All language subtitles for Pretty Hard Cases s03e10 Creatures of Habit.eng

I want an improv wedding.

And I’m gonna buy that amazing
dress I saw at Holt’s

the other day in the window.

So this lawyer friend Ro

went into your work files,

got the name of our confidential
informant in order to what?

Protect her childhood friend,
Jenn Diamante...

...who may be the
real mastermind behind the Purple Rain empire.

So we set a trap.
We suggested

an imaginary informant, CI-1191,

was being transported to our
safe house at 171 Locke Street.

(struggling sounds)

Jenn and Ro were
the only ones that knew

the location of
the fake safe house.

Whatever gang
they’re working with,

they’ve got some serious
fire power.

We gotta find out who, and fast.

Jake! Jake!

Our suspects
for Jake’s murder.

Krish Kharche
and Tuesday Frank,

both of whom we believe
are working with Jenn,

and both of whom were arrested
based on Jake’s intelligence.

They’re charging Naz...
with second-degree murder.

(door buzzer ringing)

(exhaling deeply)

It’s probably the Purple Rain
I slipped into your drink

a while ago.

Woo!

I gave you too much.
Relax, relax...

(breathing heavily)

(uptempo music)

(breathing deeply)

(yelling)

I will kill you!

(screaming)

Wake up! Wake up!

(panicked panting)

(door slams)

Okay, can anyone identify

the sketch of this thug
who Watts escaped from?

Actually, I prefer evaded.

Just gives a little more
credence to my ingenuity.

Nothing yet.

Nothing on the Metropolitan
police databases,

nothing on the RCMP.
Nobody recognizes this guy.

Okay! Watts, take a breath.

(breathing deeply)

That’s good. Look at me.
- Okay.

Do you remember anything?
Anything at all

from these people that
you escaped... eluded from?

- Evaded.
- Evaded!

It’s alright. Um, yes.
Well, like I said,

uh, he was rough,
he was very strong,

but they were all
really super mean.

Okay, they were super mean,
um... but did they say anything?

Like, any names.
Literally anything.

Did they sneeze? Were they sick?
Did they smell?

No. But they were
really messy.

Like I keep telling you,
there was a lot of trash

in the back of the van.
- Right, right, right...

Food wrappers, water bottles,
but anything specific?

Hang on a sec.

(indistinct chatter)

Yes. Yes. I found this
in the back of the van.

There were like 16 of these
rolling around with me

on the floor.

That means that...
this guy...

is likely a regular at this
sandwich establishment.

But that could be any sandwich
from anywhere in the city.

(sniffing)

Not any sandwich.

We’re looking for
chicken parm, baby.

See? Best nose
in the business.

Okay...
Italian sandwich shops.

Let’s do a Toggle image search.

Hmm...

Hmm, hmm...

Hmm!

Oh, wow. Those all look
really good.

Terzo’s Subs, they’re great.

Chicken Parm Palace,
that’s my Saturday go-to.

You can get a large and--

Okay, we don’t need
the play-by-play

of all the places
you’ve ever eaten.

Oh, look!
The green and white wrapper.

You don’t see that often.

There it is!
Giuseppe’s Sandwich Truck.

Looking good, too.

Who knew that your useless
knowledge of street food

would become so useful.
Okay, guys, go check it out.

- Boom.
- Like, right now.

- Yeah.
- Yeah. Okay.

Listen, if you hear anything,
call us that second, okay?

Nice work.

(sighs)
- It’s great.

So are you two inviting
those guys to the wedding?

Uh, I’m gonna
lend them a hand.

Okay so, if you invite Chase,

you’re gonna have
to invite Watts.

It doesn’t matter,
’cause the wedding’s canceled.

What? Kel,
what are you talking about?

’Cause there’s just so much
going on right now,

this isn’t the right time.

Okay...

As long as it’s not
your usual cold feet?

My usual cold feet?

Wow... No, it’s not that, Sam.

It’s not cold feet. It’s just
we need to focus on Naz.

And it’s not just that,
it’s-it’s my mother,

it’s the planning,
it’s everything.

I just can’t deal
with it right now.

But I promise you,

it’s not because
of cold feet, okay?

Yeah.

(door buzzer ringing)

Hey...

How are you doing?
- Good.

Hangin’ in.
- Good.

So they’ve got you
in segregation?

Yeah. Yeah, no roomies.
(chuckles)

It’s cool, though, ’cause, uh...

Well, the place is actually
bigger than my apartment.

Listen, um... thanks for coming.

It’s okay.
We’re gonna figure it out.

But just so you know...

we’ve had our eyes and ears
on Jenn Diamante all week,

and she’s our primary suspect.

Have you found anything yet?
- Not yet, but...

we’re getting there.
If we can get Jenn,

we can get you out of here.

- Okay.
- Okay.

So, Sam, I can’t, like...
uh... I can’t sleep.

I feel like I’m stuck
in that night, you know,

but there’s all these big chunks
that are missing.

And I just keep thinking
and I just keep thinking,

and it’s like you’re trying
to remember the worst

but most important
dream of your life.

I’m trying to remember music--

- Okay...
- ...noises, anything.

Listen, maybe you should stop
playing it over and over

again in your head.
- I actually think I’ve come up

with some new ideas.

Jake was waiting
on a bag of money, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- What if somebody found out

that he was getting paid,
and they came for that cash?

Okay.

I got this, okay?

I’m gonna take care of it.

(indistinct chatter)

Extra napkins
in the bag, okay?

Take it easy.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Hey, guys.
- Are you Giuseppe Lazarro,

the owner of this fine
establishment?

Yeah, I am. Can I help you?

- I’m Detective Chase.
- I’m, uh, Detective Watts.

Have you seen...
- ...this man before?

Nope.

No clue.

So unless you wanna order,
I’ve got some work to do here.

Sure, you hungry?
- Starving.

Yeah, we’ll order.
Hey, you mind if I take

a picture of the menu,

just to send it to the guys
in the office?

- Yeah, go ahead.
- Alright. Thanks.

(Chase): I will take a...
bap, bap, bap, chicken parm,

yeah, and you can hold
the peppers.

What kind of bun
do you use there? Ciabatta?

(camera shutter clicks)
That’d be good. Love a ciabatta.

On one side, make sure
there’s no parm, okay?

And on the other side,
extra onions, if you have them?

Pickled is best.

What about some extra sauce,
too? That’d be great.

Are you messing with me?

That’s a really good question,
my friend.

You see that picture there,
the one, uh... above the...

What is that? Cheese?
- I think it’s a meatball sub.

The one above
the meatball sub, there. That’s a very real picture

of a very real kidnapper,

in a very real embrace with you.

- Huh?
- So...

Care to tell us what you really
know about him, now?

Or do you wanna talk about it
at a very real police station?

It’s up to you.

- Really.
- Really.

Okay, according to
Mr. Sauce and Mr. Cheese,

our bad guy, Alex Tirasov,

is Giuseppe’s step-brother.

Alex has been forcing Giuseppe
to launder money

through the food truck.
- For who?

George Petrovich.

Head of the Russian mob?

Yup!

We reached out
to Organized Crime,

showed them a picture
of Alex Tirasov,

and they confirmed
he is Petrovich’s bodyguard.

They had a whole intelligence
file on the both of them.

So if Jenn is using members
of the Russian mob

to kidnap our fake CI...

Then she went from
middling drug dealer

to an associate of one
of the largest drug syndicates

in the country.

Maybe that’s the big client

Tuesday owed the drug
shipment to.

Mm-hmm.
And the Russians supply

all of North America.

So we need to stop Jenn
before she produces a new batch.

Alright, we need
to divide and conquer.

You two look into the Russians,

see if you can trace them back
to Jenn or Purple Rain.

Meanwhile, you, find out
how much Ro knows

about Jenn’s criminal ties.

If your friendship
got us into this,

maybe it can get us out.

(doorbell ringing)

Sam! Hi!

Were we supposed to meet?

No, but I need to talk
to you right now.

Okay... I have court, so...

Well, you don’t,
because I called your assistant

and you don’t have
a meeting till two, so...

Why are you talking
to my assistant?

Sam...

Did you ever go
to that follow-up appointment

after your MRI?
Are you okay?

Mm-hmm, I’m okay.

But you’re not.

Ro, you need to distance
yourself from Jenn Diamante.

(scoffs)
- Jenn?

What? Why?

Because we believe she killed

our police informant,
Jake Mardy.

That’s insane.

Jenn didn’t kill anyone.
What are you talking about?

I’m telling you this
because you’re my friend.

Jenn Diamante
is a drug dealer.

And if you’re helping her
in any way,

and I mean it, in any way,
then you need to stop right now.

Jenn was at the house
the night Jake Mardy was killed.

Jake Mardy, the koi fish
loving drug dealer

that I told you about.

He was killed on June 29th.

Now that’s the same night
that you and Jenn were together.

The night we went
to Remington’s?

- Mm-hmm.
- I’m sorry,

are you accusing me
of something here?

’Cause I showed you
the video. Remember?

- Yeah.
- Do you want to see it again?

I can show it to you again.

I don’t need to see it again.
I just need you to tell me

why you changed clothes from
Kelly’s place to the strip club?

What are you,
the fashion police?

No, I’m the actual police.

If you want me to help you,

you gotta tell me the truth.

We should probably sit down.

Okay, so I’ve been helping Jenn

get out of things
her entire life.

Honestly, I...

You know, I thought she’d
finally gotten it together.

And I was proud of her.
- Okay. What happened?

Okay.

God, you’re gonna hate me.

(sighing)
Okay...

Do you remember
Kelly’s engagement party?

That cop showed up with a file?

Jenn and I went upstairs
because Jenn was super drunk.

But as soon as we got upstairs,
she just...

dropped the drunk act
and she asked me to listen

at the door while she took
pictures of the file.

Did you ask her why?

Like, I don’t know,
it was just...

It just felt like
a stupid joke or a dare...

Okay. Where did you go
after you left?

We came back here.
We were just watching TV,

and we put on sweatpants, and
I tried to get her to go to bed,

but she just wanted
to keep drinking.

And... she went out.

What time?

It was like... 12.

And then what did you do?

I went to sleep.

I was out cold by the time
she came in and woke me up.

She actually...
scared the shit out of me

because she ran into my bathroom
and she slammed the door,

and then she wouldn’t
come out until I brought her some clothes,

and she... she kept saying
that she’d thrown up on herself,

but when she came out,
she was like, like...

like, just like... dead-eyed.

And she said that she...

got in a fight,

and some guy
was harassing her at a bar,

and she had punched him
one too many times.

Okay. What bar was that?

She couldn’t remember.
- Mm...

So she said she was afraid
of getting an assault charge

and could I help her come up
with a story.

An alibi.

This is really...

This is making me look
really bad right now.

So bad!
- It’s okay, you’re doing good.

Keep going.
- Uh...

Yeah, so I-I just,
I got on my phone

and I found an old video of us
at Remington’s

and I figured if I just
posted it,

it would look like
we were there, at that moment.

And then we could change
into the clothes we were wearing

in the video and I could get
Valentino to vouch for us,

’cause he owed me.

So you went
and you showed your faces.

We got back here around 4:30.

And I paid him $1,000 to say
that we were there all night.

And then, what did Jenn do
with her clothes

when she was on her own?

I said that
we should wash them,

but she said not to bother

and she just threw them
in the garbage on her way out.

Has it been picked up yet?

Intelligence says
this bath house

is a hangout
for the Russian mob.

There’s George Petrovich
and his bodyguard.

My God, are these people
gonna go into this banya

or are they gonna argue like
an old married couple all day?

Well, if that’s the way
you feel about marriage,

no wonder you canceled
the wedding.

What?!

We agreed on this together!

It wasn’t the right time.
I didn’t cancel it--

- I’m teasing you!
- Are you, though?

Yes.

(sighs)

Having my mother back
in the picture...

Maybe it’s triggered some
messed up genetic... pattern,

like... habitually running
away from commitment.

And what if that’s
what’s going on?

Maybe it is.

We won’t know
until we reschedule.

And we’ll see if you leave me
hanging at the altar.

(scoffs)

You keep talking like that...

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Here we go. Here we go.

You distract the bodyguard,
I’ll go after Petrovich.

Time to go make a deal.

See if we can offer George
Petrovich something he wants.

(beatboxing)

(bell dinging)

Hey, man.
I need to speak to Petrovich.

He’s busy.

Oh, I think he’ll wanna hear
what I have to say.

Recognize the snitch you lost?

(traditional Russian music)

(men moaning and speaking
indistinctly)

Um, sorry to bother y’all,
but is one of y’all Mr. Minsky?

- No.
- No?

Well... he’s 20 minutes late
for his massage, so...

I’m happy to offer it
to one of y’all

if you want his spot.
I hate a no-show.

You go ahead, take it.

Maybe she can massage
that brain of yours.

I’ll be in the steam room.

Go ahead.

Can you put a bit more oil,
please?

Okay.

Um...

Here we go.

Oh, yeah!
- Okay...

Let’s see if we can
loosen you up.

Oh, geez!

So who are you?

Uh, I’m Big Noise.

Out of Montreal.

Why do you have
the snitch then?

Word is, he’s from here,
Toronto.

I have people working
for me there.

People working for me here.

(chuckles)

You have snitches
that work for you?

I didn’t know it at the time.

Came to me for forgiveness

after your boys grabbed him
and lost him.

He was begging for protection.

Hoping to get taken back
into the fold.

Never happened.

He was working with the police.

Cannot be trusted again.

So I figure...

I’ll give you what you want.

A snitch.

And what do you want,
Mr. Big Noise?

The Purple Rain I’m owed.

What makes you think
I have this Purple Rain?

You were willing
to kidnap a snitch

to keep him from
talking about it.

Makes me think you have
a stake in it.

Or you’re working
with somebody who does.

Hmm...

I wanna see the informant.

I wanna see the Purple Rain.

It’s a simple trade.

You come with me?

You seem very tense.

Do you feel disrespected
by your boss, maybe?

Uh...

You know, I’m not gonna
deny that.

Huh...

(gasping)

- Alex!
- Huh?

Get dressed.

- What?
- Now!

Okay, okay.

Let me guess.

Is that him?

Yeah.

I’m just saying,
that was pretty rude.

Don’t let him punk you.

Ro...

Did you know that Jenn
was involved with Purple Rain?

No.

And it was just a coincidence

that Tuesday was
represented by your firm?

No. Jenn said she had
this friend who was in trouble

who couldn’t afford a lawyer.

And you didn’t know that
Jenn and Tuesday

were involved with
the Russian mob?

Are you kidding me? I...

Oh, my God, no, I...

Sam...

Is that blood?

No, no.

Shit!

(Ro breathing heavily)

(crying)

(phone buzzing)
- Hey... you okay?

Hey.
- Diamante’s on the move, girl.

The sourpuss is on her way
to the spa.

Looks like she’s headed
through to the back.

Just text me the address.

Hold your position.
Do you understand me?

You got it.

What is going on?
I am not supposed to be out

in the world.
What is the problem?

We won’t talk about it here.

(keypad beeping)

(doorknob rattles)

(sighs)

Ms. Jennifer, she promised me
a lot of Purple Rain, too.

And like you...

I didn’t get it.

I told you it was
out of my hands.

The police confiscated it.

Oh... many excuses, this one.

Why did you bring me here?
I thought

everything was under control.

Your Tuesday is making
a big fuss,

saying the drugs
aren’t going to be good.

You need to manage them.
You hear?

I won’t let either of you
out of my sight

until I get what I paid for.

Him too!

Yeah. I’m owed some.

By Krish.

Oh! No, no, no, no.

I mean, you are not leaving
my sight either,

until I get what I need.

The snitch.

So here... call somebody.

Make it happen.

Hmm?

Ah, yes!

(phone buzzing)

Hello?
- Yeah.

I need you to bring our guy
to the Russian Banya on Dupont.

Got it?
- Yeah, I’m on it.

I’m trying to find
my way to you.

We need backup.
- Yeah.

On the way.
- Good.

Now... do you have
something to show me?

You bet.

This way.

(indistinct chatter)

Wow! You been busy.

You think Montreal
is the only city with a market?

Vancouver, Edmonton.

I’ve got clients all
over the country,

waiting for this miracle buzz.

Tuesday is helping my genius
nephew Ivan to make it for us.

(scoffs)
- Ivan isn’t a genius.

He doesn’t know how to do math.

That’s because it’s not math,
it’s chemistry.

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

(beeping)

I’m sorry.
What is the problem here?

Well, you people are asking me
to use substandard equipment,

and this drug doesn’t work if
you mess with the process. I--

Tuesday. Shut up.

Look, they’re
perfectionists, okay?

The drugs are top quality.

They are perfectly fine unless
some idiot takes too much.

So we test it, yes?

To prove the product is good.

Alex, you try.

Alex. You do what I say.

No, I’m not doing it.

(tense music)

(clanging)

Try it. Now.

No. I’m not your dog.

You’re right.

A dog is smart.
A dog is loyal.

You try it!

No.

(grunting)

Stop, stop it! I’ll do it.

Time to move on.

(sniffing)

Now, can I focus
so that we can get out of here?

Thank you.
Can we get this done?

How much do I have to give you
for this guy?

Two kilos. What I paid for.

Two kilos for a life, huh?

I would’ve thought five.

Oh, damn it. They’re ODing.

Police! Get your hands up.

Move, move, Alex!
- Stop!

Gimme your phone!
I gotta call an ambulance.

Go, go, go, go!

Stop! Police!

(grunting)

(tires screeching)

(groaning)

(tires screeching)

Kelly!

(gunfire)

(tires screeching)

Hands where I can see them!
Hands where I can see them!

(sirens wailing)
- Out of the car.

Get out of the car now!

Hands up. Out of the car.

Both of you. Now.
- Get out!

Jenn Diamante, you’re under
arrest for the murder of Jake Mardy.

And for making
and selling Purple Rain.

Turn around.

Turn around! Now!

(soft music)

I didn’t mean for it
to go like this.

(distant sirens wailing)

How’d it happen?

I started...

buying chemicals
from Jenn’s store

to make Purple Rain,

and then she figured me out,

and I thought she was gonna
turn me in,

but she wanted to partner.

(scoffs)

And she took on
all the business.

I just had to make the stuff.

And then when she got me
out of jail,

she told me
that I owed her and...

I didn’t want to do it anymore.

But yeah, she had Petrovich’s
crew pick me up,

and then they’ve had me working
in the lab ever since.

Tuesday, do you think
Jenn Diamante’s capable of killing someone?

(indistinct chatter)

Well, a month ago, I would’ve
answered that differently but...

Now, uh...

Yeah.

(indistinct chatter)

(engine starts)

You didn’t have
to come get me.

Oh, you wanted to ride
the subway?

(soft music)

- Hey.
- Hey.

Hi! Hi! Oh, my...

I-I didn’t expect
to see you so soon.

Yeah, I uh, I didn’t feel like
sitting in my apartment.

I just wanted to come by
and say thanks.

Oh yeah.

Yeah.

(gasps)
- Hey, the man of the hour!

Yes! Gang, gang, gang, gang!

(laughing)
Welcome back.

Hey.

Thanks for everything.

Any time.

(Dack): There’s DNA and
evidence, that’s the science.

But the art is at play here.

Anything yet?

Still has not opened
her mouth.

(whispering): Watch this.

Admit it!

Admit it!

You tried to make a deal
with this drug peddling Jake

to keep him quiet, but you got
greedy. She got greedy!

(Sarah): Got greedy.
- Greedy!

You took the money yourself,

and then you thought
you could take him out.

I’m not speaking
until my lawyer arrives.

Ro Wells.
Can you call her, please?

Oh, Ms. Diamante...

Ro Wells isn’t representing you.

Mm-mm. You have
a court-appointed legal aid

who graduated from law school
a year ago.

And right now, he’s in
the bathroom down the hall

with a really, really
bad case of diarrhea,

because you are his first
cold-blooded killer client,

and he is terrified at the
thought of representing you.

I didn’t kill anyone.

Call Ro Wells.

- Ro Wells can’t be your lawyer.
- Mm-mm.

You know why? She’s a witness.

And when the DNA evidence
comes back from the clothes,

the clothes you left
in Ro’s garage,

the clothes covered
in Jake Mardy’s blood,

you’re going down.

Oh God, you know what,
I’ve always had this funny feeling about Jenn.

I didn’t really like her,
but I just thought it was ’cause, like, I was jealous.

You know, the same way
that you were jealous of my friendship with Ro?

Nope. Never that.

Yeah, you were,
like a tiny bit.

Not even a tiny bit.
- Like a little bit?

Not even a smidgen.
- I think you were.

(chiming)
- What was that?

Oh gosh, yeah,
that’s just, like, my watch.

It’s this step app.
It makes that sound every time I hit 10,000 steps.

- Can you do it again?
- Well, no, I can’t do it again

’cause then I’d have
to hit 10,000 steps, why?

That was the same
chime sound I heard

at Jake’s grandmother’s house.

I thought it was a phone
ring or something.

Oh boy. I know that look.

Naz remembers the sound
of a fitness ring

closing on a watch
from that night.

Jenn doesn’t have
a fitness watch, however...

Ro does.
- Yeah.

(sighing)

I-I need you to look into the
metadata of a Vigortrax app,

registered to 416-555-0139.

I’m gonna need the exact
locations tracked

on June 29th,
from 11 pm ’til 4 am.

Yeah, I’ll hold.

(doorbell ringing)

- Hi!
- Hey!

Hi! How’s it going?
Oh my God, look at this!

Where are you going?

I, uh, I actually booked

a little beach vacation
last minute, you know.

- Mmm!
- This week has been a lot,

so I just figured I needed
to reset, process everything.

Did you say a little beach
vacation? Isn’t that--

You know what, that’s what
we should do. I’d love to go on a beach vacation!

I think we should both go
on that together.

But you, however, I don’t think

you’re gonna be going
on that any time soon.

Wait, what are you
talking about?

I... I gave you my statement.
You know how you can reach me. It’s a short trip.

You know what? We also have
access to your GPS tracker

and your step app,
and according to that,

you were at Jake Mardy’s
grandmother’s house

the night that Jake was...
(Kelly and Sam): Murdered!

Wow, so...

Jenn must have put
my watch on that night.

You said it. You said it!
- That’s what I said!

Did I call it? Did I call it?
- Yes, yes, yes, yes!

So remember what I said?
So you think that Jenn’s DNA is gonna be on the watch, right?

Well, here’s the funny thing
about those bloody clothes that she left in your garbage. Mmm...

Jake’s DNA 1,000 percent
was on it.

Jenn’s however, mm-mm.
Nowhere to be found.

I don’t understand.

Ooh! You know why
she doesn’t understand?

I’m gonna tell you why.
- Yeah.

’Cause it’s
a little bit tricky.

So just, you know,
let me break it down for you.

So, we just need you
to focus up,

so stay with us here,

let’s just see
how this tracks out.

We are thinking
that you and Jenn

went to Jake’s house together,

and Jenn was paying him off
to keep quiet,

and you went along for backup.

Yeah. So then you go inside
together and you see

that Jake is all messed up on
drugs, but you’re smart, right?

And boy, are you ruthless.
I mean, Jake’s a snitch.

Why would you trust this guy
to just disappear?

And why would you give anything
to this weasel?

Right? Why not just get rid of
him and just take the money?

So then guess what you do?

You kill him
in your own clothes,

and then you just lap dance
your way into an alibi!

You know what? I know,
I feel for you.

This is a little bit shocking,

isn’t it?
- Shocker...

Let me know
if I’m getting this right.

You distract us with a song and
dance of how Jenn killed Jake

in clothes that you lent her

while we’re off
running DNA tests.

Yeah, let your sketchy friend
Jenn take the fall.

You skip town, then you go live
off the money

that the both of you
were putting into an offshore account.

We do good? Hot? Cold?
You know what?

It doesn’t matter.
- Why not?

Because the DNA’s
gonna prove everything.

(both): Right!
- Sam. Sam, listen to me.

Do you even hear what you’re
saying right now? This is...

Like, this is insane.
I told you everything that you needed to know about Jenn.

We’re friends, I trusted you.

You know what, Ro? I, um...

...almost trusted you, but
thank God I know what a real friendship looks like!

Ay!
- Me!

Or else I would’ve been
really upset! Yeah!

Ro Wells, you are under arrest
for the murder of Jake Mardy.

(Sam): Hey, Kel, come upstairs,
please! Hurry!

Come on, what’s going on?

I’mma need you
to come downstairs,

’cause I got our traditional
end-of-the-case celebration awaiting us!

I got wine, I got chips,

I got dip,
I got my buffalo wings!

Oh my gosh. Where are you going
dressed like that?

Oh my gosh...

(scoffs)

Um... Wait, so does this mean
that I’m get... What?

Yeah. Unexpected
improv wedding, ’cause that’s what you asked for, right?

And Nathan’s getting ready,
so we gotta hurry.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Nathan is
here? Nathan is here?

Yeah, he’s here because
you guys are gonna, you know, get... married.

I’m... I’m speechless.

Are you speechless ’cause...
’Cause this is meddling?

Oh, yeah, this is
absolutely meddling.

This is like, this is like
mega meddling, Sam.

- I’m really, really sorry, Kel.
- Are you?

Yeah, no, I am. I just...

What I wanted to do,
what I was thinking I was going, I was just...

Wait, I just wanted to take away
all the stressful bits

and I wanted to leave you
all the amazing bits, and I’m just...

No, you were right, though.
- No, no--

- I should’ve told you.
- Just stop. Just stop!

No, no, you stop.

Because this,
this right here, Sam,

is the best meddling
that anybody could do for their best friend!

(excited screaming)

(both): Oh my God!

(screaming)

I’m getting married!
- Ah, ah, ah, ah!

Yay!

(indistinct murmuring)

(sighing)

We’re ready for you.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

You’re nervous.
- Oh, you know.

Just a little bit, little bit.

You know, if this is about
something other than nerves,

that’s okay.

Hot feet was always my cure
for cold feet.

If you want to run,
I won’t judge.

(scoffs)

I’ll even cover for you
as long as I can.

(sighing)

Why am I so afraid, Mom?

Nathan’s amazing.

You know, I was...

I was always afraid
of losing my independence.

Yep.

I guess I never felt
secure enough...

to be that...

with someone else.

But you don’t have
to be like me.

And you...

are my beautiful girl.

Thanks, Mom.

Hey.

Wow.

You guys look so dapper.
Really, really gorgeous.

- You too.
- Thank you.

- Yeah.
- How are you?

- Yeah, good.
- Good. Where’s Sarah?

I didn’t see her here.

Um... I, uh, I ended things

with both Sarahs, actually.

Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know.

Yeah, it’s fine. Really. Um...

I just felt like after
everything that has happened,

it’d be better
if I dealt with it alone.

Yeah.

Where’s Steve?

I’m here alone.
I mean, yeah, he’s not here.

Huh.

(indistinct chatter)

Well, I’m... I’m the best man.

But with another drink,

I’ll be an even better one.

You look lovely, Sam.
- Thank you.

You think he’s okay?

I don’t know.

You know, it doesn’t matter
right now,

because you...

have an exquisite looking woman
waiting for you.

(soft rhythmic music)

Wow.

Will you, Nathan and Kelly,

choose each other every day
from this day forward?

To be what the other needs

in life’s best
and worst moments,

through whatever may come?

To give grace to each other
as you grow older?

To find new reasons
to love each other every day?

(both): We do.

Dear family and friends,

help me celebrate
our newly-weds,

Mr. and Mrs. Nathan Greene
and Kelly Duff.

(cheering)

(rhythmic music)

Congratulations!

(cheering, applause)

(upbeat music)

(cheering)

Are you gonna do it?

Bae.

(whistling)

(cheering)

(laughing)

(cheering)

Oh, you smooth, you smooth!
Okay! I got you.

(cheering)

(grunting)

Ah!

(indistinct chatter)

- Oh!
- Come on, criss-cross.

Criss-cross!
(cheering)

Electric slide, this way!

(indistinct shouting)

Ah! Oh yeah, we made it,
we made it!

I gotta say. I usually think
weddings are pretty lame.

This one... no muss, no fuss.

(chuckling)

Might have to get you
to plan my party.

What party?

For my promotion
to Fugitive Squad.

For my investigation
into Adeline French.

You got a promotion?

Yeah! Isn’t it great? Woo!

That’s... Yep. Congratulations.

Badge bitches.
The Double Bs taking over the OCE.

Yeah! Woo.
- Woo-hoo!

Woo-hoo, yeah...

(indistinct chatter)

(soft guitar music)

I got good news and bad news.

Ooh, good news first, always.

Okay, well, I wasn’t
gonna say anything until everybody left, but...

I booked us a honeymoon...
- Mmm...

...in Saint Vincent.

Saint Vincent?
The place Adeline is hiding?

Okay, I thought the whole
purpose of a vacation was to get away from work?

It’s true.

But uh, we’ve been talking
about it so much,

I guess it just got stuck
in the craw.

Okay, so what’s the bad news?

I don’t think I can go.

What are you talking about?

It’s Naz.

(gasps)

I think he needs someone
right now,

and I’m pretty sure
that someone should be me.

I know...
- Ugh...

I want to run away with you
somewhere too.

Or you could go by yourself.

I mean, I know it’s not
conventional,

going on your honeymoon

without your man, but--
- No.

When have we ever been
conventional?

I know, but I just...

I’m not sure I want
a vacation alone.

However...

Hmm.

Did you know there are,
let’s see,

450 species of fish

just swimming around off
the coast of Saint Vincent?

Wow.

Yeah, there’s, uh,
lebranche mullet,

acoupa weakfish, fat snook,
swordspine snook--

Bet you can’t say that
three times fast.

Swordspine snook,
snore pine snook, snore pine sook--

Oh, it doesn’t matter.
(chuckling)

Why are you talking
about Saint Vincent?

Well, I was thinking
that you and your ex-BFF Ro,

you know, y’all bonded over fish
in the tank,

and I thought maybe you and I
could bond over fish,

I don’t know...
under the sea!

- I love it, sure, when?
- What are you doing tomorrow?

It doesn’t matter,
’cause Nathan’s taking you on a honeymoon.

Was... But he’s a little
worried about Naz, which I get.

Mm-hmm.

However, tickets are
not refundable. So...

Oh my God. Are you really
asking me...

Yes! Oh my God.
I do. I do with you!

You don’t have to make this...

Oh my gosh.
This is gonna be great.

We’re gonna do umbrella drinks.
Have you ever had one?

You’re deciding what
we’re gonna do on my trip?

Yeah. Kind of, I am. And then
also, we’re gonna do snorkeling.

We might even get
our scuba certificates.

- You’re planning it.
- A little bit, yeah.

Well, um, and we can find
Adeline French.

(gasping)
Charge the trip to...

(both): Fugitive Squad!

- Yes!
- You know what I’m saying?

Now I have the bad-ass boss.

Bad-ass married boss. Bad!

When are we leaving?
- Oh, God!

What are you doing here?

Oh, I was just taking a little
disco nap before my next set.

(laughing)
Yeah, big one coming up,

so I just really want
to make sure everybody’s having a good time.

- Cool, cool, yeah, cool.
- You know what else is cool?

- What?
- Having 2.3 million

frequent-flier points

and 19 weeks
of saved-up vacay.

So what, are we flying
into SVD, Kingstown?

Mmm...
- Hmm?

Ah, this is gonna be exciting!

I’m so pumped, can’t wait.

The three of us.
All three.

All three.
It’s gonna be the best.

It’s gonna be perfect,
I can’t wait.

You’ll be there,
you’ll be there. Yes! Ee-hee!

Did she just muscle her way
into our honeymoon?

Okay, well first of all,
it’s not our honeymoon,

let’s get that straight, okay?

- Well, it kind of is.
- How is it our honeymoon?

Shared room?
Is it a shared room?

- Well, it is a room...
- Is it a honeymoon suite?

So therefore,
it is a honeymoon!

...that we share!

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