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(sirens wailing in distance)

(sighs)

(speed-dial beeps)

(line rings)

(Voice maiI) This is
Detective Luke Callaghan.

Leave a message,
and I'll call you back. (beep)

Hey, it's me--Andy.

Obviously. Um, I don't know.
l just can't sIeep.

It must be the new place
or something.

(sighs) Anyway, uh, weII,
I guess you're still at work,

so I'll just, um...

see you when you get home.

Okay. I love you. Bye.
(beep)

(creak, clatter)

Luke?

(clank)

Hello?

(clanking)

(keys jangle)

(gun cocks)

(clattering continues)

I'm a police officer!
I am armed!

I'm coming out!

(door creaks)

(clatter)

(creak)

Gross.

- (barking)
- Aah!

(clatter)

- Stupid!
- (barking continues)

Ow.

(barks)

(taps fingers)

Oh, my God.

(door cIosing)
Whoa! Whoa, whoa! Hey!

- Y-You--You--What are you doing?
- Whoa!

Don't sneak up on me like that!

- I live here!
- I know!

Okay. Come on. Okay.

I'm gonna take this out
reaI sIow, aII right?

- (laughs)
- I'm gonna put it down.

Okay. Funny.
I'm sorry, okay? It's--

The back gate was open.
It was making tons of noise,

and it just really freaked me out,
and I...

(sighs) How was your night?

Long. Long.
Jimmy Cole got shot.

What, that drug deaIer
with the ugly moustache?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, Luke, um...

What the hell is this?

Okay, this is not exactly how
I had this planned.

I was thinking maybe more
a weekend at the cabin,

maybe get a fIoatpIane,
take us up to Whitestone,

- watch the sunset.
- Oh, my God.

I am so sorry.
l'm so sorry.

I--I was not snooping,
I promise. It's just that...

No, no. It's--It's fine.

I was scared. Well, not scared.
ObviousIy, it's me.

But nervous, and I--I went,

- and the gate was open...
- Andy, Andy.

- And l think, uh...
- Andy. Andy, it's fine.

- ...the neighbor's dog is possessed.
- lt's great. lt's great, okay?

As long as it ends the same way,

unless you don't want to,
and then that's fine.

It's... It's okay.

I do.

- You do?
- Yeah, I do.

(laughs) Um...

(Luke laughs)

(Jenn Grant's "Getcha Good" playing)

(sirens wail in distance)

♪ Get your bag and boots on, honey ♪

♪ I've got love
but not much money for you ♪

- ♪ If you want me, say you do ♪
- (faucet turns off)

Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you
to stand down.

Because I'm the police.

I said, stand down.

Because I'm the police.

(GaiI, knocking)
Dov, come on! Hurry up!

I need to use the bathroom.

I'm not finished yet.

Yeah, weII,
I need to use the shower,

so can you hurry up
and arrest the mirror already?

- Gail.
- Mm?

If you need to use the shower so bad,

use the one at your own damn house.

♪ If you want me, say you do ♪

That's what you meant
about bringing me coffee.

(Traci laughs)

I actually did bring you coffee.

It's probably cold by now.

You know, if you'd slept over,
I'd make you coffee--

a nice latte.

- Mmm.
- You'd be drinking it right now.

Nah. l don't know how
I'd explain that one. (sighs)

You're not married to Dex.

l know, but he's Leo's dad,
and we live together right now,

and I don't want to talk about that
right now.

♪ I'm gonna let ya,
l'm gonna Iet ya ♪

♪ I'm gonna getcha,
gonna getcha ♪

Hey. I called you, like, four times
this morning.

Oh. Sorry. l just,
uh, turned my ringer off,

'cause I had an appointment
this morning. Why? What's up?

Oh, nothin'.
Just, um, got some new bling

and wanted you to be
the first to know. (pop)

Shut up.

Luke gave it to me last night.

That's a diamond.
That's a frickin' diamond, Andy.

(chuckles) I know.

That's amazing. Oh, my God.

Wow. (laughs)

(Jo) You girls need a minute?

Andy just got engaged.

- No way.
- Really?

(Traci) To Detective Callaghan.

Yeah, thanks. I figured.

(laughs) Is that--Is that the ring?

Yeah. It's, um...

That's gorgeous. Congratulations.

(Andy) Thank you.

- Nice work, McNally.
- Thanks.

Just if I were you, I wouldn't
wear it out on the street.

You don't want
to make yourself a target.

(locker door clicks open)

(Frank) The late James Cole--

Cabbagetown's friendIy
neighborhood crack dealer.

Took four in the chest last night,
no witnesses.

It's Callaghan's case,

but if it's a turf thing, it couId get
pretty ugly, so keep your eyes open.

Speaking of ugly--Oliver?

(laughter)

All right, rooks, everybody knows

that Friday shifts are bad.

There's more drunk and disorderlies

and more, uh, more domestics.

Friday night, full moon--

that's a whole different story.

Diaz.

Well, uh, sir,

seeing as how the human body
is mostly made up of water,

and the Moon's gravity's responsible
for the Earth's tides,

it stands to reason
that we should be affected, too,

uh, s--uh, somehow.

(slow handclaps)

Yeah, stupid people do stupid things.
lt is in their nature.

But they will do fewer stupid things

if they know we're watching,
so stay sharp.

Stay visible. Serve. Protect.

You got any questions
about the Earth's tide,

talk to Diaz.

(laughter)

Thanks.

Oh! One more thing.

I understand congratulations
are in order to McNaIIy here

on her engagement
to Detective Callaghan.

Oh, hey!

- (Dov) Seriously? You're getting married?
- Yeah.

- Andy, way to go.
- (Chris) That's awesome.

That's great.

(Frank) You know, 'cause it didn't
work out for the rest of us

doesn't mean that you two
shouldn't give it a try.

- (Noelle laughs)
- McNaIIy.

Noelle. Beautiful Noelle.

- No.
- Aw, come on. Please?

No! I had him four shifts
last week.

What? Only four.

Ever since he got busted down,
he's been a pain in the ass.

No, no.
An eager pain in the ass.

Yeah, well, I think he's got
something to prove, you know.

(chuckles) Hey! The thing is...

(lowered voice) The thing is,
I need this to be

kind of a lighter day, you know?

Izzy had her pals over
for a sIeepover,

and I overextended myself.
l'm totaIIy jet-Iagged,

- and I think I screwed up my back.
- Not happening.

I'll ride with him.

Officer Epstein--I'll ride with him.

You're not a training officer.

Technically, Dov just has to ride
with a supervising officer,

and I can supervise and report in to you
at the end of the day.

Yeah. I like the sound of that.

Yeah, but you just have
to make it clear to Dov

that I'm...
his supervising officer.

You know, just so there's no confusion.

(chuckles) I like this one.

Look, just...

keep him out of trouble, okay?

Yep. Got it, sir.

Okay. He doesn't need
to prove anything. Not today.

So... (sighs)
You're pregnant?

What?
No, I am not pregnant.

Oh, it just seems like the--

this engagement thing
happened pretty quickly.

I figured, you know,
maybe you didn't--

needed to move things along and...

Luke and I do live together.

Right. What's it been? How long?

Doesn't matter how long it's been.

I mean, when you know, you know.

I mean,
it's not like I wasn't surprised.

Oh, yeah? What, did he hide
the ring in a cupcake?

No.

Yeah, Callaghan's probably more
of a skywriting kind of guy.

- Was a pIane invoIved?
- No, it wasn't. It was... simple.

Oh.

Well, actually, I--I kinda found the ring
in Luke's stuff,

and then he came home,
and it just happened.

You found it in his stuff...

- Yeah, but I wasn't snooping.
- ...and then it just happened.

Yeah, it happened,
but it--in a good way.

Okay. And you said yes.

Why wouldn't I?

It was spontaneous and romantic,

and, uh...

it's a good thing.

(dispatcher on radio) Available units,
we've got a 2-car collision

in front of 1 083 Emerson,
corner of Emerson and Wall.

1505. Mark us.
We're on our way.

(siren whoops, wailing)

Whoa! Look out!

(brakes screech, thud)

- Whoa!
- (Sam) Use the sidewalk, buddy!

(Andy) This is 1505.

We're on the scene of a 1083.
We need a bus.

- (Sam) We need you to clear the street here, folks.
- Sir, are you okay?

- Right of way. lt was my go.
- Yeah, I know. I'm sure it was.

(sighs) I can't undo this thing.

That's okay. You know what?
Just sit tight.

Um, we're gonna get you
out of here in a few minutes.

Driver seems okay.
He's just a bit shaken up.

Yeah, well, this guy was in good enough
shape to take off.

- The guy we almost hit?
- l guess so.

- Well, looks like he ran the stop sign.
- Yeah.

Or maybe he just didn't want
to get caught with something.

What, like drugs?

I don't know.

(zipper opens)

Ohh!

(Sam coughs and chuckles)
Okay.

Not what I expected.

Hmm...

(man on PA) Officer Graham
to the Sergeant's Desk.

Officer Graham to the service desk.

(Chris) So you think we'll be
in the wedding party?

You know,
for Andy and Luke's wedding?

l'm not reaIIy sure
they've thought that far ahead.

It all happened pretty fast.

Oh. I don't know.
They bought a house together.

Kinda makes sense.

Yeah.

You and Dex gonna get married?

Yeah, no. l'm not reaIIy
into the whole marriage thing.

I am. Totally.

(chuckles) I can't wait
to have a big famiIy.

Well, you don't have to be married
to have a famiIy, Chris.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.
I guess I, um...

I guess I just kinda always saw myself,
uh, you know, getting married.

It's weird, but I kinda can't wait.

Excuse me.

(lowered voice)
Does Gail know that?

Um, I'm here about the murder,
the one in the news.

- The one in Cabbagetown?
- That's right. The shooting.

Okay. Do you have any information,
anything that might be helpful?

If I could tell you who the killer was,
would that be helpful?

Yes. Yes, it would.

Well, I stopped at the sign.
lt was my go.

I hit the gas and suddenly, bam!
Out of nowhere.

Then buddy just takes off.

(Andy) Okay, well, these medics
are gonna take you to St. Pat's

and get you checked out.

(Jerry) Whoa, whoa.
Not until I talk to him first.

Okay. Um, anything else?

(Sam) Not your best day either, huh?

Whoa! There they are.

That's fantastic.
What've we got?

I got three human heads--
two male, possibly one female.

- Possibly?
- You tell me, man.

Yeah, no.
That--That one's a girl.

- There's hardly any blood, though.
(camera beeps and cIicks)

Yeah, looks like the vics were drained
before their heads were removed.

Hmm. Neat freak.

Okay, all the witnesses gave,
um, the same description--

white guy, early 20s,
brown hair, brown coat.

Same guy we saw fleeing the scene.

Car's registered to a Tanya Makin,
61 9 Seaton Lane.

(Jerry) Okay, so, uh, I'm gonna call

and see if l can get an lD
on Peter, Paul, and Mary here.

You two go to Seaton, and I'll get a TAC
to meet you there with a warrant.

- Sounds good.
- All right.

(camera beeps and clicks)

Ugh. What kind of person
cuts people's heads off

and drives around with 'em?

Day Iike today,
you got two options--

either werewolves or zombies.

- I'd give it to the werewolves.
- Why?

Everybody knows zombies can't drive.

(starts engine)

You could've at least let me drive.

You wanna drive so badIy,
take out your own damn squad car.

Oh, wait. You're not allowed.

(laughs sarcastically)

Is that how you want to play this?

Dov, I'm not playing, okay?
I'm just doing my job.

Check it out.
Up ahead on the left.

(men shouting)

(siren whoops)

- (Dov) Do you smell that?
- (Gail) What?

Sweet redemption.

- Stay in the car.
- I got this.

- That's an order.
(cIick, feedback)

(Gail on loudspeaker)
Hey, numb-nuts! This is the police.

- Stop fighting now.
- (man) Don't worry about it!

Bravo.
Excellent work, Officer Peck.

(men continue shouting)

It's last warning,
and then I'm gonna tase you.

That is 50,000 volts
straight into the junk.

Hey!

(loudspeaker clicks off)

(seat belt clicks)

I had it.

I know.

I heard you practicing,
remember?

(exhales deeply)

(knocks on door)
Tanya Makin!

- Police! Hands up!
- (gasps) Whoa! Okay!

- (TAC officer) All clear.
- (Andy) Thank you.

When's the last time you saw it?

I parked it outside on the street
Iast night after my shift.

I swear, I thought it was still outside.

And where do you work?

At the Pump & Grind coffee house
on CoIIege.

Okay, you have no idea
who might've taken it?

- I mean, did you lend it to anyone?
- No.

- Husband?
- No.

Yeah, I guess you're a bit young
to be married.

A Iot of boxes, Tanya.
You planning on going somewhere?

Yeah, I'm supposed to move back
to North Bay with my parents.

My roommate left me a couple weeks ago
and stuck me with the rent.

Look, I don't know
what's going on here, okay?

l just know that you guys
are busting into my apartment,

telling me that my car is gone.

I would just really appreciate it

if somebody would explain to me
what's going on.

It's okay. It's okay.
(cell phone rings)

(ring)
Excuse me.

Yeah, Jerry, go.
No, she's clean.

We found some evidence
of a crime in your trunk.

What? What kind of crime?

Well, that's still under investigation.

No, no, no, no, no. My Iaptop
got lifted from work last week.

That's still under investigation,

but I didn't get a visit
from a SWAT team.

Uh, Tanya, you know anybody
who works at Victoria Mercy?

- What, the hospital?
- Yeah.

No, why?

Okay. Uh, we're good.
Thank you.

Well, um, a detective will be in touch
with you about your car.

Whoa. What, that's it?

Well, for now, but, look,
in the meantime,

if you think of anyone that matches
that description we gave you,

call, okay?
This is my direct line.

(Andy) Hey, what's going on?
What'd Jerry say?

Victoria Mercy's lab reported
three cadavers with missing heads.

Cadavers? You think they go
with the heads we found?

I can't believe I just asked you that.

Nothing gets by you,
does it, McNally?

Oh, kinda like the bit about
being too young to be married?

No. Nothing gets by me.
(slams door closed)

(Traci) She says she can identify
James Cole's shooter--

a junkie named
Michelle Turner, mid-20s.

She even gave us
the last known address.

And she saw Cole get shot?

She says she's a neighbor.

What's her name?

(Chris) Uh, she wouldn't tell us.
She doesn't want to get involved.

Okay, so she's willing to give up
the shooter by name

with no evidence?

Guess we brought you in
a IittIe too soon.

Yeah, that's, uh, that's fine.
Just try and figure out who she is

and see if she has a beef
with this Michelle Turner, okay?

- Will do.
- Okay.

- Oh! And Detective Callaghan?
- Yeah.

Uh, congratulations,

you know, on you and Andy.

We're all, uh...

We're all really excited for...

Thanks.

(clears throat)

(telephones ringing)

(Jo) Hey.

Thought you were staying home today,
getting some sleep.

- Yeah, well, um... (sighs)
- Oh. Yeah. (chuckles)

You don't sleep well during the day.

Nash and Diaz, uh, may have
a witness in the CoIe murder.

- Oh, great. Anything solid?
- We'II see.

That was an absolutely gorgeous ring
you gave McNaIIy this morning.

Or was that Iast night?
I'm really not clear on the details.

(Jerry) Callaghan!

Brother.

True? FaIse?
You locking it down with McNally?

Yeah. Yeah, locking it down.

- Great.
- Hey, how'd you get so lucky?

What's this I hear on the wire
about three heads in a duffel bag?

Oh, yeah, yeah. No. They--They were
stoIen from the Iab at the OId Vic.

Hmm.

Yeah, I got Sammy down there
right now

with your fiancée.

(chuckIes) Yeah,
let's just call her McNally.

Okay.

So I guess we should probably
start taIking bacheIor party.

(laughs) That's my cue.

Congratulations, detective.

(siren wails in distance)

(Andy) Hey! E-121-A.

Well... (sighs)

These heads--You think
it's just some innocent prank?

Try using the words "severed heads"
and "innocent" in the same sentence.

- I really want to hear that one.
- Shut up. (chuckIes)

"E-1 10."
What, did we pass it?

It's E-121-A. Okay.
You go that way. I'll go this way.

- You can give me a call.
- Okay.

Excuse me, sir?

Hey.

(radio squelch)
Hey, Sam, I got him.

Have you reached--
Stop!

(beeps and buzzes)

(grunting)

(breathing hard) Put your hands up!
Put 'em up.

(door closes)

What do you want?
I'm busy... "McNally."

I just want to talk to you
about the car accident this morning,

about the car you stole.

I didn't steal a car.

Yeah, I think you did.

Come on. Put your hands up.

Why are you lying?
I didn't steal anything.

Ohh. (radio squeIch)
Sam, I got him in the lab.

- Just come get over here right now--
- l gotta go.

- No! Get over here!
- HeIp!

Aah! No! Aah!

- (man) Help! McNally!
- (grunting)

- (door handle rattles)
- Don't touch me!

(man, raging) Aah! No!

Aah! McNally! No!

- (Andy) Ohh!
- (man grunts)

Aah! Aah!

Ohh! (groans)

- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm okay. Just go. Go!

(panting)

Ow. (panting)

- Are you sure you're okay?
- Yeah, l'm okay.

- What?
- He bit me.

- it's fine. Seriously.
- Ow.

- And you're sure?
- He didn't even break the skin.

- Okay, but you start to transform...
(door closes)

I ain't gonna think twice.

(Pathologist) Daniel Baird--

one of my research residents.

Why would he be stealing
the heads off cadavers?

I haven't the faintest idea.
It makes no sense to me.

I mean, he had full access here.

- He can get in and out anytime?
- Yeah, absolutely.

When was the last time
you saw him?

Oh, let's see, uh...

he hasn't been in for three shifts,

but that's not unusual.

I mean, we are a hospital.
PeopIe do get sick.

I just went three rounds with him
down the hall.

Could he have a drug problem?

If you're asking whether he had access
to the pharmacy, no.

What about friends?
I mean--nice guy, social?

(PathoIogist)
What do you mean?

She means, is he weird?

I work 60 hours a week
down here by choice.

I think I'm the wrong person to ask.

Okay.

- Trace.
- Mm?

Guess what I found.

A list of wedding halls
for Andy and Luke.

No. I've got an ID
on our reluctant witness.

- Go, Chris.
- Yeah.

I checked the security cameras
in the Iot out front.

Guess who came here
in her own car.

- Oh, no, she didn't.
- Yeah.

Ran the plates.
She lives in Hamilton.

Hamilton?
So she's no neighbor?

No, not even cIose.
Her name's Cecile Edwards.

- Edwards?
- Yeah.

There's definitely a connection
between Cecile Edwards

and MicheIIe Turner,
the woman she ID'd as the shooter.

Cecile Edwards is her mother.

Were you even gonna tell me?

Jo, I do not need to ask
your permission to marry Andy.

Well, you do when you give her my ring.

It was never your ring.
You said no.

Yeah, and yet you hung on to it
aII these years.

lt's something
you were gonna give me.

Something you're now giving--

have given--

to some doe-eyed little rookie.

She found it.

All right?

She found it,
which is great by me.

The only thing that mattered in that
was her answer,

not where the ring came from.

Of course it matters.

(laughs to himself)

You wanted different things,

and I respected that,

but you do not get to come in here now
and do this

because I am happy
with someone who's not you.

Okay.

Okay. Clean slate.

Is this the Michelle Turner?

(Cecile) Mm-hmm. Yes.
That's--That's her.

That's the girl that did the shooting.

Uh, Mrs. Edwards,
w-we know that--

Michelle Turner is your daughter.

So?

She still went out with that Cole boy,

and he got her hooked on drugs,
and they fought aII the time,

and l'm sure--
I'm sure she killed him.

Ma'am, uh, we checked
with HamiIton PD,

and we know that you filed
a missing persons report

18 months ago on Michelle.

Is she still missing?

Look, that report--

It sat on the desk inactive
for almost a year.

She's 27 years old.

She worked on the street,
and they tell me she has a high score.

She's low priority.

I just figured if--if I told you

that she did something bad
like murdered,

you would go out and look for her
Iike she was important.

(sighs) So what does this mean?

That nobody's gonna
do anything, right?

Uh, I'm--

I'm afraid if she's got nothing
to do with the case, then...

I won't waste your time anymore.

Ms. Edwards.

We're gonna print out
your daughter's file, okay?

You can read through it,

and if there's anything
that you can think of,

just go ahead and write it down.
I mean,

maybe there's something
that we missed.

(exhaIes deepIy,
laughs to herself)

Thank you.

Okay. Have a seat.

(jangles keys)

What'd the super say?

Quiet. Keeps to himself.
Pays his rent on time.

Typical psycho stuff.

Daniel?

It's the police.

(flies buzzing)

God. Looks like Dov and Chris's place.

Well, Dov's half, anyway.

(door creaks)

Ooh. Except for maybe this.

(Andy) And those.

Uh, they definitely don't have those.

Brains? That's gross.

Ohh.

Clozapine.

What's Clozapine?

Antipsychotics.

So Daniel's schizophrenic?

I guess so. These are dated
from a month ago.

(pills rattle)
They're still full.

So what's he want with brains?

(sighs and chuckles) I don't know,

and I doubt it would make much sense
to us, anyway,

but, uh, l do suggest
we figure out where he is,

before he decides to cut the head off
somebody who isn't already dead.

50 bucks says there's something
happening inside that bag--

spray paint, illegal fireworks.

Those guys? No way.

There's way too much apathy going on
over there for pyrotechnics.

- Weed.
- (chuckles) We don't have cause.

I can find cause.
Gail, I need to make an arrest, all right?

No.

You know, this power trip

isn't gonna make me want you
as a roommate

any more than I already don't.

Whatever.

I pay my share of the rent now.
Chris wants me there,

so you're just gonna have to man up
and deaI with it.

Oh, l wiII.
Only 'cause I can wait you out.

Wait. You think that Chris and I
aren't gonna Iast?

Actually, I don't know how
you lasted this long.

I mean, you guys have nothing
in common with each other.

Chris is a totally good person.

And I'm not?

I don't know. You tell me.

Why'd you volunteer to be
my partner today?

To mess with me?
To kick me while I'm down?

Dov, I volunteered to be
your partner today,

because nobody else wanted you.

Do you think you're
impressing the T.O.s

with this whole
"dive in headfirst" thing?

You're not.

You're just proving you're not ready.

(Andy) What exactly am I looking for?

(Sam) For something with an address.
Anything--friends, famiIy,

something that gives us an idea
where he might hide out

when he's not here.

I got a Jim and Dina Baird.
Bend, Oregon.

Long way from home.

Yeah, with nobody to check up on him.

- Hey, hey.
- Mm-hmm?

Check this out.

(click)

Uh, hey.

Uh, this is Daniel.

Um...

Yeah, this is one week
at haIf a dose,

so... uh, things are good.

Um, things are a little bit clearer,
less fog.

(types)

Hey, um...

uh, nine days,
uh, off of medication,

and, uh, I think things are good.

(chuckles) I've just probably
been going to the coffee shop

a IittIe too much,
uh, which is--which is--

which is understandable, so, uh...

(types)

Headaches are a problem.

They're consistent,

and appetite has pretty much gone.

I need to, uh...

not go down the road
of the D2 receptors.

That's... not possible.

(types)

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Jeez.

(types)

(pants) If you can complete the circles
in the right direction

and you can complete...

(sighs) the communication
between them all,

that's...
(fingersnap)

(sighs) that's when things
start to fire properly.

Sounds like he's trying
to cure himself.

- (Daniel) And if you don't have that...
- A transpIant.

...the brain doesn't function properly.

(Daniel) I'm lucky.

(Andy) Hey, remember Tanya saying
that her laptop was stolen?

Well, the coffee house
where she works

is between here and the hospital.

(Andy) Whoa.

Hey.

(phone beeps)

Hey, Tanya.
It's Officer McNally.

Give me a call as soon
as you get this, okay? I--I--

Lock your doors
and don't go anywhere.

We're on our way.

Yeah, I was getting to that.

(keys clatter)

You know, it's really not that kid's fault.
(siren wailing)

I mean, he's just trying to get better.
He can't controI it.

That kid stole heads.

He was diagnosed,
prescribed medication.

He chose to go off his medication.

In my book, that makes him responsible.

Yeah, but he didn't ask
for this to happen.

McNally, things happen to us
all the time.

It doesn't mean we can't choose
how we react.

Is this you trying to be
subtle again?

(cell phone ringing)

Is that Tanya?

No, it's Luke.

(ring, beep)

(voice maiI)
Hey, you've reached Andy.

Leave me a message after the beep.
(beep)

Hey, it's me. Uh...

I'm home early.

I'll see you when you get here.

(siren wailing)

(dog barking)

(Sam, lowered voice)
Shh, shh! The door's open.

Police! We're coming in!

Tanya! This is the police!

Tanya, it's Officer McNally!

Oh! Oh! Please, no!
Is he gone?! Is he gone?!

(Sam) He's gone. He's gone.

We're clear!

- (Andy) Are you okay?
- (voice breaking) Yeah, I'm okay.

(sniffles) I just came home,
and he was here.

- He was here in my living room.
- Daniel Baird?

Yeah. Yeah,
I recognized him from work.

He comes in all the time.

I mean, he's a little weird,

but usually he's pretty sweet,
you know?

He just kept saying that he--
that I didn't have to leave him,

that he was gonna--
he just needed more time.

Did he hurt you?

No, I hit him over the head
with this--this lamp,

and then--and then--
and then I heard your car,

and I told him that the police
were coming,

and then he took the phone
out of my hand, and he--

and he chucked--oh, my God.
He chucked it against the wall.

Okay. Just calm down.
Take a breath. You're safe now.

Any idea where he went?

No, I don't have any idea
where he went.

I ran upstairs, and I locked myself
in the bathroom.

He just kept screaming.

He kept screaming that the police
were trying to poison my mind

and that they didn't
want us to be together?!

And you--
He even knew who you were.

I mean, he kept screaming
your name, like,

"McNally, McNally, McNally, McNally!"

and, like, and that he was gonna find you
and he was gonna stop your lies.

Hey.

What's your name?

Luke.

Luke Callaghan.
What's yours?

I'm Daniel. Daniel Baird.

Does McNally live here?

Andy McNally?

She's not home right now, Daniel.

What can I do for you?

She's lying,

and...

she's ruining everything.

Okay, let's talk about that, all right?

I can fix it.

Tanya doesn't have to know.

Tanya? No, no. She doesn't.

AII right?
I--I'll tell her that, Daniel.

She doesn't have to know
anything, aII right?

You're police.

Yeah.

Daniel, I'm a detective.
l'm Luke CaIIa--

(grunting, gasping)

(groaning)

(police radio chatter)

(dispatcher) 1519, we've got
a noise complaint in your area.

952 Armstrong.

- May I?
- Yeah.

Dispatch, Mark 1519.
We're on it.

(gears shift, engine turns off)

Hey, Dov. 952's over here.

Excuse me, sir.

(Gail) Oh, Dov. Seriously.

Can I talk to you for a second?

You seen anything unusual tonight?

(sighs) Replace the superior gyrus.
4 cc's cerebrospinaI fIuid.

You been drinking, sir?

Drinking? No. No.

(police radio chatter)

You're the police.

What gave it away?

Sir, I'm gonna need
to see some ID.

(pats hip)

(Velcro rips)

(Andy) So the car's gonna
take you to the station,

keep you safe
until we've located Daniel.

Okay. Look, I don't understand.
Why me?

Uh, you were nice to him
at the coffee shop.

Maybe he thinks
he was in love with you.

So wait. Wait. When he said
he needed more time,

what did--what's he gonna do?

(opens door)
He's trying to fix himself?

Maybe that way you'll love him back.

That's crazy.

Yeah.

(Dov) Do you need
some medical attention?

(Daniel) You don't know what it's like
when you're out at night.

(beep)

(Dov) I need you to focus
and taIk to me.

Are you hurt?

I... I just--I gotta go.
I don't have a lot of time.

Sir, I need you to calm down.
This wiII just take a minute.

(rapid beeping)

(receiver clicks)

(lowered voice)
Uh, dispatch?

What is she doing over there?
Who is she taIking to?

Mark 1519.

(Gail) We have a 20
on EDP Daniel Baird.

Armstrong,
between Dupont and Bloor.

That's--That's our street.
That's where we Iive.

(siren wails, car accelerates)

I gotta go. I don't--

I don't have a lot of time.
I need to finish it.

Finish? Finish what, Daniel?

(squelch) Uh, Officer Epstein?

Subject is KTP--
51-50 with a 10-60. (squelch)

(holster clanks) Daniel...

I'm gonna need you to put
your hands above your head now.

I gotta go.

- I need to fix it.
- Whoa. Whoa!

- Hey! Whoa! Whoa! Put the gun down!
- Whoa! Whoa! Put the gun down!

(voice breaking) I need to fix it.
l need to fix it for her.

- Put it down!
- Put... put it down!

- I can really do it.
- Put the--

I can really do it for her. Unh!

(Gail) Stay down! Stay down!
Stay down!

Noooooo!
(siren approaching)

- I got him. We got him.
(clicks handcuffs)

(Daniel raging, sobbing)

(sighs) The guy had this.

(Andy) Oh, my God.

That's Luke's gun.

(breathing hard)

Luke!

Luke! Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Okay... It's me, Andy.

He's down!

Ohh.

10-33. Officer down.

926-A Armstrong.

All right.
So, okay, he's breathing.

Cloths. Get some cloths
from the kitchen.

Cloths! Hey, McNally! Get some cloths
or towels or whatever...

- (gasping) Okay. Okay.
- from the kitchen, all right?

- (opens drawer, clatter)
- (Sam) He's still alive.

10-33! Officer down, 926-A Armstrong!
We need a bus!

All right. What do I do?
(hyperventiIating)

That's good. AII right.
Just put--apply pressure there.

That's it. Okay.
It's gonna be all right.

- (voice breaks) Sam.
- Look at me, all right?

(approaching sirens)
It's gonna be fine. He's still alive.

Just stay with me, all right?

(crying)

(sirens wailing)

(indistinct conversations)

He's been in there
a really long time.

He's in the best possible hands.

(whispers) Yeah.

Have you heard anything?

Ohh.

(sighs) No.

We've got Daniel Baird sedated.

Found this on him.

Must've looked you up.

Yeah, well, um...

Luke put the house
in both of our names, so...

How did he get in?

Looks like he came in through
the back gate.

- There was no lock, so...
- (sighs)

(Frank) How is he?

We got the bullets out,
but, uh, he lost a lot of blood.

The next 48 hours are critical.

Can I see him?

Uh, look, I'm--I'm sorry.

ICU is restricted.
Family only.

l'm his fiancée.
I am his family.

All right. Come on.

(men speaking indistinctly)

(door opens,
footsteps approach)

- (man) Go away.
- (second man) Aah!

- Sorry, boys.
- (men chuckle)

You need this bathroom, too?

I just want to see if you're okay.

I'm fine.

Dov... (sighs)
How did you know?

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

I just--

Something seemed off,
so I dove in.

lt's the onIy way
I know how to do this job.

(Sia's "I'm in Here" playing)

I'm gonna be outside.

♪ I'm in here ♪

(door opens)

I spoke to my staff sergeant,

and he said we could put out
another priority one bulletin

on your daughter in the morning.

Ohh. Thank you.

l promise,
we won't forget about her.

Then if you don't mind...

can I go over it one more time?

Go ahead.

♪ Can anybody help? ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

I just heard.

♪ Can you hear my call? ♪

(sighs) Luke's out of surgery,
but they stiII don't know.

I know.

♪ I've been waiting for you ♪

(lowered voice)
So the eyewitness story was bogus?

(lowered voice) She's just a mom trying
to do what she has to do for her kid.

Doesn't always make sense.

Sure it does.

Family comes first.

Can't argue with that.

♪ I'm crying out ♪

Okay. l gotta go
to the hospital in a bit.

You want me to, uh,
put a second pair of eyes on that?

That'd be great.

All right.

♪ Stuck inside these walls ♪

♪ Tell me there is hope ♪

♪ For me ♪

♪ Is anybody out there listening? ♪

♪ Can you hear my call?

♪ Are you coming to get me now? ♪

♪ I've been waiting for ♪

♪ You to come rescue me ♪

(monitor beeping steadily)

♪ I need you to hold ♪

♪ All of the sadness I cannot ♪

(monitoring update beeps)

(monitor beeping steadily)

♪ Live with inside of me ♪

♪ I'm in here ♪