All language subtitles for The Listener - S03E02 [Cold Case Blues]

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What's the matter, Logan? Thought you
said you wanted to learn how to defend yourself.

Against some random street
action, not a bunch of Navy Seals.

I'm sure the Seals
will be grateful for that.

All right. Punch, block, trap, and punch.

- All right, all right.
- Come on! Go!

- You all right?
- Yeah. You're actually starting to get this.

We go again.

Harder!

- That guy's trying to kill me.
- What do you expect, man?

Those MMA guys are crazy. If you didn't want
to feel the pain, you should've taken up yoga.

I'm gonna be so sore
tomorrow for my first day at IIB.

I can't believe you're an actual cop now.

Not an actual cop; A special consultant.

Well...

I wish you the best.

I also wish for my next partner
to look like Marisa Tomei.

Yeah. I'm gonna pick up a few shifts
here and there. You know that, right?

You can't get rid of me that easily.

You look good, by the way.

I'm getting the beach body together.

- Your beach body?
- I just got two all-inclusive tickets to the finest resort

- in the Caribbean.
- For you and Sandy?

Except she doesn't know
yet. Pretty romantic, eh?

It's a big surprise to drop on somebody.

It's an awesome surprise
to drop on somebody.

Like a 50-pound weight! Bam!

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(Car honking) (Siren)

- Mr. Klein. Richards, Homicide.
- It's not every day

I get called to a crime
scene. What's going on?

Kesey at Major Crimes said it had something
to do with a cold case the two of you worked on.

- Thought you'd be interested in what they found.
- Oh, I'm beyond interested.

- Lead on.
- It's a woman's body.

Contractors found her earlier
today when they punched

- through this wall.
- How long has she been here?

- Forensics think maybe eight, 10 years.
- Let me see her.

We found a MedicAlert
bracelet on her wrist.

Apparently, she was a co-worker
of yours... Stephanie Cordell.

Sync by Alice www.addic7ed.com

And this is the kitchen.

Put it on another shelf?

Your mug goes on this
shelf and this shelf only.

This, Toby, is your desk.

This is your chair. How
do I get one of these

- rolly chairs that just, uh...
- This is your access card...

It gets you into any black
dot room. Don't lose it.

Black dot rooms. Is that where I
grab one of these leathery rolly chairs?

- That's a red dot room.
- How do I get a red dot access card?

You know, your work has
this lovely way of interrupting us

at the most inopportune moments.

Well, you gotta take the whole
package if you want a piece of me.

I'm gonna take the whole package.

I want the whole package.

What do you think,
dinner tonight? A little...

- dancing, maybe?
- Wow.

I think we should just stay in.

I like that too. (Phone ringing)

Yeah.

Hey, Klein.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Maybe tomorrow?

- Tonight. - Tonight?
- Yeah.

- OK.
- I'll call you later.

Stop looking so gorgeous!

Her name is Stephanie Cordell.

She was a lawyer.

We worked together in
the Crown Attorney's office.

- Sorry to hear that.
- Eight years ago,

she left the office after working late,

- and was never seen again.
- So what, she just vanished?

- There were signs of a struggle in her apartment.
- Suspects?

Three. One was a
boyfriend, a Justin Walker.

He's got a record for two assault charges.

That's an odd choice of
a boyfriend for a lawyer.

Well, they met when she was
working as a public defender.

She realized her mistake
and she broke it off.

I'm guessing he didn't like that.

Next suspect? Unfortunately,
persons unknown.

She filed a report with the
cops a couple weeks earlier.

She saw someone with a
camera looking through her window.

She thought she was being peeped.

An "admirer" who may have turned violent.

- The third?
- The third was

a drug dealer she was
prosecuting... a James McCallan.

He's suspected in the disappearance

of three rival drug dealers. This
guy's a real nasty piece of work.

The police could never build a
case against any of these guys,

so no charges were ever laid.
Eventually, the investigation was shut down.

Well, let's go talk to this McCallan guy,

see if the discovery of
Stephanie's body shook

- anything loose.
- We need to canvass

- that neighbourhood. Someone might have seen something.
- We're talking almost a decade.

- Just do it, Michelle.
- Of course.

I was just gonna say
we'll need Metro's help.

We have things going for
us we didn't eight years ago.

We have Stephanie's body and we have you.

Now we'll be able to know
if someone's telling the truth.

Sometimes it's not that simple.

- Let's try to keep positive, shall we?
- Yeah.

We have a body.

We have evidence. We have a damn telepath.

This should be a case we can solve.

You went out on a limb to form this unit.

Do you really want to risk all
of that for a personal mission?

I guess I've always felt a
little bit guilty that justice

wasn't done for Stephanie.
Now I can make sure it is.

Fair enough.

Now you're eating into my day,
and I know it's not your first day.

All right, here. You
take it easy, all right?

Thanks, Kelly. Hey.

- Isn't that, uh, your...
- My partner du jour? Yeah.

- What happened?
- We go out

on this apartment call, but when
we got there nobody was responding

and the door was locked.
So, I'm calling dispatch.

Meanwhile this guy's
trying to break down the door

like Chuck Norris. Popped out his shoulder.

Well, I guess not everybody
graduates at the top half of the class.

Yeah, and I keep
getting partnered with him.

Let's get this guy down to X-Ray.

- Hey.
- Hey yourself.

I've got a little surprise for you.

Oh.

- What are those?
- Two tickets to paradise.

- Just me and you.
- You're kidding.

No. A week of sand, sun, and sweat.

Oh, it sounds like, uh...
it sounds really great.

- Everything OK?, - Yeah, sure.

Terrific. Like, just, um...

What? Just an amazing
gift from a really great guy?

- Is that what you were gonna say?
- [intercom]: Code Blue. - That's a Code Blue.

- Yeah.
- I gotta go.

- Can we talk later?
- Of course, of course.

[Intercomm]: Code Blue,
305. Code Blue, 305.

- You're sure it's my sister?
- It's Stephanie. - How... how?

- They used dental records.
- Right.

Here are some of her things...

Her watch, her rings, her bracelet.

Whoever killed her, it wasn't a robbery.

How's your mom?

Your support was the only thing that really
got her through when Steph disappeared.

Then finding the body just

opened that wound again, you know?

Who would do this?

Who would kill somebody and then

shove them into the wall like a
piece of god damn insulation?

Becky, I'm sorry. You
have to think, though.

Is there anything she said?
Anybody who threatened her?

- Anybody she had a problem with?
- Nobody.

Nobody hated Stephanie.

She was just nice.

She was just my sister.

Will you call me if you think of anything?

- Sure.
- OK.

Thanks.

- Did you get a read?
- Bits and pieces,

really. Just scraps. Them
playing together as kids.

Someone's wedding.

Them cooking a family
meal. It's... it's really loose.

Why was I reading her? Is she a suspect?

It was a long shot.

Families have secrets sometimes. Maybe
something she didn't even know she knew.

Somebody has to know what happened to her.

Yeah.

I guess I always thought... hoped...

That she was out there...

Maybe run off somewhere.

Michael was a great
boss. Always the optimist.

No matter how bad a case
got, you were sure we'd win.

Can you tell us anything else about
the case Stephanie was handling?

James McCallan. Drug dealer.

He was charged with
taking out three rival dealers

- for their territories.
- What happened to the case?

Main witness was a snitch who decided
if the prosecutor can vanish, so could he.

- Recanted everything.
- The case just fell apart?

Completely imploded. The
guy was right to be scared.

Five weeks later, he was
shot and dead in Rexdale.

I never gave up on
McCallan. He's a smart one.

Laundered his money,
invested in real estate,

likes to think he's a model citizen now.

I'd enjoy seeing him go down.

- Keep me in the loop.
- Yeah.

- [Michelle]: OK, so...
- Hey.

I got something. I tracked
down the jilted boyfriend.

Justin Walker?

- Yeah, who's asking?
- IIB.

I'd like to ask you a few
questions about Stephanie Cordell.

God, you people are unbelievable.

I mean, after all these years you come
back, drag me and my family into this?

Her body was found stuffed into
the wall of a building last night.

Now, it's our understanding that
you two didn't part on the best of terms.

Look, I told this all
to the cops back then.

Well, we have new questions
about how you broke it off.

You must have been very upset.

- You know, it happens sometimes... crimes of passion.
- We'd like to talk to you about

- the night of her disappearance.
- I told them everything back then.

Kids, come on. Let's go inside.

And the boyfriend was strangling her?

- That's what it looked like.
- That's more like it.

- I was beginning to wonder about you.
- Look, I just want to warn you,

the mind is a very tricky place.

We can't jump to conclusions
because of something that I read.

Hey. Forensics just sent over some

preliminary post-mortem results. The cause of
death appears to be blunt force trauma to the head.

The impression in her skull
was consistent with pieces

of a glass vase that was found
on the floor in her apartment.

So the killer left the murder weapon?

The pieces were analyzed
at the time and cleared.

There were no traces of blood
or the murderer's DNA on them.

Any indications of strangulation?

- Nope.
- So why did you see the boyfriend strangling her?

Well, uh, I mean, maybe he's
remembering how angry she made him feel

or maybe it was something he
thought of doing to her. I don't know.

So... so fantasies can appear as reality?

If someone visualizes them, yeah.

Let me tell you, dementia,
I mean, that's a real trip.

So we don't actually
know if this guy killed her.

So this is a big waste of my time.

- OK. You guys want to hear the rest of what I found out?
- Yes, please.

There was a series of small puncture
wounds just below the collarbone.

- That'd odd. I wonder how she got those.
- Maybe she fell on something...

- Glass?
- The marks don't match

anything on the table or
any of the glass on the floor.

By the way, the building
where we found the body...

You'll never guess who owned it.

James McCallan?

IIB. I'd like to talk to you
about Stephanie Cordell.

That's my lawyer. Call him.

Her body was found in a building

owned by you. The factory at 22 Madsen.

She was pretty intent on bringing you down.

That must have made you mad,
maybe given you some ideas.

That building would be
the perfect hiding place.

An old building being renovated.
Who'd notice a bricked-up wall?

Hide the smell.

You know the Crown's
been trying to pin this on me

for years. So, that's my lawyer. Call him.

Did you get anything?

Yeah he pictured some crazy-ass
bald dude attacking Stephanie.

Just what we need... another suspect.

- I'm imagine this isn't going to make Klein any happier, is it?
- Welcome to IIB.

No.

No.

No.

No. No.

No.

McCallan certainly doesn't

- choose his team for their looks.
- No kidding.

No. Here we go. Yeah.

This is the guy McCallan thought about.

Daniel Fallon. Numerous convictions
for assault, possession, extortion.

Standard resume for a grade A enforcer.

- Can you get an address?
- Yeah, he's on probation. Give me an hour.

- I'll find him.
- Cool. Right on, man.

I don't know why I even bother playing
with you. All right. OK, that's my last 20.

Get out of here. Hey, man. How's it going?

- What are you doing here?
- Oh, I just gotta pick up a few things.

- Like a shift with me?
- No, no. IIB is going crazy.

Great. So I'm riding with another newbie.

Hey, uh, how'd it go with Sandy?

- Well...
- You ask her out on that trip?

- Yeah, yeah, she was a little funny about it.
- A little funny?

- I'm not surprised.
- Oh, no?

No. For some people, going on vacation
is a big step forward in a relationship.

You read that somewhere,
right? Like Teen Beat?

You read it too.

Hey, I also read in another
edition of Teen Beat,

just call her, talk to her,
listen to her. Excuse me.

Hey.

Hey. You interested in
some undercover work?

- Undercover? Yeah, sure.
- Great.

I'll send you the details.

Undercover? Like Donnie Brasco.

"I'm in the dark here!"

"Hooah!"

Donnie Brasco.

You haven't seen it?

Hey. Can I grab a pint of amber?

This is a nice place, huh?

It's a place.

- Yeah, any place with
beer taps and frosty glasses:

Pure heaven after a day like I had.

Hey.

I tell you, my man, today at work...

One headache after another.

Mostly trying to beat back the competition.

You gotta be vigilant, right?

You gotta show 'em who's the man.

- That's what they say.
- Especially if they think they're untouchable, right?

I mean, you gotta...

you gotta make a point, right?

(Gunshots)

- Who the hell are you?
- Just a guy having a drink.

Knock yourself out.

Hey, I was just having a conversation, man.

Punch, block, trap, punch.

You want to go?

Even the computer club
kids think they're tough now.

- Who the hell are you?
- Hey! Drop your weapon!

Don't underestimate
the debating team chicks.

Yeah, you took your time, Michelle.

- I was enjoying the show.
- Yeah, thank you.

You have quite the record, Mr. Fallon.

Do the names Fabian Jenkins,

Jorma Tikkanen, or Mitch
Williams ring any bells?

They're all drug dealers, competitors of James
McCallan, and you were McCallan's muscle,

so when they disappear, I gotta
believe you know something about that.

(Gunshots)

That's what this is about?
Cops asked me all this years ago.

I got nothing new to say.

Heard you picked up Fallon.

He tried to kill one of my people.

Charming. Any luck?

Not yet. But I think things
are about to get interesting.

- Look, where's my lawyer?
- Speaking of lawyers, have you ever heard of one

- named Stephanie Cordell?
- Should I have?

Well, your boss had a
problem with her, too.

I want that bitch dead!

He had more than a problem,
didn't he? He wanted her dead.

She was going to bring him down
for the murder of those dealers.

That's when a problem
solver like you steps in, isn't it?

I'd like to consult with my client.

- In private.
- You do that.

And while you're at it, I
would advise your client

to start cooperating in this investigation.

- And why would he do that?
- Your client tried to kill

an officer with an unlicensed weapon.

That's what I call probation violation.

And I call your arrest entrapment.

- We have something concrete on him, right?
- Yeah, I told you.

Assault, possession of a weapon,
breaking terms of probation.

I mean something tying
him to Stephanie's murder.

- No.
- What led you to Fallon?

Our lead was from a confidential source.

I thought we had an understanding.
You were to keep me in the loop.

McCallan's gonna be extra cautious now.

Let's hope this little gamble
of yours didn't blow anything.

So what exactly did you get from Fallon?

I saw the three dealers that they
were originally looking at McCallan for,

shooting, bodies being buried,

towers, chimneys of some sort.

OK, great. Uh, give Dev a description

and we'll locate them.

- Anything about Stephanie?
- Nothing. No.

When you read McCallan
you saw Fallon killing her.

- So why didn't Fallon think that too?
- Maybe he didn't do it.

Maybe McCallan jumped to a conclusion...

He thought Fallon had
killed her for him. I don't know.

I'm not a crystal ball. I read
what they're thinking at that time;

- Not what we want them to.
- I think I might have made a mistake here.

- Yeah, he's thinking that.
- I'll talk to him.

Working with Toby is gonna
take some getting used to.

- Yeah, no kidding.
- He is not the problem here.

- Me.
- Look, I can deal with the fact

that this is a personal interest case for
you, but I think you owe me an explanation

- as to what's really going on.
- My personal feelings have nothing to do with the details

of this crime or its solution. If they
did, trust me, Michelle, I would tell you.

- I'd like to leave it at that.
- OK.

Now, since our telepath
didn't come up with anything,

- what's our next move?
- The lab got back to us.

Forensics recovered trace
evidence from Stephanie's body.

Black fibres, most likely from the
trunk of the car she was transported in.

Trace DNA. Maybe we can link it to Fallon.

The problem with that line of action is...

we may be looking at the wrong suspect.

- What do you mean?
- I've been identifying

all the other occupants at Stephanie's
building at the time she went missing

- against police reports.
- And?

And...

I found this. Corey Rollins.

He works as a landscaper. He was arrested

a year after Stephanie's
disappearance as a peeping Tom.

- Is this the guy that Stephanie filed a complaint against?
- Maybe. And if he was,

did he go from peeping to murder?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Ah, yeah, about the trip, right?

Well, I'm just a little surprised
that you weren't more into it.

I thought it was a beautiful gesture.

"Beautiful gesture"?
What, are we at a funeral?

- OK, that's not what I meant...
- I mean, if it was too much, if I'm smothering you...

- For God's sake, Oz, OK,
you're not smothering me.

- At least, you weren't until a minute ago.
- OK, point taken.

I'm sorry I wasn't clearer earlier.

The reason I can't go
with you is because I'm...

gonna be in Africa.

- Africa?
- Africa.

What are you talking about?

OK, before you and I
even got together, I applied

to an international health organization.

I just got the acceptance letter a couple
days ago. I didn't have a chance to tell you.

It was something I always wanted to do,

but my ex-husband wasn't into
letting me take off for that long.

You know, he just wasn't
as understanding as you are.

I am pretty understanding.

Yeah, you're very understanding.

So, how long is "that long"?

Corey Rollins?

I've been seeing the counsellors.

I'm up on my conditions.
I'm glad to hear that,

sir, but, uh, we're actually here

to talk to you about something else... something
that happened eight years ago when you lived

- at 539 Gilmour Street.
- Yeah, what about it?

There was another resident... A
woman named Stephanie Cordell.

Did you know her?

That was a long time ago. I'm not sure.

Come on, Mr. Rollins, you must
have noticed her disappearance.

It was on the television, the police were

- all over your building.
- You knew her, didn't you?

- Yeah.
- And did you peep her?

(Camera shutter clicking)

- No.
- You're not one of these guys

who likes to take pictures?
Reminders of your "girlfriends"?

- That's not you?
- I bet you have them

hidden away somewhere in a secret stash.

You know, I bet you if we found them

- there'd be some of Stephanie.
- Maybe other women as well.

Does your counsellor know about this?

Look, you guys have got it all wrong.

- Hey, you OK?
- I did not see that coming.

Damn it, I wore the wrong shoes.

Where did he go?

This way.

Maybe we lost him.

Short cut. This way.

IIB. Just passing through.

There's a back door.

Look out! Ugh!

Hey, Liv, Liv, Liv.

- We're stabilizing him.
- I just want a moment with him.

He's going straight into surgery.

Any idea what he'll be
like when he gets out of it?

The neurosurgeon is optimistic
he could make a full recovery,

but with those injuries we just don't know.

Will you let us know when
he gets out of surgery?

- Absolutely.
- Thank you.

OK, so, what now?

We need to find those photographs.
They may tie this guy to Stephanie.

Any luck?

This guy's a full-on hoarder.

Yeah, you think that he hid those
special photos somewhere else?

Well, if he had, he wouldn't have run.

I think we're gonna be here for a while.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Yeah, I saw this plane
when I read Corey Rollins.

- Yeah?
- Might explain the cigarettes.

Let's see...

Look at that.

Who are all these women?

I bet most of them didn't even
know he was taking their pictures.

I wonder how many more women
wound up in walls somewhere.

Even with all these pictures, it's
a leap to prove he killed anyone.

He's still just one of the suspects.

We have to ID these women
and account for all of them.

I'll give Rollins this:

He was very organized. There are
times and dates on every single shot.

Hold on here.

Guys, check this out.

A stack of them.

Unreal.

- Yeah, that's Stephanie.
- There's tonnes here.

That's a week before her disappearance.

Even from the night she was murdered.

OK, so that proves he was there that night.

- Yeah, but it doesn't actually tie him to the murder itself.
- Right.

OK.

You know what? You guys
look tired. Get out of here.

Let me go through these.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. Go find something to do.

I got a date. Call me if you get anything.

(Gunshots)

You know, I'm gonna go for a ride

and check something out. You got this?

- I got it.
- All right.

- Hey, Mr. McCallan. You got a second?
- You're a cop.

- Special consultant, actually.
- That's a ballsy move coming down here

by yourself. Now you're alone
with the big bad boogieman.

Yeah. I just want to ask you a question.

First you set up my buddy
Fallon, and then you come here?

Because, what are you, working
off someone's personal grudge?

I'm just here to find the truth.

Oh, I see. OK, well, I'll
give you some truth, then.

You are never gonna prove that I
killed that lawyer, because I didn't do it.

So how did she end up
in a wall in your building?

Someone's trying to pin it on me.

Why do you think that?

The work that I was doing
on those buildings was being

done on the down-low. No permits.

The only way somebody could have
know about it was if they were watching me.

So you got some grudges? Is
someone trying to set you up? Is that it?

(Gunshots)

I've made a few enemies along the way.

- On both sides of the law.
- Yeah.

- That good enough for you?
- Thank you.

So I was thinking.

Maybe me and you could
go up north this weekend,

get out of the city. You know,

a B&B maybe.

Yeah, you know, and just get some monkeys

to run the bar, take off my clothes,
run through the streets naked,

- light myself on fire.
- OK, OK.

- I'm sorry.
- It's OK.

It's just this case I'm working.

What?

I guess I just got used to
being in charge of my team.

And now I'm working this higher level unit,

which is great... I just,
I'm reporting to someone

- and it just feels a bit like...
- Like a demotion?

Yeah.

Cut yourself some slack. You said it:

This is a high level unit.

And you are there because
you are the best at what you do.

And they all know that.

That is some smooth bartender rap.

No, that was Dr. Phil gone wrong.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

(Phone ringing)

- You're gonna answer that, aren't you?
- Yes, I am.

Yeah.

OK, um, I'm on my way. Yeah.

- Nightcap?
- For sure.

Naked.

Of course.

You're sure there were four smokestacks?

Yeah. I saw a distorted version of it
when I read Fallon, and then I saw it

- more clearly when I read McCallan.
- Four smokestacks sounds like

an old generating plant in Lakeview.

- Yeah, that's it.
- I mean, it's torn down now,

but it would have been
standing at the time.

The bodies of the dealers
are buried within sight of this.

There's lots of industrial land out there.
Let's see if McCallan owned any property

in that area. If we can connect
him to the other murders,

maybe we can get him
to confess to Stephanie's.

All right, I'm all over it. Oh, uh,
Walker's stewing in the interview room.

Great. Come with me.

Listen, I'm only gonna tell you this
one time: you never, ever freelance.

That's how people end up dead. Understood?

All right, yeah. It won't happen again.

Nice job.

I'm telling you, I wasn't there.

Then why was your car parked outside of
Stephanie's building the night she was killed?

- I don't know. It's some mistake.
- No mistake. That's your car.

Just 'cause somebody wrote a date
on the picture doesn't mean anything.

Other photos from the
same roll show Stephanie

wearing the same outfit
that she was killed in.

Given your record, the fact that

Stephanie was breaking things off with you,
the judge and jury aren't even gonna need that.

So you were there, weren't you?

But you weren't there
to hurt her, were you?

No. We fought in the past,
but... I went there that night

'cause we were gonna be together again.

What did you fight about?

She was seeing somebody else.

You're sure about that?

Yeah, even that night.

She was wearing this piece of
jewellery... I'd never seen it before.

It was carved silver. Expensive.

I never could have given it to her.

I don't know if she wore it to provoke
me or just to get things out in the open,

but when I asked her where she got it,
she admitted she was seeing someone.

- Do you know who this guy was?
- She didn't say.

It didn't matter as long as
she was coming back to me.

Still, it must have made you mad.

I told you. She said it was
over, and that's all I cared about.

And you want us to believe
that you never hurt her?

I swear. The last I saw her,

she said she was gonna break
it off with the guy that night.

So... I left.

I'm inclined to believe
him. Why would he kill her

- if they were reconciling?
- And the make of his car

doesn't match the carpet fibres
we found on Stephanie's body.

So it would seem we're back
looking at McCallan as prime suspect.

- Must be another way into him.
- How would he even get to Steph? Didn't you have him

- under surveillance 24/7?
- The only ways somebody

could have known about it
was if they were watching me.

If there was this other guy,
that would explain something

I've been having a problem with here.

There was no evidence of a lover... No
phone calls that weren't accounted for.

- But there was motive.
- It was McCallan. It had to be.

Let me know when you
actually get something.

We have a problem.

Thank you for stating the obvious.

No, I don't think you understand.

When I read Walker, I saw him
giving Stephanie a bunch of flowers,

- and she put them in a glass vase.
- The murder weapon.

I just read your friend
Morrissey here, and...

he saw those exact same
flowers in the unbroken vase,

which means that he was there
sometime between when Walker left

and when she disappeared.

What are you saying?

I think he's the other man.

That can't be.

How would he know what the
flowers in the vase look like?

Well, you said yourself,
your gift that plays tricks...

Yes, but I can't put the image in his head.

He saw the flowers, he
saw the exact same vase.

He was there.

And with the surveillance
information he had on McCallan,

he knew exactly where to
dump the body to incriminate him.

We do have a problem.

A big one.

I checked with Metro
Organized Crime. Morrissey was

one of the few people
with access to the location

of McCallan's off-the-books renovation project.
- There was also a call

from Stephanie to Morrissey the night of
her disappearance, right after Walker's visit.

Because they were working on a case
together, nobody thought it was out of the ordinary.

In reality, she's calling him to set
up the meeting to break it off with him.

So maybe he went to go see her,

he didn't take the break-up well, he flew
off the handle, and ended up killing her.

And then buries the body at McCallan's.

These are great theories,
guys, but we don't have one

hard solitary piece of evidence
proving anything. Maybe we do.

Walker saw Stephanie
wearing a very distinct pendant...

A metal star with sharp
points and a crystal inside of it.

That could be where the
marks on her chest came from,

but I didn't see any pendant
in the crime scene photos.

No, and it wasn't with the body either,
but the killer could have taken it with him

because he knew the police
would have connected it to him.

Toby, can I get a description?

- Yeah, I got a very good read.
- Too bad your telepathic reads aren't admissible in court.

It might not be necessary. Is
there any way you can get me

access to Morrissey's credit card records?

Opening an official investigation
into a Crown Attorney, that's a big step.

Who are you worried about here? Your
friend Morrissey or the woman he killed?

Recognize it?

Take a good close look at it, Michael.

Looks nice,

- but I've never seen it before.
- That's odd because

according to your credit card records, you
bought that just a little over eight years ago.

The artisan who made
it recognized it instantly.

It's a very expensive, one-of-a-kind piece.

It was for Stephanie, wasn't it?

Of course not. Who it was
for is none of your business.

There are markings on Stephanie's
body in the exact pattern of that pendant.

Her ex-boyfriend, Walker, also identified
it as the one she was wearing that night.

[Morrissey]: There's no
way you can tie this to me.

We found it in a drain
in your garage, so...

We're gonna get those prints.

Maybe even some of Stephanie's DNA.

There were also carpet fibres

from your car's trunk,
late night phone calls...

Not to mention your DNA on the body,
a partial print we're working to confirm...

You know where this is going, right?

Can we have a minute?

What happened, Michael?

I went over to her place...

to tell her that I was gonna leave my wife.

I wanted us to be together.

I didn't want to hide any more.

Instead, she told me it was over.

That's when things...

got crazy.

(Glass shattering)

Next thing I know...

...she was on the floor.

You know...

I counted them up once...
Over 200 cases I've been

involved with that could
be called crimes of passion.

There was a time when I... I
never believed in that concept.

I never understood how
someone could get so angry

they could lose all control.

That all changed that night.

I'm sure Becky and her mother
will appreciate hearing that.

- Alvin...
- You betrayed them.

You betrayed me, Michael.

Would you mind coming with me?

It's a good thing the jeweller was
able to make a copy of that pendant.

Dev's getting a search warrant
for Morrissey's place right now.

We'll get the real pendent
from the drain in his garage.

Why didn't you read him from the start?

I don't read everybody.
Especially not people that we trust.

You OK? I always thought McCallan

killed Stephanie because of the case.

But the thing is, it was my case.

She didn't want it.

I convinced her there wasn't
gonna be a better chance

to jump-start her career.

And you felt guilty ever since.

You gotta let it go.

And I that obvious, or are
you just reading me right now?

I'm just listening.

I think it's gonna take me a while
to get used to what you can do.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm still trying. (Chuckling)

- This is crap. You got nothing.
- We received an anonymous tip suggesting we check out

a property you owned at
the Four Sisters Power Plant.

We did a little digging, and guess what we
found? The bodies of those missing dealers

- you murdered.
- I had nothing to do with that.

That's not what your boy Fallon's
saying. He's already cutting deals.

No disappearing witnesses
this time. You're mine.

So, tomorrow you'll be in Africa.

Technically, it'll take a couple days...

Layovers, waiting for my bus,
another 10 hours on my bus...

OK, I was trying to be dramatic.

- Oh.
- Yeah. Listen, my shift's almost over. Maybe I could, uh,

come to your place, have a proper goodbye?

Uh... you know what, I would
love to, but I have packing...

Right, yeah. Packing.
Packing can be stressful. Yeah.

You know, I think this is
gonna be really good for us.

I think it'll give us time
to see how we really feel.

- Yeah, time to think, right?
- Exactly. - Yeah.

I don't need time to think, though.

I know exactly how I feel about you.

And I'm not expecting anything from you

while you're gone, but...

I will be here for you when you get back.

You don't have to do that.

I know.

You know the part that I don't get?

Why your car sucks and mine doesn't?

- I'm a lap ahead of you, brah.
- You're a lap behind, dude.

No. Am I needy? Am I a needy guy?

You're whiny. It's not sexy.

When did I become high maintenance?

You fell in love, man. Why
do you think I'm single?

- No, no, no!
- Nice.

My driver's gonna need life
support. You want a beer?

- Yup.
- Hey, so how was your first official cop case?

Pretty good, a few bumps.

A little nervous. But I'm
getting the hang of it I think.

Almost got beat up by a hitman.

Took down the boss' friend for murder.

- You know, things like that.
- Well, suddenly my day doesn't sound so bad after all.

Cheers.

Best five out of seven?

- All right.
- I'm Ryan Gosling.

Why don't we make it interesting? I
do have an extra ticket to the Caribbean.

- I'm not sleeping in the same bed with you.
- I think that's assumed.

- All right.
- Three, two, one.

Aww!

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