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(sirens wailing in distance)

(sighs)

(speed-dial beeps)

(line rings)

(Voice maiI) This is Detective Luke Callaghan.

Leave a message, and I'll call you back. (beep)

Hey, it's me--Andy.

Obviously. Um, I don't know. l just can't sIeep.

It must be the new place or something.

(sighs) Anyway, uh, weII, I guess you're still at work,

so I'll just, um...

see you when you get home.

Okay. I love you. Bye. (beep)

(creak, clatter)

Luke?

(clank)

Hello?

(clanking)

(keys jangle)

(gun cocks)

(clattering continues)

I'm a police officer! I am armed!

I'm coming out!

(door creaks)

(clatter)

(creak)

Gross.

- (barking) - Aah!

(clatter)

- Stupid! - (barking continues)

Ow.

(barks)

(taps fingers)

Oh, my God.

(door cIosing) Whoa! Whoa, whoa! Hey!

- Y-You--You--What are you doing? - Whoa!

Don't sneak up on me like that!

- I live here! - I know!

Okay. Come on. Okay.

I'm gonna take this out reaI sIow, aII right?

- (laughs) - I'm gonna put it down.

Okay. Funny. I'm sorry, okay? It's--

The back gate was open. It was making tons of noise,

and it just really freaked me out, and I...

(sighs) How was your night?

Long. Long. Jimmy Cole got shot.

What, that drug deaIer with the ugly moustache?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, Luke, um...

What the hell is this?

Okay, this is not exactly how I had this planned.

I was thinking maybe more a weekend at the cabin,

maybe get a fIoatpIane, take us up to Whitestone,

- watch the sunset. - Oh, my God.

I am so sorry. l'm so sorry.

I--I was not snooping, I promise. It's just that...

No, no. It's--It's fine.

I was scared. Well, not scared. ObviousIy, it's me.

But nervous, and I--I went,

- and the gate was open... - Andy, Andy.

- And l think, uh... - Andy. Andy, it's fine.

- ...the neighbor's dog is possessed. - lt's great. lt's great, okay?

As long as it ends the same way,

unless you don't want to, and then that's fine.

It's... It's okay.

I do.

- You do? - Yeah, I do.

(laughs) Um...

(Luke laughs)

(Jenn Grant's "Getcha Good" playing)

(sirens wail in distance)

♪ Get your bag and boots on, honey ♪

♪ I've got love but not much money for you ♪

- ♪ If you want me, say you do ♪ - (faucet turns off)

Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to stand down.

Because I'm the police.

I said, stand down.

Because I'm the police.

(GaiI, knocking) Dov, come on! Hurry up!

I need to use the bathroom.

I'm not finished yet.

Yeah, weII, I need to use the shower,

so can you hurry up and arrest the mirror already?

- Gail. - Mm?

If you need to use the shower so bad,

use the one at your own damn house.

♪ If you want me, say you do ♪

That's what you meant about bringing me coffee.

(Traci laughs)

I actually did bring you coffee.

It's probably cold by now.

You know, if you'd slept over, I'd make you coffee--

a nice latte.

- Mmm. - You'd be drinking it right now.

Nah. l don't know how I'd explain that one. (sighs)

You're not married to Dex.

l know, but he's Leo's dad, and we live together right now,

and I don't want to talk about that right now.

♪ I'm gonna let ya, l'm gonna Iet ya ♪

♪ I'm gonna getcha, gonna getcha ♪

Hey. I called you, like, four times this morning.

Oh. Sorry. l just, uh, turned my ringer off,

'cause I had an appointment this morning. Why? What's up?

Oh, nothin'. Just, um, got some new bling

and wanted you to be the first to know. (pop)

Shut up.

Luke gave it to me last night.

That's a diamond. That's a frickin' diamond, Andy.

(chuckles) I know.

That's amazing. Oh, my God.

Wow. (laughs)

(Jo) You girls need a minute?

Andy just got engaged.

- No way. - Really?

(Traci) To Detective Callaghan.

Yeah, thanks. I figured.

(laughs) Is that--Is that the ring?

Yeah. It's, um...

That's gorgeous. Congratulations.

(Andy) Thank you.

- Nice work, McNally. - Thanks.

Just if I were you, I wouldn't wear it out on the street.

You don't want to make yourself a target.

(locker door clicks open)

(Frank) The late James Cole--

Cabbagetown's friendIy neighborhood crack dealer.

Took four in the chest last night, no witnesses.

It's Callaghan's case,

but if it's a turf thing, it couId get pretty ugly, so keep your eyes open.

Speaking of ugly--Oliver?

(laughter)

All right, rooks, everybody knows

that Friday shifts are bad.

There's more drunk and disorderlies

and more, uh, more domestics.

Friday night, full moon--

that's a whole different story.

Diaz.

Well, uh, sir,

seeing as how the human body is mostly made up of water,

and the Moon's gravity's responsible for the Earth's tides,

it stands to reason that we should be affected, too,

uh, s--uh, somehow.

(slow handclaps)

Yeah, stupid people do stupid things. lt is in their nature.

But they will do fewer stupid things

if they know we're watching, so stay sharp.

Stay visible. Serve. Protect.

You got any questions about the Earth's tide,

talk to Diaz.

(laughter)

Thanks.

Oh! One more thing.

I understand congratulations are in order to McNaIIy here

on her engagement to Detective Callaghan.

Oh, hey!

- (Dov) Seriously? You're getting married? - Yeah.

- Andy, way to go. - (Chris) That's awesome.

That's great.

(Frank) You know, 'cause it didn't work out for the rest of us

doesn't mean that you two shouldn't give it a try.

- (Noelle laughs) - McNaIIy.

Noelle. Beautiful Noelle.

- No. - Aw, come on. Please?

No! I had him four shifts last week.

What? Only four.

Ever since he got busted down, he's been a pain in the ass.

No, no. An eager pain in the ass.

Yeah, well, I think he's got something to prove, you know.

(chuckles) Hey! The thing is...

(lowered voice) The thing is, I need this to be

kind of a lighter day, you know?

Izzy had her pals over for a sIeepover,

and I overextended myself. l'm totaIIy jet-Iagged,

- and I think I screwed up my back. - Not happening.

I'll ride with him.

Officer Epstein--I'll ride with him.

You're not a training officer.

Technically, Dov just has to ride with a supervising officer,

and I can supervise and report in to you at the end of the day.

Yeah. I like the sound of that.

Yeah, but you just have to make it clear to Dov

that I'm... his supervising officer.

You know, just so there's no confusion.

(chuckles) I like this one.

Look, just...

keep him out of trouble, okay?

Yep. Got it, sir.

Okay. He doesn't need to prove anything. Not today.

So... (sighs) You're pregnant?

What? No, I am not pregnant.

Oh, it just seems like the--

this engagement thing happened pretty quickly.

I figured, you know, maybe you didn't--

needed to move things along and...

Luke and I do live together.

Right. What's it been? How long?

Doesn't matter how long it's been.

I mean, when you know, you know.

I mean, it's not like I wasn't surprised.

Oh, yeah? What, did he hide the ring in a cupcake?

No.

Yeah, Callaghan's probably more of a skywriting kind of guy.

- Was a pIane invoIved? - No, it wasn't. It was... simple.

Oh.

Well, actually, I--I kinda found the ring in Luke's stuff,

and then he came home, and it just happened.

You found it in his stuff...

- Yeah, but I wasn't snooping. - ...and then it just happened.

Yeah, it happened, but it--in a good way.

Okay. And you said yes.

Why wouldn't I?

It was spontaneous and romantic,

and, uh...

it's a good thing.

(dispatcher on radio) Available units, we've got a 2-car collision

in front of 1 083 Emerson, corner of Emerson and Wall.

1505. Mark us. We're on our way.

(siren whoops, wailing)

Whoa! Look out!

(brakes screech, thud)

- Whoa! - (Sam) Use the sidewalk, buddy!

(Andy) This is 1505.

We're on the scene of a 1083. We need a bus.

- (Sam) We need you to clear the street here, folks. - Sir, are you okay?

- Right of way. lt was my go. - Yeah, I know. I'm sure it was.

(sighs) I can't undo this thing.

That's okay. You know what? Just sit tight.

Um, we're gonna get you out of here in a few minutes.

Driver seems okay. He's just a bit shaken up.

Yeah, well, this guy was in good enough shape to take off.

- The guy we almost hit? - l guess so.

- Well, looks like he ran the stop sign. - Yeah.

Or maybe he just didn't want to get caught with something.

What, like drugs?

I don't know.

(zipper opens)

Ohh!

(Sam coughs and chuckles) Okay.

Not what I expected.

Hmm...

(man on PA) Officer Graham to the Sergeant's Desk.

Officer Graham to the service desk.

(Chris) So you think we'll be in the wedding party?

You know, for Andy and Luke's wedding?

l'm not reaIIy sure they've thought that far ahead.

It all happened pretty fast.

Oh. I don't know. They bought a house together.

Kinda makes sense.

Yeah.

You and Dex gonna get married?

Yeah, no. l'm not reaIIy into the whole marriage thing.

I am. Totally.

(chuckles) I can't wait to have a big famiIy.

Well, you don't have to be married to have a famiIy, Chris.

Yeah. Yeah, I know. I guess I, um...

I guess I just kinda always saw myself, uh, you know, getting married.

It's weird, but I kinda can't wait.

Excuse me.

(lowered voice) Does Gail know that?

Um, I'm here about the murder, the one in the news.

- The one in Cabbagetown? - That's right. The shooting.

Okay. Do you have any information, anything that might be helpful?

If I could tell you who the killer was, would that be helpful?

Yes. Yes, it would.

Well, I stopped at the sign. lt was my go.

I hit the gas and suddenly, bam! Out of nowhere.

Then buddy just takes off.

(Andy) Okay, well, these medics are gonna take you to St. Pat's

and get you checked out.

(Jerry) Whoa, whoa. Not until I talk to him first.

Okay. Um, anything else?

(Sam) Not your best day either, huh?

Whoa! There they are.

That's fantastic. What've we got?

I got three human heads-- two male, possibly one female.

- Possibly? - You tell me, man.

Yeah, no. That--That one's a girl.

- There's hardly any blood, though. (camera beeps and cIicks)

Yeah, looks like the vics were drained before their heads were removed.

Hmm. Neat freak.

Okay, all the witnesses gave, um, the same description--

white guy, early 20s, brown hair, brown coat.

Same guy we saw fleeing the scene.

Car's registered to a Tanya Makin, 61 9 Seaton Lane.

(Jerry) Okay, so, uh, I'm gonna call

and see if l can get an lD on Peter, Paul, and Mary here.

You two go to Seaton, and I'll get a TAC to meet you there with a warrant.

- Sounds good. - All right.

(camera beeps and clicks)

Ugh. What kind of person cuts people's heads off

and drives around with 'em?

Day Iike today, you got two options--

either werewolves or zombies.

- I'd give it to the werewolves. - Why?

Everybody knows zombies can't drive.

(starts engine)

You could've at least let me drive.

You wanna drive so badIy, take out your own damn squad car.

Oh, wait. You're not allowed.

(laughs sarcastically)

Is that how you want to play this?

Dov, I'm not playing, okay? I'm just doing my job.

Check it out. Up ahead on the left.

(men shouting)

(siren whoops)

- (Dov) Do you smell that? - (Gail) What?

Sweet redemption.

- Stay in the car. - I got this.

- That's an order. (cIick, feedback)

(Gail on loudspeaker) Hey, numb-nuts! This is the police.

- Stop fighting now. - (man) Don't worry about it!

Bravo. Excellent work, Officer Peck.

(men continue shouting)

It's last warning, and then I'm gonna tase you.

That is 50,000 volts straight into the junk.

Hey!

(loudspeaker clicks off)

(seat belt clicks)

I had it.

I know.

I heard you practicing, remember?

(exhales deeply)

(knocks on door) Tanya Makin!

- Police! Hands up! - (gasps) Whoa! Okay!

- (TAC officer) All clear. - (Andy) Thank you.

When's the last time you saw it?

I parked it outside on the street Iast night after my shift.

I swear, I thought it was still outside.

And where do you work?

At the Pump & Grind coffee house on CoIIege.

Okay, you have no idea who might've taken it?

- I mean, did you lend it to anyone? - No.

- Husband? - No.

Yeah, I guess you're a bit young to be married.

A Iot of boxes, Tanya. You planning on going somewhere?

Yeah, I'm supposed to move back to North Bay with my parents.

My roommate left me a couple weeks ago and stuck me with the rent.

Look, I don't know what's going on here, okay?

l just know that you guys are busting into my apartment,

telling me that my car is gone.

I would just really appreciate it

if somebody would explain to me what's going on.

It's okay. It's okay. (cell phone rings)

(ring) Excuse me.

Yeah, Jerry, go. No, she's clean.

We found some evidence of a crime in your trunk.

What? What kind of crime?

Well, that's still under investigation.

No, no, no, no, no. My Iaptop got lifted from work last week.

That's still under investigation,

but I didn't get a visit from a SWAT team.

Uh, Tanya, you know anybody who works at Victoria Mercy?

- What, the hospital? - Yeah.

No, why?

Okay. Uh, we're good. Thank you.

Well, um, a detective will be in touch with you about your car.

Whoa. What, that's it?

Well, for now, but, look, in the meantime,

if you think of anyone that matches that description we gave you,

call, okay? This is my direct line.

(Andy) Hey, what's going on? What'd Jerry say?

Victoria Mercy's lab reported three cadavers with missing heads.

Cadavers? You think they go with the heads we found?

I can't believe I just asked you that.

Nothing gets by you, does it, McNally?

Oh, kinda like the bit about being too young to be married?

No. Nothing gets by me. (slams door closed)

(Traci) She says she can identify James Cole's shooter--

a junkie named Michelle Turner, mid-20s.

She even gave us the last known address.

And she saw Cole get shot?

She says she's a neighbor.

What's her name?

(Chris) Uh, she wouldn't tell us. She doesn't want to get involved.

Okay, so she's willing to give up the shooter by name

with no evidence?

Guess we brought you in a IittIe too soon.

Yeah, that's, uh, that's fine. Just try and figure out who she is

and see if she has a beef with this Michelle Turner, okay?

- Will do. - Okay.

- Oh! And Detective Callaghan? - Yeah.

Uh, congratulations,

you know, on you and Andy.

We're all, uh...

We're all really excited for...

Thanks.

(clears throat)

(telephones ringing)

(Jo) Hey.

Thought you were staying home today, getting some sleep.

- Yeah, well, um... (sighs) - Oh. Yeah. (chuckles)

You don't sleep well during the day.

Nash and Diaz, uh, may have a witness in the CoIe murder.

- Oh, great. Anything solid? - We'II see.

That was an absolutely gorgeous ring you gave McNaIIy this morning.

Or was that Iast night? I'm really not clear on the details.

(Jerry) Callaghan!

Brother.

True? FaIse? You locking it down with McNally?

Yeah. Yeah, locking it down.

- Great. - Hey, how'd you get so lucky?

What's this I hear on the wire about three heads in a duffel bag?

Oh, yeah, yeah. No. They--They were stoIen from the Iab at the OId Vic.

Hmm.

Yeah, I got Sammy down there right now

with your fiancée.

(chuckIes) Yeah, let's just call her McNally.

Okay.

So I guess we should probably start taIking bacheIor party.

(laughs) That's my cue.

Congratulations, detective.

(siren wails in distance)

(Andy) Hey! E-121-A.

Well... (sighs)

These heads--You think it's just some innocent prank?

Try using the words "severed heads" and "innocent" in the same sentence.

- I really want to hear that one. - Shut up. (chuckIes)

"E-1 10." What, did we pass it?

It's E-121-A. Okay. You go that way. I'll go this way.

- You can give me a call. - Okay.

Excuse me, sir?

Hey.

(radio squelch) Hey, Sam, I got him.

Have you reached-- Stop!

(beeps and buzzes)

(grunting)

(breathing hard) Put your hands up! Put 'em up.

(door closes)

What do you want? I'm busy... "McNally."

I just want to talk to you about the car accident this morning,

about the car you stole.

I didn't steal a car.

Yeah, I think you did.

Come on. Put your hands up.

Why are you lying? I didn't steal anything.

Ohh. (radio squeIch) Sam, I got him in the lab.

- Just come get over here right now-- - l gotta go.

- No! Get over here! - HeIp!

Aah! No! Aah!

- (man) Help! McNally! - (grunting)

- (door handle rattles) - Don't touch me!

(man, raging) Aah! No!

Aah! McNally! No!

- (Andy) Ohh! - (man grunts)

Aah! Aah!

Ohh! (groans)

- You okay? - Yeah, I'm okay. Just go. Go!

(panting)

Ow. (panting)

- Are you sure you're okay? - Yeah, l'm okay.

- What? - He bit me.

- it's fine. Seriously. - Ow.

- And you're sure? - He didn't even break the skin.

- Okay, but you start to transform... (door closes)

I ain't gonna think twice.

(Pathologist) Daniel Baird--

one of my research residents.

Why would he be stealing the heads off cadavers?

I haven't the faintest idea. It makes no sense to me.

I mean, he had full access here.

- He can get in and out anytime? - Yeah, absolutely.

When was the last time you saw him?

Oh, let's see, uh...

he hasn't been in for three shifts,

but that's not unusual.

I mean, we are a hospital. PeopIe do get sick.

I just went three rounds with him down the hall.

Could he have a drug problem?

If you're asking whether he had access to the pharmacy, no.

What about friends? I mean--nice guy, social?

(PathoIogist) What do you mean?

She means, is he weird?

I work 60 hours a week down here by choice.

I think I'm the wrong person to ask.

Okay.

- Trace. - Mm?

Guess what I found.

A list of wedding halls for Andy and Luke.

No. I've got an ID on our reluctant witness.

- Go, Chris. - Yeah.

I checked the security cameras in the Iot out front.

Guess who came here in her own car.

- Oh, no, she didn't. - Yeah.

Ran the plates. She lives in Hamilton.

Hamilton? So she's no neighbor?

No, not even cIose. Her name's Cecile Edwards.

- Edwards? - Yeah.

There's definitely a connection between Cecile Edwards

and MicheIIe Turner, the woman she ID'd as the shooter.

Cecile Edwards is her mother.

Were you even gonna tell me?

Jo, I do not need to ask your permission to marry Andy.

Well, you do when you give her my ring.

It was never your ring. You said no.

Yeah, and yet you hung on to it aII these years.

lt's something you were gonna give me.

Something you're now giving--

have given--

to some doe-eyed little rookie.

She found it.

All right?

She found it, which is great by me.

The only thing that mattered in that was her answer,

not where the ring came from.

Of course it matters.

(laughs to himself)

You wanted different things,

and I respected that,

but you do not get to come in here now and do this

because I am happy with someone who's not you.

Okay.

Okay. Clean slate.

Is this the Michelle Turner?

(Cecile) Mm-hmm. Yes. That's--That's her.

That's the girl that did the shooting.

Uh, Mrs. Edwards, w-we know that--

Michelle Turner is your daughter.

So?

She still went out with that Cole boy,

and he got her hooked on drugs, and they fought aII the time,

and l'm sure-- I'm sure she killed him.

Ma'am, uh, we checked with HamiIton PD,

and we know that you filed a missing persons report

18 months ago on Michelle.

Is she still missing?

Look, that report--

It sat on the desk inactive for almost a year.

She's 27 years old.

She worked on the street, and they tell me she has a high score.

She's low priority.

I just figured if--if I told you

that she did something bad like murdered,

you would go out and look for her Iike she was important.

(sighs) So what does this mean?

That nobody's gonna do anything, right?

Uh, I'm--

I'm afraid if she's got nothing to do with the case, then...

I won't waste your time anymore.

Ms. Edwards.

We're gonna print out your daughter's file, okay?

You can read through it,

and if there's anything that you can think of,

just go ahead and write it down. I mean,

maybe there's something that we missed.

(exhaIes deepIy, laughs to herself)

Thank you.

Okay. Have a seat.

(jangles keys)

What'd the super say?

Quiet. Keeps to himself. Pays his rent on time.

Typical psycho stuff.

Daniel?

It's the police.

(flies buzzing)

God. Looks like Dov and Chris's place.

Well, Dov's half, anyway.

(door creaks)

Ooh. Except for maybe this.

(Andy) And those.

Uh, they definitely don't have those.

Brains? That's gross.

Ohh.

Clozapine.

What's Clozapine?

Antipsychotics.

So Daniel's schizophrenic?

I guess so. These are dated from a month ago.

(pills rattle) They're still full.

So what's he want with brains?

(sighs and chuckles) I don't know,

and I doubt it would make much sense to us, anyway,

but, uh, l do suggest we figure out where he is,

before he decides to cut the head off somebody who isn't already dead.

50 bucks says there's something happening inside that bag--

spray paint, illegal fireworks.

Those guys? No way.

There's way too much apathy going on over there for pyrotechnics.

- Weed. - (chuckles) We don't have cause.

I can find cause. Gail, I need to make an arrest, all right?

No.

You know, this power trip

isn't gonna make me want you as a roommate

any more than I already don't.

Whatever.

I pay my share of the rent now. Chris wants me there,

so you're just gonna have to man up and deaI with it.

Oh, l wiII. Only 'cause I can wait you out.

Wait. You think that Chris and I aren't gonna Iast?

Actually, I don't know how you lasted this long.

I mean, you guys have nothing in common with each other.

Chris is a totally good person.

And I'm not?

I don't know. You tell me.

Why'd you volunteer to be my partner today?

To mess with me? To kick me while I'm down?

Dov, I volunteered to be your partner today,

because nobody else wanted you.

Do you think you're impressing the T.O.s

with this whole "dive in headfirst" thing?

You're not.

You're just proving you're not ready.

(Andy) What exactly am I looking for?

(Sam) For something with an address. Anything--friends, famiIy,

something that gives us an idea where he might hide out

when he's not here.

I got a Jim and Dina Baird. Bend, Oregon.

Long way from home.

Yeah, with nobody to check up on him.

- Hey, hey. - Mm-hmm?

Check this out.

(click)

Uh, hey.

Uh, this is Daniel.

Um...

Yeah, this is one week at haIf a dose,

so... uh, things are good.

Um, things are a little bit clearer, less fog.

(types)

Hey, um...

uh, nine days, uh, off of medication,

and, uh, I think things are good.

(chuckles) I've just probably been going to the coffee shop

a IittIe too much, uh, which is--which is--

which is understandable, so, uh...

(types)

Headaches are a problem.

They're consistent,

and appetite has pretty much gone.

I need to, uh...

not go down the road of the D2 receptors.

That's... not possible.

(types)

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Jeez.

(types)

(pants) If you can complete the circles in the right direction

and you can complete...

(sighs) the communication between them all,

that's... (fingersnap)

(sighs) that's when things start to fire properly.

Sounds like he's trying to cure himself.

- (Daniel) And if you don't have that... - A transpIant.

...the brain doesn't function properly.

(Daniel) I'm lucky.

(Andy) Hey, remember Tanya saying that her laptop was stolen?

Well, the coffee house where she works

is between here and the hospital.

(Andy) Whoa.

Hey.

(phone beeps)

Hey, Tanya. It's Officer McNally.

Give me a call as soon as you get this, okay? I--I--

Lock your doors and don't go anywhere.

We're on our way.

Yeah, I was getting to that.

(keys clatter)

You know, it's really not that kid's fault. (siren wailing)

I mean, he's just trying to get better. He can't controI it.

That kid stole heads.

He was diagnosed, prescribed medication.

He chose to go off his medication.

In my book, that makes him responsible.

Yeah, but he didn't ask for this to happen.

McNally, things happen to us all the time.

It doesn't mean we can't choose how we react.

Is this you trying to be subtle again?

(cell phone ringing)

Is that Tanya?

No, it's Luke.

(ring, beep)

(voice maiI) Hey, you've reached Andy.

Leave me a message after the beep. (beep)

Hey, it's me. Uh...

I'm home early.

I'll see you when you get here.

(siren wailing)

(dog barking)

(Sam, lowered voice) Shh, shh! The door's open.

Police! We're coming in!

Tanya! This is the police!

Tanya, it's Officer McNally!

Oh! Oh! Please, no! Is he gone?! Is he gone?!

(Sam) He's gone. He's gone.

We're clear!

- (Andy) Are you okay? - (voice breaking) Yeah, I'm okay.

(sniffles) I just came home, and he was here.

- He was here in my living room. - Daniel Baird?

Yeah. Yeah, I recognized him from work.

He comes in all the time.

I mean, he's a little weird,

but usually he's pretty sweet, you know?

He just kept saying that he-- that I didn't have to leave him,

that he was gonna-- he just needed more time.

Did he hurt you?

No, I hit him over the head with this--this lamp,

and then--and then-- and then I heard your car,

and I told him that the police were coming,

and then he took the phone out of my hand, and he--

and he chucked--oh, my God. He chucked it against the wall.

Okay. Just calm down. Take a breath. You're safe now.

Any idea where he went?

No, I don't have any idea where he went.

I ran upstairs, and I locked myself in the bathroom.

He just kept screaming.

He kept screaming that the police were trying to poison my mind

and that they didn't want us to be together?!

And you-- He even knew who you were.

I mean, he kept screaming your name, like,

"McNally, McNally, McNally, McNally!"

and, like, and that he was gonna find you and he was gonna stop your lies.

Hey.

What's your name?

Luke.

Luke Callaghan. What's yours?

I'm Daniel. Daniel Baird.

Does McNally live here?

Andy McNally?

She's not home right now, Daniel.

What can I do for you?

She's lying,

and...

she's ruining everything.

Okay, let's talk about that, all right?

I can fix it.

Tanya doesn't have to know.

Tanya? No, no. She doesn't.

AII right? I--I'll tell her that, Daniel.

She doesn't have to know anything, aII right?

You're police.

Yeah.

Daniel, I'm a detective. l'm Luke CaIIa--

(grunting, gasping)

(groaning)

(police radio chatter)

(dispatcher) 1519, we've got a noise complaint in your area.

952 Armstrong.

- May I? - Yeah.

Dispatch, Mark 1519. We're on it.

(gears shift, engine turns off)

Hey, Dov. 952's over here.

Excuse me, sir.

(Gail) Oh, Dov. Seriously.

Can I talk to you for a second?

You seen anything unusual tonight?

(sighs) Replace the superior gyrus. 4 cc's cerebrospinaI fIuid.

You been drinking, sir?

Drinking? No. No.

(police radio chatter)

You're the police.

What gave it away?

Sir, I'm gonna need to see some ID.

(pats hip)

(Velcro rips)

(Andy) So the car's gonna take you to the station,

keep you safe until we've located Daniel.

Okay. Look, I don't understand. Why me?

Uh, you were nice to him at the coffee shop.

Maybe he thinks he was in love with you.

So wait. Wait. When he said he needed more time,

what did--what's he gonna do?

(opens door) He's trying to fix himself?

Maybe that way you'll love him back.

That's crazy.

Yeah.

(Dov) Do you need some medical attention?

(Daniel) You don't know what it's like when you're out at night.

(beep)

(Dov) I need you to focus and taIk to me.

Are you hurt?

I... I just--I gotta go. I don't have a lot of time.

Sir, I need you to calm down. This wiII just take a minute.

(rapid beeping)

(receiver clicks)

(lowered voice) Uh, dispatch?

What is she doing over there? Who is she taIking to?

Mark 1519.

(Gail) We have a 20 on EDP Daniel Baird.

Armstrong, between Dupont and Bloor.

That's--That's our street. That's where we Iive.

(siren wails, car accelerates)

I gotta go. I don't--

I don't have a lot of time. I need to finish it.

Finish? Finish what, Daniel?

(squelch) Uh, Officer Epstein?

Subject is KTP-- 51-50 with a 10-60. (squelch)

(holster clanks) Daniel...

I'm gonna need you to put your hands above your head now.

I gotta go.

- I need to fix it. - Whoa. Whoa!

- Hey! Whoa! Whoa! Put the gun down! - Whoa! Whoa! Put the gun down!

(voice breaking) I need to fix it. l need to fix it for her.

- Put it down! - Put... put it down!

- I can really do it. - Put the--

I can really do it for her. Unh!

(Gail) Stay down! Stay down! Stay down!

Noooooo! (siren approaching)

- I got him. We got him. (clicks handcuffs)

(Daniel raging, sobbing)

(sighs) The guy had this.

(Andy) Oh, my God.

That's Luke's gun.

(breathing hard)

Luke!

Luke! Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Okay... It's me, Andy.

He's down!

Ohh.

10-33. Officer down.

926-A Armstrong.

All right. So, okay, he's breathing.

Cloths. Get some cloths from the kitchen.

Cloths! Hey, McNally! Get some cloths or towels or whatever...

- (gasping) Okay. Okay. - from the kitchen, all right?

- (opens drawer, clatter) - (Sam) He's still alive.

10-33! Officer down, 926-A Armstrong! We need a bus!

All right. What do I do? (hyperventiIating)

That's good. AII right. Just put--apply pressure there.

That's it. Okay. It's gonna be all right.

- (voice breaks) Sam. - Look at me, all right?

(approaching sirens) It's gonna be fine. He's still alive.

Just stay with me, all right?

(crying)

(sirens wailing)

(indistinct conversations)

He's been in there a really long time.

He's in the best possible hands.

(whispers) Yeah.

Have you heard anything?

Ohh.

(sighs) No.

We've got Daniel Baird sedated.

Found this on him.

Must've looked you up.

Yeah, well, um...

Luke put the house in both of our names, so...

How did he get in?

Looks like he came in through the back gate.

- There was no lock, so... - (sighs)

(Frank) How is he?

We got the bullets out, but, uh, he lost a lot of blood.

The next 48 hours are critical.

Can I see him?

Uh, look, I'm--I'm sorry.

ICU is restricted. Family only.

l'm his fiancée. I am his family.

All right. Come on.

(men speaking indistinctly)

(door opens, footsteps approach)

- (man) Go away. - (second man) Aah!

- Sorry, boys. - (men chuckle)

You need this bathroom, too?

I just want to see if you're okay.

I'm fine.

Dov... (sighs) How did you know?

I don't--I don't know.

I just--

Something seemed off, so I dove in.

lt's the onIy way I know how to do this job.

(Sia's "I'm in Here" playing)

I'm gonna be outside.

♪ I'm in here ♪

(door opens)

I spoke to my staff sergeant,

and he said we could put out another priority one bulletin

on your daughter in the morning.

Ohh. Thank you.

l promise, we won't forget about her.

Then if you don't mind...

can I go over it one more time?

Go ahead.

♪ Can anybody help? ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah ♪

I just heard.

♪ Can you hear my call? ♪

(sighs) Luke's out of surgery, but they stiII don't know.

I know.

♪ I've been waiting for you ♪

(lowered voice) So the eyewitness story was bogus?

(lowered voice) She's just a mom trying to do what she has to do for her kid.

Doesn't always make sense.

Sure it does.

Family comes first.

Can't argue with that.

♪ I'm crying out ♪

Okay. l gotta go to the hospital in a bit.

You want me to, uh, put a second pair of eyes on that?

That'd be great.

All right.

♪ Stuck inside these walls ♪

♪ Tell me there is hope ♪

♪ For me ♪

♪ Is anybody out there listening? ♪

♪ Can you hear my call?

♪ Are you coming to get me now? ♪

♪ I've been waiting for ♪

♪ You to come rescue me ♪

(monitor beeping steadily)

♪ I need you to hold ♪

♪ All of the sadness I cannot ♪

(monitoring update beeps)

(monitor beeping steadily)

♪ Live with inside of me ♪

♪ I'm in here ♪