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Sean Gallagher
is your father.

And he’s an informant
for Interpol.

Hey!

You better hope
that I never see you again.

Arch seems happy.

Are you the Abstract Killer?

You think I’m crazy...

How did I let that happen?

Hey... I got you.

You really know
how to take your time, huh?

Well, my, uh... my guy
is clearly, uh, older.

And slower.

Are you talking about
your horse?

Oh, boy.

How I’ve missed
your witty retorts.

Well, coming back to work,
it’s, um...

You know, distractions
are all well and good,

but what you’ve been through...

it has a way of creeping up
on you, partner.

Yeah.
I’ll cross that bridge

when the creeping happens, partner.

Apparently Théo’s undergoing
a bunch of psych evals

to see if he’s fit enough
to stand trial.

Good.
But it’s not mes oignons.

Not your onions?

No longer my problem.

I don’t want to hear about
Théo Fouchard anymore.

I mean it, Fitz.

I’ve already given
too much energy to that man.

- Race you to the stables?
- Sure.

Whoa, hey! What’s up?

Come on, Mick, you’re
making me look like an idiot.

Dude...
Please.

Hey, there.

How are you even slower
than me at getting dressed?

Hey, I have a lot of layers.

Hey.

I’ve been texting
and calling you.

- What’s up, Patty?
- Can you start early?

Apparently there was
no sign of a break-in.

Well, there’s definitely
signs of a dead body.

Vic’s name is Billie Vannier.

Local?

Her address is, yeah.

Dr. Katrina Bourgeois.
This is her chiropractic clinic.

She, uh, give any details
of what might have happened?

Dr. Bourgeois said
the front buzzer kept ringing

during the vic’s treatment,
so she went to answer it

and then got knocked out.

She came to
and found Vannier dead?

That’s what she claims, yeah.

She manage to give
a description of her attacker?

She was pretty rattled.

She’s getting her
head injuries attended to.

Okay, well, when the medics
give her the all clear,

make sure she comes
to the station, okay?

What do we have here?

So, robbery
has to be ruled out.

There’s no way someone killed
Vannier and left 10k behind.

Well,
you haven’t missed a beat.

Yeah.
You’re just threatened.

Now that I’m back,
you’re not top dog anymore.

Anyways.

The body was found
at a chiropractor’s office.

Botched... treatment?

Chiropractor covering
her tracks, maybe?

Chiropractors
crack things in ways I’m...

I’m not okay with.

Well, you do have an absurd
fear of chiropractors.

Are you gonna tell me
how you are?

And quit dodging my questions
about Meredith and the baby?

How about you drive?

Top dog.

- There she is!
- Hey!

Welcome home, Deputy Chief
Genevieve Archambault.

I’ve literally seen each of you
a bunch of times.

Please just... move on.

Okay, let’s get to work here.

What do we know
about Billie Vannier?

No criminal record,
no issues with the cops.

She was young, too.
Twenty-nine years old.

Vannier was single,
lived here her whole life.

She owns Ligne Verte,
a hydroponic farm.

They deliver produce
all over Saint-Pierre.

Well, this delivery van
was parked

outside
the chiropractor’s office.

They have the most
delicious lettuce varieties.

What a shame
if this caused it to close.

Why would
a niche hydroponic farmer

have this kind of cash on her?

Well, the most obvious answer
would be a drug operation.

Okay, well, if her death
is ruled a homicide,

her murderer could be
a rival drug dealer

or an angry customer.

We need that greenhouse
and property searched

to see what’s in there.

The delivery van
had a dash cam.

The SD card
is on a 36-hour loop,

so I’m trying
to retrieve the footage.

Smart.

That’s the, uh, chiropractor.
The medics cleared her to talk.

Well,
we know what to do.

Arch, go ahead and remind
everybody why it is

you’re so good at this job.

And before you
interview the chiro,

come and see me in my office
for a couple minutes.

I wanna talk to you.

It really is great
to have you back.

I sense a "but."

Well, the long
and the short of it is,

with Diard out of the way,
the brass in Paris

are asking me to take on
the role of Prefect.

That’s huge.

Yeah, well, you two solving
the Abstract Killer case

bumped up my status quite a bit.

They have eyes on you as well.

Meaning what, exactly?

Well, if I take that position,
and I’m no longer Chief,

it only makes sense that, uh...

His deputy would assume
the leadership role

here at the SPMP.

I won’t lie, I’ve never even
considered that possibility.

Well,
it’s a great opportunity.

But we can talk
about that later.

Right now, I’ve been asked
to handle Lou’s transfer

to Interpol’s Lyon HQ.

That’s the guy that we busted
in that stolen car sting?

Exactly.
He’s facing international

vehicle trafficking charges.

Playing le Préfet already?

Heavy is the head.

How you feeling?

He looks dangerous.

Am I... safe in here?

He’s fairly harmless.
You should be fine.

What certification does
one need to be a chiropractor?

Uh... well,
I’m-- I’m board certified,

so qualified in, um,
Europe and Canada.

I’ve read about practitioners
hurting their clients.

Or almost killing them.

I’m... sorry?

I’ve been practising
for six years.

No one has ever been hurt
by me in a treatment.

Did you see your attacker?

Can you describe them?

Um...

Yeah, a-- a man.

White, uh, tall.

But it-- just, it all
happened so fast,

I feel like I’m still in shock.

Maybe if I rest,
I’ll be able to remember more.

Well, we’ll make sure
you get home.

If your head
starts to get clearer,

feel free to reach out to us.

Okay.
And I do want to help you guys

get to the bottom
of what happened to Billie.

Okay.

Great.

Hey...
I’d be quite content

to face charges here
in Saint-Pierre.

You should have
thought about that

before going international, Lou.

Hey, you’ve got a beef with
Sean Gallagher for years.

Everybody knows that.

Well, maybe I know something.
Maybe I can help.

Maybe I got information
that could be useful.

Tell me all about it
on the way to the airport.

Some chiropractors
use high-velocity thrust

for cervical adjustment.

There have been cases
of thrombus formation,

paralysis, stroke,
sometimes death.

Is that what happened here?

No.
You see those tiny red dots?

Indicative of
petechial hemorrhaging.

A pressure point in her neck
was obstructed, leading to...

A lack of oxygen
to the brain.

So, officially,
Billie died of brain death?

Swift, clean.

She probably didn’t
even realize what hit her.

Whoever killed her knew
exactly what they were doing.

A chiropractor would know
all about pressure points,

that kind of thing?

They would absolutely know.

Alright.
Well, thanks.

Always a pleasure
seeing you, Arch.

You missed
my medical expertise?

Mm, I didn’t say that.

Was it just me,
or did you get a strange read

on the chiropractor lady?

Dr. Bourgeois?

I mean, she did get a pretty
good whack to the head, so...

I was gonna say,
I’m not surprised

that Marcus would
want you to take over,

you know,
if he decides to step up.

Yeah.
I mean, I’m flattered,

but I didn’t come to
Saint-Pierre to get a promotion.

Right.
Well, sometimes,

the people who don’t
want to be in charge

are the best people
to take over.

Also, I wanted to tell you...

Meredith, uh,
got a paternity test done.

What?

Did you ask for that?

No.

And...?
Are you the father?

Also a no.

Oh.

How do you feel about that?

I don’t know.

I guess I just have
to see it like, uh...

that chapter of my life is over.

Well, in a way,
you’re free now.

Yeah. I mean,
I still have two children

that I kind of
have to raise, but, uh...

it’s not quite as demanding
as a newborn, so...

yeah, I guess I am.

The chiropractor
is at her clinic.

And she’s making
all kinds of demands.

Patty, what’s going on?

You need to
talk to her yourself.

Why am I not
allowed in my clinic?

This clinic belongs
to Doctor Katrina Bourgeois.

I’m Katrina Bourgeois.

I’ve never seen
this woman before in my life.

You think she killed Billie?

We’re not sure
what the situation is yet.

Did you know the victim?

Billie and I are close friends.

Tell us again...

why weren’t you
at the clinic this morning?

Billie called and cancelled
her appointment,

and then I got an emergency call
from another client

for a home visit.

Is that normal?

No.
And when I showed up,

he had no idea
what I was talking about.

He didn’t book me.

Right.
We’re gonna need his name

and a list of recent calls
on your phone.

How long were you gone?

He’s on the other end
of the island,

so about an hour and a half.

And when I finally got back,

you all had
my clinic sealed off,

and Billie was...

How long have you known Billie?

Um... since Lycée.

Billie bartered her goods
for chiro treatments.

Her mushrooms taste like
they’re foraged in Provence.

What kind of mushrooms?

Uh, lion’s mane,
chanterelles...

All kinds.

I... I don’t get it.

Who would want to hurt Billie?
She’s the kindest.

When an aphid infestation
wiped out our crops,

we had to burn everything,
but she rallied.

She started from scratch.
She always found a way.

We found 10,000 Euro
in cash on Billie.

Any idea where she’d
get that kind of money?

Not a clue.

Billie lived
and breathed this place,

but we just never had enough.

Right, so maybe
she could have borrowed

the money from someone?

She did give me a nice bonus,

and updated our delivery van.

Have you seen
this woman around?

Maybe she gave her the Euros.

I-I don’t...
I don’t recognize her.

And I don’t really have
anything to do with the books.

My main focus
is cultivating the plants.

Do you grow anything
illegal here?

On the side.

No.

What do-- what do you mean?

Come on, man.
Drugs are a cash business.

You run a hydroponic farm.

We searched everything
in the building.

Nothing.

Mushrooms like the dark.

Where have you got them hidden?

The only mushrooms
that we grow are legal ones,

and they’re in a cargo container
out back.

Forgive us if we don’t
take your word for it.

We’ve-- we’ve got
nothing to hide.

I hope you’re right.

In the meantime,
we’ll need you to provide us

with Billie’s financials.

Yeah.
Yeah, of course.

Hey, you thought about
my offer, Marcus?

You keep saying
you got something to share,

but until I know what it is,
ain’t nothing to talk about.

I’m tellin’ you, man,
you wanna know what I know.

Whatever, Lou.

Say what you gotta say.

I ain’t gonna
tell you nothing, man,

till you give me
some assurances.

Pssht.

Do not move!

Let’s go!
Let’s go! Let’s go!

Drop it!

There are no signs
of magic mushrooms

or any other drug operations.

They’re clean.

We gotta go.
Now.

What happened?

We were ambushed.

Ça va.
Ça va.

Two, maybe three of ’em.

Whoever it was,
they were coming for Lou.

Oh...
Was this some kind of jailbreak?

Nope.

This was no escape.

This was a hit.

If you were in my shoes,

you’d force me
to go to the hospital.

I’m fine.

A little tase
ain’t gonna kill me.

Renuf, you good?

Yup.
Paramedics cleared me.

Let’s solve these cases.

Alright, two murders.
Are we seeing a connection?

Well, whoever
executed the hit on your van

is obviously highly skilled.

Has training.

Likely ex-military.

Why would this group
who took out Lou

murder a hydroponic farmer?

Billie’s books from
the greenhouse,

they’re in rough shape.

She clearly wasn’t
a good bookkeeper, but...

look.

Large amounts of receivables
for a place that sells lettuce.

Huge, huge orders of
all kinds of organic produce...

But according
to their inventory records,

her greenhouse is producing...

maybe ten percent of that.

Sounds like money laundering.

We’re sure
the greenhouse doesn’t have

illegal drugs whatsoever?

Well, if they’re dealing,
they’re not dealing drugs,

and not from that property.

I scoured Billie’s dashcam,

and I’m pretty sure
you’ll find this image

particularly interesting.

All of a sudden, a connection
between these two murders

is not so crazy.

We know Lou
double-crossed Gallagher.

And here he is with Billie.

What about this woman?
Any luck getting an ID on her?

No, not yet.

I’ve uploaded her image
to criminal databases

and ports of entry.

Her photo’s out to all our
officers, the airport, ferries.

The delivery van, strip it.

See if we’re missing anything.

Think it’s time to go knock
on Sean Gallagher’s door?

I am not knocking.

Hey... hey, hey.
What are...

What-- Arch!

Are you okay?

Arch?

The reason
I’m on this island...

I know. I know it was
to take Gallagher down.

Yeah.

My "white whale" turned out
to be my actual father.

And some twist of fate
has us having to babysit him

for some strange
Interpol daycare for criminals.

I feel like an absolute idiot.

Arch, you are a lot of things.

You are definitely not an idiot.

Come on, Fitz, seriously.

My judgment is off.

I was starting
to get soft on Gallagher.

Actually starting to believe
that he might not be all bad.

I even thought...

Like, I thought that

he and I could maybe
eventually have a relationship.

You’ve been through a lot.

This is the creeping thing
I was talking about.

This is what it looks like.
Trauma is no joke.

Yeah, I’m seeing that.

Actually...
Gallagher’s gonna have to wait.

They found something
we need to see.

Billie’s delivery van.

Once
the drug dogs cleared it,

we started
disassembling the van...

These cutouts were
behind the interior panels.

From the walls, ceiling, floor.

Looks like
they were custom made

to fit all types of firearms.

For God knows how many guns.

Billie was definitely
transporting more than radishes.

Ah! Well,
would you look who it is.

Who doesn’t love a little
unannounced pop-by visit

from the police.

Thank you, Tiny.

Billie Vannier is dead.

I am sorry to hear that.

Truly sorry.

We might as well
get comfortable, Sean,

because you’re gonna tell us
everything you’ve been up to.

For example,
we’d like to know

if you had Lou killed.

Why would I have
anything to do with Lou?

Don’t be daft.

But it is disheartening to hear

that an innocent young woman
has lost her life.

We figure maybe you had Billie
running guns for you,

and that’s what got her killed.

Oh, come on.

Patty?

No luck
on the fake chiropractor

in the usual databases.

But I’m trying to track her
through Europol

and the European
military directories.

Someone else did catch
my attention, though.

I’m emailing you their image...
right now.

Okay, thank you, Patty.

Fitz, it’s him.

This man is a hired gun.

We’ve met him.

You hiring someone to kill Lou

doesn’t look so daft now,
does it?

No, I had nothing to do
with what befell Lou.

Nothing.

And her?

Our cops were
in the line of fire.

Marcus, Renuf.

Not on my orders.
You have my word.

Okay, look at it this way.

If this whole thing today
is not you...

the only conclusion
I can come to is...

- Is...?
- Someone is coming for you.

LÉVESQUE: Nailed it!

Someone is coming for you.

In fact,
whoever that someone is,

she’s on the property right now,

so I think maybe we should move.

I’m sorry?

LÉVESQUE: Two of my alarms
have been triggered,

and none of my guys
are answering comms.

So, he is working for you.

In a way, you know.

No, it’s like a partnership.

Benoit and I
go back a ways.

He owes me a few favours.

That’s gunfire!

How about we talk about this
in the garage,

where there are,
you know, no windows?

- Yeah.
- LÉVESQUE: That sound swell?

Good idea.

Partnership...

What kind of partnership?

It’s complicated.

Complicated.
I bet.

It’s time you tell us

what the hell is going on.

Well, he’s paying me
a lot of money to help.

And I mean, like,
an enormous amount of money.

- Help him?
- The less you know, you know?

This woman,
and her mercenary crew,

took out a prison van
in the middle of the day.

Right, you know all about that,

but you expect us to believe

that you had nothing
to do with Lou’s death?

My guys had eyes on her

as soon as she arrived
in Saint-Pierre.

I’ve been tracking
her movements.

Yeah, we thought she was here
to negotiate with us.

Ah, but she’s not here
for the talking.

No.
She’s here to kill me.

Well, and me.
And-- hey, now...

probably you.

Why would she want Lou dead?

What did you do
to make her so angry?

Uh, folks, the number of bodies
out there is climbing,

so I think we need to focus on
getting out of here.

My cell’s got no service.
You?

No, nothing.

She must be using
some kind of jammer,

’cause this one’s toast as well.

No backup.

From the van hit, we know
there’s at least three of them.

There’s four of us.

Yeah, we’re not gonna
just go out there

and start shooting people.

We don’t even know who
this woman is or what she wants.

Well, you can do whatever you
want, but I’m not staying here

waiting around to get picked off
like a sitting duck.

We gotta go now
if we wanna get to the car.

What’s the plan?

Well, my plan is
to get Sean and me to safety.

I have no idea
what your plan is.

Well, she goes where we go
until we know

we’re in the clear.

LÉVESQUE: We’re gonna
bring cops with us.

You really think that’s
a smart play, considering...

Oh, my God.

Am I gonna get
a weapon or what?

Oh, God.
Tiny!

Whoa!

Ahh!

LÉVESQUE: God,
this totally sucks.

I can’t believe this.

After all the shit I’ve done
all these years...

this is my first bullet.

I don’t like it.

You’re gonna be fine.

This is a...
a perforating wound.

The bullet has gone
clean through you.

They haven’t breached
the house yet. Why?

Well, they’re likely
just out there

killing the rest of my guys.
God!

Oh, would you stop
bleating like a little baby?

He needs a hospital.

No.

We gotta take her out.
That’s the only way.

No, this is absurd.
You know what I can do.

I can help.

No!

This is messy enough on
so many moral and legal levels.

Oh, man.

You stay here.

And don’t get killed.

There’s something
you’re not telling me about her.

Just keep your hand firmly
on that wound, right?

And shut the heck up.

I’m not dying
without my end, Sean.

Trust me.

You’d trust me, huh?

’Cause I have no intention
of either of us dying.

Arch!

Fitz!

- You see anyone else?
- No.

Lévesque seemed to think
there were three attackers.

So, one is unaccounted for.

The woman who’s been
toying with us all day.

Right, that’ll
have to do for now.

We need
to get him out of here.

I was shot.
I’m not deaf.

There. Alright, I just
hacked into the cell blocker.

We should have service.

Okay, well,
if we get them a message,

they’ll be about 15 minutes.

Great.
We’ll all be dead by then.

- Ever the optimist.
- How many did you take out?

We got two.

There’s a third one
out there somewhere.

She would have
clocked the cameras

and is avoiding them.

Wait, look...

That’s a shadow.

She hasn’t accounted
for the sun.

We need to set a trap.

Oh...

I’m the bait.

Stay right where you are.

Hey, stop!

You chase that one,
you might not come back.

She was
definitely the woman

we believed was
the chiropractor.

Arch winged her pretty good.

She won’t risk
going to the hospital.

I’ve arranged for roadblocks.
Her radius will be limited.

Tell them to proceed
with caution.

Yeah, that woman,
she’s dangerous as hell.

I had her blood collected
and sent for urgent analysis.

It could help ID her.

That was smart.

And see if we can get an ID
on her two goons.

What do we do with him?

He comes with us
to the station.

And keep a guard on that one.

What kind of
partnership?

They wouldn’t say,
but Gallagher and Lévesque,

they have sure
pissed somebody off.

We’re thinking that someone is
making a play for Saint-Pierre

and wants Gallagher out.

The organization
Diard warned us about.

Billie’s death,
Lou’s assassination...

our mercenary
is responsible for both.

Well, based on what you found
inside Billie’s delivery van,

it’s about weapons.

Our mercenary used a burner
to cancel Billie’s appointment

with the chiropractor.

So, you couldn’t trace it?

Right, but in order
for her to have phone service,

she had to have
used a cell booster.

And that you can trace.

I found a series of pings.

Within the radius
of where she would be.

Renuf and Tactical
are closing in.

I’ll send these coordinates.

We gotta dig into
how she got her hands on

Lou’s prisoner transfer.

Also, I can’t figure this out.

When she shot Lévesque,

she had a clear line of fire
at me, Gallagher, Arch,

and she didn’t take it.
Why?

- Who is this woman?
- I think I know.

Forensics used the plasma
from her blood sample

to get me a DNA profile.

I cross-referenced it...
and found her.

Alice F. Anderson.
Piketen .

- Swedish Police.
- Tactical unit.

She’s one of us.

Was.

She received a citation
for professional misconduct

and resigned right after.

And so, what now?

She’s gallivanting
around Saint-Pierre

as a paid mercenary?

Maybe that’s
why she didn’t kill us.

Some kind of
messed-up allegiance.

So, is this whole thing about
that conversation you had

with Lou in his garage?

When you blocked us out
with the compressor.

The backer.

You have to give me the name.

Tell me!

Come on, Sean.

You said when we need to know,
you’d tell us.

We’ve got dead bodies
on our hands.

Your buddy Lévesque,
he’s been shot.

Your life is in danger.

You should
watch out for Benoit.

He’s a slippery customer.

We need to know
what you know, now.

Did Lou give you a name?

He said it was an outfit
from the Balkans.

The organization
Interpol is worried about?

You’ve figured out
more than I anticipated.

We know you have a history
of weapons smuggling,

and we know all about
your shell companies.

Oh, is that so?

Why did you keep that little
nugget back from Interpol

and not use it
to drive a nail into my coffin?

We have our reasons.

You fired the first shot.

Lou told you
the when and the where.

You intercepted the weapons

that were due to go
to the Balkan organization.

Now, hold on now.

No, they took advantage
of my convalescence.

They came to my island.

- Right. And what about Billie?
- What?

Did you coerce her?
To be a part of your plan?

No,
I didn’t coerce Billie.

She’s a...

she was...

a lot less granola
than people liked to think.

You know, she needed the money
for her little organic outfit,

and she jumped at
the opportunity

to make some coin.

I liked her.
I wanted to help her.

This Alice Anderson
was surveilling you for days.

Had ample opportunity
to take you out.

But she didn’t.

She’s trying to discover
the location of the weapons.

Billie moved them...

somewhere in Miquelon.

Where are they?

We need to get to them
before Anderson does.

Right.

Alright, I will fill you in.

But...?

Oh, you’re very smart,
Inspector.

Because I do indeed
have some stipulations.

Billie was
a regular on the ferry,

so no one ever suspected that
she was up to anything untoward.

Miquelon has a smaller,
less patrolled port.

Less stringent
customs authority.

Anderson seems to be
a step ahead of us.

She’s probably there now,
searching for the weapons.

We need to lock them down
before she finds them

and informs her employers.

I will
cooperate fully

and lead you there.

But only with the people
in this room.

If Interpol even gets a whiff
that he’s withholding info...

Or that he intercepted
the weapons...

He’ll be put on a red notice.

And I would never
be able to walk free

wherever they have jurisdiction.

And I’m sure
none of you would want that.

I can’t believe
I’m agreeing to this.

They’re empty.

There’s no way Anderson
got here just before us

to move the weapons.

Well, she must have
figured out the location

from tailing Billie.

Maybe Anderson was a diversion
for us back in Saint-Pierre.

While the organization
moved the weapons out.

Either way,
our deal is off, Sean.

Interpol’s gotta be looped in.

And I can’t just recklessly
allow that many weapons

to leave the port while we still
have a chance to seize them.

Then, well, just leave me out
of your takedown, please?

Fine.

But you’ll be in
Fitz and Arch’s custody.

Patty, Renuf, you’re with me.

"You may give them your love,
but not your thoughts.

"For they have
their own thoughts.

"You may house their bodies,
but not their souls,

"for their souls dwell
in the house of tomorrow...

"which you cannot visit.

"Not even in your dreams.

"You may strive to be like them,

"but seek not
to make them like you."

Kahlil Gibran.

Oh, it’s funny.

What people say around
those in a coma.

Don’t seem to give much thought

to what said comatose person
might hear...

or understand.

You know?

Mm-hm.

Why haven’t
you said anything before?

Because you’re a vulnerability.

If the people coming for him

found out that you
were his daughter...

I am not ready
to lose another child.

Everyone out!

Guns on the ground...

Now...

Where have you moved my weapons?

I have been in custody
ever since you killed my men.

You don’t have the guns.

Are you kidding me?

I thought we had a deal.

So, you let yourself
be taken into the station

so you could get intel
on Lou’s transfer?

As for you,

I didn’t know you were so...

close with law enforcement.

Well, your business
is with me.

So, leave them out of it.

Oh, I have no intention
of hurting them.

Once I finish my assignment,

they’ll never
lay eyes on me again.

Now look, Ms. Anderson,

or may I call you Alice, huh?

See, I know who you work for.

So perhaps we could come to
some kind of arrangement, hmm?

Oh, I won’t insult you
by offering you twice your fee.

But I would like to have
a meeting with your employer.

Well, I think it’s
a little late to make a deal.

Oh, I have tried to play nice.

But your crowd
have gone too far.

I have been here for years!

I recognized these
little unknown islands

for their special qualities.

And now here you are,
and you’ve pitched up

to try and destroy and take down
everything I have ever built!

Easy, Fitz.

Arch...

Go.
I’ve got her.

We got
your distress signal.

More backup
is on the way.

I’m gonna follow Arch!

Gallagher!

It’s the end of the road for me
in Saint-Pierre.

For now, anyways.

You know I can’t just...
let you get away.

Hey! Put it down!

Gallagher...!

You’re not gonna
pull that trigger.

Not on her, maybe.

I’m sorry to say,

I don’t have quite
the same qualms with you.

Escaping was always your plan.

Well,
I have no choice.

I gotta go.

Gather my resources and regroup.

Whomever is coming
doesn’t care quite so much

about Saint-Pierre
and its citizens as I do.

That’s why you refuse
to work with them.

This place would just
be a means to an end for them.

And if you had
your wits about you,

you’d consider leaving as well.

’Cause I don’t think they’re
gonna be quite as polite

to law enforcement as I am.

Now...

I’m gonna leave.

Inspector.

Au revoir , Genevieve.

Au revoir.

So, you had our Miquelon
unit monitoring the port

before we even
set foot over there?

You didn’t really think
I trusted

Sean Gallagher, did you?

Our officers arrested his men
and seized the weapons.

No...

I would have loved
to have seen

the look
on Sean Gallagher’s face.

Lévesque must have already
been on board the boat.

Kept up his side of the bargain
and helped Gallagher escape.

Where do you think
they are now?

The Coast Guard
is on the lookout,

but they’re probably
long gone by now.

Unfortunately, Arch didn’t see

which direction
they sailed off in.

Hm...

Well, I could use a drink.

- I’ve got you covered.
- Alright.

Alright.

Thank you!

To the best team
a chief could ever ask for.

Allez hop !

Cheers!
Yay!

Oh, how about one more?

Not for me.

Talk about
a full first day for you.

Yeah.

- I’ll walk you home?
- Mm-hm.

- Bonne nuit !
- Night!

♪ But lately
I’ve been doin’ better ♪

♪ Than the last
four cold Decembers ♪

♪ I recall ♪

Gallagher’s gone.

Yeah.

So, what next?

I have no idea.

I’ve fallen in love
with this place, our team.

The prospect of becoming
chief of police?

- Your boss?
- Mm-hm.

I heard you, by the way.

Heard me about what?

Throwing myself into work,

letting it distract me
from basically everything.

Okay...

So, what are you gonna
tell the brass if they

offer you the big job?

Honestly, I have no idea.

But maybe I’ll go to Paris,
even for a little while.

Go home?

It’s a great place
to recalibrate,

reflect, ask yourself
the tough questions.

Gallagher and I are more alike
than I care to admit.

Strong-willed, determined.

You’re both very loyal,
in a way.

You both have
very thick Irish accents.

Both run huge crime syndicates.

So yeah, I see it, I see it.

Now that you’re not
becoming a new dad, I...

I can’t help but think about
you and your old partner.

Jenny.

Your dreams of escaping.

Where would you fly off to
for some of your own reflection?

Well, in order
to answer that question,

I have to ask you a question.

Of course you do.

Does anyone
speak English in Paris?

I do.

You do!
Of course, you do.

If you’re gonna be in Par--
you know, I’ve always wanted

to visit the City of Light,
so...

♪ Please stay ♪

♪ I want you,
I need you, oh, God ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh... ♪

♪ Please stay ♪

♪ These beautiful
things that I’ve got ♪

LÉVESQUE: It’s about time
you got here.

Alice Anderson’s
been dealt with.

Oh, and uh...

I know where the weapons are.