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- Do you think he did it? - He's a Hawley.

You must be from Border Intelligence.

I'm Henry Roland.

Erica Ross. Someone was in the trunk.

The unique power of the river, history.

Violence. Beauty. Drugs, probably.

- There's nothing to this! - I can't.

I'm not a drug dealer.

Selling stolen drugs back to the people you stole them from!

Tommy. Who stabbed you?

Yeah, you're not a fucking doctor, Pete!

You need to trust me, and I am gonna keep you out of jail.

Just sit down!

Whoa!

Pete!

Shit. Pete!

Fuck!

Shit.

Pete!

Rough night?

- Yeah. - Good morning.

Morning.

How was the rest of the party?

The kids all thought you went after some serial killer,

and it was all they could talk about.

How cool you are.

And I wouldn't have gone if your--

Oh, don't. Don't.

mmm, Julie? Julie?

Mmm, Henry.

You're so tense.

Let's do something about that.

I think if we want muskies, we have to go out by the bridge.

Oh yeah, no, I've heard of those, those bridge muskies.

That's a hot spot, we'll go there.

Gimme a sec, buddy. Hey, Erica.

Dead guy washed up this morning.

Local veterinarian, Peter Waits?

Do you know him?

Pete.

Let me guess. You went to same high school,

same as Wade Thompson.

Two guys from the same school in as many days?

Who's next, class president?

He lives with his daughter, Tuesday.

Tuesday?

Yeah, Tuesday. It's a nickname.

Okay, you break the news to her,

I will head over to the clinic,

see if there's any security cameras.

Someone called in a fight by the river last night,

not too far from where we found him.

Might be a connection.

Okay, I'll speak to her, and uh, thank you.

Hey buddy, um...

Bridge muskies are gonna have to wait.

Hello?

Hello? Police.

Okay, Peter Waits.

No!

That rug is worth more than your life,

don't you dare track dirt through it.

Outside, hose yourself off.

But the water will be freezing.

- Can't I use the shower? - Outside!

It's done.

We put Jay to rest under the cherry tree, like you asked.

Hmmm, Stuart will be gutted.

Make sure they're taken care of.

- Yes, Mum. - What about my package?

This geezer Steve that Jay was supposed to meet,

he's in his apartment, dead as disco.

No sign of the gear.

Fuck!

I found this in Jay's pocket.

Take your shoes off!

I think it's the kid I seen

sprinting away with the young girl.

Well then, what are you doing here?

Burying Jay, like you asked.

Miles King and the mystery girl,

go and find them, Gaz!

Take your fucking shoes!

Twat.

Miles? Buddy, you okay?

You want like, a ginger ale or something?

- God, I'm fine. Leave me alone. - Yeah, you sure?

We killed a guy, Ruby. I'm not okay.

Well, I've been doing some online research,

and it looks like each one of these bricks is about a kilo.

So how much do we have?

Um, well the UN has this like,

street value cocaine calculator,

I guess to keep people informed, or whatever.

Okay.

We got like, 20 bricks.

And each of the bricks should go for between 20 and 60k,

depending on quality, so ballpark...

We got like a million bucks in coke.

Hang in there, buddy.

Who is that?

Relax. Probably my dad just forgot his keys.

Put the drugs in the bath, okay?

Henry.

- Hey. - What is it?

I'm really sorry.

Your dad.

What?

No.

I-I-I don't know what I'm supposed to do.

I didn't say good...

we weren't talking. We--

You don't have to do anything.

Alright? We'll take care of the funeral, you just breathe.

You don't have to do anything.

What was he doing on the river?

He never left this place.

I know.

Who's that?

Uh, that's my colleague.

Just, it's fine.

Hey, she wants to ask you a few questions

about where your dad was last night.

- I-I-I wasn't here. - It's fine.

She's gonna ask you a few questions,

and I will sit right there.

Okay? - Okay.

Easy peasy.

Miles. Did you hide the drugs?

Yeah, yeah.

Okay. Ruby, Miles, this is Agent Ross.

She's from Border Intelligence,

and she's going to ask a few questions.

Grab a seat.

Hi, Ruby.

Sorry about your dad.

You holding up okay?

No.

We found something at your dad's clinic

that left us um, a little confused.

Okay.

Did your dad keep odd hours?

Maybe going to the clinic when it was supposed to be closed,

or bringing things home that should have been in lockup?

What, like, like drugs?

No, no, no he, he wasn't on drugs, he just drank.

Um...

we feel like we have identified a connection

between him and someone

who might have been involved in criminal activity.

Do you know the name Wade Thompson?

We weren't close. I don't know.

Did your dad have any enemies?

He killed a shih-tzu once.

Old Mrs. Cruickshank's.

It just um, didn't really wake up after an operation.

But someone kept egging the house at night,

and then we found out it was, well...

Old Mrs. Cruickshank.

My dad's only enemy was bourbon.

You remember back to when you became distant,

do you, do you remember a turning point maybe,

or a sudden change in behaviour?

Like heading straight to the liquor store

after dropping my mom off at K Mill?

I was thinking of something more recently.

We weren't close recently.

What do you really want to ask me?

I think your dad um,

operated on someone in his clinic,

not an animal, but a person.

And if that's the case,

if you have any information

about who he might have been hanging out with,

why he would be on the river in the middle of the night,

anything would be helpful.

You want me to help you?

My-my-my dad just died!

I know.

Fuck! Fuck, he's dead.

He's dead, and you're here

making me feel like he did something to deserve it?

- I'm not saying that. - Not anymore.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Hey.

We're done here, let's go.

I was, I was--

We're done.

Henry!

Someone was in the clinic when I went by.

There were security cameras, but they were wiped, and...

I found this.

- It's a baseball card. - Covered in blood.

Not really a dog chew toy, now is it?

Is that you?

Yup, yup, a long time ago. That's me.

And Wade Thompson, and Pete?

Yup.

I know it's a small town,

but Pete and Wade in the same photo

is more than a coincidence.

I wanted to talk to the Thompsons myself.

Good.

Okay.

Shit.

Miles?

Hey, shh, shh.

Ruby is very important to me.

You take care of her, do you understand?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

How you doing?

Coulda left me the Wi-Fi password, Hank.

Yeah, so we need to talk.

The whole truth and nothing but?

You're not gonna cut the crust for me?

Okay, so the um,

the story that you're telling me here,

stop me if I fuck it up.

Uh, you're working as a bag man

uh, doing jobs for Wade,

running shit across the river.

You get a shipment of drugs.

You stop at a card game.

Mm-hmm.

Somebody follows you out,

they find your shit, they take it.

Why? Why, why, why?

I don't know, ask 'em when you find them.

Were you stacking the deck?

Were you pissing people off?

Nah, I don't need to stack the deck man, at this table.

It was a weak table, your five year old could wash them.

My five year old just turned eight.

- No shit. Adam? - Yeah.

Did you get him in a ring yet?

Yeah, I mean, he's, I mean he's showing interest um,

he does eat his crusts.

Look, you've been gone a long time, Tommy.

This is not a catch up, alright?

Who do you think it was who knocked you out?

I don't know, there was this annoying motherfucker

at the table, I guess he was an actor

with the Floating Players.

- Name, do you have a name? - Steve something.

Do we think that Steve has the drugs?

If anyone does.

Alright, I'll look into him.

And what am I supposed to do until then?

These people want you dead.

So the only way out is gonna be through official channels.

You need to get your story straight,

and then you get ready to repeat said story at the station.

Like hell I will! Nah, I'm not a rat!

Tommy, if you don't play ball,

we're both going down.

All things considered,

thanks, Hank.

I appreciate it, and uh,

you can tell Pete the same thing.

Yeah.

It was good to see you again, too.

So, you're saying you don't think

that he was alone on the water?

One cottager woke up hearing something violent

out in the water, thought he saw someone fall in.

He wasn't sure if it was a person or not.

But he said it was at least two people yelling on that boat.

That's not a lot to go on, Charlie.

You know, if Pete was involved in something,

there's only a few people on this river that I can think of

who could've dragged him into something like that.

Did Ross tell you what she found at the clinic?

Baseball card.

Yeah, a Jackie Robinson baseball card.

That's right.

Any guesses as to whose prints forensics is gonna dig up

off that card?

There's something you want to ask me, Charlie?

Where the fuck is Tommy Hawley?

These drugs are worth a million dollars,

someone's gotta be missing them, someone who'd probably put

a couple of tires around our necks and set them on fire!

- How much money do you have? - Uh, not much. You?

Same.

If they find us, they'll kill us.

Ahh, it's been a while since I thought this,

but God, I wish Steve was here.

What would he do?

What would Steve do?

W-W-S-D.

He'd sell it, right?

I mean, it's currency,

it's worth something, like a lot of something.

So let's make some money, right?

And then get the fuck out of here.

Hey, Steve?

Oh, Jesus.

Shit.

Oh, hey!

I just got off the phone with Wade Thompson's family.

- Ahh. - Not much fond of cops.

No, could've saved you the trouble.

Well, thing is Henry said he went by there,

but the Thompsons say they haven't seen him in years.

Not since he and Wade were in the boxing club.

You keeping tabs on all of us, or just my son-in-law?

When I see a cop acting cagey,

disappearing, and two people he knows personally

wind up dead in a 24 hour period,

yeah, I keep tabs.

Ooh, forensics just came back, got a hit on the baseball card.

Good.

What are you doing? Do you always do that?

No, well, this girl Stacey used to,

she's always hated me, but she's got a mean coke habit,

so I thought, maybe we might bond

over channeling Marilyn Monroe.

You got the sample?

Uh, yes.

Ruby Waits?

Stacey? Hi! Been a minute.

Got like, dirt or something on your face.

I'd just like to go--

Well, look what the cat dragged in.

- Wanna catch me up? - Yeah, please.

A partial fingerprint came back from the baseball card.

Tommy Hawley, repeat offender.

Another one of your old friends from the boxing days?

Yeah, which is, I mean. We were kids.

Well, I looked into him.

Most of his files are blacked out.

I mean, that's not surprising,

he started getting in trouble when he was a minor, right?

It's thorough,

like someone wanted to keep this kid out of the system.

Where, where are we going with this, Erica?

I think it's odd that you didn't think of him yourself.

You know, Henry and I,

we both know the Hawleys well.

And the whole town does, and Tommy Hawley,

he's in and out of prison most of his adult life.

The long and short of it is, if Tommy was back in town,

getting a foothold in the action, we'd hear about it.

Wouldn't we, Henry? - Yeah I know about this stuff.

I got an instinct for these guys, I grew up with them.

Or you might be biased,

or you might be letting old loyalties

keep you from doing your job.

Well, if you know where Tommy's at--

Yeah, no, I'd say. I would say.

So, it's nice to know where I stand, Erica, um--

There are a lot of coincidences, Henry--

- And it's a small fucking town! - Whoa!

Jesus Christ!

He knows something.

He'll fill us in when he can.

Oh, well!

Until then,

I'm gonna keep doing my job.

Mmm.

Holy shit, it's like really good.

Where'd you get it?

There's been a total coke drought in the islands.

From a friend, doesn't matter. Wanna buy it?

Yeah, for sure. How much?

Uh, 150.

Okay.

Coke this good's worth a lot more than that, but okay.

What?

You make all that here?

No. I dance down at Island Peaks.

Why? That a problem?

Why would that be a problem?

You're the drug dealers. Don't judge me.

So you're still with that actor?

Not really.

Hmm. Too bad.

He was cute in like a brain-dead,

puppy dog kind of way.

You know he tried to fuck me, right?

Okay, well we've got more

if you want, looks like you've got money, so.

Oh no, no, no. I can't stop myself when it's around,

and everything in moderation, right?

I just suck it all back.

Okay, Stacey. Well, nice to see you.

- Owen might, though. - Owen?

The owner. Loves the stuff.

He's not in, but I can give him a call--

No, I-I-I think we just,

let's just keep it between friends, okay?

Friends, that's hilarious!

I'll just call Owen, and he'll buy, like, all of it.

What do you think?

I don't know, see how the vibes are?

If it's off, we won't.

Okay.

Oh, hey man. Shop close in 10, okay?

Why don't you close early?

What?

I'd like to have a quick chat with your colleague, Miles.

Miles? Uh, is he okay? He didn't show up today.

Did he not? Do you know where he is?

No. No, and you are, again?

A good mate.

Now, you need to think really, really hard,

and rack your brain.

Now where might I find young Miles?

- I think maybe you should go. - Wrong answer.

Tommy, Pete's dead.

Station and Border Patrol are onto you,

your fingerprints just showed up in two separate crime scenes

and they know, they know that I'm involved in this.

What do you mean Pete's dead?

I mean, he was shitfaced and he fell off

the back of the boat after we patched you up.

Hoo, fuck.

River was always gonna get him eventually.

Not the only dead guy.

Steve.

Murdered?

Probably an OD,

but drugs weren't with him, and his place was trashed.

So whoever got there before me probably has them,

probably the same people

that stuck you with a fucking knife, Tommy!

Look at me. You gotta come in.

Come on with that, Hank!

Take these people down, I will make sure that you walk.

Yeah, and then what does that make me?

Where you gonna put me?

Up in Saskatoon, with a job at the Home Depot?

What about Liv?

Liv comes with you.

Did she say that to you, or are you saying that for her?

This plan gets that done, Tommy!

But I need something concrete,

and you fucking know that Steve is in it!

Okay, maybe.

Maybe, Sarkis.

Who's that?

Sarkis Massarian, he's a border guard.

Okay, I mainly cross the border by water,

but sometimes they need me on land, so I gotta use the bridge.

And if anybody's gonna turn, it's that tweaky little bitch.

Fuck.

Is that it?

Currently, let's get this clear,

you've got ten little fingernails, am I right?

I swear!

Oh bollocks! Just a sec, mate.

Hello?

Mmm? Yeah.

They're down there, alright.

It's your lucky day, son.

Your manicure'll have to wait.

Now let's get this clear.

No one's gonna know about this little chat,

or else there could be dire consequences for you.

Understand?

I said, do you understand?

- Yes! Yes. - Cor, good boy.

We have been here forever.

Is this starting to feel a little familiar?

Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.

You never heard it's rude to whisper?

Sorry, we just have places to be. So.

You're so nervous! Oh my God.

Just relax, Owen's like a minute away.

This is totally how I remember you, so, like, jittery.

People never change, huh?

Guess not.

Okay, he said you guys should come to the back,

he's got your fire.

Come on, follow!

I don't like this.

Then let's go!

He sounds excited.

Guess he's really horny for new suppliers.

Yeah, it's okay, I think I'm actually just gonna

hold on to it for now, but we'll totally give you a call

if we wanna move more.

Ruby, he like really wants to talk to you.

Yeah, well maybe another time.

What are you doing? Let go! - He needs to talk.

Ruby, oh my God! Fuck!

When Massarian asks if you got something to declare,

you say fireworks.

He perks up, and you say

that I've got a Roman candle, just one.

That's the bribe, alright?

You give him the Roman candle that you've stuffed with cash,

and he goes home happy with no more questions

about what else you got in the trunk.

What are you up to?

Just remember when you get there,

Massarian only ever works the third lane. Okay?

Evening.

Passport?

Uh, yup. Here you go.

Anything to declare?

Yeah, fireworks.

Fireworks? Okay. What kind?

Roman candle.

Hey, wasn't expecting crossing tonight.

What, are you new to this? - Yeah, just started.

Oh. Music to my ears man, music to my ears!

Alright, good sign off, you know,

I already told the boss I was feeling a little light-headed!

Alright, Mr. New Guy!

- Yeah. - Welcome back to Canada.

What if we turned ourselves in?

We went over that, we'll go to jail.

Yeah, but that cop, he seems like a good guy, I don't know.

I've never been in a situation like this.

You think I have?

We killed a guy, Miles.

It was self-defence, though!

Self-defense, during a drug deal.

Kind of hits different, don't you think?

Okay, we got 150 from Stacey,

uh, it's enough to take us on the road, right?

It's maybe enough for a night at a motel.

We need more.

That Owen guy was definitely bad news.

I think whoever's after the drugs put the word out, you

know, to like, call it in if someone tries

to sell at any of the bars around here.

Yeah well, how far do you think they'll be looking?

I mean, we could try the next town or two, or Kingston, or--

We took too much.

I don't think it's safe to sell it anywhere.

Do banks give loans to drug dealers?

A loan's not a bad idea.

I know someone who can maybe swing that.

My-my-my boss, I guess,

co-owner technically but, he owes me.

It wouldn't be much, but maybe he could help us out.

Walt! Jesus man, what happened?

Are you okay?

What's going on? What are you into?

I'm calling the cops.

No, no. Hey, hey, hey.

What are you doing?

You can't.

Listen, I need money.

What?

These people are bad, just a couple grand,

I just need to get out of town.

I know you have it in the safe.

He wanted my damn fingernails, Miles!

This was my Dad's business too,

and I haven't come for any of it

because I assumed we were partners.

Well, you assume wrong!

Wait, what are you doing? What are you doing?

I know how much these, I know, I know how much these are worth,

I'll only take what's fair. Walt, please!

I need money.

I'm so sorry.

Hey, it's Julie, leave a message.

Hey, I'm, I'm busy with work,

so don't stay up, alright?

Love you.

If Sarkis did a run, he'll have a hockey bag.

It's always a hockey bag.

You catch him with that, he'll be easy to turn.

Sarkis!

Whoa! Who are you?

What's in the bag?

Hey, you're the new fireworks guy!

What'd you do, follow me?

Yeah, we need to talk. Tommy Hawley sent me.

Tommy Hawley? I thought he was dead.

Ehhh, No. he's not.

Who are you, exactly?

Hmm.

I'm gonna get my badge.

- Your what? - My badge, dickhead. Alright?

But I just wanna talk.

- Can I just get a hit? - No, no. That's, that's done.

Well come on, I just need a goddamn--

Hey, hey that's enough!

Oh shit!

Ah fuck!

Fuck.

This wouldn't have happened

if you didn't silo your entire investigation.

We're supposed to be working together!

No, it wouldn't have happened if you didn't follow me.

This was surveillance.

Then why would you approach the suspect?

I think what's important is how we approach

the next few steps.

A man is dead, Henry.

An officer of the law, a border guard, for Christ's sake--

A border guard who took a bribe

and was smuggling cocaine--

And what I'm saying is that we need an informant to come in

so that we can make this all official.

My source just gave up a contact that could have become

our informant, and led us to all the big players

in this operation, but none of that can happen now,

cause you shot him in the chest!

You got a funny way of saying thank you for saving your life!

I'm not saying thank you, I had it under control!

Enough! Enough, enough.

Ross's superiors are putting her on mandatory leave

until the dust settles on the shooting.

Yeah, and thank you for that!

Henry?

I put my ass on the line here for you,

so you better fucking know what you're doing here, son.

Mm-hmm.

Hey.

How did it go with your guy? Did you get the money?

Uh, it wasn't great. Bad.

They wanted to hurt me, but they found Walt,

and they hurt him and it's all my fault.

I did get something.

This is a first printing, it's about 800,

this is a little more rough, but I think I can get five.

You want to sell comic books?

I can sell them online.

They're rare, they'll go fast, we can ship them from the road.

Hello?

Have you ever heard of the Satin Road,

dark web kind of shit?

You mean, the Silk Road? Yeah, why?

Well, they sell all kinds of shit on there, right?

Drugs, passports, hell I even heard they got hitmen.

- I think that's a myth. - What if it wasn't?

- You wanna hire a hitman? - No, I want to sell drugs.

We'll make it look like we're just selling comics,

but actually we hide the coke inside.

People buy the drugs online, and we ship through the mail.

I don't know, is that stupid?

No, it's fricking genius.

Yeah.

- We're closed. - No, you ain't.

We made it clear not to let 'em leave.

Yeah well, you see my fucking face?

It's my tip maker.

That ain't my problem.

My problem is that you let 'em leave.

And my guvnor has got very high standards, babe.

Wait, wait, wait uh.

I didn't say this before cause I didn't think it mattered,

but I know this bitch.

The girl?

Her name's Ruby. Ruby Waits.

And I'll tell you everything.

Where she lives,

the dudes she chased in high school,

how shit she was in math class, just...

Come on, the hammer's is like a little much!

You what?

A little extra, like a little much.

Oh.

Well, go on then.

Tell me about Ruby Waits.

It's still the go-to late night spot.

It's the only place open late.

Your dad introduced me to this spot.

Yeah. Me too.

Uh, where's Miles?

Working on this like, business idea he's got.

- Oh yeah? - Mm-hmm.

I didn't come to just chat cheeseburgers, though.

- No? - No.

I didn't think so.

We need to have a discussion about your boyfriend, Steve.

Bit of a problem, Mum.

The young girl's being visited by one of the cops.

Which one?

The flash geezer, Roland.

What's he doing there?

I ain't got the foggiest.

But they been there quite a while.

Someone's at the door, I gotta go.

Huh.

Erica!

Hi! Um, sorry to show up like this,

I had a shitty day.

Oh, you don't have to apologize, I invited you.

Want to come in?

I don't want to impose.

Well, I don't want to drink a bottle of wine

I've just opened by myself, so come in.

Tell me about your shitty day.

Steve's not my boyfriend.

- No? - Not anymore.

Oh, okay. So ex-boyfriend, yeah?

When was the last time you guys chatted?

It's been a minute.

Like in the past few days, or--

I don't know. Why?

Um, well he's uh, dead.

I'm sorry.

- I'm not surprised. - Why?

He kept talking about some big score.

Mm-hmm.

Getting weird, using a lot.

He OD'd. Didn't he?

Mm-hmm.

Look, someone had searched his apartment

before I got there, so...

I mean...

can you think of any reason why?

I already told you, I blocked him on everything.

Steve was involved in some serious shit.

Alright, whoever was looking for him,

they might be looking for people who knew him.

So if I found that,

that means someone else saw it, too.

I gotta get this, okay? To be continued.

Yeah, Charlie.

The word's out on the bust today.

The brass thinks we got national news on this,

which means we need to be dead fucking certain

we got all our I's dotted, T's crossed.

Oh yeah, of course.

Of course?

Son, where do you think you stand with Ross right now?

- She's coming right along. - Not without something solid.

What do you suggest?

Stop trying to do this all on your own.

We need to make this official,

so you go wherever Tommy's holed up--

- Why? - No, let me finish.

You bring him in tomorrow morning.

I um, I shouldn't be telling you all of this.

No, these men.

I mean, you followed your instinct

and you saved one of them.

But now, you're gonna sit back,

while he takes credit for your work,