All language subtitles for Allegiance.2024.S03E08

I feel like
I haven’t seen you in forever.

Wow, you’re really burning
the candle at both ends.

Yeah. I know. I’m sorry.

That’s okay,
I’ve been busy too,

which is why I think,
tonight,

we should
grab dinner at Gio’s,

and then we should go
to your place for... dessert.

- We’re on for tonight?
- For sure.

Wouldn’t miss it for the world.

Look, I know we said
we’d go to Gio’s tonight,

but I’m gonna have
to get a raincheck.

When I was starting out,
there was this woman, Nadia.

Busted lip.
Eyes swollen shut.

Lawyer got him off.

She went back to him,
he killed her,

and he got off that, too.

And I would just
ask these women why--

"Why don’t you just leave?"

Not once did I ever ask the guy
why he did it.

Listen, you should see
what he did to this guy.

Black and blue all over--

Brambilla went after him?

He nearly killed him.

Go home--

take your attitude
and your hangover out of here.

- Oh, come on, Vince!
- I’m this close

to reporting you.
- Okay.

♪ We on the move! ♪

♪ I ain’t never had a limit ♪

♪ I don’t see
the competition... ♪

Let’s go!

Dig, dig!

♪ Nobody playing
their position ♪

♪ Oh, you thought
it was a game... ♪

That means you, Taylor!

♪ ...Okay, okay
here comes the pain ♪

♪ I put in the work
I get the cheque ♪

♪ Gimme the chance
and Imma damage ya... ♪

Glad you made it this morning.

Race is in two weeks.

Gotta pay the price
before then, right?

We shaved ten seconds
from our time.

Amazing!

Hey!

You up for breakfast?

I’m paying.

Yeah.

Jesus, man.
You gotta take a swim.

Nah. I’ll shower at home.

No. You’re gonna
stink up my car.

Hey! Let go!
Let go of me!

What is wrong with you?

See you at the car in 10.

’Kay, make sure it’s 10
and not 20.

"Make sure it’s 10 and not 20."

Eyes forward.

Please.
You don’t need to do this.

Get on your knees.

Just hear me out.
I was trying to--

Hey...

Hey.

Uh...

I know we haven’t seen
each other in awhile...

maybe this week
we can make an effort?

Yeah, that--
that sounds good.

Yeah, let’s do that.

If I pull some strings,

maybe I can get us into
that new Thai place

on 88th--
Thursday good?

Yeah. Yeah, great.

Uh, let’s see
how the week shapes up.

I have to take this.

Morning.

Young man, Mateo,
heard a gunshot near his car.

Ran to the beach

and found his brother Nicolas
floating in the water.

Another rower administered CPR,
but couldn’t revive him.

He’s certain
it was a gunshot?

Others heard it too.

Marine Patrol is sweeping
the shoreline for the casing.

They were boating?

They’d just finished practice
with their canoe team.

All right. Thanks, Vince.

Yeah.

Which one’s Mateo?

Kid sitting on the rock.

Lost his parents four years ago
to COVID,

now his brother.

Gillian’s running
a background check on Nicolas,

and I’m gonna go see

if there are any cameras
in the area.

Dr. Nikki.

Detective.

Ligation marks on the neck.

Skin under his nails.
Clear sign of a struggle.

And the gunshot?

Well, no entry wound
on his body.

Nicolas wasn’t shot.

This was
murder by strangulation.

All these people,
no one saw anything?

Well, the treeline

is a pretty good cover
from the parking lot.

Mm, gunshot probably went off
in the struggle.

Oh, uh, Marine Patrol

just recovered a gun
near the shore.

I’ll take statements,
you check on the gun?

Yeah. You got it.

Taylor and Ryan?
Can I talk to you, please?

Hey, can you tell me
what happened?

I heard the shot.

At first, I wasn’t even
sure it was a gun.

And Mateo?

He just took off
toward the beach.

We followed behind him,
and saw Nic in the water.

Mateo pulled him out,

and I tried...

I tried to bring him back.

I’m sorry.
That must’ve been difficult.

You both didn’t see anyone?

No.

You practice here often?

Twice a week.

We’re training
for a charity event.

Nic and Mateo
started the-the team

as a tribute to their mom.

She, uh, she used to race.

Can you think of anyone
who might want to harm Nicolas?

Everyone loved Nic.

Okay. Thank you.

Mm. It’s a spotless finish.

Looks fresh out of the box.

Serial number’s filed off.

Let’s fast-track an acid etch,
see if we can get some digits.

- Hey, Sabrina.
- Go, Gillian.

I’ve got a hit
on Nicolas’s background.

I found a restraining order
he filed four years ago

against his cousin,
Cam Lenny,

also known as "Little Boss".

He just got out
for serving time

on an assault charge.

What was
the restraining order for?

Several altercations,

threats of violence,
a vandalized car.

He’s currently working

at the Eastborough
Boxing Club.

Bolton says talk to Vince--
he used to work out there.

All right. Copy that.
We’ll bring Mateo in.

Keep him clear of the scene.

Vince and Gabby
can take the gym.

- Tony!
- Hey! Vinnie!

Good job, kid.

Look at you!

Still the pride of the old hood.

- Ah!
- And the new one too.

Hey.

What do you say we lace them up?
- Aw, nah, nah--

Huh? We lace them up
and go a round, huh?

No, no.

This guy here--
he could take a punch, you know.

I could throw a few too.

Yeah, yeah, I remember.

Took two weeks
for that shiner to heal.

I’m so sorry about that.

Hey, um,

we’re looking
for one of your employees--

Cam Lenny.

"Little Boss."

Not even gonna ask.

Thanks, Tony.

Cam Lenny?

Or do you prefer "Little Boss"?

Why are you
bothering me at work?

Sorry to say that your cousin,
Nicolas Lenny, is dead.

He was found murdered
in Boundary Bay this morning.

We just need you
to come down to the station,

answer a few questions.

What’re you sayin’--
I’m a suspect?

We just want to talk.

Well, I ain’t going nowhere.

You’re willing
to risk your parole?

Where do you get off, huh?

I’m out here
trying to do things right,

and you’re gonna threaten me?

Why don’t we just calm down?

Everybody! Take a good look!

All these pigs
are all the same!

You just had to make this
difficult, huh?

Turn around. Shut up.

All right.

You’re a real tough guy.

Shut up.

You’re gonna pay for this.

Did you
just threaten an officer?

- Uh-huh.
- Sorry, Tony.

Take me back
to this morning, Mateo.

You didn’t see anyone else
on the beach?

Anywhere?

No.

Just Nic, in the water.

Mateo,
I know that this is difficult...

but were there
any recent altercations?

Any bad break-ups?

Uh, no.

He-He lost his...

his job a few months ago.

He was fired?

No, he was involved in
a condo project that went under.

What kind of involvement?

Nic was selling them.

He’s a realtor.

He saw it as an opportunity
for us to invest,

so we took on a line of credit.

Against what?
Your home?

150 grand.

We inherited that house
when our parents died.

Nic and I, we split everything--
the bills, expenses...

It was still our home.

And all your memories
were there.

Tell me
about the, uh, condo project.

It was
a boutique condo building--

the "Dartmouth".

Nic thought
we could make some real money,

but a year later,
it all fell apart.

Sorry to hear that.

I know that his boss
was charged with fraud.

And Nic? Was he charged?

No, Nic had nothing
to do with the financing.

He lost 150,000
and he lost his job.

Well, that must have been
tough on him.

Everything spiralled,

and my income alone
wasn’t enough.

Nic maxed out his credit cards.

Then they shut off our gas,

and we got
a foreclosure notice.

I had no idea
he wasn’t paying the loan.

Could Nic have gotten involved
in something illegal

to help cover the bills?

No! No. Nic wouldn’t do that.

But what about your cousin--
Little Boss?

There’s a restraining order
against him.

Yeah, but he’s in jail.

He was released...
three weeks ago.

He’s out?

What happened between
him and your brother?

It was just a misunderstanding.

Threats, harassment,

showing up at their house
at all hours.

You vandalized their vehicle.

A Jeep YJ?

I sold my uncle that car,

then I had to go away
for a short vacation.

When I got out,
he only paid me half the money.

Nic and Mateo’s old man?

Yeah, that’s right.

And when he passed away,

you figured
it was a good time to collect?

Look, I’m the one
who got screwed here!

It’s my car.

But this time,
when you went in,

you couldn’t let it go,
could you?

Spent a few years
stewing it over.

You wanted Nic to pay.

I just got out, man.

You think I’m that stupid?

Where were you this morning,
between five and eight?

At home, in bed.

Building’s got cameras, man.

I didn’t leave until 8:30.

We’ll check on that.

Yeah, and while you’re at it,

you might want to talk
to his friend, Taylor.

"Taylor Sullivan"?
From the canoe team?

Yeah, Nic owed him
a lot of money.

And how do you know that?

I know a friend of his sister.

When people owe

a shit-ton of money,
word gets ’round.

That house--
it was a circus.

Always a party,
always trouble.

Well, it tracks
that they partied.

There’s a list
of noise complaints on file.

Mm, two brothers in their 20s,
with a house to themselves--

that’s no surprise.

Well, they were
drowning in debt

and they received
a foreclosure notice.

So Nic gets desperate
and borrows money from a friend.

Is that enough
to get him killed?

Do a search on the Dartmouth.

It’s a condo development
that went under--

allegedly the brothers took out
a line of credit on their house

and invested 150,000 in it.

That’s a decent sum.

The developer is Anil Anand.

He left a dozen investors
high and dry.

All right,
that gives us a cousin

that he had
a restraining order against,

a friend he owed money to,

and a developer who stole
150 K of our victim’s money.

That’s quite the list.

Okay, pay the developer a visit.

In the meantime,
we’ll bring the friend in.

I’ll hold Mateo a little longer.
He could still be of help.

Yeah. Forensics pulled
a serial number off of our gun.

It’s not registered in Canada.

My money says
the A.T.F. gets a match.

Odds are, you’re right.

Most of these street guns
come from south of the border.

Costs them nothing.

Costs us lives.

Mr. Anand?

Detective Sohal.

This is my partner,
Detective Kalaini.

What is it now?

Your employee, Nicolas Lenny...

he was found deceased
this morning.

How did he die?

He was strangled.

Who did this?

That’s why we’re here--

we’re trying to get
a clearer picture of Nic’s life.

I had to let Nicolas go.
It’s been a tough year.

Yeah, we understand
that he was owed some money.

The development went bankrupt.

He was out 150,000.
Is that correct?

That’s a lot of scratch.

He couldn’t have been happy
about losing it.

We all lost money.

You guys raided the place.
Froze my accounts.

Charged you with fraud.

I’m fighting that.

You and Nic have a falling out?

He wasn’t happy,

but he understood--

the funding dried up.

Our main financier dropped out.

When the cashflow stopped,
so did construction.

And your investors?

I can’t even afford my lease.

I lost everything.

I don’t have money
to repay them.

Yeah, I bet
that didn’t go over well.

The Dartmouth was going to be

Surrey’s finest
boutique residence.

I poured everything into it.

Made a lot of promises.

Broken promises?

Maybe someone acted out
on those,

thought you and Nic
stole their money?

Has anyone come around
asking for Nic?

No.

All right. What was
he like to work with?

A hard worker.

Ambitious.

I didn’t want to let him go.

Where were you this morning,
between five and eight?

The hospital.

My wife has appendicitis.

I was at her side all night.

We’re gonna need
a list of your investors.

Sabrina,
we got a hit on your gun.

Uh, excuse me a moment.

Yeah, go, Gillian.

The gun has been traced
to a "Duanne Peters",

57 years of age.

He resides at one-two-four

37th Street,
in Surrey.

He’s a dual
Canadian-U.S. citizen.

It’s another
cross-border piece?

Well, A.T.F. confirms
he’s made 47 firearm purchases

in Washington State
over the past six months.

And there’s
no state-imposed limit?

They’re almost encouraging it.

$500 purchase
south of the border

turns into
5 grand on the street,

200 K profit.

The firearms include

10 Glocks,

12 AK-47s,

seven Smith & Wesson 327s,

and the list goes on.

We have a search warrant.

Consider this guy
armed and dangerous.

CFPC!

We’re looking for Duanne Peters!

Where’s Duanne?

He’s inside.

Please, step aside, ma’am.

What is this about?

Wait!

Duanne Peters?

CFPC!

Where are you going?

Please, don’t hurt my brother.

Don’t move!

Hands where I can see them!

- Hands where I can see them!
- Hands up!

What’s going on?

He has dementia!

What do you figure?

He doesn’t look like

he’s in any shape
to be buying a gun.

My Uncle Omar had Alzheimer’s.

Couldn’t remember what he did
from one day to the next, but...

on his good days,
he was pretty convincing.

You think he bought the guns
and forgot? 47 times?

My Uncle Omar spent a year

trying to rejoin
the same gym, so...

Sabrina.

His son?

Now what is this all about?

We’re investigating

a string of illegal firearms
crossing the border--

one of them
connected to a murder.

And you think
Duanne’s involved?

Does he own any guns?

No! His son, Brock, turned them
into the police a year ago.

We felt it would be safer.

Do you ever take
Duanne cross-border shopping?

I don’t, but Brock does--
on his father’s better days.

- How often?
- Not lately.

Duanne’s condition
has gotten worse.

They just used to grab lunch
and a few groceries.

Where is Brock now?

He’s at a morning class at LMU.

When does
he finish class today?

He should be done in an hour.

Okay. Thank you.

And we’re sorry
if we startled you.

How do you know Nicolas Lenny?

Who?

You attended a real-estate expo
at the university.

Is that where you met?

No, I-I don’t know
who you’re talking about.

We have a record
of every border crossing

with your father
over the past six months.

They correspond with
a long list of gun purchases

made in Washington State,

including the one found
in Nicolas’s murder,

and it’s quite the haul--

and every one of them
in your father’s name.

Where are the guns, Brock?

Unless you want to watch

your ailing father
rot in prison...

...it’s best you come clean.

Okay, I bought them.

My dad thought

that we were buying them
for his safety.

You took your father
with dementia gun shopping?

Day trips,
when his thinking is clear,

is that it?

Knowing he won’t
recall the purchase later?

Nice.

What’d you do with the guns?

I sold them.

I stashed them in lockers
at different train stations.

For who?

I don’t know--
we never met.

They always left
the money inside,

and I never stuck around
to see who picked them up.

How were you introduced?

A gun forum.

It gave me a password
to an email account,

and then we’d correspond

inside a message
that was never sent.

And then last week,
th-they said

that they were shutting down
for a bit.

I swear, though--

I didn’t cross the border
with any guns!

You think
that makes it okay?

One of those guns
killed Nicolas Lenny.

You’re complicit
in a homicide, Brock.

Which means you’re under arrest
for accessory to murder.

Buyer’s gone dark.

Brock says
they’re laying low.

And Vice wasn’t much help.

They’re overwhelmed with
weapons crossing the border.

Cousin’s and developer’s
alibis check out.

Where are we at
with the rowing team?

All clean.

Still working through the list
of investors out-of-pocket.

One of them
might’ve bought a gun.

Or paid someone to.

Mateo’s been cooperative,
but...

one thing doesn’t add up.

Nicolas should’ve been notified
when Little Boss got out.

Standard protocol with
a restraining order in place.

Yeah, but Mateo didn’t know.

Why wouldn’t Nicolas tell him?

Maybe the brothers weren’t
as close as he claims.

So... I’ve been
studying Nicolas’s call logs.

Repeated hits
from a burner phone

two weeks before his death.

Calls trace back

to an I.P. registered
to ProfitZen--

it’s a payroll firm in Surrey.

Meaning, the caller
was using a VOIP app--

basically, Internet calling
to hide their communication--

and the company has

a cafeteria on the main floor
with public WiFi.

Any of the rowers or investors
have a tie to them?

Cousin?

No.

Well, we have the friend,
Taylor Sullivan,

who lent Nic money.

Let’s see what he and Mateo
have to say.

The whole condo thing
was shaky from the start.

That developer ripped Nic off.

Is that how Nic saw it?
That he was ripped off?

Yeah. The guy’s so-called
"foreign financier"

was previously charged
with stock manipulation.

Nic’s boss knew it too.

They worked
at the same brokerage.

And Nic discovered this?

What did he do about it?

What could he do?
The guy went bankrupt.

So you lent Nic money?

10 grand.

Ohh. Wow.
That is a significant amount.

I’ve known Nic and Mateo
since we were kids.

They’d do the same.

What is it you do
for a living?

I’m an engineer.

Transportation.

You know of anyone who works
for the company ProfitZen?

No.

Were you aware

that your brother owed money
to Taylor?

From what I understand,

it was a substantial amount.

We needed
to turn our gas back on.

You all right?

My brother was my only family.

It’s okay
to feel overwhelmed.

I shouldn’t have
left him alone.

Nic was targeted.

My father would blame me.

Look, we have someone--

a counsellor--
that you can talk to.

I think it would be good
for you to speak to her.

I’m fine.

I’ll be fine.

We’ll have someone
reach out anyway.

Mateo, do you know anyone
who works for ProfitZen?

Why?

Nic started receiving calls
from a burner phone

two weeks before his death.

They tie
back to this company.

No, I don’t-- I don’t know
anyone who works there.

I have a shift at the airport
I got to get to.

I can’t afford to lose my job.

Given the circumstances--

I can’t sit at home.
Can I go?

Yes. Uh, yeah, of course.

Mateo.

Taylor didn’t know anything
about the payroll company.

He became jumpy
when I asked about ProfitZen.

Suddenly remembered
he had to be at work.

What are you thinking?

His brother
was just murdered...

he’s worried about his job?

He knows more than
he’s letting on.

Okay.

We’ll put a tail on him.

Doesn’t seem
to be in any hurry.

No.

"Vinnie," huh?

Didn’t know you were a boxer.

I hit the bag now and then.

When’d you learn?

Grade school.

They taught you boxing?

No. I got into a fight
at school.

It didn’t go so well.

Came home bruised and bloodied.

The old man was furious.

He dragged me into the garage

and threw
a pair of gloves at my feet,

told me to put ’em on.

Ah. Your dad was tough, huh?

Not a man you argued with.

That’s what
the heavy bag was for.

Yeah, fathers and sons.

You going to meetings?

Command, 6103.

Mateo just crossed
64th and 170th.

He’s headed home.

Got movement from the Mustang.

Gun! He’s got a gun!

CFPC!

Drop the weapon! Drop it!

Drop the weapon!

Stop! Hey! Don’t move!

Command, 6103.

Armed suspect
fleeing in a grey Mustang.

Heading north on 48B.

Tracking dart successful.

We’ve got him.

Copy that.

Hey, Mateo.

I’m Vince.
We, uh, we met this morning.

I think we need to talk.
Have a seat.

The guy in the Mustang,
who was he?

Uh, I don’t know.

He had a gun.
You saw that.

What-What are you doing here?

We’re concerned
for your safety.

What reason does someone have
to come after you?

There is no reason.
I-I-I-- I’m fine.

You don’t have
to handle this on your own.

Doesn’t make you weak
to ask for help.

Makes you smart.

Keeps you alive.

Something tells me you know more
than you’ve been saying.

If you’re wrapped up
in something, I can help.

Just tell me what’s going on.

Nothing. I’m... I’m good.

Yeah?

Hey. Look at me.

You stay put,

until we give you the all-clear,
you hear me?

Hey.

Yeah.

Be advised,

unit 23 has arrived on scene,
and is holding perimeter.

Copy.

Command, Mateo claims
he doesn’t know the suspect.

Kid’s not talking.

We’ll have protection detail
stay on scene

till we know more.

Copy.

We have visual on the tracker.

Sohal and Kalaini in pursuit.

Plates are registered

to a "Sue Markam"

of three-four-six-two
Kendleton Place, Surrey.

Units have been called.

Gillian, ProfitZen’s
on 46th Street,

is that correct?

Yeah.
Two-one-seven 46th Street.

Zak, you remember

how jumpy Mateo got
when I mentioned ProfitZen?

Suspect’s three blocks out,
headed in that direction.

Hey, suspect’s parked
off of Scott Road.

It’s an abandoned
industrial site.

Hold for backup
on arrival.

He’s a block out
from that company.

Abandoned industrial site
and a payroll company?

I don’t see
how they’re connected.

They’re not.

Gillian, ProfitZen’s across
the street from a railyard.

Brock said he stashed the guns
in train station lockers.

What if the burner phone

connected
to the company’s WiFi

from the railyard?

Uh, yeah, it’s-it’s possible.

The network’s range would be
about 300 feet, maybe more.

Check if anyone has ties
to the rail lines.

Taylor said he was an engineer.
Worked in transportation.

And he floated Nic 10 grand.

Taylor Sullivan
and Ryan Weakes.

I’m looking at
their team bios now.

Both are rail engineers.

Look for background checks.

Their employer
would’ve screened them.

Let’s confirm
their place of work.

Mm-hmm.

I can confirm Ryan and Taylor
both work for Transcan Rail.

Their yard is located
at two-one-six 46th Street--

across the street
from ProfitZen.

Dispatching units
to the suspect’s homes.

So these two used their burners

to connect
to the payroll company’s WiFi.

They’re not
as smart as they thought.

They’re bringing in guns
by rail,

paying people like Brock
to purchase the weapons

and leave them in lockers.

And the brothers got
mixed up in it.

Command, we’re on the scene.

Entering the railyard now
with backup.

Copy.

Suspect is armed and dangerous.
Proceed with caution.

We have eyes
on the suspect’s vehicle.

They’re trying to chase us.

Hands in the air!
Hands in the air!

Outta the car!

Pull your mask down.

Pull it down!

Hands in the air!

You are under arrest

for unlawfully
pointing a firearm

and evading police.

You want a coffee, Leo?

Soda?

You know,

I know that things aren’t always
as they appear.

Why don’t you explain to me

why you were
pointing a gun at Mateo

and running from the cops
with a briefcase full of cash?

I’m not here to judge--
I just want the truth.

Forensics is going through
your phone right now,

and they’ll find
all sorts of information.

GPS will pin your movements down
to metres,

including where you were
this morning,

from five to eight.

Make the smart choice.

Give him a second,
then we’ll start with the gun.

We linked the car
to Crescent Beach this morning

via traffic cams.

Vehicle belongs
to his sister.

And Taylor and Ryan?

Uniforms checked their homes.
They’re M.I.A.

Alerts are out at the airports
and border.

Well, Leo...

the gun you were carrying--

same make and model as the one
recovered on the scene...

...same filed-off
serial number.

There’s a lot of these

showing up
on the streets lately.

Business must be good
for Taylor and Ryan.

They call in a favour?

Offer you
a briefcase of cash?

You give us the big picture,

and some of this

falls on the people
who put you up to it.

Yeah, it’ll go a long way
to helping your sister out.

Didn’t I mention that her car
was spotted on the scene?

Mm. Traffic cams don’t lie.

Officers are bringing her in
right now.

You leave my sister
out of this.

Well, that all depends on you.

You cooperate
and we can talk.

And what do I get out of it?

We can’t promise you anything

till we know
what you’re offering.

But I need to know

that you’re gonna
take care of me.

Your DNA is being tested

against samples
taken from the victim.

We found soiled shoes
in the trunk of your car

that match sediment
at the scene.

And the briefcase
of cash on the passenger seat?

How are you gonna
explain that?

Look! I’m just the middle man.

Okay?

I only move the guns.

They bring ’em in,
I get ’em to buyers.

"They" being Taylor and Ryan?

And Nic and Mateo?

Nic was trying
to blackmail ’em,

said he’d keep quiet
for a price.

Well, how did he find out
what they were up to?

No idea.

And so you killed him?

No. I didn’t kill anyone.

And the briefcase?

It’s an advance on guns.

There’s a train
headed south tonight.

Taylor Sullivan and Ryan Weakes

are running guns north
on the rails.

They’re due at work
in several hours,

headed for Portland.

We’ll coordinate with Tactical,
take them down on-site.

I don’t know
how these two could still

get into a canoe
with the brothers.

Keep up appearances.

Sir! Mateo left the house.

Officers lost him in traffic.

That’s just great.

Mateo’s in the wind.
Where would he go?

If Nic never told Mateo

that their cousin
was out of prison,

maybe he didn’t tell him

about blackmailing
Ryan and Taylor.

Mateo believed
that his brother’s murder

was tied to the condo fraud,

but he was wrong,

he knew it the moment
that ProfitZen came up.

How would he know

about the phones
accessing their WiFi?

He wouldn’t,
not unless he was involved.

And if that’s true,
he’s already figured out

that it was Ryan and Taylor
who made the calls.

Which means he’s out there
looking for them.

Shit.

I have an idea where they are.

Well, Mateo’s only making
a bad situation worse.

Mm, there’s a code
with these kids--

when you break it,
it’s personal.

That sounds like
self-destruction.

Ah, I wouldn’t expect you
to understand.

What’s that supposed to mean?

How much you pay in rent?

Oh, that’s right, you don’t.

Student loans?

None of those either?

Wow! Dad covered everything?

Ouch.

What? It’s true!

These kids have to fight
for every inch.

I know what that’s like.

You went to law school.

I sure did! And I, uh,
have the loans to prove it.

You know, half my friends came
from families who struggled,

and none of them turned to crime
to solve their problems.

Let’s not allow anyone else
to get hurt, Leo.

If we don’t stop this,

your name will be
attached to every victim.

That briefcase of cash--

you had planned to hand it off,

but you would never do that
at the railyard.

You were there to meet
Taylor and Ryan, weren’t you?

You’ve got nothing left
to bargain with.

I want a reduced sentence.

Is that an admission to murder?

Look, I get it.

They threatened
your livelihood.

You were only protecting
what was yours.

So why should you take the fall
for all of it?

It’s like you said--

you’re just the middle man.

We were gonna meet
at the industrial site in 15.

Your DNA was found
under the victim’s nails.

You’re under arrest

for the murder
of Nicolas Lenny.

Command, 6103.

We’re five minutes south
from the north entrance.

Sohal, Kalaini,
you take the west.

Any closer and I’ll shoot.

Did you hear that?

Yeah. They’re at the far end.

You think I won’t do this?

Don’t lie to me!

Your burner was on his call log.
Why?

Got eyes on our suspects.

All three armed--
guns pointed at each other.

Proceed with caution
and de-escalate.

Priority is no gunfire.

CFPC! Lower your weapons!

Guns down!

Come any closer,
and I’ll shoot!

I swear, I’ll shoot!

Whoa. Whoa.

Let’s just take a breath, okay?

You brought the police?

You’re surrounded.

Put your guns down

and we all walk out of here
peacefully. Okay?

You did this!

Everything is because
you opened your mouth.

Why were you phoning Nic
with the burner?

You’re on his call logs!

Nic was
blackmailing them, Mateo.

Wh-What is she talking about?

Why would you
rat us out to him?

What? No.
It-It wasn’t like that!

Sabrina, I dug deeper

into Mateo’s
employment history.

He used to work
for Transcan Rail--

quit two years ago.

Mateo... put the gun down.

You don’t want to do this.

Leave me alone!

I said,
don’t come any closer!

You killed Nic!

And then
you sent someone after me?

I-I could have talked to him!
I-I could’ve stopped him!

You ordered a hit on Mateo?

I didn’t want this!

This was not my idea!

He was only
supposed to scare Nic!

- What are you doing?
- Lower your guns!

We can work this out!

You’ve taken this too far!

Now you’re turning on me?

We’re only here because of you!

Don’t point that at me!

Drop yours!

Look what he’s done!
He-- He set us up!

Zak, I’m holstering.
I think I can de-escalate.

No.

I’m covered five ways.

Negative, Sohal.
Stay with your team.

She’s covered, sir.

I don’t like it.
We don’t need any heroics.

Your call, Kalaini.
- I’m clearing her to move.

Sabrina, heads up.

Mateo’s job at Transcan had him
crossing the border too.

We know about
the gun smuggling, Mateo...

and that you used to work
at Transcan.

I also know
how desperate you were.

No. I never smuggled guns.

Not one!

It was alcohol
and cigarettes only.

I-I quit
once they started all that!

This was my father’s gun.

Then you made
the right choice.

Don’t make a bad one now.

You are not a killer.

Don’t throw your life away.

What life?

I have no one!

Stop talking!

I wish I’d never told Nic
what they were doing.

He’d still be alive!

We needed money.

I wanted your help--!

...but Nic talked me out of it,

but I had no idea
he’d blackmail you.

Mateo,
this doesn’t solve anything.

You can’t help your brother,
but you can help yourself.

Think about what
your parents would want.

Think about what Nic would want.

Gun down!

Gun on the ground!

Command, we need a medic!

The subject has been shot.

Repeat, subject shot,

is down and needs
medical assistance!

Stand up. Turn around.

Keep your hands right there.

Sabrina.

I’m thinking
of going to a boxing gym.

Mm, it’s been awhile,
I kind of miss it.

Do you want to come?

Oh, it’s tempting,
but my head’s not there.

Yeah, but that’s why we go.
Right? Get it all out?

And the place’ll be empty.
I know the owner.

Tony and I go way back.

It’ll just be, you know,
you and me, hitting the bag.

You know what,
thanks, Vince, but...

uh, another time?

Okay-- oh, yeah, sure.

Hey.

Still here?

Uh, yeah, just finishing up
a few things.

What charges are we looking at?

Illegal firearms importation,
weapons smuggling,

first-degree murder,
attempted murder--

the list is long,

and one of them might not
live to see trial.

And Mateo?

Well, there was knowledge
of the smuggling,

illegal firearm possession
and planned retaliation,

so he’s not gonna get off easy.

He didn’t act on anything.

’Kay, well, if he’s willing
to cooperate...

he’s a strong witness.

So, um...

dinner, Saturday, right?

Yeah... right.

It was Thursday, Sabrina.

Were you even listening?

I’m sorry.

It’s just, um... this job’s
taking a lot out of me.

You’re not the only one
with a job.

Let’s just...
grab a bite tonight.

Just you and me.

I can’t. I...

I’ve got
some stuff to wrap up here.

You know what?

Just forget it.

- Nate--
- No, no.

No.

Just forget it.

Forget this.

Forget Thursday.

Just do our jobs.

It’s taking a lot
out of both of us.

All right. So what’ve you got
on Brambilla?

I want my son moved
to minimum security.

Yeah. One call to the warden
and it’s done.

Okay, then call him.

It’s late.

I’ll call tomorrow.

What have you got?

I understand

Brambilla sent you home
yesterday.

What, do you think
you’re the only person

who gives me information?

I can smell the booze
coming out of your pores.

It’s only a matter of time
before he takes your badge.

And you think that happens
if I’m in charge?

This "woke" agenda he’s pushing?

Some brown girl
gets promoted before you do?

You know Brambilla backed that, right?

He’s the cause of this.

Where does that leave you?
Where does that leave your son?

And you’re protecting him?

All right.

♪ I am ♪

♪ My father’s son ♪

♪ Get up every day ♪

♪ Head out on the run ♪

♪ Don’t know where I’m bound ♪

♪ But I know where I’m from ♪

♪ I am
My father’s son ♪

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