19-2 (2014–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - Lovers - full transcript
Nick and Ben collide over a politically explosive case.
Previously on "19-2"...
You're pissing away your best
years on patrol. You know that.
You should be frigging tactical.
- It's strange.
- What?
NICK: Gendron blocking
your transfer to nights.
It's like he's going out of
his way to keep you on me.
It was just a thing,
Izzy, all right?
- It's over.
- Whatever, Nick. It's your life.
You asked me to
leave, Izzy, remember?
Are those two separated or not?
Define "separated."
TYLER: Bear went out and
got herself a foxy paramedic.
BEN: Oh, really?
You know paramedics are like
a whole nother species, right?
- Hi.
- Hi.
NICK: She's my sister.
No, man, she's way too cute.
- Nice to meet you, Ben Chartier.
- And you too.
OFFICER ON RADIO: 33-6...
We just spotted two individuals.
Black males. They're
running down the stairs.
Oh! Fuck, it's freezing.
- Get my egg rolls?
- Yeah, should be in there.
All right.
Oh, smells great.
Oh, shit.
[Siren wails]
19-2... We're in pursuit of
a pale-green Chrysler 300
on la Gauchetière.
9X3 C2L.
Richard Roche from Laval.
Christ.
What?
It's the mayor of Laval.
Let me handle this.
Can you kill the engine, please?
Gentlemen, you gave me a fright.
NICK: We're gonna need
you to shut your engine off, sir.
Of course. What's the issue?
Well, your vehicle ran
a red going 70 in a 40,
you apparently changed
lanes in the intersection,
and you're not
wearing your seat belt.
Those would be the issues.
ROCHE: Well, I was
just moving my vehicle
off the street to a parking lot.
Have you had anything
to drink tonight?
We had a couple of
glasses of wine at dinner.
That's why I was moving
my car to a parking lot,
so I could leave it overnight.
I'm gonna need to see your
license and registration, sir.
I only went two blocks.
It doesn't matter.
ROCHE: I was trying
to do the right thing here.
[Groans]
NICK: All right,
I'm gonna need you
to step out of the
vehicle, please, sir.
ROCHE: You know, I could,
uh... I could leave it right here
and pick it up first
thing in the morning.
No problem.
I'm afraid that's
not how it works.
Christ, I had a couple of
drinks over an hour ago,
and I was just moving
it to a parking lot
so I wouldn't have to drive.
NICK: I need you to give
me one full blow, okay?
I'm getting shit for
doing the right thing?
For telling the truth?
Are you gonna make
me ask you again? Huh?
We've got plenty of room
in the vehicle, all right?
Now, blow.
BEN: Hey!
It's okay. Leave it.
Your friend's fast.
He got a name?
Eh, just a friend.
Just a friend.
Well, if you don't blow,
your night's gonna get
a whole lot worse, okay?
- Now, blow.
- Okay, okay.
[Blowing]
Harder. Harder, harder, harder.
- Come on.
- [Beeps]
Seems like you've had
more than a couple glasses.
You know who I am, correct?
Sure. I've seen you on the news.
So I would bet we have
a lot of friends in common.
I bet we do.
ROCHE: Officer Barron.
This is one of those moments...
that could affect
the rest of your life
for worse or for better.
[Gunshot]
That wasn't far off.
Maybe a block or two.
19-2 reporting possible shots
fired near Haig and Marseille.
19-2, stand by.
Confirmed, yes, shots
fired. Motel Le Marquis.
You guys are closest.
All right, we're on it.
What do we do with him?
You heard it. We got to take it.
Well, seems like this
is your lucky night.
No, we can't let him go.
All right, wait here.
You can get your keys from
Station 19 in the morning.
- We'll deal with you then.
- Yes, yes. Of course.
Thank you, gentlemen.
- Wait, I need my house keys!
- [Siren wails]
[Siren wailing]
WOMAN: Copy, 19-2.
Backup's here.
BEN: Last door on your right.
Hey, hey! Get back inside.
Hey, I got every
right to film you.
- Get back inside.
- Hey!
Guys, stay inside, please.
NICK: Police! You okay in there?
Police!
Ready?
Good.
NICK: Police!
Gun on the floor.
Clear.
It's clear, guys.
Copy.
Look.
MAN: Are you up,
man? I can't hear you.
Get a radio check.
I'm not picking up over here.
MAN #2: Well, probably
because the generator.
God, man. We're
gonna be here all night.
I thought only horses
could sleep standing up.
I wasn't asleep.
MAN: Turn to Channel 4.
- Got everything you need there?
- Not yet.
Did you happen to film the guy
that was staying there
before the gunshot?
No. Why would I do that?
Would have been helpful.
Can you please
put that down, sir?
No.
Let me get your badge
number real quick.
Coolio.
Gotcha.
BEN: When my dad was a
teenager, he worked at a sawmill,
just ripping bark off the logs.
He'd stand on this platform.
It was about
shoulder-width apart,
right over top of the saw.
10 hours a day.
He saw a guy fall asleep
on his feet one time.
Lost both his legs and an arm.
That's a very interesting
yet depressing story,
but I wasn't asleep.
I was thinking.
About what?
That I'm glad I don't
work in a sawmill.
Jeez, how about the mayor?
Guy should buy a lottery ticket.
Yeah.
Yeah, don't worry.
He'll show up tomorrow.
What's taking
these guys so long?
What, are they walking?
MAN: That's great.
That's a great thing.
WOMAN ON P.A.: Officer Tremblay,
you're requested in room 206.
- Isabelle.
- Sir.
I, um, saw your exam.
Really? And?
Well, I'm not supposed
to tell you, but...
Don't even...
Top five percentile.
Bravo.
I'm sure you'll ace
the interview too.
I hope so.
It's Monday morning, but I'm
scheduled the whole weekend.
Where are you heading now?
Possible suicide,
Motel Le Marquis.
- Oh. Fun.
- Mm.
Hey, how about
this is your last call?
But I'm on the schedule, though.
I'll get someone to
cover. Take the weekend.
Thanks.
See, um,
the interview, it's a
big charade, right?
But it's important.
The brass needs to be assured
you're not gonna make
their lives any more difficult.
Of course.
They just want their own ideas
bounced back at them, all right?
So... So don't get fancy.
Okay. Gotcha.
All right, so, uh, call
me if you, uh, want to
run it through or anything.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Thank you.
Great. Finally.
Sorry. I got held up.
Yeah, well, knock yourself out.
Hey.
Thanks for taking
Theo this weekend.
Yeah, no sweat.
I'm gonna take him
up north, to the cabin.
Good luck with that.
What? He loves it up there.
He's all yours.
Could Detective Turgeon
please come to the
examination room 2B?
[Door buzzes]
Hey, don't move.
Stay there!
Got him?
Hey. Have a nice weekend, man.
Hey.
You good?
Yeah, why?
You need an escort to
your car or something?
Fuck off.
Well, just tell me if I need
to be worried about you.
You don't need to
be worried about me.
All right.
- Have a good weekend.
- You too.
[Door closes]
Hey.
Hey. You heading
out this weekend?
Yeah, I got my son.
Heading up to the cabin.
Male bonding. That's too bad.
I'll see ya.
Is he your boyfriend?
Shut up.
Hey. Mayor come
in for his keys yet?
No, not yet.
He's probably still
shitting his pants
'cause of his
little dinner date.
Who, Usain Bolt?
He wasn't black.
- Officer Barron?
- Yeah.
Hi. I'm Richard
Roche's assistant.
I'm here to collect his keys.
Well, the mayor can come
down and collect them himself.
He apologizes, but he's got
an extremely busy day today.
Well, he still faces a citation
for driving while intoxicated.
Of course.
I mean, this is a delicate
matter for everybody involved.
And rather than kick up a fuss
with your sergeant
and your commander,
we'd prefer to clear
this up with you directly.
Sure, rather than
use up all your favors.
You tell me, officer...
How do we make this right?
If your boss doesn't
come in, in person,
and sign off on the citation,
we'll be forced to
put out a warrant.
Ma'am.
[Mechanical whirring]
Jeez.
Perfect score. Don't
see that too often.
Well, it better be good.
I've been shooting
my whole life.
Yeah?
Oh, man.
My dad had me cleaning
his rifle before I could walk.
You, uh, ever thought
about going tactical?
I mean, you got
rock-star potential.
Yeah, I've thought about it.
Well, if you want, I could
write you up a reference,
pass it along.
To who? Houle?
No, Gendron.
[Beep, mechanical whirring]
That's how shit gets
done around here.
You gonna guard me or what? Huh?
- Shut up.
- Okay.
4-2.
See, that's what they
call making it rain, son.
- I can make it rain too.
- You gonna make it rain too?
- I can make it rain too.
- Make it rain, then.
Let's see what you got.
Come on, man, play defense.
Oh! Oh, foul, foul.
- Ooh!
- That's not a foul.
Not a foul?
All right, 5-2.
How come I have to go
up to the cottage tonight?
Because I want to go,
and it'll be fun. That's why.
Come on.
If you want to go
so bad, you can go.
I could stay here.
Ha ha. Nice try.
Come on, being one with
nature will be good for you.
Besides, it'll
only take an hour.
We'll be up there in no time.
A little quality father-son time
would be good for both of us.
Don't you think? Huh?
Can we at least go tomorrow?
I told Guillaume I was
gonna go to his house tonight.
Nope.
Tell you what...
You make that shot,
you get to decide.
- All right.
- No, no, no, no, no.
From where you were.
Whatever.
Ain't making it easy on you.
- Ah!
- That's bullshit!
It was gonna go
in. You just cheated.
If you don't agree to the
rules, don't cry about it.
Whatever.
Annoying.
Okay, okay.
You can go to Guillaume's
tonight, but no sleepover.
We're hitting the road
first thing in the morning.
Thanks, Dad.
All right. Go on.
Oh, he gets through!
Oh, hey!
Superstar. 5-3.
[Cellphone chimes]
[Sighs]
What's with the backpack?
I just talked to Mom.
She said I can go over
to Guillaume's tonight.
She said so, did she?
Yeah.
I'll be back first
thing in the morning.
I promise.
Go on.
Thanks, Dad.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Have fun.
I will.
Bye, Dad.
[Door closes]
What's the matter
with you, girl?
You bring a hot date to
the bar and then ditch her?
BEATRICE: I think she's
doing just fine on her own.
Yeah. Ohh, it's my turn now.
Mm-hmm.
NICK: You know,
don't get comfortable.
TYLER: Mm. That's
what they all say.
Not at all.
Here we go. Ready? Another one.
Down the hatch, baby.
Whoo!
Hey, Bear. Come on, babe.
Looks like I got to catch up.
- That's right.
- Oh, yes, you do.
What are you doing?! Get up!
This round's on me. Come on.
- More tequila please.
- You're pathetic, rookie!
[Cellphone rings]
Hello?
- [Rock music playing]
- BEN: Hey, uh, Amélie.
It's... It's Ben.
Hey, Ben. What's up?
Where are you?
- [Rock music playing]
- I'm... I'm fine.
How are you?
Oh, you know, working late.
J.M.: Yeah! Love this song.
Oh, uh, sorry. I-I can, um...
I-I can call you... I
can call you back.
It's fine. No. No, no,
no. I'm glad you called.
Sorry?
Nothing. What's up?
Uh, so, listen,
I-I was wondering
if... if you might be free for
lunch or something tomorrow.
No, actually, I got to be
back on shift early tomorrow.
Okay, okay. No problem.
That's, uh... That's fine.
Anyway, I just thought
I'd call and say hi.
Well, how about
my place in an hour?
Uh, did you hear me?
I, uh... I did that time.
Yes, um...
Yeah, that... that sounds good.
I'll... I'll see you at
your place in an hour.
Okay. I'm gonna
text you the address.
Okay. Bye.
What?!
LAURA: Help me up.
I don't know what you're
doing, but you're doing it.
- Ready?
- Whoo!
That's it. Good. That's
good. Yeah? [Laughs]
That's not how
normal people drink.
- This is gonna be weird.
- Shut up. Do it.
Oh, yes. I had a dream
about this last night.
- Oh, yeah.
- I remember this.
Oh, thank you, God.
Yes!
Did you see this? [Laughs]
Oh, I love you two.
All right, Marie, shots!
Want to get out of here?
Sure.
Can we go to your cottage?
No, I got to pick up
Theo in the morning.
We can come back.
It's romantic.
Oh, you're a genius, Bear.
[Laughs]
Yeah? Yeah?
I'll wait for you outside.
Discreet.
What's going on over here?
- Hey!
- Hey!
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
This is, uh... This is
a quiet neighborhood.
Yeah. It's kind of boring.
I like it.
Okay, tell me.
What excitement
did the day bring you?
Ah.
Well, um...
a guy blew his head
off in a hotel room.
Eww.
Yeah, he did it
in the bathtub...
To cut down on
the mess, I guess...
But, um, it didn't help.
Hmm.
Well, you know, it's
the thought that counts.
[Chuckles]
Strange thing,
though... He, um...
He wrote something on the
motel stationery before he did it.
What?
Just one word... "Liars."
I wonder what he
was referring to.
Yeah, I know. It
could've been anything.
Hmm. Well, was he married?
Didn't have a ring.
I'm sorry. We, um...
We don't have
to talk about work.
We don't have to
figure this out now.
It's okay.
What's the biggest
lie you ever told?
Well, I try to never
lie if I can help it.
That's great.
- Actually, that's a lie.
- Yeah.
[Both laugh]
Okay, let me think
of something here.
Oh, wow. You got
something big cooking.
- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Um...
When I was 11, my
dad hit a dog with his car.
It wasn't my dad's fault.
The dog just ran out, but...
I still lied for him.
Even helped the kid hang
up posters all around town.
Why?
My dad's a drunk.
Your turn.
Um...
Well, I did a lot of
lying for my mom too.
- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
She was a child in the
body of a grown woman.
It's not a lot of fun being
the parent of your parent.
Yeah, tell me about it.
We don't talk anymore,
and they blame me.
Who blames you?
My mother, my brother.
The neighbors.
The whole town,
come to think of it.
And your ex?
What makes you
think I have an ex?
Come on, you're not
the type to be single.
And you're not the
type that cheats.
You wouldn't have called me
if it wasn't over between you.
Hmm.
Whatever it was, it was big.
You're good.
It's my job! [Laughs]
So, what about you?
You, um, divorced?
No.
No, I'm a little different.
I don't do monogamous
relationships.
Never?
No. I know from experience
that they don't work.
Cool. That's, uh...
That's, uh... That's cool.
Wow.
[Both laugh]
You scare easy.
[Moaning ecstatically]
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, my God.
[Moaning continues]
[Stops moaning]
Open your mouth.
Don't.
Shh, shh, shh.
What's in there?
Open your mouth,
you little whore.
Jesus Christ.
Hey.
That's it.
What's wrong? [Laughs]
Hey.
Hey.
No, no. Slow down, slow down.
Listen, I'm sorry.
I got to go.
I'm freezing.
Oh, me too. Let's hurry.
Let's try this one.
- [Door handle clunking]
- Come on.
Jesus.
Bingo.
Yes.
All right, let's see
what we got here.
Kleenex.
Gum.
Registration.
What is all this bullshit?
- [Siren wails]
- Oh, dude! Cop!
Get down, man! Cops!
God, did they see us? Holy shit.
- Dude!
- Dude, calm down.
It's probably just a
friend of your pops.
You sure?
Yeah, just calm...
I'm just nervous.
Hey, man, check this out.
What are you doing?
Oh, my God.
THEO: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Holy shit.
Just run.
[Horns honking,
tires screeching]
Beatrice.
Let me call you a taxi at least.
It's fine. I'll walk.
Come on, don't
walk. It's dangerous.
- And it's raining!
- It's fine!
Hey, stop.
Stop. Come on, look at me.
Hey, stop.
Stay with me.
Look...
I'm sorry.
Okay?
Come on.
Forgive me?
Okay. Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Friends again?
Yeah.
Don't.
Hey, this is what
you care about?
I'm serious. Give it back to me.
Come and get it from me.
BEATRICE: No!
- Oops.
- Fuck!
Fuck.
[Laughing] Oh, ho. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Oh!
Holy shit!
[Groaning]
Oh, my...
[Laughs]
Sorry!
[Laughs]
Ahh.
AUDREY: So this is
the famous cabin, huh?
NICK: Yeah. Hope
it was worth the trip.
AUDREY: I don't know.
You tell me. [Laughs]
NICK: Mmm. Mmm.
I like your style, but I
got to find the key, baby.
AUDREY: [Laughs] Okay, go in.
Go in now. [Laughing]
- I should go.
- I understand.
Well, you got to work
early in the morning, so...
Sure.
I don't want this to be a
15-minute thing either, so...
[Laughs]
Okay.
Call me in the morning.
I can make that work.
You know, your brother and
I are already on the rocks.
This isn't gonna help
our working relationship.
Would anything?
[Moaning ecstatically]
[Cellphone rings]
Don't you dare.
Goddamn it!
No, Nick.
I got to take it.
It might be Theo.
I'm sorry.
Hello?
Hey. Guillaume's
mother just called.
She's looking for him.
Guillaume?
Yeah, he's supposed
to be with Theo,
who's supposed to be with you.
No, Theo said you said he
could stay at Guillaume's house.
Oh, shit.
Jesus, Nick.
All right, look,
I'll take care of it.
I'll put a GPS
trace on his phone.
I'm sorry.
Theo.
We got to go.
Hey, you little hog.
Oh, man.
Oh, shit!
NICK: Guillaume!
- Dad?
- Give me that.
Brandy? You got
to be kidding me.
You should bring him home.
Yeah. Hold that.
Get up.
I'm very disappointed
in you, son.
Very disappointed in you.
[Laughing] You drinking this...
What's wrong with you?
[Retching]
There you go. Get it out.
There you go. That's it.
[Coughs]
Get it out.
There you go.
Feel better?
That's what happens
when you steal brandy
from your dad's cabinet.
Not so much fun, is it?
Am I going away?
NICK: No, you're not going away.
I think this counts
as time served, son.
You don't have to stay.
Ah, just let him sleep.
I'll stay here on the couch and
take him home in the morning.
No, it's okay. I can keep him.
What about work?
Turns out I have tomorrow off.
And how did you swing that?
THEO: [Coughs]
Mom!
- I'll get it.
- No. I'll get it.
Coffee?
Yeah. Thanks.
There you go.
How's Theo?
Ahh...
He's still sleeping it off.
What are we gonna
do about him, Nick?
It was bound to
happen sooner or later.
It's not the end of the world.
It's not that he got
drunk. He lied to us.
Yeah, well, I'm not ready
to push him away right now.
He's been through a lot already.
We all have.
This was supposed to
be your weekend with him.
He didn't want to leave town.
So you went up to
the cabin by yourself?
Yeah.
Look, I'll punish him.
No practice for a month.
No practice, no games.
You got it.
[Laughs]
It's not funny, man.
You got to admit,
it is a little bit funny.
Stupid bitch.
Paramedics are crazy.
Do you ever think that maybe
you just have bad taste in women?
Now I got to tell
Houle what happened.
Well, you know, I know a
guy who works for the city.
He might be able to
pull that grate for you.
That is, if your gun isn't
already in the St. Lawrence.
BEN: The mayor
hasn't come in yet.
Yeah, he's not coming back.
Well, I'm gonna issue a warrant.
Got the citation.
Forget it. It's not worth it.
The guy blew over.
It was just over the line.
If we issue a warrant, the
media's gonna be all over this,
over that rent boy in the car.
The guy's got a wife and kids.
You really want
to ruin his life?
Is that your thing?
All right, fine. Forget it.
GENDRON: Tactical squad?
Is this what you want?
I just want to know
if it's an option.
Of course it's an option.
Obviously, you can shoot,
and you're not an
asshole for the most part.
Thank you, sir.
That's notwithstanding
your failure to report
the hostage
situation with Barron.
However...
I went out of my way
to keep you on this shift
because you wanted to
make it work with Barron.
So, what is it?
Is this just a
stepping-stone for you?
No, sir.
Good.
So there's nothing to discuss.
Maybe someday down the road.
Thank you, sir.
All right, pal.
We'll be right back, okay?
We had to pull a lot of strings
to get your friend in here.
I mean, this place has a wait
list that you wouldn't believe.
It looks nice.
Laval's nice.
Maybe you should
think about moving.
The future's here.
I'm sure it is.
Who is he to you, anyway?
If you don't mind me asking.
My partner.
So...
Keys.
Right.
- See ya.
- See ya.
DISPATCHER: 19-2, are you there?
19-2.
Tactical is staging an
operation at 1226 Nazareth.
We need all available
units to assist at 1300 hours.
- What is it?
- You'll be briefed on site.
What's the 20?
Give us that 20 again.
1226 Nazareth.
- You got that?
- I got that.
I don't see shit except shit.
It's gone?
It might be down
there. It might not.
I'd have to pull the
whole grate to find out,
and then it might be long gone.
How long will that take?
It's no, uh, small job.
Our friend Nick says you
want to keep this on the DL?
How much?
Well, just the union
wage for a few hours' work.
1,000 bucks?
HOULE: J.M. and Vince
are on the south side.
Tyler, I need you to
lock it up with them.
- TYLER: Yes, sir.
- NICK: What's happening?
Once we get the
go-ahead from tactical,
I need you guys to lock up
the north end of the perimeter,
corner of Inspecteur
and William.
It's exactly three
blocks in that direction.
That address, what is it?
A house, an
apartment? What is it?
It's a big old brick
shithouse. You can't miss it.
- Well, who we going after?
- We are not going after anybody.
We're holding perimeter
till tactical does their thing.
Wait for my word.
[Indistinct talking]
MAN: Who was the
driver on that job?
- Hey, guys...
- Let's go.
MAN: Come on, come on.
DISPATCHER: We'll have a
car come in from Ville d'Anjou
and you guys will be on standby.
Officer?
I was looking for
Sergeant Houle.
Well, he's out on a raid.
Can I help you?
[Sighs]
Be kind of nice to know
what we're getting into here.
I guess they figured
we didn't need to know.
HOULE: Team one is a
go. Repeat, team one is a go.
Team one, are we all clear?
[Gunfire]
Team one?
Shots fired.
All 19 cars into
position right now.
Go, go, go, go.
[Sirens wailing]
We have two armed
suspects inside, possibly more.
- [Gunshots]
- NICK: Shit.
Jesus Christ,
they've got us pinned.
What the hell's going on?
Where's that backup?
We need fire and ambulance, now!
NICK: Oh! Sh...
Christ!
HOULE: You can stay
back. Hold position.
Hold the perimeter!
[Slow instrumental music plays]
What the hell happened?
The place was booby-trapped.
Guys inside started shooting.
We got... We got cops down.
Wait. What are you saying?
I don't know.
Just hold the perimeter.
What the hell happened in there?
Someone fucked up.
You're pissing away your best
years on patrol. You know that.
You should be frigging tactical.
- It's strange.
- What?
NICK: Gendron blocking
your transfer to nights.
It's like he's going out of
his way to keep you on me.
It was just a thing,
Izzy, all right?
- It's over.
- Whatever, Nick. It's your life.
You asked me to
leave, Izzy, remember?
Are those two separated or not?
Define "separated."
TYLER: Bear went out and
got herself a foxy paramedic.
BEN: Oh, really?
You know paramedics are like
a whole nother species, right?
- Hi.
- Hi.
NICK: She's my sister.
No, man, she's way too cute.
- Nice to meet you, Ben Chartier.
- And you too.
OFFICER ON RADIO: 33-6...
We just spotted two individuals.
Black males. They're
running down the stairs.
Oh! Fuck, it's freezing.
- Get my egg rolls?
- Yeah, should be in there.
All right.
Oh, smells great.
Oh, shit.
[Siren wails]
19-2... We're in pursuit of
a pale-green Chrysler 300
on la Gauchetière.
9X3 C2L.
Richard Roche from Laval.
Christ.
What?
It's the mayor of Laval.
Let me handle this.
Can you kill the engine, please?
Gentlemen, you gave me a fright.
NICK: We're gonna need
you to shut your engine off, sir.
Of course. What's the issue?
Well, your vehicle ran
a red going 70 in a 40,
you apparently changed
lanes in the intersection,
and you're not
wearing your seat belt.
Those would be the issues.
ROCHE: Well, I was
just moving my vehicle
off the street to a parking lot.
Have you had anything
to drink tonight?
We had a couple of
glasses of wine at dinner.
That's why I was moving
my car to a parking lot,
so I could leave it overnight.
I'm gonna need to see your
license and registration, sir.
I only went two blocks.
It doesn't matter.
ROCHE: I was trying
to do the right thing here.
[Groans]
NICK: All right,
I'm gonna need you
to step out of the
vehicle, please, sir.
ROCHE: You know, I could,
uh... I could leave it right here
and pick it up first
thing in the morning.
No problem.
I'm afraid that's
not how it works.
Christ, I had a couple of
drinks over an hour ago,
and I was just moving
it to a parking lot
so I wouldn't have to drive.
NICK: I need you to give
me one full blow, okay?
I'm getting shit for
doing the right thing?
For telling the truth?
Are you gonna make
me ask you again? Huh?
We've got plenty of room
in the vehicle, all right?
Now, blow.
BEN: Hey!
It's okay. Leave it.
Your friend's fast.
He got a name?
Eh, just a friend.
Just a friend.
Well, if you don't blow,
your night's gonna get
a whole lot worse, okay?
- Now, blow.
- Okay, okay.
[Blowing]
Harder. Harder, harder, harder.
- Come on.
- [Beeps]
Seems like you've had
more than a couple glasses.
You know who I am, correct?
Sure. I've seen you on the news.
So I would bet we have
a lot of friends in common.
I bet we do.
ROCHE: Officer Barron.
This is one of those moments...
that could affect
the rest of your life
for worse or for better.
[Gunshot]
That wasn't far off.
Maybe a block or two.
19-2 reporting possible shots
fired near Haig and Marseille.
19-2, stand by.
Confirmed, yes, shots
fired. Motel Le Marquis.
You guys are closest.
All right, we're on it.
What do we do with him?
You heard it. We got to take it.
Well, seems like this
is your lucky night.
No, we can't let him go.
All right, wait here.
You can get your keys from
Station 19 in the morning.
- We'll deal with you then.
- Yes, yes. Of course.
Thank you, gentlemen.
- Wait, I need my house keys!
- [Siren wails]
[Siren wailing]
WOMAN: Copy, 19-2.
Backup's here.
BEN: Last door on your right.
Hey, hey! Get back inside.
Hey, I got every
right to film you.
- Get back inside.
- Hey!
Guys, stay inside, please.
NICK: Police! You okay in there?
Police!
Ready?
Good.
NICK: Police!
Gun on the floor.
Clear.
It's clear, guys.
Copy.
Look.
MAN: Are you up,
man? I can't hear you.
Get a radio check.
I'm not picking up over here.
MAN #2: Well, probably
because the generator.
God, man. We're
gonna be here all night.
I thought only horses
could sleep standing up.
I wasn't asleep.
MAN: Turn to Channel 4.
- Got everything you need there?
- Not yet.
Did you happen to film the guy
that was staying there
before the gunshot?
No. Why would I do that?
Would have been helpful.
Can you please
put that down, sir?
No.
Let me get your badge
number real quick.
Coolio.
Gotcha.
BEN: When my dad was a
teenager, he worked at a sawmill,
just ripping bark off the logs.
He'd stand on this platform.
It was about
shoulder-width apart,
right over top of the saw.
10 hours a day.
He saw a guy fall asleep
on his feet one time.
Lost both his legs and an arm.
That's a very interesting
yet depressing story,
but I wasn't asleep.
I was thinking.
About what?
That I'm glad I don't
work in a sawmill.
Jeez, how about the mayor?
Guy should buy a lottery ticket.
Yeah.
Yeah, don't worry.
He'll show up tomorrow.
What's taking
these guys so long?
What, are they walking?
MAN: That's great.
That's a great thing.
WOMAN ON P.A.: Officer Tremblay,
you're requested in room 206.
- Isabelle.
- Sir.
I, um, saw your exam.
Really? And?
Well, I'm not supposed
to tell you, but...
Don't even...
Top five percentile.
Bravo.
I'm sure you'll ace
the interview too.
I hope so.
It's Monday morning, but I'm
scheduled the whole weekend.
Where are you heading now?
Possible suicide,
Motel Le Marquis.
- Oh. Fun.
- Mm.
Hey, how about
this is your last call?
But I'm on the schedule, though.
I'll get someone to
cover. Take the weekend.
Thanks.
See, um,
the interview, it's a
big charade, right?
But it's important.
The brass needs to be assured
you're not gonna make
their lives any more difficult.
Of course.
They just want their own ideas
bounced back at them, all right?
So... So don't get fancy.
Okay. Gotcha.
All right, so, uh, call
me if you, uh, want to
run it through or anything.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Thank you.
Great. Finally.
Sorry. I got held up.
Yeah, well, knock yourself out.
Hey.
Thanks for taking
Theo this weekend.
Yeah, no sweat.
I'm gonna take him
up north, to the cabin.
Good luck with that.
What? He loves it up there.
He's all yours.
Could Detective Turgeon
please come to the
examination room 2B?
[Door buzzes]
Hey, don't move.
Stay there!
Got him?
Hey. Have a nice weekend, man.
Hey.
You good?
Yeah, why?
You need an escort to
your car or something?
Fuck off.
Well, just tell me if I need
to be worried about you.
You don't need to
be worried about me.
All right.
- Have a good weekend.
- You too.
[Door closes]
Hey.
Hey. You heading
out this weekend?
Yeah, I got my son.
Heading up to the cabin.
Male bonding. That's too bad.
I'll see ya.
Is he your boyfriend?
Shut up.
Hey. Mayor come
in for his keys yet?
No, not yet.
He's probably still
shitting his pants
'cause of his
little dinner date.
Who, Usain Bolt?
He wasn't black.
- Officer Barron?
- Yeah.
Hi. I'm Richard
Roche's assistant.
I'm here to collect his keys.
Well, the mayor can come
down and collect them himself.
He apologizes, but he's got
an extremely busy day today.
Well, he still faces a citation
for driving while intoxicated.
Of course.
I mean, this is a delicate
matter for everybody involved.
And rather than kick up a fuss
with your sergeant
and your commander,
we'd prefer to clear
this up with you directly.
Sure, rather than
use up all your favors.
You tell me, officer...
How do we make this right?
If your boss doesn't
come in, in person,
and sign off on the citation,
we'll be forced to
put out a warrant.
Ma'am.
[Mechanical whirring]
Jeez.
Perfect score. Don't
see that too often.
Well, it better be good.
I've been shooting
my whole life.
Yeah?
Oh, man.
My dad had me cleaning
his rifle before I could walk.
You, uh, ever thought
about going tactical?
I mean, you got
rock-star potential.
Yeah, I've thought about it.
Well, if you want, I could
write you up a reference,
pass it along.
To who? Houle?
No, Gendron.
[Beep, mechanical whirring]
That's how shit gets
done around here.
You gonna guard me or what? Huh?
- Shut up.
- Okay.
4-2.
See, that's what they
call making it rain, son.
- I can make it rain too.
- You gonna make it rain too?
- I can make it rain too.
- Make it rain, then.
Let's see what you got.
Come on, man, play defense.
Oh! Oh, foul, foul.
- Ooh!
- That's not a foul.
Not a foul?
All right, 5-2.
How come I have to go
up to the cottage tonight?
Because I want to go,
and it'll be fun. That's why.
Come on.
If you want to go
so bad, you can go.
I could stay here.
Ha ha. Nice try.
Come on, being one with
nature will be good for you.
Besides, it'll
only take an hour.
We'll be up there in no time.
A little quality father-son time
would be good for both of us.
Don't you think? Huh?
Can we at least go tomorrow?
I told Guillaume I was
gonna go to his house tonight.
Nope.
Tell you what...
You make that shot,
you get to decide.
- All right.
- No, no, no, no, no.
From where you were.
Whatever.
Ain't making it easy on you.
- Ah!
- That's bullshit!
It was gonna go
in. You just cheated.
If you don't agree to the
rules, don't cry about it.
Whatever.
Annoying.
Okay, okay.
You can go to Guillaume's
tonight, but no sleepover.
We're hitting the road
first thing in the morning.
Thanks, Dad.
All right. Go on.
Oh, he gets through!
Oh, hey!
Superstar. 5-3.
[Cellphone chimes]
[Sighs]
What's with the backpack?
I just talked to Mom.
She said I can go over
to Guillaume's tonight.
She said so, did she?
Yeah.
I'll be back first
thing in the morning.
I promise.
Go on.
Thanks, Dad.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Have fun.
I will.
Bye, Dad.
[Door closes]
What's the matter
with you, girl?
You bring a hot date to
the bar and then ditch her?
BEATRICE: I think she's
doing just fine on her own.
Yeah. Ohh, it's my turn now.
Mm-hmm.
NICK: You know,
don't get comfortable.
TYLER: Mm. That's
what they all say.
Not at all.
Here we go. Ready? Another one.
Down the hatch, baby.
Whoo!
Hey, Bear. Come on, babe.
Looks like I got to catch up.
- That's right.
- Oh, yes, you do.
What are you doing?! Get up!
This round's on me. Come on.
- More tequila please.
- You're pathetic, rookie!
[Cellphone rings]
Hello?
- [Rock music playing]
- BEN: Hey, uh, Amélie.
It's... It's Ben.
Hey, Ben. What's up?
Where are you?
- [Rock music playing]
- I'm... I'm fine.
How are you?
Oh, you know, working late.
J.M.: Yeah! Love this song.
Oh, uh, sorry. I-I can, um...
I-I can call you... I
can call you back.
It's fine. No. No, no,
no. I'm glad you called.
Sorry?
Nothing. What's up?
Uh, so, listen,
I-I was wondering
if... if you might be free for
lunch or something tomorrow.
No, actually, I got to be
back on shift early tomorrow.
Okay, okay. No problem.
That's, uh... That's fine.
Anyway, I just thought
I'd call and say hi.
Well, how about
my place in an hour?
Uh, did you hear me?
I, uh... I did that time.
Yes, um...
Yeah, that... that sounds good.
I'll... I'll see you at
your place in an hour.
Okay. I'm gonna
text you the address.
Okay. Bye.
What?!
LAURA: Help me up.
I don't know what you're
doing, but you're doing it.
- Ready?
- Whoo!
That's it. Good. That's
good. Yeah? [Laughs]
That's not how
normal people drink.
- This is gonna be weird.
- Shut up. Do it.
Oh, yes. I had a dream
about this last night.
- Oh, yeah.
- I remember this.
Oh, thank you, God.
Yes!
Did you see this? [Laughs]
Oh, I love you two.
All right, Marie, shots!
Want to get out of here?
Sure.
Can we go to your cottage?
No, I got to pick up
Theo in the morning.
We can come back.
It's romantic.
Oh, you're a genius, Bear.
[Laughs]
Yeah? Yeah?
I'll wait for you outside.
Discreet.
What's going on over here?
- Hey!
- Hey!
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
This is, uh... This is
a quiet neighborhood.
Yeah. It's kind of boring.
I like it.
Okay, tell me.
What excitement
did the day bring you?
Ah.
Well, um...
a guy blew his head
off in a hotel room.
Eww.
Yeah, he did it
in the bathtub...
To cut down on
the mess, I guess...
But, um, it didn't help.
Hmm.
Well, you know, it's
the thought that counts.
[Chuckles]
Strange thing,
though... He, um...
He wrote something on the
motel stationery before he did it.
What?
Just one word... "Liars."
I wonder what he
was referring to.
Yeah, I know. It
could've been anything.
Hmm. Well, was he married?
Didn't have a ring.
I'm sorry. We, um...
We don't have
to talk about work.
We don't have to
figure this out now.
It's okay.
What's the biggest
lie you ever told?
Well, I try to never
lie if I can help it.
That's great.
- Actually, that's a lie.
- Yeah.
[Both laugh]
Okay, let me think
of something here.
Oh, wow. You got
something big cooking.
- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
Okay.
Um...
When I was 11, my
dad hit a dog with his car.
It wasn't my dad's fault.
The dog just ran out, but...
I still lied for him.
Even helped the kid hang
up posters all around town.
Why?
My dad's a drunk.
Your turn.
Um...
Well, I did a lot of
lying for my mom too.
- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
She was a child in the
body of a grown woman.
It's not a lot of fun being
the parent of your parent.
Yeah, tell me about it.
We don't talk anymore,
and they blame me.
Who blames you?
My mother, my brother.
The neighbors.
The whole town,
come to think of it.
And your ex?
What makes you
think I have an ex?
Come on, you're not
the type to be single.
And you're not the
type that cheats.
You wouldn't have called me
if it wasn't over between you.
Hmm.
Whatever it was, it was big.
You're good.
It's my job! [Laughs]
So, what about you?
You, um, divorced?
No.
No, I'm a little different.
I don't do monogamous
relationships.
Never?
No. I know from experience
that they don't work.
Cool. That's, uh...
That's, uh... That's cool.
Wow.
[Both laugh]
You scare easy.
[Moaning ecstatically]
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
Oh, my God.
[Moaning continues]
[Stops moaning]
Open your mouth.
Don't.
Shh, shh, shh.
What's in there?
Open your mouth,
you little whore.
Jesus Christ.
Hey.
That's it.
What's wrong? [Laughs]
Hey.
Hey.
No, no. Slow down, slow down.
Listen, I'm sorry.
I got to go.
I'm freezing.
Oh, me too. Let's hurry.
Let's try this one.
- [Door handle clunking]
- Come on.
Jesus.
Bingo.
Yes.
All right, let's see
what we got here.
Kleenex.
Gum.
Registration.
What is all this bullshit?
- [Siren wails]
- Oh, dude! Cop!
Get down, man! Cops!
God, did they see us? Holy shit.
- Dude!
- Dude, calm down.
It's probably just a
friend of your pops.
You sure?
Yeah, just calm...
I'm just nervous.
Hey, man, check this out.
What are you doing?
Oh, my God.
THEO: Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Holy shit.
Just run.
[Horns honking,
tires screeching]
Beatrice.
Let me call you a taxi at least.
It's fine. I'll walk.
Come on, don't
walk. It's dangerous.
- And it's raining!
- It's fine!
Hey, stop.
Stop. Come on, look at me.
Hey, stop.
Stay with me.
Look...
I'm sorry.
Okay?
Come on.
Forgive me?
Okay. Okay.
Okay. Okay.
Friends again?
Yeah.
Don't.
Hey, this is what
you care about?
I'm serious. Give it back to me.
Come and get it from me.
BEATRICE: No!
- Oops.
- Fuck!
Fuck.
[Laughing] Oh, ho. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Oh!
Holy shit!
[Groaning]
Oh, my...
[Laughs]
Sorry!
[Laughs]
Ahh.
AUDREY: So this is
the famous cabin, huh?
NICK: Yeah. Hope
it was worth the trip.
AUDREY: I don't know.
You tell me. [Laughs]
NICK: Mmm. Mmm.
I like your style, but I
got to find the key, baby.
AUDREY: [Laughs] Okay, go in.
Go in now. [Laughing]
- I should go.
- I understand.
Well, you got to work
early in the morning, so...
Sure.
I don't want this to be a
15-minute thing either, so...
[Laughs]
Okay.
Call me in the morning.
I can make that work.
You know, your brother and
I are already on the rocks.
This isn't gonna help
our working relationship.
Would anything?
[Moaning ecstatically]
[Cellphone rings]
Don't you dare.
Goddamn it!
No, Nick.
I got to take it.
It might be Theo.
I'm sorry.
Hello?
Hey. Guillaume's
mother just called.
She's looking for him.
Guillaume?
Yeah, he's supposed
to be with Theo,
who's supposed to be with you.
No, Theo said you said he
could stay at Guillaume's house.
Oh, shit.
Jesus, Nick.
All right, look,
I'll take care of it.
I'll put a GPS
trace on his phone.
I'm sorry.
Theo.
We got to go.
Hey, you little hog.
Oh, man.
Oh, shit!
NICK: Guillaume!
- Dad?
- Give me that.
Brandy? You got
to be kidding me.
You should bring him home.
Yeah. Hold that.
Get up.
I'm very disappointed
in you, son.
Very disappointed in you.
[Laughing] You drinking this...
What's wrong with you?
[Retching]
There you go. Get it out.
There you go. That's it.
[Coughs]
Get it out.
There you go.
Feel better?
That's what happens
when you steal brandy
from your dad's cabinet.
Not so much fun, is it?
Am I going away?
NICK: No, you're not going away.
I think this counts
as time served, son.
You don't have to stay.
Ah, just let him sleep.
I'll stay here on the couch and
take him home in the morning.
No, it's okay. I can keep him.
What about work?
Turns out I have tomorrow off.
And how did you swing that?
THEO: [Coughs]
Mom!
- I'll get it.
- No. I'll get it.
Coffee?
Yeah. Thanks.
There you go.
How's Theo?
Ahh...
He's still sleeping it off.
What are we gonna
do about him, Nick?
It was bound to
happen sooner or later.
It's not the end of the world.
It's not that he got
drunk. He lied to us.
Yeah, well, I'm not ready
to push him away right now.
He's been through a lot already.
We all have.
This was supposed to
be your weekend with him.
He didn't want to leave town.
So you went up to
the cabin by yourself?
Yeah.
Look, I'll punish him.
No practice for a month.
No practice, no games.
You got it.
[Laughs]
It's not funny, man.
You got to admit,
it is a little bit funny.
Stupid bitch.
Paramedics are crazy.
Do you ever think that maybe
you just have bad taste in women?
Now I got to tell
Houle what happened.
Well, you know, I know a
guy who works for the city.
He might be able to
pull that grate for you.
That is, if your gun isn't
already in the St. Lawrence.
BEN: The mayor
hasn't come in yet.
Yeah, he's not coming back.
Well, I'm gonna issue a warrant.
Got the citation.
Forget it. It's not worth it.
The guy blew over.
It was just over the line.
If we issue a warrant, the
media's gonna be all over this,
over that rent boy in the car.
The guy's got a wife and kids.
You really want
to ruin his life?
Is that your thing?
All right, fine. Forget it.
GENDRON: Tactical squad?
Is this what you want?
I just want to know
if it's an option.
Of course it's an option.
Obviously, you can shoot,
and you're not an
asshole for the most part.
Thank you, sir.
That's notwithstanding
your failure to report
the hostage
situation with Barron.
However...
I went out of my way
to keep you on this shift
because you wanted to
make it work with Barron.
So, what is it?
Is this just a
stepping-stone for you?
No, sir.
Good.
So there's nothing to discuss.
Maybe someday down the road.
Thank you, sir.
All right, pal.
We'll be right back, okay?
We had to pull a lot of strings
to get your friend in here.
I mean, this place has a wait
list that you wouldn't believe.
It looks nice.
Laval's nice.
Maybe you should
think about moving.
The future's here.
I'm sure it is.
Who is he to you, anyway?
If you don't mind me asking.
My partner.
So...
Keys.
Right.
- See ya.
- See ya.
DISPATCHER: 19-2, are you there?
19-2.
Tactical is staging an
operation at 1226 Nazareth.
We need all available
units to assist at 1300 hours.
- What is it?
- You'll be briefed on site.
What's the 20?
Give us that 20 again.
1226 Nazareth.
- You got that?
- I got that.
I don't see shit except shit.
It's gone?
It might be down
there. It might not.
I'd have to pull the
whole grate to find out,
and then it might be long gone.
How long will that take?
It's no, uh, small job.
Our friend Nick says you
want to keep this on the DL?
How much?
Well, just the union
wage for a few hours' work.
1,000 bucks?
HOULE: J.M. and Vince
are on the south side.
Tyler, I need you to
lock it up with them.
- TYLER: Yes, sir.
- NICK: What's happening?
Once we get the
go-ahead from tactical,
I need you guys to lock up
the north end of the perimeter,
corner of Inspecteur
and William.
It's exactly three
blocks in that direction.
That address, what is it?
A house, an
apartment? What is it?
It's a big old brick
shithouse. You can't miss it.
- Well, who we going after?
- We are not going after anybody.
We're holding perimeter
till tactical does their thing.
Wait for my word.
[Indistinct talking]
MAN: Who was the
driver on that job?
- Hey, guys...
- Let's go.
MAN: Come on, come on.
DISPATCHER: We'll have a
car come in from Ville d'Anjou
and you guys will be on standby.
Officer?
I was looking for
Sergeant Houle.
Well, he's out on a raid.
Can I help you?
[Sighs]
Be kind of nice to know
what we're getting into here.
I guess they figured
we didn't need to know.
HOULE: Team one is a
go. Repeat, team one is a go.
Team one, are we all clear?
[Gunfire]
Team one?
Shots fired.
All 19 cars into
position right now.
Go, go, go, go.
[Sirens wailing]
We have two armed
suspects inside, possibly more.
- [Gunshots]
- NICK: Shit.
Jesus Christ,
they've got us pinned.
What the hell's going on?
Where's that backup?
We need fire and ambulance, now!
NICK: Oh! Sh...
Christ!
HOULE: You can stay
back. Hold position.
Hold the perimeter!
[Slow instrumental music plays]
What the hell happened?
The place was booby-trapped.
Guys inside started shooting.
We got... We got cops down.
Wait. What are you saying?
I don't know.
Just hold the perimeter.
What the hell happened in there?
Someone fucked up.