Rookie Blue (2010–2015): Season 4, Episode 10 - You Are Here - full transcript

I was in the garage.

She comes out. She just
starts yelling at me.

- I heard the shots, Bill.
- Okay... hey, hey, hey.

- No!
- He promised me two weeks ago

that he would stop shooting
at raccoons.

- What are we...
- Hey!

I will take both of you in

if you cannot settle.

And I haven't...
I don't know the last time

I actually cleaned out
the back of my squad,

so it's really not worth it.
Do you understand?



Yes.

Do you understand?
(Radio chatter)

- Yes.
- Yes? Great.

Oh, partner.
What's the 4-1-1?

None of the neighbors
heard anything.

There were no gunshots.

Just... just screaming.

Loud, annoying screaming,
which is why we got called.

- Are we gonna be coming back here today?
- No.

- No?
- No.

Great.
Thank you for your time.

We've become those people.

Is this because I forgot
our anniversary?

- Ooh.
- D'oh!



(Woman) - Eight years, Bill.
- That's really bad.

- That's bad.
- Bronze! Bronze!

(Bill speaking indistinctly)
It still smells weird here.

- Is it Bill?
- Bill.

Bill!

Did you ever shoot
any skunks over here?

I haven't shot at anything.

If it's the smell you're talking
about, it's always around.

All right.
Thank you, thank you.

Hey, Peck, come here.

(Radio chatter)

Does this house look weird
to you?

We're in suburbia.
Every house looks weird to me.

No. (Sniffs)

(Sniffs)

That's super skunky. Hmm?

(Radio chatter continues)

This meter's been
tampered with.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

(Lowered voice)
Yeah, what the hell do you

get someone
for a bronze anniversary?

Probable cause.

(Radio chatter)

All right, give me a hand.

(Grunts)

Ho-ho-ho!

(Gail laughs)

We just busted a grow-op.

Yo, G...
(Laughs)

We busted a grow-op.

- This is cause to celebrate.
- Yes!

We should go shopping.
We should buy something.

Yes!

- We should buy shoes.
- And weapons.

Yes. That's it.
Weapons and shoes.

That is how you celebrate
something like this.

(Sirens wailing, radio chatter)

Rookie Blue 04x10
You Are Here
Originally Aired August 22, 2013

Bro, easy on
the slammity-slammage.

If you take a second
to talk to me like a human,

I could tell you
you got the wrong guy.

(Grunts) (Thuds)

Right. Except Officer Shaw
over there

found you...

sneaking out the back door
of this house,

which is swimming
in illegal marijuana plants.

So for the intents
and purposes of this arrest...

you are...
(Slams object down)

the right guy.

Anyone ever tell you
you look like Al Pacino

from that movie
with that other guy

who you also kinda look like?

Whoops.
(Sunglasses clatter)

- I don't think that was an accident.
(Scoffs) - Right.

This whole dumb blonde thing,
okay?

I'm not buying it.

Stop acting all
non-comprende.

I was picking up dope.
That's it, guy.

I'm sorry. Did you
just call me "Guy"?

Sammy, Sammy.
Why don't I take this one?

All right?
Shift's almost over.

It'll get you that much
closer to the weekend.

Yeah.

(Gail) "Dumb blonde"?
(Chuckles)

Really?
(Chuckles)

(Door buzzes) Seriously.

Pizza rolls for 3 bucks?

Sometimes you gotta
stand up to the man

- and say, "Coupon or not..."
(Oliver) - Yeah.

- "I'm getting that sale price."
- Yeah, man.

I'm right behind you.
I know it.

Look, it's the booking fairy!
All right.

Price, save me from my hell.

Booking fairy's bangin'.

No, no, no, no, no. We do not
harass the booking fairy.

(Door buzzes) Understood?

Price, are you living
down here now, or what?

Fourth shift this week.

Frank must be really
impressed with my work.

Well, at least you're not
getting special treatment, huh?

This is Chuck Dolson.

Found him at the grow-op
on Euclid.

He was, uh, picking up
marijuana.

Here's a cell phone,
blue lighter.

(Radio chatter)

This... is a picture
of a dog.

It's not mine, though.

It's a dog I aspire
to own one day.

Dogspiration, yo.

(Laughs)
He speaks your language.

Enjoy. Chuck...

This is Officer Price.
You will refer to her as such.

- Do you understand?
- Mm-hmm.

Bye, Chuck.

(Radio chatter)

Officer Collins,
good to see you.

You're looking
very well these days.

Uh...

(Lowered voice)
Wh-what are you doing?

I thought we agreed this is
how we were gonna

- talk to each other in public.
(Lowered voice) - Oh...

Well, I guess that movie
tonight's gonna be a lot of fun.

(Alert beeps, radio chatter)

Andy, it's just a movie.

Lots of people
at this division hang out.

Yeah? Naked?

Lots of people at this
division hang out naked?

Uh, I hope not. Rudy invited me
over for a poker game

- this weekend, so...
- Nick!

This is serious.

Okay, we can't keep doing this

until Gail knows about us.

Movies, dinners,
whatever it is,

it just... feels sneaky.

Okay. I'll tell her.

No, no, no, no, no!
Get back here.

You can't tell her.
I have to. She's my friend.

So...

I will.

First chance I get.

I just haven't had
the opportunity yet.

All right, well...

I already prepaid
for popcorn, so...

Here's hoping
opportunity knocks.

First shift back.
How you feeling?

(Sighs) Dov, how'd I get here?

Uh, same as always.
You know...

Riverdale, Broadview, west on Gerrard...
(Snickers)

No. I mean here.
This desk.

Well, you asked Frank
for your job back,

and, uh...
he gave it to you.

(Scoffs) I mean, it feels like
I'm starting all over again.

You know?

I'm single.
I'm riding a desk.

Chris,
you're an experienced officer.

- Everyone knows that.
- I know, but...

What do experienced officers
do after a long shift?

Good ones go over their notes.

Which is exactly
what we would be doing...

If we weren't going
to the Penny.

I gotta get up early
and look for a place.

No, no, no, no, no.
Diaz is back at 15.

Tonight we celebrate.

(Door buzzes)

Hey, so I'm glad
you're not a corpse.

Excuse me?

Well, I hadn't heard back
from you.

I was starting to get worried
you got, uh,

run over by a bus or something.

You know, some might say
that you were,

I don't know, obnoxious.

And some might also say
that ignoring somebody's calls

is kind of obnoxious, too.

Look, Steve...

I-I'm not looking
to date anyone right now.

That's a damn shame.

I'm sorry.

No, no, don't do that.
It's cool.

I'm cool. You're cool.

We're cool.

I'll see ya.

(Buckle clicking,
showers running)

And here I was, just thinking,

I hope somebody comes
and stands

uncomfortably close to me right now.
(Laughs)

Har-de-har-har.
Do you know why I came over?

I came over 'cause you seem
stressed, Sam. Are you stressed?

Yeah, I'm stressed about
how long it's gonna take me

to get to Niagara if I don't
get out of this joint

in the next ten minutes
and beat traffic.

Blackjack. Are you in?

No. No. Nope.
I am... I'm not.

And neither are you.
Look at this. Look at this.

What is... what is that?

What do you mean, what is that?

It's a cabin.
I bought it.

(Scoffs) You...
You... you bought it?

Yeah. That I did.
That I did.

Another 15 years,
this baby's gonna be all mine.

Look at that, man.
You know what?

I'm picking up the keys today,
and guess who's lucky enough

to be coming with me.

- Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
- Yeah?

Places like this need work,
and it's work I don't wanna do.

You know what?
You just said it.

You need a break.
I need a break.

All right?
And you know where...

Where grown men go
to take breaks?

In places just like this.

Come on, man. Did you ever
read "Into The Wild"?

No, but I saw the movie,
and I'm pretty sure

the guy starved to death
at the end.

True. Okay.

So it's the work that
you're worried about.

So we'll take backup, okay?

A couple of rookies who know
their way around a hammer.

Huh? Scot-free, we're off
Calypso Collapso. Watch this.

Hey, Diaz, Epstein,
how are you boys?

What are you up to
this evening?

Uh, not too much. Just gonna
go to the Penny. Why?

Okay, Penny Shmenny.
Check that out, man.

Huh? What do you think
of that, brother?

You... me, Sam.

It'll be like
a beer commercial,

especially since you
are gonna bring the beer.

I can't.
I got an early start tomorrow.

We're in. How much beer?

(Oliver) Nice!
As much as you can carry.

We're leaving in ten minutes.
Ten minutes!

(Door closes)

- You see?
- What?

We're in. We're men.
(Door opens)

We're going to a cabin.

(Thud)

(Indistinct conversations)

(Door buzzes in distance)

Hey.
Hey.

(Sets cup down)

(Refrigerator door opens)

Oh. (Chuckles)
Look at that.

You take cream
in your tea, too.

That's funny.
(Chuckles) Yeah.

That's actually hysterical.

Well, I mean, most people
will take it with milk

or just black.
(Pouring tea)

Can you say that tea is black,
or is that just coffee?

Hey. Why are you
so twitchy?

I'm not. I'm not.
I'm just, uh...

I'm really happy
that we're friends.

You know, or whatever it is
that we are,

and I would never want to do
anything to jeopardize that.

And... and if I did do something
to jeopardize that,

then I would want
to talk about it.

Okay, then let's talk about it.

Okay.

Good. Good.

Lines of communication
are... open.

(Inhales)

Here goes.

(Stammers)

This isn't really
how I communicate.

Right.

Wow. Okay, so I did that.

But that was long overdue.

(Radio chatter)

And now I have to go. (Alert beeps,
woman speaking indistinctly over P.A.)

You know what?
I'm not gonna tell you.

You tell me. We'll
take a... yeah...

Oh. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Something tells me people are

being asked to stay late.
Yep, but not us.

We're gonna go out booking,
all right?

Yeah. Step lightly.
Come on, boys.

(Radio chatter,
telephone ringing)

(Oliver) Sam!

You're killing me, man!

(Woman) Half of
the oncoming shift

is out with food poisoning.

Who busted the grow-op
on Euclid?

Oh, I did, Staff.

Well, it's a big job,
and we could use

some extra uniforms
to help out.

That is, unless you have
anything else on the go.

Great.

(Radio chatter)

I don't know, might be nice

to work with some
new people, right?

Sure.

(Radio chatter continues)

(Door creaks)

(Radio chatter) Whoa.

(Camera shutter clicking)

Trace? What are you
doing here?

I am the detective on this.

I'm overseeing
the investigation.

Oh.

Okay, so what are we
supposed to be doing here,

besides wasting
our precious time?

Forensics can't really
go over the scene

until all the plants
have been cleared.

Cleared?

We were brought here
to clear plants?

Gail, many people find
gardening therapeutic.

(Nick) Suit up, ladies.

Thanks.

(Radio chatter,
shutter clicking continues)

Hey, is there something
else I can do?

Paperwork? Anything?

Okay, what's going on?

Something's up with you
and Gail. What is it?

No. We're good.

We're great.

Hey, Nash.
You flying solo on this?

Yep. It's a grow-op.

So tons of filing,
chain of custody.

I can hardly contain myself.

Well, maybe it just got
a little more glamorous.

(Man) Found him in the container
by the plants.

Hell of a day to be
flying solo.

(Young Rival) ♪ She's been
to jail two times before ♪

♪ Her father was a cop

All right, load up, men,
we're here!

- Beautiful.
- Yeah, man.

Not so far from the city,
but...

Here you go. Feels like
a million miles away.

Grab whatever you can.

♪

(Whirring) Ohh!

♪ She says, "Is it true?

♪ You and me are through?"

Take a deep breath.
(Inhales)

- You know what that smell is?
- Exhaust fumes?

(Mocking laugh)

That is freedom.
(Keys jangle)

Huh? Take a moment. Come on.
(Cooler clatters on ground)

Enjoy it. (Inhales)

(Cell phone chirps) No, no, no!

Hey. No phones. Not today.

Today we return
from whence we came.

I'll take that.

Thank you, Dov.
Yours, too, Diaz.

No gadgets. No shackles
from our former lives.

(Cell phone rings) Oh.

(Beep) That's Celery.
I want to take this.

Hey. Hi, darlin',
how are ya?

(Door creaks)
Yeah, we made it, no problem.

Yeah. Now we're here.

Okay, darlin'. Bye.

All right, it's tour time!
(Door closes)

We have two bedrooms.
The bathroom is over there.

We are, uh, standing
in the living room,

as I overstate the obvious.
(Door opens)

Ah. Diaz, feel free.

Help yourself to anything that's
in the, um, in the fridge.

There's nothing in the fridge.

Oh, yeah. Right, right,
right, right.

If you wouldn't mind, man,
the cooler's right here.

Empty it out, pal.

- Bunk beds?
- Not it!

Oh, perfect, okay.
Sam has chosen the couch.

You guys will have the room
with the bunk beds.

I'll be in the master suite.

Well, how come we automatically
get the bunk beds?

I thought this was a democracy.

Oh, it is. It is.

Feel free to complain
all you want.

Top or bottom?

Don't ever ask me that again.

(Laughs) (Claps hands)

All right, let's get
this party started.

We got, uh, Zeppelin,
we got, uh, Bowie,

- we got, uh...
- Come on. No power.

Here, let me...
give me that.

It's probably just
the batteries, man.

You gotta give 'em a spin.

(Switch clicking) No, he's right.
No power.

Which also means no heat.

Okay. That's...

Yeah, that's no big deal.

(Sighs) Come on,
dudes, we're, uh, men.

These are problems
that men fix.

If the generator
is not working,

then we will repair it.

In the meantime, you two
go out into the forest

and grab us a couple pieces
of firewood.

- Huh.
- Yeah.

Sammy and I will get
the generator going

by the time you get back.
So... (Claps hands)

Hop to it, rookies.
(Bird calling)

I'll empty your cooler.
(Blows raspberry)

(Door buzzes and beeps)
Chuck Dolson.

I'm Detective Nash.

(Door closes) That grow-op
we arrested you at...

Turns out we found a dead guy.

Somebody shot him.

Like you to tell me
what you know about that.

Wh-what do you mean?

Who is he? You know him?

No.

Yeah, I mean, I don't know.
Maybe. Kind of.

Can I get some water?

I have mad pasties.
I can't even swallow. (Laughs)

Not until you tell me
who that is.

Can you not yell at me?

I don't do well with hostility.

According to my notes,
you were at the grow-op

picking up drugs,
so you a dealer?

Yeah... (Chuckles)

But my clientele is tres limit.

I'm not super business-savvy.

I only pick up every few
weeks from that guy.

I don't even know
his last name.

First name?

Ivan.

I went over there today.
He wasn't around.

Door was open, I went in,
figured I'd blaze a j-man,

wait for him to show up,
but he never did.

I was heading out when
that officer grabbed me

and handed me over to that
crotchety black-haired dude.

Yeah. Officer Swarek.
So how well did you know Ivan?

Not well. I mean, besides
buying off of him.

We weren't friends or anything,

but he seemed like
a stand-up dude.

I think he had a gum problem,
though,

'cause his breath was mad bad.

I thought I should tell him,

- but how do you say something like that?
- Chuck.

Right. Sorry. Focus. Sorry.

I wish I could help you.
(Exhales)

(Slides photos on desk)

What happens now?

(Door buzzes and beeps)
You sit tight.

Mary Jane.
Ganja.

Wacky tabacky.
Reefer.

Giggle stick.

That's not one.

It is. I swear.

(Radio chatter) (Typing)

Are you looking it up?
Mm-hmm.

Why do I feel like no one
takes me seriously

at this division?

You know, I volunteered
for this platoon

'cause I thought,
maybe for a change,

I'd get treated differently.
Whoa, Chloe, easy.

- I didn't mean anything by it.
- No, just forget it.

Let's just figure out
who's connected

to this stupid grow house
and move on.

(Traci sighs)

My first solo homicide.

Star witness
is freakin' Cheech.

Which one is Cheech?
Is he the smart one?

Was there a smart one?

(Cell phone chimes)

It was a joke.
(Beep)

Oh, the grow house is clear.

Which means I can head back,
take a look at the scene.

It might help if I had
a uniform with me.

Somebody with good eyes,
good instinct.

Well, that sounds like
a good job for Officer Price.

- It does?
- It does?

I'll hang back,

just follow up
on some of these leads.

A'ight. Chloe it is.

(Clicks pen)

Giggle stick.

Giggle stick.

(Radio chatter)

(Groans) It's hot in here.

Yep. Gives new meaning
to the term "hot box."

(Laughs) Andy?

If you have something to say,
can you say it?

If not, can you stop acting weird?
(Liquid splashes)

What the hell?
(Sighs) No, you're right.

What the hell?
Okay, listen.

Gail, I am so sorry,
but something happened...

Aah! Ahh!
What?!

God, my wrist is burning!

Oh, it's burning, it's burning.

It's industrial drain cleaner.

- Ugh! (Panting)
- Whoa! Okay, okay, okay!

I think we need to get you
to the hospital.

Let's go.
(Panting)

(Birds calling and chirping)

You know, it is
pretty nice out here.

Glad we came.

Yeah. It's awesome.

What's wrong?

You know what, Chris?
Maybe you're right.

I thought we'd crossed over,
but... (Scoffs) Look at us.

Errand boys.

Come on, man, that's...
that's not true.

I mean, what's it gonna take
to get these guys' respect?

You know, I think we should just
focus on the task at hand,

find some wood,
and get out of here.

Okay. What about
that tree right there?

It's green. Won't burn.

You're telling me
none of these trees will burn?

Oh, man, those two...
(Laughs)

It's almost too easy.

Know what I mean?
Kinda breaks my heart.

Anyway, who... how's this?

- This is a piece of cake.
- Good.

Which is why we're doing it.
(Laughs)

(Laughs) - So, uh...
- Hmm...

What made you... buy
this place out of nowhere?

(Breathes deeply)
Celery had a, uh...

Celery had a-a house blessing
to go to,

so we were out looking
for specular hematite.

But the guy...

The guy is trying to
sell us tumbled,

like we don't know
the difference.

And... (Sighs)

It's not important.
This is of no value to you.

Uh, the point is, we were
heading back to the city,

and I spotted this joint,
you know?

One look and I knew
I had to buy it.

So you and the witch
went to buy magic crystals

and bought a house
made of twigs instead?

(Laughs) Yeah.

I mean, we got the hematite, too, but...
Oh, good.

I don't know.

I can't remember the last time
that I looked at something

and just knew, you know?

Less thinking,
more doing, right?

Yeah. Couldn't agree
with you more, so...

(Chuckles) Let's do this.

Pass me my beer, will you?

Yes, of course, pal.

Oh.
(Clink)

- To...
- To your house.

(Laughs)

Hmm. To Celery.
(Laughs)

So it must have been tricky
to get Ivan into that drum,

and whoever it was
cleaned up after themselves.

There's no blood.

(Radio chatter)

Can you step back a bit?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

(Clattering)
Chloe... Chloe!

Let's try to preserve the scene
as much as we can.

I know.

- Okay?
- I'm s... I know. I'm sorry.

(Sighs) All right,
no real sign of forced entry,

so Ivan must have known
the guy, let him in.

And no sign of a scuffle.

And Ivan was shot in the back,

so he probably didn't even
know that it was coming.

Not a true friend.
(Men speaking indistinctly)

Hmm?

You know, Oscar Wilde...

A true friend stabs you
in the front, you know?

But Ivan wasn't stabbed.
He was shot.

Traci Nash.
What are you doing here?

Guns and Gangs, baby.

Uh, do you want to
check out the basement?

We know the Portuguese guys
have been running this area,

and we also know that
no small-time dealer

is moving this much product
on their own.

So, ergo, we're taking
an interest.

Why didn't you call me?

Because you wouldn't have
answered.

Anyway, thanks
for holding the fort.

Maybe you guys...
You want to take five,

just, you know, let us
do our thing, and then...

Then I'll brief you, okay?

Excuse me.

- Wait. Thank you.
- Yeah.

Thanks. Okay, so I talked to him.
He said that, uh...

My first solo homicide.
He's gonna get in my way

because I didn't return
his calls?

(Camera shutters clicking)

Unless...

Hey, Saab, what have you
got there?

Bullet casing.
9-millimeter.

Sending it in for prints
right now.

(Bag rustling) Prints?
Wh-when those get back,

do you mind if I am
the first to see them?

Aren't you sharing this
with Guns and Gangs?

How's Nadia?

She's fine.

Come to think of it,
I am the one

who set you guys up, aren't I?

All right. Okay.

I guess it wouldn't hurt
if you got them

a little sooner than they did.

And you know you're lucky
she's cute.

(Reads in German)

What, uh, what do you
think that means?

(German accent) I don't
speak the German. (Laughing)

(German accent) You don't
speak the German.

All right.
(Normal voice) Where's the socket wrench?

(Normal voice) I don't got
a socket wrench, man.

What do... what do you mean,
you don't have a socket wrench?

I don't know. These were here
when I got the place.

Anyways, I recall you saying

this was gonna be
a piece of cake.

I-I... that was before I knew you
didn't have a socket wrench.

All right, well, here.
Just... what about this?

(Crackling, explosion)
Aah! Aah! Aah!

Ohh! (Laughing)
Ow!

Are you all right?
Is your hand okay?

(Laughs) Don't laugh.

- I'm s... I apologize. (Stammers)
- Damn it!

- I don't...
- Uh, uh, are you okay?

- Okay, you know what?
- What?

Thanks for inviting me, Oliver.

I'm having such
a great time, you know?

I'm really...
I'm so grateful to you

because I'm not sitting
at a Blackjack table

in a warm casino right now.

Yeah, you know what?
I'm beginning to think

that Epstein and Diaz
had the right idea.

They're out there
having a blast,

not sitting in here,
not fixing this.

- I'm freezing.
- I know.

And hungry.

Hey, what about that?

Seriously, dude,
this isn't rocket science.

If it's green, it won't burn.

(Birds calling)

Dead tree... 2:00.

Same problem. It's rotten.
It's too wet.

I'm starting to think
you're making this stuff up.

You know, Oliver and Swarek

are probably yukking it up
in the cabin right now

while we're stuck out here
in this fire-retardant forest.

(Grunts)

Uh...
(Groans)

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

(Groans)

- I rolled my ankle.
- Okay. This is stupid.

We gotta get you out of here.
All right? Swarek and Oliver...

They can get their own
damn wood.

I'll give you a hand. Hold on.
I'm fine, I'm fine.

You sure? I don't mind.
No. I'm fine.

Just take my arm.
Really.

I'm here for you.
(Mutters)

This is ridiculous.

Hey. We came
from this way.

Uh, no, I'm pretty sure
we came from this way.

No, no, no.
We came from north,

which is this way.

Well, I don't know
where north is,

but I'm pretty sure
we came from over here.

Great.

(Sighs) Now we're lost.

Come on.

(Bird cries)

Okay, so the nurse said
that the painkillers

should start to kick in soon.

Do you want me
to get you anything

while we wait for the doctor?

- Like a magazine or coffee?
- No.

I actually think
I'd rather talk

about what you were gonna
tell me back at the scene.

Gelatin? I can get you
some gelatin.

Nah. I'm more interested

in "I'm so sorry
something happened."

What exactly happened?

Okay.

(Chair wheels roll)
Let's do this.

(Sighs) Gail,
sometimes things happen...

- Andy.
- and people get hurt.

- You know, good people.
- Andy?

Andy.

Is that an elephant?

Excuse me?

Get it for me.

Okay.

(Chair creaks) (Sighs)

This is so little.

It's like a baby, you know?

Mm-hmm.

It's a baby elephant.

It's... it's freaking me out,
actually.

It's actually freaking me out
a little bit.

It's freaking me out, McNally.

- I want you to get it away from me...
- Okay.

- Gone.
- How'd you do that?

How much oxycodone
did they give you?

A lot.
And I kind of like it.

Aah. (Exhales deeply)

What were you gonna say?

Um...

You ever notice how...
Soft your hair is?

It's pretty soft.
It's very soft.

- Okay.
- It's pretty soft.

I'm gonna get the nurse.

(Door buzzes and beeps)

(Radio chatter,
telephone ringing)

All right,
prisoner feeding time.

(Door closes) You're lucky.

We still had one left.

Thanks, man.
I wish I could partake,

but I abstain from gluten.

I read on the Internet
it kills brain cells.

I wanna hold onto these bad boys
as long as I can.

Yeah, well, I can see why
you'd be concerned. (Turns doorknob)

Hey, did they find
the dude who iced Ivan?

Like, can I go yet?

No. Not yet. You still haven't
been cleared as a suspect.

Unlikely.
Can't you just release me

on a promise to appear
or some crap?

How do you know about those?

(Scoffs) Dude, look at me.

(Packaging rustles) Obviously,
I watch a ton of television.

I thought you didn't
eat gluten.

(Mouth full) Oh. Yeah.
I forgot.

(Door buzzes and beeps)

So the house is registered
to our victim, Ivan Gertner.

Oh. It's the only
name on the mortgage.

He made the down payment
in cash.

There's no steady job.

I don't know where
the money's coming from.

Friends in high places.

Good one. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Incoming.

(Traci) Oh. Here we go.

(Indistinct conversations)

Steve Peck.

Traci Nash.

Do... do you wanna hear
something funny?

Yeah.

Someone told me you're working
the Euclid case,

independent from Guns and Gangs.

I'm a detective
working a homicide case.

And I'm a detective filling in
gaps between this grow-op

and its connection to
the Portuguese in the area.

So... what, are you...
are you worried

that I'm cramping your style?

No, no, no, no. I'm just worried
you're gonna get lost in the mix

and I'd... I'd hate
for that to happen.

'Cause you know how much
I like you, Nash.

Wow.

- You always this good with women?
- Have it your way.

Work the case, but I gotta
warn you. I got a...

(Pats folder) Hell of a
head start on this one.

Just saying.

Hey. Ident asked me
to pass along a message.

The prints came back
on the bullet casing

from the grow-op.
Guy named Gil Abrino.

Known gang affiliations.

Good. Let's go pick him up.

(Radio chatter)

- Chris, we're going in circles.
- Don't say that.

- It's true.
- Would you stop?

I mean, when...
When do you even think

- they're gonna notice we're missing?
- Oh. (Mutters) Stupid...

Probably when they wake up
tomorrow morning,

they notice that we're not here
to cook 'em breakfast. (Grunting)

Uhh!

(Grunting)

I don't think
that's gonna burn.

I don't care if it burns or not!
(Whacking)

I am sick and tired of hearing
you complain! (Clatter)

You haven't stopped
since we got out here.

Do you have any idea how hard
it was for me to come back here?

I had to turn my life
upside down.

I sacrificed everything
to do what I thought was right,

and things just got worse.
And what did it get me?

I gotta stand out here
and listen to you complain

about where you sit
in the divisional pecking order.

I don't wanna hear it!

I didn't wanna come to this
stupid cabin in the first place!

- Then you should have said something.
- I did!

Then you should have said it
louder.

Chris, you know what
your problem is?

You're so busy making decisions
for other people,

that you don't even know
what you want anymore.

Oh, so I should be
selfish like you?

Not selfish.
Just not spineless.

It's okay to do things
that make you happy.

You happy.
You used to know that.

(Birds calling)

I'm sorry.

I know you've had
a hard time recently.

Look, when I was
in Timmins... (Sniffles)

Nobody treated me
like a rookie,

because nobody there thought
I was one, including me.

So I wasn't.

(Vehicle approaches)

That sounds like a semi.

There's... there's gotta be
a highway over there.

(Grunts) I'm keeping this.

Let's just get
the hell outta here.

Maybe I don't know
what I'm doing here.

You know, 40-year-old divorce
with 3 kids, this cabin.

My girlfriend is a wiccan,
whatever that means.

I mean, I know what it means,
but...

You know, this...
(Exhales deeply)

This is a mid-life crisis.

I make the right choice
with Celery?

Yes.

How do you know that?

A feeling.
I see you two together,

and I know she's right for you.

Like you and McNally?

Exactly.

(Chair creaks)

(Chuckles)

You know what? Ahem.

You got three beautiful kids...

- Oh, no, no.
- A girlfriend.

Yeah, you're divorced, but, uh,

you own a cabin, at least.

Uh-huh. No, you know what?
This isn't about me, man.

You're moving... forward.

So don't complain, all right?
Don't complain.

I didn't come up here
to listen to you mope.

Oh. (Chuckles) Yeah,
that is rich. That's good, man,

coming from you.

All right. Considering
I just watched you mope

for the last year, huh?

Ever... ever since you've been
out of uniform and McNally left.

Name one time you saw me mope.

I watch you mope on the inside.

I know. That might not
make any sense,

but I'll tell you,
here's another thing.

I'll tell you what.
I'll bet you Marlo sees it, too.

You know? Huh?
And that's not fair.

I've been on that side,

you know, with Zoe.

And that is... that is, uh,
not a good place to be in.

It hurts, and it screws
with your head.

(Sighs)

(Chuckles)

I miss her, man.

I wish I didn't, but I do.

I keep thinking
about the future,

kids, park on Sundays.

Real life.
Something more than this...

With her.

You gotta tell Marlo.

(Sighs)

How did we get onto this?

They...

they said when we get older,
this would get easier.

Well... they lied.

♪ Hello, my baby

(Andy) Gail.

♪ - Hello, my honey
- Gail.

(Nasal voice)
♪ I'm a ragtime gal

Gail.

♪ Send me a kiss by wire

I slept with Nick.

I'm sorry.

(Woman speaking indistinctly
over P.A.)

You...

and Nick.

Yes.

Slept together?

Yes.

(Telephone ringing in distance)

I already knew that.

What do you mean, you knew?

So this whole time that
I've been trying to tell you,

- you've just been...
- Judging you? Yeah.

I didn't expect that.

Oh.

Well, I mean, I could...
I could cry.

Would you like me to cry?

No.

Or I could tell you how right

I think you and Nick are
for each other,

and then I could gag
on my own words. I don't know.

It just all depends
on what you were expecting.

I wasn't really expecting
anything.

Well... other than hoping

that maybe we could talk
about how you feel about it.

You're killing my mellow, man.

Get out.

What?

Just... move it.

You know what, Gail? We're gonna
have to talk about this...

I said beat it, narc.

(Radio chatter)

It's Gil Abrino?

Yeah, but, Traci,
there's something about gil

you should know.

(Speaks Portuguese)

Yeah. He only speaks
Portuguese.

Perfect. Talk to staff,
tell him we need an interpreter.

Oh, actually... of course, by the
time the interpreter gets here,

this guy's gonna be lawyered up,

and we'll never
get anything out of him.

Meanwhile, what do you want me
to do about Chuck?

Let's release him
on a promise to appear.

- Ahem!
- Why are you still here?

Chloe preco a seu servico.

I-I speak Portuguese.

- You do?
- Mm-hmm.

Okay. Get him
into interview three

and wait for me.

(Speaks Portuguese)

(Speaks Portuguese)

(Speaks Portuguese)

What happened?
Where are you going?

Well, we know he has
gang affiliations.

We also have his cell phone,
so I'm just gonna make

some calls
to his Portuguese gang buddies

and tell them
that Mr. Abrino here

gave us their cell phone number.

You do that,
and my family's dead.

You speak English?

- I knew it. I totally knew it.
- How?

Well, he used the expression
"Barking up the wrong tree,"

which is an English expression.

Portuguese one
is totally different.

There's no tree, no dogs.

I figured I'd give it a try.

Look... I have a wife
and a son.

You tell my boss
that I'm a rat, and I'm dead.

They're dead.

Tell us what we need to know,

we won't have to ask
your friends.

I got a call last week
from my boss.

He says that we're taking over
the grow house on Euclid

and that I gotta take the guy
out who works there... Ivan.

Things didn't go as planned?

I froze.

He came at me. I panicked.

I just dropped the gun,
and I took off.

So who finished the job?

All I know is that I was
supposed to call this one number

when I was done.

You still have
that number in your phone?

Let's go find out who
that number belongs to.

(Door buzzes)

It's gotta be
one of the last numbers.

I heard you brought in Abrino.
Where is he?

- I wanna talk to him.
- Don't bother.

We don't think he did it.

They ordered Abrino
to do the hit,

but he botched the job.

Somebody found out
and took care of it for him.

So... you believe him?
I don't know yet.

Gave us the number
that he was supposed to call

after the hit.

So what, now you're just
gonna call it?

Do you have a better idea?

(Door buzzes and beeps) Hey,
guess who's getting out of here.

Kind of unfair, bro.
(Door closes)

I don't even know
who else is in here.

It's you, Chuck.
Turns out you're right.

You're being released
on a promise to appear.

Woot-woot! (Laughs)
What about my stuff?

It's all in here.
You'll get it at reception.

Hey, could I... get some water
for the road, man?

I'm parched.
Or a petite snackage?

What is this, the Ritz?
I gave you a granola bar.

Yeah, but I only ate half
on account of the glu...

The gluten. Right, fine.
You know what?

You sit tight.
I will get you some water.

You can get a snack after you leave.
(Door buzzes and beeps)

Agua for chuckua?

(Radio chatter)

You know the drill.

I'm Abrino's wife.
Don't say too much.

Keep them on the phone
as long as possible.

This is right.

Yeah. Here goes nothing.

Hey, man, how's it going?
You know.

(Coins clatter,
cell phone rings)

(Ring, can clatters)

No... no one's picking up.

See if he has voicemail.
Okay.

(Ring)

(Ring)

(Ring)

(Ring)

(Ringing stops)

(Ring, beep)

That was a bust.

Wait. Hold on.

(Door buzzes and beeps)
You're a free man.

(Sighs)

Try it again.

(Beep)

(Cell phone rings)

(Ringing) Somebody's really
trying to get ahold of you.

It's probably my mom.

She's kind of overprotective,
you know?

(Ring)

(Ring, beep) Nothing.

One more time.
(Beep)

Chuck, easy, easy.
We're not in a race.

(Cell phone rings)

(Ring) Nick!

(Ring)

Nick!

Nick! Wait.
(Ring)

Hey! Stop!

(Ring, beep)

Chloe?

Cuff him.

(Handcuffs jangle)

(Speaks inaudibly)

The burnout
with a heart of gold.

That's a good cover.

I almost bought it, too.

(Door buzzes and beeps)

(Radio chatter)

Are we having a yard sale?

When Ivan bought the house
on Euclid,

he made a $10,000
down payment in cash. Okay?

A week before that,
you took out...

The exact same amount
from your account.

All I see is a guy
who's bad with his dough.

You were partners with Ivan.

You fronted the money
for the grow house.

You were the one who made
the deal with the Portuguese

to expand your business.

But Ivan wasn't into that.

So he had to go.

Keep going.
This is awesome, really.

Okay, well, Gil told us

that he was supposed
to call your cell phone

when the job was done,
but he never called.

You phoned him.

You phoned him...
19 times this morning

'cause you wanted to find out
what was going on,

but he didn't answer
because he chickened out.

So you had to take care
of Ivan yourself.

Maybe, or maybe
the Easter Bunny killed Ivan

'cause they were fighting
over the Tooth Fairy.

It must have been hard
to get Ivan into that drum...

Mm-hmm.

After you shot him.

Wrestling with the body
is probably easy. Lose a hair.

Yeah, and it won't take long

for us to find
the killer's D.N.A.

on Ivan's body.

And when we do...

(Packaging rustling)
we'll just match it

to the D.N.A. found
on this.

What's a guy gotta do
around here to get a lawyer?

(Switch clicks) Where the
hell have you guys been?

(Sam)
What happened to your leg?

What happened to your hand?

(Dov) Why is the generator
in the living room?

You guys still haven't
fixed it?

Well, we got
a little distracted.

You know what?
Just stand back.

Okay, Dov and I got this.

Of course. You know
how to fix this.

You just didn't tell us.

Well, you never asked.

Something tells me
you will next time.

(Chuckles)

So who's grabbing our beers?

(Donovan Woods)
♪ I was gonna go back home

♪ oh, if she had them
spread out on the floor ♪

I was lucky today.

Lucky?

Yeah, what were the odds
that you spoke Portuguese?

High tano. It's Swahili
for "High five."

Swahili?

Yeah. Swahili, Portuguese,
Spanish, German...

Well, actually,
what else can I speak?

Amazing. Seriously, Chloe,
you were a rock star today.

♪ If she's not
coming over lately ♪

♪ I was gonna go back home

Gracias.

♪ I was gonna go back home

Chuck the pothead just
wanted to be somebody.

Yeah, it's going around
these days.

Your first homicide case.

You nailed it.

May I?

♪

What are you doing?

Well, you said you didn't
recognize my number

when it shows up, so...

(Buttons click)

I thought I'd make it
easier for you.

There.

"Captain Of The Universe"?

Have a good night, detective.

♪

(Cell phone rings)

(Beep)

Hello? Yeah. I know who this is.

(Scoffs)

(Starts engine)

Ho ho ho! Ah!

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Yes, buddy. Yes, Chris Diaz,
that is a beautiful sight.

(Dov) - Here you go.
(Sam) - Not as beautiful as this.

(Oliver) Oh.

(Bird calls)

Or that.

♪

That's what it's all about
right here,

where we are right now.

♪ With all those chicks

(owl hooting in distance)

♪

(Bird calls)

All right, anyone else
freezing their ass off?

Dude, I'm so cold right now.

(Oliver) Let's go play
some cards, boys.

(Woman speaking indistinctly
over P.A.)

What? Are you still here?

Yeah, just wanted
to make sure you're okay.

Gravy.
Thanks for your concern.

Please stop acting like
you're okay about me and Nick.

Andy, I'm fine.

S-so then what we...
we have your blessing?

My blessing?

(Voice breaking) No.

You don't...

You don't have my blessing.

I'm sorry.

You broke the code, Andy.

You're not supposed to date
a friend's ex.

You're never... never supposed
to date a friend's ex,

but... that's what's
so great about it.

That's your punishment.

What?

You are the bad guy.

You, Miss-Perfect-
Never-Hurt-A-Fly McNally

are the bad guy.

Look at it.
It's just killing you.

If you'll excuse me, my...

my real friend's
waiting for me, so...

Hey.

(Gail) Hey.
Let's get outta here.

(Sniffles)

Are we going? 'Cause I got us
tickets for the late show.

(Radio chatter)

(Car doors close,
engine starts)

Okay. (Sighs)

Just had to make sure.

(Siren wailing)
Make sure of what?

That it was worth it.

Opportunity knocked, and then...
punched me in the face.

Okay. So?
What are you thinkin'?

Tell you in the morning.