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Brock.

Hey. What?

Are you okay?

What is this?

[ringing]

Jake. I can't.

Hey. I'm running late.

But I'll be there in
a few minutes.

I really gotta talk to you
about something.

It's okay Jake.

Something just
came up.

Can we talk later?

Okay. But there's kinda been
a big change in my life.

And I didn't want to talk to you
about this over the phone.

But I wanna make sure that I'm
the first person that tells you.

You know what I mean?

Is this your way of telling me
you're dating someone else.

No. No. Leslie--

I got problems of my own,
in that regard.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're seeing someone.
I understand.

You don't owe me anything.

I appreciate the heads up.

[gunshots]

Are those gunshots?

Jake. I gotta go.

No. Leslie!

Brock.

This is Sergeant Bennett.

I need backup.

Now.

[theme music plays]

♪ Oh yeah ♪

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♪ Oh ya ee ya ♪

♪ ee ya ee ya ♪

♪ Oh ya ee ya ♪

♪ ee ya ee ya ♪

♪ Oh yeah ♪

Get these shells photographed
right away. Get 'em.

Sergeant. We've been
securing the area.

Gathering potential
eye witnesses.

No one seems to have seen much.

Yet. Keep them separate.

We don't want them
confusing their stories.

Something could get lost.

Brock Purcell.
I remember him.

Drug addict.

Former.

He was a bouncer here
at this club.

He gave me this just before
he was killed.

Back alley.

He wanted to talk to you and
then he ends up dead?

He was my informant.

We haven't spoken for
a few weeks.

I guess someone didn't want him
talking to the cops.

Doyle.

Talk to the bar staff.

Is that a street cam
over there

on the corner?

Should be, boss.

Check.
See if anything comes up.

I'm on it.

I talked to all the
witnesses that

little Doyle turned up.

We're going to get to
the bottom of this.

[coughing]

Paramedics!

Can you hear me?
Stay with me!

What did you take?

Kate.

Stay with me.

Red velvet.

A different shade.

Ecstasy.

Kate. Hang on.

Okay.
Can you hear me?

Help is on the way.

It's gonna be okay.

I just can't believe
someone killed Brock.

Are you sure he's dead?

Melissa, how well did
you know him?

Well, he worked at the bar.

I mean, he was a bouncer
here for over a year.

You know, he was a good guy,
Brock.

Is it true he had
a bit of a temper?

Yeah, he had a temper--

Sure. But I mean,
he was a bouncer.

He kept everyone safe.

And you know, his temper was
usually pretty in check.

What about today? Did
anybody test his patience?

Yeah, there was this guy

getting in his face.

He tried to pick me up.

Thanks for this.
We'll be in touch.

Hi Jake.

Hey.

Are you okay?
I've been trying to reach you

for, like, the last hour.

Yeah, I'm busy. I'm a lead on a
shooting. There's been a murder.

Okay. I'm sorry. You
must have your hands full.

Okay. We can talk later
if you want.

Have someone check

all the contents
of that dumpster at the scene.

I don't care if it's
rotten garbage.

Sorry Jake. What was it you
wanted to tell me earlier?

Leslie, it's okay.
Alright, we could--

We'll pick it up later on.

You just finish whatever
you're doing.

Go be awesome.

Hey!

What is this.

One, two, three of you.
One of him.

You must be some
serious tough guys.

I mean, all three of you gotta
gang up on one guy like this.

Mind your business friend.
Walk away.

Friend. If I was your friend
I'd tell you.

Look behind you.

See that thing up there?

It's a weather station.
Attached to it is a camera.

It's recording you.

The cops are
probably already on their way.

This ain't over.

You.

Thanks for the tip.

The world gets more Orwellian
every day, huh?

You have got to be kidding me.

Callum Pardy.

How are you?

Perfect.

It had to be you.

That doesn't exactly sound like
gratitude to me, Callum.

You're probably
loving this, huh?

Just gonna run straight to
Leslie. Tell her all about it.

Those guys. They were some
serious thugs.

They were giving you
a good going over.

Who's the big guy?
The guy with the voice.

His name's Ray Maddox.

I owe him a bunch of money
from eight years ago.

I was a different guy
back then.

How much?

Look. I appreciate your concern
and everything, Jake.

But it's not of your business.

Just stay the hell out
of my way.

My concern--

is not for you.

Okay pally?

It's for Leslie Bennett.

Whatever the hell you got
her tangled up in.

Hey, Jess.

What do you got?

Some interesting stuff.

Your boy Brock got one
in the chest. Mid-range.

No exit round.

Gun?

Thirty eight.

You stealing evidence now?

You know I love talking
stuff out with you.

This is an easier route.

You know ballistics.

Less red tape.

Got ya.

And I know you
and Brock were close.

I'm sorry, Leslie.

Yeah. He was doing
well. He was almost

like a baby brother
to me sometimes.

So--

You found

two types of
casings on the scene.

Thirty eight.
And a nine mil.

Two were shot
by the thirty eight,

by the murderer, killing Brock.

And this one--

This one,

the nine mil--

hit a wall for sure.

Brick?

Exactly. Three casings.
Two from the thirty eight.

And one from the
nine millimeter.

But only two slugs.

We're missing the second slug
from the thirty eight.

Yeah. My team scoured the area.
Triple checked.

So there were two shooters.

Could Brock have fired?

I know we didn't find
a gun on him.

But somebody could have taken
it after the fact.

There's only one way
to find out.

Perform a residue test on
Brock's hands, just to be safe.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

I got a lot on my mind.

Keep me posted if you find
anything else.

Sergeant Bennett.
I just want to say

what an honor it is
to work this case with you.

Thanks for the vote
of confidence.

Stop sucking up.
Out with it.

We found a smear of blood on
the door inside the club.

[Leslie]
That makes no sense.

[Grayson] I know. Brock was
found in the alley outside.

The missing slug.

This blood isn't Brock's.

The person we're looking
for was shot,

and made their getaway
back through the club.

I'll put an alert out in the
hospital emergency room.

See if anyone comes in

with anything resembling
a gunshot wound.

Good. Do it.

[Tinny]
So the bartender--

Melissa,
gave us a phone number.

Apparently this is the guy
that Brock had a run in with

just before he was killed.

Doug Randell.

What's his story?

[Tinny]
He doesn't have a record.

But he did some
contract work

at the military base in Labrador

Military?

If he's got a bullet in him--
He's our guy.

I sent a cruiser to his house.

No, stop it. Send an unmarked
car, issue an APB.

What about
Brock's place?

Let me handle that.

[ringing]

Callum?

[Callum] Hey. I'm at the
station. Where are you?

What?
What are you doing there?

A shooting involving
Military personnel.

You know very well
that is my domain, Little Miss.

Well, I would have told you.

But you didn't come
home last night.

I know. I'm sorry.
It was work.

It's been a mad week.

And the Department of Defense
wants me

to stay on top of
this case here.

So, listen.

You chief suspect
is Doug Randell?

You know him?

Yeah, sort of. He worked for
the military for a few years.

That's odd.

What?

I'm at the victim's
apartment.

And there's
bedding on the couch.

Like he had company.

I'm in the middle of something.
I'll call you back.

Wait, wait, wait.
Leslie.

What were you hiding,
Brock?

Ecstasy?

I thought you were clean.

Hood.
Meet me at the hospital.

We need to talk to that girl
Kate--

Who overdosed in the alley.

Brock has the same ecstasy pills
at his place that she O.D.'d on.

You good?

Yeah, fine.
We gotta talk to Kate.

Head upstairs
and try and find her.

Let's hope she's okay
and ready to talk.

She downed a load of
that drug crap.

I'll check Emergency.

See if anyone
wanders in with a gunshot wound.

Excuse me.

I'm looking
for someone.

You gotta be kidding me.

Doug Randell?

Stop!

What happened?

Doug Randell happened.

He's bleeding badly.

Bullet hole.

I guess we found
the missing slug.

It's obvious that you
didn't get your brains from me.

Everywhere I turn in this house,

someone's shoving
a textbook in my face.

How are we doing?

You're my dad, Jake.

We don't need to make a big
thing out of it.

I'm sorry, but I just found out

that I have
a sixteen year old daughter.

So it's kind of a big
thing for me.

You've been avoiding
me for days now.

I'm fine.

How long did you know Mom for?

We were--

We were young.
I was younger.

Same age
as me, right?

It's a little bit young for--

You know...

Don't you think?

Yeah. Yes, it was. It is.

Anyways. We were kids.

And one day she left.
And I never saw her again.

Why didn't you look for her?

Try and connect with her again?

You gotta understand.

Your mother was an
amazing woman.

She had this boyfriend.

He was older.
I mean,

what are the chances that
she'd go out with me, right?

She was insanely pretty.
Like you.

She was smart, popular.

I mean, I was basically
a juvenile delinquent.

So my chances were slim.

Then one day she breaks
up with buddy.

Whatever his name
was. And, that was my

chance. I made
my move. I asked her out.

And she went out with me.

For how long?

We dated for a bit.

I was totally in love with her.

But...

she got back together with
the boyfriend. And--

That was that.

So she moves away.

And sixteen years later
I show up.

Surprise.

I sure wish I knew about
you then.

I would do anything to be able
to have been there when--

to watch you grow up.

To be there when you needed me.

It's okay, Jake. Better late
than never, right.

Am I interrupting some, like,
mother daughter bonding?

Why do you have my phone?

I was updating it.
You got a text.

You need me to back you up?

Yeah.

Anyways. We've got all the time
in the world now, right?

So you have fund
doing your algebra.

I'll see you later.

You made yourself at home.

He said you authorized it, sir.

Ma'am, m'om.

Sergeant-- is fine.
Thanks.

Constable. Can you
give us a minute?

Yeah.

What happened?

Oh, it's what I get for
trying to play peace keeper.

Broke up a fight.

Seem to remember these
Newfoundland

fellas being a little
kinder.

Are you sure you broke up a
fight and you weren't in one.

I'm fine.

Babe, whatever
you're worried about.

I told you
I left that behind years ago.

But I did notice

that you're not wearing
our wedding ring.

Yeah.

We can talk about that later.

Constable.

What do you got on our
chief suspect?

Sergeant. There is
nothing coming from the unit

outside Doug's place or the APB.

Okay.
What do we got on Doug?

[Callum] Not much.
Worked for the military

for years.
Support staff.

Applied for the Corp
a few times.

But was denied
due to bad eyesight.

Doug managed to get away
back at the hospital.

But he did leave behind
his coat--

with a pocket full of these.

Grayson.
Did you look into them?

Yeah. Turns out

they're lot stickers
from a local microbrewery

The Chain Rock Brewery.

[Callum] That's the
odd thing, though.

There's no record of Doug
ever working at brewery.

Lab results from the
residue test show that there was

no gunpowder on the victim--

Brock Purcell's hands.

So. Two guns in play.

[Tinny]
Brock didn't fire either.

So, we're looking for another
shooter besides Doug.

Let's look into this brewery.

It's not much to go on,
but--

They might know where
to find Doug.

Not me?

We'll share information for now,
but--

Let's let my officers
handle this. Okay?

Okay. Are you mad at me?

Don't forget. I'm not the green
little girl cop

you left behind
all those years ago.

I know there's something
you're not telling me.

Leslie.

Don't say another word--

Until you're ready
to come clean.

Doyle. Let's go.

It's Doug Randell.

He does the
occasional shift for me

when he's not
working on the Base.

Yet, Mr. Dalton, there's
no record of that.

So I can assume you were paying
him under the table.

I run a small business.

Sometimes we have to get
creative to keep things afloat.

The arrangement worked
for both of us.

Did you and Doug have any other
kinds of arrangements?

[distant crash]

I'm on it.

No. Quite frankly,

I'm surprised you think
he could have killed someone.

He's a good kid.

A hard worker.

Thanks, Mr. Dalton.
If you see Doug--

You'll call me right away.

You'll be the first.

Doug Randell. You need
to lower your weapon.

I can't do that.

I can't.

I didn't kill Brock.

I know you didn't kill Brock.

Brock wasn't killed with
a nine millimeter.

So...

Let's get to the bottom
of it, okay?

First, you need to
drop that.

I can't.

Drop it, or I'll pull my
gun and shoot you.

I know what you're thinking.

You got a gun pointed
directly at me, right?

Yeah.

Ahhh! Yes.

So first off--

That shoulder's getting worse.

It's gonna throw your aim.

Second-- I'm an
insanely good shot.

-But--
-Third--

My partner's got her
service weapon

pointed directly at your head.

So lower your gun.

And put it on the ground.

Or, like I said--
I'll shoot you.

If that's not the murder
weapon--

Doug's not our killer.

But he knows who is.

I always wanted to be part of
the Doyle family by human blood.

Creepy.

No. Not, like, as your
daughter. That would be weird.

Plus Tinny and I
would be related

and we wouldn't
be able to date--

Other people, because,

as her relative--

I'd be super protective
of her suitors

and I'd shoot them in the gut.

[Callum]
Hey.

I wanted to meet you here

to tell you
to stay out of my business.

I don't need you
and Leslie

watching everything I do,
Okay?

What the hell is that
supposed to mean?

Come on, Jake. I know you're
telling Leslie about all this.

If I wanted Leslie to find out
you're a dirtbag--

punk--
Believe me--

I don't want her to find
out from me.

I got a feeling
she's gonna figure it out

all on her own anyways.

[door opens]

Keep the car running.

What are you
doing here?

Shut up.

Hey. I remember you.

[punch]

I owed you that.

What's in the tickle
trunk there?

I mean if it's a present
for me, buddy--

You should know that I
got everything I need.

Callum here owe me twenty
five thousand.

And I'm gonna get it
one way or another.

I don't like
the sound of that.

Oooh.

Good looking wife.

Seriously. She's hot.

Cop too.

You leave her out of this.

Come on now, b'ys.
Every one just--

Why don't we all just relax?
Alright.

I'll get ye two a couple of
beers. What do you say?

You like Gallos?

[crunch]

[smash]

What are you doing?

You think this changes
anything?

Now why don't you
take it easy

before you do something
you can't undo.

You're the one who's gonna
need to be taking it easy--

In your face.

Wait. Wait.

What do you
want from us?

I offered bucko here

an opportunity
to pay down his debt.

And he refused.

I changed my mind, alright.
I'll do it.

You see Cal-- I can't trust you
anymore. It's too late.

But Jakey here--

I got a good
feeling about.

Yeah? What makes you think
I'm gonna help you?

Either you do--

Or something bad
happens to his cop wife.

A simple drop off.

Do not look
in the trunk.

I'll text you an address.

You got two hours
to make the delivery.

If you don't--
Well...

Let's just hope for Leslie
Bennett's welfare,

that that
won't happen.

I don't need your help.

Don't say another word.

You stay out of it.

We'll take care of this.
Now get out.

[Leslie]We know your gun--

isn't the murder weapon.

And I don't believe
you killed Brock.

Someone shot at you
in that alley.

We got the evidence, Doug.

What if I was there?

I was drunk.
I didn't see nudding.

Stop lying.

You saw a lot.

And we know you shot back
with your nine millimetre.

The bullet we pulled
out of that wall?

It matches your gun.

We got an eye witness that saw
you and Brock arguing earlier.

Why were you fighting?

Was it over the drugs?

I want a lawyer.

Just because I don't believe
you killed Brock,

doesn't mean you won't go
down for accessory to murder.

I would think on that.

He knows who shot Brock.

He's either
protecting him--

Or he's afraid of what
they might do to him.

I'm sorry about earlier.

Brock being killed is setting
off some serious cop instincts.

And I guess I'm
seeing everything.

Whether it's there or not.

It's cool. Just--

I understand.

Shall we forget about it?

Yeah.

Leslie--

Let's just stay on our toes

until this whole
thing is over, okay?

Yeah.

We got something.

It's the footage from the
alleyway outside the bar.

That's Doug.

Who's he arguing with?

[Leslie]
That's Brock.

Stop it there.

The shootout started before
Brock ever was in the alley.

He was just checking
out the scene.

Brock wasn't the target.
Doug was.

That explains why
he's not talking.

Does this mean the drugs
you found at Brock's place

aren't related to the shooting?

It turns out that Brock
wasn't even using.

His tox screen
came clean.

There are a lot of pills
in the place.

Just because he wasn't using,
doesn't mean he wasn't dealing.

I woulda known if he was.

I still think these drugs are
connected somehow.

And I know who we
need to talk to.

Listen, hey.

You guys got this?

I gotta follow up
on another lead.

Yeah.
Of course.

Great.

Is this the guy
that sold you the drugs?

I didn't do any drugs.

In case you didn't notice,
Kate, you're in the hospital.

Yeah.

You coulda ended up
in the morgue,

if it wasn't for
Sergeant Bennett.

Constable, give us a minute?

We're not here to bust you.

People make mistakes.

It's what they do about them
that matters.

Thank you for saving me.

My life.

I got this stuff from
a bartender.

I don't remember much more.
But--

I know it was a woman.

Is this her?

Thank you.

[ringing]

What are you at?
Dad?

Yeah, listen.

I need you to run
a name for me.

Ray Maddox.

I didn't know we were
working a case.

Just do it, would you,
please.

He's not too old for
a boot in the arse.

Jake, there could be anything
in that crate.

You know, there could be a bomb.
There could be a horse's head.

There could be a bomb and
a horse's head!

Pull over!
Pull over!

Relax, okay.
We gotta follow this through.

I need to figure out whatever
the hell Callum is up to.

Callum? What do you care about
Callum? He stole your girl--

--ish looks. He stole your
girlish looks. Forget it.

I don't care about Callum.
This is about Leslie.

I wanna make sure she doesn't
get dragged into this.

[Des] You know Jake,
you're a good guy.

And Sloan's really lucky
to have you as a father.

But maybe you should start
driving more dad-like, okay?

And not getting so many
speeding tickets.

Now. What's our next move?

We gotta figure out whatever
the hell's in that crate.

But unfortunately,

I think we got a tail.

What?

That's Ray's guys.
What are they doing?

They wanna make sure we deliver,
probably.

Yeah, but why doesn't
he just do it?

Why doesn't he get
his boys to do the drop?

Why are we doing this?

I don't know, Des! Maybe he
doesn't wanna get caught.

I think I got a way to
lose them.

The manager says Melissa
took the recycling out

ten minutes ago.

Leslie. When I was running
the security tapes,

I accessed the weather
stations for the area.

They all got cameras.

Good. So...

So, there's something
on one of the tapes

I think you need to see.

It has Callum and Jake on it.

Callum was fighting
with some guys.

Jake actually tried
to break it up.

[Leslie]
Oh no. Melissa.

She's dead.

They're still on us.

[Jake]
I know. We're almost there.

What are you talking about?
We'er nowhere near

the address he gave us.

[ringing]

What do you got?

This Ray Maddox

is much more than your
run of the mill loan shark.

What does that mean?

[Rose]He's known as a guy

who can get anything at any
time for the right price.

So whatever you're doing with
this guy, be careful.

You got big
responsibilities now.

And my days of raising
problematic kids are over.

Okay. Good to know.

[Des]Jake. Jake.

This is a forty
zone.

Yeah, I know.

Cop, Jake!

How do you think I got
those tickets?

[siren]

Nice. Nice work.
Now what?

Now we find out whatever the
hell we got in our trunk.

This feels like a city record
for dead people on one day.

Let along two people that are
killed with the same gun.

What ?

If you insist on my doing
your forensics analysis

without me telling forensics
that I'm doing it,

you're gonna have to sign off
on the overtime.

You help me sign off
on this thing,

I'll get you whatever you want.

Consider me bribed.

So--

Bullet. Close range.

Same caliber that killed
Brock over there.

Thirty eight.

And the one we pulled out
of Doug's shoulder.

And your educated guess says
it was the same gun?

My educated guess is that the
bodies that show up down here

are usually connected to drugs.

I know Brock was clean, but--

You're right.

Melissa was pushing the same
type of ecstasy that

we found
in Brock's apartment.

And I got a feeling that's what
Brock wanted to talk to me about

before he was killed.

Well--
There's your answer.

If you're sure Brock was clean,

and he was angry at Melissa
for selling--

Maybe whoever killed
Melissa and Brock--

Did so to keep them quiet.

They woulda known the supplier.

If this works out, I want many
drinks paid for by you.

Yes b'y.

And don't be afraid to send
me that Jake Doyle too.

I mean, if you're
finished with him.

We'll see about the drinks.

Sergeant.

Someone didn't want Melissa
telling us

who's behind this ecstasy ring.

So what's our next step?

We need to talk to
Doug again.

He holds the key
to all of this.

Maybe this second murder
will get him talking.

Whatever's on that tape--

I wanna see it.

You got me?

I didn't show it
to anyone else.

Okay.

Hey, boss.

Doug was released an hour ago.

Why wasn't I notified?

A high priced lawyer came in
and out. Happened in minutes.

The guy was better than
Danny Williams.

Where'd he get the money

to hire the best
criminal law firm in the city?

I'll find out.

I know a judge who might
have some answers.

Okay. You two track down Doug.

Now that he's out there,
he's an easy target.

What are you trying to
tell me Brock?

A U.V. flashlight?

Gotcha.

But Doug had the beer
lot stickers.

Tinny.

I gotta look into something.

But I need you and Grayson to
stake out Brock's apartment.

Doug was crashing here.

And he's gonna be back.

Alright. Look.

If there's a head in there...

I'm gonna lose my poo.
Alright? I'm just saying.

Just keep whatever's inside you,
inside you, and open the trunk.

What is it?

Whoa! Don't touch it, Des.

Read the label.

It's acid.

Here, I gotta make a call.

[Grayson]By the way, congrats

on winning the gold
medal in the Regatta.

You look good rowing too.

It was hot.

Thank you.

How are things
with you and Daz?

Des. Fine.

Look, I--

I know you and I are in
the past now. I know that.

I'm just saying that
sometimes it can be difficult

to make that transition from
friendship to relationship.

Thanks for that deep,
meaningful advice, cocky.

It's Doug.

Leslie was right.
He's back for his stash.

Sergeant? Doug just
entered Brock's house.

Doug wants the drugs
he hid in the fridge.

What do you want us to do?

Keep an eye on him, but don't
make move until I get there.

The drugs are gone.

But he's gonna tear the
place up looking for them.

Don't worry. He's not
going anywhere.

And get this.

The law firm that bailed out
Doug was hired by John Dalton.

The brewery owner?

[Grayson] Yeah, and it
didn't come cheap.

Which makes you wonder how a
struggling business owner

was able to raise
that kind of capital.

[Leslie]
Yeah.

I think I know how
Dalton got the cash.

He's shipping the drugs in kegs
marked with an ecstasy stamp.

That's why we saw Doug
at the brewery.

He was looking for more stash.

Dalton's a supplier.

We don't have enough evidence.

Dalton could pin
all this on Doug

or Melissa.

I'll be there in a sec.

Go.

Doug.

You gotta come with me.

My lawyer got me out.
So back off.

Gun!

[gunshots]

Someone shot at me.
Again.

So why am I in here?

You should be out there looking
for whoever did this.

Come on, Doug. You
know who did this.

Let's not start running around
in circles here.

What? No.

Sure you do.

We know what happened
in that alley.

You were there to meet
your supplier,

who was pretty angry at you for
skimming some of the product.

Which you stashed in
Brock's refrigerator.

That's crazy.

How could I do that?

We know you were staying there.

Brock was your sponsor,
wasn't he?

He tried to help you get clean.

And that's what you two
were fighting about

just before Brock was killed.

Wait.

Brock walked right
in the middle of a shootout

between you
and a supplier, John Dalton.

He killed Melissa

because he was worried
she was gonna lead us to him.

And he tried to finish you off

and he nearly took out
Sergeant Bennett here.

And I happen to like Sergeant
Bennett very much, Doug.

Look. I remember you
from the Base.

You're a good fella.

I know you were a contract
worker, but you

always had that
soldier's mentality.

Now, come on.

I didn't plan on any of this.

I just got messed up
in the drugs.

Brock tried to help me,
but I just kept relapsing.

Brock was a good guy.

He'd want you to do the
right thing now.

Dalton is the supplier.

He killed Brock.

And Melissa.

I'll testify against Dalton.

I'll tell everything I know.

[Jake]
What are you at, Ray?

How's it going?

Not so good.

My guy didn't get his package.

And then my boys got
pulled over.

And subsequently arrested
for outstanding warrants.

See you gotta really screen
your staff.

Please don't screen me,
okay?

I guess you don't like
that pretty cop.

I thought she was your
girlfriend or something.

Tell you what. I got another
deal to offer you.

Hood!

Ray Maddox.

I got a couple of questions
for you downtown.

Looks like your boys we picked
up were in a talking mood.

Burn. You see?

See what I was talking
about screening your staff.

It was a long time ago. It was
a small thing involving--

Hood. Can I have him for
a second, please?

And promise me you won't tell
Leslie about any of this.

You have twenty seconds.

Alright. You tell me right now

that you will not
hurt Leslie Bennett--

And I won't tell the cops
about the barrel of acid I have

stashed in my truck.

Alright.

Not to be a tool--

But this is what happens
when you try to call in

on an eight year old debt.

Eight years. What are
you talking about?

He took out that loan
two weeks ago.

What did you say?

You're buddy Callum's into
a whole mess of things.

You want my advice, Jake?

You steer clear of him.

That's free advice.

You know, I gotta say,

this parental
thing is really working for you.

But, side note--

Why are we doing this?

I mean the cops already have
Ray. It's all good right.

Look. Whatever Callum was
tangled up in--

I just wanna make sure
that Leslie's safe.

Yeah, I know. I just gotta
tell you, Jake.

If he is,
it's pretty serious.

'Cause hydrochloric
acid has a number of--

applications for dissolving
unwanted items.

Like human bodies,
for example.

[Jake] It's also a precursor
in the making of drugs.

You don't think
that Callum's involved

in any kind of
drug ring, do you?

No b'y.

Wow man.

Look at all this gear!

Des, keep it down.

What are you doing?

Hey.

No worries. Just--

Stay calm, okay.

We're here to make a delivery
on behalf of Ray Maddox.

Open it.

Des. Can I get a hand?

Alright. Come on.
Come on!

See?

There you go.
It's all good.

Hold it.

Jake?

Drop the gun.
Or the kid's dead.

Des.

Just stay calm.

We know you killed Brock
and Melissa.

No one else needs to get hurt.

Yeah. Especially me.
Or Tinny.

Just don't hurt Tinny.

Shut up Des.

Yes. Des. Shut up.

You.

Give me the drum.

Okay.

Why don't you lower your
gun a little.

So that there aren't
any accidents.

We'll do the same.

Arrgh!

[gunshot]

Thirty eight calibre.

It's the murder weapon.

John Dalton is going down
for the murder of Brock Purcell

and Melissa Hartley.

Congratulations.

Yeah.

Listen. We should talk.

No. I saw the weather
station tape.

I saw that you saved Callum.

And Hood told me you had him
take down Ray Maddox.

Callum always had a dark streak.

He always managed to find
himself in trouble.

I just--

chose to forget it.
I guess.

I'm sorry.

So what now?

I don't know.

Honestly I don't.

He's my husband. That
should mean something.

Do not feel obligated,
just because of that.

Obviously,
I'm the last person in the world

that should be giving you
this kind of advice.

But still.

I'll see ya later.

Let's go.

So. Are you okay?

Yeah. We switched the acid with
water before we got here.

Why did you scream?

Effect.

I'll see you later.

What is that?

[Callum]
Hey.

I know Brock was an informant.

But he was also your friend.

I'm so sorry about all this,

Yeah.

I gotta tell you. I really
enjoyed working together.

How much money do you
owe Ray Maddox?

Good. Don't answer me. I don't
wanna know any details.

Okay. Obviously Jake Doyle is
spreading a bunch of lies.

He trying
to break us apart.

No, actually, the police
officers I work with

told me about Ray Maddox.

And I saw the security footage

of Jake saving your ass
from being handed to you

by a bunch of thugs.

It's not what you think.

What is it, Callum?

Tell me.

You working some secret case
with the military?

Fighting skeety loan sharks?

Boy. This reunion didn't go
the way I'd hoped.

I gotta tell you, I feel
like an idiot.

Two months with you.

And suddenly I'm
transported back

into the body of a dumb,
little naive girl--

who'll believe anything
you tell her.

I see.

Okay.

Obviously you've made
up your mind.

So I'm convicted without
a jury or judge.

That's--

Look me in in the eye
and tell me

you're not involved in
a shitload of illegal garbage.

I'm not!

Something you never realized
about me all these years.

It blows my mind.

What is that?

I always knew--

when you lied to me.

Every time.

But I loved you.

And I chose to pretend
it wasn't true.

I'm not pretending anymore.

Go.

Make sure you don't come back
from the dead again.

Great work today.

Really.

Thanks. You too.

Peace offering.

I should be the one buying.

You spotted the
shooter. I didn't.

Well, if you're trying to
swell my head, It's working.

Hey, I know--

I know you're with someone.

But, you wanna get outta here?

Okay. I'm sorry. I totally get
it. Outta bounds. I apologize.

No. Look. It's okay.

Thanks for the drink.

So. Congrats to you guys.
You solved a big one.

Yeah.

You seen Bennett?

No. Look who's here?

Jake Doyle.

My cue.

Doyle kills a good buzz
pretty quick like.

I'm glad you're here.
Let's get this party started.

Wow.

Um... have you--

So what's your plan for tonight?

Taking on the town?
Or what?

I'm looking for Leslie.
Is she here?

No.

Likely locked in at home with
that husband of hers.

Yeah.

If you're on the go later,

a group of us are
heading down to Greensleeves.

And then later on
we'll be at the Sundance. So--

Cool.

Text me.