19-2 (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - The Party - full transcript

Previously on "19-2"...

Nick. Nick.

Hit and run. Boy.
Maybe 10 years old.

He nearly killed a little boy.

- I had an accident!
- You know what you did.

MRS. CHARTIER: He's your father!

He's your father, Ben!

Nick.

You have to help me.

Hey! Hey! You want
to hit someone, hit me!

You do it again,
I'll kill you myself.



We should go away on a weekend.

I got Theo on the weekends.

Went out with Tyler last night.

Tyler's still banging
them back, huh?

Hey, come on,
man. Don't do that.

Get your shit together.
We're on shift here.

[Retching]

[Spits]

[Retches]

[Spits]

- How about I drive?
- Not a chance.

- Tyler...
- Get in the car.

You're such an ass.

How long is it gonna take?



Well, I can be there tonight
or before shift tomorrow.

Ah. Right. Thank you.

[Sighs]

[Exhales sharply]

Trouble with Harvey?

Always.

Is it serious?

He's got a fricking
bullet in his head.

Of course it's serious.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't worry about it.

19-2. We're on the road.

DISPATCHER: Copy, 19-2.

[Sobbing softly]

[Sobbing]

[Siren wailing]

WOMAN: Copy, 19-2.

Ma'am?

Ma'am? Ma'am,
I'm a police officer.

- Are you okay?
- [Sobs]

- It's okay.
- They raped me.

Who did?

[Coughs]

All of them.

Are you okay to sit up?

I'm gonna... I'm
gonna help you up.

I got you. I got you.

Hey. What's your name?

Samantha.

Devos.

They're still there.

Samantha.

Samantha, can you
tell us where they are?

Down there.

19-2. We'll need paramedics.

Transport a victim
for a rape kit.

Samantha, I'm gonna
help you up, okay?

- Take my arm.
- BEATRICE: Copy, 19-2.

If you go now, I can
show you where they are.

Here we go. All right.

I'm gonna help you
towards the car, okay?

- We'll need backup.
- Copy.

- Warm enough?
- Yep.

Listen...

Can you tell me how
many men there were?

- Four.
- Four?

- And how'd you meet them?
- I met a guy.

He seemed nice.
We were at a bar.

And you went home with him?

He seemed okay.

And then we went
back to his place

and his friends showed up.

And they were drinking
all night, doing coke.

Then I waited until
they passed out to leave.

So they're...
They're asleep now?

I think so.

There! That's it. The
one with the open door.

2566 St. Isidore.

Ground level.

She thinks the
assailants are still inside.

19-4. Pulling up now.

All right, stay in the car.

We're not gonna
leave you alone, okay?

Someone's gonna
be right with you,

bring you a blanket, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Alleged rape?

- Four guys still inside.
- 2566.

- Armed?
- She didn't say anything.

Let's not bank on it.

She says they've been
up drinking all night,

so hopefully they're out cold.

We'll take the front.
Tyler, you go around back.

Bear, stay with the victim.

Tyler?

[Exhales slowly]

We're in position.

Tyler?

Goddamn Tyler.

All right.

[Gun cocks]

Drop it!

Drop...

Don't move!

You fucking prick!

You... You pull on a cop?! Huh?!

You want to die?!

[Slow instrumental music plays]

We'll take you to the hospital
and get a deposition, okay?

Step in, please.

This is fucking bullshit!

[Grunts]

NICK: Alleged rape.
Three guys in custody.

One guy was gone
before we got here.

This guy here clocked Tyler
with a bat and stole his weapon.

You got a description
of the one you missed?

These guys are
clubbers, cokeheads.

We'll get an I.D.

Is Tyler okay?

You gave up your weapon?

You're supposed to
be our backup, Tyler.

You could've gotten us killed.

You think I just
handed it to him?

He hit me with a bat. What
the fuck was I supposed to do?

What are you supposed to do?

You don't show up for work

if you're not in shape
to do the fucking job.

Hey, hey. The guy's concussed.

You want to bitch,
put it on your report.

DISPATCHER: We
have an anonymous call.

Tyler shouldn't be on the job.

Two groups of teenagers
inside a fast-food restaurant

at the corner of Sherbrooke...

You say that about
a lot of people.

I saw him puking his
guts out this morning.

The guy's a mess.
He almost got you shot.

Hey, I'm not arguing.

So, what are we
gonna do about it?

Don't count on him to
have our back, I guess.

- We should file a complaint.
- Nah, it won't stick.

He was hungover.
He wasn't drunk.

As long as he was sober, the
union's gonna have his back.

Hell, he'll even probably
get a medal for it.

It isn't right.

- Theft in progress.
- It's the job.

OFFICER: 19-81. We're on it.

Hey, can I talk to you?

- I'm off.
- Two minutes.

My office.

No, you're off.
We'll go to my office.

No. You want to
talk, it's my office.

What, are you on your
period or something?

So, did you think about it?

I already told you, Dougy. No.

Look, I've got four women
who weigh less than 150 pounds.

What's that in kilos?

Who gives a shit?

The form here... Right
here it says "kilograms."

[Sighs] Screw you.

68. All right, 68. Close enough?

No.

- I'll go upstairs.
- Do that.

Oh, come on, Julien. Jesus!

I need a man.

I've got five women and two
men, and I'm going into nights.

And in six weeks,
it'll be my turn.

I'm not giving you anybody.

- Give me the rookie.
- No.

Well, then give me the
guy from the country.

No.

- I'm not taking Nick.
- You're not taking Nick.

Hey.

You back home?

Why don't you ask Justine?

Oh, I will. You can count on it.

I've known her a lot
longer than you have.

She'll tell me.

We're taking a couple of weeks.

That shit ain't gonna
happen again, man.

- Hey, sweetheart.
- Hey.

I hate this
passing-in-the-night stuff.

I want to see you.

Come by after.
We'll have breakfast.

- Really?
- Yeah.

VINCE: So, apparently,
I'm going to night shift.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Dougas asked
for me specifically.

Well, it's good to be wanted.

I figured he'd want you, though.

- We're both rookies.
- I'm not a rookie.

Right, exactly. You're
not even really a rookie.

You've got years in.

I don't want to switch,
man. I just got here.

Well, good. 'Cause
he didn't ask you.

He asked me, baby.

Why are you so stoked on this?

- You actually want to know?
- Yeah.

You know Audrey? Audrey Pouliot?

No.

Redhead. On the other shift.

Redhead?

Yeah. You can't miss
her. She's smoking hot.

Oh, you mean the one
that's coming on with us?

Wait, what? What do you mean?

Well, yeah. Someone's
got to switch over.

We got too many
men. It's a quota thing.

Well, that ruins
everything. Thank you.

[Laughs]

Five minutes, bro.

Really? Are you...
What are you doing?

You want to come?
Ben should come.

No. I'm sure he's busy.

Yeah, not tonight, man.

Let Bambi get his beauty sleep.

You should try getting some.

You, uh, pass the baseline test?

Skull as thick as a brick wall.

- Well, you're lucky.
- Mm-hmm.

VINCE: Come on, one drink.

BEN: No, you guys
go on without me.

I give up. Get me drunk.

Let's go.

MR. CHARTIER: Don't rush me!

The license is good
until an hour after sunset.

Okay, so...

The gun is part of you.

It moves when you breathe.

You have to feel it.

Here, you do it.

It's getting dark.

Take it!

I don't understand.

He's stabilized. There
is no sign of progress.

Okay, but you said recovery
can be unpredictable,

like he could go a year
and then suddenly...

He can't stay here for a year.

You need to start
planning for that.

Zoe.

- Hi, Harvey.
- Hey!

- I got this.
- Zoe.

Harvey had a visitor
yesterday... Sergeant Houle.

He wants Harvey
to come to his party.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Well, Harvey's friends
are gonna be there.

Right, Harvey?
Who's your friend?

Doug.

- Doug.
- Doug.

HARVEY: Mm.

It would be a good
thing for him to do.

Hey.

I need you.

Come here.

You have to promise to help me.

I promise.

For you.

- [Chuckles]
- That's for me?

Yeah.

Doesn't need much.

Come in.

Thank you.

- [Cellphone vibrates]
- Should I get that?

Okay.

MAN: Hello!

You have been selected as
a finalist to win a free cruise.

AUDREY: [Breathing heavily]

Let's go. Let's go.

NICK: You I.D. the
fourth rapist yet?

ISABELLE: Brother of the tenant.

You'll get a bulletin on him.

The guy's wanted
for two other assaults.

He's violent.

Anything else?

Exams going okay?

Good so far. Thanks for asking.

You'll make good brass.

Yeah.

I will.

- Hey.
- Hey. You switch shifts yet?

Nope, but hopefully.

So why are you here? Nick?

Hey, shut up.

- Nobody knows.
- Knows what?

You guys are
back on, aren't you?

- Don't even talk about it, okay?
- Fine, fine.

Hey, do you need a
lift for the sarge's party?

I don't think I'm going.

Oh, screw you. You're going.

Apparently he's got
some sort of mansion.

It's not a mansion.

You know what?
We'll go shopping.

Saturday morning. You and me.

OFFICER: 32-12. Did
my message get through?

AUDREY: Mm?

Okay!

What the hell, Tyler?
You calling in sick or what?

I'm not signing in late.

I'm coming.

[Groans]

You going to Houle's party?

- You RSVP?
- I got to RSVP?

Yeah. Houle's a control
freak about his house.

You never been there?

- Mnh-mnh.
- Oh. Well, me neither.

But I heard things about it.
Heard it was crazy last year.

- How do I RSVP?
- On the website.

You don't know
about the website?

- Uh...
- You know what your problem is?

Your boy Nick
doesn't tell you shit.

We're still at the first-date
stage of our relationship.

How soon do we
get to the breakup?

[Chuckles]

Okay, people, fall in.

Can I ask about
the party, Chief?

No.

Is it, um, open bar?

No, it is not.

There gonna be any girls?

Night shift is coming.

Who's on patrol?

Afternoon shift
is taking a double.

Nice!

Looks like me and you will
be in competition, huh, Bear?

[Laughter]

Hey, Chief.

The doctor says you're making
arrangements for Harvey to come.

Yeah, it's all set up.

You don't need
to worry about it.

Yeah, I do.

You got to talk to me before
you do something like that.

I'm his guardian.

Nick, people want to see him.

Yeah, they think they do.

Got to go home
for a couple days,

sort some things out.

Do it.

It's not really home
anymore, is it?

Right.

DISPATCHER: We have a call
from Our Lady of Mercy Church.

Vandalism.

19-2. We're on it.

Rachel and Papineau.

[Siren wails]

Finally.

You want to show us the damage?

I'll take you to the Father.

People used to show respect.

It's a church.
It's not a shelter.

FATHER ODENG: This way.

Look at that.

I mean, look at that.

Do you know who did it?

No.

I don't know.

Do you have any ideas?

No. I told you.

You know, even if
it's just a suspicion,

we need you to tell us.

I work with people in the
community, you understand?

Listen, we can't help
you if you won't let us.

I have relationships
with my parishioners.

If I start turning people
over to the police...

Whoever did this needs
help. You know that.

If I knew who it was,
I would certainly try.

Has it occurred to you that you
might not be what they need?

I'm sorry, officers.

I wish I could help.

Wishes he could help.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

BEN: You know, we should
be taking it to the SPCA.

That's protocol.
For the cat, anyway.

NICK: The cat stinks.

Hey, hey! You
don't have to move it.

Thanks.

[Exhales sharply]

[Exhales sharply]

BEN: Hey!

Wah!

Easy, Rocky, let's go.
We're still on the clock.

Thanks.

We gotta get one of those
little tree thingies... pine-scented.

- [Chuckles]
- Smell like home for you.

19, we have a collision.

One of ours.

Car 4 hit a civilian
vehicle at 2212 Ontario.

Tyler.

19-2. We got it.

- Copy, 19-2.
- [Siren wails]

[Siren wailing]

- You okay?
- Yeah.

What happened?

Jesus Christ. This
is serious, Tyler.

- BEATRICE: Ben.
- How hungover are you?

- Did you pass a Breathalyzer?
- Ben.

BEN: Why'd you let him drive?

I didn't. I was driving.

This asshole hit
me. He's plastered.

Sir, how much have
you had to drink?

- [Slurring] Just a little bit.
- Just a little bit? Yeah.

- MAN: Yeah. So what?
- NICK: So what?

Well, we're gonna find out just
how much you've had, all right?

I'm gonna get you to blow into
this for me. As hard as you can.

MAN: I don't have
to blow into this.

NICK: You don't
have to blow into this?

Yes, you do have to
blow into this, all right?

MAN: All right.

NICK: Heh, funny.
Come on, come on.

[Mid-tempo music playing]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Exhales slowly]

MAN: I'll take another one.

- TYLER: My man.
- J.M.: Bring your own.

I'm just trying to
be friendly, bro.

J.M.: Yeah?

So I'm definitely overdressed.

No, you look amazing.
Everyone here is underdressed.

Thanks.

- Let's cover that up, huh?
- Okay.

- Oh. Hey, ladies.
- Hey.

Hey, anyone on my
shift you got an eye on?

Because they're
pretty much all gay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You made it.
- Of course we did.

Doesn't Bear look great?

Yeah, yeah. She looks amazing.

- Shut up.
- [Laughs]

All right, buddy.

Look at this.

Lawns are manicured. Guy
lives in a palace out here.

BEN: How the hell
does he afford it?

DOUGAS: You don't know?

He's the Sprinkler King.

Does the entire West Island...
Beaconsfield, Pointe-Claire.

Never seen his trucks?

- The Sprinkler King?
- Yeah.

I remember when
he first started out.

I could've bought in.

Idiot.

I want you on my squad, man.

I want you working with me.

How do you feel about that?

Well, I-I... I'm
honored, sir, of course.

Yeah, right. You're my guy.

- All right.
- Huh?

Yeah.

- Oh, look.
- Oh! Hey!

- Harvey!
- Yeah!

[Applause]

Hey, how you doing?

Looking good, man. Looking good.

Hang in.

Harvey. It's good to see you.

Hooray! Hey, hey! Harvey's here!

Dougas.

He recognizes me. You hear
that? He recognizes Dougy.

Of course he does.

Harvey and Dougas were
like this back in the day.

- I don't remember that.
- Eh, you weren't around.

Hey, one of the
best, folks. Right here.

- [Applause]
- WOMAN: Yeah!

- Harvey!
- Way to go, man. Way to go.

Hey, somebody get
this man a drink, huh?

He can't drink.

HOULE: Okay, he
can have a lemonade.

Look, relax, all
right? Just chill out.

We got this. Come on.

Let's go.

DISPATCHER: At
Jean-Talon and des Écores.

The caller is waiting to
tell you what happened.

OFFICER: 17-4.
We're on lunch break.

Where is everybody?

It's Houle's party.
We're on skeleton.

Get me a patrol unit.

Yeah, that looks pretty bad.

No, no, no. Come here.

Here.

I've got this.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

There.

There we go.

Now you're...

Oh.

Ahh. Getting gorgeous, ladies.

You know, ladies, we
could really have ourselves

an interesting combination here.

What do you think
about that, Bear, huh?

Swinging both ways.

[Pops tongue]

You know we're in the fucking
bathroom, for Christ's sake?

Ah, come on. The door was open.

Besides, I was trying to
give you a compliment.

Just ignore him.

You dress up real nice, though.

[Sniffing]

That Chanel?

You know, you're
such a fucking asshole!

[Laughs]

Just joking.

Tyler.

I got to talk to you.

I'm sorry, man.

It's not my place to judge you.

I got a...

I got a thing about drinking.

Yeah. So do I.

And I need a refill.

Have you seen this man?

Does he live around here?

- Want me to show you?
- Yes, please.

We'll wait.

You take the front.
I'll be out back.

This guy has three warrants.

- AUDREY: Fuck, it's raining.
- TYLER: Mm-hmm.

Well, shit, if it's raining,
then let's make it rain.

Hey. You, my man,
need to have some fun.

Here you go, buddy.

WOMAN: Cheers.

TYLER: Bottoms up.

- All right.
- DOUGAS: Nice! Huh?

One more, huh?

[Coughing]

Hey! Hey!

What the hell are you doing?

Let him have some fun.

He's on medication.

You don't pour
gin down his throat.

Come on, Dougy.

It's not gin, all
right? It's vodka.

Harvey hated gin.
You think you know him.

Thank you. I got it.

I got it!

[Sighs] I leave you for
two minutes, and this...

AUDREY: Harvey looked okay, huh?

Compared to what?

NICK: I can't take
you back like this.

- Hey, let me help.
- No.

Thank you.

MAN: Joey! Joey,
come on. Over here.

[Sighs]

Listen, if that happens
to me, do me a favor.

Don't bring me to a party.

Bring it.

That's what I'm talking about.

[Cheering]

Aah!

- There's the man!
- Whoo!

HARVEY: Nick.

Fuck you.

[Slow instrumental
music playing]

It's time to go, buddy. Okay?

J.M.: Yeah. Yeah!

You'd look better without it.

Fuck off.

Come on.

What's your problem?

I got a question.
Serious, though.

How did you decide
you were, like,

I don't know, gay and shit?

How did you know
you were straight?

Well, I guess I'll have
to show you, baby.

Yes, you will.

You're gonna hammer
some sense into me?

- You want to play?
- Yeah.

Yeah? Let's play.

Fucker!

Fuck! You fucking prick!

I wasn't even gonna touch you!

Suspect approaching.

DISPATCHER: Copy. 10-4.

Requesting backup.

10, 15 minutes.

Police! Freeze!

Put your hands up!

Keep your hands up.
Turn around slowly.

Freeze! Police! On the ground!

On the ground now.

Hands behind your head.

Okay, you got him?

You okay? Okay, don't move.

Don't get up. Don't get up.

I hurt my foot.

This was a great party.

- Can I talk to you?
- Shoot.

This shift-change
thing. Do I get a say?

- Why? You want to go?
- No.

Then you don't go.

Hey. Where's Harvey?

- Going back to the home.
- What?

I put him in the transport.

I'm taking off too.

All right. Thanks for coming.

Why'd you do that, man?

I didn't even have a
chance to say goodbye.

Party is winding down, Dougy.

You his mother now, Nick, huh?

You treat him like a baby.

Yeah, Dougy, I am. I'm
his whole fucking family.

You? You just
show up at a party.

That's the only time
you let him out of his cell.

You know where he is. Why
don't you go see him, huh?

Hmm?

Maybe leave the vodka at
home this time, you son of a bitch.

You know why I did
that, Nick? Hmm?

He's got to live his whole
fucking life in a wheelchair

with half his face blown off.

You don't think he
could use a drink?

I want you to explain
something to me

right here, right now,
in front of everybody.

Let's talk about how
Harvey got shot, huh?

Where was the backup,
Nick? Where was the backup?

Harvey said you were a hotshot.

He said you were gonna
get somebody shot.

Well, congratulations. You did.

That's your bullet in
his head! Your bullet!

[Gunshot]

[Slow instrumental
music playing]

WOMAN ON P.A.: Officer Fortier,

please report to
the parking lot.

[Telephone ringing]

It's definitely
one of these two.

[Exhales sharply]

Shit.

Take your time.

I'm sorry.

It's just...

I don't know.

It's just a fog.

[Sniffles]

Detective Després,
please call extension 522.

DISPATCHER: We have a
potential fire affecting traffic...

Nick.

Nick, uh, I'm sorry.

I had too much to drink,

and, uh, I don't even
remember what I said.

I was doing shots at lunch,

and I can be a real
asshole when I drink.

Okay.

No hard feelings, all right?

Not just when you're drinking.

We have a confirmed dead body.

Our Lady of Mercy Church.

Apparent suicide.

19-2. We'll take it.

Copy, 19-2.

Walk around. Don't
step on anything.

She came to confession.

She said, uh...

painful things.

Did she say she was
gonna kill herself?

No. Never.

Not in so many words.

You knew.

I was protecting the
sanctity of the confessional.

If you'd have talked to us,
she'd be in the hospital now.

- I have a duty.
- NICK: To what?

Protecting your church?

'Cause you sure as hell
weren't protecting her.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

- The Lord is with thee.
- BEN: No, no, no, no, no.

Blessed art...

Stay off the altar until the
coroner releases the scene.

Go do that somewhere else.