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Wow. They made it look just like a camp.

Bro, it is a camp.
It's just for adults and families.

Real camp, not a facsimile.

Welcome to Camp Wenebosho!

So, we are that way.

Our cabin is Wendigo.

Hang on, hang on. Hey, hand it over!

We all agreed!
No phones, no devices, no tablets.

I thought we were doing
a thing where we say.

"Yeah, great idea"

and then, don't do it 'cause
it's a terrible idea.

People need to reach us.

You have 72 hours off work.

You're 90 minutes from home.

Unplug and unwind, baby.

Dave's right. Just the three of us.

When are we ever gonna
get that chance again?

Well, you and I work together,

and Dave has taken to parking his
coffee truck at crime scenes.

I'd say this chance could
come as soon as Monday.

Come on, disconnect to reconnect.

I set this up so we'd have one weekend

that doesn't involve dead people,

chasing that people that
make the dead people,

or preventing people from becoming dead.

Deal?

Deal.

Deal.

Thank you.

This is gonna be just
like when we were kids!

Dibs on bottom bunk!

Whoa, whoa, it's bunk beds?

Okay, well, not glamping.

But clean, and... pioneer-ish.

Yeah.

- Welcome to Camp Wenebosho!
- Tom!

Tom, these are my friends.
This is Sam and Harley.

- Sam, Harley, hey.
- Hi.

You guys settling in okay?

- Yeah.
- Great.

- Hey, the renovations look amazing!
- Thank you, thank you.

You know, we haven't quite
got to the cabins yet.

That septic work cost a bundle.

It's been a real journey, all right.

- But then again, the journey...
- Is the destination, I remember.

You!

Hey, I didn't see a
lot of people around.

- Are we it for the weekend?
- No, no.

Most of guests show up on Saturday,

and then, they stay till after
the talent show on Sunday night.

- Yeah.
- I hope you're going to favour

us with a song this year?

- I don't know.
- Come on! Come on.

Hey, Dave brought his ukulele
a couple of years back

and he tore through a version of
"Smells Like Teen Spirit"

that had the whole place going crazy.

Well, aren't you full of surprises.

- I'm kind of amazing.
- Nothing drives the ladies crazier

than Dave whipping out his ukulele.

Okay, a little disturbed
by your phrasing on that.

As you can see,
my friends are kind of jerks.

Some of them, not all of them.

Well, I'm sure they grow on you.

Listen, I got to get back to the office,

but I'll catch up with you folks
at the campfire tonight, okay?

- Yeah.
- So glad you're here!

All right, all right, have fun.
I'll see you in a bit!

All right.

So, are we jumping in
that lake, or what?

Yes... but first!

Before I forget,
I have something for you, Harley.

I hope you don't think
this is a bathing suit.

This is a snoring chinstrap.

You wear it on your face.

Okay, two things.

One, I don't wear face underwear,
especially your face underwear.

And two, I don't snore!

- Do too.
- Don't.

- Do too.
- Don't.

Do too. Snorers say don't!

Yes!

You're right. This is going to be
exactly like when we were kids.

My bunk!!

Like this?

Feet of flame! Feet of fire!

Go, go!

Go, Dave! Yeah!

Whoa!

Okay, I have a vague memory of
Dave riverdancing last night.

Did that happen? Because
that was on my bucket list.

It happened.

And then, it kept happening
for almost three hours.

Great, well, I can die happy now.

In fact, right now, I
just feel like dying.

Yeah, I think that, um...

Jack Daniels slushies were
maybe the bridge too far.

I think the Jack Daniels
washed out the bridges too far.

Good morning, campers!

The dawn has graced us,

and the wonders of Camp Wenebosho await.

What are we up for today?

We have paddle-boarding.

Canoeing. Ooh, archery!

I'm pretty good with a bow, actually.

Let's just do whatever
activity is the quietest,

and involves the least
amount of movement.

And is the quietest.

- That would be rock painting.
- Great.

I cannot tell you guys how many
times I've thought to myself,

"Gee, I wish I had more
time for rock painting."

- You guys are lame.
- Help! We need help.

It's awful! Do you have a phone?

There's one in the rec hall.
Are you guys okay?

- No, um...
- They probably just saw a bear.

- Yeah.
- You might...

I suppose you want your phone back.

Scavengers have been
picking at it for so long,

it's going to be tough to
get a read on what happened.

Nothing screams foul play at me, though.

- I'll have more for you in a bit.
- All right, thanks, Nic.

Do you have a ballpark on the TOD?

Well, based on the level
of decomp and predation,

I think our snowmobiler died
maybe about 8 to 10 months ago,

sometime in the winter.

Is it science that tells you that,

or the fact that he was on a snowmobile?

Morning, Chief.

So, we haven't ID'd the victim yet,

but it's just looking like
a snowmobile accident.

All right, thanks, Sam, I got this.

Okay, 'cause I was I was
going to have Rafalski

run through some missing
persons reports.

He's already on it.

Look, Sam, it's probably an accident,
like you said.

There's no need to involve
another detective in this.

Okay, are you sure you can...

Handle it?

I was a detective long
before you had the job.

Before you had any job.

Off you go, all of you,
it's your weekend.

Kick back, relax, stop
working at my scene.

- That's an order, Sam.
- Okay.

Nicole, I'll need an update.

I'll just get my bag.

Bye, Chief.

Yeah, but a snowmobiler
gone missing in the winter,

that would have resulted in a search.

Yeah, but how could a snowmobiler
be murdered in secret?

Maybe he had a heart attack.

Or-or-or maybe somebody
put poison in his gloves,

and then, when he started to sweat...

Guys, stop being compulsive
mystery solvers.

There's no mystery to find
here, bloodhounds. Move on.

Sam, you're up.

Sorry.

What if he was impaled
on the branch of a tree

but then, the scavengers
destroyed the evidence?

Don't make me stage an intervention.

Because I can guarantee you
it will be poorly planned

and completely unhelpful.

- Throw your dart.
- Okay, here we go.

No, it's not on.

Anything yet?

Found this very
close to the remains.

Could have been his,
could have been used against him.

Cause of death will determine that,

meanwhile, we'll analyze it at the lab.

Now, here's a pièce de résistance
you don't see every day.

A hidden compartment.

Kind of thing used in cars
to smuggle illegal drugs across borders.

Never saw one in a snowmobile, though.

You think we stumbled
on a contraband route?

No contraband here,
unless there's an underground market

for dead cell phones I don't know about.

I found this inside.

Can you get it going again?

Odds are good we can
get something off it.

Now, between the gun and the
secret compartment,

I'm thinking our snowmobiler

didn't just have an accident
while out joy-riding.

Maybe it was a vendetta.

Or a turf war.

A snowmobiler turf war?
That's the best you got?

Please, can we talk
about something else?

Sorry. You are totally right.
What do you want to talk about?

Spiderman. The new Spiderman movie!

- There's a new one?
- Isn't there always?

Creek's dried out.
You can't launch from there.

Great! So, now I'm
just walking around

with a boat on my head.

I knew I should have picked archery.

You good, Dave? You need any help?

Don't. Even. Try. You'll make it worse.

You finish that up,
and then I'll see you by the water.

Folks finding everything okay?

Tom, it's great. Thank you so much.

Yeah, really good. Thank you.

No, thank you, thank you all

for keeping the police presence
next door so low-profile.

Of course. It helps them do
their investigation, too.

We've just been so busy
with the reopening,

and it's already so late in the summer.

I'm afraid it's gonna
really ruin our bookings

if everybody starts to hear.

You've done a great job, bud.

Waterfront looks amazing.

I love this new music corner.
It's great.

Yes, thank you.

How do you two know each other?

- Um...
- Dave and I did some work

- together a few years back.
- Right.

Okay!

I better get back to it.

Let me know if you need anything.

- Thanks.
- Okay.

You know what? I'm gonna catch
up with you guys in a bit.

Okay.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Thanks for not saying anything.

Harley and Sam don't really know
much from that time of my life.

And I suppose you want
to keep it that way.

- Exactly.
- Okay...

but when we let our loved
ones in on our secrets,

our secrets lose their power over us.

- You know that, right?
- You're right.

And you still got that
Yoda thing goin' on?

Excuse me.

Do you know where the hospital is?

It's about 20 minutes west of here.
What happened?

I'm just an idiot. I dropped
my glass on the patio

- and cut myself picking up the shards.
- It's bleeding a lot.

I'm not sure if he needs stitches.

Why don't you see if they
have a first-aid kit?

I'm trained in first-aid,
so let me see how bad it is.

- Are you sure?
- That's so kind of you.

Yeah, yeah, have a seat here.

Okay.

- Wait, aren't you...?
- Harley Carter, yeah.

Good, I thought I was
hallucinating from blood loss.

I'm Greg Karmazin. I'd
shake your hand, but...

There we go. Boop!

This is my wife, Jenna.

Hi.

Wow, you really know what you're doing.

- Are you a nurse?
- No, a police officer.

I heard that Harley Carter

was doing some detective
stuff in this area.

Are you guys are here, like...

undercover?

No, no, we're just hanging out.

Right.

This looks like a pretty clean cut,

it's superficial.

So, if the bleeding doesn't stop,

then I would definitely
have somebody look at it.

What cabin are you guys in?

You want to grab a drink later?

Not if you're bartending, bro.

Yeah, go easy, Greg.

Hey.

Weapon found near the
body was a Sig Sauer 225.

Discharged one round.

So, it's a possible murder weapon.

There were no casings
found near the body site.

Where's Nicole with the cause of death?

She's still working on it.
Up to her elbows in snowmobiler.

Now that's a calling
I'll never understand.

You and me both.

Speaking of calling,
there's something you need to see.

A printout of the text messages
from the cell phone we found.

Sorry to interrupt your fun and games.

- Hey!
- What the hell are those?

These are water bikes.
Because why just go in the water,

when you can look like
an idiot on top of it?

Hey, Chief, we have an extra
bathing suit up at the cabin

if you'd like to join us.

Yeah, another time.

We ID'd our victim.

I have some important questions,

like why your friend Dave Leigh here

was the last person to send him a text.

It'll take a little while to
determine the cause of death.

In the meantime, can
you identify this man?

Yeah, it's Phil Delorme.

But I think you already know that.

And your last text to him said,

"Don't do anything stupid."
What does that mean?

What it sounds like.

I was cautioning him.

Against what?

Look, you want to make this official,
haul me downtown?

It wouldn't be the first time.

Let's keep it semi-friendly,

- for the moment.
- "For the moment"?

That really helps the semi-friendliness.

So, what was Phil involved with?

Phil was a bag man.

He would take money from one location,

usually somewhere remote
with no surveillance,

to another location, like a casino,

where they would launder the money.

And how do you know all this?

Objection!

You don't have to answer that, buddy.

You should answer it.

I just know.

You were a bag man?

Look, this is ancient history.

Give me a history lesson.

How did the money get from A to B?

Um, if you were a bag man,

now is about the time
you want to lawyer up.

Would you get him out of here, please?

All right, but if he pulls out
a phone book, you just holler.

Okay? We'll be watching.

Just play nice, you will be fine.
I guarantee it.

What are you doing?
We were just getting somewhere.

The Chief will get a lot
further without your help.

- I'm trying to help Dave.
- He's an adult.

We both know he had some rough years.

Yeah, but I thought we were talking

ill-advised piercings and stuff.

A little rougher than that, Harley.

Hey, when the Chief mentioned
Dave's run-ins with the law,

he looked at you. Why?

I arrested him a bunch of years back.

You did not tell me that.

Well, I wasn't sure that
it was my story to tell.

All right, well, Dave doesn't
seem to be holding a grudge.

Well, actually,
we didn't talk for a very long time.

And it was pretty frosty
until you came home.

What did you arrest him for?

Just being drunk and
causing a disturbance.

Disturb... you arrested
him for a disturbance?

Sam, come on!

Why didn't you just let
him off with a warning?

Well, what do you think
arresting him was?

I looked the other way too many times.

Anyway, where the hell were you
when all of this was going on?

Dave's best friend?

Let me remind you we're here
to solve your friend's death,

possibly murder.

So, explain to me again,

what does "Don't do
anything stupid" mean?

Phil was paranoid.

He kept saying he thought the
cops were closing in on him,

and he was going to get swept up in it.

I knew Phil was impulsive.

So, I was just trying to get
him to think things through.

What were you scared he'd do?

Maybe something that
would get him killed.

Look, he was worried he
was gonna lose his chance

to do something good with his life.

But I guess he did.

You seem to know a lot
about the money operation.

So, who ran it?

Honestly, the only name I heard?
Tony Combover.

AKA Antonio Bonaventura.

People who piss him off
live to regret it.

Yeah? I wouldn't know.

I only took part once.

And when you did, how did it work?

There was a hidden compartment
on the snowmobile, okay?

Look, here.

Here's the casino.

Normal route would be to
go all the way around here,

to a hunting cabin here.

Yeah, but Phil's body
was found over here.

This is Crown land,
it's pure wilderness.

So, why the change?

Was he coming from the casino?

How the hell would I know?

Fine, sure.

It's possible he was
coming from the casino.

So, where was he taking the money?

Did Phil have an accomplice?

Listen...

I really have told you
everything I know.

I got out of the game a long time ago.

I've turned my life around.

No, no.

You're a bad apple.

And bad apples don't turn good.

They spread the rot.

I wish I knew more.

I really do.

So, I could keep it from you.

Am I free to go?

- Hey, Dave. Hey, Dave!
- No. Let him go. Let him go.

You lecture me about
not being there for him,

- and then, you tell me to let him go?
- Did you see his face?

That's not Dave's "I want to chat" face.

Okay, he'll stomp around for a bit,

and then, we'll turn around
and he will be there.

If Dave is mixed up in this,
we have to help him.

Of course we have to help him.
But when he's ready to talk,

then we will do something.

Where are you going?

- Following them.
- The lovebirds?

No, two sneaky sneaks

who are headed toward a crime scene.
Come on.

Hey, Nic. Working hard
or taking souvenirs?

Making progress.

Blood on the inside lining of the suit

told me I might be looking
for a projectile.

Great.

The suit and remains were too degraded

to show any exit or
entrance wounds, but...

this rib here might
be the golden ticket.

Well, I'm no forensic pathologist,

but that looks like a bullet hole.

We found a gun,
but no bullets around the body site.

Which makes me think
it's still in there.

If it didn't exit,
the bullet would have eventually fallen

to the lowest point of gravity.

So, you're going hunting. In there.

After lunch. Hey, you wanna
grab a burrito with me?

Wow. You're really able to
compartmentalize, aren't you?

It's kind of my superpower. You coming?

Let's walk slowly,
I'll decide when we get there.

Body discovered nearby,

and possibly a whack of cash missing.

Suddenly, you start to see your
fellow campers with new eyes.

They look like a couple out
for a nice walk in the woods,

or do they look like they're
looking for something?

Like they're looking for something.

Like a place to get busy.

We should definitely not
be bearing witness to this.

Let's go, let's go.

- Who's there?
- Sh...

Hey, guys.

Hi!

We, We were just wanting to see

if you guys wanted
to go rock painting.

Yeah, sorry. We really
didn't mean to interrupt.

No, no.

We're just having a little fun
in the great outdoors, you know?

Well, we'll let you get back to it.

Thank you so much for your help before.

The bleeding stopped
within a few minutes.

Yeah, I would have hated
to spend a bunch of hours

in the hospital just for that, you know?

Hey, we saw what we thought
looked like a police officer

going into your guys' cabin.
Is everything okay?

Yeah. Just fine, thanks.

Come on!

I can keep any intel totally on the DL.
I promise, I'm good.

Greg, I know it's hard for you,
but honey, please be cool.

That's a bad-ass scar.

Yeah. I caught
myself with a fish hook.

What an idiot, right?

Yeah, such an idiot.

We had to spend our honeymoon
in a Belizean emergency room.

Just so romantic.

All right, well, we don't want
to ruin any more honeymoons.

We'll see you guys later.

- All right.
- Bye.

Does it look like she got that
scar from a fish hook to you?

I'm not really up on
my fish hook wounds.

Well, I've seen loads of them,

and you can only get those from bullets.

You just noticing that now?

Yeah, right before you did.

Don't even try to play it
like you noticed it first.

I'm not playin', I'm just sayin'!

My God.

And they're sure the
snowmobiler was Phil?

This is my fault, Dave.

I should have been harder on him.

Don't take that on, Tom.

It looks like Phil was
still in the game.

Police think he was transporting money.

Although they didn't find any.

So, they think Phil was
killed for the money?

Or do they still think the
money's out there somewhere?

Mr. Bonaventura. A moment of your time?

I'm kind of on my way somewhere.

Just a couple of questions,
Mr. Bonaventura.

Or should I call you Tony Combover?

You know, I chose that nickname myself.

On purpose.

I knew that's what people would call me,
so I chose it myself.

- It's called getting ahead of it.
- Be that as it may.

Wondering what you can
tell me about this man.

Don't know him. Crap picture, though.

He looks a lot worse now.

This man has been dead
for several months.

We know he worked for you.

Well, if you say so.
Lots of guys work for me.

Seasonal landscaper stuff.

Not my job to keep track.

This guy ran deliveries.

We think he died
delivering money for you.

Dirty money.

I had Mounties surveilling
me for months.

Months, and nothing ever came of it.
You know why?

Because I'm clean.

Yeah? How about this guy, Tony?

When was the last time
he worked for you?

Hey! I'm thinking for the
talent show tomorrow,

how about I challenge
you to a dance-off?

No.

Come on, we all know you'll
wipe the floor with me.

No, thank you.

- Harl.
- It's okay.

I know what he's trying to do.
And I appreciate it, really.

I'm okay.

I'm just thinking of Phil.

That could have been me.

Come on, man.

We all know you're too smart for that.

Phil wasn't dumb, Harley.

He was trying to get his act together.

I tried to help him,
Tom tried to help him.

Tom?

I didn't tell you guys this, but...

this camp is where I met Tom and Phil.

In the off season, he
opens this place up

to people who need space, fresh air.

Addicts in recovery.

Tom sounds like a great guy.

Yeah.

A former addict himself.

Now, all he wants is to
pay forward the kindness

he received when he was recovering.

I love that.

Yeah.

It's not an official rehab,
but it's helped a lot of people.

Like Phil.

And me.

Hey, Dave, if you don't
mind me asking...

Painkillers.

From your old football injury?

That's where it started.

After a while, you start to
find all kinds of pain to kill.

I'm so sorry, man.

Don't be.

I really didn't want you
guys around for that.

Well, how can we help you now?

You know,

Tom started to act really weird

when I told him about Phil today.

And you know,
the way things are going on around here,

this grand reopening...

I think he came into a
lot of cash recently.

You think he killed Phil for the money?

No.

No, Tom's one of the best people I know.
That doesn't scan at all.

Okay, well,
let's figure out how he's involved.

And then, we can figure
out how to help him.

Now just... remind me
what I'm looking at.

Victim's leg, sir. I x-rayed the remains

once I found bullet
damage on one of the ribs.

That's when I found these.

So, as the body decomposed,

gravity pulled the bullet
down into the leg.

That's right, sir.
We can now say for certain

our snowmobiler was shot
with a semi-automatic.

The location of the wound

tells me he probably died
soon after he was shot.

All right, this is excellent. Excellent.

You find them and get them
to Wes as soon as you can.

Yeah, we're getting close.

What?

I'd forgotten how much I enjoy this.

You know, the legwork.

No pun intended.

What the hell, pun intended.

It's really beautiful here.

Must be a great place to work.

How-how long have you worked here?

On and off, a couple years.

Um, have you ever seen this man?

No.

Really? Because Tom said that
he was here a few times.

- Are you a cop?
- Well, not a real cop.

- But you play one on TV.
- Yeah!

Look, irregardless of why you're asking,
I didn't see nothing.

You know, I don't know the guy.
I never saw him.

Plus, the place is closed in the winter,

you know, so you can't get in here.

Anyway, I gotta get back to work.

You know, I don't just
play a cook on TV.

Right, thanks.

Hey, I just got bitch-slapped
by that cook over there.

- How about you?
- Well, my friend at the bank

said that Tom just paid
off a big pile of debt

and that the rest of his finances
are looking pretty suspect.

Like he's got a pile of money somewhere?

Yeah, just like that.

Ooh.

- Whoa! Super impressive, man.
- Thank you.

Any other hidden skills
we should know about?

Blacksmithing?

Your envy is so transparent.

I'm guessing that this
isn't a social visit.

I did a little more digging.

Tom Waters acted as a surety

when Phil was released
on a recognizance.

When Phil failed to
appear before a judge,

Tom had to cough up a hefty sum.

That'd tick me off, how 'bout you?

Well, our investigation found
that Tom's financial situation

suddenly got a whole
lot better this year.

I thought I told you to lay off?

Don't you know me even a little?

I don't think Tom's good for the murder.

He was with us when we found the body.

He was genuinely shocked.

True. But Tom is tied
to this money somehow.

- Right, I'm going to go talk to Tom.
- I'm coming.

All right, I'll dig around
for some other suspects,

but I'm telling you,
this cook and that couple, super fishy.

I'll take "Hunger Games"
with me to keep me safe.

I have a signed court document

making you Phil Delorme's surety.

When Phil failed to appear,
you had to cough up a lot of money.

Yeah. How is that relevant?

Well, it's relevant because suddenly,
we have motive.

Phil caused you serious
financial hardship.

But I have an alibi.
I wasn't even here for the winter.

How do you account for
your sudden windfall?

I mean, you renovated this
place without a loan.

You even paid some off.

The last call on Phil's
phone record was to you.

You needed money,
you knew he had access to lots of it.

You told him to come up here

and then... he died.

Now, maybe you didn't pull the trigger,

- but you planned his death.
- No!

No, I didn't do anything like that.

Then, tell us what you did do,
because we all know you did something.

Where did the money come from, Tom?

I got it from Phil.

Okay.

Lay it out for us.

He was using.

He was using, he was in and out of jail.

And after the surety
thing, yeah, we fought,

and I cut him off.

I mean, nothing else was working,

so I tried for tough love.

And then, what happened?

And then, I went away for the winter.
The camp was closed.

And Phil did call me.

And...

I'm ashamed to say that
I ignored the call.

And what happened then?

Well, then, I guess he came to the camp,

and he left me this note.

But the money wasn't his.

Why would he think that
he could leave it for you?

Well, he knew that I had
big plans for this place,

and I wanted to turn it into
a proper treatment centre

with proper counseling,
proper medical staff.

He just wanted to do one
good thing with his life.

You know, and this was his opportunity.

Where did he leave the money?

It was in the dining room
under the floorboards.

And then, what happened?

And then, I never heard from him again.

I mean, I tried calling him many times.

But then, his phone line
just went out of service.

After a few months,
when nobody came for the money,

I just started to put it into the camp.

You know, my friend died
thinking that I hated him.

I mean, how are you supposed to
live with something like that?

By honouring Phil's last request.

Right.

Right.

You make the dream come true.

And did you spend all of the money?

No, no.

There's still easily 600 grand left.

I moved it all out to the woods

after you guys started asking questions.

- I'm going to need to see the money.
- Yeah, yeah.

It's not far.

I buried it next to an old fence

on the east shore of the lake.

Okay.

Let's go treasure hunting.

So, what are we looking for exactly?

Anything suspicious that will throw
light on our other suspects.

Suspicious like a hastily
planned getaway?

Hey!

Excuse me!

Derwyn, right?

Hey, can we talk to you for a sec?

Where are you... really?

Derwyn! Stop!

- Freeze, mofo!
- Argh!

Was the tackle necessary?

Was the "mofo" necessary?

Okay, fair point.

Derwyn, why are you running?

Because I was there the
night Phil got shot.

You are taking us to
the money, right, Tom?

On my word.

All right, so if Tom didn't
kill Phil, then who?

Someone else who was looking for the
money but got to Phil too late?

Tony Combover, or someone from
his organized crime group?

Maybe they found out that Phil
was going to give Tom the money,

- and killed him?
- Well, it's possible,

but who else knew about the money?

Well, Combover said the
cops surveilled him,

- and nothing came of it.
- What cops?

Wouldn't we know about an
investigation like that?

You know, Combover is 20 kinds of dirty.

I don't think "nothing" is coming
out of that type of investigation.

Unless he had some dirty
cops in his pocket.

- Much further?
- Yeah, just here.

It's just a few feet down.

The camp was closed.

Nobody was supposed to be up here.

You know, but it was my girl's birthday,
so I knew we could be alone.

I just didn't figure out on
it being a freaking blizzard.

So, you didn't tell anyone about this

- because you were trespassing?
- I just figured if I shut up about it,

it wouldn't come back on me, you know?

So, what happened?

Well, it was real quiet.

Then, we heard a snowmobile.

You know, and after a while,
we heard another one come along.

When we heard the shouting,

that's when we took a
peek out the window.

What did you see?

Aside from a crap ton of snow,

three people standing
there in snowmobile suits.

Then, one of them runs
for his snowmobile

and that's when we heard the gunshots.

- Anyone get hit?
- Yeah, the short guy.

Where?

In the arm.

Then, the other guy who ran
away got plugged, too.

I guess that was Phil.

You know, they fired after him.

Is it possible that the short one,
the one who got hit,

is it possible that he was a she?

Well, yeah, sure, I guess.

Separate bedrooms. I told
you they weren't a couple.

Yeah, well, maybe he snores.

Which, by the way...

- Me? I don't snore!
- Like a buzzsaw.

Come on. Yeah.

Yeah, Wes. What do you got?

The weapon used to kill the snowmobiler

was a Smith & Wesson
40-calibre semi-auto.

Right, a standard issue RCMP weapon.

Yes, the shooter could have been a cop.

And since there's no record

of that shooting ever having happened,

probably a dirty cop, too.

Thanks, Wes.

So, maybe a Mountie deep-sixed an
investigation into Bonaventura,

- so he could rob one of the bag men.
- And followed Phil,

but Phil managed to bury
the money and get away

but not before being shot.

The couple at the camp,

asking nosy questions
and searching the woods.

She had a gunshot scar.

Those are the people that Harley and
Dave were going to go check out.

What is this, surveillance?

There's still easily 600 grand left.

I moved it all out to the woods

after you guys started asking questions.

I buried it next to a
little wooden fence

on the eastern shore of the lake.

Do you know where this old fence is?

No, but I know where east is.

They don't have their phones.
I have to warn them.

I'd worry more about us.

Throw the money over
here, and step back.

You don't want do this.

Listen, Chief,

of whatever podunk town you're from,

I do want to do this.

And you want to listen to me.

You guys are cops, right?

Mounties?

You do not want to spend
time in a federal pen.

I'd give my left nut to be
in a federal pen right now.

You think that's where this ends for us?

Tony found out we tried
to rob one of his mules.

Phil wasn't a mule. He was a person.

A citizen you are honour-bound
to protect, which means...

Which means we're giving
this money back to Tony,

and this whole thing ends right here,
right now.

So, hand over your fricking weapon.

Like I said,

you're not gonna get
any trouble from us.

Put the gun down!

Do not make this worse for yourself.

- Now!
- Okay, all right!

On the ground! On the ground!

Go, Sam! Go!

Stay with the chief.

Don't let that piece of
crap get away with this!

Shots came from over here.

- There's Sam!
- Go that way! Cut him off!

Stop!

Ha ha!

Whoo! Ha ha!

Yeah! In the butt!

What did I tell you?

Hey, stop it!

You doing anything for the talent show?

I don't know. I'm a professional.
It doesn't seem fair.

Yeah, you're right.

It'd be rude to rub all
that talent in their faces.

That was both mean and
unnecessarily sexual.

Yeah.

- Hey.
- How's the chief?

He's doing fine.

He insisted on going back to the station
after they patched him up,

where, I hear, he got a standing ovation

and his wife read him the riot act.

Good.

How are the dirty Mounties?

That's a new cocktail name.

Well, Jenna will be in lock-up for
a very long time, as will Greg.

Luckily, his wound was superficial.

Hey, I was just catching the bad guy...

who also killed my friend.

Agreed, which is why you're getting off

for shooting an arrow
into a human being.

That felt so good!

Chief told me to tell you

"not bad for a bad apple,"
whatever that means.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey!

I just want to thank you
folks again for all your help.

How did things go at the station?

Well, my lawyer said the good news is

technically, I didn't break any laws,

but I still got a few things
to iron out with the tax man.

That's great, brother.

Hey, Harley,
can I talk to you for just a second?

- Yeah.
- Okay, thanks, man. Sorry.

I'm happy everything
worked out with Tom.

He's a good man.

He probably saved your life.

No,

you did.

That night you arrested me.

I was totally off the rails.

A mess.

I had been doing some pretty heavy
"hate myself" drinking that night.

And what you didn't know is
I had signed on to do a job

that was in no way going to end well.

I knew.

What?

I mean, that's why I arrested you.

Well, that and you were acting
like a dangerous idiot. But...

you know... having you in
jail kept you out of play

for a critical day or two.

You never did take that job.

Well, aren't you full of surprises.

I'm kind of amazing.

Yeah, come here.

I really appreciate it,

but there's no way I can accept
such a generous loan from you.

I'd never be able to repay it.

Well, it's not a loan.
It's a charitable donation.

You know, for your camp,

and all the plans you
have for this place.

Yeah, but it's so much money.

Well, it's just money.

I mean, you're the one doing the work.

The important work.

You know, helping people get
a chance to fix their lives.

And let's face it,
it's only partly because of you.

Well, thank you.

Thank you so much.

Yeah!

Where's Dave?

I don't know,
but I think he's next up in the show.

Really hoping for "Smells Like
Teen Spirit" on the bagpipes.

I know.

Here he is.

Go get 'em, Dave.

Whoo!

Come on.

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