All language subtitles for P I S01E05 Old mates [eng]

Anderson was poisoned with ricin.

It was in his water bottle.

Did the penitentiary send you?

-It was my own initiative.
-It was nice of you to come.

You're sure this man
near the vacant lot

got into a white car with a red door?

Mondello said a guy
came with a white car

to get the passenger door
painted red.

-Before Vickie died?
-A few days before.

Greg and Manny
were with me and X-Ray.

Is that the alibi
you never wanted to reveal?

Did other people
gravitate around your group?

St�ph and Cindy.

-Are you still in touch?
-No.

I'm looking for Raynald Mathieu.

Never heard that name before.
What don't you understand?

These guys aren't here.
Is that clear?

Robert Turgeon
didn't go see your father.

He died last month.

It's not easy
to make up for lost time.

I'm sorry.

You chose a culprit

to avenge what
your daughter went through.

Anderson's DNA was
in Vickie Tremblay's vaginal cavity,

but there was also another's.

SPRING OF 2011
TRIAL OF ANDERSON JEAN-LOUIS

Vickie Tremblay

was going to become
a police informant.

So she was a threat
to Anderson Jean-Louis.

So he had to silence her.

The accused had already started
a cycle of violence with the victim.

And so he was unable to resist

the perverse pleasure

to exercise his dominance

over the victim one last time.

That is why...

he raped her before murdering her.

Investigator Maxime Amyot,

who approached Vickie Tremblay

to ask her to become an informant,

will come give his testimony.

He'll tell you all about
his encounter with the victim

and the agreement
he intended to make with her.

An agreement...

which proved fatal

for the young woman.

But...

the most aggravating evidence

is that the victim's DNA

was found

in the defendant's car,

thanks to traces of blood,

secretions and hair.

The accused's sperm was also found

in the victim's vaginal cavity.

-"You'll see..."
-You'll see,

ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

that the circumstantial
as well as the scientific evidence

is overwhelming.

End of Mrs. Lebouf's
opening statement

at Anderson's trial.

"Overwhelming".

Just that, huh?

We're not out of the woods yet.

Section 696.1 of the Criminal Code

provides a last resort for victims
of miscarriages of justice.

To be admissible,

a case must contain

major new evidence.

In Quebec, criminal lawyers

and law students assist,
on a pro bono basis,

in this difficult process.

Their work isn't well-known and,
most of the time,

unsuccessful.

But for some,
abandoned by the system,

they represent
a last hope for justice.

They are the Innocence Project.

INNOCENCE PROJECT

I won't take long.

I brought your things.

I don't care about my things.

Find the bastards
who did this to me. OK?

Don't worry.

There will be justice for you.

Where did I see your face?

Coupal is very punctual.

What time are we meeting

our ex-escort
slash early childhood educator?

St�phanie Poirier,
we're meeting her in exactly...

43 minutes.

It'd be cool if Shonda

gave us Cindy's last name.

We'll need to ask St�phanie.

Who's the best?

Who's in the house?

Samir's in the house!

Good morning.

You're in high spirits today,
Mr. Naouri.

Yeah, not bad.

I'm tracking down Claude Mondello.

The man who said he painted

Anderson's car door in red in 2010.

Good. Is Mr. Coupal in the house?

-Not yet.
-OK. Thank you.

Mrs. Girard, you said
a place on the project...

No. B�n�, please.

I really don't feel like
talking about the scholarship.

But what did you mean?

OK.

-Hello, Anderson.
-Hi.

Stay with us.

We need all your brain cells.

What's the significance
of the red door

on your car?

None. I...

I just liked it.

Is there a problem?

No, we just wondered
if it had any special significance,

since it's unusual.

Is it like a street gang code?

No, Smurfette.

I thought it looked cool, different.

When did you have it painted?

I don't know, late summer 2010.

Not long after I bought
my car second-hand.

Did a guy named Claude Mondello

paint it for you?

No, I did it myself.

Why? Who's Claude Mondello?

It's not important. A detail.

I went to the distribution center
for Hot Papas sauces.

There was a watchdog
who made me understand

that I wasn't welcome.

Yeah, those guys have
always been on their guard.

You shouldn't have gone there.

You need to help us get in touch

with X-Ray Mathieu, Manny and...

-Tucker.
-Tucker, yeah, whatever.

We can't do it without you.

Too bad.

Anderson.

These people have your alibi.

It's essential.
We can't pass this up.

Find something else.

You're the brains, aren't you?

Listen carefully.

In the Innocence Project,
the burden of proof is reversed.

The convicted person
has to prove their innocence.

The heart of the matter,
as she's trying to explain

in an extremely polite manner,

is your alibi. For the 911th time,

help us help you.

For the 911th time,
forget about X-Ray and Tucker.

I won't snitch on my boys.

No fucking way!

Do you want to get out of here,

-or are you playing with us?
-Mr. Coupal...

Of course, I do!

But I won't drag
X-Ray and Tucker into it.

I'm true to my word.

Damn it...

Get some rest, Anderson.

So?

The prison warden

said Anderson
had trouble with Latinos.

But an assassination attempt...

I don't understand
these street gangs.

Hotheads.

Unreliable, unorganized.

I never wanted to defend these people

exactly for that reason.

-Well...
-What?

You're making
a small exception for Anderson.

Oh.

Hello, Samir?

OK.

OK, we'll be right there.

-They found something.
-OK.

-St�phanie Poirier?
-Yes, it's me.

ALL RECORDINGS

Vickie was sitting
where you're siting now.

Don't...

Don't you think it's a bit creepy

meeting in the same place

where you saw her alive
for the last time?

No, it helps me remember.

It was a long time ago.

Vickie was fired up that night,

maybe even a bit too much

for a girl who'd just been beaten

and was covering it up
with foundation.

Who had beaten her?

It was Manny.

What did you do?

Nothing.

You know how Manny is.

He freaks out over nothing.

You should be careful then.

I'm not going to be intimidated.

You didn't tell the cops

Manny had beaten her?

It could've helped Anderson.

After the murder, Cindy and I

were too scared.

We were working for the Papa Ga�ons.

I think they killed her.

X-Ray wanted to send
a clear message to the girls.

Anyway, I'm preparing my exit.

Are you going to stop working?

It's coming.

But not just yet.

I make way too much money on my own.

Is that the new iPhone 4?

This is sick!

Compared to this site,
the Papa Ga�ons

are amateurs
with their loser clientele.

On this site,

there are people with real money.

What site was that?

Backpage.

A prostitution website.

It doesn't exist anymore.

The FBI shut it down in 2018.

Accusations of human trafficking,
all that.

X-Ray wanted to send him
to do the job?

No, he loved Anderson.

He could never have done that.

How did you and Cindy

manage to get out?

It's sad, but Vickie's murder

was a good thing for us.

Our customers went elsewhere.

The Papa Ga�ons'
escort business collapsed.

We took the opportunity
to make a career change.

But to work in a daycare,

you have to go back to school,
get a diploma...

That must've been tough.

It really was. It still is sometimes.

What is Cindy doing now?

I have to get back to work.

I wish you every success.

St�phanie.

Vickie deserves real justice.

And with Anderson's
assassination attempt,

time is running out.

Tell Cindy to call me.
She has nothing to worry about.

Wait for me here.

St�phanie.

What did you say to her?

You'll find out soon enough,
if it works.

Could you be more vague?

No.

I know you poisoned Anderson.

You're cute.

Do you know what I know about you?

-Nothing.
-Is that so?

You visited
your little darling at the hospital.

Someone's going to turn you in.

It's OK, Mr. Mondello.

It happens to everyone.

What does?

To get lost in the halls
of the university.

It does, don't worry.

Stella Launiere. Nice to meet you.

Hello.

-I'm Armand Coupal.
-Sir.

I swear, I went to the police
to tell them.

Tell them what?

That I had painted the door

of a white car in red.

Do you remember

who you did that for, Mr. Mondello?

For the big Black guy
I'd seen in the paper.

-Him?
-Yes, him.

Big guys like that
are hard to forget.

I didn't want the cops
to think I was an accomplice

in that case.

Don't you have a surprise for us,
Mr. Mondello?

Yes. Hold on.

I may seem a bit confused,

but I'm organized.

I kept polaroids of all my jobs.

Nice job.

Thank you.

You said you did this in 2010.

Do you remember when exactly?

Late summer or early fall,

I can't remember.

On your statement,

which we have here,
you said it was in the fall.

Must've been then.

Thank you very much, Mr. Mondello.

You can't even see the license plate.

It's a polaroid.

Not exactly cutting-edge technology.

Most importantly, Mr. Mondello

is very confused.

I wouldn't put him on the stand.

We'd get crushed.

The dates don't match.

Anderson told me he painted
the door himself in the summer.

What's with the red door?

At first, I thought

that maybe it was a gang code,

but he said it was just for looks.

Yes, we don't care.

The important thing is that
Anderson and Mondello

claim to have painted
a red door on a white car.

Who's telling the truth?

I want to know everything
there is to know about it, OK?

Tell me who poisoned Anderson,

and I'll get you a deal

with your parole officer.

Who says I know anything?

Strike thinks

you have to know something.

What's wrong with you?

Hey, move along!

I said, move along!

All you want

is for Anderson to come back
so you can fuck him.

Drop it.

That's not good for anyone.

You're facing

one of the worst realities
of being a criminal lawyer.

A reality that
no textbook talks about,

but it is there nonetheless,

especially in cases

like Anderson Jean-Louis'.

Listen carefully.

Purpose is more important

than justice.

Purpose is more important
than justice.

Absolutely.

And it's our greatest enemy

when defending
the wrongfully convicted.

Because justice has been done.

And even if justice
has been wrongly done,

the purpose is sufficiently plausible

for the system and everyone involved

to be satisfied with it and keep it.

Do you understand?

That's what you're up against

when someone
doesn't want to talk to you,

or you're being kept in the dark,

or when you feel

that everything is closing in on you.

Here, at the Innocence Project,

we're here to tell everyone

that justice is more important

than any satisfactory end.

I should've recorded you.

Yeah, well.

I'm not bad when I want to.

OK.

I have to go.
Do you all have a bone to pick?

-Yes.
-Great.

There was a flyer
on the dashboard of the car.

I'll try to enlarge the picture

to see what's on it.

I'd like to meet the owner

of the Montreal-Nord
convenience store.

We need to take a closer look at it.

-I'm in.
-I'll look into Backpage.

What's that?

The classified ads website
where Vickie used to post her ads.

It's been shut down, but
there might still be traces of it.

As they say,
on the Internet one day...

...on the Internet always.

For sure!

Tell me you're kidding.

No, post-mortem analyses

revealed two DNA profiles

in Vickie Tremblay's vaginal cavity.

And what happened
to the second DNA profile?

Jonathan got rid of it.

We'll never know who it belonged to.

Damn it!

Why didn't you report him?

Because his daughter
worked the streets for two years.

Drugs, detox, anorexia,
the whole thing.

Our relationship didn't survive.

What do you want me to say?

I felt stuck, damn it.

I wasn't with him
during the Anderson case.

It's not my fault he went to jail.

Jonathan told me all about it

ten years after the facts, in 2022.

Why did he tell you?

The day we were going
to go to the notary's office

to sign the deed for the house

we'd bought, he panicked.

Suddenly, he could no longer
hold any secrets from me.

Our relationship exploded, and yes,

I pushed the Anderson case
onto the Innocence Project.

OK.

That's when you decided

to ask your former colleague

to run the Innocence Project,
thinking:

"The old fart's going to be so proud.

"He'll have a knife between his teeth
and fix it all."

No, I told you
because you were the best,

you're my friend and I trust you.

Stop, you're making it
worse for yourself.

When your stupid lover felt like

pouring his heart out to you,

you didn't try to encourage him

to confess his mistake to his boss?

What do you think?

If he'd done it,
all of his past analyses

would've been called into question.

What would it have led to?

The possible release
of dozens of real culprits.

Why are you telling me now?

You trust me now?
What a wonderful gift.

No, I'm telling you

because it's too much to bear,
Armand.

And yes, I do feel guilty.

And I thought
you might have a solution.

Now you want a solution?

How can you be sure that Jonathan,

the vigilante,
only did this once in his life?

I trust him.

You still defend him?

What would you have done

if Genevieve, your wife,

the perfect Genevieve,
the distinguished surgeon,

had admitted to you
that she'd left a scalpel

in a patient's stomach?

Leave my wife out of this.
It's completely unrelated,

and you know it very well.

Listen to me,

you need to buy

a good pair of glasses.

You're not seeing things clearly!

Stop this right now.

And spare me your shitty paternalism.

I may be an old fart
from another era,

but if you'd had
a little bit of judgment,

we wouldn't be fighting
against a system

that got its aim
and is going to hang on to it

like a dog hangs on
to a mailman's ass.

And Anderson Jean-Louis

would already have had
his new trial.

Talking when you had to talk,
that was your solution.

You didn't need me to find it.

I found out ten years later!

-Listen to me, Armand.
-No, you listen to me!

Let's stop right here.
I need to go think.

I'm not sure I want
to come back tomorrow morning.

I might resign, Gabrielle.

Mr. Coupal, my respects.

I need information.

I need some air.
Shall we grab a drink?

I can't, sorry.

I'm helping out at the fishing club.

-Today and tomorrow.
-Fuck.

I'm walking on eggshells
with my source anyway

since she found out
my questions are connected

to the Innocence Project.

Camille,
this isn't your first minefield.

I'll see what I can do. Shoot.

Why didn't your investigators

look into the lead of the guy
who painted the door

of a white Mercedes
in red in the fall of 2010?

How should I know?

I don't think it's that difficult,
ask them!

Watch your tone, Mr. Coupal.

-I'm not your valet.
-OK, look.

Bad day, OK?

I'm saving my bows for later.
All right? Bye.

Are we going to disregard

what he says because he's too old?

We just can't know for sure.

For example, with...

Bruno?

Is everything OK?

I've come for an update.

OK.

Do we know anything
about the poisoning?

Did the Latinos do it?

We're not sure yet.

The penitentiary
is still investigating it.

Poor Anderson. It's like things
are getting worse for him.

Don't worry.

We have some good leads.
We're making progress.

Do you have the address of the guy
who gave you

the surveillance video?

He lives above the store now.

-His son took over.
-Great, thank you.

When did Anderson
paint his car door red?

Do you know?

Was it in the summer
or in the fall of 2010?

I couldn't tell you.

I didn't see him that much.

If you need anything else,
don't hesitate.

Great. Thank you.

Actually...

We're trying to find out

more about Vickie Tremblay.

She was your student, right?

No, but I'd see her around at school.

I had a good rapport with her.

Fucking bitch!

Fuck you!

What would you like to know?

Anything, really.

Any detail that might help.

I'm on your heels, Professor.

The student won't overtake
the master just yet.

I don't think so.

I hear one of your students

thinks he's a big-time drug dealer.

I'd like to teach him a lesson

to show him who controls
the dope in Saint-Michel.

I won't snitch
on one of my students, OK?

-Come on.
-We have a deal.

We play chess from time to time,
I like you,

but I don't get involved
in your stuff. OK?

What's your number?

Come on, how much?

If you're willing to pay me properly,

I know something
that will interest you.

I like that.

I'll call you

if I can think of anything.

Great, thank you.

All right, shoot.

Vickie Tremblay.

She dances on the South Shore.

Does she give you a cut?

Checkmate.

I'm going to see a guy
in the Digital Arts Department.

I need some better gear

to enlarge the picture.

That small picture?

Yeah, it is pretty small.

Yeah.

OK.

Hold on.

Hello?

-B�n�dicte Lebon?
-Speaking.

St�phanie Poirier told me about you.

-Cindy, right?
-Right.

-What's your last name?
-Don't worry about that.

I'll just tell you what I know.

No recording, no notes, nothing.

In exchange, keep the promise

your friend made to St�ph.

-The promise?
-Yes, the promise.

Yes.

Tell me where to meet you.

Hi.

-Camille.
-Hi.

Check this out,
it used to be my father's.

That's in good shape! Thank you.

Are you happy volunteering?

I only volunteer here these days.

I dropped out of the soup kitchen.

No, I meant volunteering

for the Innocence Project.

Put things in perspective, Max.

Yes.

I help a few lawyers in training.

And I'm just asking questions

they can answer
without casting my line

too far.

I see you coming.

Come here.

Tell me...

The guy who painted the door red

on Anderson's car
in the fall of 2010...

Yes?

Did you follow that up?

Yes.

-You did?
-Yes.

I can't remember his name, but...

Yeah, we talked to him.
But let me tell you,

he wasn't reliable
as a potential witness.

How so?

His company was registered,

but as soon as we mentioned invoiced,

I thought he was going to faint.

The prosecutor didn't follow up.

He was defrauding the government

by under declaring his income, so...

A fraudster in front of a judge
has zero credibility.

Exactly, and anyway,

it's not the car
we needed to identify.

His testimony
was of little use to the prosecutor.

I can see why you dropped the lead.

Listen, Camille. If your lawyers

send you fishing
for silly things like that,

they don't deserve to pass the Bar.

-I'll pass on the message.
-You do that.

Doris!

He's sleeping.

It's been too long, sweetie.

Yes. Every time I come,

I hope I'll run into you.

How did it go? How does he look?

We've been going over the case

and taking notes

for the past two hours.

I'm still working, but he isn't.

I'm exhausted.

You went back to work?

I thought my father
was your last judge.

So did I, but...

I quickly realized

that I couldn't just sit back
and do nothing.

I kept replaying his stroke
in the middle of the Barkley trial

over and over in my mind.

Who do you work for?

-Judge Lorrain.
-Is he nice?

No one is as nice as your father,

but he's OK.

Have you ever heard the name Lauzon?

My father said it last week

when a stranger posing as Turgeon
went to see him.

My father is confused,
but you know his professional life.

Ever heard of him?

Never.

Text me his picture,
in case it comes back to me.

Perfect. You're really sweet.

He may be confused,

but your dad will never forget you.

It was nice seeing you. Bye.

Let's keep it simple.

I was scared back then.

But now...

12, 13 years later,

I think we need to give Vickie
her dignity back.

I agree with St�ph.

The Papa Ga�ons killed her...

because she worked on the side.

Anderson had nothing to do with it.

Vickie was a hothead.

She was playing with fire.

All secrets have a price.

Vick, are you blackmailing someone?

I'm going to the bathroom.

I'm staying out of it.

Are you nuts?

You can't harass a customer.

That's basic.

Discretion is rule number one.

I know we never reveal
the identity of our customers.

-Do you think I'm stupid?
-No.

Nobody knows the rules
better than I do.

OK.

OK.

Do you think she was really
blackmailing a customer?

We'll never know.

One thing's for sure,

she had
some really twisted customers.

That also means
potentially dangerous.

But I do think it was
the Ga�ons who killed her.

Is there anything else?

No.

We changed the subject.

We laughed, as we always did.

Then we all went home.

She died three days later.

I promised St�phanie

that you'd join her daycare committee

if she helped us meet Cindy.

That was bold.

I had to promise her something big

to get what we wanted.

A lawyer on a committee
is a good thing.

I'm not a lawyer yet.

Who cares?

You met Cindy. It worked.

-That's what counts.
-Yes.

And I think you're going
to pass your Bar next year.

I'm not sure.

But I think so.

Do you mind if I record it?

-It's fine.
-OK.

We're not supposed to do this, but...

I have ADHD,

and I'm dyslexic, so writing

isn't my forte.

Officer R�mi Tessier.

November 24, 2010.

Meeting with Mrs. Nadine Antonin.

Mrs. Antonin, I'd like to go over

the events of the night
of November 10th of last year

when Vickie Tremblay was murdered.

Do you remember at what time

your son Anderson came home?

OK.

Thanks for coming.

Damn it, Coupal.

Couldn't it wait until tomorrow?

No, of course not.

I must obey right away,

as soon as you whistle

to get your daily report.

Good evening, Camille.

I should never had agreed to this.

Calm down and get to the point.

You're going to pop a vein.

I cannot go question my source

as soon as you have a hunch
about some weirdo

painting car doors.

Forget your pride.

We can chat a little, can't we?

The investigators did a good job.

And thanks to you,
I looked like an idiot.

If you looked like an idiot,

maybe it's
because you operate like an idiot.

Don't put this on me.

You know what, Coupal?

Screw you.

Screw you!

-Fuck you.
-Yeah, right.

Do you remember at what time

your son Anderson came home?

I don't know what time he got home.

It must've been late.

I went to bed at 11 p.m.,

and he wasn't home yet.

Did you wake up during the night?

No. I was very tired.

But when I got up at 7 a.m.
the next morning,

he was home.

-Did you talk to him?
-No.

He was fast asleep.

No.

I don't know what time he got home.

It must've been late.

I went to bed at 11 p.m.,

and he wasn't home yet.

This isn't a great time

to ask me if I'm resigning.

Have you heard about Anderson?

What is it? Is he OK?

He's fine.

However,

M�lanie Desbiens,

the prison officer
who worked in Anderson's wing...

was killed last night.

Fuck.

By whom?

We don't know.

That means extra precautions

for the Innocence Project.

I talked to your team. No field work

until I give them the green light.

They're not happy,
but we don't have a choice right now.

Hold on.

I'm the lead
on the Innocence Project.

But I'm still in charge of the safety

and physical integrity
of my students.

At least, no one

can accuse me
of lacking judgment on that.

Don't look at me like that.
I didn't kill her.

If she hadn't liked you,

she'd still be here.

The Latinos' goal

is to eliminate the Papa Ga�ons

and all those
who try to protect them.

I managed to get a copy
of Anderson's file,

and I went back over our notes.

We did everything right
about that car door thing.

What was that guy's name again?

Mondello, right?

Yes. He wasn't reliable.
He didn't have an invoice.

Mrs. Lebouf agreed with us.

She decided

not to have him testify.

What the problem then, Sylvie?

I told you, we did everything right

in this case.

Breathe, OK? You're stressing me out.

I don't want any detail to compromise

our candidacy for Internal Affairs.

You can't blame me for that.

But if we want to move forward, Max,

we need to think differently.

Look at Bernard Brown,
who surprised everyone

by going
to the Innocence Project fundraiser.

Makes you think.

We're in a new era.
We have to be perfect.

There's no way I'm missing the train.

I want to finish my career on top.

I really admire you.

Fucking bitches!

My condolences, Anderson.

I understand you were...

pretty close with M�lanie.

Yeah, you...

you could say that.

I'm glad to see you.

I apologize for my attitude
yesterday.

I really wasn't feeling well.

Forget it.

We've seen worse.

I thought about it and...

I know my turn's coming.

The Latinos will try again

as soon as I'm
out of protective custody.

This is messed up.

Do you have something to write with?

Yes.

So...

Do what you want.

I don't give a fuck.

Go back to the classroom.
Not a word about what just happened.

I don't want you to get
in trouble with the dean.

No,
I want to go to the field with you.

-Go back to the classroom.
-I won't say anything.

Go back.

Go.

Did you get it enlarged?

So?

It looks like Anderson was already
buying his Christmas presents.

A flyer from the Christmas store?

Hello?

-Hello, Mrs. Antonin.
-Mr. Coupal.

How was your visit

at the hospital?

It's a first step.

OK.

I re-listened to your meeting

with R�mi Tessier,

the police officer, in 2010.

I'd like to talk to you about it.

-Go ahead.
-The funny thing is,

when you said you didn't hear
Anderson come home

that night,

I sensed that
you were hiding something.

Am I wrong?

You can trust me.

Why would I trust you?

I'm trying to prove that your son,

who was almost killed, is innocent.

You, too, are judging me
for not defending him.

Not at all, really.

I trusted too many people,
and it got me nowhere.

I've exhausted my ability
to trust others, Mr. Coupal.

That's something you can't get back
once you lose it.

It's too precious.

"Sorry, I'm not resigning.

"I trust you, too.

"Your old fart."

You saw Vickie dance?

With my own eyes.

OK.

For payment, you have two choices.

Either I pay you in cash,

or I pay you with one of my girls.

You go to the strip club because
you're not well served at home.

Have a good night.

And don't forget: no field work

until the dean says so.

I want the scholarship.
I'm not crazy.

Thank you. You, too.

What are you watching, B�n�dicte?

An action movie.

Oscar-worthy.

You were able to get the recordings

from the store owner?

-I did.
-What are you looking for?

Any detail

connected to Anderson,

since he says he was in Montreal-Nord
on the night of the murder.

Yeah. Good luck with that.

I know. There's absolutely nothing.

See you later.

Good night.

Stubborn like a Launiere.

I've always been told
I'm my father's daughter.

So pigheaded.

What's the score?

20.

-Raynald Mathieu?
-Yes.

Armand Coupal, lawyer
for your friend, Anderson Jean-Louis.

Stella Launiere,
from the Innocence Project.

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Thanks to Alexis,

I was able to surf the dark web.

I found Vickie's ad

on Backpage.

It's from July of 2010.

Micha�l Francart
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