19-2 (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 8 - Tomorrow - full transcript
The full moon brings out the loonies in the form of a snow plow, maple syrup, Bambi in a box and a cello player gone cold.
Previously on "19-2"...
I think you should
stay with me for a while.
- No.
- No?
No, I'm not going anywhere.
Then you're buying
a couch, all right?
Who is he?
Geraldo Michael Minelli.
He's the guy that wanted
to be king of Montreal.
Yeah, they cut him out.
Like a cancer.
Mob's not a cancer.
You can cure cancer.
I'm not. I'm a cop.
You're saying a
cop's pimping her out?
Huh?
If you're a cop,
then what the fuck are
you doing just lying there?!
We could charge him.
But how do you think
that looks for you?
She's 17, Richard,
for Christ's sake.
So, what, this is just
an empty grave, that's it?
Uh, yeah, neighbor across
the street phoned it in,
said it wasn't there last
night but it's here now.
All right, I'll go ask the guys.
Let's keep it
just the two of us.
- More fun that way, right?
- All right.
Bear's awesome.
Trust me. Go for it.
What are you doing? Who's this?
It's a friend of
Junior's. Farah's ex.
I've seen him hanging
out with Antoine.
That's not good for the kid.
Hands behind your back.
Both of them behind your back.
Watch your head.
Stop the vehicle!
Sir, bring the
vehicle to a stop now!
He's not stopping.
How the hell do you
lose a snowplow?
Took the words right out
of my mouth, Mama Bear.
Municipal worker
left the vehicle running
while he went in
to use facilities.
Facilities, yeah, right.
These heavy
machines are on meters.
Assholes leave them
running while they eat.
Where's it missing from?
Outside Pizzeria
Pete, in Chomedey.
Told you.
He's leaving the bridge.
Copy that.
You think this is funny?
Why? Don't you?
What the hell is this guy doing?
It's a full moon.
It's gonna be a
long night, my friend.
Sir, stop the vehicle!
Bring the vehicle to a stop now!
There's nowhere for you to go!
Put your hands up!
Yeah, baby! Y'all see that?!
Hands up where we can see them!
- Turn around!
- Whoa, whoa, hey.
- There's no problem.
- Turn around.
Put your hands on
the fucking truck!
19-2, suspect apprehended.
- Spread your legs.
- Copy that.
Why'd you do this?
Jesus fucking Christ.
That's one way to
start an all-nighter.
Yeah, our very own version
of the white Bronco chase.
Only slower.
Yeah, the slower the
better, if you ask me.
You guys never rode
together, have you?
No, no, no. It's baby
girl's lucky night.
Dulac wants to
ride solo. Let him.
Dulac bailed on you?
Whatever, man.
That kid's got issues.
What's the story?
He got fired, obviously decided
to take a little present home.
- Forgot to fill up first.
- That'll show him.
Who's got the driver?
Dionne and I, Sarge.
19-4, you hold the scene.
Chartier.
What's up, Sarge?
Got good news and bad news.
Internal's wrapping
up on the gang war.
They confirmed
nothing's going in your file.
That's generous of them.
It's over. Move on.
What's the bad news?
You got a summons
to testify in the morning.
They moved it up.
- What's the case?
- Ah, shit.
August Rutty Jr. How
come you weren't in on that?
I was riding solo.
Nick's mom's been sick.
All right. Hit the road.
Thanks, Sarge.
- Getting good at that.
- What?
Lying.
Well, that one was
for you, partner.
Copy, 19-2.
Good it's over.
Whatever the fuck
internal was doing.
You dodged a bullet, my friend.
You know that.
Good it's over.
28-9. Copy that.
- Do you hear from her?
- Okay, thanks.
- Yeah, that's over too.
- Uh-oh.
It's just me and you now, Bambi.
Holy shit.
Marc.
Hey, Ben. Long time no speak.
Yeah.
Listen, I'm just passing
through town here
and, uh, I got something
for you from Dad.
So can we meet somewhere?
No, I'm working right now, Marc.
Look, I'll come
to you, wherever.
Uh, bro, I got to hit the road.
- Whoa.
- I'll call you right back.
- What's the problem?
- You're leaking here, friend.
Oh, shit.
What is this stuff?
What are you leaking?
It's... It's molasses.
- It's nothing dangerous.
- Molasses?
It's... It's this one here.
I'll tell you what, I'll
just drop it off here
and I'll come back
and pick it up later.
It's not molasses, sir.
Step down from here.
- What is it?
- It's maple syrup.
Step right over here, please.
License and
registration, please.
Why'd you lie about
it? You steal the stuff?
You got paperwork for it?
- My brother makes it.
- Sure he does.
19-2. We got a truck
here leaking maple syrup.
Anything in the database?
Hold on, 19-2.
Yes, indeed.
SQ says there's
20,000 liters missing
from a holding facility in Hull.
Yeah, well, looks like
we've got some of it.
Anything sharp in your pockets?
Anything that's gonna hurt me?
No.
Any money in this?
What's it worth?
I want to talk to a lawyer.
About 10 bucks
a liter for this stuff.
So probably $10,000
worth in there.
- It's the dark stuff.
- Is it more expensive?
No, they charge more for
the clear stuff in the city.
They don't know shit about
maple syrup in the city.
The darker the better.
Put your hands behind
your back, please.
That's what I always say.
- Oh! Oh!
- You all right?
Fuck!
Hey, you okay?
Sweet.
Shit.
How long is this gonna take?
- Please be patient.
- It's been a long time.
We've been waiting
a long time here.
What's happening?
They came in before closing.
She doesn't want to
make a statement. He does.
They're waiting for the sarge.
Front's supposed
to be closed, Flo.
- Mm.
- Buzz us through.
Okay.
Hello, I'm Officer Hamelin.
How can I help you?
She needs a restraining order.
Okay. What's your name?
I'm Joannie, and this is Bella.
And this is your husband?
- This is my father.
- Mac Roy.
Her asshole husband
is why she's here.
He threatened her.
Tell them!
You witnessed this?
You don't believe me.
Officer Dionne can
take your statement.
And Joannie, I'll need
you to come with me.
This way.
Did your husband threaten you?
We just have fights sometimes.
Dad takes everything literally.
What's your husband's name?
- Karl.
- And his last name?
Do you have to write this down?
- These are just my notes.
- Are you gonna talk to Karl?
Right now I wanted
to talk to you.
No, I... I shouldn't be here.
- Joannie...
- I want to go.
She didn't even want
to make a statement?
No.
Where's the damn tow?
All right, well, you
better take him in.
I'll stick around
here till it shows.
What happened to you?
Slipped.
Well, get cleaned
up after booking.
Yes, sir.
This is Commander Gendron.
Sergeant Suarez, I
need you at the station.
I'm holding a
scene right now, sir.
Be there soon.
Surely you can get
someone else to do that.
Copy that.
All right, hold tight. I'll send
someone to relieve you.
Sure.
Oh, shit.
- Watch... Watch your step.
- I know, I know.
- You okay?
- You all right, man?
Fucking hell.
Holy shit.
Maple syrup ain't playing!
Took us both out.
19-10. I need a
ride to the station.
Copy, Sarge. What
happened to your vehicle?
Just get the hell here.
We're about to
pull an all-nighter,
and you expect me to
survive on soup balls?
- Well, they have other stuff.
- I'm sure they do.
You know how much
I weigh, girl? Shit.
Hey, hold on, a
second. What's that?
What the hell's going on here?
Yeah, it's an installation.
I didn't tell you?
No, you did not tell
me. Tell me what?
Yeah, it's a guerilla
artist from Mexico.
I saw it on TV.
Some death stuff.
The empty-grave
thing and this thing.
And there's a mausoleum
up by the old clock tower.
- So this is supposed to be art?
- That's what it said on TV.
There's supposed
to be a body on it.
Ah. See?
Ohh.
Yeah, yeah. Well...
I guess if you look
at it sideways, yeah.
Definitely interesting.
Makes you think.
Mm-hmm.
What are you doing?
- Crossing it off my...
- Off your list, yeah, yeah.
"Find out about
that weird grave."
Check.
You got it, girl.
Can a sergeant
please report to
the reception area?
What?
Let's go.
Richard.
- Sir?
- How's riding solo?
I'm with the sergeant
right now, actually.
His vehicle broke down.
I see.
Dulac!
Something wrong?
Ah, postings.
Nothing to do with you.
19-39,
can I have a confirmation
on that plate, please?
What happened
with you and Joseph?
Nothing.
19-31 to base. We're on it.
Just get tired of
the "big dog" shtick?
Doesn't mean you can't ride
with someone else, you know?
I'm good solo.
Oh, yeah?
I'm just looking to
get a little perspective.
On the job?
Figure out how
to wait out patrol.
Just not looking to plant
roots in 19, you know?
If you don't like it here,
put in for a transfer.
It's not that big a deal.
Well, it is to my family.
Dulacs don't quit.
- It's not quitting.
- Yeah, it is to us.
19, we've got a
dropped 911 call.
What do you mean, dropped?
Operator picked
up, line went dead.
No response when we called back.
Probably just a mistake,
but it's on the list for follow-up.
Uh, this is 19-4,
at your service.
- As always, thank you, 19-4.
- Oh, you're so welcome, girl.
- 3200 Villeneuve.
- At your service.
Hey, just doing my job.
We got to check it out.
It's a full moon
out there, girl.
Number's listed to
Macdonald Brian Roy,
56 years old. No
other names listed.
19-7. What was that name?
Macdonald Brian Roy.
Didn't the father say
his name was Roy?
- Grandfather?
- Yeah, Mac Roy.
19-4. We're at the address.
Macdonald Roy was
at the station today,
swearing in a complaint
against his son-in-law.
Lights are on.
Fuck it. Let's go in.
All right.
Police! Open up!
Clear.
19-4. We've got a deceased
male, obvious signs of violence.
Jesus Christ.
What's the condition
of the victim?
Wonder what the hell
happened to this guy.
He's gone cold. He's gone.
No signs of rigor.
Daughter's name is Joannie Roy.
They came in to complain
about her husband, the son-in-law.
He's our suspect.
We need an address. Joannie Roy.
I need more info. Stand by.
Father's name is Macdonald.
Common-law
husband listed as Karl.
Shit! I didn't get
the last name.
It's got to be in 19.
Karl Lucas.
- Nice.
- Got it from the granddad.
Got it. Joanna Roy, 752 Molson.
Co-resident is listed
as Karl Curtis Lucas, 28.
Karl Lucas. That's
who we're looking for.
He's our suspect.
He's going after his wife next.
She has a baby.
752 Molson. Who's closest?
We're right there.
19-2. We're five blocks away.
Charged with aggravated
assault three times,
once against an ex-girlfriend.
Come on, people, let's get
there before this asshole does.
Please let them not be dead.
Don't see anybody in there.
- Locked?
- Locked.
- I'm gonna break it down.
- Okay.
Go again.
Police!
Police!
Ma'am?
Ma'am.
What the fuck?
We need to know
where your husband is.
- What's going on?
- Is he here?
- No.
- He's not here?
No. What's wrong?
We're in the house.
Wife and baby are fine.
There's no sign of the suspect.
We're taking her out of here.
All right, I want a
perimeter around the house.
19-7. We're five minutes away.
Need you to gather up
everything that you need
for the baby and yourself
and get you out of here.
- We have to move, ma'am.
- Come on.
Come on.
Bottles?
Oh, Christ...
Here.
And, um, formula.
Where's our backup?
Goddamn it, what's the
holdup? I need units on site.
This is 19-7. Goddamn
Rachel is closed again.
Slow down.
Three o'clock. With the hoodie.
You think it's him?
- Yeah.
- This is Suarez.
We have a potential
sighting of the suspect.
Uh, moving east on Arcade.
Don't look at him.
He's turning.
He's turning onto Clark.
Moving to apprehend.
Police! Get down!
Down on the ground!
- What did I do?
- Shut your mouth!
Don't say anything!
Hands behind your back!
- Okay!
- You got him?
19-21. We have the suspect.
Yes!
Repeat, we have the
suspect in custody.
Is that Karl?
- Do they have him?
- Get the rest of your things.
- Come on, ma'am.
- Do we have an ID?
We've got your bottles,
we've got your formula.
What else do you need?
What else can I get?
- Some of her clothes.
- Yeah, these?
- Yeah.
- Both piles? Okay.
Here, you get
your coat on, okay?
Okay.
We do not have him.
Repeat, we do not
have the suspect.
Nick!
Aah!
19-2, what's your situation?
19-2!
Come on, boys. What's going on?
You bitch!
Fuck you!
Stop resisting!
Fuck off!
- Stop! Stop! Stop!
- Stop it!
Stop it!
19-2, check in now.
Fucking pigs!
You fucking done?
You fucking done?!
- You broke my leg, asshole!
- Shut the fuck up!
19-2, we got the suspect.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Okay?
Get up.
- What did you do?
- You fucking bitch!
- You stay back.
- What the fuck did you do?!
Should've done you first!
Get him out!
Get him out!
- Hey! Enough! Enough!
- Get him out!
Get him out of here.
Call it a good day.
19-2. We're all good here.
Copy, 19-2.
We'll hold it down.
19-31 to base. We're on it.
Hey, nice work out there.
We didn't do anything.
You know what you did.
That was quick thinking.
Hey, um...
Step in here for a minute.
Yes, sir?
You got a station.
Which station?
This one.
You're taking 19.
Congratulations.
Thank you. What about you?
I'm going to 37.
It's a good post.
It's always been your job.
I was just holding it for you.
Wow. Congratulations.
Sir.
- Sorry it took so long.
- Yeah, no, I get it.
- Hey, you must be Nick.
- Yeah. How you doing?
- Sorry, it's my brother, Marc.
- Nice to meet you.
- Yeah, you too.
- What's Dad giving me?
Well, you got to see.
Damn.
Who killed Bambi?
Yeah, it got caught
in the back fence.
Pretty gored.
Dad had to shoot it.
He didn't have a choice.
Why is it here?
Someone's got to eat it.
Dad can't keep it or else
everybody's gonna know,
and he's already been suspended
for shooting out of season.
- Why didn't you fucking skin it?
- Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.
I thought, you know, we
could butcher it now, you and I.
Wait, wait, what is this,
the Texas Chainsaw
Massacre going on?
You guys are actually
gonna cut this thing up
right here in the parking lot?
Well, I'm not
gonna do it at home.
Some real country boys.
You were gonna hang
it and then you quit on it.
I was, yeah.
- Yeah?
- Well...
I thought maybe a little help,
a little, uh... little bonding.
Pbbht!
Well?
Not bad.
Dad wanted you
to have it, right.
Well, tell him I said thanks.
Drive safe.
Good to meet you.
Why you all rolling up
in here so late, man?
Country boy here decided
to go and butcher a deer.
Listen to this
guy. Country boys.
What, you think I'm joking?
I ain't lying.
Is that fresh venison?
I don't think it
gets any fresher.
What are you gonna do with it?
Freeze it, take it to a shelter.
You don't have a couch,
but you have a freezer?
- Ha!
- You're not gonna freeze that.
Do you know what kind
of tourtière Lac St-Jean
I could make with that?
Why does it smell
like maple, though?
- That's Nick.
- Oh.
Okay, that's it. I'm
taking it. I have an idea.
You gonna let us in on it?
The idea or the meat?
- Either.
- Maybe.
Oh, man.
You hear Bear's getting 19 back?
Suarez is going to 37.
- No shit?
- Yes, sir.
Mama Bear!
- Chartier?
- That's me.
- We can prep up here.
- Okay.
All right, I'll wait right here.
Mr. Bernard, you are
requested in room 206.
Mr. Bernard in room 206, please.
Hey.
Hey.
You here for my dad?
My partner is.
You do it for my mom?
I did it 'cause I'm a
cop and he's a crook,
and it needed to be done.
Is your mom here?
Talking to his lawyer.
He took my money.
What do you mean?
My savings account. I had $800.
- That's a lot of money.
- Yeah, no shit.
He said he'll get it back.
He won't.
My dad was a crook.
He go to jail?
He died.
Mrs. Gill, please
report to room 307.
Thank you.
Can I have some?
Yeah. Sure.
Why do they have candy on them?
I always wondered that.
- They're good, though.
- Mm.
Hey, I'll buy you a pack.
There you are.
Hey, Mom.
What are you doing here?
I just figured I should
face what I've done.
It's not his fault
Dad's a fuckup.
I'm glad he took a deal.
Well, three years.
It isn't nothing.
You talk to Farah?
I talked to Antoine.
Really? How did that go?
Better than I expected.
That is crazy. A bow and arrow?
Yeah.
Oh! Thank God, Chartier.
Hey!
So, what's going on?
We're having a party for Suarez.
I'm making tourtière.
Yeah, I can see that.
- Hey, wasn't my idea, partner.
- Oh, yeah?
Oh, no, he just gave me a
key, though, but, you know.
You okay with this, right?
Yep, uh...
- Yeah. Yeah, why not?
- Good.
I hear you have a roof.
Oh, man, it's the main
attraction. Come on.
Where you going?
- You hang tight.
- It's all yours, big boy.
- Oh, it's like that, huh?
- Yes, sir.
- Help me. What the hell?
- Okay, all right.
- Look at that.
- Yeah, man.
I feel like I've told you this
before, but that's my wife.
You know, I hate to tell
you, but she gets around.
Ahh!
Ah, Chartier. Yeah.
Hmm.
You see that rig over
there hanging off the bridge?
Yeah.
I spoke to the guy.
Said they're painting it.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
I said, "How long is it gonna
take?" He said, "Four years."
I said, "How long
is it gonna last?"
He said, "Four years."
- No shit?
- Yeah.
Get to one end,
start over at the other.
There's no such thing
as being done, right?
Sort of like what we do, huh?
So how's that bucket
list coming along?
Keep adding more
stuff than I can tick off,
so it's gonna be a while.
Hey, yo, can I use
your barbecue?
Kitchen's kind of small.
- Ah, man, it's not mine.
- They won't mind.
Hey, fire it up, partner.
- Beautiful.
- Way to go, Chartier.
Way to go.
This is gonna be good, fellas.
10-0?
- 10-0.
- Oh, you got to be kidding me.
- Tyler's got a date?
- Uh-oh.
Hey. Welcome.
Hey, Lita, this is Ben Chartier.
- Nice to meet you.
- Likewise.
And his partner, Nick Barron.
- How are you?
- I'm good, you?
Good.
- 19-2, right?
- That's right.
I know your voice.
Right. And I know yours.
- Cool place you got.
- Thank you very much.
Actually, you should
see the roof. It's amazing.
Hey, man, be my guest.
Let me take that for you.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- It's so nice up there.
- Oh, really?
We're gonna have a little
bit of time to ourselves.
- Where you going?
- Don't worry about it, man.
Ah, Sarge.
Oh, stop that. Hello.
- Hey there.
- Hi. Welcome.
- We really eating a deer?
- Yes, we really are.
This I have to see.
You know, I never
actually asked for 19.
- You know that, right?
- I do. I know.
Okay. Good.
- Turns out I got headhunted.
- Did you?
I talked to the commander at 37,
and he pulled some
strings to get me.
Oh.
Yeah, it's sort of
cool to be wanted.
And, uh, they got
motorcycles too.
I think I might get me one.
- Oh!
- No, you won't.
You know how many
people I peel off the street?
Here.
Golden Boy and the Dark Avenger.
Sarge. Let me take your coat.
Oh, thank you. I'll
put it on the bed.
- I'm gonna miss you, Sarge.
- Oh, come on, fuck off.
I'm not gone yet.
At least you got a decent oven.
Yeah, it came with the place.
What can I do? Let
me do something.
No, go, get out. Mingle!
Out of my kitchen.
Out of my kitchen.
- Out of my kitchen.
- We're going, we're going!
- Audrey?
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Liam, this is Ben.
- How you doing?
- This is his place.
- Hi.
- Good to meet you.
- Good to meet you too.
- Nick.
- Liam. Nice to meet you.
He just got off
an all-nighter too.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Got wine for you guys.
Hey, thanks.
- Want to take that one?
- You got it.
All right, cool.
Girl, what's going
on with that meat pie?
What's your rush?
Yo, I'm hungry.
About time you had a party.
Yeah, everybody
keeps saying that.
- Hey! Come on in.
- Hey, Roxy.
- Look at this.
- For the host.
Thank you very much.
Just put your coat
on the bed there.
That's where they all are.
Oh! Give me some love.
- Ahh!
- Mwah.
Nice to see you.
This is a nice
bottle. Thank you.
- I try.
- Like the hair.
Thanks.
Hey! Did you just get here?
- Yeah.
- Cool place, huh?
Who knew cops had it so good?
Mm.
So, um, dinner.
Are we still on?
- Of course. Sure.
- Great. Great.
Hey, anybody hear from Dickie?
Dickie!
- You? No?
- No.
Please tell me you told him.
- Shit, I forgot.
- Uh-oh.
All right, I got it.
You going home, sir?
Have a good weekend.
- Thanks, man.
- Yeah.
You know, you ever bring a
girl up here, it's a done deal.
You know that, right?
This place is a closer.
Yeah, man, it's
the main attraction.
Mm-hmm.
Bought a couch.
- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.
- You're settling in nicely.
- Yeah.
Yep, I could do worse.
What do you got?
Oh! It's Farah.
- Uh-oh.
- Asking if I'm free tonight.
You are.
- You should go.
- Yeah?
Yeah, man.
Everybody down there
will be on shift tomorrow.
Let's go!
What, got to get you
off your ass for a girl?
That's a new look for you.
I'm gonna do it.
I'm gonna do it.
Nick.
It was a good day.
I think you should
stay with me for a while.
- No.
- No?
No, I'm not going anywhere.
Then you're buying
a couch, all right?
Who is he?
Geraldo Michael Minelli.
He's the guy that wanted
to be king of Montreal.
Yeah, they cut him out.
Like a cancer.
Mob's not a cancer.
You can cure cancer.
I'm not. I'm a cop.
You're saying a
cop's pimping her out?
Huh?
If you're a cop,
then what the fuck are
you doing just lying there?!
We could charge him.
But how do you think
that looks for you?
She's 17, Richard,
for Christ's sake.
So, what, this is just
an empty grave, that's it?
Uh, yeah, neighbor across
the street phoned it in,
said it wasn't there last
night but it's here now.
All right, I'll go ask the guys.
Let's keep it
just the two of us.
- More fun that way, right?
- All right.
Bear's awesome.
Trust me. Go for it.
What are you doing? Who's this?
It's a friend of
Junior's. Farah's ex.
I've seen him hanging
out with Antoine.
That's not good for the kid.
Hands behind your back.
Both of them behind your back.
Watch your head.
Stop the vehicle!
Sir, bring the
vehicle to a stop now!
He's not stopping.
How the hell do you
lose a snowplow?
Took the words right out
of my mouth, Mama Bear.
Municipal worker
left the vehicle running
while he went in
to use facilities.
Facilities, yeah, right.
These heavy
machines are on meters.
Assholes leave them
running while they eat.
Where's it missing from?
Outside Pizzeria
Pete, in Chomedey.
Told you.
He's leaving the bridge.
Copy that.
You think this is funny?
Why? Don't you?
What the hell is this guy doing?
It's a full moon.
It's gonna be a
long night, my friend.
Sir, stop the vehicle!
Bring the vehicle to a stop now!
There's nowhere for you to go!
Put your hands up!
Yeah, baby! Y'all see that?!
Hands up where we can see them!
- Turn around!
- Whoa, whoa, hey.
- There's no problem.
- Turn around.
Put your hands on
the fucking truck!
19-2, suspect apprehended.
- Spread your legs.
- Copy that.
Why'd you do this?
Jesus fucking Christ.
That's one way to
start an all-nighter.
Yeah, our very own version
of the white Bronco chase.
Only slower.
Yeah, the slower the
better, if you ask me.
You guys never rode
together, have you?
No, no, no. It's baby
girl's lucky night.
Dulac wants to
ride solo. Let him.
Dulac bailed on you?
Whatever, man.
That kid's got issues.
What's the story?
He got fired, obviously decided
to take a little present home.
- Forgot to fill up first.
- That'll show him.
Who's got the driver?
Dionne and I, Sarge.
19-4, you hold the scene.
Chartier.
What's up, Sarge?
Got good news and bad news.
Internal's wrapping
up on the gang war.
They confirmed
nothing's going in your file.
That's generous of them.
It's over. Move on.
What's the bad news?
You got a summons
to testify in the morning.
They moved it up.
- What's the case?
- Ah, shit.
August Rutty Jr. How
come you weren't in on that?
I was riding solo.
Nick's mom's been sick.
All right. Hit the road.
Thanks, Sarge.
- Getting good at that.
- What?
Lying.
Well, that one was
for you, partner.
Copy, 19-2.
Good it's over.
Whatever the fuck
internal was doing.
You dodged a bullet, my friend.
You know that.
Good it's over.
28-9. Copy that.
- Do you hear from her?
- Okay, thanks.
- Yeah, that's over too.
- Uh-oh.
It's just me and you now, Bambi.
Holy shit.
Marc.
Hey, Ben. Long time no speak.
Yeah.
Listen, I'm just passing
through town here
and, uh, I got something
for you from Dad.
So can we meet somewhere?
No, I'm working right now, Marc.
Look, I'll come
to you, wherever.
Uh, bro, I got to hit the road.
- Whoa.
- I'll call you right back.
- What's the problem?
- You're leaking here, friend.
Oh, shit.
What is this stuff?
What are you leaking?
It's... It's molasses.
- It's nothing dangerous.
- Molasses?
It's... It's this one here.
I'll tell you what, I'll
just drop it off here
and I'll come back
and pick it up later.
It's not molasses, sir.
Step down from here.
- What is it?
- It's maple syrup.
Step right over here, please.
License and
registration, please.
Why'd you lie about
it? You steal the stuff?
You got paperwork for it?
- My brother makes it.
- Sure he does.
19-2. We got a truck
here leaking maple syrup.
Anything in the database?
Hold on, 19-2.
Yes, indeed.
SQ says there's
20,000 liters missing
from a holding facility in Hull.
Yeah, well, looks like
we've got some of it.
Anything sharp in your pockets?
Anything that's gonna hurt me?
No.
Any money in this?
What's it worth?
I want to talk to a lawyer.
About 10 bucks
a liter for this stuff.
So probably $10,000
worth in there.
- It's the dark stuff.
- Is it more expensive?
No, they charge more for
the clear stuff in the city.
They don't know shit about
maple syrup in the city.
The darker the better.
Put your hands behind
your back, please.
That's what I always say.
- Oh! Oh!
- You all right?
Fuck!
Hey, you okay?
Sweet.
Shit.
How long is this gonna take?
- Please be patient.
- It's been a long time.
We've been waiting
a long time here.
What's happening?
They came in before closing.
She doesn't want to
make a statement. He does.
They're waiting for the sarge.
Front's supposed
to be closed, Flo.
- Mm.
- Buzz us through.
Okay.
Hello, I'm Officer Hamelin.
How can I help you?
She needs a restraining order.
Okay. What's your name?
I'm Joannie, and this is Bella.
And this is your husband?
- This is my father.
- Mac Roy.
Her asshole husband
is why she's here.
He threatened her.
Tell them!
You witnessed this?
You don't believe me.
Officer Dionne can
take your statement.
And Joannie, I'll need
you to come with me.
This way.
Did your husband threaten you?
We just have fights sometimes.
Dad takes everything literally.
What's your husband's name?
- Karl.
- And his last name?
Do you have to write this down?
- These are just my notes.
- Are you gonna talk to Karl?
Right now I wanted
to talk to you.
No, I... I shouldn't be here.
- Joannie...
- I want to go.
She didn't even want
to make a statement?
No.
Where's the damn tow?
All right, well, you
better take him in.
I'll stick around
here till it shows.
What happened to you?
Slipped.
Well, get cleaned
up after booking.
Yes, sir.
This is Commander Gendron.
Sergeant Suarez, I
need you at the station.
I'm holding a
scene right now, sir.
Be there soon.
Surely you can get
someone else to do that.
Copy that.
All right, hold tight. I'll send
someone to relieve you.
Sure.
Oh, shit.
- Watch... Watch your step.
- I know, I know.
- You okay?
- You all right, man?
Fucking hell.
Holy shit.
Maple syrup ain't playing!
Took us both out.
19-10. I need a
ride to the station.
Copy, Sarge. What
happened to your vehicle?
Just get the hell here.
We're about to
pull an all-nighter,
and you expect me to
survive on soup balls?
- Well, they have other stuff.
- I'm sure they do.
You know how much
I weigh, girl? Shit.
Hey, hold on, a
second. What's that?
What the hell's going on here?
Yeah, it's an installation.
I didn't tell you?
No, you did not tell
me. Tell me what?
Yeah, it's a guerilla
artist from Mexico.
I saw it on TV.
Some death stuff.
The empty-grave
thing and this thing.
And there's a mausoleum
up by the old clock tower.
- So this is supposed to be art?
- That's what it said on TV.
There's supposed
to be a body on it.
Ah. See?
Ohh.
Yeah, yeah. Well...
I guess if you look
at it sideways, yeah.
Definitely interesting.
Makes you think.
Mm-hmm.
What are you doing?
- Crossing it off my...
- Off your list, yeah, yeah.
"Find out about
that weird grave."
Check.
You got it, girl.
Can a sergeant
please report to
the reception area?
What?
Let's go.
Richard.
- Sir?
- How's riding solo?
I'm with the sergeant
right now, actually.
His vehicle broke down.
I see.
Dulac!
Something wrong?
Ah, postings.
Nothing to do with you.
19-39,
can I have a confirmation
on that plate, please?
What happened
with you and Joseph?
Nothing.
19-31 to base. We're on it.
Just get tired of
the "big dog" shtick?
Doesn't mean you can't ride
with someone else, you know?
I'm good solo.
Oh, yeah?
I'm just looking to
get a little perspective.
On the job?
Figure out how
to wait out patrol.
Just not looking to plant
roots in 19, you know?
If you don't like it here,
put in for a transfer.
It's not that big a deal.
Well, it is to my family.
Dulacs don't quit.
- It's not quitting.
- Yeah, it is to us.
19, we've got a
dropped 911 call.
What do you mean, dropped?
Operator picked
up, line went dead.
No response when we called back.
Probably just a mistake,
but it's on the list for follow-up.
Uh, this is 19-4,
at your service.
- As always, thank you, 19-4.
- Oh, you're so welcome, girl.
- 3200 Villeneuve.
- At your service.
Hey, just doing my job.
We got to check it out.
It's a full moon
out there, girl.
Number's listed to
Macdonald Brian Roy,
56 years old. No
other names listed.
19-7. What was that name?
Macdonald Brian Roy.
Didn't the father say
his name was Roy?
- Grandfather?
- Yeah, Mac Roy.
19-4. We're at the address.
Macdonald Roy was
at the station today,
swearing in a complaint
against his son-in-law.
Lights are on.
Fuck it. Let's go in.
All right.
Police! Open up!
Clear.
19-4. We've got a deceased
male, obvious signs of violence.
Jesus Christ.
What's the condition
of the victim?
Wonder what the hell
happened to this guy.
He's gone cold. He's gone.
No signs of rigor.
Daughter's name is Joannie Roy.
They came in to complain
about her husband, the son-in-law.
He's our suspect.
We need an address. Joannie Roy.
I need more info. Stand by.
Father's name is Macdonald.
Common-law
husband listed as Karl.
Shit! I didn't get
the last name.
It's got to be in 19.
Karl Lucas.
- Nice.
- Got it from the granddad.
Got it. Joanna Roy, 752 Molson.
Co-resident is listed
as Karl Curtis Lucas, 28.
Karl Lucas. That's
who we're looking for.
He's our suspect.
He's going after his wife next.
She has a baby.
752 Molson. Who's closest?
We're right there.
19-2. We're five blocks away.
Charged with aggravated
assault three times,
once against an ex-girlfriend.
Come on, people, let's get
there before this asshole does.
Please let them not be dead.
Don't see anybody in there.
- Locked?
- Locked.
- I'm gonna break it down.
- Okay.
Go again.
Police!
Police!
Ma'am?
Ma'am.
What the fuck?
We need to know
where your husband is.
- What's going on?
- Is he here?
- No.
- He's not here?
No. What's wrong?
We're in the house.
Wife and baby are fine.
There's no sign of the suspect.
We're taking her out of here.
All right, I want a
perimeter around the house.
19-7. We're five minutes away.
Need you to gather up
everything that you need
for the baby and yourself
and get you out of here.
- We have to move, ma'am.
- Come on.
Come on.
Bottles?
Oh, Christ...
Here.
And, um, formula.
Where's our backup?
Goddamn it, what's the
holdup? I need units on site.
This is 19-7. Goddamn
Rachel is closed again.
Slow down.
Three o'clock. With the hoodie.
You think it's him?
- Yeah.
- This is Suarez.
We have a potential
sighting of the suspect.
Uh, moving east on Arcade.
Don't look at him.
He's turning.
He's turning onto Clark.
Moving to apprehend.
Police! Get down!
Down on the ground!
- What did I do?
- Shut your mouth!
Don't say anything!
Hands behind your back!
- Okay!
- You got him?
19-21. We have the suspect.
Yes!
Repeat, we have the
suspect in custody.
Is that Karl?
- Do they have him?
- Get the rest of your things.
- Come on, ma'am.
- Do we have an ID?
We've got your bottles,
we've got your formula.
What else do you need?
What else can I get?
- Some of her clothes.
- Yeah, these?
- Yeah.
- Both piles? Okay.
Here, you get
your coat on, okay?
Okay.
We do not have him.
Repeat, we do not
have the suspect.
Nick!
Aah!
19-2, what's your situation?
19-2!
Come on, boys. What's going on?
You bitch!
Fuck you!
Stop resisting!
Fuck off!
- Stop! Stop! Stop!
- Stop it!
Stop it!
19-2, check in now.
Fucking pigs!
You fucking done?
You fucking done?!
- You broke my leg, asshole!
- Shut the fuck up!
19-2, we got the suspect.
- You good?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
- Okay?
Get up.
- What did you do?
- You fucking bitch!
- You stay back.
- What the fuck did you do?!
Should've done you first!
Get him out!
Get him out!
- Hey! Enough! Enough!
- Get him out!
Get him out of here.
Call it a good day.
19-2. We're all good here.
Copy, 19-2.
We'll hold it down.
19-31 to base. We're on it.
Hey, nice work out there.
We didn't do anything.
You know what you did.
That was quick thinking.
Hey, um...
Step in here for a minute.
Yes, sir?
You got a station.
Which station?
This one.
You're taking 19.
Congratulations.
Thank you. What about you?
I'm going to 37.
It's a good post.
It's always been your job.
I was just holding it for you.
Wow. Congratulations.
Sir.
- Sorry it took so long.
- Yeah, no, I get it.
- Hey, you must be Nick.
- Yeah. How you doing?
- Sorry, it's my brother, Marc.
- Nice to meet you.
- Yeah, you too.
- What's Dad giving me?
Well, you got to see.
Damn.
Who killed Bambi?
Yeah, it got caught
in the back fence.
Pretty gored.
Dad had to shoot it.
He didn't have a choice.
Why is it here?
Someone's got to eat it.
Dad can't keep it or else
everybody's gonna know,
and he's already been suspended
for shooting out of season.
- Why didn't you fucking skin it?
- Yeah, I know, I'm sorry.
I thought, you know, we
could butcher it now, you and I.
Wait, wait, what is this,
the Texas Chainsaw
Massacre going on?
You guys are actually
gonna cut this thing up
right here in the parking lot?
Well, I'm not
gonna do it at home.
Some real country boys.
You were gonna hang
it and then you quit on it.
I was, yeah.
- Yeah?
- Well...
I thought maybe a little help,
a little, uh... little bonding.
Pbbht!
Well?
Not bad.
Dad wanted you
to have it, right.
Well, tell him I said thanks.
Drive safe.
Good to meet you.
Why you all rolling up
in here so late, man?
Country boy here decided
to go and butcher a deer.
Listen to this
guy. Country boys.
What, you think I'm joking?
I ain't lying.
Is that fresh venison?
I don't think it
gets any fresher.
What are you gonna do with it?
Freeze it, take it to a shelter.
You don't have a couch,
but you have a freezer?
- Ha!
- You're not gonna freeze that.
Do you know what kind
of tourtière Lac St-Jean
I could make with that?
Why does it smell
like maple, though?
- That's Nick.
- Oh.
Okay, that's it. I'm
taking it. I have an idea.
You gonna let us in on it?
The idea or the meat?
- Either.
- Maybe.
Oh, man.
You hear Bear's getting 19 back?
Suarez is going to 37.
- No shit?
- Yes, sir.
Mama Bear!
- Chartier?
- That's me.
- We can prep up here.
- Okay.
All right, I'll wait right here.
Mr. Bernard, you are
requested in room 206.
Mr. Bernard in room 206, please.
Hey.
Hey.
You here for my dad?
My partner is.
You do it for my mom?
I did it 'cause I'm a
cop and he's a crook,
and it needed to be done.
Is your mom here?
Talking to his lawyer.
He took my money.
What do you mean?
My savings account. I had $800.
- That's a lot of money.
- Yeah, no shit.
He said he'll get it back.
He won't.
My dad was a crook.
He go to jail?
He died.
Mrs. Gill, please
report to room 307.
Thank you.
Can I have some?
Yeah. Sure.
Why do they have candy on them?
I always wondered that.
- They're good, though.
- Mm.
Hey, I'll buy you a pack.
There you are.
Hey, Mom.
What are you doing here?
I just figured I should
face what I've done.
It's not his fault
Dad's a fuckup.
I'm glad he took a deal.
Well, three years.
It isn't nothing.
You talk to Farah?
I talked to Antoine.
Really? How did that go?
Better than I expected.
That is crazy. A bow and arrow?
Yeah.
Oh! Thank God, Chartier.
Hey!
So, what's going on?
We're having a party for Suarez.
I'm making tourtière.
Yeah, I can see that.
- Hey, wasn't my idea, partner.
- Oh, yeah?
Oh, no, he just gave me a
key, though, but, you know.
You okay with this, right?
Yep, uh...
- Yeah. Yeah, why not?
- Good.
I hear you have a roof.
Oh, man, it's the main
attraction. Come on.
Where you going?
- You hang tight.
- It's all yours, big boy.
- Oh, it's like that, huh?
- Yes, sir.
- Help me. What the hell?
- Okay, all right.
- Look at that.
- Yeah, man.
I feel like I've told you this
before, but that's my wife.
You know, I hate to tell
you, but she gets around.
Ahh!
Ah, Chartier. Yeah.
Hmm.
You see that rig over
there hanging off the bridge?
Yeah.
I spoke to the guy.
Said they're painting it.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
I said, "How long is it gonna
take?" He said, "Four years."
I said, "How long
is it gonna last?"
He said, "Four years."
- No shit?
- Yeah.
Get to one end,
start over at the other.
There's no such thing
as being done, right?
Sort of like what we do, huh?
So how's that bucket
list coming along?
Keep adding more
stuff than I can tick off,
so it's gonna be a while.
Hey, yo, can I use
your barbecue?
Kitchen's kind of small.
- Ah, man, it's not mine.
- They won't mind.
Hey, fire it up, partner.
- Beautiful.
- Way to go, Chartier.
Way to go.
This is gonna be good, fellas.
10-0?
- 10-0.
- Oh, you got to be kidding me.
- Tyler's got a date?
- Uh-oh.
Hey. Welcome.
Hey, Lita, this is Ben Chartier.
- Nice to meet you.
- Likewise.
And his partner, Nick Barron.
- How are you?
- I'm good, you?
Good.
- 19-2, right?
- That's right.
I know your voice.
Right. And I know yours.
- Cool place you got.
- Thank you very much.
Actually, you should
see the roof. It's amazing.
Hey, man, be my guest.
Let me take that for you.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- It's so nice up there.
- Oh, really?
We're gonna have a little
bit of time to ourselves.
- Where you going?
- Don't worry about it, man.
Ah, Sarge.
Oh, stop that. Hello.
- Hey there.
- Hi. Welcome.
- We really eating a deer?
- Yes, we really are.
This I have to see.
You know, I never
actually asked for 19.
- You know that, right?
- I do. I know.
Okay. Good.
- Turns out I got headhunted.
- Did you?
I talked to the commander at 37,
and he pulled some
strings to get me.
Oh.
Yeah, it's sort of
cool to be wanted.
And, uh, they got
motorcycles too.
I think I might get me one.
- Oh!
- No, you won't.
You know how many
people I peel off the street?
Here.
Golden Boy and the Dark Avenger.
Sarge. Let me take your coat.
Oh, thank you. I'll
put it on the bed.
- I'm gonna miss you, Sarge.
- Oh, come on, fuck off.
I'm not gone yet.
At least you got a decent oven.
Yeah, it came with the place.
What can I do? Let
me do something.
No, go, get out. Mingle!
Out of my kitchen.
Out of my kitchen.
- Out of my kitchen.
- We're going, we're going!
- Audrey?
- Hey.
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Liam, this is Ben.
- How you doing?
- This is his place.
- Hi.
- Good to meet you.
- Good to meet you too.
- Nick.
- Liam. Nice to meet you.
He just got off
an all-nighter too.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Got wine for you guys.
Hey, thanks.
- Want to take that one?
- You got it.
All right, cool.
Girl, what's going
on with that meat pie?
What's your rush?
Yo, I'm hungry.
About time you had a party.
Yeah, everybody
keeps saying that.
- Hey! Come on in.
- Hey, Roxy.
- Look at this.
- For the host.
Thank you very much.
Just put your coat
on the bed there.
That's where they all are.
Oh! Give me some love.
- Ahh!
- Mwah.
Nice to see you.
This is a nice
bottle. Thank you.
- I try.
- Like the hair.
Thanks.
Hey! Did you just get here?
- Yeah.
- Cool place, huh?
Who knew cops had it so good?
Mm.
So, um, dinner.
Are we still on?
- Of course. Sure.
- Great. Great.
Hey, anybody hear from Dickie?
Dickie!
- You? No?
- No.
Please tell me you told him.
- Shit, I forgot.
- Uh-oh.
All right, I got it.
You going home, sir?
Have a good weekend.
- Thanks, man.
- Yeah.
You know, you ever bring a
girl up here, it's a done deal.
You know that, right?
This place is a closer.
Yeah, man, it's
the main attraction.
Mm-hmm.
Bought a couch.
- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.
- You're settling in nicely.
- Yeah.
Yep, I could do worse.
What do you got?
Oh! It's Farah.
- Uh-oh.
- Asking if I'm free tonight.
You are.
- You should go.
- Yeah?
Yeah, man.
Everybody down there
will be on shift tomorrow.
Let's go!
What, got to get you
off your ass for a girl?
That's a new look for you.
I'm gonna do it.
I'm gonna do it.
Nick.
It was a good day.