"There you go, Dufour." "Donuts?" "Don't you want one?" "They're loaded with sugar." "I asked for mangoes." "There's no sugar in mangoes?" "At least mangoes are summer food, not winter food." "Mangoes..." "Cripes..." "Mexico..." "Acapulco... with no beaches." "The Republic." "The Republic?" "Dominican." "Where Rita goes with her girlfriends." "With her girlfriends?" "Come on..." "Never mind." "Forget it." "What's up?" "Rosaire's barricaded himself in." "So?" "Johnson's on a murder." " So we gotta go?" " You got it." "Rosaire can wait." "What if he kills himself?" "He wouldn't." "He's just pissing us off." "Hold this." "Here we go!" "That the place?" "Are you sure?" "Don't worry, I'll be fine." "Cripes!" "Look out, Dufour!" "You owe me one, buddy." "Seen anything like it?" "Looks like he was a hypoxyphiliac." "A what?" "Explain to our friends." "He gets off while choking himself." "There's no epoxy around." ""Hypoxy" not "epoxy." Lack of oxygen." "An orgasm sure to take your breath away." "Would you say it's a suicide?" " Yes." " Definitely." "No, I'm not sure." "Get me some rope." " Rope?" " Yes, rope." "Rosaire!" "Open up. lt's me, Mayrand." "Open up or I'm busting in!" "Rosaire..." "Come here, you!" "Too much air!" "What are you doing, Rosaire..." "Wish you'd move into a basement apartment." "Take this off..." "Give me your tie, please." " My tie?" " Yes, your tie." "Well..." "Could you tie it, please?" "Thanks." "He must have bent his knees, then passed his hands behind." "...to tie his wrists to the stick with the other rope." "Why's the bra on the stick?" "For a turn on?" "Then he laid down" " on his bed..." " Careful." "...on his back." "By stretching his legs, he put pressure on the stick, which pulled... the tie... lt suffocated him." "Okay... I'll talk to the forensic expert, while you think about it." "He could've bent his knees to turn." "The stick was against the wall and got stuck there." "So that's out." "I'm missing just one detail." "Parent..." "Would you... lf it isn't suffocation, I don't know what it is." "No other possibility?" "Not offhand." "We'll take him to the lab, as is." "As is?" "Don't untie him." "Keep him in the same position." "In the same position?" "Makes a great sculpture..." "Sure..." "Between you and me, I'd say about 12 hours." "What?" "Time of death about 10 p.m. yesterday, judging from the body." "I'm rarely wrong." "Check the traces on the bra while you're at it." "Just in case..." "Don't bend the body, okay?" "I want it to be intact." "Couldn't he masturbate like a normal person?" "Note, I said "like a normal person."" "After all this time, there's still cases that shock you?" "I just find it a bit weird." "Yeah, weird." "You said you weren't sure it was a suicide." "Why didn't you tell CAP?" "It wasn't suicide." "He just screwed up." "He wanted to get off." "An accident, then?" "You think he was murdered?" "You didn't notice anything?" "I noticed plenty of things." "A bit too many things, but nothing that points me to a murder." "The tie around his neck." "What about the tie?" "He didn't tie it himself." "The knot is backwards." "Try to find out what's going on with Rosaire." "Without news from the morgue, you can't really help me." "...I can only hamper you?" "You told Parent about a death in my family?" "I said no such thing!" "He's imagining things." "Well, well..." "Could you answer just one question?" "Will it always be a tug-of-war between us?" "Seems to be our karma." "When you came back, you set your terms." "I gave in to your whims." "Liar!" " What do you mean?" " You're sly." "I can't confront you without divulging my past." "But I won't tell you." "You'll have no answers from me, unless you talk to me honestly for a change." "You're teaching me about honesty?" "Do you discuss me with Lefebvre?" "About what?" "What would I have to discuss?" "I'll take care of Rosaire." "All right, Rosaire." "You've barricaded yourself in your apartment three times lately." "You're wasting your time." "A few weeks at the hospital, usually does you good." "Want us to get a court order to get you in detox?" "You know how to talk?" "You're not nice." "I'm not nice." "What else?" "Claude, please..." "Here." "We have better things to do." "Why'd he throw stuff out the window?" "Because he's nuts." "An addict, a hypomaniac, sure." "But this is new." "It's always the same thing." "He smokes crack and freaks out." "Admit it." "Get it over with." "There was magic in my house." "Magic..." "What have you got?" "Norbert Mailloux, age 43." "An accountant in a tie manufacturing company." " Ties, of course..." " Ties, hey..." "He had plenty of them on hand." "Single, no kids..." "Medical record..." "He was treated for a herniated disk." "Not surprising." "The way he rigged himself to make himself come, no wonder he had backaches." "Family?" "Nothing unusual there." "Old folks." "No one nearby." "An only child." "Fortier told you he didn't tie the tie himself?" "Yeah... I always do that, don't you?" " Do what?" " Tie it on a hanger." "Then the knot looks backwards." "Your tie's all right." "Because I put it on forwards." " Why didn't he fix it?" " He wasn't going to church," "He was going to make himself come." "Why bother?" "Yeah, but..." "Makes sense." "Let's tell Johnson." "Yeah." "Magic in your house." "I'll bite, but tell us more so we can follow you." "Magic is magic..." "Magic got into your furniture, right?" "Yeah, into everything." "into everything?" "into my stuff, in my apartment." "Where does it come from?" "I'd have to be a magician to know." "Will you stop taking us for idiots?" "Tell me what you're up to or I'm going to Johnson and you can sort it out with him." "I'm trying to understand." "You can't." "He's a nut." "Fine, but his behaviour has changed." "He tossed his furniture." "So?" "In the same area as the hypoxyphiliac." "Rosaire's different." "He's a regular." "I'm not forcing you to work with me." "Lighten up. I'm doing my job." "I want to know why Rosaire changed his modus operandi." "I got that." "I bet you he won't talk." "Well, I... I'll bet you $1 ,000, Mayrand..." "He's all yours." "He gets on my nerves." "Fine..." " lt's hot." " The air conditioning..." "Savaria!" "Tell Rosaire that next time, we'll let him jump." "Ever have a microwave fall on your head?" "You feel it." " A microwave?" " He was emptying his apartment." "He's due for a few weeks inside." "Something must've happened." "SAS." "Savaria..." "Client's waiting." "CAP on the line." "suspicious DEATH, M AGE 35-40" "Where is it?" "Corner of Foster and Hopkins." "Same area as the tie guy." "We'll take it." " Mayrand!" " Got it." "The guys are on it." "Magicians?" "Yeah, magicians." "White magicians?" "What kind of magic?" "White?" "Black?" "Yeah..." "Rosaire..." "White magic, black magic?" "Black." " Black?" " Yes, black." "Evil spells?" "What?" "Curses..." "Like witches." "Yeah... I want to believe you, but you have to tell me... what magicians we're dealing with." "They'll kill me." "They won't." "We're protecting you here." "Protecting me from magicians?" "Yeah, right." "Here's a secret." "Don't tell anyone." "I'm a witch-hunter, okay?" "It says what?" "Yeah, hold on a minute." "Give me a pen." "Hold on..." "Yeah..." "Slow down." "I don't understand a word." "Spell it out." "Any witnesses?" "Well..." "Take a look around." "If you find anything, call me." "Right." "The usual." "Another one." "Looks like it, anyhow." "Two suicides in the same area within 24 hours." "The first one wasn't a suicide." "The tie..." "Dufour doesn't agree with your theory." "We'll see." "Anything unusual about this one?" "He wrote on the wall with his blood." " He had time to write?" " ln Spanish." " What?" " l wrote it down..." "What does it mean?" "Death inside your mouth." " You speak Spanish?" " l took it for 3 years." "When?" "Before university." "Hold on..." "That was awhile ago." "You must've been 1 7 or 18... which takes us back to 'round about '84 or '85?" "1980, 1981 ." "Why?" "No reason." "You haven't lost it." "You're good." "I'm good at languages." "This magic stuff... gives me the creeps." "Kid, we're used to wacky stories." "Let's not get wackier than the wackos." "Another body." "Same neighborhood." "If I lived around there, I'd be tempted too." "Rosaire would agree with you." "Just calm down..." "What are you doing there?" "You're too young for this." "I told you." "Don't look at me like that." "You're scaring me." "You've seen the police, now go home like a good little boy." "No?" "I'll give you "no"... I told you to stay inside!" "But... but..." " ls he your son?" " You idiot..." "Thanks." "Rosaire?" "Understand me?" "You've gone too far." "By nearly killing a cop, you're not helping me." "I didn't do it on purpose. I..." "Magic isn't a valid defense." "Get it?" "Yeah." "Locking yourself in and making a racket, is disturbing the peace, but a microwave out the window can hurt someone." "Assault a cop, and I can't get you out." "It wasn't me." "Yes, it was." "No, it wasn't." "I couldn't kill a cop." "If a cop dies, it's because of magic." "It wasn't the time for a cop to die." "That's why the microwave missed him." " What did you tell Anne Fortier?" " Same thing." "Magic?" "That's it?" "Nothing else?" "Yeah." "Two bodies were found in your neighborhood." "You wouldn't know anything about it?" "Bodies..." "Yeah." "One suffocated... tied up like a sausage." "The other in a pool of blood." "Choked in his blood?" "Two different deaths." "One bled to death, the other suffocated." "One was called Norbert." "The other guy is Spanish." "Everything will be perfect." "Perfect." "What are you up to?" " The suicides..." " l don't mean that." "What do you care if I took Spanish in '79 or '86?" "Nothing..." "Look, this is a complicated case." "Parent's nervous, it's hot, there's no air conditioning..." " l don't like it." " No?" "I'll repeat myself since there's no air conditioning and since you don't get it." "Keep playing this game with me, you'll be sorry." "I don't think..." "Look, Lefebvre must know." "I think of you and it bothers me." "I'm trying to protect you." "I don't know who told him." "It was a necessary evil." "Lefebvre knows my story?" "Griffin gave him your files." "If he didn't mention it, it's a good sign." "It means that to him, it's trivial." "That's why you want to know when I took Spanish?" "To protect me from Lefebvre?" "Don't ever stab me in the back." "He agreed to go the hospital." "But..." "What?" "I think Rosaire knew the victims." "Call the guys." " Here's your mango." " Thanks." "I spoke to Johnson." "Fortier and the kid will be by later." "We have to get the report from the morgue." "Oh, yeah..." "Fortier's sticking to her tie theory." "But she thinks like a shrink." "I think if there's the slightest chance the hypo... what's it called?" "Epyxo... epoxyphilo..." "Anyway... lf there's even a chance that he tied it on a hanger..." "Fortier's theory doesn't hold water." "This guy writes on the wall before dying. impressive." "Why not?" "Suicide victims always call for help before they die." "What does that mean?" "Death inside your mouth." ""Death inside your mouth"?" "Something like that." "A drug-related vendetta?" "I don't know..." "Anyhow... lt's a strange suicide." "Suicide epidemics are pretty rare." "Did you know that Rosaire knows all the victims?" " Rosaire?" " Yeah!" "He should join our squad!" "Rita, too, while we're at it." "Johnson wants to know what Rosaire meant when he said:" ""Everything will be perfect."" "Perfect!" "Perfect!" "Everything will be perfect." "This is it." "Well..." "Aren't you coming?" "I'm just freshening up." "You're freshening up?" "Here?" "Now?" "I'm feeling less and less comfortable." "Because of me?" "Nothing to do with you. I... I looked into evil spells and curses, and I feel uncomfortable." "Etienne, it's a bit strange." "But we don't have the whole picture." "I was in therapy for five years..." "What's he doing?" "Sorry." "They said my kind of neurosis is hard to treat." "I just have to accept myself as I am." " That's what they said?" " Yeah." "We obsessive-compulsives are pretty stubborn." "We don't make good patients..." "What's with him?" "I've no problem with loonies, but magic makes me nervous." "Fine." "Want to wait while I go up upstairs?" "I'm nervous, but I can do my job!" "Here we go." "Get lost, you." "Apart from the circumstances, like you, I'd say suicide." " A pretty decent suicide." " What's decent about it?" "Some are better than others." "But this one seems weird." "Calling it "decent" sounds weird." "And the body position... lt's too perfect." "You don't fall that way when you kill yourself." "Did he lie down?" "No matter how meticulous you are, you have no control during your final moments." "This looks like a choreography." " He wasn't dancing." " Almost." "Are you stringing me along?" "Gotcha!" "Why isn't death a good act?" " Why?" " lt doesn't get encores." " l didn't mention the weapon." " No, you didn't." "This is not it." "He didn't slit his wrist with this." "Show me something more blunt, and I'll believe it." "I forgot..." "About the bra..." "Not a single trace." "Super-clean." "I mean... besides those of the victim." "Coming?" "They're sealing off the place." "Wait a minute." " What are you looking at?" " l'm trying to understand this." ""Death inside your mouth." You said it." "What does it bring to mind?" "He swallowed something nasty?" "He slit his wrists." "He didn't poison himself." "Unless it means he talked too much." "As in, "talk too much and you die."" "Talk too much..." "Then why didn't he write his murderer's name?" "Would you write that if you knew you were dying?" "Assuming he wrote it." "What if the murderer did?" "Any fingerprints?" " Find any prints on the wall?" " The victim's." "Proves nothing." "The murderer could've used the victim's hand to write it." "True." "Back to the hypoxyphiliac's." "It's dirty..." "You can't leave until everything's perfect." "...until everything's perfect." "...until everything's perfect." "Perfect..." "Why is everything perfect?" " What do you mean, why?" " Make an effort." "An effort..." "Did you know Emilio, the Spanish guy?" "Suffocated in his blood." "Just tell me how you know him." "Magic..." " You knew him through magic?" " Yeah..." "How?" "How..." "Do you realize you're becoming a witness in a crime that's all Greek to me." "Latin, not Greek." "That's funny?" "Yeah..." "Latin magic." "Magic is fairies." "What do you mean by Latin?" "Latin..." "Latin is magic." "Not fairies." "That's how I knew Emilio... through Latin magic." "The seals were broken out back." "We should come back tomorrow." "It's dirty here." "What are we after?" "I don't know yet." "Not used to it, huh?" "...to not finding the answer." " You're proud..." " lt's curiosity, not pride." "I wonder if Johnson got Rosaire to talk." "Rosaire talks nonsense." "No he doesn't." "We just don't get what he's trying to say." "The wires are crossed in his brain." "He may know something." "He lives nearby." "Rosaire Parent..." "Same name as you." "Any relation?" "Same name doesn't mean we're related." "Etienne..." "Someone's watching us." "This is insane..." "Why wouldn't she say what she found?" "We were just here." "Less I see of her, the better." ""Not over the phone," she said." "No, not over the phone." "Otherwise the only people I see are dead." "We've got things to do, besides running over here." "Johnson will be pleased." "That's Norbert, and that's Emilio." "Their bodies." "So?" "First, say I'm the best." "Are you serious?" "The best..." "Say I'm the best!" "Okay, you're the best, but what's this thing?" "Beats me." "What is it?" "Emilio's DNA..." "Norbert's DNA." "Why would Emilio's DNA be in Norbert's body?" " How should I know?" " You need a diagram?" "Which part of Norbert's body contained Emilio's DNA?" "They were gay?" "The guys got me out of bed." " What've we got here?" " An old couple." " Who found them?" " Meals on Wheels." "No one's touched them?" "is it a case for us?" "You'll see." "Could you watch my dog?" "I won't be long." "Sound asleep." " No one's touched them?" " You heard the guy." "Hand me a glove." "It's... lt's abdominal gas." "Someone's trying to drive us crazy."