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You know, this
is the life.

Fresh air.

Stiff breeze.

And you know
what they say.

The best thing
about fishing

isn't what you catch.

Right, right.

It's, uh-

It's keeping good company.

Yeah.
- Yeah.

And Rex certainly
is the best company.

Well, at least one of us
caught something, right, buddy?

He looks hungry!

Yeah, so am I.

What do you say?

Burger and a pint?

Yeah, I'm down.

Let's do it.

All right.

Let's go, buddy.

Come on.

Look, Gary.

I get it.

Things haven't been
going your way.

But you don't have
to let me go.

One thing busting
after another.

Winch motor.

Bilge pump.

Then-

the fuel leaks.

Just no
sense in it.

You can always sell
the old tub to me, right?

My family could lend me the
cash, if the price is right.

I'm never selling
the Rusty Runner-

Declan.

It was my
dad's boat.

He left
it to me.

Trusted me with it!

And when I find out
who's messing with me-

everything's going
to turn around.

I get it.

For sure.

No problem.

One more run together, then
I'll find other work, Gary.

Dad, I'll catch whoever's
doing this to your boat.

Sunnyside Fishplant.

How can I direct
your call?

Excuse me, sorry.

Excuse me.

Hey there, Bryanna.

Chuck.

You heard from Gary
the last few days?

Just got out of the
hospital yesterday.

Ticker's been giving
me trouble again.

He took the Rusty
Runner out days ago.

He's not returning
my calls.

He's your brother, Bryanna.

He's not your kid.

Maybe leave the
grown man alone.

Let me know if
you hear from him.

Will do.

I want to be out on the water
before the sun gets up!

Something's tangled
in this net!

Help me out-

will ya?

Yeah.

Dang, it's heavy!

What is it?

Well-

bit of an early
one this morning.

Yeah, nothing like sea air
to get you woken up.

Reminds me of
when I was a kid

heading out on the
water at first light.

Yeah, I'm more of a coffee
while I scroll sort of person.

What are we
looking at?

Oh, a fisherman found
a body tangled in a net.

Young male.

No signs

of foul play.

Sarah will fill you
in on the details.

Hey.

Any idea how long
he's been under water?

Yeah, based on visual
decomposition-

time of death was
approximately 48 hours ago.

Ultimate cause may
have been drowning.

But the victim had a
serious skull fracture.

Are you sure he didn't
strike his head in a fall?

Land in the sea?

Not with the addition of
defensive wounds on both arms.

Appear to be from
the same weapon.

So he fought back-

and lost.

Gary Francis,
32 years old.

Yeah, he's a
commercial fisherman.

Owns a boat called
the Rusty Runner.

So he didn't work for
a larger company?

Mid-shore vessels like this
are almost always family run-

little independent businesses
making their living

off the sea one
run at a time.

I thought you were
a military man.

Well, my grandfather
worked his own boat

out of Halifax
his whole life.

Fishing whatever
was in season-

from lobster
to cod, but-

not without the
captain, so-

if Gary was killed
right here two days ago-

where's his boat?

Yeah.

You know, I'll contact
the Coast Guard-

to see if the Rusty
Runner had a GPS.

What have you
found there, Rex?

Something in his ear?

Here.

Yeah.

Oh.

What is that,
a stone?

I'm not sure.

It's covered in
an oily substance.

Hold that?

Sure.

That's curious.

I'll have a closer
look back at the lab.

Gary!

Whoah whoah!

Officer2: Hey hey!

Gary!

Gary!

Word travels fast
in a fishing community.

This is
never easy.

I haven't heard from
him since Friday.

I was asking around.

Is that unusual for your
brother to be out of touch?

For that long.

Yeah.

Gary's out of cell
range on the water.

And I took
a temp gig

in Gander.

So I haven't
been around.

But you were-

concerned enough to come
back and look for him.

My brother had been
having a hard time lately.

I started to worry when
he didn't even text.

He'd always let me know
when he was back.

What do you mean
by a hard time?

Just money trouble.

The boat was
breaking down a lot.

Just-

just little things
that added up.

Broken pumps, clogged filters.

Gary seemed to think

that someone was
messing with him

somehow.

Messing with him?

He thought the things

going wrong weren't accidents?

He never
laid it out.

I thought he was just
getting in his own head.

Like paranoid.

But now I-

I wish I'd listened.

I know this is
hard, Bryanna, but-

can you tell me

who might have wanted
to harm your brother?

Someone who might
take the Rusty Runner?

The boat's gone too?

That was my
dad's boat!

Listen.

Anything you can
tell us might help.

Uh-

There was
this guy, uh-

Declan-

and, uh-

Gary mentioned he kept
trying to buy the boat.

Declan Terry?

What are you at?

This is it.

Just got back from
my uncle's boat

up on the Northern Peninsula,
the past few days.

Heard the news
this morning.

So the boat's
gone too?

That's right.

Word is you were interested
in buying the Rusty Runner.

That's just all talk.

Can't afford to pay
my own rent as is.

And a tub like that's
not worth killing over.

When was the last
time you saw Gary?

Six days ago.

Friday.

We went for a pint
after our last run.

He bought, since he
was letting me go.

And then we both
headed home.

Gary cut you loose?

It happens, right?

Not the first
job I lost.

Can you think
of anyone

who may have had
a grudge against him-?

you know, was-

messing with
his boat maybe?

Gary could get crazy that
way, reading into things.

But there was
this one guy.

Who's that?

Wayne somebody.

Baggins.

Need an extra
hand today, Gary?

Herring's running.

I got it, Wayne.

Hangs around the harbour-

trading odd jobs
for cash or fish.

I heard two of them
in a screaming match

a couple of
weeks ago.

You know where I
can find Wayne?

He hangs out

at the Fog and
Fleet a lot.

A lot of the young
fishers do.

Cheapest fish and
chips in town.

Thanks for the tip.

Come on, Rex.

What's up with
your dog?

You mean the highly-
trained police K9?

It seems he's interested

in whatever's in
your fish pan here.

Do you mind
opening it up?

Sure.

No problem.

You said you
were fishing

the Northern Peninsula?

Isn't cod season
closed up there?

Depends what area.

What kind of license.

What kind of boat.

These are legit.

Well, Rex is alerting
to something.

So we'll take
a closer look.

And our pathologist

will figure out
what it is.

So, you're just going
to take them?

Uh-huh.

You found a microchip
in Declan's cod?

Not the kind you
put in pets.

The Department of Fisheries

sometimes implants
acoustic tags in cod

so they can track their
migration and survival rates.

And Rex has been
trained to alert

to the triphenylphosphine oxide

in any microchip.

Yeah, I'm still
kind of shocked

that he was able
to detect that

over the smell of
the fish itself.

Could you use that to
investigate Declan's alibi?

He says he was up in
the Northern Peninsula

over the last
few days.

Absolutely.

I'll reach out to the
Department of Fisheries.

Get their tracking info.

Okay.

Meanwhile, I have the
results of the autopsy.

Time of death remains
two days ago.

So some time Tuesday.

But as you
can see-

cerebral haemorrhage was deemed
the sole cause of death.

So Gary wasn't breathing by
the time he hit the water.

Exactly.

Also, organic fibres were
found embedded in his scalp.

From the murder weapon?

Presumably.

I'm having them

analyzed.

That might help identify
the object that caused

the death blow and
the defensive wounds.

What about the rock that
Rex found in the victim's ear?

That-

is a bit of
a puzzler.

It turns out
it's a piece

of crystallized salt
covered in fish oils.

Sea salt from
being in the ocean?

No, no, it's just
common rock salt.

Would have got
lodged in the canal

before Gary's body
ever entered the water.

But how did
a guy end up

with oily rock
salt in his ear

while fighting
off an assailant?

I have no idea.

It's also not the
only puzzling thing.

Something's bothering you.

Well-

I have seen many,
many bodies

that have been
submerged in water

for varying
degrees of time.

But there's something
different about this one.

Different how?

Well, that's the problem.

I can't put my
finger on it.

I'll just have to keep
fishing for answers.

I know.

I've clearly been hanging
around Jesse too much.

Ah, yeah.

So our victim was
having trouble with his boat.

Thought someone
was undermining him

and then wound up floating
in the harbour, dead-

with a piece of
salt in his ear.

Plus, his boat's gone.

Yeah, and it
has been for a while.

The Harbour Authority
logged the Rusty Runner

coming in last Friday.

Gary's last run
with Declan.

Yeah, but
the thing is-

it was never logged
going back out again.

So we need
to find exactly

when the Rusty
Runner left.

And where it
is right now.

In the meantime-

Coast Guard confirmed

that the vessel did
not have a GPS.

So they put the
equivalent of a BOLO out.

Meanwhile, the pub
should be open by now.

Come on, Rex.

Seems a little bit early
for a cold one there, Mark!

Yeah.

Not to mention that you're
on a homicide investigation.

Okay, Declan,
the deckhand-

said he witnessed
an argument

between Gary and a
regular named Wayne.

I'm going to see if
there's any truth to that.

Sure.

Come on.

You-

and that boat!

You held it
against him!

You never
let it go!

Just calm down, Bryanna.

You're overwrought.

He didn't mean

to upset you.

One more word
from you, Wayne-

and I swear-!
Hey hey hey!

Step back.

SJPD- what's
going on here?

Uh, we're having
a little dispute.

She's just upset
about her brother.

I don't take
it seriously.

You think Wayne here

had something to do with
your brother's death?

It's like he said.

I'm-

I'm just upset.

Come on, dear.

Let's get you inside.

Fish and chips
is on me.

What've
you got, Rex?

This your truck, Wayne

with all the rock
salt in the back?

Yeah, what of it?

Because it seems to be
spattered with blood.

I swear the blood
is from cleaning fish.

And what's the big
deal with salt?

I salt my own
cod sometimes.

Is that a crime?

We found a piece of rock salt
in the victim's body, Wayne.

Did Gary get that

when you threw him in
the back of your truck?

I swear I had nothing
to do with Gary's death.

We've known each other
our whole lives.

Gary's deckhand says he saw
the two of you arguing recently.

Need an extra
hand today, Gary?

Herring's running.

I got it, Wayne.

I heard two of them
in a screaming match

a couple of
weeks ago.

Declan said that?

Uh-huh.

Oh, that guy says
a lot of stuff

that you can't
take to the bank.

What about Bryanna?

You and that boat!

You held it
against him!

You never
let it go!

Just calm down, Bryanna.

You're overwrought.

Me and Bryanna.

Um-

We were engaged
years ago.

Uh, the dream was

that we would be
running the boat together.

Two of us-

raising kids, and, uh-

then her dad
died suddenly

and left the Rusty
Runner to her brother-

alone.

Was Bryanna bitter
about that-?

being cut out?

No, it's ancient history.

Bryanna loved Gary.

And she wouldn't
hurt anybody-

let alone her brother.

Mmm.

That still doesn't explain
why she was angry at you.

You're barking up the
wrong tree, Detective.

Declan is the guy you
should be looking at.

He's a real sleveen,
if you ask me.

Mmm.

But Declan
has an alibi.

And so does Bryanna.

Where were you
two days ago, Wayne?

I was fixing an
engine on a trawler-

in Witless Bay.

Go ahead and check.

Okay.

Hey, how
was the pub?

Lively.

It seems that Wayne and
Bryanna are old flames.

At one time, they wanted
her dad's boat for themselves.

He claims that that's
all ancient history now.

Yeah, but where
was he on Tuesday

when Gary was killed?

Well, he says he was working
on a trawler up in Witless Bay.

But he and Bryanna
are hiding something.

I mean, she was
screaming at him

when I found
them at the pub.

Right, so-

Bryanna claims that
she was in Gander

on Tuesday, right?

And then Declan says

that he was in the
Northern Peninsula.

And Wayne says that
he was in witless Bay.

Do we have
any suspect

who was near the
scene of the crime

when our victim
was killed?

Well, a
local fisher claims

he saw the
Rusty Runner

leave Foxtrap Harbour
Friday night.

The day

of Gary's last run.

Uh-huh.

And another fisherman
says he saw

that the boat
never came back

and hasn't been
seen since.

So the boat left the
harbour six days ago.

But Gary was killed
two days ago.

Where was he
in between?

Somewhere else
on the boat?

Yeah, I feel like I'm
channelling Sarah here.

There's something off

about this case.

But I can't put
my finger on it.

Okay, let's start by
taking a closer look

at the last day that
Gary was seen alive.

Okay, so we know
that Gary and Declan

went out onto
the water

and then came back
and went to the pub.

Yeah, what about
in between?

Between work
and a pint?

Fishers stop on the way
home to sell their catch

at a fish plant.

Can you call his sister
to see where that might be?

Yeah, yeah.

Something is definitely off.

At Sunnyside-

we buy directly
from the fishers-

fresh off our wharf.

Process it inside and
sell it wholesale.

It's quite the operation.

And I'm in charge of
keeping it running smoothly.

So, what does
this have to do

with a man found dead
in Foxtrap Harbour?

So, Gary Francis-

Now his sister believes he
sold you a load of fish here

last Friday,
the last day

that he was
seen alive.

Can't say I
recognize him.

Really?

Even though he sold
fish right here?

I'm rarely
on the dock.

Chained to my desk.

But I can check our
records for you.

Perfect- what
about these two?

Declan- he worked
with Gary.

And Wayne had
in the past.

Wayne, I know.

He works here at
the plant on and off.

Last time would
have been, uh-

about a week ago.

Okay, can you send
me the exact date?

Of course.

Uh-

Tanya, my partner seems
to be alerting to that bin.

Uh, may I?

Go ahead.

Is that salt?

Yes.

We go through thousands
of pounds a year.

Use it

for everything from
de-icing the wharf

to seasoning a
can of salmon.

What about surveillance footage?

Can you send
that over to me?

Absolutely!

Amazing.

Once I check
with the owners.

I'm just the manager.

Wouldn't want to lose
my job in this economy.

Of course.

Do your thing.

Donovan, what
have you got?

Well, I've got good
news and bad news.

The lab confirmed that
the blood in Wayne's truck

was, in fact,
fish blood.

So I had to
cut him loose.

Okay, and the
good news?

The Coast Guard found
the Rusty Runner adrift

about 30 miles offshore.

They're towing it back to
Foxtrap Harbour as we speak.

We're on our way.

Coming aboard.

Hey!

We're just getting
started here.

No evidence of
a struggle.

But after being
adrift at sea-

any blood on the deck would
likely have been washed away.

So we can't rule out
the Rusty Runner

as the place
where Gary

may have been killed.

Oh.

Here.

Oh, what is this?

Salt-

from Sunnyside Fishplant.

Okay, well, I'll
see if it's a match

to the crystal found
on the victim.

But that won't prove
the salt was from there.

I mean,
common salt is-

common.

Where's Jesse?

Checking the hold.

That's been stewing
at sea for days and-

That's a fun job.

Okay, guys.

I just want
you to know-

that the hull is
clear of fish.

But it's teeming
with stench.

I'll head back down-

holding my nose
this time.

Oh, that's disgusting.

Oh, it stinks.

Smells like a foot!

Rex seems

interested in
something over here.

Oh, yeah.

So the fibres we found
in Gary's head wound

turn out to
be wood-

deeply suffused with various

aquatic flora and fauna.

Okay, so a buoy could have
been the murder weapon.

The triangular shape
fits the wound pattern.

But look, he's not
alerting to anything.

I think I
know why.

You see that
last tie?

No last buoy.

Likely-

floating out at sea,
never to be found.

So maybe Gary was
killed on his own vessel.

But then-

how did he end up
in the harbour

when the boat was
30 miles out to sea?

Let's, uh-

Let's check the bridge.

Okay.

Come on, Rex.

You okay down
there, Jesse?

Nope!

Throttle's engaged.

Boat's still in gear.

Okay, so the boat
was in motion.

Until it ran
out of fuel.

So-

what happened to
the person driving it?

Well, maybe someone
pointed it out to sea

and just
let her go.

Didn't care if the boat
just sank out there?

Or maybe
wanted her to.

The evidence at the
bottom of the ocean

is usually no
evidence at all.

What is it, Rex?

What's written on it?

Looks like dates
and numbers.

Gary told people that he thought
someone was messing with him.

Could he have been
tracking something?

See what Jesse
makes of these.

Okay.

Okay, I'm going to
go back to the pub

and see how
Bryanna reacts

to the return of
the Rusty Runner.

Seems the old girl

was carrying a lot of
other people's baggage.

I'm
just so glad

the Rusty Runner's
back safe and sound.

Here you go, folks.

On the house.

Oh, Chuck.

You didn't have
to do that.

No, it's fine, you
both deserve it.

Just give me a shout
if you need anything else.

I was, uh-

I was kind of surprised that
you wanted to meet here-

considering-

It's a tight community.

We're all intertwined.

Yeah.

I've known Chuck forever.

He used to fish with
my dad back in the day.

On the Rusty Runner?

Before Gary got
old enough to help

and took over
for him.

That's when Chuck
bought this place.

Between you and me-

I don't think
he's happy here.

Well, my grandfather was
never happy ashore, either.

Mmm.

Eyes always on
the horizon.

What about

you?

Um- any regrets?

What do you mean?

Wayne said
there's a history

between you two
and the boat.

That you were

upset when your
father left it to Gary.

At the time.

But we worked
it out.

Oh.

How's that?

Gary gave me
part ownership-

for good or ill.

But there's a
downside to that?

Profits aren't big.

But responsibilities are.

Is there something you're
not telling me, Bryanna?

What did Wayne
say to you earlier

that upset you?

Wayne doesn't know
what he's talking about.

But it was
about Gary?

We've got evidence

of the Rusty Runner
leaving harbour unregistered

in the middle
of the night

As part owner-

What do you
know about that?

Gary would never do
anything outside the law-

if that's what
you're implying.

It wasn't.

But you think
he could have?

I'm starting to think
I need a lawyer.

On second thought-

I think I'll bring
you a cheque.

I had a look at those numbers
that Sarah sent me last night.

Now, the first column-
they're dates.

But the second-

they seem to be a
log of engine hours.

Engine hours?

That's a boat's equivalent
to the odometer in a car.

Oh, your grandfather
taught you well.

It seems that Gary was
tracking a discrepancy.

Now the boat-

it had more clicks
than it should have

on those specific days.

It could be that wasn't the
first time the Rusty Runner

left the harbour in the
night, undocumented.

Bryanna sure clammed up

at the mention of
midnight runs.

Still more questions
than answers.

Something's got
to break soon.

Yeah.

Oh, I knew
it looked off.

Wow.

Someone was in early.

Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

Insomnia?

Alibis.

Everybody's got one.

Yeah, I think
that's the problem.

All our suspects

have motive, but
no opportunity.

Some were in Witless
Bay, Gander-

and the Northern Peninsula
at the time of Gary's death.

There's something
off about this case.

Mmm.

I think
I figured it out.

The answer to everything.

Ruptured membranes.

Excuse me?

Even I don't
get that.

It means that Gary
didn't die on Tuesday

like we thought.

He died much earlier.

Maybe even as early
as the previous Friday.

How is that possible?

Because Gary's
body was frozen.

Frozen?

Specifically, flash frozen.

I'm still trying
to wrap my head around it.

Gary was frozen?

How could they miss
that on the autopsy?

Well, flash freezing-

the process of solidifying
something almost instantly-

is designed to limit
cellular damage-

right-?

so that fish,
or any food's

texture and appearance
remain very close

to fresh when thawed.

The same held true
for Gary's remains.

He looked fresher
than he was.

Right- which led you

and the coroner to conclude that
his time of death was Tuesday.

And Tuesday was actually
the time of defrost.

Exactly.

Gary most likely
died days earlier-

probably soon after he
was last seen alive.

Last Friday.

The night his boat was
secreted out of the harbour.

Any chance the
Sunnyside Fishplant

has one of these
flash freezing facilities?

Even better.

It looks like they have
a process that lowers

the freezing solution
far below zero.

With the addition
of salt.

Just like the piece Rex found
lodged in Gary's ear-

covered in fish oil.

Right.

Okay.

Contact the owners
of Sunnyside.

Let's bring Tanya
in for questioning.

Yeah, let's see what else
we can dig up on her.

She claimed that she
didn't recognize Gary.

But he'd sold
there for years.

I'll send a forensics team
to their freezing facility.

Ooh, but-

the inside of a
fish plant is kept

as sterile as
an operating room.

Sorry-

Rex.

No dogs allowed.

I know.

Okay!

So it looks like
the flash freezing

melted away
all the alibis.

Get down to
the pub, Jesse.

See what you
can find out.

Okay.

And start with Wayne.

So now you want to know
where I was last Friday?

Yeah, the
case is evolving.

Where were you
the last time

you saw Gary
leave the pub?

Uh-

I went home,
I slept, I-

worked a shift at
Sunnyside the next day.

Other than that,
I was here.

The usual.

Okay, well,
Sunnyside is seeming

more and more connected
to the crime now-

Wayne.

And you had
access to it.

And you had an
argument with Gary

and another one
with his sister.

I mean, I know you say
it's ancient history, but-

from what I'm hearing-

these emotions
seem pretty raw.

I said something I
shouldn't have said.

That's all.

And what was that?

Look, Wayne.

A guy you've known
your whole life

has been cut
down in his prime.

Do we really need to
bring you in again?

One night a couple
of weeks ago-

I saw the Rusty Runner heading
out in the middle of the night.

And I know that Gary was
having some problems.

Mmm.

Okay, you thought he
was up to something.

Cod quotas are strict.

Every trip has limits.

Inspectors- they log everything.

But if a boat slips
out in the dark

has a buyer who
doesn't ask questions-

You do the math.

Mmm.

So you think
he was poaching

and you confronted
him on it.

He wouldn't give me
a straight answer-

told me I was
talking garbage.

And what did
you say to that?

I reminded him

what happens to
fishers in this town

who take what they're
not supposed to take.

He almost ripped
my head off.

I wouldn't have said
anything normally.

But I was just trying
to look out for Bryanna.

Yeah.

And how's that?

The Department of Fisheries
can fine you for poaching-

put you in jail
and take your boat.

And that boat is
partly Bryanna's.

Even now-

if they prove that the
Rusty Runner was involved-

Bryanna loses everything.

Okay.

Is that why she was
so angry with you?

I told her what I thought was
going on with her brother.

The thing is-

how can I be so sure
that it wasn't you

taking that boat out

and covering your tracks
by blaming a dead man?

Because I would
take my own life

before I harm Bryanna.

How come you
never mentioned

you work part-time
with Sunnyside?

I work part-time
everywhere.

Doesn't everybody?

Money's tight all over.

The owners
have instructed me

to do whatever
I can

to assist in your
investigation.

But the idea that someone
was frozen at our plant

is preposterous!

But you don't deny that Gary
Francis and the Rusty Runner

were at Sunnyside the last
day that he was seen alive?

In fact, I can
confirm it!

Our records show that
Gary sold Sunnyside fish

on many occasions.

What about the surveillance
footage I requested

over 24 hours ago?

Delivered as we speak.

But I-

have the pertinent footage

right here.

Gary-

and his boat-

in one piece-

sailing off for
Foxtrap Harbour.

But you have a flash
freezing facility

that uses the
saltwater method.

And your forensic team
is there right now.

Mmm.

But I have
no doubt

they will find nothing linking
your unfortunate victim

or his remains

to the inside of
our facilities.

Well, perhaps you can
answer this question.

Um, does the plant
operate at night?

No, not for years.

We've been down
to one day shifts

since the cod stocks
collapsed in the 90s.

So if somebody wanted
to sneak in after hours-

there'd be no one
to interfere.

Assuming that person had-

access, of course.

What are you implying?

We looked into your
financial situation-

Tanya.

You had a six figure
debt six months ago-

spread across half a dozen
online gambling sites.

And now it's gone.

Can you explain that?

If you're implying

that I'm involved in some
sort of illegal activity-

then I'm afraid this
interview is done.

I think I'll let the
company's lawyers

assist you from
here on out.

It's okay, Rex.

She's free to go.

So Wayne claims

he saw the Rusty Runner
going out at midnight-

thought that Gary
was poaching.

Yeah, and then
he told Bryanna.

And she flew off
the handle at him.

She got pretty
defensive with me, too.

Said that Gary would
never do anything illegal.

Yeah, but
could it be

that he was selling Tanya
an illegal catch

under the table,
after hours

and then somehow
something went wrong.

But what if
it wasn't him?

I mean, Gary was
tracking a discrepancy

in his engine hours.

Maybe he caught on to
the fact that someone

was using his boat
without his knowledge.

Heading out at midnight
to poach fish.

Okay, okay.

Okay.

But look, I mean-

could Tanya really pay
off her gambling debts

by selling black
market cod?

Actually, I think
it's more than that.

I want to show
you something.

Okay, what's-

What's with all
these trays?

Well, it was bothering
me that Rex was somehow

able to smell the microchip
buried inside the codfish

you got from Declan.

What's up
with your dog?

I mean, don't
get me wrong-

Rex is amazing, but-

to pick out a trace that faint
over the smell of fish?

Yeah, it surprised
me too.

Yeah.

So I thought I'd try
it out for myself.

Rex.

Come here.

Check.

That's an alert.

Okay.

So this-

is a microchip-

just by itself.

So he can
detect it.

Now-

Rex.

Check.

Codfish from
the grocery store.

He didn't alert-

with a chip
inside it.

He couldn't even
smell it at all.

Okay, so why was he alerting
to the cod found at Declan's?

This is my point.

Just wait.

Rex.

Track.

And this time,
he alerts.

This is the cod, Mark,
you got from Declan.

Complete with

the original microchip inside.

So if he couldn't smell
the chip through the fish-

why is he
alerting now?

Exactly.

A mystery until

I swabbed the
surface of the cod-

and found trace
amounts of fentanyl.

Fentanyl on a fish?

Yeah, it's not
so crazy, actually.

It's a decent way
to hide drugs

from the inspectors.

So the Rusty Runner

wasn't bringing in
illegal fish at night.

It was bringing
in illegal drugs.

Why not both?

I just heard back

from the Department of
Fisheries this morning.

This cod was
taken from

a closed area just 30 miles
offshore of St. John's.

Not the North Peninsula,
like Declan said.

Okay.

All roads seem
to lead to Declan.

Bring him in.

You got it.

Rex.

Hey, Declan!

Declan, stop!

SJPD!

Caught in your
own net.

Seems fitting.

So Declan ran?

And climbed-

and almost
slipped the net.

So maybe he knew

that we found the
traces of fentanyl

on the confiscated codfish.

Or heard his manufactured
alibi had taken on water.

That trip to the
Northern Peninsula

looks pretty convenient.

Yeah, but the
bottom line is

he lied about where
he found that cod.

He wanted to
buy Gary's boat.

Maybe using it to poach
was a way to raise the cash.

Well, who else knows their
way around the Rusty Runner

better than him?

But how does the
fentanyl play into this?

Yeah, not to mention
murder and flash freezing.

Wayne said that you
couldn't take much

of whatever Declan
says at face value.

Yeah, well looks like
you better start fishing

for the truth.

Not you, too.

I know I
shouldn't have run.

But I heard
you yelling-

Police!

And people at the pub
were talking about

how Gary may
be poaching.

We know you
were poaching.

I never in
my life!

We've gone way
beyond that.

The fish that my K9
alerted to at your place

has tested positive
for drugs.

What?

Gary suspected that someone

was sneaking the Rusty
Runner out at night.

Did he figure out
that it was you?

Did he hide in the hull
to catch you red-handed?

No, no, you've got
this all wrong.

Did he surprise you when you
were offloading at Sunnyside-

where you killed him with a
buoy rather than face charges-

then froze him and
got yourself an alibi?

This is insane.

I've got no idea how you
found drugs on that fish.

I just bought
it cheap is all.

I didn't ask questions.

Bought it cheap?

From who?

Chuck sells it
under the table.

I don't know
where he gets it.

Here you go, folks.

On the house.

Chuck, you didn't

have to do that.

No, it's fine.

You both deserve it.

Just give me a shout
if you need anything else.

But he's got the cheapest
fish and chips in town.

Okay.

So I asked the
Department of Fisheries

to track the microchip
found in the cod

after it left
the water.

They thought it was a
pretty weird request.

I bet.

What did they say?

They sent me this.

Okay, so the cod-

confiscated from Declan,
covered in fentanyl-

was caught offshore illegally-

then transferred to
the Sunnyside Fishplant-

then on to the
Fog and Fleet.

So Chuck took the Rusty
Runner on drug runs?

Yeah, and picked up a
load of cod on the way

to freeze
along with it.

Bryanna mentioned that he'd
worked the boat with her dad

and hated
working the bar.

So he found
a way out.

But he'd need someone
with access to the fishplant.

Send uniforms for Tanya.

And let's bring this
Chuck character in.

You got it.

Rex.

Back again?

Got new ways
to smear

my late brother?

I'm looking for Chuck.

He's not here.

Had to go back
to the hospital.

Did me the favour of
throwing me a few shifts.

Back to the hospital?

Yeah, he was there
about a week ago.

Around when Gary
went missing?

Well, I bet they didn't
find anything wrong.

Though it makes
for a great alibi.

What did Chuck
need an alibi for?

To freeze a body and
shift the time of death.

They froze my brother?

What is it?

Is this Chuck's truck?

Yeah.

He uses it when
he buys fish.

What's going on?

What's he found?

If I'm right-

the reason your
brother was killed.

Thanks.

The hospital confirms

they admitted Chuck
three days ago.

He was claiming
chest pains.

His manufactured alibi while
he shifted Gary's time of death.

Yeah, well, he's
not there now.

Okay, uniforms at Sunnyside.

Tanya disappeared mid-shift.

But the office confirmed

that Chuck's bought
fish from her for years.

And-

there's also this.

Surveillance footage

from Sunnyside Wharf,
against the dates

from Gary's engine
hours list.

Nothing.

I'll check the
time stamp.

Hours have been deleted.

Yeah.

To hide the Rusty Runner's
unloading, presumably.

On every one

of those same nights.

But look at this.

They missed one frame

from over a
month ago.

Tanya and Chuck
headed for his truck

full of frozen fish
and drugs, no doubt.

And following the
pattern of the dates that Gary

had written down-

next drug run's tonight.

They'll be
expecting someone

in the Rusty Runner to come
rendezvous with them offshore.

Now, if only we could get the
lab results on Chuck's truck

it would be
a full circle.

Fish oil-

seawater and fentanyl.

Okay.

Let's get a BOLO
on Tanya and Chuck.

Okay, I'll get the ferries
and airports covered.

Do that.

But there's another surefire
way off this island.

My money is on

Chuck heading to
the Rusty Runner.

Let's go, Rex.

There's Chuck,
headed for the boat.

Rex, hold on!

Wait for me!

Chuck, stay
where you are!

Halt!

Police!

Rex!

Rusty Runner.

This is the SJPD.

Return to the wharf.

Coast Guard has
been notified.

You have
nowhere to go.

Repeat- nowhere to go.

K9 officer on
board, Chuck.

Be smart about this.

Hey!

Hey!

Get off!

Get off me!

Okay okay!

Coast Guard:
This is the Coast Guard.

The Rusty Runner
has throttled down.

Good job, partner.

Now hold him until

uniforms can
get on the boat.

All right!

Next time,
wait for me.

Okay?

I notified the
Coast Guard.

Gave the exact location
the illegal cod

was harvested from.

So they'll
be able to

find the drug suppliers.

Nothing to say
for yourself?

It was really Chuck?

Yeah.

I can't
believe it!

Lucky I didn't get word
of it before you did.

Safer where he's going.

Yeah, we should be able to
release the Rusty Runner

back to you later
this week, I guess.

This boat meant
everything to Gary and my dad.

My brother died
defending it.

I'm here to
work it for you, anytime.

It's your call.

I'd like that.

I think Gary
would, too.

Hey.

So we picked up
Tanya 20 minutes ago.

It was called in by
a car rental company.

And she confessed
to using the fish plant

to offload the
Rusty Runner

and transfer cargo
to Chuck's truck.

Now, Chuck
kept the fish.

And he shipped
the drugs off-island.

And she swears that
Chuck killed Gary, not her.

How did she get mixed
up in all this?

She was contacted
through a gambling site.

Now, they found out
about her debt.

And they promised
to pay it off.

She brought in Chuck

because she knew how
much he wanted to get away

from the Fog
and Fleet.

What about the
fentanyl suppliers?

Well,
Chuck's escape route

led the Coast Guard to exactly
where they were stationed.

And all of those
who were responsible

are now in the custody
of border services.

And Sunnyside
had no knowledge

about the drug
operation happening

at the plant.

So it's business
as usual.

Okay!

Well.

Here we go.

I don't know about you
guys, but I'm starving.

So how about some
fish and chips?

Oh, you know-

suddenly I feel
more like- pizza!

Yeah, me
too, me too.

Yeah, ditto.

Come on, you.