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- ¶¶ What kind of message ¶

¶ Are we trying to give
Soldiers in the fields ¶¶

- Oh, thanks Shona.

Are you sure you're gonna be OK
flying to Italy all by yourself?

- I'm not a child.
- I never said you were.

- And there will be a pilot.
- Of course there will be.

But honey... I'm a father.

It's my job to worry.
- I know.

And thanks. It must be hard
watching your little girl

grow up, flying off
to Europe by herself

with nothing but last year's
clothes on her back.

- I see what you did there.
And honey,

just because you flash
those pearly whites at me

does not mean that I'm gonna...

(sighing)

Fine. I give up.
- Ah ha!

- Here. Take it all.

- Ah! Grazie mille!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I'll hit Queen after school.
- OK, honey. Have fun.

I love you, baby.
- Ciao, Papa.

- Hey.
- Hey, boss! Fancy a carpool?

- You know what? I can't.
Angie just called,

she wants me to go meet
a couple of friends of hers.

- Public transit it is, then.
- A little time with the
common man would probably

do you some good.
- See you in a bit.

- See you, Shona.

- Hey!
- Hi.

Why do you
smell like strawberries?

- It's my hair. I ran out

of the usual conditioner.
- Very fruity.

- You're not helping.
- Oh, hey!

I'm going right by
that cool soap shop on Queen.

- Oh, yeah? I love their
Rainforest Revival. Would you?

- Yeah, no problem! I'll swing
by the agency after I'm done.

- You are a lifesaver.

- Il piacere è tutto mio

- Le... plume de ma tante!

(laughing)

¶¶¶

- (Angie): There it is!

Wayward Wally Brewery.
- Little early to be

hittin' the suds, isn't it?
- It's noon somewhere.

- Like where? Reykjavik?

- We're not going to day drink.
I wanted to introduce you

to the brothers who run it.
- Friends of yours?

- Yeah, from
the old neighbourhood.

- Oh. So who is this Wally
who went Wayward and why?

- Their dad. One day,
he just up and left.

- Seems an odd thing
to commemorate.

- Yeah. The guys found a recipe
for an IPA in their dad's

old stuff, figured they'd give
it a go and five years later,

they've just
won a Golden Tap Award.

- Well, that's impressive.
- Yeah! They're great
guys. I thought

you'd like to meet them.
- And?

- And they could
use a celebrity endorsement,

and the only celebrity I know--
- Is me?!

- Yeah. I use the term
"celebrity" loosely.

- No, no. It's
on the record now.

As a celebrity,

I feel it would
be irresponsible of me

to endorse a product
that I couldn't

stand behind fully.
And you also need to know

that I have
a very sophisticated palate.

- You're gonna like their beer.
And you'll like Miles and Dylan.

They're hardworking, friendly...

- Miles, how could
you do this to us?!
- How is this my fault?

- Well, I'm not the one
who closed up last night!

- You're saying I'm incompetent?
- You heard what he said, Miles.

Negligence!
- Well, maybe we can get

a second insurance inspection.
- Hey, guys.

What's going on?
- Oh, Angie. Miles forgot to

lock off the valves last night.
- They were locked up
before I left.

- Then explain to me
why thousands of gallons of beer

have gone down the drain.
- I don't know, Dylan.

Maybe somebody broke in and
opened the valves.

- Are you saying this
was intentional?
- Well, yeah. What else?

- Prove it.
- He doesn't have to.

We will.

- Really? Angie,
that would be amazing.

- Uh... guys, we'd be happy to
help you, but why don't you

just file an insurance claim?
- We tried. You just passed

the adjustor on the way in.
He's calling it negligence.

- Yeah, which means
we're out of pocket.

- So you just brew more beer!
- It's gonna take at least

two weeks to get a fresh batch,
and we had...

contracts that were
expecting delivery today.

- Not to mention we lost
about 30 grand in product.
That kills the reno plans.

- You guys were
planning to expand?

- Yeah. After we won the Golden
Tap, we scored a contract

to supply the upcoming
Summerfest Music Festival.

- The plan was to expand into
the rest of the building...

and increase production by 30%.

The dream was
an experiential brew pub.

- Looks like that's
down the drain too.

- Well, not if Angie
and Matt here

can prove that it
was a targeted attack, right?

- So what time did you
close up last night?

- I did the final taste test
at... 9PM.

- I got in at 7 to find
the place completely flooded.

- So that's
about a 10 hour window.

- Speaking of windows,
what kind of security
system do you have here?

- Well, we're strictly a lock-
and-key outfit at the moment.

- Shade?

Have a look at this.

- Yeah. The dust on the sill's
been disturbed.

- There's scratch marks
on the latch.

- So it was a break in.
- This won't be enough to

convince the insurance company.
- What about you guys?

- Our interest is... brewing.

¶¶¶

- ¶¶ I see you and you see me ¶

¶ Watch you blowin' the lines
when you're makin' a scene ¶

¶ Oh boy, you've got to know ¶

¶ What my head overlooks ¶

¶ The senses will show
to my heart ¶

¶ When it's watching for lies
'cause you can't escape my ¶

- ¶ Private Eyes
They're watching you ¶

¶ Private Eyes ¶

¶ They're watching you,
watching you, watching you ¶

¶ Watching you ¶¶

¶¶¶

- Hope you didn't
mind me jumping in

and offering our services.
- Oh, of course. If we can help

the brothers out,
why wouldn't we?

- Jerry's Rigs

is in the same building
as Wayward Wally.

- The boys' expansion plans
are pretty ambitious.

They'd be taking over
the entire space.

- And putting Jerry
out of business.

- I wonder how Jerry
feels about that.

Hey.

Nice rig.
- Oh, thanks.

(groaning)

All the kids nowadays
want side pipes

and dual exhaust systems.

I blame those damn

Fast and Furious movies.

I put my foot down on nitrous
oxide. Nobody needs that stuff.

- The freedom of being
an independent.

- My name's on the garage door
so I get to say what's what.

Jerry. Oh.

- So what do you say about
Wayward Wally's expansion plans?

- You're not here
about a custom job, are you?

- Everett and Shade.
We're private investigators.

We're looking into a break in
that happened next door.

- A break in!

And you think I did it?
- No. We're just asking around.

- I've known those boys
for years.

I worked with their father
in this very shop. Mind you,

back then it was the whole
building, but... I taught

Wallace everything he knew.
- Sounds like you

got a lot of history here.
- Oh, yeah.

- I'd be pretty upset
if my life's work was being

displaced by
a beer tasting room.

- You're crazy!
I got a double wide

down in Florida
waiting for me to retire.

- So you're happy
about the expansion?

- I'm thrilled!
In fact, the truth

is I would've left years ago
except the boys were young and

struggling and my rent covered
'em over a few rough spots.

- Were you here
after 9PM last night?

- Home every night by seven.
Wheel of Fortune.

- And this morning?
- Open at eight,

like clockwork.
Although this morning

when I came in, the boys
were yelling. I just thought

they were brothers
being brothers.

- Someone broke in, drained the
vats. They lost all their beer.

- Damn. That's bad.
- Yeah.

Maybe don't pack up
for Florida just yet.

- Yeah.

- So, what'd you think
of our Snowbird back there?

- He doesn't strike me
as the cat burglar type.

- If he wanted to go South so
bad, he could've gone any time.
Why sabotage the brewery now?

- Why right after
their Golden Tap win?

- Well, the local craft brew
scene's exploded in the last

few years. Maybe someone's
at loggerheads with the new
kids on the block.

(engine starting)

¶¶¶

- Just give me a second.

- When we asked you
to start researching

the local craft beer scene,
this isn't what we meant.

- I did the research online.

I just wanted
to be extra thorough.

- Because you're dedicated
to your job.

- You betcha! There are a lot
of players in this game.

But it's all
about flavour profile.

Now, there's filtered,

unfiltered, seasonal, hoppy,

wheaty--
- Grumpy, Sleepy.

- It's a big, beautiful
beer world out there.

- And here's a big, beautiful
black coffee to bring you
back to our world.

- So, I narrowed it down
from the master list

and came up with

five different competitors.
And, unlike the trend

of the last decade,
they're also not overly hoppy.

- But you circled one.
- That's the one that makes

the most sense: Girl on a Bike.

I mean, I don't
usually drink beer

or any alcohol of any sort,
but that's actually really good.

- That's pretty good!
- Right?!

- Ladies! It's not
even noon yet!
- It is in Halifax.

- Other than flavour profile,

what makes Girl on a Bike
a likely suspect?

- They won the Golden Tap Award
the last three years

in a row. This year
was their first loss.

It was a pretty big upset.

- Upset enough
to sabotage Wayward Wally?

- Maybe the competition
between these rivals

has finally come to a head.
- And you wonder why we drink.

¶¶¶

(hiccupping)

(indistinct speaking

- You must be the girl
on a bike.

- Rosie, master brewer
and owner.

Have you had a sample?
- I would love one.

- Nice logo.
- Thanks.

It's also tattooed on my cheek.
- Ahh!

(chuckling)

- Golden Tap Award winner, huh?
- Three years running.

- When is this year's
competition?

- Ugh. It just happened.
- Did you win?

- No. Wayward Wally did. I don't
agree with the judging,

but the brothers
worked hard for it.

- Yeah, except all that hard
work is now down the drain.

Literally.
- Oh, the lost batch.

I heard about that.

Rookie mistake. I thought Miles
was better than that.

- He is. We think someone

broke in and sabotaged the vats.
- Another competitor, maybe.

- What? No. No crafter
would do that to another.

We're a community.
- Except business is business

and the market'll
only bear so many pints.

- Wait.

Who are you people?

- Just a couple of beer lovers
trying to help out our friends.

- Well, I would never
do that to Miles and Dylan.

- Because crafters
are one big, happy family?
- And I have nothing to gain.

- Not following you.

- Can you keep a secret?

Look, I'm not exactly
an independent brewer anymore.

I sold out to Laughlin Brewers.

- Laughlin Brewers?
But they're a--

- A big corporate conglomerate?
I know.

I know. But after my third win

in a row,
their acquisitions team

kept coming around.
Wouldn't take no for an answer.

- So you took a buyout?
- Well, not at first.

But suddenly, my distributors
started falling off. I lost out

on a couple big contracts.

Outlets started denying me
shelf space.

- And you think Laughlin
was responsible for that?

- Well, I can't prove it.
All I know is that once

I signed that paperwork,
all my problems evaporated.

Laughlin Brewers wanna
take over the craft game

from the inside out.
If anyone tried

to mess with Miles and Dylan,
my money's on them.

- ¶¶ Let's get down tonight ¶

¶ I said ¶

¶ Let's get down tonight ¶

¶ I said, let's get on down ¶

¶ Tonight ¶¶

- Maybe we should
just let her sleep.

- No. I need her expertise.

It'll be faster this way.

WAKE UP!

(exclamation of surprise)

- What's up, boss?

- I've got a plan,
but I need your help.

- Here. This one's
a little more fruit forward.

- All right. Good.

- Do you two mad scientists
really think

this is gonna work?
- Sure! It's just like

when a wine maker
mixes different grape varietals

together to make a blend.

- Except it's beer.
- Oh, ye of little faith.

You wanna try it before we go?
- Definitely not.

- Let's go.

- (man): Matt Shade!

I'm surprised. I thought
you were more of a wine guy.

- Oh, no. I still am,
but I have to admit

the craft scene
has stolen my heart.

- Guy Brant.

- Oh, Sarah Piece.
Pleased to meet you.

- Sarah's been working with me
and I think we've come up

with something here
that is truly special.

It's a delicate combination
of barley,

malt, hops and a couple
of other things.

- I'm perfectly content
to keep my little operation

small and contained,
but Matt has been trying

to convince me otherwise.
- Is that right?

- Well, with corporate backing,
we'd be able

to focus our time on coming up
with new recipes.

- Besides, rumour
is that Laughlin Brewers

has been buying out
the independent breweries

quite aggressively. I have
to admit, I wanted to see

behind the curtain for myself.
- I can assure you, we respect

the independent craft breweries
and what they bring

to the market. That's why we're
so interested in growing our
craft profile.

- Yeah. That's
good to hear, Guy.

- So, uh... Girl on a Bike
is one of yours, correct?

- You guys must
have an inside source.

- Yes, it's true. Girl was one
of our acquisitions last year

and we couldn't
be happier with them.

- Even after they lost a Golden
Tap Award to Wayward Wally?

- Who, incidentally, was just
the victim of vandalism.

- What? Wait. Do you know

how bad the damage is?
- You hadn't heard?

- No. They
haven't called me yet.
- Why would they call you?

- After Wayward won the Golden
Tap, we made them an offer.

Miles asked for a few days
to think it over.

But enough
about the competition.

Let me get a taste of the beer

Matt Shade is gonna
stake his reputation on.

Ah ha ha!

Interesting.

Agh! Ugh!

Yeah, you better
stick to wine there, Shadow.

Shade?

- (Angie): So, Laughlin Brewers
made Miles an offer

and he never mentioned it.

- Neither did Dylan.
- Maybe Dylan doesn't know.

- Why would Miles keep something
like that a secret?

- Because he wants out and he's
afraid Dylan won't take
the deal.

- And what better way
to force a sale

than to sabotage
your own brewery?

¶¶¶

- Oh, hey.

How's it going? Any leads?

- Yeah, one. When were you

gonna tell us about
the Laughlin Brewers offer?

- What Laughlin Brewers offer?
- Oh, you know.

The one where they
offered to take you on

under their craft umbrella.
Salary, swag, shiny new digs.

- Wait. Miles, is this true?

- You didn't think to tell me?
(sighing)

- Come here.

I'm sorry.

I should've told you about it.

Just... I know it's
been a tough five years

and we both worked
our asses off. I just thought

after the Golden Tap win
that we had a real shot.

- We do, OK? And I want this
just as bad as you do.

(sighing)

Look, does Whitney
know about the offer?

- Yeah...

No. I know what you're thinking,
but no. There's no way

she would do this.
- Dude, listen to me.

You know I love Whit.
- Dude, no.

- You can't deny that she wants
you to be rid of this place.

- You know what? I'm not
having this conversation.

All right? I've got work to do.

(sighing)

- What was that all about?

- When we started Wayward,
Whitney was super supportive.

OK? Nobody really understood
the time commitment

this place would take.
- She didn't sign up

to never see her husband.

- You really think she'd
do this to you guys?

- I don't know. I don't...
You know what? Just...

I'm sorry. I'm upset.
Just forget

I said anything, OK?

- (Whitney): Yeah.

Dylan can shoot
his mouth off sometimes

but he's not wrong.
- You realize

what you're saying?
- Look, when the boys

first moved in to their dad's
old shop, we were kids.

It was fun,
but how was I supposed to know

it would consume every
waking minute of Miles' life?

- And the Laughlin Brewers offer
would free up all that time.

- Yeah! The boys could take the
buyout and walk away,

or take the perk package,
have the infrastructure

to hire more bodies.
- And you'd get

your husband back.
- Yeah. Well, I thought Miles

should at least talk to Dylan
about the offer.

- But he didn't. So you
popped by the brewery

and opened the taps
to force his hand?

- What?! I would never do that!

No. The decision
has to be Miles'.

- Where were you last night
after 9PM?

- I was at the office.
- Until?

- Ah... late.

I was working. I'm a graphic
designer, so I freelance.

- Can you be a little more
specific about the time?

- I think I got in around 11.

I really don't know, guys.
Are we done?

- Sure. For now.

I'd say we struck a nerve.
- Yeah.

She was not working late
at the office.

- So where was she
and why lie about it?

- At the brewery,
opening the taps?

- Not unless they
have valet parking.

This is dated yesterday
but no company name.

- Piece of cake. How many valet
companies can there be
in Toronto?

57 companies?! Really?

Can no one
park their own car anymore?

- Ah, it won't be so bad.

We'll split the list up.
Come on, there's three of us.

- I love those
little red valet blazers.

- OK, two and a half.

¶¶¶

- I'm so jealous.
I can't believe

you get to go to Italy.
- Hey, you could've come too!

- If I hadn't flunked science,
I'd be right there with you.

I heard it's so easy
to get wine there!

And all that pizza
and all those boys!

Jealous, jealous, jealous.
- Yeah, Well, when you put it

that way, it does
sound pretty great.

- Oh, sorry!
- Sorry!

- Jules.
- Liam.

Um... How are you?

- I'm... I'm... I'm fine.

And you?
- I'm fine.

Just doing some
last minute shopping.

- Oh, for Italy.
- Yeah.

- You?
- Just shopping. I just needed

a new grip
for my lacrosse stick.

- Cool.
- Yeah.

- Uh... I should probably go.
- Yeah, me too. OK.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Oh, my God. Is that

the first time you guys have
talked since the big breakup?

It is, isn't it?
- Um...

- Wow. That was like... awkward,

even for me just watching. Wow.

- Yeah. You said that already.

- Wow.

Are you OK?

- I don't know.

- Back again?

- We know you weren't
at the office last night.

- You valet parked your car
at a restaurant not too far

from the brewery.
- Close enough to run back there

and open some taps.

- All right, fine. I lied.

- So you did
sabotage the brewery?

- No. I told you, no matter how
much that place drives me crazy,

I would never do that to Miles.
- So where were you?

- I was having dinner with Evan.
- And he is?

- The boys' uncle,
a guardian angel of sorts.

He used to work
with their father and...

really picked up the slack
when Wallace walked out.

- So if you were just out
having dinner, why lie to us?

- I don't know. I was...

I was embarrassed, I guess.

I'm trying to get Evan
on my side.

- To try to convince Miles
to take the buyout?
- Yeah. He was one

of the initial financers
for the brewery, so I figured

if he could just
talk to Miles, then...

Look, I don't... You should just
talk to Evan yourselves.

¶¶¶

- (Shade): Thanks for coming
to meet us.

- Oh, anything for the boys.

They're my brother's kids and...
ever since their mom passed,

we're all the family
we got left.

- Whitney said that you two
were having dinner last night?

- Yeah. She wants me
to talk to Miles

about selling the brewery
to the big guns.

- What'd you say?
- I said I'd try,

but Miles is stubborn and...

Dylan is too.

They're fighters.
They didn't have that much

of a childhood.
They had to grow up pretty fast.

- You mean with their dad
walking out?

- Well, this was my big brother
and my hero.

Jerry and him and I, we spent
years working in that shop

and then one day... he's gone.

I was gutted.

I can only imagine
what it was like for the boys.

- Whitney said you were like
the boys' guardian angel?

- Oh, yeah.

Like, I try to help out
where I can.

I made some good investments. I
helped get them through college.

- And you loaned them the money
to start the brewery.

- Yeah, I did and they
worked their butts off.

I can't believe that somebody
just like, comes and tries
to destroy it all.

- Do you know of any enemies
they might have?

- No. They're local heroes.
I guess there's always somebody

trying to stick it
to the good guy though, right?

Oh! Well, here's
a local hero now.

Hey, Dylan. What?

OK. Hey. Calm down.

Hey.

Hey. Where are you?

All right. I'll be right there.
- Something happen?

- Yeah. There was another
attack at the brewery

and Miles has been hurt.
He's in the hospital.

¶¶¶

- That's quite the lump
you've got there.

You sure you feel up to talking?

- Oh, sure. It's my ego
that took the brunt of it.

- So what happened?

- Well, I was staying late
to finish up

a batch so we could fulfill
our Music Fest contract.

I went to the back office
to do some paperwork.

And then I heard a noise
out front.

- (Angie): Did you see anyone?

- No. I went to check
on the vats,

and... that's
when I got hit from behind.

- When he didn't
answer his phone,

I went over there.
Found him on the floor.

Yeah, I thought for a moment--
- Hey, hey.

Let's not go there.
- That damn brewery,

Miles, is gonna kill you.

- Hey. Come on, babe.
It's gonna

take more than a hit to the head
to keep me down, all right?

- Well, it's a good thing
you have a thick skull.

- Hey, how's the equipment?

- A total loss.
- What? No.

- Yeah. The coolant lines
are down,

damaged beyond repair.
Air regulators,

filtration systems, everything.

- What time did you find him?
- It was around 7PM.

- And the weapon?
- It was a wrench.
I left it where I found it.

- The police are sending over
a forensics unit

to see what they can find.

- That's all well and good
but you gotta start lookin'

at the signs here, OK?
That old place is a jinx.

All right?

Maybe we gotta
seriously consider
the Laughlin Brewers offer.

They're gonna set you up
in a new facility.

It's a bigger profile.
You'll get more foot traffic.

- Evan, no.
- There are people
out to get you over there.

- Just because the going gets a
little bit tough doesn't mean we

need to up and quit.
- You're not your father, Miles.

And no one's gonna think lesser
of either of you.

- We need the money.
Let me call Laughlin Brewers,

tell them we'll
take their buyout offer.

- Come on, Miles. We could
all use the money

to get back on our feet.

- Maybe they'll let you
stay where you are

and you won't have to give up
on your expansion plans.

(sighing)

- ¶¶ Why don't you call me ¶

¶¶¶

¶ Why don't you call me ¶¶

¶¶¶

- Hey, Jules.
- Hey.

- How was shopping?
- Um... about that, actually.

I'm sorry, but I didn't
get a chance to make it

to the store for you.
- Oh, no worries.

I can smell like fruit salad
for another day.

Did you buy
any cool travel dresses?

- Actually...

I didn't get anything.
- Nothing?

Man, if my dad gave me

a lot of cash, there's no way
I'd be bringing back change.

What is it?

What happened?

- I, um...

bumped into
my ex-boyfriend, Liam.

Right? Ever since then,
I've just felt...

bad... or sad,

or maybe...

empty. I don't know.

- Even though you're broken up.

- I thought I was over it.

Him.

But we weren't supposed
to talk at all before I left.

That was the deal. You know?
A clean break.

- Breakups are never clean.

- So I'm learning.

- Well, do you still
feel like you have stuff

you wanna say to him?

- Like what? What would I say?

- How about everything
you just told me?

- We rollin'? Say hi
to your Uncle Evan, there.

- Hi, Evan! Hi.

- Ready to get measured?
Hey, what about you?
- Hey, Dylan.

We just thought we'd stop by
with an update.

- The police
only found fingerprints

from you and your brother,
Whitney, Jerry and Evan.

- So... no leads there.

- Thanks.

- What are you watching?

- Look at what you're up to.

You're gonna be taller
than your Uncle Evan is.

- Really?
- Do you know that?
I know it! I know it! Come here!

Say hi to Uncle Evan!

- Dad left shortly after
this video was taken.

- What's wrong?

- It's over.

- What's over?

- I just got this this morning.

Laughlin Brewers are rescinding
their offer.
- (Angie): Why?

- They just got tired
of waiting around for an answer.

They moved on.
- I'm so sorry, Dylan.

- There's no way
to keep Wayward Wally going?

- Well, it's just we
don't have enough money

to pay out our existing
contracts, let alone rebuild.

You know, it's...
- What are you gonna do?

- We have to sell the building.

Yeah, it's just
the last asset we have.

- Is there any way we can help?
We know a couple of agents,

probably get you a good price.
- Thanks, but it's

already in motion. There's
a company that's interested.

- Wow. You move fast.
- Oh, no. They've been after

this building forever.
- Who are they?
- Some numbered company.

We get an offer from them
about once a year.

- You don't say.

- When exactly did
this last offer come in?

- Just this morning.

- Yeah. It's perfect timing,
I guess.

(engine starting)

- Maybe a little too perfect.

And why a numbered company?
What are they hiding?

- Could be these attacks
weren't about the beer at all.

- Someone's been after
their property but the boys

keep turning down their offer.

- So this company tries
to bankrupt the brewery,

then pretend to ride in
on a white horse

to secure the sale.
- Hold on.

(buzzing and ringing)
Hey Zoe. Any luck?

- [I talked
to the real estate agent.]

He doesn't have a name
for the numbered business.

- [Oh, well. It's
probably a shell anyway.]

- He did have an address.
Texting you now.

¶¶¶

- Hello. We'd like to speak
to the person

in charge of the Wayward Wally's
Brewery purchase.

- That's the Westfield CFO.
I'll let him know

you're here if you'll
just have a seat.

- Thanks. Now it all
makes sense.

When will this city's appetite
for flipping finally die?

- Not until they've torn down
the last real neighbourhood

that has any soul left at all.
- That strip where Wally's is,

I wouldn't be surprised
if Westfield's trying to buy up

the entire block.
- Yeah. I'd like to give

this monster a piece of my mind.

¶¶¶

- Evan?

- When my brother Wallace left,
the boys were really young

and their mother,
she was in no condition

to keep the business afloat.
- So you offered to buy her out.

- Yeah. And she refused.
God bless her.

And I can't say I blame her.
A lot of good memories

in that place. But Jerry decided
to open his own shop in there,

so that kept some rent money
coming in the door.

- So how do the boys
figure into this?

- Well, about five years ago,
the boys said

they wanted to open a brewery
in their father's honour.

I thought it was sweet,
if a little ill-conceived.

- But you let 'em go for it.
- Well, it's their building.

I can't exactly stop them.

- So why offer to buy it now and
why be so secretive about it?

- Because the boys are proud.
And they're stubborn.

They're just like their father
and just like their uncle.
They hate charity.

As for the timing, I mean,
it's kind of appropriate,

don't you think?

- Maybe a little
too appropriate.

- Do you think I have something
to do with the sabotage?

- Maybe with Jerry retiring,

you thought it was the right
time to squeeze the boys out.

- That's ridiculous.
The place has sat empty

for years. Why would I
want to redevelop it now?

- You didn't.

Boys said they
get an offer every year.

- OK. I can see how this looks

from the outside,
but those boys,

they're like sons to me.

I make that offer every year
as a sort of check-up,

and I'm actually secretly proud

that they keep turning me down.

If you'll excuse me, I actually
do have a conference call.

- Yeah.

- Why do I feel like there's
more to his story?

- It's the old too-good
-to-be-true caution flag.

And the annual check-up thing,
does that even make sense?

- So what do you
think he's hiding?

- I don't know,
but I bet there's

a certain mechanic who might.

- Well, Jerry, looks like
you'll be taking that trip

down to Florida a little bit
sooner than you expected.

- Yeah. Dylan told me that
they've given up the brewery

and they're selling
the building. A damn shame.

- Did they mention
who they were selling it to?

- No.
- Evan.

- Well, at least they know
they'll get a fair price.

He's a good man.
- You have known him

for a long time.
- Yeah. Wallace brought Evan in

as an apprentice.
He was determined to turn

his little brother
into a world-class mechanic.

But Evan was more
about the numbers.

- So he handled the money?
- Well, it worked out that way

once it was clear
he was no grease monkey.

- Was Wallace disappointed?

- No, it worked out
for the best.

Once Wallace left,
Evan put up this wall,

split the joint in two, allowed
me to stay on. He's done
a lot for those boys.

More than he'll let on.
Mind you,

part of it could be the guilt.
- Guilt over what?

- Oh, he and Wallace
used to fight a lot.

- Fight about what?
- Oh, money mostly.

You know, despite the fact that
we were doing well, we always
seemed to be struggling, so...

The last time
we all saw Wallace,

Evan had it out with him
and they had a real knock-down,

drag-'em-out battle.
I stayed out of it.

- And do you think
that's why Wallace left?

- Evan clearly thought so,
'cause from that point forward,

he was committed to keeping
that family whole.

- I see the steam coming out
of your ears. What have you got?

- Something about that story
Jerry told us.

- Yeah, it struck me too.

Evan never mentioned handling
the finances of Wallace's shop.

- A lot of business coming in,
not a lot of money

to show for it.
- And then an argument

about money the day
Wallace disappeared?

- What does a 20-year-old
argument have to do

with the brewery
or Miles or Dylan?

- I guess it's time
we brew up a new theory.

OK. So 20 years ago,

Dylan and Miles' father walks
off after a fight with Evan.

- Evan spends
the next two decades

secretly helping his nephews:

managing the shop,
sending them to college.

- Even helping them start
the brewery five years ago.

- Exactly. He's an investor.

How does it help him
to destroy the brewery?

- A choice piece of real estate?
- What, at the height

of the market? It'd be
the worst business decision

the guy ever made.
- So what's the trigger, then?

What's changed?
- Winning the Golden Tap?

- The Laughlin Brewery offer?
- Jerry wanting to fly South?

- Or something
about the building itself?

It's gotta be
the brewery expansion.

- What are we looking for?

- I don't know, just...
something different.

- Well, they're goin' big:

shop, café.
- Lots of natural light,

real open concept.
- That's it.

- What?

- What's missing
from this picture?

- The wall that separates
Wally's from Jerry's.

It's being knocked down
as part of the expansion.

- And when did Jerry
say it went up?

- Right after Wallace left.

He built it to separate
the building into two.

- Well, why would anyone
care about a wall?

Why go to all that trouble
to prevent it

from being torn down?
- I can think of one reason.

- Yeah. And if you're right,
we're not looking

for a saboteur.
We're looking for a killer.

- Hi.
- Hi. How's your patient?

- Growing impatient.

- I think that's a good sign.

- Come on in, guys. Miles,
can I get you anything else?

- How 'bout a new brewery?
- Oh, baby.

I would if I could. I never
wanted it to end like that.
- I know.

- Don't tire him out.

- OK.
- We won't.

- Things seem to be
getting back to normal.

- Yeah, gettin' there.

Who would've thought all it took
to knock some sense into me

was a third degree concussion?

- Actually, there's something
we wanted to follow up on.

- Do you have any paperwork

from the shop from before
your dad disappeared?

- Like account ledgers,
blueprints, bills.

- Yeah, my father was
a real pack rat. It's a trait

that I unfortunately
inherited from him.

What's this for?
- It's just a theory

we're working on.
- Guys...

Look, I'm sorry, but...

it's over. Whoever did this,

they won.
- That's funny.

I never pegged you
for a quitter.

- Nice try.

- But even I
have to face the facts

every once in a while.
It was a nice dream.

- I'll tell you what, Miles. How
about you leave the facts to us

and don't give up
on that dream just yet.

You're sure this
is not a load-bearing wall?

- Sure I'm sure.
- And you got

your contractor's license from?

- Hours of watching
the Property Brothers.

- OK.

Well...

here goes nothin'.

(grunting)

¶¶¶

- What the hell
do you guys think you're doing?

- Uncovering
a 20-year-old murder.
- What are you talking about?

Your message said there
was a breakthrough in the case?

- Oh, we did have
a breakthrough.

Unfortunately for you, forensic
science has come a long way

since the '90s.
- It's not gonna be too hard

to figure out who put Wallace
in the wall there.

- You don't understand.

- Oh, no, no. We do understand.
Most of it, anyway.

Back in the day,

you, Wallace, Jerry,
you all worked together

right here, in this building.

- The boys said he trusted you.
He must have been

really upset when he caught you
skimming the books.

You killed your own brother
to make a quick buck.

- No, it was an accident. We
were arguing, sure. And he

shoved me and I
shoved him back and...

he fell over on the...

lift and it...

...broke his neck.

- So why didn't you call 911?

- Because there
was money missing

and people knew
we were fighting and...

no one was gonna believe me.

I never meant to kill him.

- Was it you who attacked Miles
last night in the brewery?

- I was just trying to destroy
the tank. He came out
of nowhere!

- Yeah. Save it for the police.

- Do Dylan and Miles know?

- They will shortly.

- This is what I
dreaded the most.

I spent my whole life
taking care of these kids.

- Guilt can be
a strong motivator.

- I've given
those boys everything.

- Everything except the truth.

¶¶¶

- ¶¶ And carry on ¶

¶¶¶

¶ But don't say a word ¶¶

(siren blaring)

- Hey.

How you guys holding up?

- I can't believe

Dad never left us.
- Yeah. How'd you guys find out

about the embezzlement?

- Well, we searched through
some of those old ledgers

you gave us.
- Shortly before your dad

disappeared, there was a slight
variation in his signature

on the company cheques.

- You know, I spent my whole
life hating the wrong person.

- Hey. It's over now, OK?

- The insurance money

should come in
in a couple of days.

- And you could use it

to pay off your debts

or start over new someplace,
if you want.

- I think we should stay here.

All this... it's gotta
be for something.

¶¶¶

- (Jules): Thanks for coming.

- Sure.

Um... how was the rest
of your day with Carly?

- Short. We went home

right after we ran into you.

- Right. Sorry if I...

ruined your shopping trip.
- No, no.

I guess I'll just
go shopping in Italy.

- So... some coincidence,
bumping into you.

- Are you sorry it happened?

- What? No! Why? Are... are you?
- No!

No. Um... just the opposite.

- Me too. I think.

But, um, what do you mean?

- I thought I was good.

You know, with us
not being us...

...but I'm not.

- Me neither.

- I mean, as soon
as I heard your voice...

- Cool.

- But I'm still going to Italy.

Nothing's changed.

- Maybe we could
just... talk sometimes?

Just as friends?

- I don't... think I
can just be friends with you.

- I don't think I can be
just friends with you either.

- So...

where does that leave us?

- ¶¶ Hey there, love ¶

¶ Tell me, are you ¶

¶ A dreamer like me? ¶

¶¶¶

¶ Even after sleep ¶

¶ You believe in your soul ¶

¶ In love, no one's alone ¶

¶¶¶

- Hey you two, you got a sec?

- Yeah, what's up?
- Hey, babe.

- So...

I have something to show you.

(sighing)
- Oh, my God.

Babe, it's perfect.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

You know what?

I think Dad would like it too.
- Yeah.

- ¶ Ooh ¶

- Recycling day!

- Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Hold on! I got it!

- No, no! I can--
- No, no, no. I got it.
It's the least I can do.

Thanks for talking to Jules.
- Oh, that.

It's no problem.
She's a good kid.

Plus, girl stuff

can be hard sometimes.
- Tell me about it.

Wait. Don't tell me about it.

I'm just happy she's happy.

What are you doing here?
Get out of here!

Go enjoy your weekend.
- Copy that, boss.

- ¶ Hey there, darling ¶

¶ Well, everybody,
they can play for life ¶

¶¶¶

¶ We can live like we're alive ¶

¶ And running free ¶

¶ You know, true love
follows dreams ¶

¶¶¶

- Hey.
- Look what I have here:

the last case
of the original brew.

- How'd you score that?
- Well, let's just say

the brewery has
a new celebrity endorsement.

- Oh, Shade. Thanks.

Those guys really
deserve a break.

- Yeah.
- So this is a bona fide

collector's item, huh?
- For special occasions only.

- Like this one?

- ¶ Ooh ¶

¶¶¶

- To a job well done, partner.

- I'll drink to that.

- ¶ Ooh ¶

¶ Hey there, love ¶

¶ Tell me, are you
a dreamer like me? ¶

¶¶¶

¶ Even after sleep ¶

¶ You believe in your soul ¶

¶ In love, we're not alone ¶

¶¶¶

¶ Ooh ¶

¶ Let me ¶

¶ Be the one, oh ¶¶