All language subtitles for Allegiance s03e09 One Of Our Own.eng

Previously, on Allegiance...

[gasps]

[Vince]
I�m gonna make it my business

to see that both your asses

are chained to a desk
after what you pulled today.

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?

[Vince] We�re looking
for one of your employees-

Cam Lenny.
- "Little Boss."

What, are you saying
I�m a suspect?

We just wanna talk.

[spits]

Come here.
Turn around. Turn around!

You�re gonna pay for this.

- [blows thudding]
- [grunting]

[crying out]

[thud]

[?]

[door thuds]

[Vince, weakly] Tony. Tony!

[?]

Vinnie? Jesus!

What happened?

[Vince wheezing]

They took my phone.
Call 9-1-1.

[Tony] Man. Oh, buddy.

9-1-1.
What�s your emergency?

Yeah, hi. I-I-I-

I just found my friend
outside my gym.

Yeah, he�s in rough shape.

I got mugged.

[operator]
Tell us your location.

Uh, Eastborough Boxing Club,
on King George.

Please, you gotta hurry.

They�re coming.

- [whimpers]

Yeah.

[?]

- [indistinct conversations]
- [radios crackling]

Hey, Gill, I gotta go.
I�m on scene.

What�s up? What do we got?

Why�s Bolton here?

Sabrina...

I need to talk to you
before you go over there.

Okay?
- Why?

Vince!

Vince!

I�m okay, Sabrina.
I�m okay.

What happened?

He got mugged last night.

Suspect took his car,
phone, wallet- everything.

Take him to Surrey General.

Gabinski, ride with him,
get a statement,

as soon as you can.

I should go with him, too.

Yeah, no. She�s right.
It�s, uh, it should be her.

No, I need you on this case.

I want all hands on deck
on this one.

[shouts]
Everybody! Gather up! Over here!

Let�s go.

All right. This is everyone�s
number-one priority-

one of our own was attacked
last night in this parking lot.

I want boots on the ground, canvassing.

I want leads.

I want answers.

Now! Let�s go.

[siren wails]

Forensics are almost done
bagging the scene.

Good. We got a B.O.L.O. out
on Vince�s car,

and we�ll get Gillian
to pull CCTV.

- Who found him?
- The gym owner-

Tony, when he was
opening up this morning.

Talk to Tony.
See what he knows.

[?]

Sabrina. Look.

This case hits home
with all of us.

We got the entire detachment�s
resources on this, okay?

We�re gonna get him
the justice he deserves.

Thank you, sir.

Was there anyone else
at the gym last night?

[Tony] No.

Not that I�m aware of.

Vinnie called me
after he came in yesterday,

asked if he could
come by after hours.

I gave him a key
to the place.

Any CCTV footage
of the parking lot

you could give us?

That system�s been down.

I�ve been meaning to fix it.

Uh, Vince brought in a man
for questioning yesterday-

Cam Lenny,
also known as "Little Boss".

He works here, correct?

He used to.

He caused a big scene
when Vinnie came in.

I fired him because of it.

How�d he take the news?

He was pissed.

You don�t think
that little shit

had something to do
with this, do you?

At this point, we�re looking
at anybody and everybody.

You have an address on file?

[?]

[Gabby] Hey...

You sure you don�t want me
to call Helena?

Not yet, no.

No.

[quiet background din]

So, did you catch that game
the other day?

Canucks?
Oh, playing like trash.

Yeah. Need to make a trade.

Ha, start the rebuild, please.

[chuckles] Come on.

Oh-
[groans as he chuckles]

[deep breath]

So, Vince,
I need to get your statement.

Yeah.

Wanna do it now?
- Yeah.

- Right now?
- Okay.

[pained inhale] Yep...

- [chair sets down]
- You good?

I�m all right,
I�m all right, I�m all right.

Can you tell me
what happened last night?

What you saw?

Yeah. I was coming
out of the gym and, uh...

I had my bag with me.

Wait. No.

All right.

Yeah. Yeah.

I had my bag with me.

Yeah, and I, uh,
opened the trunk...

of my car...

and I...
put it in there.

[thud]

And, um...

Meh!

[frustrated chuckle]
I�m sorry. I�m sorry.

Hey, um, hey, buddy, listen-
don�t be sorry.

We�ll just take this slow...

one step at a time,
all right?

Yeah. Thanks.

[landlord] Cam�s a putz.

He hasn�t paid me
in two months.

I was about to serve him
his eviction notice.

Go right in.

Thanks, Marina.

We�ll let you know
when we�re done.

Cam Lenny?

CFPC!

[?]

Nice digs
for a personal trainer.

[?]

The bed wasn�t slept in.
Toothbrush is bone-dry.

He never came home.

So, let�s find out
where he went.

[?]

All units be advised-
B.O.L.O. for Cameron Lenny,

a.k.a. Little Boss.

White male,

approximately 5�9",

wanted in connection
with a violent assault

that occurred outside
Eastborough Boxing Club.

Any luck on Vince�s car?

No... GPS isn�t coming up.

Good chance
whoever took it used a jammer.

But I got a hit
on Vince�s credit card

at a gas station
in Whalley.

Manager forwarded
the CCTV footage.

Did we get a name?

No, not yet,
but I ran a camera trail

to track
the suspect�s movements-

led to ACE Community College.

Officers talked to the kid
who tried to use it,

said he�d found it
on the sidewalk.

Our guys are looking into it.

Yeah, whoever beat up Vince

probably took the cash
and ditched the wallet.

What about other suspects?

Did we go through
the violent offenders list?

Anyone match the M.O.?

[Bolton] One hit-

ex-convict in South Surrey,

known for jacking cars
and violent attacks.

Was with his brother
last night.

You heard from Forensics?

[sighing] Not yet.

What about Vince?
Any word on how he�s doing?

You remember
what he looks like?

No. He came from behind me.

I didn�t get a good-
good look.

What about height?
And build?

Oh...

I don�t know.
Medium... build, I guess.

5�9", 5�10"? Maybe.

He was on foot?

- Vince?
- I don�t remember.

I told you,
I don�t remember.

I don�t remember.

I don�t remember his ethnicity,
his eye colour,

what direction he went in.

I- I don�t even know
where he came from, Gabby.

All I remember

are those damn boots
coming down on me!

- [blows landing]
- [grunting]

I think, um...

he was wearing a-

a black windbreaker
with a hood.

[loud thudding]

Yeah. Yeah.

Let�s go back to the boots.

All right.

Any idea what kind they were?

No.

Black. Synthetic.

Kinda like the ones we wear.

I thought it was ironic.

I�m supposed to protect people.

How can I do that,

when I can�t even
protect myself?

Huh?

Why don�t I check in
with the doctor

and see
if you�re good to go?

Yeah?
- Yeah.

[?]

[begins sobbing]

[Gillian] I got a hit

on the B.O.L.O.
for Vince�s car.

It was spotted on traffic cams
at 82nd and 128th.

- Zoom in?
- [keys clacking]

Could be Cam Lenny.

[Sabrina] Did you follow him?

Yeah, I-I tried.

Cameras picked up the car,

but I can�t find it leaving

on any of
the surrounding streets.

He must be hiding out.

Yeah. This is Surrey�s
industrial area.

It�s, uh, full of warehouses
and auto shops.

Saw a mechanic�s uniform
at Cam�s.

Did you see a logo?

No, but it was a grey uniform
with a blue stripe.

�Kay, I�m searching
all the auto shops in that area.

[keys clacking]

That one.

[Gillian]
"Cerna Collision."

It�s flagged in the system.

It looks like Vice has been
conducting an investigation

on that location.

Pretty sure it�s a chop shop,

but they haven�t had
enough evidence to make a bust.

All right, so,
if Cam stole Vince�s car,

he could be chopping it up.

And that would explain
the nice apartment.

Looks like we�re making
that bust sooner than planned.

[?]

[Zak] Asad?

You guys check this building
and secure the perimeter.

[Asad] It looks empty.

Locked.

Let�s check the back.

[Zak] There�s a camera.

Ray, you take the back.

[?]

[click]

It�s open.

[door creaks shut]

[?]

{Zak] There�s nothing
in there but cars.

I�ll check around back.

I�ll look through this.

[floorboards above
begin creaking]

[?]

[footsteps bolting]

[stairs thumping]

[slam]

[glass shattering]

Cam! Stop!

- [grunting]
- [crashing]

- Don�t move!
- [Cam groans]

[?]

[tarp rustling]

[zap strap creaks]

Zak, I�ve got
Cam Lenny in custody.

Good...

�cause I just found Vince�s car.

Any word
on Vince�s victim statement?

I was just about
to call Gabinski about that.

Vince!

I�m okay. I�m okay.

[Bolton] Brambilla.

What are you doing here?
Why isn�t he at the hospital?

[Gabby] I tried calling you.

Doctor said he could go,
if he wanted to.

Look, I don�t want
to cause any trouble.

I couldn�t think
under the fluorescent lighting

and I wanted to finish giving
my... my statement.

I mean, if that�s
all right with you.

[Bolton]
I�ll make an exception.

But if you think I�m letting you
anywhere near this case, Vince-

You think
I want this case jeopardized?

Look at me.

You let him leave?

He�s a grown man.

You think
it�s easy controlling him?

Take a shot!

Okay, we�re all stressed out
about Vince.

Sohal, Kalaini-

I believe
you have an interrogation?

[overlapping] Yes, sir.

Look, he insisted
on coming here.

He wouldn�t let me call Helena.

I didn�t know
what else to do.

How�s he holding up?

He barely remembers
what happened.

I know you want him
away from this,

but you know as well as I do,

that if you show assault victims
pictures of the scene-

You can jog their memory.

Okay, I�ll allow it.

But I�m pulling his clearance
until this case is wrapped.

I need you to promise me
you�ll keep him away

from this investigation.

I�m trusting
I can count on you for that.

Yeah, of course.

[?]

You really think
I�d try to ice a cop?

What kind of a moron
do I look like?

The kind
that steals a cop�s car

and brings it to a chop shop.

I can explain that.

Yesterday,

when Sergeant Brambilla
arrested you,

you told him he was
"going to pay" for what he did.

[Sabrina]
And after you lost your job,

you were furious,
so you followed him to the gym,

waited in the parking lot,

and then, when he was done,
you attacked him.

And you stole his car,
his wallet-

I only took the car!

Oh, you admit
to taking the car?

Y-

But I didn�t beat the guy up.

Okay, sure,

when he arrested me,

I�ll be real-

I wanted to lay the guy out.

Wait! Are you really not
gonna let me say my piece?

Oh, yeah, you mean lie?

No.

I�m not lying!

Your fresh set of bruises
on your knuckles say different.

I�m a boxer, man!

Okay, wait. Wait.

- [yells] Wait!
- [door bangs shut]

I saw the guy who did it!

[?]

Sit tight, Cam.

[?]

[Tenille] Just got
off the phone with Forensics.

Hit came back
on some of the samples

from Vince�s crime scene.

No match to Cam Lenny.

The DNA isn�t his.

But Vince�s car
was in Cam�s possession.

That doesn�t make any sense.

Especially since we know

he took it
from the parking lot last night,

when Vince was attacked.

Yeah, it doesn�t prove
that Cam attacked him.

Look, I can only tell you
what the tests tell me.

If Cam was behind
Vince�s assault,

there�s no evidence
that proves it.

- So he�s telling the truth?
- I mean, it�s possible.

There�s nothing
under his nails,

and there�s no DNA
under Vince�s, either.

Maybe we�ll have luck
with the fibres.

What fibres?

Black fibres were found
under Vince�s nails,

likely from whatever
the assailant was wearing.

We also... found this.

"Fragmented bark mulch"?

That�s a fancy way
of saying "wood chips".

Particles were found
on Vince�s clothing.

They think it came

from the assailant�s boots
during the attack.

Any idea where
these wood chips are from?

They�re looking into it.

I�ll let you know
what I find out.

Thanks, Tenille.

So Cam might have seen
who beat up Vince.

Anything coming back?

No.

[Vince sighs]

I always hated
having my picture taken.

I never thought
I looked like myself in them,

you know, but this...

that takes that
to a whole other level.

You ever get beat up?

Uh, you know,

I got it
as good as I ever gave it-

I�ll tell you that much.

Hey! Don�t even think about
looking at those.

You heard Bolton.

No, these are
my old arrest files.

Cam Lenny? From yesterday?

That�s who they�re looking at
for this?

Vince, I�m not
playing with you!

Next time you get the shit
kicked out of you, Gabby,

I won�t tell you
how to react. Okay?

[Gabby sighs]

No.

No, none-
none of these guys did this.

None of these guys did this.
None of these guys did this.

Where are you going now?

Records Room.
They�re looking at my old cases?

I got old cases.
I got lots of �em.

Brambilla, do not
walk out that door!

Five minutes-
that�s all I�m asking,

then you can take me home,
I promise.

Goddammit.

[Cam] I showed up
at the gym last night

to pick up my stuff.

And that�s when you saw

Vince being assaulted
in the parking lot?

Yeah, that�s right.

What time was this?

Uh... 10:00, maybe?

I was coming up the alley

and that�s when
I saw it going down.

Then what happened?

[exhaling wearily]

Dude finished the beating

and he took off
in the other direction.

[Zak] On foot?

And instead
of helping Vince out,

you took his keys,
and stole his car?

I never said I was a hero.

What did this guy look like?

I don�t know, it was dark.
I didn�t see his face.

You said you saw his face.

No! I said,
"I saw who did it."

He was wearing a black coat
with white piping.

Like, the racer-style cut.

My old man�s a tailor.

You know, why- why aren�t you
writing this stuff down?

Because you got nothing, Cam!

No. You got nothing.
I got a coat!

Do you think you could identify
this coat if you saw it?

Yeah, maybe I could,
maybe I couldn�t.

[Nate] A deal?

Cam Lenny is a violent offender.

He violated his parole,
stole a car,

fled the scene of a crime.

Plus, Vice was about to make
a big bust on that shop-

all that work gets
thrown out the window.

I don�t like it
any more than you,

but Lenny�s the only one
who saw the suspect.

So he says.

I have reason to believe
he might be telling the truth.

So does Sabrina.

A material witness
is willing to cooperate

to help solve the assault

of an officer
from this detachment.

Can I make the deal or not?

I will run it up the chain,

but it has to yield
something more than a coat.

It will.

[?]

[?]

[security lock buzzes open]

Thanks.

Ooh.

Ahem.

[Vince groans wearily]

[?]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[Gabby] What�s wrong, man?

No, nothing, nothing, nothing.

Oh, okay.

No, nothing, I just thought...

I left this file somewhere else.

Well, you know...

lotta people down here.

Stuff gets shuffled.
You know that.

Yeah.

Right.

- [exhales]
- Hey.

- Hmm?
- We�ll take the box,

we�ll hand it off to Sohal,

and I�ll take you home, yeah?

Now, just a second, Gabby.

If Bolton finds us in here,
you know it�s my ass, right?

Something�s wrong.

One of my case files
is missing.

Who�s been going through
my old case files?

Hey, listen,

I know you�re going
through a lot of things, okay?

I mean, look at ya.

Okay?
I get it, I get it.

But the way you�re talking-

man, I mean, missing files,

somebody going through
your old cases-

I mean, come on, man, why?

Why the hell would anybody
be doing that?

[sighing, vexed]

Yeah...

Yeah.

Yeah, okay, you�re right.

I don�t know, I don�t know.

[sighs]

But I bet-
I bet I know who would, though.

I was just about to call you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Take a look.

Hit came back
on the wood particles

Forensics found
on Vince�s clothing.

The wood chips?

Yeah. They�re from
the Amburana tree-

native to Brazil.

A few different suppliers

gave me a list of locations
in Surrey that use them.

Some parks,
botanical gardens-

And the Royal Ridge Club.

You know it?

Yeah, it�s
a private members� club.

My dad used
to take meetings there.

What if the jacket

that Cam saw
the assailant wearing

is a club jacket?

I�m gonna
pull up the website.

[keys clacking]

Hey, Gill.

It�s a black jacket
with white piping,

just like Cam said.

Good. See if you get
a positive I.D. from Cam

on the coat,

head to the club,
get their members list.

We can cross-reference it
with our database here,

see if anyone
has a connection to Vince.

Copy that.

No.
I�m not giving you the list.

Sir, an officer
has been attacked.

We�d appreciate
your cooperation.

If you could just
show us the list-

If you could
just show me the warrant?

Look, I�m sorry...

but we pride ourselves

on giving the members
of our establishment

privacy.

Giving you the list
would violate their trust.

Sabrina, hey.

Every second that passes,

finding Vince�s attacker
becomes even more difficult.

By the time
we get that warrant,

who knows where they�ll be?

He�s lucky
to have you in his corner,

fighting for him.

He�s always had my back.

Zak, I think I have an idea.

Hey, Gillian?

[?]

Shut the door.

What are we doing here, Vince?

Crap.
It�s gotta be here.

[?]

Breaking into
the Superintendent�s desk?

Are you for real?

He�s downstairs.
It�ll be fine.

[lock clicks open]

[?]

Yeah. No. He�s not downstairs.

Look, I just want to see if
he�s the one who took that file.

- He�s not!
- How do you know?

[?]

Well, did you find it, or what?

Officer Trinh filed
a complaint against me

to Bolton.

Black boots.

[?]

We wear black boots.

Hey. I pulled CCTV
for the businesses

that share
Royal Ridge�s parking lot.

I�ve been cross-referencing
licence plates

with the frequent
attendees at the club

with the ICBC database,

but I�m still combing through.

- Thanks, Gill.
- [Vince] Sabrina?

I found something.

Someone filed
a standards report against me.

Look at the name.

Officer Trinh?

But why?
- Uh, hey, guys.

You�re gonna want to see this.

[?]

He�s a member
of the Royal Ridge Club?

We need to find Trinh. Now.

[Vince] Boss,
I know what this looks like,

but I can explain.

How you broke into my office?

Helped yourself to a file
from my personal cabinet,

with keys you stole-
[slams drawer]

[snaps]
...from my desk?

Are you trying to get suspended?

All due respect, sir-
he�s had a hell of a 24 hours.

Don�t you start, Gabinski.

I told you to take him home
hours ago.

I�m trying. He won�t go.

That�s right, I won�t.

And it�s a good thing too!

Because there�s an officer
from this division

who may be behind all this!

And look, I know
I pissed people off,

but not this much!

I wanna talk to him.

Brambilla, which part of
"you�re nowhere near this case"

is evading you?

Let Sohal and Kalaini
do their jobs.

Trinh�s still playing ball.

If we�re lucky,
he won�t call for his rep-

give us time
to peel this thing back,

see if we can figure out
what the hell�s going on

before Internal Investigations-

[scoffs] Oh. Right on time.
You two mind?

Eli Bolton.

[door shuts]

[Trinh] Look, Sohal.

You gotta
get your head checked

if you think I had anything
to do with what happened.

You had an issue with Vince
as your commanding officer.

Why?

[sighs bitterly]

[?]

Last time I checked...

it wasn�t illegal
to dislike your boss.

You never had a co-worker
that you didn�t like?

Why�d you file the report?

[?]

Since Vince
got Watch Commander,

he�s been a total pain
in the ass.

Throwing his weight around-

smashing people down
for no reason.

You think getting desk duty
for not providing backup

is unwarranted?

It was a retaliatory
punitive measure.

You and I both know it.

[Zak] Well, you must�ve
been pretty pissed

when the complaint
got thrown out?

Oh, you�d think, but no.

Oh, I know who gets
the mic around here.

Where were you last night?

Game night.

I was having a pint with Jones.
He�ll tell you.

An officer
with a history of lying?

I heard
you got transferred here

because of some beat-down
you gave a guy in Calgary.

You wanna talk history?

Maybe you can explain

why I�m sitting
on this side of the table,

when you�re the one known
for beating up cops?

[?]

Call me when you got something.

I�m done.

[?]

[indistinct chatter]

[Vince] Hey.

How�d it go with Internal?

I headed them off.

For now,
they�re letting us handle this.

You were right.

I shouldn�t have
done what I did

in your office back there,

and I�m sorry.

It�s just that I was in

the Records Room earlier-
- You were in the Records Room?

Today?

Yeah, someone�s been going
through my case files.

I thought it was you-
maybe you were looking into me.

Why would I
be looking into you?

That�s what
I wanted to know.

I thought he was just venting-
getting it off his chest.

Yeah, well,
he got it off his chest.

Let�s just wait
till all the facts come in

before we decide anything, yeah?

All right, but I-

until then, is there anything
else I should know about?

Unfortunately... yes.

Officer Asad just submitted
his police-issued phone

into evidence.

Why?

[Asad] There was a text chain.

I didn�t think
it meant anything,

but when I heard
you were talking to Trinh,

I figured maybe
he had something to do

with what happened to Vince.

[Bolton] No, Vince.

You�re aware that,

even though
you submitted this willingly,

you�re not immune
to punishment?

Yes, sir.

Officer Asad, you�re not
to leave the premises.

I want Jones brought in
immediately

for questioning
by Sohal and Kalaini.

Jones and Trinh
are a tight unit.

Vince isn�t the only one
mentioned in the chain.

[?]

You�re pulling me?

It�s not up for debate.

Sir, it�s my case!

Not when
it�s conflict of interest,

which it is,
because you�re mentioned

in the text chain.

Detective Kalaini will be
the lead on all interviews

until Internal Investigations
takes over.

Then I wanna read the texts.

Sabrina.

Sir, you�ve asked me
to take a step back,

and I am,

but I at least have the right

to know what it is
I�m taking a step back from.

If it was you,
wouldn�t you want to know?

[?]

[sighs] If that�s
what you want,

I�m not gonna stop you.

[?]

[door thuds]

This text chain
correspondence

was submitted to us
by Officer Asad.

It�s an ongoing conversation
between you, him, and Jones

over the past few months.

Correct?
- Uh...

Yeah, I guess so.

Okay. Officer Jones...

[page rustles]

- [thumps table]
- Read that line back to me.

Yeah, it says,

"After what she did to Meyer,

she�ll get
what�s coming to her."

[Zak]
And when you say "her,"

who are you
referring to here?

Detective Sohal.

And in response to that text,
you texted a photo of-?

[page crinkles]

It�s a photo of a rat.

You�re aware Detective Sohal

found a dead rat in her vehicle
a few weeks ago?

That�s... what I heard.

Really?

�Cause Detective Sohal
never reported it,

so I�m pretty sure the only
people who knew about it

were her
and the person who did it.

Why didn�t you report this,
Sabrina?

Hmm?

I was, uh...

I don�t know, humiliated.

We were messin� with her.

It wasn�t serious.

So you did put a dead rat
in Detective Sohal�s vehicle?

[?]

"L.M.A.O.!

Wish I could see
the dumb skank�s face."

Was that
"just messing with her" too?

Look.

The guys were
giving me a hard time

over giving up Meyer.

Okay?

It was a dumb joke.

I... I have a daughter.

Is that supposed
to make you a good guy?

Walk me through it.

What, were you
taking heat from the boys...

thought, "What better way
to get out from underneath it

than to... put it on her?"

Hmm?

What happened after
you were assigned to desk duty?

Let me jog your memory.

That help?

Read it.

"Wonder Woman strikes again."

"Bitch has Brambilla
in a choke-hold."

"Bolton�s no better."

[Jones] "We know how
she got that promotion."

[Trinh] "Gotta go down
to go up."

Sabrina, you don�t need
to listen to this.

[Zak] You left the text chain

soon after this?

Yeah.

But not before
you started going after Vince.

"When did Vince
become such a pussy?"

But that shit
is out of context!

We were pissed off.

I didn�t deserve
to get demoted.

An informant died that day!

I didn�t make the call!

But you must�ve been
pretty pissed

when you got the demerit.

First, your badge,
then desk duty?

We were blowing off steam.

"Someone needs to shut
that woke bitch�s mouth.

Not her- Brambilla.

Let�s show Grandpa
what team he�s on.

Call for help this time-

see who shows up."

This?
This is not "blowing off steam".

These are threats.

You wanted to make him pay,

and that�s exactly
what you did.

[?]

Sabrina. Come on.

- No.
- No, stop.

Don�t make me run, please.

Not after the morning
I�ve had. Please.

Look, I�m sorry.
I wish I had known.

That�s not the point.

If I�d known about
the group chat,

I would�ve stopped it.

It�s not about you, Vince!

You know that feeling you had, today?

Getting off the elevator,

and everyone�s eyes
are glaring in at you,

like you�re some animal
in a zoo?

The whispering,
the snickering?

I feel that every single day,

from so many people
in this detachment.

I didn�t need to hear

what they were saying about me
in those texts,

because I feel that nastiness

every single day
that I show up to this job.

[voice breaks] I am exhausted.

Vince...

I am just
so goddamn exhausted.

[takes a shaky breath]

I can�t even begin

to imagine
what you go through every day-

those assholes
beating you down like that...

I got lucky when we met.

Yeah, I thought
I knew it all on this job,

and then you came along
and taught me

how to actually see
the world around me.

I came forward with the truth-

I handed in those notebooks
against Campbell,

not because you made me,

but because you made me better.

You make
this whole place better.

Hmm?

Thanks, Vince.

[Vince] Come on.

Oh! Easy.
- Sorry.

And just because they don�t
wanna take responsibility,

it doesn�t mean
you have to do it for them, huh?

Wait, Vince...
what if that�s it?

What? I don�t follow.

Jones said
that he didn�t "make the call"

the day
that you dressed them down.

So who did?

[Gillian] Trinh did.

Or at least,
that�s what Jones said

in his incident report,
after you put them on desk duty.

According to the report,

it was Trinh

who refused
to provide backup.

Man, these guys�ll even throw
each other under the bus.

So we use it
in interrogation-

show the report to Trinh,

tell him it�s only
a matter of time

before Jones tries
to blame him again.

[?]

Zak, why aren�t you
in interview?

They called the union.

Internal�s on their way.

It�s their jurisdiction,
Sabrina.

You�re right, it is,

but you know who else
has jurisdiction over this?

[door closes]

I already said my piece
to Internal Investigations.

That may be...

but Sergeant Brambilla
requested C.I.U.

open a concurrent case
investigating the assault,

and, legally,
you�re obligated to cooperate.

Says so on this written order
from the Chief.

I�m just gonna tell you
what I told everyone else-

I don�t have anything to do
with what happened to Brambilla.

You�re aware that Officer Jones

filed an incident report
against you?

It�s only a matter of time
before he flips

and makes you
wear this whole thing.

Be pretty hard...

considering I had
nothing to do with it.

You think
he�s capable of doing it alone?

We were both mad about the way
Brambilla�s been acting-

writing people up...

demerits.
- But...?

We�re not the only ones
who are pissed.

He sent Gabinski home
a few shifts ago.

Maybe he took exception.

You�re suggesting
that Officer Gabinski

had something
to do with this?

I�m just saying,
I heard he�s off the rails-

his kid�s a total whack-job.

He�s locked up
in maximum security

with other violent offenders.

Must come from somewhere.

[Sabrina] There�s no way.

As much as I hate it...

Gabby and Vince-
they�re friends.

So he�s not off the rails?

[doors open]

You know, this morning...

he didn�t want to go
to the hospital with Vince.

I thought it was because
he was overwhelmed,

but maybe-

Maybe...

...it was guilt.

[Zak] Sabrina?

You need to see this.

[?]

Vince mentioned he was missing
an old case file,

so I went through
the Records Room CCTV,

just to see what I could find.

- [hits key]
- Watch this.

[Sabrina] Who is that?

Can you push in?

It�s Gabby.

Vince.

You shouldn�t be in here.

[Vince] Too late.

[?]

I knew someone was going
through my case files.

It�s been him
the whole time.

Why would be Gabby
be going through your files?

I don�t know.

So it looks like

Gabby signed out
a police tracker

a few weeks ago.

Where�s Vince�s car?

It�s downstairs.

- I�m going.
- Oh, God.

Vince!

[?]

[?]

[clunk]

[?]

Vince.

[?]

Shit.

We need to know
where Gabby was last night.

You go get
that son of a bitch.

[?]

Hey, Gabby!

Sohal? What�s going on?

There�ve been
some new developments

in Vince�s case.

And you think it�s got
something to do with me?

At this time, we just need you
to clear a few things up for us.

Are you for real
with this shit?

Hey! Get your hands off me!

Take him
down to Interrogation.

Don�t... touch me.

I know where Interrogation is.

[?]

[?]

[Sabrina]
Gabinski�s in Interrogation.

Zak�s about to go in,
I�m gonna observe.

No, he�s not,
and neither are you.

Internal is upstairs.

Just give us five minutes.
We�ll get to the bottom of this.

It�s out of my hands.
There�s nothing I can do.

I don�t like it
any better than you,

but they told us to stand down-
that�s what we�re gonna do.

It�s their case now.

Wait. Where�s Vince?

[Bolton] Check
the Interrogation Room cameras.

[?]

[door thuds]

[?]

[chair thuds]

[Gabby] Vince,
what the hell are you doing?

You got
a problem with me, Gabinski?

You say it to my face,
like a man.

You really think that I�ve got
something to do with this?

You know me.
- Do I?

I�m not gonna just sit here

while you accuse me
of this shit.

You walk out that door,

it�s as good as a confession,
you understand?

You�re not leaving
until I get my answer.

You put that on my car?

Huh.

Yeah, I know
what that looks like-

Yeah. Why?

Why�re you looking into
my old case files?

How many years have
we walked this beat together?

How many? Huh?

I�m your goddamn friend.

Then why
are you looking into me?

Hmm?

[roars] Answer me!

- Because I had to!
- Why?

Because of Will!

[voice breaks, softly]
I did it for Will.

[Vince]
What do you mean, Will?

He said he could help.

My boy was dying in there!

[sobs] He... he said

he�d get him moved
to minimum security

if I just did some digging.

Digging into me?

I didn�t know what else to do.

I was just trying
to help my kid.

[Vince] Who told you?

- Campbell.
- Hmm?

Oliver.

Ohh...

[?]

He knew that you�d back Sohal

on the charges
that cost him his job,

that whatever she had,
she couldn�t use,

but you...

...he wanted to prove
that you weren�t credible...

...that, if the Crown asked you
to testify,

he needed dirt

to prove that you weren�t

the perfect cop
that everyone thought you were.

That�s why
you took the file?

How�d you find out?

After you mentioned
that domestic case-

how the guy got away
with murdering that woman-

I knew there was more to it.

You talked to Klassen?

He told you what I did?

[quietly] Vince, I respect
what you did to that guy.

You told Campbell?

No.

No.

I was gonna give him the file,
the guy�s name,

his address-
but I couldn�t.

I told him
I didn�t find anything,

and he knew-
[breath shakes with rage]

...he knew
that I�d gotten wise,

that he was never
gonna help Will,

and he was pissed.

He wanted me to hurt you.

He goaded me into it.

So did you?

[exhales and scoffs sadly]

Where were you
last night, Gabby?

Vince-

- [roars] Where were you?
- [slams table]

[?]

I was at a meeting.

Ten other people there-
they�ll all tell you,

I went there right after
I saw Campbell.

[quietly] It wasn�t me, Vince.

It wasn�t me.

[?]

You want a warrant
for Oliver Campbell?

Geez...

is this guy
ever gonna go away?

We think he�s the one behind
what happened to Vince.

Sabrina...
you can�t just go around,

accusing every cop
on the force.

Oliver�s not a cop anymore.

You know what I mean.

Campbell�s got
connections everywhere.

You know he�ll make sure

that the trail
doesn�t lead back to him.

We�re running out of time, Nate.

Do you know where he was
yesterday, during the attack?

Yeah, Gabby says
that he was with him.

But- [scoffs]

...Campbell called the meeting
so that he would have an alibi.

He hired somebody else
to do the dirty work.

Nate, we need to search
his place, his accounts.

Then you need hard evidence
to do that.

If you think
Campbell is behind this,

prove it.

Nate, I�m asking you
for a favour.

No, you�re asking me
to do my job-

which I will,
if you do yours.

[?]

Warrant came in
for the Royal Ridge Club.

I pulled all the employee
and member files.

Did anyone connect
to Campbell?

Not through the club.

But you remember the wood chips
we found on Vince�s clothing?

- Yeah?
- Turns out

Royal Ridge�s landscaper,
Shane Barker,

moonlights on the side...

[Zak] Guy posts photos

of all of the houses
he works at.

A month ago,
he scrubbed his account,

but I was able
to do a retrieval...

Look whose house
he did six months ago.

Oliver Campbell�s.

[?]

Shane Barker?

Yeah?

- CFPC.
- Hey-hey-hey! Whoa! Whoa!

[grunts]
I didn�t do anything!

Yeah. We�re not
playing that game.

- You�re under arrest-
- [cuffs ratcheting]

...for the attempted murder
of Officer Vince Brambilla.

I already told you-

I didn�t lay a hand on that cop,

and I don�t know
this "Oliver Campbell" guy.

Oh, really? Because this photo
that you scrubbed

from your socials last month

says otherwise.

Isn�t that you?

In front
of Oliver Campbell�s house?

Yeah, our team�s been
looking through your accounts.

You made a pretty big
cash deposit last week.

Ten grand.

What?

My services are expensive.

So it was
for a landscaping job?

You mind telling us
who your client was?

I did some work
under the table.

Trying to avoid the tax man,
you know how it is.

If you wanna see my books-

We don�t want
to see your books, Shane.

We want you to tell us

what Oliver Campbell
hired you to do.

I�m a landscaper.
Isn�t it obvious?

Five seconds ago,
you didn�t know the guy,

so, not really.
- Look, I don�t know

what you think you know,
but you�re wrong.

I didn�t do anything,

and if I did,

shouldn�t you have some proof?

Like...

what I was wearing, DNA,
you know, that kind of thing?

[smugly] See? You don�t.

I can tell.

Yeah, no doubt
that you can tell, Shane...

the same way I don�t doubt

that you threw away
Sergeant Brambilla�s wallet,

and got rid of your clothes
so there would be evidence.

Bet you didn�t need those
for work today, did you?

What you did need
is your work boots...

and I will bet

if we run the ones
that you are wearing right now

through Forensics,

we will find traces
of Sergeant Brambilla�s DNA.

[?]

[door opens]

Barker confessed

to accepting money
from Oliver Campbell

to beat up Vince.

He paid Barker
to assault Vince,

so he�d be out of the way
for his trial.

[pounds table]

Bring Campbell in,

but I want
everything by the book.

We don�t give the defence
anything they can use-

this time, we�re nailing
his ass to the wall.

Yes, sir.

[?]

Gabinski?

[?]

[sirens wailing]

[brakes screeching
as sirens cease]

[?]

[?]

All right, team two, three,
you take the rear,

we�ll breach the front.

You three, with us.

[?]

[thumping]

Oliver Campbell!

CFPC!

Open up!

We�ve got a warrant
for your arrest!

Hand me the battering ram.

[click]

- [ram bangs]
- [wood crashing]

[?]

Bathroom�s clear!

Kitchen clear!

[theme pulses with danger]

[?]

[Zak] Bedroom clear!

[?]

Bathroom clear!

[?]

You gotta be kidding me.

There are signs
Campbell has taken flight.

Requesting all units
to initiate a B.O.L.O.

and notify the courts-

Oliver Campbell is now
a fugitive of the law.

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