19-2 (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 8 - Babylon - full transcript

Previously on "19-2"...

- It's my wife. We need you.
- Where is she?

Sir, this isn't right.

You are gonna have
to pack everything up,

otherwise you're
gonna lose it all.

No.

- Fuck you!
- Get the knife!

Get the knife, Tyler!

19-2. We have a
civilian casualty.

There's no pulse.

My daughter hasn't
come home in three days.



How old is she?

She's 16.

We've connected
someone to the mole directly.

His name's Antony Tremblay.

He's got a thing about kids.

128 gigs of this shit.

And he's gonna walk.

Fuck that.

We shouldn't have picked him up.

You don't know what happened.

Are you okay?

Bullshit.

Do you think I'm
ever gonna trust you?

You fuckers think
you're in charge here?



Let me tell you how
things are gonna play...

What the fuck did you do?

Yo, he gave us no choice.

It was either him or us.

That's the way it
was going down.

It's fucking murder, Kaz.

No, not murder.

This pervert committed suicide.

I don't do him, they're
coming for both of us.

These people don't fuck around.

Look. I'm gonna wipe
down the place, all right?

You can take off. I got it.

- No. We'll do it together.
- I said I got it, man.

All right?

Hey.

We all right?

No, Kaz. We're done.

You all right?

Yeah.

I need a shower.

Sorry. This road is blocked.

Residents only.
Please use Wellington.

Thank you.

- Just go the other way, sir.
- Thank you, ma'am.

Hey! Hey!

Go, go, go!

Hey! Quit fooling
around over there!

Get away from that
car! It's dangerous!

Bite me!

- This place is all screwed up.
- Get the fuck out, pigs!

- Look at these pricks.
- This is our building here!

Any excuse to exploit a tragedy.

- Suck it!
- Assholes.

How long we got to wait

to start cleaning
these idiots out, Sarge?

That's up to intervention.

The longer we wait,
the tougher it's gonna be.

They're digging in right now.

What are they doing?

Shit. They're stealing power.

- We got to get this done, Sarge.
- It's not our call.

You see this?
They're stealing power.

Hey! Are you deaf?

Get away from the car!

Get away!

These kids.

Go, go! Go get him!

Get him!

Get him!

- You son of a bitch!
- Shit.

You're a dog killer!

Holster your weapon. You okay?

- Yeah.
- You killed a dog.

You killed a dog?
What's wrong with you?

- Hey! Everybody back!
- Ma'am, back up. Back.

Everybody back
up, please. Back up.

Back up, please.
Everything's safe now.

You okay?

We appreciate your cooperation.

Ma'am, if you could
back up, please.

Thank you. Just
back up, everybody.

It's secure.

It's all right. We
appreciate your cooperation.

Thank you for
backing up. That's it.

- Back up, sir.
- Back up.

- Back up, sir.
- Back it up, guys.

Back it up, people.

Killers!

Killers!

Killers!

Copy, 19-2.

You know, I've been thinking.

About him.

What about him?

I mean, who could mess
with the evidence room?

Who could use my log-in data?

Nobody like you and me.

Doesn't make it him.

I'm thinking maybe it's not a
coincidence we ran into Tremblay

when we were
looking for his daughter.

Tremblay was found with
a bunch of kiddie porn.

He even had a kid with
him when we first saw him.

Maybe that's what
he's got on the mole.

Pimping kids to him.

So now I'm thinking about
the commander's daughter.

- Sandrine?
- Yeah.

Kid's all messed up,
angry at her father.

Maybe he did something to her.

Jesus.

We need to find out.

All units... full riot gear.

Ready to move out in five.

Let's go, people.

The coroner ruled it accidental.

I just don't see why we'd
let a bunch of kids dictate...

All right. Thanks.

Yes. Eviction units
armed, just in case.

Yes. Thank you.

- We've got a problem.
- Sir?

We're getting
killed in the media.

We need to change
the conversation.

Yeah, the dog. I just heard.

And the accidental
death... Favreau.

She fell on her own
knife. How is that our fault?

Turns out she was
a mental patient.

Now she's being
portrayed as a victim,

and we got the Black
Bloc trying to be martyrs.

We need to control the
story before we evict them.

Put Tyler on admin?

No. Wrong message.

She had a juvie record.

Attacked a policeman
when she was 17.

That's sealed.

It could leak.

Is that really necessary?

Not my idea.

All right. Listen up.

The people in there have
only one thing on their minds...

They want to make
us look like assholes.

We're not gonna let them.

Once they get here,
intervention is running the show.

They will remove
protesters from the building.

We're just here
to provide support.

If you need to hold
anyone... Main floor.

But only intervention brings
them out onto the street.

- Are we clear on that?
- Yes, sir.

Yeah, yeah. Don't bruise
the merchandise. We got it.

Do we know if there
are squatters in there?

Operating assumption is yes.

Not everyone will be Black
Bloc, so use your heads.

- Oh, shit!
- Aw, shit.

- Take that piss-face!
- I'm coming for you, asshole!

Yeah, you come up, prick!

Come down here and
do that, you piece of shit!

- I'll find you, man!
- Fuck you!

- Come get some more!
- Get down here!

We're coming for you, assholes.

Go get cleaned up.

- Come up and get us!
- God!

What the hell?

- We're on hold.
- Yes, I know.

No. It's not happening today.

- Intervention's been called off.
- What the hell?

They're locking down in there
while we sit around and wait.

Hey, it's not up to me.

The department's
decided to let it wait.

- Until when?
- Not today.

All right. Change of plans.

Gear down. It's not
happening today.

- Try it!
- Sarge, man.

Come on up, pigs!

Where you going?!

- So what's going on?
- Politics.

The department's afraid
of another bad headline

too soon after the last one.

They put me on it.

Since when do they have
you on media relations?

I guess since we started
killing dogs and crazy ladies.

I'm the new face of fucking up.

Who do these
idiots think they are?

Shame on you, killers!

They think they're
bringing justice for the dead.

Shame on you!

It wasn't your fault.

This is your handiwork, man.

I'll be fine.

It's all part of the job, right?

Come in.

Good morning, sir.

I just wanted to, um, follow
up about... about your daughter.

What about her?

Is, uh... is
everything cool there?

She's an addict.

Y-Yes, sir. I understand that.

I just, uh...

Um, I don't know.

I-I just wanted to offer
any help that I could.

What kind of help?

I could talk to her.

Mm.

No, I, um...

I-I don't think so.

But... thanks for your concern.

Okay.

What's going on, Sarge? How
long we gonna be doing this?

- They're coming.
- The question is when.

Ours is not to reason why.

Stop complaining, guys.
Yesterday we were freezing.

- Everything okay?
- I'm looking for my wife.

I can't find her.

All right. When was the
last time you seen her?

At the shelter.

She... But she wants
to come back here.

If she gets... If she gets
lost, it's... She's not safe.

All right. All right.

- So you haven't seen her today?
- No. No. No.

Not since last night.

Someone took our
TV from the shelter.

All right. We'll find her.

Can't find his wife.
She went missing.

Yeah. I remember your wife.

Do you...

Actually, what was
her name again?

Um, Lena Dumoulin.

Do you have a
recent picture of her?

Mm.

It's from before,

but she doesn't really
look the s... the same any...

Let's go, folks!

Joseph, Hamelin, let's go!

All right. You two
watch the street.

Yes, sir.

We need four volunteers
to support inside.

Uh, Nick, Ben, J.M.,
Audrey, follow him.

Group!

Two! One!

Move!

Group!

My left!

Quick march!

Killers!

Killers! Killers! Killers!

Killers! Killers!

Killers! Killers!

Police!

Clear!

- Police!
- Police!

Get out of here!
Cover the left side!

Get out of here, man!

Monty, watch my back!

We'll hold people right here!

Are you okay?

- All right. Line 'em up.
- Stand against the wall.

Come over here. Right here.

Hold all arrestees
on the first floor.

Hold position.

All right. Turn
around for me, please.

You have anything on
you? Anything sharp?

I'm trying to help you here.
Hands in front of you, please.

It fucking stinks in here.

Those are their toilets.

Ugh.

Center the door.

We oppose the murder
of Valerie Favreau

and demand the police be
held accountable for their actions!

Line it up!

They rezoned this whole
block without a public hearing!

- That shit's illegal.
- Hands behind your back!

We stand for the
rights of the poor

and demand public housing
be made available for...

Fuck!

What did I do?! What
the fuck did I do?!

Hands behind your back!

Put a bow tie on him!

That's police brutality!

Say hello to the
camera, big man!

Start here and then walk out.

All right. We're on it.

Any weapons?

Am I gonna find anything on you?

It's just us now.
How about that?

Hey, hey. Relax.
Relax. I got it.

Not your problem!

You heard him.
He said we got this.

Take them downstairs.

Let's go.

19-12, confirm your location.

I got him. I got him.

Aren't you gonna say thank you?

- Fuck you.
- Close enough.

Over here.

Bringing out second group now.

Keep coming.

Get your hands off
of me, you fucking pig.

Radio will support flyover.

- We should be in there.
- No skin off my nose.

Let intervention
clean that shit up.

What the hell is that?

We have a robbery in progress...

Wellington and Charest.

Shit.

We can cut through
there. Come on.

Oh, shit.

Move your ass.

Police! Coming through!

Over here on the right.

Hey!

Halt!

Stop it right there! Drop it!

- Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
- I said stop right there!

- Drop it! Drop it!
- Drop it!

Hands! Show me your hands!

- Hands.
- Get over here.

Now.

- Hands in front.
- Bullshit!

In the front.

Hold it right there. What
do you think you're doing?

TV is mine.

- Yeah. I'll take that.
- No!

Wait. W-What...
What are you doing?

Lena... Lena?

Hey, hey, hey. Whoa,
whoa, whoa! What's going on?

TV is mine.

Hey, listen. I know this
lady. She's not looting, okay?

- Zero tolerance on looting.
- Take it easy, bro.

I'm telling you I
know this lady.

I think she's
saying it's her TV.

- Work it out downtown.
- Listen.

No, you listen to me.
Zero tolerance on looting.

This is not your
fucking show, okay?

- Back off.
- What are you doing?!

All right! All right!
All right! All right!

- Lena, it's gonna be okay!
- It's okay.

- Lena!
- It's all right.

It's gonna be okay.

You sold it!

It's true, what she said.

What'd she say?

I pawned her TV.

19-4, what's the story?

We needed the cash.

Got looters at a pawn shop.

We made three arrests.
Intervention made another.

It's okay.

You two!

All right. Wake up.

We need you to get
out of the building.

No! No!

Team 7, regroup on main floor.

Copy. Team 7 on main floor.

There's buckets of
shit all over this place.

This one's yours.

All right, sir. Let's
shut her down.

I-I'm cooking dinner.

Well, you're not gonna be
eating here tonight, so let's go.

I live here.

This is the only food I got.

My last supper.

So if you don't mind...

Hey. Shut the burner off.

Let's go. We ain't
got time for this.

Come on. Come on. Let's go.

Hey! Watch out! Get the burner!

Shit.

19-7. We have a man
electrocuted in the basement.

Copy.

Oh, shit.

Oh, man.

Come on, man.

Don't make me do this.
Please don't make me do this.

You dirty mother...

Come on.

Come on!

19-7. We need an
ambulance on site.

Shit. Come on!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

Don't touch the grate.
It'll electrocute you.

Come on. Come on!

Basement is trapped. Be alert.

Copy that.

You got it. You got it.
You got it. You got it.

It's an electrocution. He's
breathing and responsive.

Sir, you need to stay
calm for me, okay?

Yeah. Stay down.

Yeah. You hear me?
Can you see me?

Just look at me. Stay
with me. That's right.

Just breathe.

Relax.

It's gonna be okay.

We got a guy from the
city coming to cut the power.

We don't know what other booby
traps these assholes have set.

Chartier, Barron, follow me.

- Good work.
- Thank you, Sarge.

That was so gross.

Yeah. Well, he's gonna be okay.

Guys, I want you
to keep an eye out.

Make sure this city
guy can do his job.

They cut the power.

Yeah. Let's have some fun.

You, uh, you talk to Amélie?

Tried to.

She asked if I could come by
and pick up the rest of her things.

Don't worry about
it. I'll bring them by.

No, I'll come get them.

She was never a part of it.

Okay, guys. It's
a blackout inside.

Be careful. Stay together.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes.

Let's go. Gear up.

Suit up, folks.

Let's do it.

19-4. Moving to the top
floor, southern section.

Copy, 19-4.

Yeah, and get some
goddamn light in here.

Leave me alone!

Hey! I want to
talk to my lawyer!

- Take him.
- Let go of me, you pig.

Oh, shit.

What's wrong with you? Huh?

Huh? Huh?

Wait up!

Oh, shit.

Settle down. I got this one.

Hey, you want to go
down the stairs face-first?

Huh? You want to?

That's it. Settle down.

Attaboy. Relax.

Hey! I got one.

Police!

Come here!

Fuck.

Stop it!

Stop it. Give it up!

Jesus Christ.

- Stop it.
- Let me go!

What do you think
you're doing? Huh?

- Come here.
- Let go!

Get off of me!

Why?

What do you think you're
accomplishing here?

You fucking bitch!

Don't be an idiot.

You're in enough trouble.

- You good?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Breach on the first floor.

- They're trying to get out.
- All right?

To the first floor.

- Do not let anyone escape.
- Sit up.

Put your one leg forward, okay?

On the count of three,
we're gonna get up.

Don't hurt yourself. Two.
Three. All right. Attagirl.

- You're sure you're good?
- Yeah.

All right.

Bear?

Oh, shit.

Hurry up, man. You're
slowing us down.

Jesus Christ, girl. It's
fucking dark in here.

19-2.

Moving into north section
with intervention team B.

Copy that.

- Stay sharp.
- Mm-hmm.

Brouillard, what's
your position?

Bringing the next
batch down now.

- Is your section clear?
- You tell me, Sarge.

Just answer the question.

Oh, shit.

What are you doing? You good?

- Clear.
- Let's go.

Let's go!

Garage area is sealed.

Copy that.

I have a woman trying
to get into the building.

Get rid of her.

- I - did that. She's back.

Okay. Hold her
with the squatters.

Bear.

Bear.

Bear.

- Bear!
- What?

Oh.

This room... This room is clear.

Yeah. Okay.

Keep moving.

Check over here.

Back group's
ready. Pick them up.

You killed Favreau!

Take that, bitch!

Shit!

- Come on!
- Where are you little pricks?

Tyler!

Bear.

Bear.

- Help!
- Bear!

Tyler!

Tyler!

Tyler.

Fucking little shit!

Tyler.

Tyler!

Fuck.

Tyler!

God damn it.

19-4.

There's tear gas everywhere.
I can't find my way up.

Fuck you!

Asshole!

- Get in there.
- Get your fucking hands off me,

you pig.

You can hold this
around your face.

No, it's fine. Thanks.

- Hold on. You all right?
- Yeah.

What the fuck is
wrong with you?!

Look at me!

You left me there.

You left me there,
and he was kicking me.

You're not fit for the job.

And you're a fucking disgrace.

I'm done.

Let's move along,
please, folks. Show's over.

Sandrine, I need to
know where you are.

Trouble in paradise?

Looks like it.

Joseph, you all right?

Yeah.

What happened in there?

Uh, what can I say?

We got hit with,
um, tear gas, and...

we obviously weren't
ready for it, so...

- it was very disorienting.
- Where was Beatrice?

I was... I was right behind her.

When the gas hit, it just...
All hell broke loose in there,

and it got very,
uh... very confusing.

Did you leave your partner?

I couldn't breathe, sir.

She's asking for
a partner change.

You're on solos till
this gets sorted out.

You got that?

Hey, cop.

Now you know what
it's like to be shit on!

- Do you know what you just did?
- Fucking piece of shit!

Fucker! What the fuck?!

- You fucking prick!
- Stop! Stop! Fuck!

- My eyes!
- You fucking piece of shit!

- Audrey, enough.
- You fucking...

- Audrey!
- Motherfucker!

- Aah! Fuck!
- Bitch!

Get up. Get up!

Put your hands behind your back.

- You okay?
- He fucking poured shit on me!

And it's time to go and
have some fun at the station.

Let's go.

Fucker!

What the fuck?!
You fucking prick!

Stop! Stop!

You fucking piece of shit!

Audrey, enough.

- Audrey!
- Motherfucker!

- Enough.
- Aah! Fuck!

Get up.

You have no fucking right!

It's police work!
Do you hear that?!

Get the fuck back in there!

You fucking shut this
thing off! Do you hear that?!

Fuck that!

All of you, step
back! All of you!

What the hell is the problem?

'Cause this is the
law! It's the fucking law!

Yeah, sure!

How the hell do we spin that?

I'm not sure.

I don't know if we
can protect her.

Pepper spray. The...

The kid threw a bucket
of excrement on her.

So what, he deserved it?

He assaulted her.

You can understand her anger.

You know, you did a
great job handling the media

throughout the eviction,

but this is bad for
the whole department.

The public sees a pattern.

And people upstairs,
they're watching.

You handle the situation
with Pouliot right...

it'll be noticed.

I'm so sick of this place.

19-4. I need backup.

I've got a man dousing himself
in gasoline in the parking lot.

- Sir?
- What was that?

Sir? Sir?

Put that down. You
don't need to do this.

Put that down, please.

That's right.

No, no, no, no. Put
the lighter down.

We are all here to help you.

There's no need to do this.

Please.

Listen to me. Put
the lighter down.

Hey, Paul.

Tyler... stand down.

- Tyler.
- It's okay. It's okay.

Okay, Paul.

Paul.

Paul.

We're all here to help you, man.

Paul, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

Hmm?

Paul.

Paul.

You don't have to do this, bro.

Okay?

- Tyler. Tyler. Tyler.
- No, no, no.

No. No. Tyler!

There you go.

Now I'm just like you, Paul.

That's right.

It's okay, Paul. It's
okay. I understand.

Paul.

I know what you're
going through, Paul,

but it's not your fault.

Paul, look at me.

It's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

Go, go, go, go.

19-7. Cancel the fire truck.
Situation under control.

You and I know what transpired.

The public sees what
the media tells them.

It's bullshit. We know that.

But the department
has to put on a show.

You understand that.

They're still dealing
with the fallout

from the woman with the knife.

Well, so what, I'm
just hung out to dry?

- Is that what this...
- Absolutely not.

You have the
department's full support.

We have... We have
viewed the video

and are taking the
matter seriously.

An internal investigation
is under way,

and the officer in question
has been removed from duty.

You're not being suspended.

The department is offering
you two months' paid leave.

I think it would be a good
idea to take some time off,

let things cool down.

If the officer is found to
have shown willful misconduct,

her contract with the Montreal
police will be terminated.

There will be no investigation,
no impact on your record.

Excessive force in the
department will not be tolerated

under any circumstance.

- Thank you.
- Detective!

At the end of your leave,

you will be reinstated to
duty without further recourse.

- Why are you doing this?
- To protect you.

Okay. You're gonna
read things in the paper.

They're not true. It's just PR.

The department's got your back.

I think it would be wise
if you accepted the offer.

It's all there.

Thanks.

Thanks.

If there's anything he
missed, let me know.

Can't think of anything.

I think I was wrong.

About what?

About him using
you to get to me.

He's a straight guy, Am.

He didn't want
to be lying to you.

Don't.

Just let it be.

Hey.

I want to talk to you
about something.

I already heard.

- Actually, no, you haven't.
- Yeah.

I have. From you and from Sarge.

You don't want to ride with me.

I understand that. I'll
get me another partner.

That's not what I
want to talk about.

Well, what did you
want to talk about?

Huh?

Was that you
grabbing that lighter

out the guy's hand out there?

No.

Was that you saving
somebody's life?

Huh?!

So don't tell me I don't
know how to do my job,

'cause that is my goddamn job!

All right. I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

I'm afraid of the dark, Bear.

That's why I ran.

And that's why I left you.

I know.

So I understand if you
don't want to ride with me.

No.

Actually, we're good.

Sandrine Gendron hasn't been
to class in more than a week.

She's AWOL.

Think she ran away again?

I'm guessing yeah.

They checked on the boyfriend.
Apparently he's moved out.

They don't know
where he went, though?

Not yet.

He's lying about it.

You really think he
could've done that?

Molested his own kid?

Hey. Excuse me.

Do... Do you know this girl?

No. Look at the picture.

Do you know her?

No. I'm sorry, dude.

Don't lie to me.

Dude, I don't know who
she is, man, all right?

I'm not fucking
around, all right?

Do you understand me?!

She's a junkie. She's
around here all the time.

I need to find her.