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Previously on Hudson and Rex.

Well, it's five days to Christmas, St. John.

Laura. Took an earlier flight. I wanted to surprise you. Merry Christmas.

I'm not sure quite St. John's can compete with my mother's usual big city

festive season.

But I'm taking her to see that marble sculpture at the cathedral. Oh, the

Madonna. It only comes out at this time of year. And as an art expert, your

mother's going to absolutely love it. I know that man.

He's not supposed to be here.

This guy is a client of yours? I negotiated a plea bargain for him on

laundering charges.

What about the buyer?

Used the name Bob Ladron.

Okay, mystery man.

Laundering millions of dollars of his own money. Who is this Bob?

He's a ghost.

Why choose some random contractor in Halifax? I know how it might look,

leaving Halifax. You have to admit, the timing's a little suspicious.

I need to see in that box.

Please don't tell my family. They don't know anything about this.

Rex, meet Holly.

Holly, me?

Yeah. I just wanted to give Cooper a magical Christmas before I go to prison.

Nobody move!

Take it easy. Easy, Rex. Just give me the ball.

Rex!

All units be on the lookout for a black pickup truck. Make and model unknown.

K -9 officer lasting in an open cargo bed.

Driver is armed and dangerous.

We've got to find Rex and Holly before Christmas.

Matthew survived the shooting, but is still unconscious, and there's no sign

the shooter.

I've called in every available officer, but they may have already left the city.

Yeah, disappeared in the maze of back roads in central Newfoundland. Mark,

going to find him.

Do we have the cell footage that Matthew's wife is recording when her

was shot?

Jesse's pulling it up right now. Right, here's the exact moment that the shooter

enters the Tibbs Eve party.

Nobody move!

You really think this was a targeted hit?

Absolutely. See how he zeroes in on Matthew immediately?

Demands the president in his arms, and then shoots him, even though he's

up no resistance.

I don't think he had any idea what was in that box or cared.

He certainly didn't know it was an innocent puppy.

So do we think this guy just dressed up like the mummer gang to lay the blame

for the shooting on them, not knowing that we had Santa Pants here in custody?

But if that's true, then who sent the hitman to take care of Matthew?

Well, everything points towards the international criminal that Matthew

tricked him into committing a crime, the elusive Bob.

We've only got a picture of the back of his head, so it's time to take a deeper

look at our family man from Halifax.

He may not be as innocent as he looks.

All right.

I'll head back to the inn. I'll collect the electronics and check in with Sarah.

I'll drop by the hospital.

Maybe Matthew's wife knows more than she's saying.

We'll have helicopters in the air at first light looking for the shooter.

We're going to find Rex.

I know he can take care of himself, John.

Worry of the risk that Rex might take if he's in protective mode. I mean, he is

not going to let anything happen to that puppy.

So having the bullet will help track the shooter?

Yeah. Examining the unique striations impressed into the projectile from the

barrel could help determine if the weapon was used in previous crime.

You know, all these years I never worried about you and your work. But now

I see how dangerous it is, I... Mom, you don't need to be concerned. Oh, that's

no longer an option, sweetheart.

But I've never been more proud either.

I think Matthew's laptop could help us track down Rex and the shooter. Poor

little Holly, too.

She's so sorry for Cooper.

Look, I'm sorry your whole inn has turned into a crime scene on Christmas.

So it brought us back together.

I actually have a confession to make.

Yeah? Remember how I sat behind you in medieval history?

Uh -huh.

I prefer the Renaissance era.

I just hoped we'd become friends.

There's no crime in that.

He's still unconscious.

Nothing's changed.

Okay. I need to talk to Matthew's wife, Dawn.

I offered to represent her as a wife of an existing client.

Of course you did.

We can talk out here.

Yeah, sure.

Mark may have to ask you some difficult questions.

But why question me?

Shouldn't you be out there looking for this mummer gang?

We believe your husband may have been targeted, Dawn.

But the crime is only staged to look like the mummer robberies.

You think someone meant to kill Matthew?

Do you know why anyone might want to harm your husband?

Could it have something to do with this man, Bob?

The criminal Matthew claims he only met once.

I would advise you to be forthcoming.

The shooter is still out there.

You need to protect your family.

Matthew is a good man.

He's a good husband and a good father.

But I questioned his reasons for the sudden trip to St. John's.

He might have come here to meet with Bob.

We have reason to believe that he's also in St. John's.

But there were mysterious phone calls beforehand after we got here.

Okay.

I confronted him, but the surprised puppy seemed to explain all that.

What?

The night before last, I woke up in the night and Matthew was gone.

I looked all over the inn, but... He came back about an hour later.

How did he explain his absence?

He said he just went out for a walk to look at the Christmas lights, soaking in

the last of his freedom.

But you didn't believe him?

I know Matthew would never do anything that might harm me and Cooper.

But I think he's in trouble.

And then it's getting worse.

Is my dad gonna wake up soon?

He's gonna give me a puppy for Christmas.

You know about home?

I saw her, but now she's gone.

Hop, we're going to do everything we can to set this right. Okay, Cooper?

Promise? Mm -hmm.

My partner Rex is also on a job.

Is that so?

Well, I've got news for you, Oliver.

He's still alive.

Listen, uh... Look, I'm sorry. I saw that guy go down. Just get to the

rendezvous spot and meet me there. And Oliver, dump whatever you took at the

inn. I don't want anything connected to that botched shooting.

Yeah, will do.

What have we got? We've got helicopters searching for wrecks in the shooter,

setting up a grid, Joe's supervising. I ran the bullet striations through the

system, but no matches in the Canadian database. I'm going international.

Have we tracked Matthew's movements the night that he left the inn?

Through cell phone and CCTV.

I pick him up intermittently. He heads south from the inn, and I lose him in

park.

But then I pick him up again on the other side.

There. But now he's got some kind of crate?

And where's he going with it?

Straight uphill.

To the cathedral?

Where he has a key to the underground vaults.

Why would he be sneaking into the cathedral in the dead of night?

Because he plans to bring something back out.

You mean steal from the church?

It could be, because 15 minutes later, he leaves with the crate.

And if Matthew did steal something, what is it?

Remember how I said I was taking my mom to see the statue they put on display

for Christmas?

Yeah. The Veil of Madonna.

Veil of Madonna.

Veil of Madonna.

Okay, a marble sculpture by Italian artist Giovanni Strassa primarily

the presentation convent. It was transferred to the cathedral for

services. So we think that Bob got Matthew to steal the Madonna and then he

tried to have Matthew killed to cover his tracks.

If we're right, we're a step closer to catching these guys and getting Rex home

for Christmas.

You think Bob got Matthew to steal the Veil Madonna from the cathedral?

Mark's on his way there now to confirm.

If the mayor was enraged by the mummer gang, she's going to be absolutely

nuclear over this one. Wait, so Bob may be a high -end art thief?

Well, makes sense.

He steals the art, sells it, then needs to loan to the proceeds.

Well, we need to get an ID and track this Bob down.

Jesse, send me a list of suspected art thieves who are still at large. I'll get

my mom to reach out to other high -end designers.

You think an interior designer would know an art thief? Well, the art most

likely ends up decorating wealthy mansions. Designers like to talk.

I couldn't track Matthew's return from the cathedral. He took a different

Now, uniforms, they comb the park. I'll get them to search the inn for that lost

crate.

I'm guessing...

He would have told us if there was any sign of Rex out there.

We discovered the door to the vaults unlocked this morning, but didn't

that someone might have stolen the veiled Madonna.

She's been venerated in this parish for generations.

And where in them what exactly are the vaults? Old tunnels that connect various

buildings on the grounds. It's a maze down there.

I understand the statue resides at the convent for the most part. It's here

a few days leading up to Christmas Eve.

Inspector Thief may have been aware of this.

Would anyone outside of the cathedral have access to the vault? There's an

entranceway on the grounds, but the key's been lost for years.

Does the name Matthew Flanagan mean anything to you?

Not that I know of.

There was a Malcolm Flanagan employed here for decades. He was the

groundskeeper. Might have had a grandson named Matt.

I'll be sure to look into that.

The statue is supposed to be under here.

I think you better brace yourself, Father.

Here. I don't understand.

Neither do I.

But I think I know who might be able to help.

You're looking for the wooden crate that Matthew had?

Yeah, yeah. It's a bit bigger than a bread box.

I always found that phrase odd.

Bread box. Well, I mean, it's from a popular 1950s game show.

Sort of like 20 questions. You know, asking, is it bigger than a bread box

of became a running gag. Because bread boxes, they were ubiquitous in kitchens

at the time. And I realize now that I am just rambling so much.

Don't be sorry.

I like your explanation.

You know, I'm sorry all this has ruined your first holiday season in St. John's.

I'm trying not to think about it too much.

But everyone else is going through so much worse.

Yeah, but you're allowed to feel sad, too.

Hey.

I have a question for you.

Yeah?

Would you like to come to my Christmas movie marathon?

Only if you're showing it's a wonderful life.

My favorite.

Really? I am showing that.

Okay. I think an angel just got away.

Okay.

I'm going to go back to work. Yeah. Help find that mystery wooden crate. Oh,

this is yours, actually. Okay.

There. Pop?

Bob, I'm here.

All set.

Everything tying me to the Mummers is accounted for.

I'm on my way to collect the merchandise, and I wouldn't mess up

you.

So, do you have some mugshots you want me to look at?

Respected art scenes.

Oh, mostly surveillance photos.

Well,

I have a very wide circle of friends, Sarah, but I don't think it includes out

-and -out thieves.

Here.

Take your time.

It can be difficult to recognize someone out of context, and some of these shots

are years old. You just have to swipe up.

Huh.

Nobody looks particularly familiar, but dubious characters in high -end art do

tend to go hand -in -hand.

Of course, I'm always very careful when purchasing.

Make sure that there's a clear chain of title.

I remember being a little girl and going to the charity auctions with you at

Christmas, watching you outbid everyone else. It was very exciting.

Oh, I'm glad.

I'm sorry I wasn't home with you more, though.

Don't be.

Having a successful, talented mom was great inspiration.

Well, I wish I could be more help here, but... Wait.

Meet this man.

I think he used to sell high -end art in London decades ago.

Could be he was stealing that art himself.

What was his name?

Robert.

Robert Chisholm.

Last I heard, he moved to Monaco, and that was years ago.

Mark, hey, I think we may have an idea on Bob.

Well, that's great.

Fill me in when you bring the forensics team to the cathedral.

It'd be great if Paige came, too.

I have something I need her to look at.

So Bob really is an international art thief.

Just to get back to me, confirm that Malcolm Flanagan was Matthew's

Presumably showed him a secret way into the cathedral as a boy.

You really think this might be a fake?

Think about it. What better way for Bob to cover his tracks?

Swap out the real statue for a fake so no one notices it's even gone.

Well, that's what I want your mother to determine.

It's right in here, safe and sound.

Well, I've reached a conclusion.

I have no doubt at all.

This is the real Veiled Madonna.

And it's priceless.

This is the fake.

What?

Yeah, no, I picked it up in the park, just like you said. The grain and the

marble. It's not right.

This is the one Matthew was supposed to leave behind at the cathedral. And if I

don't deliver the real one to the buyer on Boxing Day, I'm a dead man.

And so are you.

Are you sure, Mom? Yes, I'm quite certain.

You can't get this kind of Carrara marble anymore.

So what was Matthew doing here in the middle of the night? Singing Christmas

prayers?

Laura.

Mark, Matthew's awake, and he's trying to leave the hospital.

I'm on my way. Come on, Rex.

We'll find him.

Matthew's not going anywhere.

The hospital has no right to keep him.

He can leave against medical advice.

If I have anything to do with it.

Matthew, are you sure this is a good idea?

I'm fine. Don, I just want to get us home to Halifax. Not before you answer a

few questions, Matthew.

About your late night trip to the cathedral.

You know about that?

Um, why don't you two come wait in the other room?

Come on.

Tell me everything, Matthew.

Why you really came to St. John's? Why you went to the cathedral in the middle

of the night in your real relationship to Bob?

I'm sorry, Matthew, but as your attorney, I would advise you to remain

Excuse me? I don't think my client should say anything more until we've had

chance to debrief.

You know we need to find Bob and Rex.

I know, and it kills me to be the one to get in the way of that, but I have a

client and his family to protect.

As a lawyer, I took an oath, Mark.

And as a police officer, I took one, too. Matthew Flanagan, you're under

for breaking and entering. Give me your hands.

It's all right. I'll come willingly.

I have to come clean, Laura, about everything.

But promise you will protect my family, no matter what happens to me.

I'll have an officer take them back to the inn where they'll be safe.

Let's go.

Because of your incompetence?

I have to go and steal the real Madonna and find a way into that cathedral

myself.

What if Matthew talked?

Could be crawling with cops by now.

You better hope he hasn't.

See, that's why I don't let anybody see my face.

And live.

to a briefing, seeing what additional measures we can implement in the search.

Laura's having a debrief with Matthew. Maybe he can give us some idea where to

look. Right.

Not exactly the kind of holiday any of us are planning on, is it?

No, not exactly.

Yeah.

You know, my mother, she had it harder than me growing up.

The struggle was real.

Christmas was rough growing up without anyone or anything.

But she always had hope in her heart, no matter what.

She always brought that with her.

And she didn't wait for it to come.

Don't be afraid to hope, Mark.

Yeah. Thanks, Joe.

Matthew's ready to be interviewed.

Just to be clear about the evidence we have against your client, we have

surveillance footage of Matthew heading into the cathedral at night.

We have cell phone records showing multiple calls to an international

phone. Bob's, perhaps.

And it turns out that your client's grandfather, who he visited as a boy,

groundskeeper at the church.

He would have known the vaults beneath like the back of his hand.

Thank you for being so forthcoming, detective.

Before you begin questioning, my client has a statement to make.

I'm all ears.

I'd just like to say that everything that I told Laura and the judge in

is true.

I only met Bob once, and he tricked me into breaking the law for him.

When did you learn that he was an art thief?

Two weeks ago.

He contacted me out of nowhere and threatened me.

Threatened you how?

He said I had to do a job for him or my family would be in danger once I start

my prison sentence.

What was the job?

To come to St. John's and steal the Veil Madonna and swap it out for a fake.

I'm not sure I understand. We've had an art expert examine the Veiled Madonna at

the cathedral.

It's the real one?

I did everything I was told until the last minute.

I entered the church through the vaults, navigating the way my grandfather

taught me.

But when it came to swapping the statue, I, uh... I just froze.

I mean, what kind of husband and father had I become?

Stealing from a church at Christmas.

And then I realized how perfect the replica looked.

And I decided to return the fake to the drop spot.

You double -crossed an international criminal and then stuck around for a

Eve party? The most suspicious thing I could do was run.

And Bob could have just as easily tracked me down in Halifax.

The replica looked so perfect, I thought he would just sell it and no one would

know the difference.

And at no point did you think you should inform the police instead or your

lawyer?

I was frightened for Don and Cooper.

And I guess you didn't know that the last part of Bob's plan was to silence

forever.

None of us will be safe until he is behind bars.

Sorry to interrupt.

A uniform just found Holly's blanket on an off -grid road.

A helicopter's standing by to take you to the location.

Okay. I'll update the mayor.

Good luck.

Yeah, well, I don't need luck, Joe. I've got hope.

Be careful out there.

I'll head you all home safe and sound for Christmas.

Hold this room in the chopper.

and it's still en route, but... I mean, that's definitely two sets of paw

prints. Yeah, temperature's dropping fast.

Rex wouldn't just head out into the woods with a puppy.

No.

No, not without a plan.

But if he thought he could get her somewhere safe...

Let's see if we

can track him.

There must be some way I can steal the real statue.

We gotta go, Bob.

Like, we gotta get right off the island. You said you had the money being wired,

right? We will get the money and then go, but not empty -handed.

Well, let's just take this and go.

Don't touch her.

What the hell?

Hey, how did you get here?

Oh, you have to push that down.

Is this what you want?

Give him a puppy, man, before he tears us apart. We won't do anything. We might

let this little one get hurt.

Will you, huh?

We got company.

Cops, take care of him. Now.

It's Holly's blanket. It's how he feels.

Hey.

Wait,

he still has her.

Hey, you did a good job, okay?

We'll do everything we can to bring her back.

I promise you.

Well, I hope he got lots of extra treats.

It's so great to have you back. It's time for Christmas.

Hey, what's wrong, Rex? Is he okay?

No, he's fine physically.

Until we get Holly back, I think he feels like he failed.

No, no, you didn't fail, big guy.

You kept Holly safe despite all odds. Now it's up to the whole team to bring

home. And we do that by finding Bob.

We've got a bolo out on that SUV, but without plates.

It's hiding amongst hundreds of others like it on the island.

The airport and ferries are covered. And our shooter, a .k .a. Oliver Guthrow,

has been transported back.

Let's see what he has to say about his elusive boss.

That's okay, bud.

We're happy you're home.

Yeah.

Things aren't looking too good for you, Oliver.

We have footage of you shooting Matthew.

We found them under the disguise you wore.

Not to mention you're Glock 17, and I'm pretty sure that the bullet we pulled

out of the wall at the inn is going to be a match.

I've got nothing to say.

Do you really want to go down for all this and let Bob go free?

You're not worried that he might put a hit out on you?

That's why I don't let anybody see my face.

And live.

Just like you did with Matthew?

You help me.

I tell the judge you cooperated.

Silence gives you nothing.

Where can we find Bob?

Look, I don't know where he is.

But he told me that he had to find the real statue.

You really think he's going to try and steal the veiled Madonna again?

Told me he's a dead man if he doesn't deliver by Boxing Day.

So...

Mind answering a question for me?

What's that?

Where'd that dog come from?

Back in the building?

And that little puppy?

Let's just call them Christmas miracles.

So Oliver's convinced that Bob is going to try to steal a statue again. And

today's the last day the statue's going to be on display at the cathedral?

After midnight mass on Christmas Eve, it goes back to the convent on the other

side of the grounds where security is a lot tighter.

Do we think he's going to try to steal it en route?

He's got to know we're going to be watching. It's a suicide mission. So

failing to deliver it, according to Oliver.

I learned more about our art thief, Robert Chisholm. This photo is from two

decades ago when Chisholm was suspected of dozens of heights.

No mug shots?

No, never caught, never arrested.

Oh, so he's got the resume for the job.

Yeah.

Why don't we simply ask the priest to remove the statue early?

Just...

Keep it under lock and key. Right. The mayor is going to love that. The

centuries -old tradition of Newfoundland mummering tarnished. Not to mention the

city's most precious statue isn't on display Christmas Eve. We need to

Bob tonight before we miss our last chance to put him behind bars.

Holly's blanket.

We haven't forgotten about Holly.

We have to remember that maybe Bobby's... What were you saying before

hope?

Okay.

We'd have to run this by Father Francis.

Ultimately, the decision on how much to risk the statue is up to him.

Yeah.

Meanwhile, Jesse, why don't you have a long talk with Matthew?

We need to know about every nook and cranny in the cathedral if we're going

capture this master art thief in his own game.

You got it.

Everything's almost ready for Christmas.

I thought it would really feel like Christmas once Rex was found.

But not a present's been opened.

She's been through so much.

Having her dad with her and Holly back would be a big comfort to her. And

Bob behind bars would be a comfort to her family.

Sarah and the team are at work.

There's still time.

We expect that the thief will make his move when the statue is being

back to the convent.

I suppose the wise thing to do would be to use the replica you recovered?

Undeniably. But our thief, Bob, knows how to tell the difference.

Besides, if we scare him off with a fake, I'll be looking over my shoulder

Christmas wondering if he'd come back.

Well, we can't let that happen.

We need to trap him tonight.

We'll have your officers watching her at all times.

Oh, every second. Because I have no doubt.

that Bob will be watching back.

Thank you. Thanks.

Rex, come on.

It looks like your canine friend is still on the job, Pop.

You may come in very useful.

For now, at least.

The last of the parishioners have left, Joe.

Sarah and I are positioned outside.

Special ops Christmas edition is a go. Copy that.

Plan is a go.

Time to move the Madonna back to the combat.

Mark, a group of men has just entered the cathedral.

Yeah, I'm watching.

Rex is aware.

He's picked up his net.

Justine, target's on the move.

Stop, F2P!

Stay where you are!

Oh, my word, you scared me. I apologize, Mr. Red. I have to ask, where did you

get that puppy?

Someone rang the bell and left her on the stoop.

We are bringing her to Father Francis.

Wait, Rex was tracking Holly, not Bob.

A decoy.

Which means...

Well, we

certainly fucked him out, all right.

Give it up, Bob.

There's nowhere to go. You take me down.

She's going with me.

Set the statue down.

It's over.

You shoot me, and I will drop her, and you will rob this city of its most

possession. You want that on your conscience?

To destroy a beloved part of this island's Christmas tradition?

You're right.

There's no way we can let that happen.

Luckily, we still have a few tricks up our sleeve, too, Bob.

How could you?

You split the fortune.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

This is not right. This is not right. Because it's your fake, Bob.

No. The real statue was switched out right after mass.

Yeah. Bill, Madonna and Holly are both safe. And you, sir, have sinned.

No, no, no, no, no.

No. You can't be. Send in the uniforms, Joe. Pick up this character.

Then let's go.

Save a little girl's Christmas.

So much fun. So much fun.

Cheers.

I really love all this stuff.

What? Christmas is the absolute fifth time of year.

I can't get enough.

Or at least his son's commuted. He's fully cooperated, and I hear he has an

excellent lawyer.

Well, hopefully the judge agrees.

But... Thank you.

In the meantime... Let us have a very merry Christmas.

Oh, Ray says she's keeping the bullet hole in the wall as a conversation

Not sure I approve the design.

We had a fake out of our own.

Our thieves.

You know, thank you so much for all of your input, Paige.

You know, you should become an official police consultant.

As a present to myself and my daughter, I respectfully decline.

Hey, guys, team photo mark.

You guys want to get together? Yeah, sure, of course. Yeah, of course. Rex,

course.

All right. Get around.

Come on. Team Christmas photo. Rex. All right.

Oh. There we go.

There we go.

All right.

All right.

Okay. We got her, buddy.