All language subtitles for The Listener S02E05 Inner Circle

Hey.

Hey.

Thanks for meeting me.

It's been a long day.

Anything left in the tank?

What you got?

I need you to go to a bar.

You know when you said try
someplace new, this wasn't

what I was picturing.

It's a cop bar...
what do you want?

You want velvet ropes?

I would settle
for air freshener.

Last six months a
dedicated unit of IIB has

been running a massive drug
investigation with Metro.

Lots of big busts, bad guys
being taken off the street...

I sense a 'but' coming.

Yeah, recently the
busts have slowed down.

Now some people say that
Metro's going soft, others

think there is something
much more serious going on.

I have been asked
to take a look.

So McCluskey gave me
a new case today.

Are you at least getting
paid for this one?

It's not about the money.

Most of rumors have been
swirling around a couple

of detectives from
Metro's anti-gang unit.

Follow my lead.

Follow your what?

Ross Miller, fifteen-year vet
and his partner Scott O'Neil.

Ooh, nice shot.

Me and my partner here,
we got the next game.

Oh, we got us some bangers.

Hey fresh meat.

Miller, right?

Hey fellas, do I know you?

We are EMS, I think we
might have worked a case

together last year.

[hearing spell] Took it
in the lung... Parkdale.

That's overtime for that one.

What's that, that
was West End right?

Yeah. Hey yeah, West End,
yes definitely.

Right, it was Parkdale,
it was a stabbing.

You mean the Portuguese guy.

You remember that Ross, he
was at the laundry mat...

Took one in the chest?

Yeah, that's right, collapsed lung.
Hey Toby this is...

- Oz.
- 'Sup. - What's goin' on Oz.

Don't get too many of the
Band-Aid brigade in here.

You guys want me to get
you another pitcher?

- Yeah.
- Hell yeah.

Okay.

Cops and paramedics...

we are like brothers.

Yeah.

Imagine how I feel.

Yeah, just got lucky.

I don't think I like you guys.

- There ya go.
- Nice.

I got lucky, I got lucky.

I think you gentlemen
have met my associate,

Minnesota Fats...

Not from Minnesota, nor fat.

Whoa...

- The city gives you guy a pay...
- You guys robbed a bank? Look at that.

Ponies were good to me today.

Oh the ponies.

Why don't you guys get us
another round, all right?

Sure.

Scott and I have to
have a little shoptalk.

Right.

Shop talk, okay.

Excuse me can we grab
another pitcher?

You got it.

Hey, what's going on?

Nothing.

Come on this is...
this is the IIB thing?

This is your new case,
these cops with the

massive wad of cash.

You know it would be nice to
know this stuff ahead of time.

I thought we would come in
and drink a little bit and

then we would leave.

Maybe make some lifelong
enemies while we're at it.

Guys, I need
you, now! Come on.

Okay... alright...

All right, okay.

Hey...

Call 911.

[♪]

I need you to clear a path and
make sure EMS can get in here.

Yes this is Detective O'Neil...

He's unresponsive, breathing
is shallow and irregular.

He's got tachycardia,
BP is sinking.

It's a good thing you
both were on the scene.

One second he's fine,
the next second elevated

pulse, seizures,
the whole thing.

Okay he's crashing,
let's move it.

[beeping]

Did not see that coming.

Yeah, yeah, that just happened.

How is he?

They're going to work
on him right now. I don't know.

Just hang here.

Scott, where is he?

The Sgt. just took him inside.

Sir, I'm Toby Logan,
I'm a paramedic.

I was there at the bar with him.

Look you don't want to go
back there; just let the

doctors do their thing.

Yeah, yeah, you are right.

It's just when it's one
of your own, you know.

I know.

Hey Scott, is there
anything else you can tell

me about what happened?

[hearing spell]

Like I said, he just crumpled.

Hey...

You got to tell
them about the drugs.

What drugs?

Shop talk.

The Dr. should
know about that.

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

Look your boy's hanging
on by a thread right now.

If you don't tell them I will.

They're going to
find out eventually.

Code blue, ER 4.

Code blue, ER 4.

Liv...

Acute myocardial infarction.

The Coroner will figure
out what happened.

I'm sorry Toby. You did
everything you could.

Ms. Miller?

Yes?

Do you know something
about my husband?

Dr. Fawcett will be out
to talk with you soon.

What?

No, no.

It's okay, I'm right here.

[♪]

Oh man, shift starts in
five hours...

I'm going to hit
one of the cots upstairs.

Hey Oz, listen, what you
said earlier about you not

filling you in when I'm
helping Michelle, I was wrong.

Yeah you were.

I volunteered
for this you didn't.

Speaking of which... do
you know exactly what you

volunteered for?

I mean do you get a bonus
if you end up dead?

This is not my first rodeo.

Toby this is different, okay?

These cops, they pick their
teeth with guys like us.

I do not want to get lost
into an early grave.

Right which is why I think
you should keep your day job.

That's something you
might want to consider.

Hey... got here
as fast as I could.

Thanks for coming.

It's been a hell
of a night for you.

I was there too,
Sgt. McCluskey, you know.

Could have been shot,
no big deal, right?

I didn't realize I hired a team.

Don't worry, you didn't.

You want to grab a tea?

Yeah.

So Ross Miller didn't make it.

Yeah, yeah.

How you doing;
you doing okay?

Sometimes you don't
want to be right.

They said he OD'd.

Yeah he was doing coke in the
bathroom before he collapsed.

And his partner Scott
cleaned it up before he

came and got us.

Was he using too?

I don't know. I don't know.

All I got was that he was
cleaning it up like he was

trying to protect Ross.

Well it's not a stretch
to think that they were

skimming coke from their busts.

What I need to know is if
it went any further than that.

Ross was flashing a lot of cash.

What's a lot?

Like a chunk of cash.

I got a good read off Ross.

There's more.

There's boxes of cash.

This is not what
I wanted to hear.

Welcome to my world.

Yeah.

There's a guy with gold
teeth and a diamond stud and

a spinning eight ball, now I
don't know if that's code

for crack or it's because
we were playing pool.

Well, well, well,
look who's on time.

Bright eyed and bushy
tailed too sir.

Looks like you two have
had a rough night.

Oh you heard about that?

Oh yeah, from the Metro
Sgt. sitting in my office.

Wants a private
meeting with you two.

Hey.

Detective Matt Collins
from the hospital, remember?

Yeah, I remember, Toby Logan.

Yeah, thanks for
taking the time.

I know you did your best to save
Ross, we all appreciate it.

His partner Scott O'Neil
says he and Ross were

having drinks with you
two when it happened.

That's right, yeah.

Scott says after Ross went
to the can and didn't come

back he went to find him.

That's not exactly...

Look, I'm not going to pretend
Ross didn't have his problems.

It's not like the tox screen
is going to be a secret.

It's just I've lost one
good cop, I don't want to

lose another.

Sir, we can only tell
you what happened.

They both went to the
bathroom together.

Is that how you
remember it Mr. Bay?

Yeah they went to 'talk shop'
and by the time we got in

there someone had tidied up.

It's not exactly rocket surgery.

I don't think I'm getting
through to you guys.

These are men in uniform
just like you, who put it

all on the line every day.

One is dead and you want
to destroy another for

some dumb indiscretion?

You saw things a certain way.

Maybe it would behoove you to think
about whether you might be mistaken.

The boys in anti-gang unit
are going to close ranks,

you can bank on it.

Yeah this is what you call your
basic thankless task, right?

No surprise they gave
this one to the blond.

I know you're not looking
for thanks but you may be

looking for trouble.

Am I supposed to be reading
between the lines here?

Rookie cop to IIB Sgt,
in under ten years.

Correct me if I am wrong but
isn't that a land speed record.

Ah, ah, that's actually
[inaudible], thank you.

And your point?

You didn't get here by
making the wrong choices.

Like putting fellow
officers under the microscope.

All I'm saying is sometimes
when you're right,

you're wrong...
and vice versa.

Well thank you for the homily.

You make a corruption
charge, whether it sticks

or not, an officer is
going to be affected,

maybe permanently.

Yeah I know that;
happened to my dad.

[telephone rings]

Yeah?

Do you want me to make some
popcorn, slip in a movie?

I wasn't talking to you.

Took two hours, two.

Where's the ambulance?

Wait a minute, did you
leave the keys in it...?

You were driving.

So it's stolen?

Who'd steal an ambulance?

Someone who is very
accident-prone or something.

Looking for something?

Hey guys, remember me?

Where's our ambulance?

Oh I had it towed; it was
blocking a fire lane.

What fire lane; there's
no fire lane here?

You can read all about that
in the report, how' that.

Hey Oz, call [inaudible]
tell him what's going on.

I got to take care of this.

I know you're upset about Ross.

Ross?

Yeah.

It's Detective Miller, a
police officer who's dead

and you want to rake his
family over the coals?

They have a right to
the truth don't they?

You're so far above your pay
grade man, you have no idea.

Well you're right; my job
isn't nearly as lucrative

as yours.

[struggle]

Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa...

that was a mistake Logan...

If I were you I'd keep my
eye on the eight-ball.

[hearing spell] Eight ball
came through for us again.

Come here, come here.

Hands behind our back.

- Spread 'em - Come on!
- Come on.

Is this really
necessary officer.

Take a walk.

How you doing?

Can't complain.

I'm sure I don't have to
tell you this could go

down very hard for you;
assaulting a police officer.

He towed our ambulance;
there was no reason for that.

You know Scott's a good man;
he's good police.

If you lose a partner the way
he did, he's only human...

I say I sit him down, talk
to him and you pretend

this never happened.

The list of things that
never happened seems to be

getting bigger.

If I were you I'd think
long and hard about where

you could wind up.

Sgt McCluskey,
IIB, he's with me.

Really?

Paramedics see a lot I guess.

Maybe so much they get confused.

And just so you know Sgt.
I'll stand by my people

all day long, is that clear?

So clear I can see
right through it.

Unbelievable.

Yeah.

Think things are tense
now, I'm about to share

Ross's toxicology
report with these guys.

[♪]

What, there was no cocaine?

No, there was plenty of
that but what killed him

was a lethal dose of cyanide.

So now we're not just
investigating cops,

we're investigating
a cop murder.

Yeah.

So I'm pretty sure
eight-ball is the guy with

the gold tooth.

He has something to
do with the cocaine.

So we get him maybe we
can find out how deep

the cancer inside the
anti-gang unit really is.

Well whoever killed Ross
had to be able to get

close enough to his
stash to taint it.

Someone who's afraid
Ross's recklessness would

bring them down too.

Or someone like a dealer who
is being pressured by the cops.

Okay I'm going to get
Dev putting a face

to this eight-ball.

Look I wish I could say
the heat was off, but

I have a feeling you're
going to get leaned on

even harder before this is over.

Well the same goes for you.

Yeah.

I can't afford to be
wrong on this one.

Sorry there bud.

What are you trying to do?
Blow my cover?

Is there anything coming back
on who might have done Ross?

No.

If anyone knows anything
they're not saying nothing.

Look somebody got to his coke.

He took a hot shot.

You got to know where
he got his drugs.

Look Matt, I didn't ask if
he didn't want tell, right?

I'm working on it.

Is there something
you're not telling me?

Is there something
you're not telling me?

I'm cutting you
guys a lot of slack.

I didn't listen to the trash
talk, I didn't ask questions.

Anything coming back
to bite me on the ass?

Sir, I just want to find
out who's involved.

Then you do that, but
everything's by the book right?

You're not going off
half cocked.

By the book Sarge,
like you said.

Whoa, jeez...

Whoa what?
What's going on?

I saw a cop car.

Not every cop in the
city is after us.

Yeah just the loose
cannons with crazy eyes

and bulging neck veins.

I don't want to poop on your
parade here but I'm starting

to think this whole IIB
thing was a bit mistake.

If it's a mistake
it's my mistake.

Yeah, but it has consequences
for other people.

I'm not just talking about
me, even though I will be

reliving that telephone
conversation with Ryder about

the ambulance towing for the
rest of my life, thank you.

Okay, I didn't mean to get
anyone involved in this.

Toby if you want to fight
crime, get a badge and a

gun and fight crime.

But is that who you are?

[♪]

Last year the anti-gang
unit did a sweep of the

downtown east side.

This is one of the
guys they arrested.

He goes by the name of Erran Balamani,
aka eight-ball.

That's original.

Possession, two counts,
possession with intent,

one count.

All the charges got
dropped before they made

their way to court.

I'm going to give you one
wild guess who made the bust?

Scott O'Neil and Ross Miller.

Boom.

And here's where it starts
to get interesting.

We've been tracking this
eight-ball character...

Who has, IIB?

Immigration unit.

His family is from Sri Lanka
with some serious

ties to the Tamil Tigers
and the hard core members

they have this tradition;
they carry a vial of cyanide

around their neck in case
they ever get captured.

Well I'll be damned.

Hey... uh, I saw you
the other day, right?

I'm Toby.

Sorry about your loss.

My mom's getting dad's things.

I couldn't go back in there.

Can't imagine the pain
of losing your father.

[hearing spell]
around the house.

I've had enough of this.

Let go...

You see this every
day don't you?

I do; too many days.

How do people do it?
Like get through it?

They just do.
It's life one day at a time.

Yeah.

Eight-ball, why don't
we have a little chat?

You guys can go for a walk.

What?

You know what?

No, I don't.

Why don't you tell
me about the tigers?

Give me a break.

That's old world stuff.

I ain't got nothing
to do with it.

Yeah, you don't have an
uncle in the tigers,

carries some cyanide
around his neck.

Cyanide?

What are you smoking?

Tell me about the cops.

You're the first two I've met.

How about I go tell your
crew back there how you

cut a deal with two cops
to get those possession

charges dropped.

Listen if you think I'm
some kind of player I'm not.

Anti-gang unit, they cut
you loose; you supplied

them with product.

No, no, listen. I didn't
supply them with anything.

He took what he wanted.

You supplied them coke.

No, just information.

I keep my ears open.

If someone's pushing
weight I let them know.

And you do that for
what; for charity?

I get a cut.

Yeah, cash or blow?

Oh, okay, both.

So what happened?

Ross cut you loose, maybe
you wanted a bigger piece?

Ross? I didn't
deal with Ross.

It was Scott.

Him and I, we never
had a problem.

Scott.

Scott.

[crying]

You all right?

- Just...
- Excuse me.

Just sit down.

Thank you.

I'll get you some water.

[hospital announcements
in background]

You're the paramedic, the one
who was there when it happened?

Yeah, one of them.
There was two of us.

He was still alive with you.

Yeah, just barely lucid.

[hearing spell]
Thank god it's over.

I was nineteen when we married.

We were just kids.

Being a cop isn't easy;
it changes people,

makes them do things
you wouldn't expect.

[hearing spell]

Did you think I
wouldn't find out?

I used to think people
could change;

I don't anymore.

Thank you.

[♪]

You said that eight-ball
has access to cyanide.

What if he's not the killer,
but the killer got the

cyanide from eight-ball.

Someone could have
switched it with Ross's stash.

Someone like Scott?

Or Emily.

The wife in an
abusive marriage...

having an affair with some
mystery man, which could

also be Scott.

Well she did turn to him
right after she heard.

We had an authorized tap
on Emily's telephone.

Here's a call from
Scott late last night.

I know Emily, I know, I know,
it's got to be hell for you.

It's going to get
better believe me.

It hasn't even sunk in yet.

I'll come by, I'll
take care of things.

You got enough to worry about.

He's been in there
for forty minutes.

[inaudible] temperature.

Ear bud...

Oh thanks.

Nice to see you again.

Listen, Sarge I'm more
than happy to answer any

questions you might
have about Ross.

I'd just like to
get back to work.

What do you know
about eight-ball?

You try to sink it last?

We know he was a paid
informant for you guys;

gave you intel on a
bunch of drug busts.

You accusing us
of doing our job?

This is your arrest
records for the last year;

carjacking, turf wars,
east end sweeps, drug busts...

so what's missing here?

You tell me?

Money.

Dealers always carry lots
of it but you guys never

seem to recover much.

[hearing spell] I don't risk
my ass for a cop's salary.

Don't you think I don't
know what it's like

surrounded by these low life
criminals every single day?

They all have more money than
you; bigger houses, nicer cars.

So you take a little cash;
who's going to know?

Sarge, we took the same
interrogation course.

Of course I didn't have
the big Ivy League education.

It must be nice to have
everything handed to you.

How old are you?

Eight-ball said you were
skimming the cream off

busts from his intel.

The man is a drug dealer.

He'll tell you he craps
gold bricks if he thinks

it will help him out.

Come on, a cash operation...

but something threatened
all of that, right?

[hearing spell] I told him
his drug problem was going

to get us both killed,
he wouldn't listen.

They were arguing
over Ross's drug use.

What was it; Ross's coke
problem, maybe you two argued?

We argued...

look is this your investigation?

Why are you covering for him?

Why am I covering for him?

He was my partner.

Do you know what that means?

He would have laid
down his life for me.

Oh I don't doubt that.

That was his job.

Your job is to find out
who slipped him that hot

shot not try to pin
it on another cop.

If you have any more
questions you go through

the Union lawyer, right.

Actually I do have one more.

Were you sleeping with
your partner's wife?

Word is someone was.

That's nice, real nice.

You want to see our reactions
when we saw each other?

You give me way too much credit.

Just answer the questions
Emily; you got nothing to hide.

I'll be right there.

[♪]

[♪]

I'm not sure I can
be of much help.

Ross kept that side of
his life pretty private.

It's a tough unit
to be married into.

He tried not to bring it home
but you know how it is.

Cop's got to keep their
cool right, never let them

see you sweat.

All that frustration, it's
got to come out somewhere.

[hearing spell]
[struggle, scream]

Ross got violent with her.

Emily... he hit you,
didn't he?

He wasn't himself when he...

When he used.

Yeah.

And who are you going to tell?

Your husband's a cop.

Every day you...

you think it's going to be
different but it never is.

[hearing spell]

It's not what it looks like.

OH, it's not what it looks like?

Daughter caught him using?

Did Jan ever see him using?

Well that was the deal
breaker, I mean I couldn't

pretend anymore.

Ross moved out to a
hotel a week later.

Did he ever get
violent with her?

No.

Thank god, I would never
have forgiven him.

But she was what he did
to you and that must have

been tough.

You know you put up with
it because you feel like

you don't have any other
choice but then maybe one

day you see a way out.

[hearing spell]

I think I'd like to go now.

I know who the lover is.

Okay let's say Toby's right,

Emily is having an affair
with Ross's boss, Matt.

Ross finds out, gets rough.

Emily decides to finally
fight back, she knew where

he kept his drugs.

She just needs to get
her hands on cyanide.

Which is easy enough to
do; it's just pesticides

and rat poison, right?

[telephone rings]

I mean it could be
any one of them.

Yeah?

Yeah, okay, we'll
be right there.

Come on let's go. Matt
and Scott found eight-ball.

Really eight, my partner dies
and you thought I wouldn't

come looking for you?

I never gave him anything.

Where do you think it came from?

Where did the cyanide come from?

It ain't from me.

Don't lie to us.

I'm not lying to you.

You're lying...
It's not from me.

Fess up, fess up...

I know how this is going to end.

Here we go.

[♪]

[♪]

Eight! Come on...

come on, take it easy.

Don't do anything stupid man.

We can work this
out. Trust me.

Trust you?

[gunshot]

Dispatch this is Det Sgt. Collins
we have a suspect

down, gunshot wounds.

Alley off the northwest
corner of Gerrad and Ashdale.

[sirens]

What the hell happened?

He had a gun.

Seriously, listen to these
emails between them.

They got Ross in.

It's never gonna happen,
I'm dropping you from the

payroll effective
immediately, you are no

longer a confidential informant.

Nobody drops eight-ball.

Eight-ball's got the
drop on you bitch.

How convenient that Metro
be releasing these

from one dead guy to another.

Okay well how hard is it
to fake these emails?

Give me a minute and
you'll get an email from

Jimmy Hendrix inviting me
to a nice little luncheon.

Well I know that I promised
but something's come up.

Well there will be other
soccer games, right.

So you can just...

Can you please tell him
that I'm sorry and that...

I thought you might have left.

Still working the
Metro cop homicide.

What's there to work;
it's closed isn't it?

Not from my end.

I was copied on
that email string.

Threats verified, cyanide
found in the dealers apartment;

what more do you want?

How about a case that's not
wrapped up in a big shiny bow?

You have everything you need
to put this thing to bed...

Except for a signed
confession from one...

here it is, one Erram Balamani
aka eight-ball.

Yeah well that would be
difficult because he's dead.

Shot by a cop who is
also under suspicion.

They guy pulled a gun.

We are talking about a
drug dealer here and

possible cop killer.

Can we just drop the
charade for one minute and

be honest with each other.

Oh I'm sorry, because the
truth trumps everything

doesn't it.

Never mind that it destroys
our relationship with Metro.

Whatever happened to that
gung-ho lawyer I met 8 years

ago who said that the
system works and he's

gonna prove it?

That guy sends me fruit
baskets occasionally;

every Christmas.

Listen if they have issues
inside Metro they have

special investigations
to handle it.

Okay, well it doesn't
really come down to this.

Since when is the greater
good a bad thing?

Two standards of justice, right?
One for the cops

and one for everyone else?

I'm not saying that.

Don't have to.

You know my father was a
god in his precinct until

he was accused of taking
ninety grand in cash from

evidence lockup.

He didn't do it;
it didn't matter.

[♪]

You know normally I have
no problems with the cops

I run into on the job.

These guys are the
exception, not the rule.

So it's not just me.

No, they're total...

Jerks...

- Yeah.
- I'm glad I caught you.

- Hey sergeant.
- Hi Michelle.

Do you have a minute?

Yeah, I got a minute.

You guys need to have a
little pow-wow, sure, great.

Sorry.

I'm being pressured to close
out the Ross Miller case.

Well you got the perfect
scapegoat, is that it?

If eight-ball wasn't dead
I would be arresting

him right now.

Yeah, I doubt that.

Maybe you don't know me
as well as you think you do.

Something tells me you
didn't come down here to

tell me that the case if over.

Okay there is something but...

but I don't know if I
should have even brought

you into this.

Today it's eight-ball,
tomorrow it's some

innocent person.

Where's the line?

What is it?

You can still walk away.

So can you.

There's a wake for Ross
tomorrow at the Blue Goose;

it's one last chance
to get to the truth.

I'm in.

So I've been asked to say
a few words about Ross.

I've known Ross since...

since he first joined the force.

Hey, want me to go
get the med kit?

For what?

For when we get
our asses kicked.

Oh thought you had my back.

I do... in theory.

Ross was a hell of a cop...

Hell of a friend.

[hearing spell] What the
hell are they doing here?

You talk about loyalty...

[hearing spell] Some nerve
coming here...

pair of rats.

He'd be there for me.

You never let a fellow
cop down, never.

But he was a cutup too.

Like that time he ordered
a case of champagne and

billed it to the inspector.

[laughter]

Ross will be glad to know
that we got the bad guy.

But he'd take more comfort
in knowing that Emily and

Jan were looked after.

So...

one last time...

to Ross.

To Ross...

We'll miss you buddy.

[chatter]

Trying to decide whether
you boys are brave or stupid.

Is it strictly an
either or situation?

We're just paying our respects.

Well you had your
chance for that.

[chatter]

[♪]

Logan...

listen the thing between
us, I was out of line.

It's okay I get it, I get it.

I'd do the same
thing for my partner.

Look whatever Ross's
secrets were it's not

worth digging up right now.

Though I here IIB is going
to be looking through his

house tomorrow morning.

[hearing spell]

Anyways...
no hard feelings.

No.

We should probably
get out of here.

That we do.

- Let's hope he took the bait.
- Or else this is going to be

the end of your very
short career at IIB...

or worse.

What the hell
are you doing there?

I followed Scott here,
he's looking for the money.

You know that; of
course you know that.

Okay don't do anything
until I get there.

I'll be there in ten minutes.

[snorting]

This isn't good.

[♪]

Scott!

What hell's going on?

Close enough Sarge,
that's close enough.

Emily get out of here now.

No, no, no.

Nobody's going anywhere.

Okay Scottie, this is bad.

Ross is dead; you're standing
here with all this cash.

And look at you Sarge, standing
here, with a dead cop's wife.

I know about the affair.

Never mind that;
put the gun down.

Scott please.

You stay out of this.

Hey, hey, hey...
hey!

There's a way out of this.

You come clean we'll put
all this behind you.

There's no way
out; look at this.

You're going to roll on me.

It's over okay.
Don't lie to me.

No, no, I'm on your side.

Listen to me;
I'm on your...

Do not lie to me, Sarge!

Look you still wear the
badge; that means something.

You know what that means?

It means we earned this.

Ross and me, this is our money.

We earned this risking our
lives for years for what!

I understand, just
give me the gun.

You know what I'm talking
about Sarge, you know I'm right.

Look for the love of God
Scott, we haven't even

buried Ross yet.

Scott went in through the back.

Matt and Emily just showed up.

[gunshot]

[♪]

Oh God...

Oh my God Matt! [sobbing]

Oh what have you done Scott?

[crying] Oh, oh...

Drop the weapon
Scott; drop it!

It's over.

Do not move!

Do not move!

You gotta let me do something
or he's going to bleed out.

Come on Scott.

Scott you can't do this.

Scott do the right thing.

Let me help him.

I just wanted to...

we were good cops.

[hearing spell] You got
to cut me loose man;

I'm too far gone, save yourself.

You were a good friend,
you did what you could but

he was too far gone.

But not you.

You can save yourself.

That's what Ross
wanted you to do.

Go ahead.

Hey Matt, Matt...

look at me, look at me.

Keep talking to him,
keep him conscious.

Matt, you're going to be fine,

we're going to be fine.

Just keep breathing,
stay conscious.

All right...

You're doing good;
you're doing great.

You're doing good Matt.

You made the right choice.

[crying]

[♪]

[♪]

[background hospital
announcements]

Hey...

Hey.

So I just spoke with our
legal liaison to the Crown.

Scott's lawyers are already
suggesting a plea bargain.

There's going to be a full
investigation into

Metro anti-gang.

And eight-ball?

Between the cyanide and
the emails, homicide is

still convinced he gave
Ross the hot shot.

He's the best candidate.

[telephone rings]

Excuse me.

Hello?

You're okay...

Honey... it's okay,
I'm all right.

Oh baby...

My sweet angel.

You never asked for
any of this did you.

[hearing spell] I'm not
sorry for what I did.

Everything is
going to be okay... Okay?

Okay.

You're going to be all right.

Okay.

I promise.

What is it?

Remember when I told
you that I hear people

thoughts I never know if
they're going to do it or

if they've done it already?

Yeah, what are you getting at?

I wish I knew.
I wish I knew.