Theberge.

Thanks.

Is this where they questioned you in ’86?

Yes.

- I have questions for your partner. - He went to get lunch.

Celine, I’m freaking out. The abbot’s murder...

- What do you have? - Nothing.

Or almost nothing.

Come here.

Father Sebastien headed to the grotto around 10 p.m.

Probably with the aim of hanging himself.

Are you sure he made the noose?

Not 100%, but the rope’s from the abbey.

Why drag a rope for 2 kilometres if he didn’t intend to use it?

Virtually bankrupting the abbey might explain what he did.

- No, what he intended to do. - Exactly.

Someone accelerated the process. Why?

To keep Damien from buying the monks’ estate?

No one, not even Father Isaac,

knew how bad the abbey’s finances were,

let alone that Damien aimed to buy the estate.

- If anyone knew, the Jolicoeurs did. - I spoke to Damien this morning.

Even he doubts the Jolicoeurs would kill for business.

I agree.

- It’s not impossible, but I don’t see it. - It’s not about business.

But your family might still try to take advantage.

They’re already on it.

It’s not just about the motive. Got any solid evidence?

The arrow found in the woods?

Mrs McNeil says a brunette from the inn stole her crossbow and feathers

then mysteriously disappeared.

- And the blood on the arrow? - The brunette could certainly tell us.

We’re looking for her.

- Okay, if it’s not business, what is it? - A statement?

- The killer was sending a message? - I thought it might be a gay thing.

I told you about St Sebastian and the arrows.

But if every gay monk got shot with arrows...

There must be something else.

- Revenge? - What if it’s a diversion?

Maybe the whole St Sebastian thing

was the killer making a fake statement to hide his true motive.

- Theberge. - Boss, you’ll never guess.

We got an anonymous call about that brunette,

your neighbour at Karen’s inn, I found her.

At the monastery.

Johnny, can I have a word?

Olivia, I need to understand what happened.

You were nearby when Father Sebastien was killed and you were injured.

Someone shot you and someone took you back to the inn.

Did you see the killer? Could someone with you have seen him?

Olivia, you’re safe here. No need to be scared.

I'm not scared.

Not for me.

Then who?

I might tell you. Tomorrow.

In 1986, Damien was obviously drugged.

Why didn’t you investigate?

He wouldn’t tell me what he’d taken.

We found weed in his clothes.

It was more than pot. That’s obvious. It wasn’t alcohol either.

Okay, let’s go.

- Where to? - I don’t know. To explore nature.

- Treasure hunt! - Yes! Yes!

Come on, Celine. It’ll be fun.

The first to find a squirrel’s nest wins.

Yes!

When we went out exploring, they were already out of it.

Squirrels’ nests are too hard to find.

\Ne could look for something on the ground.

Like an ants’ nest.

- Someone’s here! - Where?

I’m really starting to trip.

- Let’s go back to the fire. - No! There’s no one here.

Are you sure you didn’t hallucinate the monster face?

If you’d described the guy better...

So it’s my fault?

For Veronique’s autopsy...

you’ll have to explain why you didn’t even request a blood test.

- We only had the head. - You’re telling me that?

It was cold that night. Back then, we couldn’t test frozen blood.

And the blood in the shack? The head didn’t have time to fully freeze.

The coroner didn’t even try.

We had no reason to believe there was a drug angle to the murder.

Hard drugs weren’t that common then.

If you’d known what it was, you could’ve sourced it.

Look, I was 24. I wasn’t the lead, McNeil was.

He’s been incommunicado for three days.

There are holes in this case.

I’m going there, I’ll break in if need be.

Today?

- Why not? - Speaking of hard drugs...

Weren’t they circulating the streets back then?

- Spit it out. - There was a guy around your age

who smuggled US drugs to sell at the high school.

- We never caught him, but... - Who?

Simon Jolicoeur.

- He only sold hash. - No.

In 1986, he’d moved on to blotter acid.

What do you want?

Celine Trudeau’s coming to you.

You kidding me?

I tried to put her off, but it only slowed her down.

Shit!

Stay here, there’s a cop coming.

Don’t move.

Well, well, well. If it isn’t little Celine.

I knew you’d come here sooner or later.

- How’s that? - You’re that kind of girl.

The kind who knows a botched investigation when she sees one?

It was 1986 and shitty old Applegrove.

I didn’t botch the investigation. I did my best with what I had.

Wasn’t it your job to relay key details to the coroner?

- You mean the blood tests. - The lack thereof!

- Johnny didn’t tell you? - What?

Veronique Jolicoeur’s head. Johnny took it down and brought it in.

He didn’t know what to do with it, so he put it in the freezer.

Completely ruined what was left of her blood.

I’m laughing now but I gave him shit back then.

Kept it quiet of course.

But why do you think Johnny in his lifetime never got a promotion?

The theory of the psycho drifter, do you believe that?

No witnesses. No prints in the sugar shack.

DNA? Forget it.

The local tough guys who might have wanted to... all had strong alibis.

Simon Jolicoeur looked for his brother in the woods all night.

Why wasn’t that in your report?

I talked to Simon and to the lunatic...

- Emile. - Right.

Maybe the report got lost. There was no trace of them on the scene.

They loved her like a sister.

I also know Veronique had a lover she saw in secret.

- First time I hear that. - Maybe if you’d looked...

It’s been 35 years! Give me a break!

Why was the body never found? It must be hidden on abbey grounds.

We did a search, but at night.

What can I say? The wind picked up. Millions of leaves fell.

We couldn’t turn over every dead leaf.

- Why do I think that suited you? - Get off my property!

- So, the girl? - She won’t say anything.

Keep her overnight. She’ll be chattier tomorrow.

You seem sure of yourself.

What happens tonight to make her talk tomorrow?

Nothing! A night in lockup usually gets a girl talking.

- Can I talk to the girl you arrested?

What for?

Come here.

What do you want, Celine? You think I did something to Vero?

- Why do you ask that? - Everyone knows why you came back.

Let’s say I came back for that.

And let’s say I found out you were selling drugs back then.

Yes?

Who did you sell acid to the night Veronique died?

Who did you sell to the previous week?

- What’s the connection? - Just answer.

- I don’t remember. - You do, Simon.

Like me, you remember everything that happened that day.

And like me, some things you choose not to remember.

Simon?

Simon! Simon!

Listen to me!

But trust me, it’s in there.

If you look, you’ll find it.

I didn’t sell it to anyone. I’d just gotten ten sheets of it.

I thought I’d make a pile of cash with Halloween parties.

But I spent the night chasing after Emile.

He’d never run away at night before, so Mum freaked out.

I found him in the woods and brought him back.

Where did you find him? What time?

Around 2 a.m.

Near the monks’ grotto.

So near where it happened.

And you didn’t see or hear anything?

No.

If I’d been there at the right time, I could’ve done something.

Anyway...

Is that all?

Oh my God!

The bedspread... I feel like she might just appear.

I still feel that every morning.

She was good at everything.

But what impressed me the most was her sewing.

Hang on.

That’s beautiful!

The soldier?

- I’d never seen that one before. - It’s the last one she made.

She wanted it to be realistic.

She succeeded.

But she didn’t usually make modern outfits.

- Was it for a play? - I don’t know. Why do you ask?

Isn’t it a good idea? Simon and McNeil will never look for you here.

You should have told me your plan.

I figured you’d be more convincing if you thought the arrest was real.

And you’re beautiful when you’re mad.

What’s up?

You knew exactly where to find the girl.

I think you knew she’s Elena Asmussen’s daughter.

She did two years for arms trafficking.

Explain yourself or you’ll be in lockup too.

I think I know what’s going on.

It started 26 years ago, when you were investigating Veronique’s murder.

Celine Trudeau, please leave a message.

Celine, it’s your mother. Call me.

Yes, I took Veronique’s head down from the tree.

I brought it here and put it in the freezer.

In the freezer?

Okay, boss.

But McNeil ordered me to.

- Why didn’t you say so? - No one would’ve believed me.

McNeil would’ve had me killed. He’s crazy.

Everyone’s always been scared of him. He thrives on that.

I was a rookie. I didn’t know it’d prevent the blood analysis.

Why tell you to freeze it?

- Seems you already know. - I’d rather hear it from you.

I think someone paid him.

- Any proof? - He ruined my reputation.

He retired and moved to the US six months later.

- I have no concrete evidence, but... - Now you’re about to get revenge?

Yes.

At last.

- Are you sure? - Yes, we’re together now.

We can’t give up.

We’re not just doing this for us.

It’s also for my father, for his dignity.

- And for our son. - Xavier left home cursing us.

- He’ll get nothing more from us. - He’s our blood, Kevin.

- Your dad’s dead. - His memory is alive.

I won’t have it sullied.

Simon and Karen!

- Come in! - Hi.

- Are we dressed up enough? - Oh, come on, you look great.

- We’re in a hurry. - Well, then, come in.

Come in! Come in! Come in!

What’s wrong with you? Has to be now?

You know what you cost me in front of the border guards for an hour?

Get up! Come on!

If it’s that safe why don’t you do it?

If it was 100% safe you wouldn’t be here, dumb arse.

Now you can forget about your share. Fuck!

What’s worth the most is the monks’ land

with its 10 kilometres of waterfront.

But if we bring in all our surrounding land

and give lake access to all non-waterfront properties,

the value of the whole thing

would be doubled at least.

Maybe with a real estate development, but we haven’t the money.

With what we gain by joining forces,

I guarantee we’ll be liquid enough for the bank to lend us millions.

We’re not big players, but the monks would rather sell to locals

than strangers, and since the Morencys are out of the running...

Kevin, what do you think?

- I must say I have my doubts. - Like what?

Don’t be led by your wife’s scruples. We don’t need her approval.

Uncle Leopold will never go for it.

No, but I could convince Celine.

- Celine? - Right, she’s on her way here.

I’ll think about it, but we have to get going.

And if anyone asks, we were here tonight.

Excuse me.

I’m not here to shame you.

- You’re not going anywhere. - Out of my way, turd.

Wait. What’s happening?

It’ll happen in a few minutes. On your land, on the American border.

You contacted Elena Asmussen in prison?

And she became a mole in Simon and McNeil’s smuggling operation?

She was sick of her life of crime.

But Simon and McNeil said she owed them a job.

Police! Out of the vehicle!

Out of the car! Hands in the air!

Shit! Now McNeil will think it was me who framed him!

It was that or five years in prison. So you’re welcome!

Do you know how much that’ll cost me?

That’s Celine.

She came.

Sit down.

I’m here to talk about our land, but not this land.

I’m here because in 1986, only a few days after Veronique died,

Aunt Louise sold a plot of land the family had owned since 1910.

Right behind the land your father had left to Simon.

She sold it to Sandford McNeil. For one dollar.

She did him that favour

so he’d destroy evidence against the murderer.

What? Do you have any evidence for this?

I have a copy of the land’s deed of sale and a policeman’s testimony.

What nonsense! Mere gossip.

Mum...

Tell them what happened.

Or I will.

It’s my fault.

Early in the evening,

I noticed that Emile’s bottle of diazepam had disappeared.

I’d hidden it well, but he found it.

If Emile takes too much, he gets all crazy.

We looked all over for him.

When we found him...

My baby!

What happened? Tell Mummy!

Tell me! Mummy won’t be mad.

I did everything I could to keep it quiet.

Because it wasn’t his fault.

It was the medication.

Don’t forget you’re a Jolicoeur.

That means you won’t say a word, okay?

Simon left home.

And he never came back, until today.

The next day,

McNeil came by.

He’d found some of Emile’s things in the sugar shack.

And fingerprints, probably. He made an offer, I accepted.

Emile killed Veronique?

How could you hide that from us?

I’d just lost Simon. I didn’t want to lose you too.

You think I’d have betrayed my brother?

I didn’t know how you’d react.

We all loved Vero so much.

She’ll catch up to him.

Emile!

Emile!

Celine?

Emile!

Emile!

What’s with the stick?

Listen to me, Emile.

- What was that? - He’s trying to tell us something.

You saw what happened, but it wasn’t you, was it?

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here!”

Celine, listen to me.

I need to tell you something.

The murderer...

had an accomplice.

Diazepam was mixed with the vodka.

I barely took a swig.

But Veronique and Damien...

Another serious side effect of diazepam.

It causes pregnant women to miscarry.

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