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Letters from Mum!

At her sister's.

Our guys
are keeping watch.

"Stay with her", I said!

She's fine.

No, she's not.
She's in shock.

I don't understand it.

She's discovered the truth
and it ain't pretty.

What do we do?

Stick mics and cameras
all around here,

especially in Justine's office

and the meeting room.
- OK.

- What happens with Benoît?
- He can't come in.

We bar him entirely?

From Blue Moon, yes.

And Milan?

I'm glad you're here.
Weird atmosphere here.

You don't like it?

What's happened?

Something I thought would happen.

There's this rumour...

that pops up at Blue Moon
now and then.

The old-timers say that...

Benoît was Martine Laurier's lover.

Yves' wife.

Justine's mother.

Not teenagers' love letters.

The kind of letters
you want to get.

He was really in love with Mum.

How long did it last?

5 years.

5 years of lies.

I think Yves found out
a few months before he died.

He found letters
from Benoît or Martine.

They started falling out.

Some time after,

Yves died.

Whoa.
What're you trying to say?

I never believed it was an accident.

It wasn't just Mum:

he fucked his best friend's wife.

Maybe she didn't feel the same.

She did.

I read her letters.

Yes.

Where are you?

You wanted a chat?

It's a real mess.

I don't understand.
It's like...

I've been kept in the dark.

I found out

only this morning.

What's the story with Benoît?

Police had a warrant

and Justine ordered us
to blow his safe.

That's all I know.

We should meet up.

Tomorrow, 6am, at the café.

OK. See you then.

Ciao.

Know what's most upsetting?

No.

I found his letters.

- You have his letters?
- Yes.

If I died tomorrow
and you found letters

that folk wrote me,
it'd be normal.

But why did I find
the letters he wrote her?

He stole them from Mum?

Or from Dad.

After killing him.

Heard from Benoît?

No. You?

No.

He'll shut us out for a while now.

You can't get warrants
for affairs of the heart.

Unless they lead to murder.

The police have confirmed
your fishing trip alibi.

Why d'you always question

what I did
the day Yves died?

You think I killed him?

No one here's accusing you.

We'll go straight there.

Can you wait outside?

Hello?

Your favourite solicitor.

Some people

want to meet you.

Who?

The Deputy Operations Director

and
the Secret Service Deputy Director.

Really?

Unless you think the system
is totally corrupt,

you can trust them.

I hope so.

- Yes?
- I'm at a motel.

Hurry up.

- What's the score?
- Not on the phone.

Le Dauphin Motel,
Louisville, room 115.

Door'll be open.

- And if I can't come?
- Ring.

In my 1st op,

we lost a man.

I also saw hard drugs,
Class A narcotics: amphetamines

cocaine,

heroin.

Gunrunning.

You mentioned money laundering.

20 million on one occasion.

We were evacuating
what I thought

... was an employee.
- Thought?

That's what I was told...

Someone takes 20 million out
in full view

of the police,

and you're not sure he's an employee?

I'm a newcomer.

You say you met someone...

Stop interrupting me!

You question me: have the decency
to listen to my answers!

I get the impression
this is an internal problem.

Everyone you name
is an employee of yours.

My father is dead,

he was murdered.

I don't know why or by whom.

I want to find out.
That's why I'm here.

You want to know
why he was murdered?

I lost my father and 1 employee

probably because of
illegal activities around my company.

We seized drugs
and sold them on the street

to finance anti-ISIS groups.

No need to get angry, Mrs Laurier.

I've been to war.

I've seen folk decapitated.

I never lowered or closed my eyes.

I never killed in war.

It may mean nothing to you,

but I save lives.

It gives meaning to what I do.

I didn't leave the army
to get involved in trafficking

and help corrupt people
line their own pockets.

I told them what happened.

Any news of Benoît?

Once we see Justine,

we'll issue
a warrant for his arrest.

We checked again:

your alibi's solid.

But there's one thing
we wanna clear up:

the 13th, the day before the murder.
- Wait.

- Is it official?
- What?

You consider it a murder?

We have for 2 weeks.

OK.

So, on the 13th...

Someone used your card
to buy petrol.

I was fishing on the 13th.

We know that.

So who was it, then?

- No signature?
- Paid at the pump.

With my PIN?

Yeah.

Well... I dunno what to say.

You, Bob?

Me, what?

Milan's card.

You joking?!

What're you on about?

He doesn't know my PIN.

I dunno what to say. Maybe I...

Maybe I lost a card. I have a few.

I'll check and get back to you.

I ordered the safe to be forced open:

items in it
were stolen from Blue Moon.

You have the contents of the safe?

You'll hand them over?

Yes.
Not the personal effects.

What personal effects?

Letters he wrote,
videos of his travels.

We need all that.

I'll sift it.

I said "everything".
Things you consider harmless

could constitute evidence for us.

We have a problem, Justine.

If we issue
an arrest warrant on Benoît,

we'll draw attention to Blue Moon.

Do we want that?

It's not a trick question.

We need to consider it.

We've worked with Blue Moon a lot.

Our operations
are totally legitimate.

Do we want that aired in public?

Not necessarily, no.

We'll deal with your problem.

I know your inquiry's different,

but delay the warrant.

Agent Sirois is going to ring you.

Talk to him, then call me.

Thanks.

What're you doing, clown?

Go away.

Oh no...

No, no. Stop.

I don't know
if we'll have jobs next week.

I don't know what'll happen.

Even if I didn't get on great
with my father,

I feel we've done him proud.

Thank you.

The hit on the dope field,
the arms van hijack,

Dany's kidnap, Savage's flat,

One second!
The flat, the kidnap...

Can we get the dates?

Absolutely.

What did you do on those days?

Who were you with?
Who asked you what?

Write affidavits.

They may put you on a lie detector.

You'll break it!

Yeah, if they ask
what I think of you!

Chloé, come with me.

Sorry, I had no choice

given Milan
and Benoît's relationship.

You misjudge Milan.

I don't judge him.

People involved
acquire bad habits.

Talk to him.

He and Bob know a lot
even if they say little.

He doesn't think
it was accidental.

Oh yeah?

He thinks it's linked to...

Benoît and your mother's affair.

How d'you know about that?

Milan said.
I don't wanna say too much.

No, no. Speak up.

He says that old-timers here
talk about a rumour...

that Benoît and your mother
were having an affair.

Milan told you that?

It's just rumours.

I didn't know your mother.

Ask our longest-serving staff.

I don't need to.

I now know it's true.

I just want to know what you know.

I only heard about your mum once:

when Benoît was drunk.

Martine this, Martine that.

He said
Yves didn't deserve her.

Not in front of everyone:
just Bob and me.

You think it wasn't an accident?

I didn't say that. I'm not sure...

No need to be "sure".
What do you know?

Just months before he died,

he went to the chalet.

He found love letters
written by Benoît.

That's when it began.

What began?

The arguments.

Yves and Benoît had a deal.

The first to die would give
his shares to the other.

But after he saw the love letters,

Yves changed his will
and left the firm to you.

Look me in the eye.

Did Benoît kill my father?

I have no fucking idea.

You could've told me?!

- What?
- About Benoît and my mother.

No point.

"No point"?! For fuck's sake...

How should I have told you then?

Oh, by the way,
they had an affair...

5 years is not just an affair!

How's it related to Yves' death
23 years on?

He found out 23 years later
and died!

For fuck's sake!

Justine,

your mum cheated on your dad.
That's life.

Her suicide
may be due to that.

But your dad's death isn't.

Rubbish!

That's a sentimental B movie drama!

This is about hundreds of millions!

Savage is burned alive,
Dany vanishes!

And you think it's because
your mum had a lover?!

Maybe Benoît was scared
to lose it all

and it degenerated!

That's possible.

But don't blame me
for not mentioning a rumour!

Justine,
the last thing I wanted to do

was to make you suffer.

I've suffered
since I was 8 years old.

You disappoint me.

I spoke to Justine.
I told her what you said.

You shouldn't have.

Have you done something wrong?

No.

Well, I know
I haven't done anything wrong.

Tongue out.

Sweet.

What happened?

We asked
for confirmation of the target.

They confirmed it.

I went left, Yves went right.

We fired all our rounds
into the house.

We waited...

for 10 minutes.

We advanced
and threw grenades inside.

We waited
another 5 minutes.

Then we went in.

And then?

We saw that we'd killed children.

How many?

We killed the target,

4 women and 28 children.

You didn't know
children were inside?

Intelligence never said that.

Didn't hear them?

No.

All we heard was music.

Blue Moon.

"Blue Moon"?

Yes.

Yves, do you confirm
this version of events?

It's affected Yves badly.

He has children. I don't.

Shit...

It's affected Yves badly.

He has children. I don't.

He came back just after that.

That's terrible.

He wasn't the same after that.

Before he went,
he played with us.

When he came back,
he wasn't my dad.

Yves Laurier couldn't kill 28 kids

and pretend
nothing had happened.

It's just not him.

I wish I never knew.

I wish I'd known before.

I'd have given him a big hug.

Yes?

Hello. It's me.

Who's "me"?

Benoît.

Where're you?

Well...

I'm a bit lost.

I'm ringing to say sorry.

Over the phone?!

I didn't mean to hurt you.

You took away
my most precious thing.

I've lost all feeling.

You don't understand.

That's true!

Aged 8, I found my mother
with her wrists slit:

I can't understand that!

I loved your mother.

She's the person I've loved most
in my whole life.

Don't talk about her!
That wasn't love!

You fucked my dad over!

You've wrecked everything!
You killed Dad and you raped me!

You came to my home!

And raped me.

I know it was you.

D'you take me for a monster?!

OK?

I'm never OK before my 3rd coffee:
I haven't had my 1st yet.

My mobile was called last night.

- What time?
- 4am.

Shall I check it?

Get the number and location.

Can you follow
Bob and Milan's movements

over the next few days?

Discreetly.

Hi.

- Sorry about your mother.
- No need to apologise.

I should've said.

It's OK. Say no more about it.

You're looking good.

Thank you.

Here you go.

Thank you.

We let few people in
without appointments.

Some things
are more pressing.

Not "pressing", pleasing.

I have something.

This way.

When we recovered
the company's property,

I got a big surprise.

Really?

- I came across this.
- What is it?

When you were at my home.

You recorded it?

I didn't record a thing.

I was spying on my partner
and he was spying on me.

One of our directors
is involved in illegal activities.

That's a problem.

I don't know if this is mandated
by the secret service

or if these are crooks

getting rich.

You recorded this?!

I didn't record anything.

I spied on my partner:
I suspected him of drug trafficking.

What now?

The agents want me
to hand everything over.

Not this:
they'll blackmail me!

I don't know if Benoît has a copy.

Swear you'll destroy it.

It's done.

Justine...

Denis.

Benoît?

We look devious.

Put the gun on the bed.

Goddammit, Benoît...

It's simple.

Savage is dead.

Dany Lagarde's dead.

It's only us left.

Move away from the window. Sit.

You're paranoid.

Well...

What's the news?

Everyone's after you.

I dunno why she's doing this.

We killed her dad. She...

For fuck's sake!

You killed her father.

Ben...
What're you doing?

She thinks I raped her.

D'you realise?

Me, raping Martine's daughter?

That's...

Justine and Évelyne are family.

Yves Laurier was your best mate.

How could you fuck
your best mate's wife?

No, no!

Drop it.
You'll hurt yourself.

This is a real mess.

I did what I was told to do.

How did Yves Laurier die?
Who did what?

I want the truth.

Yves found out

about Martine and me.

He found hidden letters.

He flipped out and decided
to sell the firm to the Americans.

So we came up with a plan.

It had to look accidental.

I sent Milan
to a fishing resort for a week.

A chopper
picked me up from the resort.

I pulled a wire to make him fall.

I hit him on the head.

I never knew it was Yves
till I hit him.

I wasn't told.

Would it've stopped you?

No.

Sorry it ends like this.

What do I do?

With all your illegal surveillance,
you're fucked, Benoît.

I need to disappear.

We can help you.

No, you can't help me.

You can't help me
where I'm going.

- Yes?
- It's me.

Benoît?

Yes.

Where're you?

- Doesn't matter.
- Come back, eh?

Let's talk face-to-face.

It's crazy
doing this on the phone.

François, Évelyne here.
She's on the phone to him.

- On Justine's mobile?
- Yes.

Perfect.

Trace her phone.

I didn't kill your father.

Hiding doesn't help your cause.

"Hiding"?

I don't need to hide.

You put CCTV in my home.

- Yes, to protect you.
- In my bedroom too?

You didn't just violate my privacy.

That's totally untrue.

On your mother's life,
I'd never do that.

I found the Taser at your place.

And? It hasn't worked for years.

I could never rape you,
Justine.

I took you out
when your mum died.

What? My father
took me out of that bath.

He wasn't there. It was me.

He was in Mexico,
negotiating with the government.

Don't say that!

My father was there, not you!

Look at the files:

The embassy protection agreement.

His name's at the bottom

signed on the day your mother died.

He abandoned her.

He left her with you.

Benoît, stop it!

You can blame me
for her suicide.

I'd had enough.
I wanted to tell Yves.

I was ready
to drop everything for her.

But she didn't want that.

When she realised
I'd do it anyway, well...

she chose another path.

That was my fault.

I've got him. What now?

Where is he?

A40, Joliette,
bound for Montreal.

- Get the team. We'll pick him up.
- Chloé?

No.

What?

Sorry to let it all out like that.

But it's the truth.

- You ready?
- Yes.

What do we do?

We go meet him.

- Yes?
- He hung up.

He was crying.

He said he loves us.

That's almost touching.

We've lost him.

- Yes.
- He's gone off-screen.

He knows what we're doing.
It's his company.

We'll drive on.

He'll end up calling someone.

Call you back.

- You're making this personal.
- Fuck, yeah!

It won't bring Yves back.

Remember my friend who died
in the field for no reason...

- Yes.
- I'm doing this for him too.

See him?

- Yes.
- He's on

Laurentides road.

I know where.

Connect me to Cassandra.

Done.

"To be shared

"equally between Évelyne and Justine,

"all proceeds
of the sale of my property,

"both real and personal,

"as well as any type of investment
in my name

"when I die.

"I wish to leave my shares,

"representing 40%
of the Blue Moon Corporation,

"to Milan Garnier,
who may dispose of it as he wishes."

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