All language subtitles for Hudson and Rex 4x07 - A Stab in the Dark Web (English)

Keep those knees up!

We're almost there, friends.

Countdown is coming! You can do it!

You've come this far! And six!

- Come on Iris!
- Five, four!

And...

nicely done!

Now we're going to drop onto our mat!

Hello, my sweets.

Look at you grow!

Hey, Rex.

- He's in a good mood.
- Yeah.

He's excited about the
new toy that I got him.

New toy?

Did I miss Rex's birthday or something?

It's just something that we saw on TV.

The SPEECHxPET.

Suckered into a late
night infomercial again?

Do you have her name?

Iris Cross, widow.

- Just shy of 70.
- Iris Cross?

Is that the woman who brings
the poinsettias to the station

- during the holidays?
- Yeah.

Yeah, she grew them all herself.

Yeah.

A fair amount of blood.

It's more than I'd expect
from natural causes.

Yeah, wouldn't be too hard
to break into the place.

Dirt around the body.
Signs of a struggle.

Time of death?

Yesterday. Late
afternoon, early evening.

Who would...

who would have reason
to kill a sweet old lady?

What have you got, pal?

Wow.

Are those magic mushrooms?

Rex, I think you've just sniffed out

the city's newest psychedelic grow-op.

How's that for a reason
to kill a sweet old lady?

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When I was with Drug Squad,

we found our share of shroom grow-ops.

But never quite in a place like this.

An eighth was called a
slice when I was in college.

Anyone got a slice with mushrooms on it?

Or so I heard around campus.

Okay. I bet.

Does Mike know about your wild past?

Um, I like to maintain a little mystery.

Okay.

So this looks like more than
she would need for personal use.

Okay so what's the street value here?

An operation this size,

could be anywhere from 20 to 40K.

So half of the trays are empty.

Looks like they've been
dug out with bare hands.

Yeah, this crime scene looks
like a robbery gone bad.

Yeah, but I just talked to the neighbour

and she said that Iris wouldn't
know the difference between

a magic mushroom and a toadstool.

Okay, I got a clean thumb
print from the cabinets.

Belongs to a Lewis Cross.

Yeah, this is Iris's grandson.

The neighbour said that
he's a piece of work.

He have a record?

Looks like a drug store
B&E from a while back.

Rex, let's go have a chat
with him. Come on, pal.

Okay, got it, partner.

Is someone in there?

Excuse me. Police. Can we talk a moment?

Sorry to wake you up.

You Lewis Cross?

- Yeah, that's me.
- You sleeping in your car today?

I lost my house keys. Is
that a crime or something?

No, but I think my dog smells one.

Will you pop this trunk, please?

My granny Iris.

She can't be dead. I just saw her.

- When was that?
- Uh...

Yesterday afternoon, around 4:00.

She was about to do her exercises.

I thought she'd outlive us all.

Lewis.

We don't believe that she
died of natural causes.

And from the sounds of things,

you were the last
person to see her alive.

I could never hurt her.

I owe her everything I have in my life.

That include greenhouse
space for an illegal growop?

Hmm?

Rex here is a trained K9 officer.

His interest in your trunk isn't
just his way of saying hello.

- You know what I mean?
- Yeah.

Those are all from my granny's house.

All that's in there are some knitted
baby clothes she sold on Etsy.

Well, no baby bonnets in here, Lewis.

Tell me about the psychedelics.

I'm innocent.

And I can prove it.

See? It's all in here.

It was all my granny's.

She wrapped her packages here

and then she gave them to me to mail.

I didn't know there were drugs inside.

These bags do match.

All I did was take
them to the post office.

Looks like Rex is on
to something. Let's go.

Hey, buddy!

Hey, you're so handsome!

That's not for you!

Could you get your dog to
let go of the bag, please?

Ma'am, he's a cop.

He senses something of
interest in your bag.

Let me see, pal. What have you got?

The parcel's the same as
the ones in Iris's house.

Yeah, except this one
is addressed to her.

Pills.

Ephedrine.

Diet pills.

These are basically speed.

Wait so Iris wasn't just selling drugs,

she was buying them too?

That package is also identical.

Yeah but this one is
addressed to a Sal Costa.

What do you know about these packages?

Used to see them one
or two times a month.

But now it's two or three times a week!

Oxy.

Another home run, Rex.

Since when did illegal drugs
start moving through the mail?

Meet the future of drug trafficking.

It's called Tempest's Way.

It is a dark web black market

for drugs and other illegal services.

Think eBay for all your illicit needs.

And this was on Iris's laptop?

Yeah, yeah. Seems like
Granny liked the dark web.

She even knew how to hide her
activity with a secure browser.

So she was selling mushrooms
on the Tempest's Way

and she was using the same
site to buy diet pills.

Yeah, exactly, and without
the fear of detection.

See, Tempest's Way is
a premium dark web spot

for buying and selling psilocybin.

Now, it's used to
traffic other drugs too

but it started with psilocybin

which could be why it was the
perfect fit for Iris's crop.

Now a secure browser like Tor

would get you onto the dark web.

Once you're there, you can access the
site's listings and create your own.

Listings are visible to
any and all users from

in this city to across the
country to around the world.

Once a sale is made,

the website offers specific
instructions to the user

on packaging to avoid detection.

This is why all the
packages look the same.

With no return address
and printed labels.

- It's complete seller anonymity.
- Exactly. Just drop it in the mail

and let the postal service do the rest.

Now for the buying of drugs,
Iris used the site the same way.

Illegal substances are
a simple scroll away.

For Iris, it was the ephedrine pills.

And you pay for it using Bitcoin.

A digital, untraceable currency.

Leaving no financial connection
between buyer and seller.

And the drugs are just
delivered right to your door.

It seems Iris's murder led us

to a thriving online drug bazaar.

I wouldn't be so sure about murder.

Iris suffered a druginduced
seizure from that ephedrine.

The pills I tested had
three times the fatal dosage.

Poor woman had no clue.

That's what happens without regulation.

What about the excessive
blood at the scene?

She was on anticoagulants.

So it wasn't a homicide?

No, I think the seizure must
have caused her to drop her pots.

And just give it the
appearance of a struggle?

Hold on. I don't care if no
one laid a hand on this woman.

This was not an accident.

Administering an illegal
substance causing death

is criminal negligence.
If not manslaughter.

And Tempest's Way is to blame.

We've got to shut the site down

or else there's going to be
victims like Iris all over the Rock.

So I spoke to some friends

at departments around the country

and from Toronto to
Montreal to Vancouver,

they're are all starting to see
Tempest's Way's telltale packaging.

- What are the contents?
- It runs the gamut.

From college students who
are trying to buy Adderall

to athletes who are trying
to buy experimental pain meds.

Okay, so Tempest's Way is popular.

Yeah and it's growing.

But no one's seeing
numbers quite like us.

We're confiscating packages
at a rate of three to one.

Yeah, and because we're confiscating
more packages than other regions,

there's a good chance the
founder is in our own back yard.

I mean, sites like this
often start local then expand.

San Francisco.

Quebec City.

So catch the person who's at the top.

Find the founder, find the server.

Shut down the server, shut
down Tempest's Way for good.

But the system is anonymous.

Yeah, I mean the real
identity of the guy

running Tempest Way is anonymous.
But he's all over the site.

His username is Mercurius.

Oh, Roman god of commerce and thievery.

Oh, you guys call me a nerd!

Oh, who's the nerd now? Yeah.

People regard him as a god
and he happily plays the part.

Well, if he's active on the site,

then it's just a matter
of infiltrating it, right?

Yeah, what are you thinking, Joe?

If we gain his trust on the dark web,

we can find some
information that we can use

in the real world to get an arrest.

Lucky for you, Tempest's
has an online chat function.

So can we check Iris's
chat history then?

Maybe she's been in
contact with Mercurius.

No, messages get deleted

once someone replies to
them. There are no archives.

I have a feeling that
someone of Iris's age

would have trouble with
a chat-deleting feature.

If she's anything like my grandmother,

she writes everything down.

Maybe I'll go through her
stuff, see if she has a notebook.

- That's a good idea.
- In the meantime,

I will get you started on
a Tempest's Way username.

What do you think of Breaking Bud?

I think it's terrible.

Okay! You're just about good to go.

Just need to set up that username.

I'm more interested in how
to get Mercurius's attention.

Someone like him,

he's probably getting
hundreds of messages a day.

Well, the website's code is rudimentary.

I mean he's a self
taught coder, I think.

So maybe pose as a
programmer willing to help.

Me? Pose as a programmer?

Yeah, right. Never mind.

Plus, pointing out the flaws in his work

will only serve to bruise his ego.

We should be looking to appeal to them.

Mmmm! Flatter the criminal entrepreneur?

Your username is Janus?

Yeah. If Sarah was right

and Mercurius is a fan of mythology,

then he'll appreciate the handle.

Janus was the Roman
god of new beginnings.

How is that supposed to help us?

Well, I'm posing as a tech investor

with a proposal to buy the website.

And if he doesn't sell, then
the god of new beginnings

will be meeting a dead end.

- You know you can go at any time, Jesse.
- Sure.

- You want a coffee or anything?
- I do not want a coffee.

What?

- Iris printed everything.
- Yeah, I'm looking at receipts from

Christmas '98. What have you got?

Every single password she
ever used, it looks like.

And everything's tennis-related.

RogersCup85. FedererSwiss.

Michael would love that.

- Oh yeah? He's a tennis fan?
- Yeah, big time.

Uh, not that I would
share case details, but...

- He'd dig this.
- Oh yeah.

Sounds like

- things are going well with Michael.
- Yeah!

- We're seeing a movie tonight, actually.
- Ah!

This could be,

turn into something, huh?

Yeah, I mean, it's still new,

but you know he's fun, he's smart.

We both like to run.

What's this?

It looks like Iris took screen grabs

of a conversation she
had with a Tempest's Way

customer service rep. User Starling9.

Let's see.

Oh, it looks like the rep
is answering Iris's questions

about how to price mushrooms.

Wait a second.

A customer service rep
would work with Mercurius.

They'd know who they were. We
should probably get this to Jesse.

Oh hey, wait. You've
got a movie to get to.

You go. I'll take this.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, you go.

Okay, I appreciate it.

Good night, you two.

Mmmm.

Okay, buddy. I think I've...

finally got this figured out, okay?

Ha. Ready?

Okay, so this one here
that's food. Ready?

Bathroom!

That's...

- I don't know what's going on with this thing.
- Bathroom!

Everything is online now.

No pal.

It doesn't actually
mean go to the bathroom.

All right. Okay, yeah, we can go.

Easy, pal.

Any luck with Mercurius?

No, no contact yet. But I'm hopeful.

Jesse, any news on Starling9?

Well, they're really, really
good at hiding themselves.

I was doing some
thinking outside the box

and outside the dark web.

See, most people are
loyal to their usernames.

I mean, they start
using them even before

they know how to hide themselves online.

Tell me Starling9 is
one of these people.

I found the username attached to
an email in an old Reddit thread

discussing experimental pharma.

- And that told you who they are?
- Better than who. Where.

That same email is currently
using an IP address that I traced

to the wifi at a hookah bar
on Water Street right now.

- Well, we should go pay them a visit.
- If we do,

do you think we can try to
apprehend Starling9's laptop?

They're constantly answering
users' questions on Tempest's.

Which means there's a good chance

that they're logged in
to the site at the bar.

And if we can confiscate the
laptop while they're logged in,

then we can hopefully get in
through the back end of Tempest's Way

and find Mercurius.

Anybody on the dark web would be
suspicious of a police presence.

Unless a friendly dog throws them off.

A friendly dog and his
incognito police friend?

Sure.

I'm not wearing a wig though.

Okay, Charlie. Come in, Charlie.

Yeah, I hear you, Jesse.

How is the Rex Cam working?

Well, I am getting a clear
shot of the whole perimeter.

- Try to blend in.
- Apple, please.

Starling9 just answered
a question on the site.

Do you see anybody
typing on their laptop?

Yeah, I see somebody
right in front of me.

Okay, I am grabbing a screenshot

of her to run through our database.

Good. Come on, Rex.

What flavour?

- Apple.
- Ooh.

Taking off a point for that.

- How many points do I have?
- One less now.

Two if you don't stop flirting with me.

You just can't stop smiling at me.

What's your dog's name?

- Rex.
- Hi, Rex.

What a cutie.

Does your owner use you often
to help pick up strangers?

I don't need a dog to pick up.
Rex, do I need a dog to pick up?

Apparently, I do.

Ah, thanks pal.

He called you out, huh?

Oh, no. She has a USB kill switch.

Okay, as soon as she pulls the USB out,

the content on the laptop gets deleted.

That USB has to stay in or else
the whole operation's toast.

- Do you understand?
- So you've met Rex.

Charlie, and uh...

I'm...

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

He a problem?

Not really. Just a guy who
can't take no for an answer.

Okay, Charlie, don't go anywhere
without getting that laptop.

Listen, why don't you join Rex and I?

I wish I could.

Bye, Charlie.

Your dog!

Rex! Charlie!

Will you get him off me?

Okay, uh...

Starling9 just pulled the kill switch.

Detective Hudson. I'd like
to have a word with you.

Why am I here?

Because Eva Reed, username Starling9,

you work for Tempest's Way.

It's a dangerous website.
We want to shut it down.

Dangerous?

No, dangerous is the
police operating a sting

on a law abiding citizen.

You help traffic illegal drugs.

Not exactly the
definition of law abiding.

Unjust laws are not laws at all.

That's St. Augustine.

You're a libertarian.

Do I lose a point for that?

You know, you may think
as a customer service rep

that you have no responsibility
for what your employer does,

but you talked to this
woman here, Iris Cross.

Look at her.

Username magicmoonball3.

You helped her learn
how to use the site.

- It's not a crime to help people.
- No, it's not.

After you helped her,

she bought unregulated pills

and those pills killed her.

What?

Oh, no.

I remember this woman.

She was a sweetheart.

Oh, no.

Are you charging me with anything?

Help us.

We'll take it into consideration.

You tell us what you
know about Mercurius.

Charge me if you want

but I'm not interested
in helping the police.

Except if Rex wants a scratch.

We have a new problem, people.

An hour ago, Mercurius
posted this death threat

worth two hundred and fifty
thousand dollars in Bitcoin.

It's a hit on Eva?

The reward is for anyone
who eliminates her for good.

Mercurius says that
Eva's in police custody

divulging sensitive information.

- She hasn't divulged a thing.
- Doesn't matter.

He thinks she's flipped.

And now he wants her dead.

We need to protect Eva

from whoever might take
this post seriously.

Well I mean, it's the dark web.

Consider any and all
views potentially serious.

Right.

Mercurius said he was tipped off.

Crap. Guys.

Eva's been doxxed.

Mercurius just posted everything
an amateur hitman could want.

A photo of her, her address,

her driver's license, her arrest report.

The contract hit has
over a hundred views.

Should we move her to a cell?

No, arrest report means
we've likely been hacked.

We should assume that all cells and
safe houses have been compromised.

Yeah, we need a new, private
and secure location fast.

Hold on. What about your place Charlie?

Okay. A few ground rules
for your protection.

No going outside.

Turn your phone off. No electronics.

Can't risk a security breach.

And other than that, I don't know.

Make yourself at home.

Rules are not going to protect
me from a hitman's bullet.

No bullet is going to find you here.

Why do cops always exude hubris?

I don't know. Maybe it's
because they didn't teach us

Greek in the Academy, so we
just don't know any better.

Hey.

How many views has the post had?

You really want to know that?

You know, the site's grown really fast

but no one's ever put
a hit on it before.

I can't believe Mercurius would do this.

Allowing handgun and weapon sales?

Yeah, I believe that. But this?

That's why we want to shut it down.

Well maybe you will.

The question is, will
it be too late for me?

Look,

Rex and I are going to protect you.

Okay? We've got a
surveillance team in place.

They're in the van outside.

- What do you think about her?
- Hmm?

Well, I read her posts.

She definitely drank
the Tempest KoolAid.

She must have.

Mercurius puts a hit out on her life

and she still hasn't given him up.

Yeah, I don't know maybe
she doesn't know who he is.

I think there's more to it than that.

Okay, thanks.

Just let me know if anything changes.

Any news from your cop friends?

Uh everything's fine. There's
nothing to worry about, but,

the sooner we catch this guy,

the sooner you're free to go.

So why don't you tell
me about Mercurius?

You ever off the clock?

What's that thing?

- Hey.
- That?

This is some toy Rex saw on TV.

It's supposed to like help him talk.

- If it worked.
- Aww.

Poor Rex.

Your human doesn't even know
how to program a simple toy.

Well, okay. Rex, let's try
this again. Come here, pal.

Ready? Food.

Bathroom!

That's impressive.

No, pal. I didn't mean to...

Uhhh okay.

Just one sec.

I'll be back.

Yeah, I know, Camilla.

When in doubt, order takeout.

That's your solution
to everything, I know.

You know what, honey? I've got to go.

_

Thanks.

What's your price for the website?

_

A billion?

Who does he think he is?

Your website

is not worth that yet.

_

_

Then you need my help.

I have resources.

_

_

Congratulations, Janus.

You have entered the
inner circle of trust.

Okay.

- Hey Eva, what did I say about ?
- Relax.

I'm just finishing the job you started.

I fixed the glitch.

What is free choice, Charlie?

I think I liked it better
when it just said bathroom.

I'll put the app on your phone.

Then you can adjust it from anywhere.

- Is that really something I have to do?
- Yes.

You can watch me do it.

You and your dog have
a special relationship.

But he needs a voice too.

- Hmm.
- Food!

Impressive.

How much time did you
spend on Tempest, Charlie?

- Not longer than I needed to.
- That's a shame.

If you had, you'd have
seen the good in it.

I saw how a good woman died because
she was sold lethal pills on it.

How many people have died
because of the war on drugs?

More than one Iris.

Still doesn't make it right.

No.

But it doesn't compare, not to the
millions of families ripped apart

or the communities
broken all in the name

of getting drugs off the street.

You think that Tempest's
Way solves that?

The lack of law and order on that site

allowed a hit to be place on
your head with relative ease.

The site wasn't always like that.

Ads for guns and hard drugs

only started in the last little while.

Okay, well, however it happened,

it's out of control now.

Look, I... I see that you believe in it.

Here's your chance.

You want to tell me why?

My brother has depression.

His whole life.

Just when he thought
he was getting better,

he lost everything.

His job.

His friends.

And I was scared that
I was going to lose him.

And we tried everything.

But microdosing psilocybin worked.

So you were a customer on the site

before you started working for it.

Something like that.

I didn't know Iris as
much more than a username

and I am sorry that she died.

But when the world abandoned my brother,

Tempest saved him.

Okay, I get that.

- But it's not going to stop you, is it?
- No.

Oh!

Okay. Uh, they're kissing.

We should look away. But...

I don't know. I mean, we're
supposed to be monitoring it.

That shouldn't be happening.

- Yeah.
- I mean, Jesse,

she's a witness.

Hang on.

It's Donovan. Hey.

I've made contact with Mercurius.

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, but now I'm
locked out of the site.

That's not great. Okay,
let me check. One second.

_

That's weird.

Yeah, the whole site's down.

Charlie.

I'm sorry. I really didn't think...

This is a weird day all around.

Grab Rex. Rex, get her out of here!

Ahhh.

Ughh!

Uhh!

Ahhh!

Ahh!

Uhhh!

Ughhh!

Aghhh!

You're under arrest.

- How are you feeling?
- Nausea's worse.

Everything's blurry.

Must be a reaction to the smoke.

We should get you to the hospital.

I'm going to follow you in the car.

Rex, stay with Eva.

She still needs police protection.

Go on, pal.

Take care of her, pal.

What did the intruder have
to say when you cuffed him?

He said that he saw the
post on Tempest's Way.

That doesn't explain
how he knew Eva was here.

Yeah.

Think somebody could have
followed us from the station?

- No, we would have spotted a tail.
- Hey, guys.

No one was following us, it was Eva.

She must have been in a hurry if she
didn't bother covering her tracks.

She logged in using your
laptop to launch a DoS,

a denialofservice attack on Tempest.

That gave away her location.

She said she was just
programming Rex's toy.

That was obviously just a cover.

Why cyberattack Tempest now?

A DoS attack could mean
revenge on Mercurius.

Or I don't know, a
way to disable the site

- so that no one could see the hit?
- If that was the plan,

- then why didn't she just tell us?
- No idea.

But Donovan made contact with Mercurius.

The answer could be there somewhere.

- I'm heading back there now.
- Yeah, I've got to catch an ambulance.

Okay.

Hey.

I just logged in to Tempest.
When did it get back online?

About ten minutes ago.

And Mercurius messaged
me as soon as it did.

Sorry. Had to combat
a DoS attack by CoF.

Nuisance will be gone soon.

What does that mean,
Jesse? In English this time?

But the DoS attack was by Eva.

CoF isn't standard lingo.

Oh, no way.

- Jesse.
- We have a problem.

Eva isn't just a customer service rep.

- She's Tempest's Way's cofounder.
- What?

She was lying to us, Charlie.

That's why she wouldn't
give up Mercurius

or any information to help us.

Because the website's hers too.

She doesn't want us to shut it down.

So why does her
co-founder want her dead?

I'll ask her for you.

I just found the ambulance.

I know, pal.

She fooled me too. Let's
get you out of there.

Eva's on the run.

Charlie, you're on speaker
phone. The entire team is here.

If she ran, I guess
she's feeling better.

Why escape police protection
after an attempt on your life?

She's facing a long prison
term for founding that website.

She was willing to go
to jail for a lot less.

We need to figure out why
she attacked her own website.

Well, a DoS attack is
like a giant pause button.

It buys you time but it's
not a permanent solution.

- Huh.
- In my experience,

there's only two reasons kingpins fight.

Turf and money.

I'd go with money. Look
at those commissions.

I don't know.

What are you thinking, Charlie?

Eva was moonlighting as
a customer service rep

helping people like Iris.

I don't think it's about
getting rich for her.

No, no, no. It is for Mercurius.

He told me that his
revolution is worth a billion.

They're wrestling for control.

Mercurius wants to expand and get rich

and Eva just wants to help
people like her sick brother

get access to the drugs that they need.

But that's if you believe her.

Huh.

Do me a favour. Can you find
the address of Finn Reed?

- Who's he?
- Eva's brother.

She said he's the
reason she got involved

in the website in the first place.

1818 Glengowan's Way.

Keep us posted.

Wow wow. Okay!

Yes, I... Wow, um...

We have to go. I'll explain in the car.

I told you. I haven't seen Eva.

- You're sure?
- She hasn't been by in a while.

Maybe a few weeks?

Don't open that.

There's just fishing rods and...

Good find, pal.

I'm guessing Rex just
sniffed out Eva's gobag.

Let's see. Passport.

Huh?

Yeah.

Not seeing those fishing rods though.

Come on, Finn.

I don't want to charge you as
an Accessory After the Fact.

Don't ask me to sell out my sister.

Hey. Hey, big guy.

You like attention, hey, bud?

Rex is sensitive to people
under mental distress.

Yeah? Must have been all over Eva.

He was.

Because you're not the
only one that's sick.

- Eva is too.
- Yeah.

That's why she founded Tempest.

So you said a DoS attack

makes a website more vulnerable

- to data leaks, yeah?
- Yes.

Yes, that's how I found the server.

Without Eva or Mercurius catching you?

Well, I mean, the site's code is good.

It's not impenetrable.

Some of it leaked
after Eva's DoS attack.

So I found the IP address.

Led to here.

That's Charlie.

- Hey.
- Hey, Sarah.

Eva's brother Finn just told me

that Eva's at the
Terra Nova Data Centre.

Yeah, we're here too.

Jesse tracked the server.
We're about to go inside.

Eva's after the server.

Okay. If she's here, we'll find her.

Oh.

Maybe I spoke too soon.

Anybody got any bright ideas?

Well, we had to have
learned something about dogs

working with Rex all these years.

Yeah, well, Rex is
not the snarling type.

Okay. Rex does love a good
scratch behind the ears.

Maybe if we...

No no no no. I take that back.

Charlie said that Rex likes jazz.

Maybe I can pull up
something on my phone.

Wait, guys. Yes.

It's food.

It's always food.

Okay. Um...

- Oh boy.
- Here you go.

Come on.

Come here.

Track it.

Each server is attached
to a specific IP.

So once we match the address
I have to the server...

- Game over?
- Exactly.

Cadence.

Wait, that's him! Mercurius!

Stop! Police!

I'll take that.

- It's empty.
- Yeah. We're all too late.

You're not one for goodbyes are you?

Say, if you and I met
in a bar somewhere,

some other time, how
would that go, Charlie?

I'd let you buy me a drink.

I bet you would.

I talked to Finn.

He's not the only one
who needs psilocybin.

Why didn't you tell me?

I had to save something
for the next time

we're locked in a house together.

I didn't lie to you, Charlie.

Finn did lose everything.

What about you?

I'm myself again.

The world isn't just a giant fog.

I won't let you shut Tempest down.

That site is too important

to too many people.
It has to stay online.

I can regulate it. No more diet pills.

- No more weapons.
- Why wasn't it regulated from the start?

Max! Mercurius!

We had rules when we started.

But once the money started coming in,

nothing else seemed to matter to him.

Is the server in your bag?

It's safest with me.

I'm not just here for the server, Eva.

You know I've got to take you in too.

You think they'll let me
microdose in prison, Charlie?

Because I don't.

We'll figure something out.

According to what's best for me?

Or according to what your laws allow?

We'll figure it out.

The drop from here's
only about a 100 feet.

A human can survive
a free fall from 186.

A dog though can't.

If I jump, and you follow,

will Rex know to stay back?

Tell them you never found me.

Damn.

For a second there I thought maybe.

Ughh!

SJPD! Drop your weapon!

Rex! Don't let her get away!

Rex!

Ughh!

Here, take it!

Goodbye Rex.

Eva?

Eva!

Rex, track the shooter. Go on!

Come on.

- I was creating a new world order.
- Right, get in the car.

You're going to jail
for a long time, Max.

Charlie. I'm glad you
and Rex are all right.

At least you were there

to make sure that the
shooter didn't get away.

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

- Hey, Jesse.
- Yeah.

- Here's the server.
- Ah, thank you.

Yeah, we'll get the
evidence we need off of this

and shut down Tempest's
Way for good, huh?

So I called in a dive team, Charlie.

Yeah, I probably should
have stayed with her.

Hey. There's nothing you or
any of us could have done.

Okay?

Jesse, I think I'm
going to ride with you.

Sure. Trust my driving?

I trust my driving.

You want me to ride with you and Rex?

Yeah.

Let's go, pal.

Food!

Oh.

No more infomercials for us, pal.

Here you go.

How about that drink some time, Charlie?

How about that drink some time, Charlie?

Next time on Hudson & Rex...

Luka!

It is good to see you
come as advertised, son!

We all know this play.

Alcohol and testosterone do not mix.

Especially when you add jealousy

and the loss of 50 grand.

The team is devastated by
this unfortunate accident

and that is what it is,

an accident.

You know Thomas Ming?

Enough to know he had nothing
to do with Luka's murder.

Well, I never said it was a murder.

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