Happily Married (C’est comme ça que je t’aime)

I met Huguette on August 6, 1960,

at Jacques Boutet's wedding.

I remember talking to her

and thinking that I already knew her

even though I didn't know her,

and that she already knew me,

even though she didn't know me.

Get down on the ground, please.

Please!

That's his son's jacket.

Isn't that a ladies' jacket?

My son is feminine. Do you have a problem with that?

It's the rain jacket I lent his son!

His son is at camp with my son and daughter!

- Oh, my God! - We have to call the camp.

- Does someone have the number? - It's in the book at home.

Okay, gang!

I'll say it one last time: We're police officers.

Please get down on the ground.

- We don't believe you. - Why not?

- I sucked you off. - You sucked them off?

I thought we had fun.

This is so unfair.

We had fun, too. That wasn't a lie.

- Robert. - What?

- So his name's Robert. - Can we say we had fun for real?

Everyone on the ground!

Can you discover who you really are

while being someone else?

Guys!

Look:

Our kids are in danger.

If we're capable of stealing and killing for fun,

do you realize what we'd do to save our kids?

Now, we're going to leave,

and you won't do anything because you're not police officers.

Come on. Let's go!

You stay here, Bertrand. You have nothing to do with this.

We're police officers!

I've worked here before.

I was the announcer for bantam hockey!

There's a secret exit at the back!

Hey! I sucked you off, goddammit!

Fucking shitty men!

I know I've strayed recently,

but political lesbianism is the only way!

I may join your gang.

You're more than welcome, Micheline!

I know we've had

a confrontational dynamic up until now,

but I'd be happy...

for us to get closer.

Why the hell aren't you shooting?

My secret exit is locked.

Change of plan.

We split up, okay?

- What are you doing? - We can't do this.

Their kids are in danger.

Huh?

Thank you.

What is this, the Ice Capades?

Okay, get out of here.

You won't find us anyway.

It'd be like searching for a needle in-

Guys, we're begging you.

Please let us save our kids.

You can arrest us after, if you want.

We can surrender tomorrow or the day after.

Not to mention that Micheline sucked you off!

I don't think that's something that she does all that often.

Coco! Puff! I don't believe you.

I know we had fun.

I saw it in your eyes that you had fun.

You have no right to do this to me.

I won't take it.

I only came to attend the ceremony.

Congratulations on receiving the Greatest Citizen of Ste-Foy award.

Disarm them, Mario! I agree to your request.

I'll hold your penis. Serge will, too.

I'm not holding anyone's penis.

Father.

Let me talk to my colleague.

But this isn't over.

It wasn't a lie, Micheline.

Gaétan!

I want to apologize.

I take my threat back.

The parish newsletter has already gone to print.

The big news...

is that we've doubled the jackpot for bingo on Thursday.

There's no other news.

I'm sorry, everyone!

She's got the eye of the tiger back!

Hello!

Don't pretend that you don't know her.

Huguette Delisle.

The one, the only.

The terror of Ste-Foy.

Were the Cousineau brothers friends of yours?

And René, too.

Did you know René?

Oh! Sorry, Huguette.

That's a bad example.

Shit! It's busy!

This is the camp's address.

Martin Delisle, François and Isabelle Paquette.

Find them and don't let them out of your sight.

We'll meet you there. Here!

It's like we're in Bullitt with Steve McQueen!

Mario, our children's lives are in your hands. Shoot, shoot to kill!

We'll still say a few rosaries on the way!

Shoot to kill!

- Shoot to kill. - Yes!

Let's go.

- Hello? - Yes, hello?

Is everything okay at the camp?

Has there been an incident?

No. No incident. Why?

Are François and Isabelle Paquette all right?

And Martin Delisle? A little boy who cries all the time?

Yes, everyone's fine.

They're all right!

François is really proud of his feathers.

Isabelle is pretty much the best kayaker.

And has Martin stopped crying?

Oh, yes. He stopped crying a long time ago.

They're all right.

He's gained so much confidence.

He has gotten the highest in rock climbing.

The highest in climbing? I don't believe it!

Wait.

Oh! Sorry. Here.

Can you tell them that we love them?

And that we'll be better parents from now on.

We've gone through some things that have changed us.

Yes, hello!

I just wanted to say that we're coming to get them.

We don't want to wait until the end of camp.

But it always ends on the Saturday morning.

Yes, I know, but we're coming for them right now.

It's too long to explain.

You can't come get them now.

Your children aren't at camp!

What do you mean, our children aren't at camp?

They've been on a canoe trip for a few days.

A canoe trip?

Camp always ends with a big canoe trip.

Yes, but there must be a way to reach them?

- No. - Well, where are they?

I couldn't tell you.

The exact route is up to the counsellors.

So, what you're saying is, you don't know where our kids are.

Great, thanks!

There's a note in here.

Read it, for Christ's sake!

"He's crying a lot."

"304 Riverside Road, St-Jean-Port-Joli."

Isn't the Kingpin

hiding out at Biscuit Morency's cabin

St-Jean-Port-Joli?

That's right by the camp.

It was just a warning.

We don't have your son.

Biscuit knows someone who does laundry at the camp.

That's who gave us the freaking raincoat.

It was just a strategy to get you to come.

Huguette, I think you've gone too far.

- You two, cut him loose. - What?

Untie him, please.

I'm the boss. I decide.

That's an order.

Go back to St-Jean-Port-Joli.

Tell them what happened to you.

And tell them we're coming.

Can I have my finger back?

No.

I never thought I'd say this, but I miss Stalin and Marie-Josée.

I agree. That was intense.

No one touches Martin!

They were bluffing!

Martin is fine. He's on a canoe trip.

He's a climbing champion.

What do I do with this?

Do what you want.

Lucien, I want you to get your entire arsenal.

We're going to need your whole collection.

Yes, boss.

We're taking back control.

Should we go in two cars?

I need to do a line of coke.

Huguette, sweetheart,

I think you missed some stuff.

It's over.

We're going back to our old lives.

The bubble has burst.

We're going to St-Jean-Port-Joli to surrender.

We're giving them everything:

the loot, the guns, even the key to the city.

It's over.

We have a secret stash.