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

This series owes its existence to the invaluable contribution

of the book by Gilles Tétreault-Boivin

Les Caïds de Ste-Foy: Chronologie d'une tragédie amoureuse

from Éditions Faits Vécus publishing.

Hello? It's Claude!

Anybody home?

Hello?

How could four normal people, good people, good citizens...

Marcel Sévigny, retired journalist Le Soleil

How could four people

named Huguette, Gaétan, Serge and Micheline

come to that point so quickly?

I still can't really explain it 40 years later.

We're talking about the worst criminals

in the history of organized crime in Quebec City.

That's not nothing.

We were kids.

We couldn't know how miserable our parents were.

We always say it's dangerous to leave kids unsupervised.

But leaving parents unsupervised can be dangerous too.

Are you going to be the same when we come back?

What do you mean?

Can a person change a lot in three weeks?

You're the ones who are going to change.

You're going to have adventures that will transform you.

What about you?

We're older.

And when you're older, you change... less.

So it's like you're frozen in time?

Yeah, that's right.

Which pocket is it in?

Which pocket...

- Jesus! You're crying, too? - When he cries, it makes me cry!

Don't cry, Martin! It'll be fun! My fondest memories are from camp.

Everyone will see I've been crying.

It's raining. Everyone's wet. No one will notice.

- What pocket is your raincoat in? - I don't think we brought it.

- What? Where'd you put it? - I rolled it up in the brown bag.

Dad didn't want to bring it!

We said we weren't bringing the brown bag!

He says it's a purse!

I said we'd fit everything in the backpack.

- It's a leather bag. - Forget it. I didn't bring it.

Then forget about the raincoat. It was inside.

- I can't go to camp, then! - You're going and that's final!

- What's wrong with a leather bag? - It's your purse, for Christ's sake!

He's not going to camp with your purse!

He says it's a purse!

- It's a leather bag! - It's a purse!

There's a makeup mirror in it.

Will he be putting makeup on before his freaking canoe trip?

- We're having a logistics issue. - Huguette forgot Martin's raincoat.

Come here.

Put this on. Just roll up the sleeves, okay?

Did you drive through Saint-Jean-Port-Joli?

Serge wants to know how you got here before us.

We stopped by the river for a while. That's all.

I'll go get in line.

But we're going back outside to get to our tents.

You can put it back on then. You never wear a raincoat for long.

Should we give it back to Micheline?

The forecast is good for the rest of the time.

No!

Here, let's flip the collar inside.

It looks nicer this way!

- Much better! You happy? - No.

My name is Micheline Paquette. I'm 37 years old.

I'm married, I'm a mother,

and I give lectures at Laval University, currently off for the summer.

Right now, I'm in total control. I look serene.

Don't I look serene? Good. That's the goal.

- I'm with Simon! We're the Beavers! - Good for you!

François, I love you.

- You know that, right? - You seem worried.

I'm not worried! I'm happy!

A beaver! Canada's national animal. Isn't that nice?

Isabelle is in the Foxes.

Who'd win in a fight between a beaver and a fox?

The beaver, for sure! They can saw through tree trunks!

- But foxes are cunning. - Beavers are smart, too.

Not as smart as foxes.

My name is Serge Paquette.

I'm 44 years old, married, father of two.

I'm a sales manager at a big department store.

When my wife speaks to me, I don't understand what she means.

It didn't used to be that way. But now it is.

How's it going?

I'd rather you didn't tear the collar off my jacket,

if that's what you're asking.

No, that's not what I was going to ask.

I was just wondering if your son could keep an eye on Martin

while they're here.

I already asked him to. Isabelle, too.

Great. Thanks.

- How are you doing? - Good.

Serge invited us over for my birthday tomorrow.

- Okay! - Yeah.

Oh, Isa!

My name is Gaétan Delisle. I'm 43 years old.

I'm married with one kid and another on the way.

As a political consultant, I was thrilled to help reelect

the Right Honorable Robert Bourassa last October.

I'm a master at the art of deception.

Micheline asked how I was and I said "Good."

It wasn't true and I didn't even notice myself.

He's making a big effort, you know.

Yeah, he was doing well. But what's the problem now?

He found out he's in the Weasels and he thinks you won't be happy.

- Why wouldn't I be happy? - Because he says weasels are girls.

Of course weasels can be boys! How else would they make love?

Go tell him that.

My name is Huguette Delisle. I'm 34 years old.

I'm married. I'm a housewife.

I have one child and I'm six months pregnant.

I'm super nice. I don't look like much.

That might seem like a weakness but I'm convinced it's a strength.

If I were ever involved in a tragedy, people would say,

"Huh. We never would've expected that from her."

I don't know why you invited them over.

We usually combine your birthdays in early August.

I'm nervous, we're going to be alone for three weeks

and you said this would be a "decisive" period.

I want to have people over to delay the start of that period.

It'll be fun!

The pool's at 78 degrees and my brandied cherries are ready.

I just want to get drunk.

This is nice.

It feels like anything's possible.

Are you serious?

Yes! Why would I say it if I wasn't serious?

Sorry! I was just wondering if you were joking.

The horizon is beautiful.

It's... infinite.

- Can't I ponder the infinite? - Sure you can.

It'll be nice to be together, just the two of us.

Yeah.

Martin is amazing, but he takes up a lot of space.

Please stop talking about Martin, okay?

You always criticize him and it really bugs me.

I just said he's amazing. You're not pondering the infinite anymore, huh?

- I'm sorry. - It's all right.

Hey, you want to go for a swim?

Let's get these three weeks off to a wild start!

Let's swim!

And we're all alone!

You think it'll be too cold for the baby?

Maybe it'd be better if you didn't swim.

Go on. I'll stay here.

You'll watch my stuff?

It's cold! You did the right thing. You wouldn't like it.

It's so cold it hurts!

I can't touch already. This reminds me of when I was a kid.

Did you ever go to Wolfe's Cove?

It's too bad they closed it, but it was full of sh...

Dammit!

My calf! Huguette!

Shit! I think I've got a cramp in both calves!

Can you get a cramp in both calves?

Come back in then, you idiot!

Huguette! Go get some...

Go get...

Huguette! Come out! Help me!

- Did you buy this? - Yeah. I hid it away from the kids.

What's great is that it's laid out like a recipe book.

They've sold countless copies.

- Is it for me? - Yeah. And for me.

I could leave it in my sock drawer, but there's stuff in here that could help us.

I could come home for lunch, if you want.

No, I'm spending the day with Huguette.

We're going shopping for the party.

Here's a good one: doggy style.

"This term refers to any position

"in which the man takes the woman from behind."

They have terms for everything.

And it's really well explained.

It's a recipe book for the art of love.

If it's an art, there can't be recipes. That's a contradiction.

Intimacy isn't about learning tricks.

Being with someone else is a personal experience.

It's a journey inside yourself and inside the other person.

Well, we have three weeks to journey inside each other.

The countdown has begun, so good luck.

I'm sorry again.

Stop. It's no big deal.

- I don't know what happened. - You froze. It's totally normal.

This is nothing against Martin, but I'm enjoying this morning.

It's quiet. There's no Bugs Bunny or anything.

I don't want you to think I would've been happy if you'd died.

- I don't think that. - I wouldn't have been happy.

Thanks.

So, how about that magazine? Woman at Home?

- Homemakers? - Yeah. You like the subscription?

- Oh yeah. Thanks. - Carole said it's good.

It's not just about cooking. There's a little politics, not too much.

Arts and culture...

- That's true. - It's for the modern woman.

You weren't in there?

We just had a meeting.

I didn't know. My secretary Carole didn't either.

Just let him know, okay? Please.