All language subtitles for Hudson . Rex s08e09 - All the Wrong Moves_eng

I'm happy to admit
you were right, Jesse.

This spot was really
worth the trip.

Kind of reminds me
of this place

that Laura has always
taken me in Halifax--

real kooky options.

I'm a straightforward
vanilla-in-a-cup guy--

something simple done right,
nothing over the top.

- Nice.
- You know what I mean, right?

- Uh, well...
- Thanks.

I think this must
be yours, Jesse.

- What do you call that?
- That is a Cookie Blast Freak Shake Explosion...

Deluxe.

Yes. Sorry, sorry.
There you go.

Now, don't ruin
your dinner...

either of you.

Everyone ready
to rehearse?

- Yeah! Let's go!
- Check one two.

Ladies and gentlemen!

And tonight, to fight
for St. John's, Newfoundland

as we raise funds for the animal
shelter Paws on the Rock...

we have our
special guest...

and this is our wrestling heel,
so, audience ladies, remember to--

- Boo!
- That's perfect!

Weighing 223...

- from Bonavista, Dash "Demon Dog" Price!
- Boo! You suck!

- Okay, the ring is yours.
- Let's dance.

Let's go.

- Ooh, I got you, big boy.
- Come on, Crusher, don't hold back!

Give this old dog
the awesome sauce!

Yeah!

Yeah-heah!
That's what I'm talking about!

What are you doing?

This is a practice.
You're stiffing me already?

Come on, Suplex, babe,
let's get outta here.

Dash, stop.

- Please-- Dash!
- What?

Breathe with me, okay?

In for four.

Hold for four.

Out for four.

Good.

Yeah, uh, I'm sorry
about that, okay?

I know I've got to
control my temper.

What's bugging you?

Is it those
headaches again?

Are you taking the supplements
I gave you?

Yeah.

I guess... I'm just worried
about the Rumble.

It's gotta go perfect.

Don't worry. Our sponsors
are covering the expenses,

and we'll make money
from the livestream.

- It's all good.
- It could still be a bust,

and it's not just us.

If we don't hit
our fundraising goal,

they're gonna shut down
the animal rescue.

I can't have that!

Without
Paws on the Rock,

I wouldn't have
Suplex here.

And she wouldn't
have me.

Right, Supe?

Are you sure
that's all there is?

Look...

I don't want to get
into it right now...

but I'm just...

I can't be on the wrong
side of things, okay?

It's bad enough
in the ring.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Huh?
Listen to me, Dash.

Of all the wrestling heels
and baby-faces out of Newfoundland,

you have got the most fans,
all right? Me included.

Thanks, Tawny.

That's enough practice for now.
Go blow off some steam.

Yeah.

Suplex could
use a run.

Yeah.

Come on, buddy.

Sounded like a hit and run,
so why is Major Crimes here?

Ah, a little more
to it than that.

The victim was struck by a vehicle,
but then it appears he was strangled.

If you look here...

you can see the bruises
from choking.

They were so pronounced that I'm guessing
we'll find a broken hyoid bone in his throat,

and asphyxiation
as cause of death.

Yeah, that's not a hit and run.
So who's our victim?

Dash "Demon Dog" Price.

He's a local wrestler.

He got pretty famous
on the international circuit,

but a head injury derailed his career
and he came home to tour locally.

He was slated to be
at the Rabbittown Rumble.

Rabbittown Rumble?

It's a show where all these
pro wrestlers get together.

It's this neighborhood
event and fundraiser

for the Paws on the Rock
Animal Rescue.

Demon Dog was
the big draw for the event.

Do we have a lead
on the vehicle that hit him?

Not yet.
We're canvassing the area.

There was also some kind
of residue on his neck as well.

I swabbed for samples.

So what are we thinking,
that someone hit him by accident,

- and then they panicked?
- Maybe.

Maybe they were driving drunk,
or in the midst of a crime, and...

they were afraid that Dash would live
to testify against them.

Right, so they finished him off,
just to be on the safe side?

And then there's this.

Looks like someone
peeled out of here...

but where the skid stops, we can
take a clear tread pattern from that.

These marks are double rear tires, so that means
we're looking for a van or a truck of some kind.

That should narrow our
suspect vehicle somewhat.

What is it, Rex?

A dog!

Come here. I got you.

She's wearing an ID.

Wait a minute, look at the tag,
it's the victim's dog.

Oh, poor thing's
been alone all night.

Well, let's get a uniform
to take her to the vet

and have him
check her over.

Yeah, maybe we can board her
until she's rehomed.

Oh, wait, um,
let me see the collar.

Well, looks like
a GPS tracker.

A lot of rescues require them
for newly-adopted dogs.

Could it help us
track Dash...

map his movements
in his final days?

Well, if the company...

is based in a country
that is willing to release the data,

then I don't
see why not.

Joe.

I tracked down
Dash Price's mother.

She lives all the way
in St. Stephen's.

We're hoping that someone from her late husband's
parish'll drive her into town tomorrow.

From his parish?

Sounds like Dash took a very
different path from his family.

Yeah. For starters,
neither of his parents had

three assault charges
against them.

- Dash had a record?
- All bar fights.

I read the reports.

He didn't start any of them,
but he definitely finished them.

Maybe someone wanted revenge.

I'll check out
the alibis.

But, for the time being,
I'm going to speak to his manager.

She's here
to report him missing.

I'll let you know
what I find out.

I was Dash's
emergency contact.

His boss called me
when he didn't show up.

- His boss?
- From his day job.

Wilton Lightburn.

He worked for his
moving company.

You said you were
his emergency contact.

Am I safe to assume that you two
were romantically involved?

No, not-- not anymore.

We were married
seven years.

I was his manager
before then.

Marriage didn't work out,
but I kept managing him.

So you still make money
off his matches?

Yes.

But I still loved him.

I wanted to look out
for him all the time.

That's mostly
my job, you know--

managing men
who can't manage themselves.

Lately, something
was off with Dash.

He wouldn't tell me what,
but I just knew it.

And when he didn't
show up for work,

I thought it was one of his headaches,
you know, where he gets them really--

got them really bad.

Does Dash do drugs?

Gamble?

No.

No. The bad-boy shtick
was all an act.

He's a teddy bear
all heart.

With all due respect, teddy bears don't have
three assault charges against them.

You don't get it.

Big guy like Dash, people mock him,
want to take him on.

Anything for clout,
you know?

- Any recent conflicts?
- There was Shane.

He coaches the guy that Dash was
supposed to fight tomorrow night.

And they got
into it a little.

Come on, Crusher!
Don't hold back!

Give this old dog
the awesome sauce!

Yeah-heah!
That's what I'm talking about!

What are you doing?

This is a practice!
You're stiffing me already?

- Oh, relax, Dash, it was an accident.
- Don't you touch me.

An accident, eh?

Like your accidents
back in the day?

Remember that last one
when you broke my collarbone?

I was supposed
to win that match!

You played dirty as a wrestler,
you're doing the same thing as a manager!

Don't tell me how
to do my job,

- you washed-up has-been.
- Okay, Dash, stay focussed.

Dash thought Shane was
teaching the kid to fight dirty...

like Shane used to.

Dash didn't want anyone
to get hurt like he did.

So Donovan says that there was
a tension between Dash and, uh...

a now-retired wrestler?

Someone called
Shane the Saint?

Oh, yeah.
Ten years ago,

the rivalry between Demon Dog Price
and Shane the Saint was legendary.

Take a look
at that.

This is one of wrestling's
most epic matchups ever.

The days of fighting
Dash the Demon Dog--

easily the best days
of Shane the Saint's career.

And after Dash got hurt,

he quit the international circuit
and started wrestling on the local tour.

Sort of like going from
the majors to the minors.

And then Shane,
he retired, came home,

and the two arch-enemies
were reunited.

According to Dash's
ex-wife/manager,

Shane and Dash had words
yesterday during warm-up.

Yeah, Shane's
the main game in town.

You wanna wrestle,
you gotta go through him.

Well, let's hope we don't
have to go through him.

Ah, yeah.

Come on, guys!
You're phoning it in!

Let's get some
real energy in there!

There we go.
Good.

What are you doing?

Oh, get back in there.
Pain is an illusion.

Call yourself a wrestler?

- Shane Corkman?
- Yeah.

SJPD.
We have a few questions.

Take five.

Hey. You guys,
uh, here about Dash?

- So you heard the news?
- Yeah.

Tawny texted me.

I've known the guy ten years.
You'd think she would have at least called.

Not a big fan
of Tawny, huh?

What about Dash? We heard
that you two had words yesterday.

That? Nah, that's just us releasing
some steam, some pre-show jitters.

You've been at this
a while.

Why the anxiety?

Well, Dash was really
concerned about

fundraising
for the animal rescue.

I had bigger plans.

You know, I saw this livestream as an opportunity
to put this local circuit on the map.

Demon Dog versus Crusher,
that's a big draw.

Now, I gotta find
a replacement for Dash.

That's a big deal for the guy.
I want to honor him.

When you finished up here
yesterday, where did you go?

Home.

Watched some TV,
rest up for the weekend.

- Can anyone back that up?
- No. I was alone.

Oh, come on.
I would never hurt Dash.

I love that guy.
He was-- He was a friend of mine.

The guy was a legend. I watched him
make it all the way to Vegas.

Now...

Tawny,
on the other hand...

What about her?

Oh, she was super controlling, right?
She acted all caring,

but she had him wrapped
around her little finger.

No matter what
she told you--

all she cares about is
her cut of the merch sales.

This is my life.
I care about my people.

You been rehearsing here.
Did Dash have a locker?

Yeah, yeah, out back.
Somebody cleaned it out already, though.

Who else would
have a key?

Just Tawny.

Thank you for coming in,
Mr. Lightburn.

Wilton. And I want to help.

This murder's hitting us all
pretty hard at the company.

Dash was a part
of the Lightburn family.

So you employed Dash Price
at Lightburn Movers for how long?

Five years. And we got
a few wrestlers on my payroll.

They make great movers.

Did you have any problems
with him on the job?

None. I once saw him haul a fridge
up a flight of stairs by himself.

Clients loved him.

Any clients or coworkers
that may have held a grudge?

If you ask me, it was someone
from the wrestling world.

- Can you mention anybody by name?
- No.

But last month, he came to me and
asked for a promotion to crew boss.

He told me
he wanted to retire.

Didn't feel safe
in the ring anymore.

Tawny Bronson?

SJPD!

Huh. The vehicle that
killed Dash had dual tires!

Well, no dual tires here.

Oh, copy that, pal.
Lemme see what you got.

Oh. Demon Dog.

What got your attention?

I see shoes,
a water bottle...

Yeah, looks like the stuff
that was taken from his locker.

What's this?

I guess these aren't
vitamins, huh?

So that's what got
your attention.

Come on!

In pursuit of a suspect
at South Line Road!

Police!
Stay where you are.

Dual tires.

Hands where
I can see 'em.

Hmm.

I told you,

I thought you were
the killer, not a cop.

And I have no idea
why the truck is there.

Or why it has no
plates and no VIN.

All right, let's leave
the truck aside for now.

Why'd you clear out
Dash's locker?

I didn't want you
to find those pills.

- Dash was in so much pain.
- Then why not go to a doctor?

He did...

five times.

But he never
followed through.

He coped with those headaches for years,
but lately, they had gotten so much worse.

I had leftover prescription
pain meds from a surgery.

I just wanted
to help.

- Did he know they were opioids?
- No.

He would have never
taken them if he'd known.

Giving someone medication without
their consent is a serious business.

He was in agony, okay?

It was torture watching him suffer
like that. You don't get it!

Now, you locked us
in that shed...

because you thought
someone was coming for you.

Who?

I don't know.
Maybe Shane.

So their conflict yesterday
wasn't a one-time thing?

No.

Dash was a softy.

He wanted to be friends
with everyone.

Shane took advantage of him.
Sometimes he bullied him.

He never even
let him go over.

What's that, "go over"?

Win.

Shane was a baby-face in the ring,
but a heel in real life.

Shane didn't give you
a glowing review, either.

He said you were
controlling of Dash.

Pain meds might have
been a way to do that.

Whatever.

Tell me something, Tawny.
Is it common

for a manager to take out
an insurance policy on her client?

That's from when
we were married.

I only kept it because of how much
I had invested in his work.

Look, like I told your boss,
he was starting to lose it lately.

Any idea what caused
the change?

Well, if it wasn't Shane,
it was something at his job

at the moving company.

Lately, something
was bothering him.

But he wouldn't
talk about it, so...

I don't know.

Tawny mentioned that Dash had
issues with Lightburn Movers,

and she maintains she knows nothing
about the truck we found on her property.

Yeah, it's tricky
to trace the ownership

without plates or VIN,
but...

the truck does have
some custom rims.

I'm gonna track
who bought those.

And then there
were the pills.

Yeah, toxicology confirms
opioids in Dash's blood--

the type Tawny said she gave--
so she was telling the truth there.

And then there's this.

Residue I found on Dash's neck
as well as in the truck...

here,
on the steering wheel.

Looks like the killer strangled Dash
with some kind of gold-painted cord or chain?

Dash was wearing some flashy chain
in the photo that you showed me.

Mm-hmm. Yeah, it's part
of the Demon Dog persona.

Fans can buy a cheap version
of Dash's real gold chain

that he calls
The Big Dog.

Speaking of dogs, where are we
with the GPS on Suplex's collar?

Well, the company is
based in South Korea.

I'm waiting for them
to release the data.

And how is Suplex?

Well, the vet thinks
she's unharmed,

but she's lethargic,
won't eat.

- Aww.
- Well, dogs mourn, too.

It's okay. Come on, Rex.

- Time for us to get moving.
- Wait.

Wait, guys. I just heard from
the auto shop about those custom rims.

They were purchased
by Shane Corkman...

better known
as wrestling star The Saint...

who is not just
the arch rival of Demon Dog.

Yeah, he's the owner of the truck
that was found at Tawny's.

Sounds like you need
to get moving, too.

We'll handle Lightburn. You, uh--
You bring The Saint in for questioning.

- Rex. Come on, buddy.
- On my own? Th-The Saint?

How many trucks do you have at your
moving company, Mr. Lightburn?

Like I told
the other officer,

we've got two panel vans
and a five-ton truck...

both of which are
out right now.

And these two
cube vans.

No, the tread
marks don't match.

Um, what about
the five-ton?

Did any of your employees
take it out yesterday evening?

Trucks get
locked up at 5:00 p.m.

I was here last night,
and everything was where it was supposed to be.

So none of your movers were
on the job after 5:00 p.m.

It gets hectic
at the end of the month.

It's mid-month--
I try and go easy on 'em.

- Why do you ask?
- We heard

there may have been
some conflict here with Dash.

Who told you that,
Tawny?

The woman was calling him
all the time, distracting him.

Y-Y-You could see how tense
it was making Dash--

all the pressure she was putting
on him because of the Rumble.

- Did he ever talk about Shane Corkman?
- Not to me,

but I did hear rumors

that Shane was trying to stop
the fundraising for the Rumble.

Oh, yeah?
Why is that?

So he could collect the revenue
from the livestream.

I heard him arguing about it
one day over the phone.

Shane was so angry--

you could hear him
screaming on the other end,

threatening
to choke Dash out.

Hey! What happened when
you tried to bring in Shane?

Well, I got him in eventually,

but let's just say
The Saint got a little bit testy

when I asked him about
his-- his trespasses. Ow!

He took a
swing at you?

No, no, I didn't
give him the chance.

Then what's with the
bag of frozen peas?

- He lunged at me.
- He did what?!

No, it's okay, it's okay.
I-I-I evaded him

with a sidestep
of my own.

But then this ring post
came outta nowhere.

- Oh. Regardless...
- Yeah.

...it's Shane who should
be worried right now.

- That's right.
- He just added to his long list of charges.

Yeah.
I'm gonna lie down.

You do that.

Shane's been in the cells all night.
Hopefully, it gave him some time to cool down.

- Jesse okay this morning?
- Nothing bruised but his pride.

Regardless, threatening
a police officer is no joke.

If you ask me, I think
Shane looks good for this.

Right, though I wanna look
more at Dash's workplace,

'cause Tawny also
said that, uh,

something at that moving company might
have been part of what was bothering Dash.

Well, guys,
I'm actually one step ahead of you.

I checked the company's
online reviews

at Lightburn Moving.

They have a bunch
of positive ones--

like a suspicious number
of positive ones.

But then...

when you start scrolling
all the way down to the bottom,

you get some pretty
negative feedback.

- Any of them mention Dash?
- Yeah, yeah.

There's one anonymous review in particular
that accuses the company of corruption,

mentions Dash by name,
calls Demon Dog a low-down dirty dog.

Their words, not mine.

The thing is,
I traced the IP address of the review

to a car dealership
here in town.

And a car dealership is
super suspicious here.

You think someone at a dealership
might have been able to dupe a car fob

for the murder vehicle.
Interesting.

I'm not gonna be slowed down
by a little bump on the noggin.

- Ow.
- Okay.

Also, uh, Dash's mother
is coming in here,

so, Jesse, you knew
the most about Dash, so...

Yeah.
I'll speak to her.

Come on, Rex.
Let's kick some tires.

The Saint spent a night in the cells,
contemplating his sins.

So, Jesse, after he
took a lunge at you,

I'm looking forward to hearing what
hothead Shane has to say for himself.

You know, you could be facing
resisting arrest charges.

I-I-I've been on edge since Dash's death.
It was a reflex.

You know, what I don't understand is
why a vehicle registered under your name...

was on Tawny's property...

without a VIN...
without plates.

Those are serious crimes
in and of themselves.

What are you
talking about?

- My-My truck was where?
- On Tawny's property.

- What, you didn't know that?
- No, I didn't know that.

I didn't even know
that it was missing.

Look, I ride my motorcycle
everywhere, okay?

Just ask-ask anybody.

Okay, I use my truck for picking up lumber
or-or supplies for the ring.

I didn't know that it
wasn't sitting in my garage.

Well, I guess it comes
as a surprise that your dual tire

treads match those
found at the crime scene,

so that vehicle was used
to run down Dash Price.

Yeah.

Oh, man.

We found gold flecks in the cab
that matched the paint on Dash's neck.

- What did you do with the gold chain?
- I didn't kill him!

Okay?
Somebody is trying to frame me here!

Wow.

- Look, I didn't kill him, okay?
- Looks like Shane the Saint is losing his...

halo.

Look...

I may not have been
the best friend to Dash.

Okay, and I feel bad about that,
but I've been working my butt off

trying to save the Rumble
in his honor.

The Rabbittown Rumble should
be the least of your concerns.

See, because you cannot wrestle
your way out of a murder charge.

You'd better get a lawyer.

Mrs. Price,
I am so sorry for your loss.

Were you close?

Well, when Dash
was young, very.

He used to help out
with Sunday school.

And more recently,
we reconnected.

But in between, was-was there
a time of estrangement?

I wanted him to follow
in his father's footsteps

and become a pastor.

Dash was compassionate-- gifted enough
to follow in his father's tradition.

But he went
his own way.

Wrestling appealed to him
as a kind of a...

divine struggle.

Well, in the wrestling circuit,

well, some saw spandex
and shouting, but...

Dash saw something epic--

David and Goliath,
good versus evil.

He wanted to be
part of that.

Dash's father and I
were disappointed.

Is that when
he left St. John's?

Years later,
he came back.

But he was...
a different person.

Uh, maybe it was all the injuries,
but I think it's hard

being the villain
and being booed every night.

You had mentioned
that he had changed

after his injuries,
but what about more recently?

'Cause Tawny seems to think that
there was something bothering him.

The last time I saw him,
a few weeks ago,

I asked him
the same thing.

MRS. PRICE: You know, you can tell me
if you're in some kind of trouble.

You know how sick I am
of playing the heel in the ring.

Well, now it's bled
into real life.

If-If you're in trouble
with money,

I appreciate you
helping me with my bills,

but you know I can
get by on my own.

Mom!

I gotta be able to provide
for the family.

That's why I kept
my mouth shut this long.

I need to do a hard turn.

A hard turn--

when a heel turns into a face
or a villain to a hero.

You know wrestling terms.

Well, yeah.

So, Dash was planning
on doing something heroic.

I think it had something
to do with his moving job.

He used to talk about how he loved
showing the customers how strong he was.

But then he shut down,
wouldn't talk about it.

I wish he had trusted me
more to counsel him.

There's so many things
I wish had gone differently.

Mrs. Price, I think
someone's here to see you.

Suplex!

The vet sent her over,
said someone was getting adopted.

We'll help each other get through this,
won't we, Suplex?

Aww!

Yeah!

Yes, let's give you
some scritchies,

lots and lots
of scritchies, eh?

Ohh!

- Mr. Clarke?
- Mr. Clarke was my father.

Please,
call me Barry.

Beautiful dog
you got there.

We have super options
with pet-proof upholstery.

I'm not here
to buy a car.

I'm here about
Dash Price's Murder.

Seems your experience
with Lightburn Movers was

not positive,
is-is that right?

Uh... no, it wasn't.

How did y--
How did you know that?

Did you know who Dash Price was
before you hired the company?

Dash was the reason I hired
Lightburn Movers in the first place.

Lightburn Movers will wrestle your things
wherever you need them to go.

So call your moving
champs today.

- Right, champ?
- Arf arf!

So, you hired
Lightburn to meet Dash.

Demon Dog!
Yeah.

Been a fan since I went
to matches with my dad.

This was his dealership.

He passed
a year ago.

Tell me about your
bad moving experience.

Nothing.
It was--

It was nothing--
a couple of things got broken.

I overreacted.

You sure that's all?

I'd-I'd like to help you, Detective...
but I-- but I just can't.

I have too much to lose.

Too much to lose? You wanna
tell me what you mean by that?

- It's personal. I'm sorry.
- Oh.

I'll-- I'll get a lawyer
if you try to make me.

Barry, can you tell me where
you were on Thursday night?

Here.

Detailing cars in the back,
but if you think I had anything

to do with Dash's death,
you're wrong.

Rex, what do
you have there?

That a Dash Price
souvenir chain?

Yeah, uh, everything in there
belonged to my dad.

I guess I still haven't figured out
about what to do with all his stuff.

Yeah, I'm gonna need that for something
relating to the investigation.

Uh, no. No, no, no.
No, no, no, no.

- What if it gets lost?
- Oh, it won't, I promise.

Yeah, I've had those kind
of promises broken before.

Barry, do you have one of those machines that can,
uh, duplicate a car fob, say, like this one?

Yeah, of course.

Want a second key
for the wife?

That's strange.

It's gone.

I just used it
the other day!

Is it possible that
someone borrowed it?

No. I'd never lend it out.
People could steal cars with it.

So you think Rex was reacting
to the smell of the paint?

Or if this is the chain
that was used as a murder weapon,

it was the scent
of the victim.

I can already
rule that out.

Dash's DNA isn't
on the chain.

But no one else's is, either--
wiped clean.

So we can't rule out
Barry as a suspect.

Well, I-I agree that the chain
and the key fob thing are suspicious,

but do we really think that
a bad moving experience is a motive?

Wrestling seemed
pretty personal to Barry,

wrapped up in his
relationship with his dad.

And I gather
Dash was his hero.

Hey, I finally he got the data off the GPS
dog collar from the company in Seoul.

So, we do have a record on Dash's
movements in those final days?

Oh, we do. He seems to have
taken Suplex with him everywhere.

His movements are limited
to his house...

Lightburn Movers, Tawny's,
and the wrestling ring.

But look at this. There's one other
building that shows multiple visits

on the days
leading up to the murder.

This spot.

Okay. Well...

the superintendent mentioned that this
whole place is gonna be redeveloped soon, but...

for now...

he's renting out
storage spaces to people.

Maybe Lightburn's getting
into the storage business as well--

acting as a middleman
and taking a cut.

Yeah, well, business must be booming,
because apparently,

Lightburn wants
to extend their lease.

Dash was here over and over
again in his last days.

There's gotta be
something more to this place.

Oh, no.

Maybe through here.

Rex!

Rex, easy, whoa!

What do you think
Rex was alerting?

No, don't!
Do not touch that gate.

Listen.

Hear that?
You hear the hum?

If it's electrified,
this bolt should let us know.

- Whoa!
- Right?

Good catch, buddy.

Rex, looks like you just
saved us a trip to the hospital.

What do we think Lightburn
Movers is hiding in there?

They rigged up a live wire
under the gate.

I've killed the switch, but I'm gonna--
I'm gonna cap it off just to be safe. Pliers?

- Wire cutters... even better.
- Perfect.

Bzzt!
Bzzt! Bzzt!

I'm just kidding.

I think I am gonna
get myself a toolkit.

I hate calling
an electrician.

- Wire nut?
- Why not?

Well, simply because
my setup is totally custom.

And I don't need anybody coming in here
to mess with the isolation circuit to my PC.

- Oh, did you say "wire nut"?
- Don't quit the day job, Jesse.

Yeah, maybe I'll just call Rex every time
I need someone to rewire my gaming rig.

Here we go.
Safe as houses.

That sound better, pal?

Oh, you go
right on ahead.

Oh. Me first?

Rex seems to think
it's fine, so, yeah.

- You're sure it's off? Okay.
- I'm sure.

It's off.

Okay, what have
we got here?

Boxes labeled
with people's last names.

Yeah, there's gotta be a life story
to go with every one of these.

Strange.
Wedding dress...

photo albums... It's the kind of stuff
people usually keep with them.

Huh.

My mother kept all our
baby shoes to the very end.

Nice.

Well...

Love letters.

I don't know why anyone would
want these here just collecting dust.

Mine are all on external
hard drives, so...

What is it, Rex?

Looks like a cremation urn,
but what's that doing in random storage lockup?

Murray Clarke.

Barry Clarke's late father.

Rex must have recognized the scent
from that dealership office.

Barry told me that he couldn't talk
'cause he had too much to lose.

Maybe he meant this.

Your lawyer found a neighbor
who testified that they saw

you through your window
the morning of the murder.

I told you that
I didn't do it.

But they killed him
with your truck.

Any idea how they got
access to your keys?

I don't know.

I put the keys on the hook at the gym
when I'm training. Could have been anybody.

Hmm.

Why don't you tell me more about
Dash's job with Lightburn Moving.

Oh, that guy...
and their boss, Wilton.

Yeah, he comes
by the gym, too.

Weird vibe.

Dash used to think he was all that,
but lately, he hasn't even mentioned his name.

Look, I-I-I-I gotta
get outta here.

The Rumble's in a couple of hours,
so I'm already way behind schedule now.

I need to make sure that this
happens for Dash, you know?

Do me a favor.
You find out who did this.

Okay.

So, you found my father's
remains, and they're safe.

Along with a lot of other
people's personal keepsakes.

Sorry I didn't
tell you before.

The e-mail said he'd store them somewhere
no one would be able to find them.

And if I called the police he'd just
throw everything in the garbage.

- I couldn't face that.
- Take a breath.

Tell me the story
from the beginning.

On moving day, a lot of my stuff
didn't make it to the new house.

- Very personal things.
- And Dash was running the crew.

Once I realized stuff was missing,
there was already an e-mail sent from Dash

from a Lightburn account.

It said there were overage charges,
and to check my agreement.

And let me guess, they'd hold on to your
stuff as collateral until you paid.

I was so angry.

The e-mail said I'd agreed to it
when I signed the contract.

It was in the fine print.

Even that they'd start charging
storage fees until I paid.

And that's when they threatened
to throw my father's remains in the garbage.

- You must have been angry at Dash.
- And heartbroken, man.

This guy was
my hero.

My dad and I used to go
to watch his matches.

So, to have this happen?

Did you ever
confront Dash?

I went after him
about the e-mail.

I can't believe
I ever looked up to you!

You're the lowest of the low
for what you did to me!

Watch yourself.

You don't know what
you're messing with.

I thought he meant it
as a threat.

But he's the one
who got killed, so...

maybe Dash was trying
to protect me from getting hurt.

Maybe Dash was actually in the dark
about the whole thing until I told him,

and he went to confront
whoever was really behind the scam.

- I mean, it's possible.
- You think that's what got Dash killed?

sticking up
for people like me?

Maybe he was
a face after all.

- If get my hands on the real heel--
- Leave that to us, Mr. Clarke.

So, Lightburn Movers is extorting
customers to force an inflated fee?

Yeah, it's a common
scam in some cities.

I've just never
seen it here.

Wilton could easily get five years
for that kind of extortion.

If Dash was indicating he was gonna
turn Wilton into the authorities,

sure provides motive.

But we don't have enough evidence
for a murder conviction.

First things first.
Let's track him down, and get him in custody

- before he figures out it's time to flee.
- I think I know where we can find him.

Wilton has become
the Rabbittown Rumble's sponsor?

Oh, I only have
one question.

Are you ready
to rumble?

Yeah.

- Hiyah!
- It's a fight to the finish, folks!

All proceeds go
to Paws on the Rock!

Dante Von Doom is doing
his best to keep his footing,

but it looks like
The Trawler's closing in!

- I get it. You promised the world...
- Mark, I have eyes on Wilton.

He's having
an argument with Shane.

See if you can hear what they're saying,
but keep a low profile.

We don't want any trouble from Wilton
with all these spectators around.

Put your hand down, Jesse.

You said you'd pay for Dash's
replacement to become a sponsor.

Lighten up. Remember,
this isn't about you or the ring.

It's about the community.

You went belly up. Now I gotta
step back in the ring after ten years.

Relax. This is all
about Dash, right?

- Yeah.
- That's what's important.

Ooh!

You get to be
the face, right?

Oh, the big hero!

One!

Two!

Three!

Yeah!

And the winner
is The Trawler!

Whoo!

Thank you, everyone!

Thank you...

everyone out here...

and online!

Welcome to a wonderful event
for a wonderful cause--

Paws on the Rock
Animal Rescue!

Let's hear i!

And Lightburn Movers is
so proud to be a new sponsor!

And I'm doing this all...

for my dear friend...

the late
Dash "Demon Dog" Price!

Come to Lightburn with all
your family's moving needs.

All right!

Why don't you
tell 'em the truth?

That's Barry Clarke.
We may have a situation here.

Why don't you tell him your
real business model, Wilton?

- Sure.
- This man stole my father's ashes

and threatened to throw them in
the trash if I didn't pay his inflated fees!

He's a scam artist!
And he tried to put it on Dash!

Now, now, now, eh...

I think what-what
we have here is a...

customer who didn't read
in his contract properly,

and is maybe going through a little
of, uh, irrational grief.

You killed him,
didn't you?

Rex, let's go.

Argh!

Agh! Agh!

You're under arrest
for the murder of Dash Price.

It wasn't enough that you killed him. You had
to try and frame innocent people for the crime.

Tawny, Shane, those people are far
from innocent-- they're trash.

- Plus, you got no proof.
- Well, that's where you're wrong.

We just found the stolen
key fob duplicator

stowed in your office.

I promise you, Barry, we'll make sure
we get your father's urn back to you.

Thank you all
for everything.

Now I'm-I'm sorry
I even doubted Dash.

And I wish
I could tell him...

he's still my favorite heel...

and hero.

Can I get everyone's
attention, please?

First, I want to thank two of the best
police officers in the entire city...

Hudson, Rex,
come on up here.

♪ Gonna give it up

Thank you.

♪ Just gonna live it up

Our livestream went viral
with the on-camera arrest.

So I'm very
happy to say

that Paws on the Rock is not gonna have
to worry about money for a very long time.

All right! All right!

- ♪ Gonna live it up
- I wanna...

dedicate
this match to a man

who will be
a baby-face...

in our hearts
forever.

The one...

the only...

Dash!

Demon Dog!

Yeah.

Price!

All right!
Let's do this once more for Dash!