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Previously on "Shoot the Messenger"...

HASSAN: This is what they
killed Khaalid for.

- What do you want?
- Fifty grand.

DAISY: It's Sam Charles.

Avril, what if she was some
kind of prostitute

or maybe she ran the call girls.

PHIL: If I find out that
you were involved

in this thing with the Somali kid

What the hell are you talking about?

I'm resigning from the Commission.

You're not serious.

I slept with Simon.

But he's in a committed relationship.

Wow, I am just like my mother, aren't I?

There is a kid all over
Khaalid's photo stream.

Harry was sending some pretty
threatening messages.

And he's been packed off to rehab.

So that's how you know Hassan,

he was your drug dealer.

No. We did the program together.

- Take me with you?
- It's too dangerous.

I love you.

PHIL: We got a trace on Hassan's
phone, he's in North Bay.

- We'll find him.
- Get it done.

[Waves Lap]

[Crow Caws]

JIM: Holy shit, is this real?

Yeah, it's real.

[Gasps In Disbelief]

[Worried Grunt]

50G's is a lot to ask
for a grainy video.

Even if it's the AG with some boy.

Some boy who was my friend,

who got killed because of this video!

All right, my boss isn't gonna fork over

that kind of scratch easily.
I gotta show him something.

You think I'm stupid?

I give you even a second of
this and you got your story.

Nah, I'm done with this.

All right, all right...
All right, all right.

Look just... gimme a coupla days.

You got two days. Or the deal's gone.

Cool.

[Door Slams]

Fuck.

[Keys Tap]

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LUTZ: Okay. You're a patient.
Gotta stay put, understand.

DAISY: I got it.

So if the Beauchamps wanted
to cover up a murder,

looks like they've got
the money to do it.

That's why Harry is so dangerous.

And it's pronounced
[English Accent] Beecham.

Seriously?

Wait here. I'll be back.

Wow.

[Door Slams]

[Alarm Beeps On]

Ooh. What's your name, little lady?

See you finally cracked that phone.

Oh. Hey. Yeah. Yeah.

Of course I did.

It took a couple days to get
the passcodes from Apple.

But you know. It's unlocked so...

Can't you just hack into it
with your geekdom?

Firstly, nerds like myself

really resent being called "geeks."

- Sorry.
- Just putting that out there.

Secondly, you want this
to be admissible, right?

Cause, you know, I could hack into it,

but then, you know, I don't think
the courts would smile fondly.

Translation of Avril's diary,

typed and cross-referenced
with the photos.

Nice work.

You must be swamped with Lutz away, huh?

Yeah. It's busy, for sure.

Yeah. If you need anything
else, you know...

Yeah?

I was just thinking that
I could go with you,

you know, when you do your rounds.

That's a nice try.

But the closest you're getting
to these women

is those copies you made for yourself.

What copies?

Seriously! Just check my computer!

Thanks for this.

I got a drop off for you -
Daisy Channing?

[Computer Keys Clack]

I'm sorry, nothing's coming up.

I sent an email yesterday.
Check it again.

[Computer Keys Clack]

There is nothing coming up. I don't
see a Daisy Channing anywhere...

Hey look, I just spent
two hours with her

on the road in the back of my car.

Not a chance I'm spending another two.

Let me speak to your manager.

HARRY: Can I get a bloody fag?

Come on, give me a fag, yeah.

Give me fucking fag, man. Come on.

What the fuck is this?

Give me... give a fucking...

This is bullshit.

Hello Harry.

[Door Handles Click]

[Slams Door]

[Wrapping Rustles]

- [Daisy Mouths Hi]
- [Sighs]

Can I have a fag?

Yeah. Sure.

I'll take two.

For later.

[Relaxed Exhale]

Thanks.

One of the nicer places I've seen.

I've seen nicer. I have.

It's all the same shit
on the inside though, huh?

"Learn to accept your past
actions for what they are,

but learn to move forward
with your life."

And still I like to get high.

- [Chuckles]
- Yeah.

But after a while,
it started to get old.

Well, I'm pleased I'm not there yet.

[Big Exhale]

I'm Daisy...

It's the first time back in three years.

Well, you haven't missed much.

Just a bunch of bloody blokes

all complaining about their parents.

Yeah. Right.

At least I made a friend last time.

You know, he's the one who
helped me stick it out.

I'm not looking for a friend, Daisy.

Thanks for the fag.

My friend is Hassan Ali.

Yours was Khaalid Suleman.

What the hell is this?

Why'd you send him this?

Where did you get that?

You sent this to Khaalid

and a few days later
he ends up dead. Why?

Not here.

Come on.

[Car Rumbles Up]

[Crow Caws]

[Door Opens]

[Heels Clomp]

[Knock On Door]

[Dog Barks]

You're not my 10 o'clock.

[Heavy Exhale]

Damn it, Daisy.

We were meant for each other.
Meant to be together.

You and Khaalid?

I told him I loved him.

What happened?

- It was Hassan's fault.
- What was?

Hassan and those damn parties.

The parties at Eric Lawson's?

He took everything.

Who? Who did?

Is this the man? Sam Charles?

- Is it Sam Charles?
- Yes.

The night you disappeared.

I need to know what happened.

You think I did it!

You think I killed him!

I loved him!

I wouldn't kill him!

I loved him!

- [Daisy Gasps For Air]
- You hear me?!

I said I loved him!

Bloody bit...

Aghhh!

Let go of me!

Stay down.

I-I have Diplomatic Immunity!

It's not gonna get you off
a murder charge.

[Breathing Heavily]

I didn't kill Khaalid!

Why'd you buy a gun, huh?

Because he left me! Okay?

Because I wan-Because I wanted
to kill myself!

[Breaths Heavily]

So you worked for Avril for how long?

I'm an independent contractor.

I work for myself.

How long, then, did you contract
your services to Avril for?

Eight months. Maybe a year.

You sure I can't get you anything?

I'm good.

So these parties you were
hired to attend...

Private affairs.

A lot of well-known types.

Avril had an in, and knew that my...
talents would be of interest.

Do you recognize this man?

I deal with very exclusive clientele.

That means knowing not to name-names.

This is an active police investigation.

And you don't have a warrant.

If word got out my client list
was known to the police,

I'd be out of a paycheque.

And what happens if you have 24 hour
police surveillance parked outside?

You able to work then?

- I know him.
- Uh huh.

Not like you think.

He'd have Avril bring me in to
tend to some of his associates...

special requests.

[Knock On Door]

And that would be my 10 o'clock.

If you think of anything.

Sure, Detective Ortiz.

All right, Jo, thanks.

Damn it.

Harry was in the hospital
the night Khaalid was killed.

Suicide watch.

[Sighs] That was a good use of our time.

You got Harry to confirm
that it was Lawson

who threw the parties.

But we're no closer to
knowing who killed Khaalid.

[Sighs] Look...

This job is about process.

It's about seeing the whole puzzle,

not just the pieces.
We eliminated a suspect.

That's progress.

Since when are you Mr. Optimist?

We just need to catch a break.

I wish I knew what was
on that damn phone.

[Car Rumbles Up]

Thanks for the ride.

Woulda been a long walk back.

So yesterday...

I wanted to say...

[Phone Rings]

Sorry.

[Phone Chimes]

Back to the real world.

Yeah.

Call you later?

I'd like that.

All right.

- Later.
- Yeah.

[Door Slams]

[Engine Turns, Rumbles Off]

Shit.

I've included the connection to
Lawson's sex parties in the warrant.

Yeah. It all seems to be in order.

Let's just hope Lawson's
mouth is as big as his ego.

We're gonna wire his house, car.
Everything.

Anything else? I'd like
to get back to homicide.

No. Just get that signed,
you're done here.

I'll get it over to Judge Michaels.

I don't want it to be
held up by Reeves again.

Okay. Good call.

I want this prep-work to stay
with the Commission.

My replacement might find it useful.

This doesn't seem right.

The real world seldom does.

You worked hard for this.
You deserve this commission.

Oh for chrissakes, Georgia!

I'm sorry. I-I need...

I need to take some time.

Reexamine priorities.

DAISY: Harry was a bust.

Oh damn it.

He won't go on record?

No, but he still confirmed
Khaalid and Sam Charles

were in a relationship.

It's still a second source.

Yeah, from a drugged out, suicidal,

vengeful ex-boyfriend.

Without tangible
evidence or his consent,

it's just hearsay.

We still don't have
anything that confirms

that anyone is blackmailing Sam Charles.

Okay. Write up what you've
got, while it's fresh.

You know she is working her ass off.

Mhm. What have you been doing?

I put the two of you together so you
might teach her a thing or two.

Look, don't worry about me.

I got a couple cards up my sleeve.

Oh yeah?

Well, you better start playing them.

[Phone Vibrates And Chimes]

_

Hey. I've been meaning to...

You're gonna pick up the cake, right?

I said I would.

And you're not working tomorrow night?

[Knocking]

Can we not start?

I picked up the gift.

Bring fifty for your share of it.

Sure.

Remember mom's gonna be
there around seven-thirty.

So, I have to show up, right?

It's Dad's birthday.

It's not always about you, Dais.

I was just joking.

[Chuckles] Oh God.

I'll be there.

Good. And don't be weird, okay?

[Clicks Phone Off]

So we have a deal.

[Phone Rings]

Tell me you got something?

Hassan doubled back
to the city yesterday.

I got a trace on his
new cell phone number.

It won't be long now.

We'll track him down.

[Sighs]

[Car Rumbles Up]

[Door Beeps Open]

Thanks for coming.

You must be scraping from
the bottom of the barrel

if you're reaching out to me.

Yeah, well...

my barrel is not the fullest these days.

Well, cops have a tendency to not forget

when they've been screwed.

You know, I'd never name a source...

Of course not.

You'd just give out enough info

so a six-year-old could figure it out.

It was sloppy editing,
it was sloppy thinking.

It doesn't change the fact

that Dougie's still paying
for your fuck up.

Yeah. He is.

But you, you're doing all right,
aren't you, inspector?

What do you want?

Does the name Roberto Munz
mean anything to you?

Yeah, he's a mob lawyer?

Been repping la familia
since Adam was a boy. Why?

I've been looking into this
land development company,

Greenfield Property Partners.

But all I find are dead ends.

The only thing that comes up
are more numbered companies.

How does Munz fit into this?

Those numbered companies,
all list him as counsel.

If I were you,

I'd stay a million miles from it.

Yeah, but...

We both know I'm too
stupid to do that, right?

[Small Chuckle]

[Elevator Dings]

Detective Lutz,

is that my warrant you're
trying to sneak by me?

Where are you headed?

Judge Michaels.

I heard you had your hands full.

Has Crown Counsel reviewed this?

They have, your Honor.

- You have a pen?
- Yeah.

[Pen Rasps]

Good luck, Detective.

Good night, your Honor.

[Retreating Footsteps]

[Elevator Dings, Doors Rumble Open]

You're still here?

Where were you all night?

Doing some digging...

Any good dirt turn up?

Kinda. You got time for a drink?

I know this place makes
a killer Manhattan.

That sounds really good.

But?

I can't...

Some other time. Yeah, of course.

[Elevator Dings]

So what's the big news
you feel like celebrating?

Ah... it can wait.

Raincheck. I'm serious.

Uh huh.

[Sighs]

[Door Opens]

Details for the environmental meeting.

Thank you.

I approved next week's
interview schedule.

And I vetted the top three candidates,

my notes are attached.

I know you've been tackling
a lot, with Phil out of town.

Don't think I haven't noticed.

Without you here, I'd be lost.

Yeah, you would.

I was thinking...

maybe I need you around full time.

I'm not exactly sure if my
schedule can get any busier.

I wasn't talking about work.

I was talking about us.

I'm listening.

[Passionate Kiss]

[Footsteps Thud]

[Knock On Door]

[Door Creaks Open]

Daisy...

Is this later?

Come in.

[Door Shuts]

Hey, sleepy head.

Did I wake you?

No, not at all.

Aw. Thanks.

Oh, I haven't brushed.

Hmm.

Did you sleep all right?

I did.

Good.

Let me take you to dinner tonight.

As in out in public?

An official date.

That would be great.

Good.

Oh, ah, there's this thing
for my dad. His birthday...

Yeah. No worries.

Something you wanna talk about?

Not really. Not now.

Fair enough.

Oh.

I gotta get going.

[Keys Jingle]

So I want you to hold on to this.

Help yourself to whatever.

[Retreating Footsteps]

[Door Opens, Then Shuts]

[Traffic Whirs, Honking]

[Keys Clack] _

[Low Hum Of Chatter, Phones Ringing]

Hey.

Mary's in the war room. Come on.

Good sleep?

Uh huh.

The Zuccato family?

The opera people?

20 years ago they were one of the
biggest crime families in the city.

Racketeering, drugs, guns...

I mean, family CV reads
like a Mafia cliche.

All right, to their credit,
they've shed their illegal interests

and made a go in the world
of legitimate business.

Right.

They also underwrite a youth
crime prevention initiative.

Which happens to be run
by our friend Eric Lawson.

And, partners in the superjail.

So that's how he's covering his
90 million stake in the project.

If the deal is stalled,

what would guys like the
Zuccatos do to make it happen?

I'd say blackmail an Attorney General.

We need that phone.

You ready to make that
money call upstairs?

If we run this, the story
has to be unassailable.

I'll get the money.

But the two you have to be
absolutely microscopic on this.

I have an interview set up
with Sam Charles.

[Scoffs] You what?

Yeah, my sister just confirmed it.

That's bloody brilliant!

Okay. I want to see
your list of questions.

Have them on my desk by this afternoon.

Simon? You free up your schedule.

You're going with her.

Oh! Uh, wait. This is my interview!

Firstly, the Attorney General is
giving an interview to The Gazette,

not simply to you.

Secondly, I'm not giving
the interview to Simon.

The two of you will
be doing it together.

Fine.

It's nice to see that journalistic rage
still burns somewhere around here.

But from here on in we tread
extremely carefully.

[Waves Lap]

[Seagulls Cry]

[Waves Lap]

[Seagulls Cry]

[Waves Lap]

[Knock On Door]

- [Door Clicks Open]
- Hey.

I told you, I didn't want
to come around here.

What do you want?

Look, Hassan texted me.

He wants you to come with us.
He's getting money.

Us?

I'm going away with him.

I gotta get away from everything.

I don't want nothin' to do
with Hassan's money.

What are you talking about?

Ask your brother.

- [Door Shuts, Keys Jingle]
- Chloe?

Dad?

What are you doing here?

Hello Daisy.

You weren't supposed to be
here till later.

How'd you get in?

I have a set of keys.

You look good.

I've been following your stories.

It's great work.

I imagine it can get pretty intense.

Nothing I can't handle.

Lamb vindaloo. Your father's favorite.

You ought to know.

[Car Alarm Blares]

[Running Footsteps Thud]

Oof. Agh.

Mmm.

Wow, that's got quite a kick.

My favorite meal, with
my three favorite girls.

Hey, darling?

You remember this is just for tonight?

Yes, Margie, I remember.

I remember.

I remember that you're living
in the country now.

With what's his face...

Charlie.

I remember, I'm still
living here in the city.

And there is some new family
living in our house.

I got it.

How are things going with Sam?

Yeah, Chlo. How are things going?

They're good.

With who?

I'm seeing someone, dad. Sam Charles.

- Sam Charles?
- Mhm.

The same Sam Charles in
the newspapers? Sam Charles?

Wow, Margie.

Might be nice to have another
lawyer in the family.

What do you think?

Well, I for one would love to meet him.

Oh, you'd like him.

What's that supposed to mean?

He reminds me of you... self motivated.

HENRY: Well, I'd love to meet him.

Sam Charles.

[Mumbles] Sam Charles.

Hey. I know we should wait
for the cake, but...

Mom?

HENRY: What?

No... oh!

Happy Birthday, Henry.

What's this?

[Wrapping Paper Rustles]

Oh, look at this.

You shouldn't have done it.

I thought it would be nice to have
all the family photos in one place.

Henry's book...

Not really Henry's book,
it's everybody's book.

Oh, there they are.

Oh...

There it is. That was our
family camping trip.

You were so upset.

I have never seen a little girl
more upset than you.

When we didn't quite make it
where we wanted to go.

We got a flat tire, do you remember?

Your father never wanted to see
you kids disappointed.

He set up the tent, right there
at the side of the road

while we waited for the tow truck.

- I did?
- You did.

Oh yeah. That's right.

That was-You were not
too happy about that.

It almost worked too.

[All Laugh]

Whatever happened to that van?

That's what I like to know?

Don't you remember, Dad?

That's the car you had the accident in.

That's a beautiful woman right there.

I'll get the cake.

Look, she was afraid to bait the hook,

but she got okay with it.

[Laughing]

[Dish Clanks]

[Approaching Footsteps]

What was that about?

Come on, she doesn't even
care about dad!

She took care of him for
years after the accident!

Of course she cares.

That's just her way of doing penance.

What are you talking about?!

So she found Charlie?

She is allowed to have a life.

I don't want to talk about this.

Of course not.

And what about your attitude
with Sam being my boyfriend?

It was nothing.

I'm sorry, just seeing mom
and dad together...

Well, they're not together.

Even Dad gets that.

I thought whatever this thing
is between you and mom

would be over by now...

You know you can't smoke in here.

Oh.

[Blows Out Smoke]

It doesn't look like the picture.

That's because it's not finished.

It'll take some time.
We're getting there.

[Door Creaks Open, Key Jingle]

Hey.

Hey.

We're just working on a school project.

Sorry, I just wanted to, return...

Yeah. Yeah. Come-come on in.

You must be Noah.

Your dad talks about you all the time.

I'm Daisy.

Dad doesn't talk about you at all.

What a great longhouse you're building!

Ah, see. I told you people
would know what this is.

I need it to be better than
Tanya Acheson's.

She always has the best projects.

Her mom's an artist.

I keep telling him that this
is not a competition.

Noah?

Just do your best.

Can I help?

You got any references?

[Lutz Laughs]

Your kid just dissed me!

Well, do you. We could use some help.

- All right.
- All right.

We are totally gonna school
Tanya and her mom.

LAWSON: It's me. Yeah.

I just looked at the paper work,

you don't have anything to worry about.

It's not a big deal.

We'll liquidate that property.

You take the condos convert
them into rentals

and then we'll sell it off...
Does this guy ever shut up?

Pretty sure half the time
he's talking to himself.

I'll take care of all that.

- Excuse me. Mr. Lawson!
- Hi.

I'm Simon Olenski, with the Gazette.

Can I ask you a few questions?

Hold on for a second.

No. Send the agreements to Donette.

What? What do you got?

- Sorry. What's your name?
- Simon.

- And where are you from?
- The gazette.

Well, please call make an appointment,

I'll be happy to talk to you
then. Okay? This is...

You don't have time for formal sit-down.

Unless you want a bunch of questions,

photographer, front page.

We can do that.

Hold on.

Okay. So you didn't make an appointment

so I'll give you one question.

Your superjail project.
I hear it's stalled.

Your information is incorrect.

It's moving forward and we're
on track to break ground.

Okay? Thanks.

Oh, even though the province
hasn't officially given approval.

I'm sorry, Mr. Olenski,

But was there even a question in that?

Your private investors.

How'd you raise the 90 million?

And what do you not
understand about the phrase

"private investors"?

Isn't it true the Zuccato family

ponied up most of the cash?

That would make a great headline,

"Crime Family Underwrites
Federal Prison."

You know, a headline like
that wouldn't worry me at all.

But if you were seen to be maligning
that family's name in your newspaper,

I think you'd be the one
who would need to worry.

Sorry for the hold. Where were we?

Take care.

Hm-hm.

[Chuckles]

Knock. Knock.

Hey. Guns and gangs
finally get sick of you?

Good to see you, too.

Thanks.

One of Avril's girls.

She supplied high-end escorts to...

To Lawson's parties
at his cottage up North.

We cleared him.

The question is what's on the phone?

That's the million dollar question.

You wanted to see this?

I did. Thank you.

What's that?

Looks like you don't know everything.

Really?

Couple of kids found it in the alley

a couple of blocks form here.

Looks like everything's in it -
even the money.

The only thing missing
is your phone, right?

You've been in contact
with Hassan, haven't you?

Xannan?

Whatever Hassan told you,
he's in serious danger.

What he's mixed up in is bigger
than gangs and drugs.

We want to help. We can protect him.

By using her in your investigation?

It's not like that.

Why? You and Hassan again?

We're here to help, Xannan.

Khaalid's dead. Avril's dead.

If there's anything on your
phone that says where Hassan is,

whoever's got it has 24-hour
head start on finding him.

And they will.

So, Lawson pretty much confirmed
the Zuccato connection.

And possibly just threatened me.

That's good.

Figure they'll come with the money?

They better.

It's done. We can get him
a certified cheque.

Yes. That's-that's fantastic.

Oh wait.

He won't go for a cheque.

I'll need cash.

Marty.

Let me see if I can get
the bank to expedite this.

This video had better be the
second coming, and then some.

[Phone Rings]

So it's good?

Yeah. You still wanna do this?

Damn straight.

They think 'cause they wear
Armani and drive Benz's

they're untouchable?

What they did to Khaalid, Avril?

They're gonna pay for
the shit they caused.

Okay, so tonight then,
after my interview.

I'll call you as soon as I'm out.

Whatever. Just be there.

[Clicks Phone Off]

[Wind Gusts]

[Phone Chimes]
_

[Traffic Whirs]
_

_

[Engine Turns]

[Phones Ring]

And remember not to make it personal.

And don't let Sam guess
what the real story is.

I'm fine.

Yeah. You look fine.

Hassan came to me. Okay?

I'm the one who made
the Harry connection.

I've done all the goddamn ground work

and I'm the one that
deserves the payoff.

I know.

I'm sorry?

I know.

That's why I'm not going in
to the interview with you.

So what? You're just gonna
sit here updating your status?

You'd be amazed what people let slip

when they don't think
anyone's listening.

The Attorney General is waiting.

[Door Clicks Shut]

[Car Rumbles]

This is where he used to take me.

So now what?

Well...

Now we wait.

[Door Clicks Open]

Daisy! Hello.

So nice to see you again.

Can I get you anything?

Coffee? Tea? Water?

I'm fine. Thanks.

Have a seat.

[Sighs]

Thank you.

[Preparatory Exhale]

[Crow Caws]

[Phone Rings]

So we on?

- You got your money.
- Cash?

Like you wanted.

All right. Be at the same spot. Seven.

[Sharp Exhale]

[Relieved Sigh]

[Cup And Saucer Clink]

Okay. Ready when you are.

Uh, thanks for taking the time to meet.

No. It's the least I can do.

The first thing that I
would like to ask...

[Sharp Exhale]

I'd like to know...

what was your relationship
with Khaalid Faaruq Suleman?

Hey.

Do you want this?

You can have it.

Hey, hey. No!

Hey! He...

Aghhhhhh!

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