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- Put 'em on the ground. - On the ground, now.

Everyone, down.

Get down, get down. Everyone, down.

Stay down.

Hello?

No, no, no, I don't have a problem.

You have a problem.

How many are you?

How the fuck should I know?

What did you fucking say?

"Liverpool."

It's okay. It's over. It's okay.

He's okay.

Hey, Jack. What happened? What did he wanna talk about?

Jack? Hey. Hey, Jack. What?

Hey.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Can I help you? - Is this an okay time?

Are you looking for Angela?

'Cause she's not here, I don't actually know where she is.

No. I'm actually looking for you.

Oh?

- I'd like to ask you some questions. - About what?

Are you going somewhere?

Uh...

Yeah. Toronto, actually, to see my kids.

In fact, I'm a little bit late, and I don't want to miss the flight.

I'm gonna have to ask you to come down to the station.

Why?

- Do you know this woman? - Yes.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

- What do I do? - Call the police.

You'll be arrested.

I'll go talk to them, find out what happened.

What is going on here, Mrs. Nickel?

I have no idea Mr. Quiring.

Gunshots, power cuts?

- Nothing to do with us. - I doubt that.

Leave her alone.

I think it would be best if you and your friends

were to leave the colony.

I won't be turned out of my own home, Mr. Quiring.

By you, or anyone else.

- Come, come. - What happens now?

Oh, Christ.

What's going on here, Jack?

Jack, what's going on?

Hey. Hey, talk to me.

You're wearing sunscreen.

What?

You're not gonna tell me.

One, two, three.

- Need a hand? - No, we got this.

Here...

I've seen it all, now.

- Don't shut me out. - I'm not.

I don't want you to protect me any more.

I want you to teach me how to protect myself.

- How? - Include me.

In everything.

All right.

Starting with this.

You saved my life, the lives of my family. Thank you. Mr. Worth?

- Jack? - What?

Please.

- You got pigs, haven't you? - Pigs?

There.

Bite-size chunks.

Anna, do you want to get changed?

Not yet.

Okay.

They're worse off than they were before.

The cartel have lost their drugs, and their bagman.

We've got to do something to help them.

So, you're telling me Elizabeth has nicked the drugs?

Well, there's nobody else.

Elizabeth?

If I was her, I'd have fucked off by now.

Her car's still in the drive.

Is this where you slept?

Yeah. Not that I slept much.

I missed you.

I'm really sorry.

- For putting you through all of this. - No. No.

Don't apologise.

It's me.

- Jack? - I'm listening.

We're coming, Jack.

We're coming for all of you.

How long have we got?

- We're next. - I don't understand.

If the bagman is dead, then who poisoned all the cattle?

- There must be more than one of them. - It's a sign.

The cattle is just the beginning. It'll be the whole colony next.

- We don't know that, Sarah. - We're not going to stay here to find out.

- Where will we go? - Nelson.

- To my cousins'. - I'm not going to Nelson.

I'm not going to Nelson.

- You need to let them know. - Let who know?

Everyone! The whole colony!

- I'm their pastor! - Yes, you are. This is your flock.

You need to let them know the truth.

A cartel is coming. Everyone must leave.

Mama, if Anna comes back with the bag,

maybe the cartel will just leave us alone.

This is your doing. You have to account for it.

If you don't tell them, I will, Johan.

What do we tell the Nickels?

We tell them we tried.

Police Chief Denise Minahik, here with Constable Nick McGillen.

And, please say your name for the tape.

Elizabeth Bradshaw.

Pause the interview.

Interview paused.

- What are you doing here? - I need some vests.

What's going on? Tell me.

- Tell me! - I'm fucking scared.

You stay away from me.

Stay away from my family, all right?

- You're freaking me out. What's going on? - You take care of yourself.

Okay, wait, wait, wait. One second, just wait.

- Thanks. - You look after your family.

You got a problem?

- Maybe. - All right. Give her enough rope.

What the hell is going on?

I have no idea.

Haven't got much time.

So,

whatever it is you want, Si, whatever it is,

let's get it done, all right?

You're supposed to be tracking Jack, you daft sod.

We get paid by the hour.

You see, that's the problem with career criminals these days.

- No loyalty. - Just pay up.

- I can't. - Can't?

Hmm.

- He cleaned me out. - What?

- I'm skint. - Skint?

Yeah. Broke. Bankrupt. Financially embarrassed.

You're kidding, right?

We take Jack, we get the money back.

- What? Pro bono? Fuck that. - Whoa. You can't just walk out on me.

You're lucky our deal wasn't pay-or-play.

Will you get off me?

You know what I'd do if I was you?

I'm not really in the mood for any friendly advice if you don't mind.

If my whole fucking life boiled down to one giant fucking resentment,

I'd buy a bag of cocaine, and two hookers.

And then, I'd kill myself.

Interview resumed.

Let's start with the bruises and cuts on your wrists.

The witness has some pretty nasty lacerations

and bruising to her wrists.

I was knocked unconscious, tied up, and locked in a cabinet.

- By who? - I don't know.

- You didn't see anyone? - No.

Do you have any idea who'd want to knock you out

- and put you in a cabinet? - No.

Would you like to make a report?

I just want to go home to my family.

- Do you know who this woman is? - Yes.

The witness is identifying a picture of Jaclyn Letendre.

And what is your relationship with her?

I was investigating allegations

that Jaclyn made against my former employer, North Stream Oil.

What allegations?

That she was deliberately intimidated into silence by them

after her children were killed.

I stood up for her, and other members of the First Nations community,

who lost loved ones in a carbon dioxide leak.

Looks like you're yanking on the wrong chain.

Wait outside.

Now.

Okay.

Constable McGillen leaving the room.

Oops.

Could you describe for us

the exact circumstances of your last interaction with Jaclyn?

- Yes, I took her for breakfast. - Where?

Somewhere downtown. I think, The Guild.

- In Calgary? - Yes?

And was that the only reason you came to Calgary? Breakfast?

- No. - What else did you do?

Jaclyn and I went to confront North Stream,

and I was fired for it.

- What time did you get to North Stream? - Around 9:00.

I have an eyewitness who says

they saw you and Jacyln leaving Reverie at 7:00 p.m.

You're telling me you got to North Stream

at 9:00 a.m., the next morning.

What were you doing in-between those hours?

Oh, wait.

We did stop on the side of the road for a nap.

Is something the matter?

- It just doesn't add up. - What doesn't add up?

Reverie, Little Big Bear, two hours.

Little Big Bear to Calgary, three hours.

You're telling me you stopped on the side of the road for nine hours?

- I'm a witness, not a suspect. - Can you just answer the question?

- Is this an interrogation? - Do you need me to repeat...

Because if this is an interrogation, you need to arrest me first.

- Are you refusing to cooperate? - Of course not.

- So, then, answer the question. - What question?

For the tape, I'm showing a still frame from the CCTV footage

of the Worth house on the night in question. Is this you?

- I guess so. - Is it, or isn't it?

Yes.

You were at the Worth house that night?

Yes.

So, you lied. Why would you do that?

I went to the Worth house that night because I feared for my life.

Louis Gagnon, North Stream's head of security came after Jaclyn and I,

and I didn't know where else to go.

Angela killed him with a shotgun.

About a week later,

Jaclyn came to blackmail Angela for killing in self-defence.

Where's Jaclyn?

I don't know.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Because I think you know exactly where she is.

I tried to help her. I went up against an oil company for her!

Why would I want anything bad to happen to her?

I have no motive.

Jim. Jack... Whatever the fuck you call him,

is a violent alcoholic who slept with her,

she ruined their marriage,

and then she came back to blackmail the wife!

What are you trying to say?

Jack and Angela killed Jaclyn.

Fuck! Jesus.

Fuck. Oh, fuck.

Hang on.

Fuck!

Fuck. Really?

- Hey, are you all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- Oh, my God. - Come on.

- You all right? - Yeah.

- Here. - Thanks.

- Hey. - Hey.

- You okay? - Yeah.

I'm sorry, Rosa.

What will you do now?

Protect you.

Protect us?

Yeah.

Here. Take it. Go on, take it.

That's it.

You show her, Anna. You show her how to shoot him.

It's fine, it's fine. Aim...

Who else knows about this?

Only you.

Has anyone contacted the police?

No.

Good.

No one else must know about this, Johan.

I'm in debt to these men.

They are criminals.

The cattle is just the beginning. We must tell everyone.

If we tell them, they will leave.

And if they leave, the whole colony dies.

I've given my life to this place, Johan.

Prairie Field is all I have.

If I lose this, I lose everything.

I am an old man. I have nowhere else to go.

So, what do we do, Friedrich?

We get rid of the damn thing.

So, how bad is it?

Number one, insurance company suspects arson on your house.

Number two, allegedly, you have

a dead intelligence officer buried in your backyard.

A Louis Gagnon? And number three,

you have a motive.

Jaclyn slept with your husband and blackmailed you for murder.

So, quite bad, then.

And to make matters worse,

Elizabeth claims that you assaulted her, and forcibly confined her.

- That's bullshit. - There's evidence that someone did.

Do you honestly think my mum and dad would kill an innocent woman?

No.

No chance of DNA, then?

The body was covered in acid from the septic tank.

That's pretty nifty.

No rich white woman is going to go to jail

for murdering a Native woman.

Especially if she says that it's in self-defence.

- 100%. - It's just the way it is.

The justice system does not work for Native people.

I need you to do something for me.

Bet you do.

- You know what I'm asking of you, right? - Yeah.

What's going on, Jack?

What the hell is going on?

You're going to have to tell me at some point.

- They're coming for us. - Who?

- They're coming for all of us. - Who's coming for all of us?

Jack?

Liverpool.

I accused the police chief and his wife of killing someone.

- So, how long until they come after me? - Ex-police chief.

And I can assure you,

even if he does try something, he won't get past me.

I saw how she treated you in there. She treated you like an idiot.

I know you're not, I know you know the score.

So, please let me go.

Look we can hold you for 24 hours without charge,

so, that's another nine hours and 30-some minutes

before I can release you.

But you don't actually think I did this, do you?

You think I tied myself up?

What I think is irrelevant. I'm a lawman. I uphold the law.

You think that's going to stop him?

This is a 12-gauge tactical shotgun

filled with 3-inch slugs that could take out a grizzly.

More importantly, it's got me holding it.

We're both dead.

- Thanks for the vote of confidence. - Constable McGill?

"En". McGillen.

I'm scared.

I can see that.

And, I'm sympathetic. I truly am.

- Then let me go. - I can't.

- You can. - I can't.

You can. You can just go to the bathroom, and I'll slip out quietly.

Yes, but I don't need to go to the bathroom.

Look, if it's any consolation,

we McGillens are the oldest family in Little Big Bear.

Hell, we built the damn place.

The McGillens ploughed the land, we erected the first homesteads,

we built the church on 12th street.

We practically run this town.

So, if that two-bit British hooligan

thinks that he can just walk in here...

No!

- Come on, then. - Fuck! You piece of shit!

Oh, you're fucking kidding me.

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