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Previously, on Allegiance...

I’ll run the plates.

Sergeant?

- He’s drinking.
- Yeah.

You cut off communication
with your partner,

your team paralyzed
the detachment

because we thought
you might be dead.

Sabrina!

...while you enjoy
the lucky streak

of your one-woman show called
"Following My Instincts".

Is this... Detective Sohal?

Detective Meyer.

Kalaini here
sings your praises.

- Oh yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

Wow. Cool.

Do you want to go again,
or are you tired of losing?

Oh, it only looks
like I’m losing.

I’m-I’m playing the long game.

Oh, the long game
of losing lots of games?

You glad you finally
came out with us?

You know what,
I’m actually having fun.

"Actually"?

Sabrina’s idea of fun

is one glass of wine
and paperwork.

You know what? Actually,
I-I can’t because--

Come on! Boo-oo-oo!

Boo!

I’m joking, I’m joking.

Here we go.
All right, bottoms up.

Cheers.
Cheers, cheers, cheers.

Oh, wow.

Mm.

Oh, my God,
what is that?

Doubles?

Me and you,
against the Backstreet Boys?

Oh, really? Okay. So...

You "want it that way"?
I got you.

Careful. You guys
are about to lose real bad.

Yeah, I am in,

but water first?

Yes, please.

Hey. Two waters, please?

Oh--

Hey, watch where you’re going!

Sorry.

Hey, Assad, it was an accident.

Um, I need you
to come keep score.

If I win,

Zak’s getting
my ass tattooed on his face,

or my face
tattooed on his ass.

I don’t know,
one of those.

Platonically, or--?

Oh, my God, yes.

It was like making out
with my cousin.

Female, 30s.

A jogger found her this morning.

That doesn’t look good.
Is she--

She’s unconscious.

Serious injuries on just about
every inch of her body.

Hospital’s
gonna administer a rape kit.

Hey, I’ve seen her before.
She came to the bar last night.

- She seemed upset.
- You get a name?

Uh, no I.D.?

No, no purse either.
There’s a smashed phone nearby.

We’re thinking it’s hers.

Hey, Gillian?

I’m sending you a photo
of the victim’s tattoo.

Any chance you can

track down the artist?

By the magic
of reverse image search,

yes, there is a chance.
- Thanks.

Uniforms are still
combing the area, but...

it’s a public park, so...

Anything relevant
close to where she was attacked?

Cigarette butts,

broken sunglass lens,

candy wrapper,
and a kid’s shoe.

This level of violence...

doesn’t feel like a robbery.

Agreed.

Why smash her phone,
instead of taking it?

Based on
the extent of her injuries,

it feels personal.

What, she knew her attacker?

Or it was hate-motivated.

Hey, Gill, check for
any recent reports

of violent assaults
on women near Bronning Park.

On it, uh,

and Sabrina,
I might have something.

I found a photo

with the same design
on a guy’s shoulder.

Forwarding it to you now.

The tattoo studio’s address
is 7-2-8-1, 109th.

Great. We’re on it.

All right, let’s station
officers at the hospital

until we know more,

and make sure
that they let us know

as soon as she’s conscious.

Copy that.

I’ll see if I can get
CCTV from the bar,

and find out who else
might’ve seen her there.

Thanks, Vince.

Sohal?

You know, when I saw her
last night,

I knew something was off.

She seemed scared,
she seemed nervous.

I should’ve talked to her,

I should’ve made sure
that she was okay--

instead, I just let her go.

Hey.

You can’t take that on, Sabrina.

Let’s focus on finding
the guy who did this, okay?

Hey, Stu.

- Vince!
- Hey.

Always a pleasure.

Haven’t seen you for a while,
Gabinski.

Yeah, I’ve been busy.

Hey, uh,
did you work last night?

No.

You got any footage
we can look at?

Of course.

Thanks.

- Oh.
- Got her.

Do you recognize her?

Sorry, no.

What about her tattoo?

That, yes.

I’ve done it on a few clients.

Hold on...

it’s a little faded,
so, it might be around

a year old...

got it.

Her name’s Amy.

- She paid cash.
- Last name?

Sorry.

"Amy at Smithe Accountancy".

We need to talk
to her co-workers.

Thank you.

Amy Barnes was our receptionist
till a couple of weeks ago.

Is everything all right?

Unfortunately not.

Amy was assaulted last night.

Oh, my God.

Is she okay?

She’s in the hospital.

They’re looking after her.

Is there anything
you can tell us about her?

Anyone who might want
to hurt her?

No.

Amy’s super-smart,
the nicest girl.

People like her.

But she left her job?

Sadly, we had to let her go.

I mean, she was late a lot.

She’d call in sick once a week,
but no one would...

The person who attacked her
might still be a threat.

She did have
a bit of a public blow-up

with our I.T. guy.

They used to chat
at reception all the time,

but I don’t think
she felt the same way,

and after their spat,

he’d just walk right past.

And when was this?

It was a few weeks ago.

Is this I.T. guy here today?

Jake Cooper?
No, he’s got the day off.

Where’s his desk?

We’ll need addresses
and phone numbers

for Amy and Jake,

and a photo of Jake,
if you have one.

Thank you.

Not exactly
a Marie Kondo fan.

Zak?

Hmm?

Photos of Amy.

It was a crush
that turned into an obsession?

Thank you.

Jake lives on 102 Ave.

Near the bar.

Let’s have the uniforms
bring him in.

On it.

I’ll call Nate,
to ask him to fast-track

a warrant for Amy’s place.

Amy Barnes doesn’t
have much of an online presence.

There’s no socials
or photos.

We’re headed
to her place now.

All right,
what about the family?

Ah, still working
on getting in touch.

I looked into assaults
with a similar M.O.,

but there’s not much there.

There’s a guy who’s been
threatening women with a knife.

No knife wounds on Amy.

Doesn’t sound like our guy.

Any word on her condition?

Hospital says
that she’s in surgery

for a ruptured spleen.

She’s got several broken bones,

a concussion.
She’s, uh...

she’s not gonna be
ready to talk for a while.

All right,
what about the rape kit?

There’s no sign
of sexual assault.

But Amy had
a piece of thin, dark glass

embedded in her hand.

Uh, Vince found a broken
sunglass lens next to Amy.

I’ll get Forensics
to check the lens for DNA.

There’s one more thing--

the last ping on Amy’s phone
was at 11:21 p.m.,

and I can confirm

that Jake Cooper
was the last call

that came in...

as well as
the seven calls before that.

11:21 p.m.? That’s right
when she left the bar.

I wonder what our pal Jake
was doing at 11:21 last night.

Who’s this guy?

Jake?

Jake Cooper?

Yeah?

CFPC.

We’ve got a couple of questions.

Hey!

Get off me!

Stay down.

We’re good.

What were
you doing at Amy’s house?

I was just checking on her.

"Checking on her"?

Yeah.

You peered through windows.

It’s not like that.

No? It’s not like that?

What is it like, then?

We are friends.

We’re just good friends.

Mm.

When did you last see Amy?

About three weeks ago.

And where were you last night,
around 11 p.m.?

I was at home.

Is there anyone
who can verify that?

No.

I know
as much as you do, okay?

He’s in there, right?
Look, just let me talk to him!

- One second!
- Mitch?

What’s going on, man?

- Is that him?
- Is that who?

Is that him, is that the guy
who tried to kill my girlfriend?

Is that the guy who tried
to kill my girlfriend!

I-- I had no idea
she came to the bar.

And when I didn’t hear from her
last night,

I just--
I figured she went to bed.

I should’ve checked on her.

I should’ve been with her,
instead of being out.

Hey, man. Hey.

There’s no way
you could’ve known.

You don’t understand.

Um...

She’s not well.

What, is she sick?

Depressed.

She gets so bad,
she can’t function.

Yeah, but this time...

you know, it felt different...

you know, like she was
worried about something.

Now I’m starting to think
it was-- it was this guy.

Yeah, her co-worker.

She mentioned him before?

Yeah. Jake.

The I.T. guy.

I mean, he gave her--

he gave her
way too much attention.

It got--
It got toxic.

He’s the reason she got fired
in the first place.

You know,
I offered to talk to him, but...

she just wanted to move on,

you know, leave him behind.

How is she? I mean...

do we know anything?

Still in surgery.

I-I got to get to the hospital.

Hey, I want to be there
when she wakes up.

I mean, she’s gonna need
clothes and a toothbrush.

Mitch, Mitch, hold up, buddy.

I’ll go with him.

What’s your take on Jake?

Uh, no alibi. Tried to run.
He’s hiding something.

Keep on him.

Hey.

Forensics confirmed
the glass found in Amy’s palm

matches the sunglass lens
found at the scene.

Also...

I reached out to Amy’s parents.

They’re retired,
living in Florida.

They’re taking
the next flight out.

Hard thing to hear.

Yeah. Your daughter beaten

and left for dead
in a park?

They’re in shock,

said she stopped calling
a few months ago.

Did they say why?

No. They thought
she seemed down,

and they expressed
their concern.

She’d be depressed,

but, I mean,
she said it was work.

They pressed for more,
she got upset,

it turned into a fight.

"Work," huh?

Yeah.

I’m gonna ask you again--

what were you doing
at Amy’s house?

What’s going on?
Is she okay?

No, she’s not okay.

She’s in the hospital
with serious injuries

from a violent attack.

She’s lucky to be alive.

Do you wear
prescription sunglasses?

Uh... no.

No, but you wear glasses,
you don’t wear contacts?

Yes.

Jake, you have no alibi.

You were the last person
to call her.

You called her several times.

We found you at her house.

It looks like
you either beat her,

and you came back
because you felt remorseful,

or you beat her
and you came back

to make sure
that she wouldn’t talk.

No.

"No"?

She wanted
to borrow some money.

She called, last night.

She wanted to know if she could
have three grand in cash.

What did
she need the money for?

She wouldn’t say.

I don’t have that kind of cash,

but I-I was worried
about her, so...

I went by her place
to check on her.

I’m telling you the truth.

All right.
Here’s some truth.

I have friends
who I work with, and...

...I don’t keep pictures
of them in my desk.

I...

I had a thing for Amy.

She wasn’t into it. Fine.

I got over it.

I am the only friend
that she has got.

Well, she’s got nearly $10,000
in her savings account.

Why ask for the three grand?

Were any of her bank cards
reported stolen?

No.

Amy didn’t have
a purse or a wallet

when we found her.

What if her purse was stolen
before the attack,

not after?

She’d need I.D.
to withdraw money.

Then why ask for cash,
but not report it stolen?

’Cause she must’ve needed it
urgently.

But for what?

Gambling debts? Drugs?

Hello?

All right, thanks.
We’ll be right there.

Amy’s out of surgery.

She’s awake.

Wow.

And I thought
my place was clean.

Yeah, she’s always been

a bit obsessive about everything
being in the right place.

Think it helps
with the depression...

you know, keep it under control.

Was Amy having money troubles?

Not that I know of.

I mean, she’s been
out of work for a bit.

Wait...

She never said
she needed money...

Hang on. Did this--
Did this Jake guy say something?

You know I can’t...

Yeah. No, I-I get it.

I’m just gonna grab her clothes.

There’s a dustpan
around here somewhere.

You worry about her clothes.

We’ll deal with that later.
Come on.

- Thanks, man.
- All right.

Amy?

Hi. How are you feeling?

Do you remember me?

From the bar?

My name’s Sabrina.

I’m a Detective with the CFPC.

Can you tell me
what happened?

I understand
that you’ve been through a lot.

Maybe you can just tell me
what you needed the money for?

You asked...

to borrow $3,000 from Jake?

Amy, are you in trouble?

We can help you.

You can’t.

Amy, if you just tell me--

He’ll kill me.

I just got to grab her jacket.

Cool.

Uh, hey, is this it?

Uh, yeah, that’s it.

Thanks.

Was she going on vacation?

Uh, no, we were gonna spend
the weekend in Tofino.

You know, cheer her up.

That reminds me.
I gotta cancel that hotel.

Hey, uh...

what happened?

Oh!

Francie. My sister’s cat.

It’s a nasty little thing.

I thought your sister
lived in Washington.

Yeah. I mean, she was...

visiting last weekend, you know?

Ah. She go to Garibaldi
with you?

Your hike.

Yeah, I saw the pics on socials,

but I didn’t see
your sister in them.

She’s not much of a hiker.

Hey, you ready to go?

Yeah. Yeah, I just gotta
use the bathroom first.

I’ll be out in a sec.

Yeah. Let’s go.
I wanna be there when she’s up.

Hey, Gillian, I need you
to check something for me.

Who will kill you?

Jake?

No! No. Jake...

Jake did nothing wrong.

Then who?

Amy, you can trust me.

No, I can’t.

You’re one of them.

One of who?

A cop.

Uh, so, Meyer leaves the bar
to vape at 11:05...

And doesn’t come back
until 11:37.

Enough time
to go to the park and back.

He’s got sunglasses
on his shirt when he leaves...

but not when he gets back.

The bruises on your stomach--

the nurse said that
they were over a week old.

Did he...?

I am not this woman.

I was going to leave him,
but my purse was gone--

my wallet, all my I.D.s.

I just knew
that he took them, and--

So you asked to borrow $3,000
from Jake,

so you could leave?

Yeah, I was desperate.

Jake said wanted to help me,
but he couldn’t, so I just...

...I went looking for Mitch.

I thought,
maybe with everyone around,

he c--

Amy, please.

Please, just let me help you.

We can protect you,
if you just tell me what he did.

Leave me alone.

Amy, if you give a statement,

we can press charges.
- Go away.

Okay.

You know,
my best friend Gillian

used to work at a pub,

and the people there
had a signal for the bartenders,

if they were in trouble,
if they needed help.

Just in case
you ever need help.

Copy. I’m on my way.

Come on, man. Let’s go.

What’s going on?

Mitch Meyer,
you’re under arrest

for the assault on Amy Barnes.

Seriously?

Man, you know me.

I’m your friend.

- Put your hands behind your
back.
- Come on!

You have the right to retain
and instruct counsel--

- Talk to your partner.
- ...in private, without delay.

Talk to your partner, man!

- Let’s go!
- It wasn’t me!

Move!

Zak!

We have 24 hours to hold Meyer

before we need to get him
in front of a judge.

I don’t think
I need to tell you--

with a case like this,

there’s no margin for error.

Got it.

Meyer’s in interrogation?

We’re headed there now.

All right.
Keep me up to date.

Hey.

I’m okay, if you want
to sit this one out.

I’m fine.

You guys are wasting
your own time here.

I mean, you’ve already got
the guy who did this to her.

We talked to Amy’s nurse.

Some of her bruises
were over a week old.

I would never hurt Amy.

All right, tell me
if I got this right...

...last night,

you found out
that Amy was gonna leave you.

I told you
we were going on a trip.

I was with you last night!

You’re missing from the bar’s
CCTV footage for 32 minutes,

right around the time
of Amy’s attack.

I went out to vape.

You had sunglasses

hanging from your shirt
when you left the bar...

and they were gone...

when you returned.

We found a piece of your lens...

embedded in Amy’s palm.

She grabbed them
during the struggle, didn’t she?

L--

I-- I was right outside the bar.

Ask Jones and Trinh--
they were with me.

{Sabrina] We will.

What time was that?

They stopped by after shift.

I mean...

we must’ve talked
for 20 minutes.

All right, look.

I didn’t tell you

before...

how bad it was--

for her privacy--

but Amy’s depression...

it gets serious, sometimes.

She’ll hurt herself,

and...

she’ll make up stories
and she’ll even believe them.

Naomi Perez.
Union representative.

Do you have any idea
how this looks--

treating an officer
like a criminal?

- We’re investigating a--
- Senior officer!

While he’s undergoing
a personal tragedy?

There’s evidence
that this "senior officer"

beat his girlfriend

within an inch of her life.

If he’s innocent,
he’ll be exonerated.

That’s how this works.

I’ve heard things
about you, Sohal.

Yeah, I’m sure you have.

Throwing shade on experienced,
respected members of the service

as a career-building strategy?

He’s all yours.

Look, without a confession
or concrete evidence,

you have nothing.
- But the sunglasses--

It won’t hold up in court.

We’re still waiting on DNA.

That can all be explained away
by their romantic relationship.

This is exactly why
women don’t report abuse!

I’m just trying
to be realistic here, okay?

Jones and Trinh
are backing up Mitch’s alibi.

They’re lying.

It’s three officers’ word
against very little evidence.

These cases are difficult
in ordinary circumstances,

but with an officer?

I mean, even if
Amy makes a statement...

...it’s still
gonna be her word against his.

You need more.

Then we’ll find more!

S-- Sabrina. Just...

Vince?

Hey, Vince?

What are you doing?

My job.

Oh, come on.

Come on, this is Mitch Meyer
we’re talking about.

You remember how he saved
that kid’s life in Whalley?

You really think
that this is him?

That was
a long time ago, Gabby.

People are capable
of more than you think.

So... no posts
with previous girlfriends,

and no police reports
naming Meyer.

We got less than 24 hours

to find something
or this prick walks free.

Well, if these women
did call the cops,

they may not
have gotten very far.

Detachment is filled
with Meyer’s shithead friends.

I didn’t mean...

Maybe they filed a complaint
with the C.I.U.?

Ma’am...
if you want to file

an official civilian complaint,

you’re going to have to go
through the proper channels.

Ishaan--

You know I can’t share
anything confidential.

- Yeah, I know.
- I can’t tell you about

any closed case files--

Ishaan, I get it.

...from 2016.

Check Mitch’s posts from 2016.

There was a C.I.U. complaint
filed against him

that year.
- By who?

They can’t share details,
but I’m hoping we can find out.

I’ve gone back ten years,

and there’s no photos of women
in any of his posts--

just sports bros.

Wait. Go back to that last one.

Can you zoom in?

That’s Jaya Sharma!

She used to be on Vice Squad.
She quit, like, 10 years ago.

Why?

I don’t know!
She was a great officer.

She was quiet,
she kept to herself.

Any rumours
about her and Mitch?

No, not that I remember.

There’s no sign of Mitch
on her socials.

Uh, check her tagged photos.

Sometimes, people delete
their ex from their feeds,

but they forget about the tags.

And there it is.

I had no idea.

Do we know where she is now?

Uh, looks like she works at
Guildford Community Centre.

Take Vince.

She might respond better
to a familiar face.

Jaya?

Hey. Vince Brambilla.

It’s been a while.

This is Detective
Sabrina Sohal.

We’re working on a case,

hoping you might be
able to help us.

Uh... I left that world
a long time ago.

It’s about Mitch Meyer.

There’s a woman
in the hospital.

She’s fighting for her life.

You know, I don’t
have time for this.

Jaya, we have to stop--

Stay away from me.

Jaya, we’re sorry.

We don’t want to cause you
any more pain

than you’ve already
been through.

If you want us to leave,
we’ll leave.

We’re just asking for
a few minutes of your time,

on your terms.

Please?

Mitch Meyer was
the worst mistake I ever made.

It started
with verbal insults.

Everything was my fault.

Then he started monitoring
my phone, my emails--

cutting me off
from friends and family.

And then he started hitting me.

Never my face, though.

He knew what he was doing.

And when he was done...

...he would beg
for forgiveness.

I went to a shelter...

and he found me there.

I opened
a separate bank account,

and he knew about it.

I called the cops...

...and his buddies showed up--

...guys who I thought
were my friends, too.

What happened?

They told me
to keep my mouth shut.

That’s what cops do, right?

"Protect our own."

Unless you step out of line--
like I did.

I’m so sorry, Jaya.

Everybody loved Mitch.

They probably still do, right?

Yeah. No one wants
to think of him as a bad guy.

I mean, I didn’t.

I probably
would still be with him

if my sister
hadn’t gotten involved.

She’s the one who told me
that I should file a report.

With C.I.U.?

With Vice.

But my supervisor--
he didn’t want to pursue it.

He said...

"Do you really want
to ruin a good man’s life?"

So that’s
when I went to C.I.U.,

and then the guys
in my department found out,

and they made my life hell.

Is that why you quit?

It took me about a year,
but I found a support group...

...other women who had been
through the same things as me,

women who just understood
how hard it is to leave.

I’m sorry

that happened to you.

I’m sorry that
your fellow officers failed you.

I wish I had known what was
going on back then, I wish...

...I wish I could’ve helped.

But now, there’s a-- a woman

who’s going through
what you’ve been through...

...and we have a chance
to help her,

but we...

we can’t...

we can’t do it without you.

I-I can’t,
I can’t go to that building,

and I can’t sit

in an interview room
with a so-called cop

and tell them what he did to me.

I can’t. I can’t.

Yeah.

Jaya, what if it wasn’t a cop
that you talked to?

Vince?

Hey.

Uh, C.I.U.
will take it from here.

Jaya will make a statement?

Yeah, and testify in court,
if needed.

You know, we could pursue
charges on her behalf.

Yeah, but with
how much time has passed--

And the lack of evidence.

The chance of a conviction
is basically non-existent.

All right, so,
our best-case scenario,

is that we use Jaya’s testimony
to back up Amy’s,

and show a pattern of abuse.

If Amy’ll talk.

We’re running out of time.

I’ll see if I can reach her.

Hey.

You good?

When I was starting out,
there was this woman, Nadia.

Busted lip.

Eye swollen shut.

She asked us
not to press charges,

I did it anyway.

Okay. Okay.

So you didn’t stand by,
you helped her.

Lawyer got him off.

She went back to him,
he killed her,

and he got off that too.

She told me it wouldn’t work.

I didn’t listen.

She knew something
that I didn’t.

And I would just
ask these women why--

"Why?"

"Why are you
protecting this guy?"

"Why don’t you just leave?"

Not once did I ever ask the guy,
"Why-- "

Why...

why’d you do it.

The guy almost killed her!

What do you mean,
they’re letting him off?

How are they letting him out?

He’s gonna kill her.

This is bullshit!

I need you to calm down,
Kalaini.

What happened?

Meyer’s lawyer got involved,
along with the union.

He’s been released
on a promise-to-appear.

Amy’s still in the hospital.

We need to get there
before he does.

She’s gone.
We just missed them.

Uniforms stationed
at the hospital said

that Amy left with Mitch.

They didn’t try to stop her?

She checked herself out,

insisted on leaving.

They had no legal grounds
to hold her.

Then there’s nothing
you can do.

Sir, I know
that Mitch is legally free,

but he’s dangerous,

and Amy’s life
could be at stake.

Do you have proof
of a current threat to life?

No, but--

Sir, we are this close
to making a case against him.

I don’t know
where he’s taking Amy,

but you give him
enough time alone--

he might not kill her,
but he’ll scare her so bad,

she won’t even think
of making a statement.

Yeah, and without a statement,
our case falls apart,

and Mitch walks...
again.

All right, Grove,
track his phone.

I’m on it.

Hey.

Mitch’s phone was switched off
ten minutes ago,

by 152nd and Highway 10.

I’ve got guys parked outside
of Amy’s and Mitch’s houses,

but no sign of ’em.

They could be headed
to Abbotsford Airport.

Checking for flights.

I have your makeup bag.

Nothing.

If they’re skipping town,
they’re doing it by road.

I am pulling up traffic cams.

If they’re on the highway,
we’ll never catch up.

What if he’s not leaving town?

He knows
that she’s terrified of him,

and that she won’t talk,

and without her,
we’ve got nothing.

He’s not on the run.

Business as usual.

- Where would he take her?
- He took me

to a diner a few times--
it was in the middle of nowhere.

Hold on!
There’s his car.

On King George, headed north.

That’s the place!
That’s the diner. Brownsville.

That’s close

to Mitch’s last-known location.

Okay, go!

Mac and cheese.

Hey, you know,
we could get it packed up.

I can call her back,

and maybe we can get
some pie to take home, too?

No.

You know, I’m just, uh,

I’m trying to do something nice
here for you.

Okay.

Okay.

I hope you guys have
an update on the case.

Are you okay?

Yeah. She’s better now.

Aren’t you, honey?

She was just...

telling me

how horrible it was

when that monster
attacked her in the park.

If Amy doesn’t want your help,

there isn’t much you can do.

Hey, Amy. You look tired.

You know, you would get
better rest at the hospital,

where they can
look after you properly.

I can take care of her
just fine.

We should get going,

’cause we have a long drive
ahead of us, huh?

Let me help you up.

Come here.

There you go.
Easy does it.

Hey, Amy.
Do you have to use the washroom?

No. I’m okay.

There you go.

Oh, hey...

let me know
when you find that guy, huh?

This way.

That’s it.

Hey, let me
get the door for you, okay?

See that hand signal?
I taught it to her.

It means that she needs help.

If we can get her away from him,
she will testify,

I’m almost sure of it.

A hand signal
isn’t enough to arrest him.

Hey!

Hey, Meyer!

Just, uh, get in the truck.
Okay?

You want to lower your voice?

You’re making a scene.

Oh, what? You don’t like

the way people
are looking at you?

Wondering if you were the one
who put those bruises on her?

How you could possibly
live with yourself,

or show your face in public
after what you’ve done?

What are you--?

You’re upsetting her, man.
Stop it.

I know you beat her.

And you beat your girlfriend
before Amy.

And probably
the one before her, too.

Everyone at this pub knows!

And your friends
at the detachment--

...they’ll know, too.

I’ll make sure of it.

They forget?
I’ll remind them.

And, eventually, you’ll crack,

and show them
who you really are.

Oh, yeah?

You think you know me?

Who am I, Kalaini?

A pathetic little boy
hiding behind his badge.

An insecure piece-of-shit
who gets off on beating women.

A weak...

spineless...

nothing.

Ah!

Mitch Meyer...
you’re under arrest

for assaulting an officer.

Ask Amy!

She’ll tell you,
I didn’t do anything.

Amy! Tell them.

Ask her!

Amy, tell them.

Amy...

Tell them, Amy!

So you were with Jones
and Meyer last night?

What time was that?

Uh, got there
about 10 after 11,

and we were with him
till 11:30.

Right.

So what were you doing there?

We talked,
you know, had a smoke.

That’s funny.
I thought you quit.

Yeah, yeah, but, you know,
after a couple drinks...

Oh, sure.
After a couple drinks, why not?

But you drove there?

Yeah, but, uh,
I didn’t drive home.

I left the car there.

Right.

Where-Where’d you get
the cigarette?

Uh, bummed one off of Meyer.

Oh, that’s funny,

’cause I thought
Mitch only vapes.

Tch. Uh...

heh-heh.

I guess I had more
than a couple drinks, yeah.

I remember now.
I, uh...

bought the pack from the store,
across the street.

Across the street?

Yeah.

So if I go over there
and...

pull the store’s CCTV,

I’m gonna see you on it?

Lying to your Watch Commander
to cover a crime--

it’s not a...

it’s not a good look for you,
Trinh.

Especially since
Jones already came clean.

You really want to put your job
on the line for Mitch Meyer?

Hmm?

Hey.

How long
have you been out here?

A while.

I keep wanting to go in there
and apologize.

Zak? For what?

I’m a detective, Sabrina.

I’m supposed to be
a good detective...

and the whole time
I knew Mitch,

he was...

Zak, I mean, you saw
the good parts of Mitch

because that’s what
he showed you,

and you believed him,
because you were his friend.

But, at the end of the day,

you protected Amy,
because you’re a good cop...

...and you have more integrity
than anyone I know.

How’d it go in there?

Uh, Amy and Jaya
both gave their statements

and the plan is
to testify in court.

And now that Mitch has no alibi
during the attack,

Nate thinks
that the prosecution’s

got a fighting chance...

and Jaya’s
going to introduce Amy

to her support group.

It’s not perfect,
but for now...

these two women are safe.

Hey.

How about we grab a drink?

Yeah.

Uh, I’ll be right back.

Hey. You ready to go?

Rain check?

Zak really
needs a friend tonight.

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

I’ll see you later.

I’m buying.

Deal.

Pick it up.

What happened?

Was this because of me?

It’s not always about you.

Who did this?

Oh, haven’t you heard?

There’s a war on...

and this is what happens

when nations go to war.

You’re still hanging out
with those pieces of--

Yeah. I stand with my nation.

We look out for each other.

You started the fight?

Will...

you know it’s just gonna
keep on escalating in there,

and there is nowhere to hide.

I don’t plan to hide.

Not in front of me.

You have an appeal coming up,

and you are going
to get yourself killed.

Well, then get me outta here.

Wait!

Just get me out of here, Dad.

I will.

I promise you.

It feels weird,
going to the usual place.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Meet you at Lorrigan’s?

See you there.