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***

- You're awake.

- And you're... leaving already.

- I have to be in court in 20 minutes.

- I can work with 20 minutes.

- I need to be... dressed.

- It was fun last night. - Last night was fun.

Tuesday was pretty good too. Are we still on for tonight?

- Absolutely. I was thinking...

maybe we could go out tonight. Why?

- I don't know, maybe have our first "real date".

You don't have a problem with that, do you?

- No! Why would there be a problem with that?

- I don't know!

- Ah... It's Angie.

Apparently we snagged a new case. I better get going too.

- You haven't told her about us yet, have you?

: Yeah, that, uh, could be

an issue, and Angie's got a thing about dating clients.

- But I'm a former client. - And a potential future client.

- OK. But you're still gonna tell her about us, aren't you?

- Yes. - As in, today.

- Absolutely. - Great.

***

- If I'd known you were gonna be so late, I would've taken a cab.

What kept you? - Oh, I got a phone call...

from my dentist. Guy could talk for hours about bicuspids.

So what's the new case?

- Maz left me a message. Some walk-in clinic

from the Danforth Village got broken into last night.

He asked if we could help out. - He wants our help on a B&E? That's weird.

- It is weird. So is the fact

that you smell like hazelnut coffee.

- I just wanted to try something different.

- You're wearing the same shirt as yesterday.

: You're dating someone!

No! - And keeping it a secret.

Now that's interesting. Why all the mystery?

- And you got quite an imagination. Look, there's Maz.

This must be the place!

***

- Hey good, you're here! Uh...

let's go inside. Yeah.

You know what? Let's actually... stay out here. Yeah.

Just handing over a big juicy case to my best bud, as always.

How 'you doing, Jake? - Maz.

- Why aren't you investigating it?

- Got a couple of statements, but, uh, the department's

not making B&E's a really high priority these days.

Besides, I think the doctor that runs this place would really

appreciate your involvement.

- He's back, Ange.

In the flesh.

- Oh, Maz, you didn't.

What flesh? - Look, just understand

that I did this for your own good, OK? I mean, what are

the odds, really I mean, you're gonna thank me for this,

one day. I promise. Maybe. Hopefully.

***

- Hi, Ken.

- That is the one and only Dr. Ken Graham.

Also known as the one that got away.

***

- ** I see you and you see me

* Watch you blowin' the lines when you're makin' a scene *

* Oh boy, you've got to know

* What my head overlooks

* The senses will show to my heart *

* When it's watching for lies 'cause you can't escape my *

- * Private Eyes They're watching you *

* Private Eyes

* They're watching you, watching you, watching you *

* Watching you *

***

- Look at this place.

It was fine last night when I left.

- Must be difficult to take in.

- Since I got back, I've been working the nightshift

in the ER. I usually get here by eight but --

- Since you got back from where, vacation?

- For the last five years, I've been working with an NGO,

treating orphans in the Nigerian jungle. Malaria,

HIV, that sort of thing.

It's a tragedy of epic proportions.

- Huh. - I got back last month

and I decided to open this place. Free clinic

serving the neighbourhood. We treat new immigrants,

refugees mostly.

- And you work in the ER. - Only five nights a week.

- Huh! Same old Ken.

- Uh, I'm Matt Shade, by the way.

- Ken, this is my partner. - Matt Shade--

- Yeah, as in "The Shadow"?

I used to play professional hockey.

- Sorry, I never really made time for sports,

what with med school and residency and volunteering...

- Right.

- So, what were the thieves after, do you think?

Um, all of the computers are here... Drugs, maybe?

- They were disappointed if they were. Like the sign up front

says, we don't keep any drugs on the premises.

- Is there somebody else that might have a better idea

of what's missing? - My colleague, Sayid

He always arrives first.

- So you don't watch hockey at all?

Oh, hey! Lemme give you a hand.

- I've got it.

OK.

Sayid, this is Angie Everett. She's...

ah... an old friend.

- It's nice to meet you. - Angie's a private investigator

and this is her partner...

- Matt Shade.

The clinic's gonna be closed for days.

- We'll get it up and running sooner than that.

- Patients are going to be scared to come back now.

- We'll figure it out. We always do.

- This cabinet's been jimmied open. What was in here?

- Some... gauze, bandages... Nothing really.

The thieves pretty much cleaned it out.

- There may have been some petty cash in there.

- It's a... press-on nail.

- It's not from anyone who works here.

- Sayid, did you see anybody when you got here this morning?

- I saw the smashed window and I called the police.

No, first the spray paint and now this.

Our patients don't deserve this. They've been through enough.

- Wait, are you saying the graffiti out front

was a separate incident? - Yeah. About a week ago.

We got the worst of it off. - The words were far from welcoming.

- Can you guys think of anyone who's unhappy

about the clinic being here?

- The café owner across the street.

He blames the clinic for attracting

the "wrong kind" of people. - OK, we'll check it out.

- Angie, you really... don't have to take this on.

- No, I insist. It's on us.

We're going to figure out who's doing all this

and put a stop to it. - Same old Angie.

***

- Trashing a free refugee clinic.

That is the lowest of the low. - I couldn't agree more.

Ken is a bit much though, isn't he? Talk about delusions

of grandeur. "It was a tragedy of epic proportions"?

- It's not delusional if you're actually doing it.

Wait, is this because he doesn't watch hockey?

- No! It's because he was all cagey

about what was really in that cabinet.

- OK, now who's being delusional? Ken is the most...

honest person I've ever known. - You don't think it's strange

that absolutely nothing was missing from the clinic?

- Not if someone's trying to send a message

to shut the clinic down. - I think your judgment

is being clouded by McDreamy back there.

Exactly how long did you date the good doctor for, anyway?

- It was five years ago, and... fleeting at best.

- So, no lingering feelings then?

- Absolutely not. In the distant rear-view mirror.

- * Oh baby blue - This looks like the place.

- It's a bit hipster for around here. Think this guy

bet the gentrification would spread east?

- If he did, he's losing big time.

- Hey! How many times

do I have to tell you to get off my sidewalk?

- OK, back off! This is my spot.

- Go. - Hey! Let's take it inside.

- Yeah, stick it in your man bun, loser!

- Sorry. It's just, the people

in this neighbourhood, they're driving me into bankruptcy.

- Looks like a short trip.

- If it's not that street musician blocking my doorstep,

it's the sweet old lady who comes in and steals

all my raw sugar packs. Or the jackass

who parks himself in that window for days and just lights up

these disgusting cigars. What is it, 1972?

- And that clinic across the street. That can't be helping!

- That place should be shut down. Yeah.

Those people. It's a magnet for all kinds.

And none of them drink cappuccino.

- Mind if I use the facilities?

I'm feeling a bit sick to my stomach suddenly.

- Yeah, it's in the back.

You guys are gonna buy something though, right?

- Oh yeah. How about

a beet and ginger smoothie? - You read my mind.

***

Wow!

That's... really... something.

- Yeah! And it goes great with a gluten-free scone.

- I bet it does!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?!

- Doesn't that look like the same paint that's all over

the front of the clinic? - It does appear to be a similar colour.

- We're private investigators

looking into the break-in at the "magnet for all kinds"

across the street. - You wouldn't happen to know

anything about that, would you? - I don't know

what you're talking about. - Hm! The label says it contains

citrus oil. Bet that'd pop in a lab test.

Let me just call my good buddy, Detective Mazhari.

- OK, uh, look, stop. I... I...

I admit it, I tagged the clinic.

But I was really, really pissed off,

OK? Every cent that I have is sunk

into this place and those people are ruining me!

- "Those people" are your neighbours.

Maybe you should embrace the community you're living in

instead of charging $6.95 for a shortbread cookie.

- Well, maybe if you should checked out the price of organic

rice flour, you wouldn't be so judgey!

*** I'm sorry.

Oh my God, I am losing it, aren't I?

I feel really, really bad about the graffiti,

and I will never do that again.

But I swear, I had nothing to do with that break-in.

- Why should we believe you?

- Because it was obviously the protection guy.

Thugs who make you pay them money not to trash your place,

pretending it's insurance-- - We know what a protection guy

is. You're saying there's one in the neighbourhood?

- Yeah. I don't know his name,

but, uh, he stopped by a couple of days after I opened

and said if I didn't pay up,

something bad might happen here.

That guy is bleeding me dry.

***

- Makes sense. Ken's not the type of guy

to give into extortion. He obviously refused to pay

and took the consequences. - But why not just tell us

he's being threatened? Why try to blame it

on the Bitter Snob café? He's clearly hiding something.

- Just because you don't like him

doesn't mean we can start throwing accusations

in his face. - Is there something about you

and Ken that I'm missing? - I'm going to go talk to Maz,

see if he knows who this extortion guy might be.

- Wh... I can drive you. - No, I'm good.

I'll meet you back at the office.

***

- OK, look, before you do whatever you came here to do,

lemme just remind you that I bruise easily.

You're smiling.

Wait, is that a good smile or an evil smile?

- Good smile.

- It went well. : I knew it!

Look, I know I should've told you beforehand,

but if I did, you never would have gone through with it

by yourself, am I right? Especially...

after what happened? - Water under the bridge

for both of us, don't give it another thought.

- Thank god. - I'm just here for a name.

It looks like there's an extortion racket going on

in Ken's neighbourhood. Businesses are being threatened

if they don't pay up.

So you think this is more than just some kids busting windows?

I could lean on the department to take this more seriously.

- I just need to rule it out. Chances are

there's nothing to it. - Well, that part of town,

it could be a couple of people.

My money's on Alessandro Kostopoulos.

Very serious customer. He hangs out

at a barbershop down the street from the clinic, but Angie,

you need to watch your step around this guy.

- OK, I will. Thanks. - My pleasure.

- Hey, by the way, do you remember

Channing VonKlempt? Obsessed with you in high school,

went to the same college so she could be close?

Yeah, I remember her

- Well, turns out that she's still single.

And I just sent her a warm personal message from you.

Oh, this email is just emojis. What is

with the deranged Chihuahua sticker pack?

How did you even get my login information? Angie!

Angie! ***

- Well, that doesn't look too shady

- If Ken's in trouble with this guy, I wanna know.

Stay close and follow my lead.

I'm Sally Cubit, this is

my husband Calvin.

- Calvin and I are opening a store in the neighbourhood.

What kind of store? - Knick knacks. Sally's got

quite the chutzpah when it comes to tchotchkes.

- We were told to talk to you first

about "additional insurance".

- That's wise of you. Basically

I provide protection for things that aren't

covered under your policy.

- Oh, fires, robberies, vandalism...

Terrible things can happen to a business overnight.

Especially if the owners are, let's say, negligent

in their bill payments. - Oh! So, is that what happened

with the free clinic across the street? Maybe the doctor there

refused to cave to your not

- Are you accusing me of trashing the clinic?

- I for one think

maybe we shouldn't be. - I don't know who you are

or what business it is of yours, but I want to make myself

perfectly clear: Dr. Ken is a friend of mine.

You understand? How's that?

- That is definitely none of your business. And if you're smart, you'll keep it that way.

***

*** - Face it, Ange! That guy

called Ken a friend. You know what that means, right?

Ken is connected. To organized crime.

- Come on. I've known Ken for years. He would never be involved with criminals.

- Maybe the Ken you knew before wouldn't,

but that was a long time ago. Five years, right?

- Maybe, just

maybe, Ken's working with Alessandro

and they're selling drugs out of the clinic

and the break-in was some sort of retaliation.

- That's ridiculous.

You only went out with him for a short time,

and then he suddenly left for Africa.

What made him just leave?

Just leave it alone. - You're not telling me

everything. Did you suspect him of something back then?

Was he in some sort of trouble?

Ken Graham is not a suspect in this case.

Let's pick this up tomorrow.

- Nothing. Um... I have

a special assignment for you. Just between you and me, OK?

- Exactly.

- I need you to investigate

Dr. Ken Graham.

***

- I hope you like this place.

They have an excellent duck tartare.

- Yeah, sounds good.

- And they also have a really great monkey brain fondue

with these delicious horsehair croutons.

I'm sorry. I just...

I can't stop thinking about this case that Angie

and I took on this morning. - Talk it out! I'd love to hear what you're investigating.

- OK. Um...

There was a break-in at a medical clinic

in Danforth Village. And the client...

: I don't know, I just get a bad feeling about the guy.

- Some old boyfriend of Angie's

who she thinks can do no wrong. But...

the guy's not telling us everything he knows.

- So, is her judgment clouded or is yours?

- Definitely hers, no question.

- Mm-hm. Maybe you're being overprotective?

I mean, she is your partner. - Hm, woulda been hard to tell

today. She bit my head off three times

before lunch, and that's one more time than usual.

- Well, hey! Do you want some advice from an excellent lawyer?

- Uh-huh!

Don't harbour any preconceived notions about this guy.

Just follow the evidence.

Unless, you know, there's some reason

why you wanna knock this ex-boyfriend

off his pedestal...?

- No, I can't think of one.

: Would you like some more wine?

- I would, please! - Good!

(whirring of the electric window)

- Something like that.

- I was just headed out. House call.

- Hop in. I'll drive you. I wanted

to talk to you about something. Someone, actually.

- Sure.

- I met a guy who said he's a friend of yours.

Who's that? - Alessandro Kostopoulos.

- I see.

And you're wondering how the two of us got so close.

- So he is a friend.

- Oh, this is my patient's place right up here.

I hope you brought an appetite.

You haven't even answered my question yet.

- It's actually more proper to have a woman present.

Farah is devout. You'd be doing us both a favour.

And I promise you I will tell you all about Alessandro

after. Deal? ***

And out.

Again.

- If I knew Ken was bringing company,

I would have made baklava. - This all looks amazing.

- I gain ten pounds every time I come.

Sound's good. Everything is under control.

- How long have you lived here, in Toronto?

- Six months. I arrived last summer.

- Yes.

It was a difficult journey but...

the man I was married to was not easy to live with.

- Oh. I'm sorry. - You did what you had to do.

She was very brave.

Now you can start over again.

- You are a lucky woman to have a man so good.

- Oh... Angie and I aren't a couple.

She has a private investigation firm with her boyfriend.

- No I don't. No... I mean,

I have a PI company, but Shade and I aren't--

Then... Ken and I aren't--

- I see...

- Angie and I used to see each other.

But that was a long time ago.

Let me get you some more tea.

- Thank you.

Should I help?

- Let her... let her gather herself.

She'll be fine.

This is very sweet of you.

Farah doesn't get to see many people except for me.

- Post traumatic stress.

Farah downplays the amount of abuse she suffered,

but... Halfway across the world

from her husband and she's still terrified.

- So that's why you come here. She's afraid to go out.

- Being a doctor means taking care of people

wherever they are and... whoever they are.

- His nephew had an "accident"

cleaning his gun, and he landed on my doorstep, bleeding out.

- And you saved him.

Did you report that gunshot wound to the police?

It's the law, you know. - I know.

But I can't have my patients worried that I'm gonna turn them

in to the authorities. I'm a doctor,

and that means... working outside the rules sometimes.

***

Would you like to come in for a drink?

I'd love to... talk, catch up.

- You're a client. I have rules about those things.

- You really don't have to keep looking into the break-in.

Places get hit around here all the time.

Just last week, a specialist down the road got robbed

- Wait. Another medical clinic got broken into recently?

- Yeah, but-- - I gotta go.

- Yeah.

Oh, Ken... Your friend Alessandro.

He's squeezing your neighbour, the cafe owner,

for every cent he's got. There's no clear end with guys like him.

***

(incomprehensible chatter and phone buzzing)

- Oh. It's Angie. I gotta take this.

- Mm-hm. Yeah! - Excuse me one second.

- Hey.

Ken just told me that another doctor in Danforth Village

got broken into last week. That's two medical places

in three square blocks in a matter of days.

- Yes. And he had a perfectly reasonable explanation

for Alessandro calling him a friend.

He pulled a bullet out of his nephew.

- I'll have to remember that perfectly reasonable explanation

next time I'm late. - Ken isn't who you think he is,

Shade. Believe me. He took me to see one of his patients, Farah.

[She's too scared to leave the house

I'm sorry, are you out?

- Uh... : The mystery woman!

You're on a date! - No!

No, that was... That was Don

teaching Jules how to make that popping sound

when you... put your finger in your mouth,

like...

You're not buying any of this, are you?

I'm gonna go talk

to the doctor from the x-ray clinic. Someone must know something.

(indistinct chatter, music and popping sound)

- I... meant... to tell her.

Just... today... wasn't a good day.

- Look...

I like you.

: The truth is,

I could come to like you a lot.

So if you're not seeing things that way,

then...

***

Check, please.

- Thank you so much for meeting me, Dr. Thomas.

- My receptionist told me you're investigating the other break-in

near my clinic. You think they're connected?

- It's a possibility. Could you tell me what happened?

- I arrived and found the place trashed:

drawers emptied, cupboards cleared...

- And what did the thieves actually take?

- Thief. Singular. They caught the guy.

When? - Two days after the break-in.

But I'm told he's already been released.

- Despite an array of computers and expensive equipment

at his disposal, all he took was a bunch of x-rays.

Like this.

Hardly the crime of the century.

***

- Separate break-ins at two medical clinics

on the same block, and all that's missing are x

- Why would someone steal x

The person looking to prove malpractice, maybe?

- Building evidence for a lawsuit.

- Ken does work the nightshift

at the ER. Maybe he botched some guy's treatment

and the guy's looking to sue. - OK, all roads lead to Ken

for you. So the guy doesn't watch hockey, so what?

- Oh come on! Who doesn't watch hockey?

Besides, it doesn't explain the break-in at Ken's clinic

or the press-on nail we found at the scene.

I'm gonna go talk to Maz. We need to find the guy

who stole the x-rays.

- Hey! Hi! You're back!

- Nothing at all. Zero.

- Have you thought about trying yoga?

Breathe, Zoe. Just breathe.

- You found something didn't you? Ken's got

a secret identity. Gambling debts or something.

- At first, all I could find were accolades.

So many humanitarian awards and citations of honour--

- Yeah, OK, OK-- - But then I started

checking through his Ameechee timeline, looking back at the months before he went overseas.

- Never trust a man with an open profile. And?

- Nothing. He deleted it all.

Every post, every picture: gone for months.

- I asked myself the same question.

So I went through his friends' sites, and...

Did you know he knows the Prime Minister of India?

- Just get to the point. - OK.

Look. To the wedding

of Dr. Kenneth Graham and --

Angela Susan Everett.

***

- This is the guy Maz said

was arrested for the great x-ray heist.

- Uh huh. !

You were acting strange the whole way over here.

- Nothing! I just... found something out

about a friend of mine. Something I never knew.

Something they never told me.

- OK! Anyways, he was released pending trial.

Apparently, he works this neighbourhood, asking for change.

- Hm...

***

- Thanks.

We were hoping you could answer a few questions for us?

Cheeseburger and a double espresso. That's my going rate.

- You got it.

- This guy comes to me, offers me 500 bucks

to go in and grab as many x-rays as I can find.

- He just... approached you on the street?

Standing right there where you found me today.

No idea. I got arrested and I never saw him again.

- So he didn't hire you to break into Ken's clinic too?

What, do I look like a career criminal to you?

It was a one-time deal.

- You remember what this guy looked like?

- Dark eyes, dark hair,

and he was smoking horrible cigars.

- Right. Didn't Ryan just say something about a guy smoking

disgusting cigars at his café. - One of his many complaints.

Would you be willing to sit down with a sketch artist?

Buy me another round and you're on.

***

- Yeah.

Yeah-yeah-yeah, that's the guy.

Yeah, he sat at the window a bunch of times over the course

of a few days, and then he was gone.

- Last time I saw him was

about a week ago, maybe? - So before the break-ins.

- Hey, check it out.

That's Ken's clinic over there and if I really crane my neck,

I can just make out the x-ray place

- But nobody would be able to see him.

- Yeah.

- Uh, ahem! Hey! Hey,

um, I got a surprise

insurance rebate from the protection guy.

Was that because of you?

- More like a friend of mine.

- Thanks.

- I sent the pic

to Ken's clinic, but no one who works there recognizes him.

- So our mystery Smoker cases

of both clinics for a few days

making sure he isn't seen. - Then he hires Darin

to break into the x-ray lab and steal some old film.

- But Darin gets caught, so he hires someone else

for Ken's clinic -- - Who leaves behind

a press-on nail with some weird flower on it.

- I don't know.

But if he follows the same M.O., he'll look for...

another street person to do the second job.

Looking for a... female panhandler, maybe?

- The flower

looks familiar somehow.

- Oh! It's not a flower. It's a Chinese character

for music. They just made it look like a flower.

What'd I say? Was it good

It was good, wasn't it? Hm! Yeah! One for the Zo!

- * Another colour over you Oh baby blue *

- There she is. Music plus panhandling equals...?

- Street musician with an attitude. What do you think?

- That amp looks new. - I bet it costs about $500.

- * You little sleepy head

- Sounding good today. - Thanks! Heh!

Oh! Wow! Thanks, there.

- Nice nails. - Thanks! Yeah, they're good...

good for playing. - Except you're missing one,

and it looks a lot like this.

- You want to tell us about the guy who hired you

to do the break Umph! Really?

- Let me go!

Dammit! - Last chance!

Who is he?

- I'm not saying nothing about that clinic, OK!

- We didn't even mention the clinic. Call the police,

get them to come get her. - Hold on, she dropped these.

Oxy, some other pain killer...

But look at this: no doctor's name,

no prescription number, nothing. - Did you get these from the clinic?

That guy put me up to it. I found them in his cabinet, OK?

- Didn't Ken say they don't keep drugs on site?

- He lied to us.

***

- Thought you didn't keep drugs here.

- I can explain. - The same way

you explained about Alessandro? Are you selling on the side?

Is that why that thug calls you a "friend"?

- Why he gave the money back to the cafe owner after you asked him to?

- You know me better than that.

Follow me.

***

- Hey! I was just, uh... - It's OK. Just open it.

You're right. We have been secretly distributing drugs

from the clinic. But not for profit.

- Drugs are expensive. Lots of people in this neighbourhood

don't have coverage, so-- - We started an underground

program where leftover medication could be donated

back to the clinic, for other patients to use.

- Redistributing medication is against the law.

- I'm a doctor first. - Even if it means working

outside the rules. - There are other people involved.

My patients.

- I understand.

- I gotta admit,

you're a far more forgiving person than I would be.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- The guy lies to your face and you shrug your shoulders.

: After everything else he's done.

- I know about the engagement.

***

- It's amazing what you can

find out on the internet. - I expressly asked you

not to look into Ken. - I was concerned!

And for good reason, it turns out!

- Yes, that's right!

How can you trust that guy after he left you at the altar

and took off for Nigeria?

- You find out that we were engaged

and you assume that Ken ran off on me?

- No. I called off the wedding.

I left Ken at the altar, not the other way around.

- But Maz said he was the one who got away.

- He did. Cause I let him go.

***

- Oh!

I'm sorry. Forget I said anything.

- Just drop me at the police station.

OK, so this guy just approaches you on the street,

asks you to break into a clinic --

- Aren't I supposed to get a lawyer?

- You had a lawyer. You fired him the second you met him.

- Mm-hm. I don't like suits.

Do you like those?

- This guy told you to break into the clinic and steal drugs.

- No. I just found them.

He wanted stuff with names.

- Yeah. So, I checked through the files and all they had

were these ID numbers. I mean, who the hell does that?

And then, I found the drug cabinet, and there was a book

inside with them.

- A notebook with names and addresses. I showed it

to the guy, and he got really excited. He took that,

a bottle of pills, and then he gave me 500 bucks.

- It was a couple hours ago.

I was supposed to meet him after I broke into the clinic,

but then, bunhead owner chased me off.

So, I just kept going back, and then, B-I-N-G-O, cigar guy

was there. - So, he's after patient names.

The x-rays in the other clinic had names on them too.

- Yeah, but if he only took one pill bottle, then maybe

he's only after one patient. - We need to figure out

whose pills are missing. I'll call Ken. What did you do

with the rest of the drugs you stole?

- Uh, he said I could keep them! - I need those drugs, Maz.

- I'll send a unit to her apartment.

***

- They took the ledger, too. It had all the patient info in it.

- We think they're looking for someone specific.

Someone who you might give drugs to.

- What was supposed to go out that day..?

What if it's someone that went to both clinics,

Ken's and the x - Why go to the trouble

of paying people to break in? Why not just watch

for the patient from the street?

- Because he already did and it didn't work.

He sat there for days, at that café, and he never saw her.

- Yeah! Farah's supposed

to go for check-ups at your clinic, but she's too afraid

to leave the house. Did she ever go to the x

- I've been begging her to go for an angio, but she always

cancels her appointments. - But someone close to her,

someone that knows she has a heart problem would expect her

to go there regularly. And to your clinic.

- Her millanium's gone. For her heart condition.

And her address is in the ledger. He couldn't possibly

have followed her back to Canada...

Look. It's Farah's page from back home.

- That's the Smoker, alright.

- Omar Javadian. Farah's abusive ex-husband.

- He's traveled halfway across the world to hunt her down.

- Maz! I need you to get a squad car over to the address I texted you ASAP.

- Angie, a unit's on its way. It'll be there in five minutes

- Five minutes! - She didn't answer the phone.

She never leaves home.

he's dangerous.

- Stay here. Wait for the cops.

- Farah, it's me, Angie.

- She has to be home, she's afraid to go out.

- Stand back!

Get out of here!

- We're not going anywhere. - Angie please --

I came all this way for you.

Buddy, take it easy. - Get out of here!

This is none of your business! - Omar, just listen--

- Shut up! You caused enough trouble.

- Omar, the police are on their way right now..

She's my wife!

- She doesn't want to be with you anymore. - Let me go.

- Hey, buddy,

Think about what you're doing. You don't want to do this.

- She married me. And then she left.

You have no idea what I've done to find her!

She's coming home with me. - You can't make someone

love you. - She left me with nothing.

I have no one now! - And I'm sure that hurts.

A lot. But you can't force someone to be with you.

That's not how this works. I think you know that.

They're gonna be inside any minute.

- Let her go before it's too late.

- Shade!

Are you OK?

- Stay down! Stay down! Hands where I can see them!

Come on!

- Hey thanks, Ken! We'll take it from here.

- Yeah. - OK buddy, up you go!

This guy is great!

***

- She doesn't have to be scared anymore.

- A real second chance.

- You guys wait right here. I'll be right back.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you about the drugs

from the beginning. I should've trusted you.

- Thanks.

But I understand why you didn't.

After... everything that happened before.

It was good to see you

Good luck with everything. - Yeah.

You too.

***

- OK!

- I know you're dying to find out why I called it off

with Ken, even though it's none of your damned business.

: So...?

- I wasn't ready.

I didn't know who I was yet or what I wanted,

and if I married Ken, I would've just ended up being

Mrs. Dr. Perfect. - Yeah, his light does shine pretty glaringly.

- Then my dad opened the agency and offered me a job...

and suddenly, I knew what I wanted out of life.

- So you backed out. - Yeah.

Three days before the wedding. - Ooh!

Ken was great about it, like he's...

great about everything. And then,

two days later, he accepted the job overseas.

- But you know who you are now, right? There's no...

chance of you getting lost in his shadow.

You could always give it another shot.

If he really is the one that got away.

- Nah, it's too late.

He'll never trust me again after what I did to him.

And trust is everything.

- By the way, um... I have been dating someone.

And that someone is -- - Mel Parker.

- Well, I figured

there had to be a reason you weren't bragging about it.

Plus I saw

a spark between you two since day one.

- And yet you're not mad. I mean, this could affect

our future dealings with the Prosecutor's office

if things end badly. - Well then, make sure

things don't end badly.

***

- I'll... do my best, boss.

***

- Not exactly sure, to tell you the truth, but...

you're obviously someone that Angie respects a lot

and I just get the feeling we got off on the wrong foot.

- You played for Chicago, in the 90s.

I saw the game where you won the division championship.

You scored on a penalty shot.

- Yeah. If we're telling the truth,

I thought there was something

going on between you and Angie, so I got a bit... defensive.

!

Seems ridiculous now. Who'd think she'd ever go for someo--

OK, OK, OK, I got it. I got it.

Anyway, I'm glad we cleared the air. I get the feeling

we're gonna be seeing a lot of each other.

- Yeah, I doubt that, actually.

I lied to her. And she hates that.

There's no way I'm getting that second chance now.

But...

Thanks for stopping by, though. - Yeah.

Ken! Hold on a sec.

Um...

Angie's changed a lot since you guys

were together.

You should give her a call.

Yeah.

***

Yeah, I'm sure.

Call her.

- * Hey ey ey

- Hi. - Hi.

- You look ravishing.

Thanks.

Hey, you know, I'm going out with her.

Melanie Parker, Prosecuting Attorney.

- You're such an idiot!

We are so not staying for dessert.

***

- I hope it's not too late.

Your door was open. - Huh!

It's only... one in the morning.

- I was just delivering twins in a cab

and I thought I'd swing by on the way home.

- No. The twins

were born in the hospital.

I owe you an apology for what I did back then.

- Don't worry about it. Five years in the jungle

almost cured me.

- I made some really hasty decisions and I think about th--

- Hey! You remember in your car,

back when I said that I wanted to talk?

I was lying.

***

Sous-titrage: SETTE inc.

- ** And now I finally know ya

* All I wanna be is alone

* It's a funny feeling

* And yet the world still turns **