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Announcer: Previously,
on Republic of Doyle.

Mr. Mayor.

Jake.

[Punch.]

I know about the kickbacks.

I'm arresting you on
suspicion of fraud.

You did this.

You're trying to move some of
that fake designer product?

That's one big headache.

Who took it?

Luke:
The cops.

They're confiscating everything.

We okay?

Female Newscaster: Former
Mayor, William Cadigan Clarke

was released from prison
today after serving two years

of a three year sentence.

Clarke was charged with
accepting kickbacks

for municipal contracts.

As well as for accepting bribes
for his support on key issues.

I insist that I am innocent.
That I

am the victim of a
vast conspiracy--

orchestrated by the Royal
Newfoundland Constabulary.

This is nothing
other than a smear campaign.

And it's implemented
by the local police.

One officer in particular.

Hood: Yeah. A
conspiracy to take down

the most corrupt mayor
in our history.

Didn't Clare and Leslie
Bennett have a-- thing?

Yeah, boss. But-- when it
came town to do what had to

be done, Bennett,
she took care of business.

Tinny:
B'ys.

Hey.

Inspector.

Watching TV on job, are we?

No.

You're right. Sorry.
Everyone get back to work.

Sorry about that.

Not exactly a great way to start
my tenure as your superior.

I have work to do.
If you'll excuse me.

Newscaster: Clarke, who
served two terms as mayor,

was released today.
Throughout his entire

incarceration he
has maintained...

Des:
Clarke is out.

And it's not fit.

Jake, isn't that that super hot
loan shark missus, Harley Denief?

It's obvious Clarke is picking
up exactly where he left off.

[Phone notice sound.]

- Oh. We gotta meet Mal.
- Des, you didn't make a deposit

this week, by any
chance, did you?

No, why? Rose might have.

Yeah, I bet she did.

It's probably nothing.

Come on.

Are you coming or what?

Ah, no. And this is a tad
embarrassing, but--

there's an issue with the
bathroom, that we both now share.

'Cause being roommates and...
it's time sensitive.

Sloan [on phone]: Yeah. You got me.
Leave a message.

Mal:
My son, Jake.

Still learning to tell the big
hand from the little one.

Sorry I'm late. And I hope he
wasn't too much of a bother.

I'm actually his legal
guardian.

Elsa Tessier. It's
no bother at all.

He's been more
charming than you.

Too bad everyone's
not like him.

Mal: Elsa's been
getting death threats.

Really. Any idea who might
be behind them?

Likely business related.
My company was awarded

the contract to the
airport expansion.

That ruffled a few feathers.

Probably nothing.

But this past week, I've
been getting a few random texts.

I thought it would be a good
idea to get some protection.

These are quite
the text messages.

Stop what you're doing
or you're dead.

Liar. Last warning. Have you gone
to the cops with any of this?

I thought it was
childishness at first.

Then Elsa came out of her
office and found that.

Jake: Cheater.

I gotta be honest, Elsa.
This whole thing...

It just feels a lot more
personal than professional.

Hear that?

[Gauge rattles.]

Get down!

[Explosion.]

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Mal: I think we should
take you to the hospital.

Just to be safe.

No. I'm fine. Really.

I think we should call
the cops in on this.

No police. This is a huge contract for me.
I can't-- lose it.

If I seem, in any
way, unable to finish

the job, I'd be in
breach of contract.

One of my competitors
will finish it.

My company's reputation
will be ruined.

Des:
Been there.

I was a Dickie-Dee ice cream
guy one summer.

All of a sudden, Ice
Cream Joe moves

in, and I can't
move a Dixie cup.

How do you want us to handle
the about the big explosion?

As far as anyone's concerned,
this was an industrial accident.

Well, you've hired us.

So, it's your prerogative on how
you want us to proceed. But--

I can't help but feel like you're
holding something back from us.

Jake:
Yeah.

It all feels a little
personal, don't you think?

Curtis Mercer.

My soon to be ex-husband.

Jake:
He look familiar to you?

We're going through a divorce.

I have a pre-nup with him.

So if you split,
he gets nothing.

- And if anything happens to you--
- He gets the lot. Yes.

Mal: I think it's time we had
a little chat with Curtis.

Don't you?

You see the news today?

The old mayor Clarke
is back in town.

Yeah. He was a crook.
Plain and simple.

And if he had any dignity left at
all, he'd slither out of town.

You should run for
mayor. I'd vote for you.

I can see the headlines now...

Mayor's son caught
with pants down.

Again.

- Is that smoke?
- Yeah.

You guys are late. Get your
clothes off and get in there.

Luke: You got a pretty good
deal going here, don't you?

Hooking in with this family.
Nice work.

Like I said.
Be quiet.

So, you get his cash?

It's in my bag.

That should hold Saul.

Luke:
I told you--

We shouldn't have borrowed
from him in the first place.

[Knock on door.]

Luke:
Sloan!

(Whispering.) Shut up.
Hide the cash. Now.

Rose:
Sloan.

I'm changing!

Who's in there?

Nobody. My TV.

My headphones
fell out of my phone.

Get out!

Oh!

Um. Who are you?

I'm Luke.

Sloan's--

I'm her boyfriend.

Well, Luke.

I suggest you jump out that
window right now.

Before somebody other than me finds
you and throws you out of it,

- Are you jok--
- I realize we're on the second floor.

But I want to teach you to
never come back here again.

- Do you understand?
- Yeah.

Good.

Even though Elsa and I are
going through a rough patch right now,

I'd never do
anything to hurt her.

- Sloan. Call me back.
- We're working here.

We're creative as a couple.
We're in an open relationship.

I know where I recognize
this guy.

William L. Chafe and Sons.
The store.

We busted him.

He was taking dirty pictures of
women while they were changing.

Brandon Mercer.

I had that changed.

My name is Curtis.

I had issues then. But I got
help. Elsa knows all about it.

Photography is my release.

His release. His
release is hanging

out in the garage that
apparently he lives in

where everyone including
himself is naked.

You know, Brandon-- I
mean Curtis-- some

people might think
that's disgusting.

I'm an artist.
There's a fine line

between what some
people might think--

Curtis. We know about
the pre-nup.

You won't get a cent.

Unless something was to
happen to Elsa.

Wait, wait, wait.

I still love my wife.

And I plan to win Elsa back.

Then you might want to
reconsider the game plan here.

You know-- Curtis.
I'm no artist.

But these look like
surveillance pictures to me.

So?

I was following my wife.
Is that illegal.

Yes, actually, it is. And why
would you want to do that?

To find out if Else was
cheating on me.

Says the man who hangs out with
hot naked girls in his garage.

Who's buddy?

Curtis:
Blake Brogan.

He owns a contracting company

that bid on the same airport
expansion contract that Elsa did.

He lost. She won.

And get this. Now
he works for her.

What?

I dunno. Maybe it's just
Leslie and Clarke.

Now the naked guy
in the garage.

Sounds like the
beginning of a dirty joke. But, go on.

I got a weird sinking feeling
about Sloan.

Sinking feeling? How?
What do you mean?

Never repeat what
I'm about to tell ya.

But our safe is a lot. And I
mean-- a lot short of cash.

I saw her over by the
thing yesterday.

Oh.

I'm not saying that she had
anything to do with it.

I don't even know what I'm
getting on with.

- Even if you're right--
- And I'm not saying that I am.

Exactly. We'll deal with it.

She's had a confusing upbringing.
We can't expect her

to be perfect from the start.

[Knock, knock.]

Jake:
Hey!

Buddy.

If you're here for the modeling
gig, Flashy McPerve is...

William Cadigan Clarke.

Jake: What the hell
are you doing here?

People call me Bill now.

Oh, you shortened it for
prison, did you? How cute.

I'm a free man. You two leave
me alone or I call the cops.

I'm sure they'll come running.

Look, I don't want any trouble.

I'm here visiting an old friend.
Looks like Elsa's not here.

So I'll be on my way, okay?

Oh, and Jake.

Say hi to Leslie for me,
will you?

I can't wait to see her again.

What did you say?

You can't wait to see her?

Son. It's not worth it.

Tell you what. If you even go
near Leslie-- I will end you.

Same old Jake, huh?

[Camera click.]

[Camera click.]

Okay. That's a bit of
a coincidence.

That Clarke showed up here.

Either he's involved in this.

Or he's following us.

One or the other.

Elsa: I can't be locked
up here like this.

Compared to Jake
and Malachy, I may

be relatively new to the PI thing.

I mean, I'm sort of a junior,
semi-senior, if you catch my drift.

No. I don't. Why are you
telling me this?

Well, you see, I've developed

a technique to help people in
your situation.

Would you like to know more?
No pressure.

No.

What I do is-- I take the client.
And I put them under a microscope.

Of sorts. Not an actual one.
That would be ridiculous.

But on that examines anything
at all that might be relevant.

Even your most intimate
secrets.

Let's begin. So--

You have been engaged
three times.

But only married once.

How do you know that?

Did you do the breaking
up, or did they?

You were dumped.

That is always tough.

Now.

- I see you have no record. But...
- But what?

But there were several
links of disturbances to your address.

Now, no judgments.
But is Curtis abusive?

Curtis? No. I have
been known on occasion

to smash up my
husband's art work

to make a point.

What point?

That he's a freeloading
son of a bitch.

Okay. Temper. Ah, a temper can
lead to several enemies.

Including your husband. But
he's already a suspect.

I do not have a temper.

Don't go around telling
people that.

Of course I won't.

Unless people come asking.

On to your business dealings.

You know what?

I'm leaving. Tell Mal and whatever his
name is to hurry up

and find out who's blowing
stuff up around me.

Okay.

Hey. Jake. It's me. Um--

Elsa took off. I'm not sure why.
So I'm gonna tail her.

I'll keep you posted. Bye.

I'm heading out.

No you're not. Sit down.

Please.

Don't make a big thing of it. I
had a boy stay over. So what?

So what?

You think that's where I'm
gonna leave this whole thing?

It's none of your business.
So...

Before you say another word.
Think about

how disrespectful you're being.
And stop.

I'm not an idiot, my dear. Nor
am I a Stepford wife.

I know that you had a man in your bed.
And that he slept over.

We didn't do a whole lot of
sleeping.

Don't be crass, Sloan.
You're only sixteen.

Just say

you're sorry. And tell me
you're not gonna invite people

into our house without
our knowledge.

Oh right. Because if
you had known, you'd

have left out a towel
and a toothbrush.

And that you'll respect your
grandfather and this house.

And me, and the rest of
your family.

It was stupid.

Honestly. We had
nowhere to go.

And I figured you were cool.
And you'd rather me

be here than somewhere else.
And we didn't do anything.

Don't patronize me.

I'm not.

I wouldn't.

He wanted to do stuff. That's part
of the reason I brought him here.

So I'd have an out.

Well. I'll let you know if I
decide to tell Jake about this.

It will never happen again.

Oh, I know that.

So you've heard?

Clarke is out on good behaviour.
Can you believe that?

Yeah. Our paths crossed on a case
I'm working on.

Looks like he's working with a
known loan shark. Her name is--

Harley Denief.

Harley. Yeah. Harley Denief.

Yeah. I'm familiar with her.

Clarke's prison visiting
records.

Thanks Hood, and, um--

I know. It's all on the QT.
I really hate this guy.

Looks like Harley was
a regular visitor.

She saw Clarke on six separate
occasions.

So they've been working on
something for a long time.

I'll keep you posted if I find
anything else.

- Okay thanks. Oh, and Leslie--
- Yeah?

I just--

I miss you.

Just--

Did you guys take this picture?

No, Mr. Brogan. But a fairly
reliable source did.

Ah. Elsa's idiot husband.

He'll sink her business if
she's not careful.

None of that matters, does it?

In the end I'll get the
contract just like I

should have gotten it
in the first place.

I suppose it's safe to
say that you'd have a

lot to game if something
was to happen to Elsa.

Let's not get dramatic.

Dramatics aside.

It must sting. You
lose the contract.

And then you ended up
working for her.

In the picture, it looks like
you're arguing.

What was that all about?

Else subcontracted some of the work to me.
We were discussing--

some cost overruns and which
one of us would pay for them.

She's got a bit of a temper.
So do I.

It's just business.

Alright. Do you know of
any other contractors

who might have a
grudge against Else?

Let's put it this way.
I'm not the kind of guy

to write "Cheater" on
the back of her car.

Talk to her moron husband.

I got a terminal to finish.

See yourselves out, would ya?

Jake: Look. Obviously I might
be reading too much into this,

but why else would Clarke
have been at Elsa's,

if he's not tangled up in
this somehow?

[Ring.]

Des.

Hey. So, I've been following Elsa.

And it looks like Clarke and
that Harley missus are too.

Because they're pulling in,
in their Hummer right now.

And they're kidnapping her.

Follow them and
send us a location.

Clarke kidnapped
Elsa. Let's go.

Clarke's got Elsa. Why?

Turn here.

Tell Des to fall back.

What the hell are they doing?

Slow down, b'y. You're gonna
pass them.

There's something wrong with the brakes, Dad.
I think they're cut!

Watch it!

Gear down.

Yes b'y. And tear the
engine right out of her.

This car has been through
enough already.

The car?
Shag the car, Jake.

We can't let anyone get hurt!

I knew Clarke was
involved in all this.

You think he's responsible for
the attacks on Elsa?

Why else would he take her?

Should we call the cops, at least?
And report the kidnapping.

We could. But then if Clarke
finds out it might spook him.

And he could hurt her.

Jake: Harley is our
way to Clarke.

Clarke. He has Elsa.

Female Voice:
Really.

Boys.

I didn't cut your brakes.

I wanted you to know that.

Who did?

You're not gonna tell us?

Why are you working with
Clarke?

He hired me.

- To do what?
- To help him get money back

from people around town.

From his time in office.

Money in exchange for favours.

That's disgusting.

Jake:
Kickbacks.

Des. She means
kickbacks.

I though Clarke ratted
everyone out at the trial.

- Not everyone.
- So he left some people out of it.

And now he's running
around town collecting

money for keeping
his mouth shut.

Mal: Elsa's company got
the airport contract

in exchange for a kickback
to Clarke.

And now he wants her to pay up.

Something isn't adding up here.

Clarke is not gonna hurt Elsa.
That way

he won't get any
money out of her.

What are you doing here?

Why are you helping us?

I'm a business woman.
But this?

This is all too personal
for my liking.

You're a hired gun with
a conscience.

All I'm saying is that you guys
really did a number on Clarke.

He's a changed man. I don't
know what he's gonna do next.

Just came to give you
fair warning.

Where is he keeping Elsa?

Clarke wants his money.
Elsa's got a safe at her house.

You do the math.

Mal:
Elsa?

Hands where we can see
them, Clarke.

Easy. Single malt.

Where is Elsa?

A toast.

To Jake Doyle.
Dumbest guy I've ever met.

We know you've been
running around with

Harley collecting your
old kickback debts.

Do you, now? So do
you have proof?

Hearsay? Anything?

Are you okay?

Yes I'm fine.

Hello police? I have an
intruder in my home.

B and E. Maybe kidnapping.

Looks like you broke parole.

You're going back to
prison, buddy.

Elsa:
Yes I know them.

It's Jake and Malachy Doyle.

What's up?

I'm just doing a pass on the
books for you.

There's something really odd
here.

Oh. What?

We're missing twenty
thousand dollars.

Twenty grand.

How is that possible?

I have no idea.

Oh. I bet you Jake took it.

He sometimes dips into the till.
Maybe he's

got it involved in
some case right now.

No. He asked me earlier
today if I brought

any cash to the bank
for an early deposit.

I'm pretty sure he
didn't take it.

Sloan:
Who died?

Oh my God. Did someone
actually die? I was joking.

Rose:
No.

We're dealing with a tax
issue right now.

It's boring stuff.

Well, well, well.

Look who's here.

Jake Doyle.

Why am I not surprised
to see you?

Valerie.

I haven't seen you since
the Academy days.

You look great
And congratulations.

Apparently you got the
top job, huh?

One of them.

And this is me exercising
my authority.

You have to leave.

No, no. Elsa hired us. She's
our client, we need to be close.

Leslie:
That's funny.

Because she asked us to
keep you away from her.

Leslie, Elsa hired us. Okay?

She was being threatened.

Valerie:
She seems to think

it's all a misunderstanding.
A prank. So-- Gotta go.

We were there. She
was almost killed.

Mal:
Elsa owes Clarke money.

She's probably
afraid she'd go down

for bribing her way
to a contract.

You're gonna have to back off
the case. Including Clarke.

Valerie: After all these
years, it would be a shame

if our reunion consists of me having
to lock you up for harassment.

Elsa.

We know what Clarke has on you.
Why don't you just level with us?

I'm sorry I wasted your time.

Just send me the bill.

- You're fired.
- You don't know what you're dealing with.

You need our help.

I'll be fine. Which is
more than I can say

for you unless you
stay away from me.

[Click.]

Maybe we should stay clear. It's
not like we got a client any more.

[Click.]

I don't know.

Maybe.

[Click.]

Des, what?

So, I checked into Elsa's
finances.

It turns out she field for
bankruptcy protection.

Elsa's broke?

It seem that way.

Okay. Good work. Keep
me posted if you

find out anything
else, all right?

And, just so you know,

I think we're gonna have
to use the bathroom

in the Duke just for
a little while. Bye.

Well, now.

I don't think this could get
any more awkward.

[Door opens.]

And it just did.

What are you doing?

[Audio of Elsa and Curtis
making out.]

There wasn't a lot of foreplay
before they...

I couldn't...
How are you?

I knew you couldn't leave
this alone.

Elsa's life's in danger.
And I hate Clarke.

So it's kinda like killing two
birds and getting stoned.

Well, I wanna take down Clarke
as much as you.

[Audio still plays.]

We both got a
lot invested in him.

It's hot in here.

How are you?

Fine.

You didn't take the promotion.

No.

Is that because of me?

You think some lot of yourself.

Don't ya? It's more alone the
lines of too much paperwork.

Not enough cop work.

And not enough time off.

You really think you
should be here.

I'm off duty.

And I'm off tomorrow too.

I don't know how to
turn off the--

[Speakers crash again.]

It's been a while since
we've been like this.

Yes, it has.

It's nice to have a
moment with you.

A second alone anyway.

I've really.
I've missed our--

The time that we would have...
we used to have together.

I know exactly what you mean,
Jake. I feel it too.

I missed you so much.

I missed you too.

I love you, Jake.

I love you. I love
you so much.

Hello there.

Hello yourself.

Thank you.

So.

It's okay Jake. We
don't have to talk.

Are you out of your mind?

I've been waiting to
talk to you for months.

It feels like maybe
even my entire life.

Okay. What do you
wanna talk about?

Look.

Leslie, you know how I
feel about you.

Given the recent
events, I'm pretty

sure that you might
feel the same way.

I do.

I feel the same. I do.

I just think that you and me.
I mean, shouldn't we just be--

[Elsa on camera.]
Separated.

We are separated.
You wonder why?

Because you're incompetent.

I asked you to do one thing.

Curtis: Temper! Temper!
I can take care of it.

Shut up, Curtis.

I'll do it, Elsa.
I will! I will!

We need the money. Go.

Jake:
So. What do you wanna do?

Follow him.

Alrighty then.

Leslie: What's
Curtis looking for?

I have no idea.
I'll go find out.

Curtis.

No, no, no. This
isn't happening.

Yes it is.

Actually,
what's happening is--

You're stealing from your
wife's job site.

Look-- We got a load of highly
explosive explosives in there,

And I was moving them.

because they're dangerous.

You're moving them because you're
wife told you to sell them.

Isn't that right?

How did you--
No, no, no.

Curtis.

Who are you selling the
explosives to? Clarke?

We really need the money, okay?

Leslie:
Your gonna want to put down

that box. And step slowly
away from the vehicle.

Put your hands where
I can see them. Please.

What?

I'm not doing anything.

Look, he wanted the explosives.

I don't know why.
But, Elsa and me--

We had no choice
but to sell them to him.

Who?

Are you talking about Clarke?

Stop!

Jake:
What are you doing?

Curtis, come on!

What a tool.

[Tires screech.]

[Crash.]

Curtis. Are you okay?

Ah...

That's a bullet hole. And I don't
think it came from the crash.

Where did the shot come from?

This place had enough TNT
to take out the airport.

I know that Curtis was gonna
sell those explosives to Clarke.

Valerie: So this is how
you spend your day off?

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

We're still trying to figure
out the shooter's vantage point.

We're combing the area.

If I may-- Obviously we
know that this is the

bullet hole, right? And I'm
pretty sure the shooter

was on top of that second
building on the rooftop there.

You always had a
good eye, Jake.

Good luck finding any evidence.

This guy was a pro.

Besides, he was brazen enough to
take a shot right in front of a cop.

He wasn't messing around.

Alright.

Make sure we get all of
the explosives.

Process them and bring them
down to the disposal facility.

Got it.

Are you hurt?

No, we're fine.

Good. I only have so
much family live left.

Any luck searching for Elsa?

No, but we've got people
canvassing the neighbourhood.

We'll head down to
her place, then.

Okay. See you guys later.

Bye. Love you.

You gotta say it back, or it
doesn't count.

Tinny. No?

You do have a way with kids,
you know.

Tinny's far from a kid.

Yeah, but she was.

And she looks up to you.

And I see the way you are
with Sloan.

Are you trying to tell
me that maybe you're

reconsidering the whole
having babies with me thing?

Who said I needed to reconsider
anything in the first place?

You met Rose, right?

The fire lady who
caught me in my bed?

She'll kill you if
she finds you here.

We got bigger problems than
your fake family right now.

Shut up, Luke.
Stop being such a wimp.

Give Saul the money I gave
you. He'll lay off.

You're messing with the wrong
people here, Sloan.

I can handle Saul.

I hope so. Because he wants
to see you right now.

Leslie:
She didn't set her alarm.

She must have left in a hurry.

Do you think she's
skipped town?

Jake:
That depends.

Maybe she heard that Curtis
was dead.

Unless she was the shooter.
Which is unlikely.

Is Clarke any good with a gun?

Not that I know of.

But he was full of surprises.

You don't hear a dog, do you?

No. Probably took it with her.

Let's hope so.

There's a dog tracker
on his collar.

Maybe.

- If she's got the dog with her--
- There's the pet tracking program.

[Beep, beep.]

That's weird.

I got the coordinates for our
furry little friend here.

Leslie, get back!

[Explosion.]

That's one hell of an alarm.

[Ring.]

Someone wants Elsa dead.
But who?

Des.

Jake. Clarke is here.
He's at the Duke.

Hey, everybody!

Gather round. Come on!
Drinks are on me. Come on!

[Crown cheers.]

What the hell is
he doing there?

He's buying rounds for
everyone, including reporters.

It's like he's celebrating.

Listen to me. I need
you to find Dad.

Okay? I'm gonna text you Elsa's
coordinates.

Jake:
Hurry.

Clarke is at the Duke with
a bunch of reporters.

We gotta talk to him now.

Milo.

Des:
He's safe.

For now.

Get out of my car.

We need to talk.

You need to leave me alone.

Elsa.

Your husband is dead.
And you're in danger. Please.

You need to come with us.

Elsa:
What?

Curtis is-- Curtis is dead?

Yes. I'm sorry.

No.

Who did this?

You tell us.

Look. They're not gonna stop.

If Clarke's behind this-- you've
gotta come clean to the cops.

I didn't-- I didn't mean
for any of this to happen.

It's gonna be okay.

But you need to come with
me right now.

Des. Follow us.

He can't smell fear, can he?

Clarke: That's what
municipal politics is.

It's a snake pit.

And you have to get
used-- Jake Doyle.

I knew you'd stop by
sooner or later.

And Leslie.

That's a bonus.

Such a great, great
piece of ass you are.

Oh man. You-- You're gonna
stop talking right now.

Well, I'm not the same guy that
you knew before, Jake.

I've changed.

You think I'm scared of you because
you did a little time, Clarke?

I will wipe this floor up with your
face, if you say one more thing--

directed towards her.
Do you understand?

Yeah, I do.

Leslie: Bill, we know
about the kickbacks.

And about Elsa's involvement
in all of that.

I've already been tried for that.
That's

double jeopardy. You
ever hear of that?

I'm answering the
lady's question. All right?

We need to talk to you about
the murder of Curtis Mercer.

And about a bombing
at Elsa Tessier's house.

A bomb.

Where would you think I
learned how to make a bomb?

Because I don't thin that's
part of

the correctional
education program.

[Laughing.]

It's a crazy story, Sergeant.

You know what? I
thought you'd be a

shoe-in for inspector.
But I did my part.

Sleeping with
the mayor. Bringing him down--

Should have fast tracked things
for you. Maybe--

sleeping with Jake kinda
cancels that out for you.

[Punch.]

[Laughing.]

I warned you about that.

You did.

Time to go.

It's okay Jake.

Stand down, okay?

Jake.

Alright Bill.

You win.

I just hope you got
an alibi, that's all.

Yeah.

Been here all day.

I got fifty witnesses. You're
bartender included.

They can corroborate my story.

Oh. Some reporters here too, Jake.

If we even smell your
involvement in all this, Bill.

You're going down.

Slut.

[Punch.]

Elsa: I don't know
who killed Curtis.

Or who's trying to hurt me.

So who were you planning on
selling the explosives to?

What?

Valerie: We know all
about the kick back

you gave Clarke in order to
get the airport contract.

Leslie:
And that he was out

to collect. For keeping
quiet about it.

Okay. Yes. But I couldn't pay
Clarke. I don't have the cash.

Because you're company is
bankrupt.

So you arranged to
sell large amounts of

explosives you were
using on the job site.

I literally have no idea what
you're talking about.

Curtis was killed just before
he told us who the buyer is.

So whoever it is wanted your
husband silent for good.

Look. Curtis drove me crazy.
But-- deep down I loved him.

I never meant for him to die.

Leslie:
Come on, Elsa.

You know who's behind this.

Valerie:
Tell us.

The man you want
me to betray--

is far more dangerous than you.

I'm not saying another word.

[Knock, knock.]

Now-- if you'll excuse us. I
need to speak with my lawyer.

How much is here?

Twenty.

Very good.

How much do you owe me?

We borrowed thirty.
Plus interest.

Which is forty. This is twenty.
Do you see a problem here?

I can get the rest.

Don't talk now.

Understand?

Kent.

Twenty grand. Two days.
Or you're going

to start to see
my charming side,

Honey.

You do not want to see
my charming side.

Jake: Has anyone heard
from my daughter today?

Rose:
Sloan.

Ah, yes. She
should be at school.

I've been calling for hours.

Mal:
Jake, focus.

Clarke has zero history with
guns or bombs.

He might have been
shaking down Elsa,

but I don't think he could
have killed Curtis.

His name's Milo.

Harley has a background
of violence. But

I don't think she's
that good of a shot.

What do we know about Brogan?

Des: Brogan. He's just a...
An electrician by trade.

He lost the contract to Elsa.

This dog is freaking me out.

Chesterfield.

Oh! He was staring at me for hours.
I just couldn't let him win.

Brogan?

Rose: Yeah. Brogan.Even
though his company is

much smaller, he was on
in the initial bidding.

So-- Elsa goes down.

Brogan swoops in,
picks up the contract.

Des:
Yeah. I couldn't find much on him.

I'm gonna need bit more time.
It's like he

didn't exist before he
moved here in 2008.

We need to talk to Brogan.

And if Elsa's out of the picture,
it's Brogan's site now. Come on.

[Announcer on TV.] At an
impromptu news conference today,

former mayor Clarke showed
reporter what he says...

B'ys, you gotta be kidding me.

Turn off the TV please.

Sergeant, you're not
gonna like this.

Who did this to me? You ask?

Your local police did.

Sergeant Leslie Bennett
assaulted me in public.

I have witnesses to
corroborate my story.

And before you even ask...

you're God damned right. I'm
gonna press charges.

Jake Doyle-- a local Private
Eye-- he threatened to kill me.

And they'll be charges
against him too, obviously.

Leslie, this is serious.

Please let me handle this.

I'm gonna make some calls.
Do some damage control.

Do us a favour.

Please. Stay away from Clarke.

Hood: Leslie. Call your
Rep and your counsel.

Don't go making it worse.

What's his address?

- Les...
- Clarke's address. Write it down. Now

Leave it.

[Alarm sound.]
The alarm.

Cops are on the way.

Good. When they get here, we'll
tell them everything we know.

We should split up.

Be careful.

Yeah.

Brogan!

- Look, man, I just--
- Arrgh!

Clarke. No!

Arrgh!

[Whispering]
Leslie.

[Sirens in distance.]

Jake:
Clarke.

Clarke.

Valerie:
Freeze!

Drop the knife.

Hood:
Jake. Drop the knife.

Down on the floor now.

Well?

It doesn't look good.

They're gonna keep him
here until they're

ready to move him
to Her Majesty's.

The Pen? Jake can't
go back there.

There's too many people inside
who want to hurt him.

It's okay, honey. Leslie will
sort through all of this.

Jake is looking to talk to his
daughter.

Has anybody seen Sloan?

Tinny:
No.

I've been calling her all day.
Nothing.

Can we see him?

Walter: No. I convinced them let him
see Sloan. He's been asking for her.

How are we doing?

I've got it all. You?

Credit cards. Bank accounts.
Corporate accounts.

All transferred.

We're very close to being rich.

Good.

You getting cold feet?

These people were good to me.

Wasn't this your plan all along?

No.
Yes.

I mean, I was gonna rip
them off. But...

We don't need to do this.

No. We're doing it.

And next we're gonna
hit Saul's place.

Are you insane?

The Doyle's barely have twenty K
between them.

If we're gonna leave
town, we're gonna

need more than that to live on.

Saul will kill us.

I'm betraying people who
took me in.

We rob Saul. We bail.
And start somewhere new.

Fine.

Whatever.

_

I was looking for you.

Now, now, girl.
Easy now.

Shhhh.

Almost there.

Let's go.

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