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Was it you that broke into the house the other day?
No. Guess you're making enemies around here.
Uh, my friend here had a little accident,
and she won't let me take her to the hospital.
Brandon may have been the last person to see Percy alive.
That's why I need your help.
What would Brandon have wanted with Percy?
This has nothing to do with Percy.
He took a bullet in the back of his head.
My father is innocent, and you know it.
Don't let that guy... that Portland guy... distract you.
I'm sorry. There's no room for you on this anymore.
Do you know what Brandon was up to in your boatyard?
Let this go and move on. That's what I had to do.
Whoa!
You never stop.
It's almost like you want to die.
I found something.
I'll clean you up in my office.
She brought him here. What do we do?
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- Almost done. - I-I...
All right, all right, all right.
Yeah, it's just...
They're still coming for me.
It's not gonna be good if they show up here.
Hold on, hold on.
Sean? Get us an Ace bandage.
Got it.
So who were those guys?
I was gonna ask you the same thing.
I didn't get a good look at 'em.
Some bad things are happening at that boatyard...
Maybe prostitution ring...
pornography.
They have some photo equipment and...
So, uh, what happened out there?
I'll tell you later.
Wait. Don't want to take any phone calls right now.
- It's Colin. - I know.
What the hell's going on?
Leave us for a minute.
Who came after you?
Sean...
The man you need to look into is Don Lanier,
not my Colin and not my Sean.
How'd you know where to find me back there in the woods?
I saw your car at his boatyard.
I drove around till I found you.
You're welcome.
I'm not taking any chances.
Like not trusting my sons?
So what's your plan?
I'm not sure.
Well, you can't just be running around out there...
Here...
- Okay. - Hold on.
I didn't have to save you.
Thanks.
Ma...
There's something you need to know.
One had a shotgun.
The other had a rifle with a scope.
He had me in his sights.
Jesus.
I don't believe this. This whole island's falling apart.
Did you... did you see the men?
It was too dark.
Don Lanier... what is it with that guy?
Don Lanier is not a criminal.
The only thing he's running is the church boat race.
Maybe he's taking payments for looking the other way.
It just doesn't fit.
Look, I think we should bring Detective Brooks in on this.
No, no, no, no.
We can't get too many people involved with this.
Those guys'll cover their tracks,
like they did with Brandon.
Mike Lam killed Brandon. We got DNA.
What do you mean DNA?
DNA?
I'm not supposed to talk about it.
- It's classified. - Lou...
What did they find?
They found DNA all over Brandon's lobstering gloves.
Brandon wasn't wearing gloves.
Well, he had been. They were in the helm.
The helm? I checked that whole boat.
You missed 'em. We're pressing charges now.
There wasn't anything there.
Who found the gloves?
Who on the team found them?
I don't know. It was one of Portland's guys.
Huh.
Look, why don't we go sit down with Detective Brooks?
- And we'll talk all this out together. - Eh, that's all right.
I got to go.
Go? You got to fill out a report.
No.
I'll be fine.
Harry.
No, you're not listening.
Okay, we need someone here, not on the phone.
Yeah, because they're breaking the law.
They've already had him for two days... no charges.
Yeah, now...
Fuck this.
We're getting another lawyer.
What are you talking about? What did he say?
- Well... - Ah, ah, ah, ah.
There's someone on the force here
who's building a case
with false evidence against your husband.
That's why our lawyer's talking about bargaining.
This whole thing is ridiculous.
Mike has never shot a gun in his life.
Was there something he saw two nights ago?
I'm just curious about what he told the police.
The truth. And it only made things worse.
It's the only way we're gonna clear him of this.
Look, I'm not working with the police anymore.
What'd he see?
Mike was checking our traps.
Someone keeps cutting our lines.
Yeah, not "someone." Colin Muldoon...
_
Mike saw Brandon in a boat...
and people.
_
Hurry, come on, move, move! Come on!
- Let's go, �vamos! - R�pido. Come on.
Come on, let's go!
Come out, come out, now.
- A group of people, he said. - Come on!
They all moved from Brandon's boat
- to the other one. - Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Was it both men and women?
The boats split up after that.
It was a handoff... part of a smuggling route.
- You mean like drugs? - No.
People.
- How do you know that? - Canada's so close.
You remember all those people from Portland
who wanted us to hire them?
Many of them from Central America?
- Yeah. - Maybe they just keep going north.
Promised jobs.
Probably pay to get smuggled over another border.
Imagine what happens to some of the women.
You know, I found an abandoned boat
where it looked like there were people
who had been staying there, and there was a setup...
taking pictures,
maybe for fake IDs.
Those aren't easy to make.
Have you heard of anybody out here
who does that sort of thing?
Okay, my parents weren't smuggled here.
Not saying that.
I know someone.
You do?
_
There's a buoy shop,
just past Route 41.
_
_
There's nothing here.
I've got a cash drawer in the store.
That's all right. Come here.
Just take whatever you want.
I don't want your money.
I want you to sit, right here.
Okay.
There's a folder that's locked... transport.
Open it up.
Why? There's nothing there.
Just open it.
Okay.
You have a sideline making fake Canadian IDs, don't you?
Look, man, you can't just come into my place...
I saw it... where those people are kept in the boatyard.
Boatyard?
Did that girl tell you about me?
Some girl came here?
Percy Muldoon.
Okay. What happened?
It's nothing.
- She just came into the store. - No, no, no, no.
She had something on you, didn't she?
You made a fake ID for this woman to get into Canada.
- You got the wrong guy. - No.
I found your name in Brandon Keyser's things.
Her name, too.
I've seen the boatyard...
where the people are held.
You make them IDs, and they're shipped out the next morning.
I'm telling you, I don't know what you're talking about.
You can tell me now,
or we can let the police decide for us.
Hold on.
Just what do you want?
I want to find her.
I don't have anything to do with where they go.
Who pays you?
Brandon hooked me up with them. I've never met 'em.
You're a piece of shit, you know that?
Hey!
- I'm helping them. - You're helping sell them!
All I do is make a little piece
of official bullshit so they got options.
She paid $10,000 to get brought into Canada.
She was promised a job. Now she's missing.
Her brother down in Portland can't find her,
so he gave me this.
She's gone.
You want to guess where she is now?
What? So you're the white superhero now?
They send you the photos, and you make the IDs.
- Who picks them up? - Fuck you.
Fine.
Whatever happened to her, that's on you.
Look...
I put the IDs on the dock after sundown.
Next morning they're gone. That's all I know.
So you put 'em on the dock.
In a dry box.
And you never see who picks them up?
Come on, you must have seen something, right?
I can't tell you that, man. They'll come after me.
I've got kids.
I understand. Believe me.
I know, but you're never, ever gonna be dragged into this, okay?
I'm gonna get to 'em first.
I promise.
I only ever saw their boat...
black with a red stripe
and a motor that ran close to silent.
Harry!
Hey. I need to ask you something.
Yeah. I was just gonna call you.
Yeah? Is everything okay?
- They, uh... they broke into my house. - Who?
I don't know, but they completely trashed it.
I was too scared to stay there last night.
I don't know where to go.
I've been tracking some people.
I think this might all be connected.
Uh, look, uh,
any chance you've seen a boat that has a black hull, red stripe,
has a very quiet motor?
An old black island skiff? Like a skimmer?
I'm not sure. I wouldn't know that.
Well, that must be it.
An old boat with a high-end motor is rare.
I logged it for repair last year.
You know whose boat it is?
I don't know. I don't remember.
Listen, all the info's at the office, so, uh, meet me there.
_
- Harry. - Hey.
Red stripe.
Black hull, red stripe.
We can't stay here too much longer.
Here, I got it. Right here.
A service guy brought the boat in.
Owner's name is Verne Novak.
Looking up registration.
Novak... 52-year-old male...
place of residence, 142 Goose Rock.
Where's that?
It's one of the Gifford Islands.
Private territory.
The whaler outside... does that belong to the office?
Yeah.
Those the keys over there?
Yeah.
But shouldn't we call Chief Raskin or the mainland police first?
Harry.
Harry!
You can't go out there by yourself.
It's all right.
You could be totally outnumbered.
You have no idea.
At least got to find out who we're dealing with.
Okay, so you get to this Novak guy. Then what?
We'll see.
You should be calling for backup.
No, it'll just be procedures and clearances.
We'll lose our opening.
Harry, whatever you think you're gonna do out there,
it's not gonna solve anything.
This is bigger than you.
No, I started it.
It's putting people in danger... you, for one thing.
They came for you.
My fault.
That's your guilt driving you.
More ego.
Can you...
Calling her one last time?
It might be what you want...
but you know it'll only scare her.
I don't blame you for not trusting me.
Whatever you find,
I'd appreciate you coming to me first.
Okay.
When? So...
So what...
He's a fucking weirdo.
That's good.
What about his house?
Brother, you see... you see and hear anything...
Yeah, okay, I got... I got to go.
Yeah, okay, bye.
Hello, again.
I didn't think you'd get here so soon.
Had to wait.
Saw you had company.
Right.
Yeah, Meg Muldoon said you'd be coming.
She said that, uh, you were looking for...
Ah, ah, ah. Don't move.
If I don't turn that off,
the smoke alarm will call the fire department.
Go ahead.
Thank you. It's good beef. I like it rare.
What you got going with Meg Muldoon?
Huh? She got a thing for you?
'Cause you know she wanted to make a deal to spare you?
Yeah? What kind of deal is that?
Oh, if she could get you to stay quiet...
leave on the next ferry, would I let you go?
See, I got a feeling that that's just not gonna happen.
All right.
Everyone has a price.
Come on, man, what's yours?
To overlook your smuggling ring?
I don't think so.
I don't know what you're talking about, man.
Brandon Keyser.
He cut you out of some profits,
so you had to take him out.
I heard they got DNA on some Chinese guy.
I wonder who told you that?
I got reliable sources.
Same one who came up with the idea of planting gloves probably.
Look, I just...
Ah!
Okay. Okay.
So what are we gonna do now... eat stir fry and talk?
Percy Muldoon...
did she get in your way?
You try to shut her down, too?
That girl jumped from a cliff.
You know that, 'cause you saw her jump.
Harry, what's going on?
Brooks wants you back here.
A man's been shot.
He's still alive, but you better get a medic out here right away.
What? Are you serious?
It's 142 Goose Rock.
Hey, the police aren't gonna help you.
The night she died, the Muldoon girl went to the cops.
And you saw how well that turned out for her.
The guy who called this in is armed and unpredictable,
so be careful, all right?
Police! We're coming in!
He's down there.
Harry.
Brandon Keyser's killer.
That's the gun he used.
- Here. - Don't touch anything.
Okay. Go ahead.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can
and will be used against you in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one, one will be appointed to you.
Verne Novak's pressing charges.
There's not much question here...
We got you on trespassing, breaking and entering,
- assault with a deadly weapon. - Hold on.
You have a murder case, right?
You have everything you need to arrest Novak.
- So you keep saying. - Check the ballistics.
Novak's gun... it's gonna be a match
to the bullet that came out of Brandon's head.
And Mike Lam is not your guy.
We've got a pretty solid case against Mike Lam already.
Based on illegal evidence.
Chief Raskin told me your theory.
Who do you think planted that evidence, huh?
You should look into it. Why haven't you?
The case that you need to build right now is against Novak.
You tell me... why would Verne Novak want to kill Brandon Keyser?
Novak has an operation,
and he might have wanted to put it on pause
because of all the attention that's on Percy Muldoon.
And Brandon might've had another idea, got a little greedy
and tried working around him.
The operation...
you mean the migrants coming up through Portland
spending the night on Hanover Island?
Yeah, so Chief here has filled you in.
Just want to make sure I'm getting it right.
So these people come up...
No, I know the tactic here with the suspect.
You're getting me to repeat myself,
and you're looking for inconsistencies,
and I don't want to do that.
So these migrants spend the night on, uh, some abandoned boat...
Named "Valerie," in Don Lanier's boatyard.
So, once the Canadian IDs are forged,
these people are brought out to rendezvous
with a Canadian vessel?
Yeah, brought out by certain boat operators
living here in Clark Harbor.
Seems like it's been going on for a long time.
It's hard to believe that nobody noticed.
And that phone...
you want to run a report on Novak's phone.
You want to see who he called.
There's probably some pretty nervous people out there.
Can I get a minute alone with him, please?
Yeah. I'll pick this up later.
Thanks.
You got to stop, Harry. You're out of control.
Yeah, I'll stop...
when the operation's closed down.
No one's planting evidence here.
It doesn't make any sense.
What? Are you thinking that I did it?
You tell me.
You're forcing my hand here.
I don't want to fight you on this... I really don't.
Who was on duty the night that Percy died?
She came here to the station.
She was looking for help.
Who told you that?
Verne Novak.
You're gonna believe him?
Were you on duty that night?
You need to think about getting yourself a lawyer.
Okay, he's gone.
- Tom. Tom! - What?
Hey, Klesko, wait...
- This way, come on. - Find his car?
Just heard it's still at the boatyard.
He's not down here.
Check outside!
Harry's car is still in the boatyard,
so he's got to be on foot.
Let's just put out an alert.
That's why you need an interview room
with a door and a lock.
Yeah, well, this is what we've got here.
Josh!
I knew that guy was bad news from the get.
Yeah, yeah. Listen, listen, listen.
On the night that, uh, Percy died,
- you were on duty, right? - Which night?
The Saturday she disappeared.
- Did you see her? - No.
She didn't come by the station?
What do you mean? Of course not.
She didn't come in here asking you for help during your shift?
No.
I would have told you, if I'd seen her.
Why?
Uh, nothing.
Forget it.
- Hey, Josh. - Hey, Percy.
You okay?
- Can I talk to Lou? - He's off tonight.
Hey, what happened there?
Oh, um...
nothing. I'm... I'm fine.
Can we call Lou? There's something I need to...
I don't even know what to call it.
What?
It's... it's too fucked up. Can we just call Lou?
If I call him at home,
I at least have to tell him what it's about.
I think people are being...
trafficked...
on Hanover Island.
What do you mean?
They're being brought up to Canada for jobs...
illegally, but...
bad things are happening to some of them.
One woman's gone missing.
How do you know this?
I think some people from Clark Harbor are involved.
- Who? - Can we just call Lou?
You know them?
Personally?
One of them is Brandon Keyser.
And Don Lanier is involved, too, and probably others.
Holy shit.
Okay. Shit. Let me call Lou.
Hey, sorry to be calling so late.
We've got a situation here.
Okay, o-okay.
Lou says to come over right now.
- To... to his house? - Yeah.
Did you tell anyone else about this?
No. Not yet.
Hey, wasn't that...
Doesn't Lou live on Durham Point Road?
We're not going to Lou's.
Where are we going?
You just have to trust me on this, okay?
Where are we going?
You'll understand when we get there.
You didn't call Lou, did you?
Josh.
Josh, stop the car.
- Stop the car. - Just hold on a minute.
I told you I could provide evidence.
Trust me. You don't want to do that.
Sorry.
Thanks, Josh. We'll take it from here.
You know about this, too?
Come on, Percy, Let's talk.
I'm not going with you.
Percy...
Come on.
- What happened? - Stop.
Hi.
Well, you look exhausted.
You want to come in?
I saw you out at Goose Rock...
Verne Novak's house.
What?
I saw you in your boat when you left his place today.
You've been stringing me along...
all this time.
- You don't understand. - I think I do.
I just met Verne Novak today.
I didn't know anything about him before.
I didn't know anything at all until today.
How'd you find out?
Did your sons finally let you in on the family secret?
There is no family secret...
and you need to let this go for good.
Forget about Percy.
Go home.
You asked me to do this.
That's over now.
You're gonna turn your back on Percy.
Huh?
Just to save your sons?
I'm trying to save what I have left, and please...
Colin and Sean...
they're in deep with this racket.
I know that.
And Percy must have found out.
Who was she supposed to turn to?
It could have been what drove her to do what she did.
Don't you dare say that!
It's more than just her blood on their hands.
Someone else died.
Who was it?
Make this right...
for Percy.
Let me put it this way,
and maybe you'll finally get it.
You're not safe here if you stay.
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