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E Block, E108 E Block, E108.

Maintenance call. E Block, E108.

What was that?

The wall is down! Come on!

Security to the gate, west yard!

Come on!

Security to the west side!

Hurry up!

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This is chaos.

Where do we start?

Let's talk to the Warden.

Good to have you here,
Superintendent Donovan.

Yeah, I wish it was under
better circumstances Warden Kane.

- What have we got?
- We're looking at the first prison break

that's ever gone down under my watch.

And they went big.

Yeah, well explosives aren't subtle.

How many do you think escaped?

Gary?

Okay. We've identified
the six fugitives.

Now, four of them have
been recaptured so far.

All right, take it easy!

Make that five.

Late twenties, Caucasian, tattooed.

- Blonde mullet.
- Not a mullet. It's a shag.

- Are you blind?
- Well, that narrows it down some.

Okay.

Yeah, her name is Selma Tyler.

Okay, so one left.

Yup. You're looking for...

Jane Pine.

Rex seems to be on to something.

Okay, be careful Charlie.
Her rap sheet is stacked.

Assaulting an officer. Attempted murder.

- Criminal mischief.
- Okay. I'll call you back.

Stupid dog!

Actually he's scary smart.

- Ow!
- It's just a little sprain.

You think you could try a less
agonizing method of examination?

Jane.

Who planned the prison break?

Someone who forgot to invite me.

- How do you mean?
- I mean, that I was just playing cards in the yard

minding my own business and
then boom, the wall goes down.

You hadn't heard there
would be an escape attempt?

Warden, if I'd known
it was gonna go down,

I think I would have came
up with a little better plan

than getting stuck
inside the drain pipe.

But I mean hey, when you see
your shot, you've got to take it.

YOLO, baby.

Ow! Cripes!

So, you believe her?

It's consistent with the
other escapees' stories.

If there was a plan,
no one knew about it.

Sorry, do you think she needs a splint?

Oh, the tape will suffice.

You can take her back now.

Really?

Inmates exaggerate their injuries

simply to obtain drugs.

I see it all the time.

Were there others injured?

Oh, not in the blast.

A few cuts and scrapes
on the ones who ran.

- Barely worth a Band-aid.
- Hmm.

Yeah, I see it.

Looks like a blasting cap.

Good job, pal.

What else you got?

Scrolling on the job
there, Superintendent?

Actually I'm just returning
a text message. So just...

just mind your business, Jesse.

Sure, sure!

Did you match with someone on Sifter?

Why don't you just look
at the security footage?

Rewind it a couple of times
and I'll get back to you.

Already did. Is it anyone special?

Actually I'm really
excited about this one.

Hey, that's great!

Have you met IRL?

- IRL?
- IRL.

Uh... No.

Well, if you haven't met offline,

then can you really be sure?

You know what? We've
got work to do, Jesse.

- Just forget about it, okay?
- Okay.

- I mean, if you want my honest opinion...
- Just...

Sarah.

- Forensics findings?
- Uh yeah.

The rubble's propulsion
trajectory indicates

the bomb was set inside the
prison yard near the fence.

Where there's a woeful
lack of CCTV coverage.

Yeah, which is probably why
the bomber chose that location.

It's also the furthest
corner of the yard.

The bomber might have been
trying to avoid casualties.

Okay, so if the bomber wasn't
trying to hurt anyone...

And there was no plan for mass escape...

Then what was the objective?

Yeah and who was the bomber?

Well, Rex didn't detect the scent

of any accelerants on
any of the escapees.

How did they get the components

- to construct a bomb?
- If someone knew what they were doing,

they could have used substances
commonly found in the prison.

Really? Like what?

Toilet cleaner contains
sodium bisulphate.

Sodium nitrate is in curing salt.

Ammonia from household disinfectant.

You mix them all together and
you get ammonium nitrate. And,

... kaboom.

What about the blasting cap though?

That's definitely not prison issue.

It's the same type used in fireworks.

A remote detonator would
have been needed to set it off

But we couldn't find it.

The Canada Day Bomber?

- Well, the same MO.
- Yeah, but that was...

what? Fifteen years ago?

Yeah, but I remember it
like it was yesterday.

Well, I mean, I don't.

Okay, here, yeah.

In a daring 2007 heist,

thieves blasted open
the Union Bank Vault

and the bomb's detonation was set

to coincide with Canada Day
fireworks masking the explosion.

That's actually pretty genius.

Well, the genius that thought
of it is sentenced to life.

Which she's serving here

at the Iron Port Penitentiary.

Wanda June Reilly?

Yeah.

Detective Hudson.

That's my partner, Rex.
This is Dr. Sarah Truong.

Nice to meet you, Rex.

Oh my.

What's the matter, boy?

Well, that is his friendly way of saying

you have explosives
residue on your hands.

Really? Who's a good boy?

Rex is a good boy! Yes, you are!

Are you admitting you set the bomb?

Nah.

I'm admitting Rex is a
heck of a sniffer dog.

I partnered with a
shepherd back in the day.

Yeah, in the Gulf War. You
were a decorated soldier.

Canadian Forces.

Explosive Ordinance Disposal Technician.

Is that how you got injured?

No. I came back in one piece.

Got this place to thank
for losing my toes.

So you retired from the service
and you started blowing up banks?

Yeah. Good times.

Ah, well the bomb that
went off here today,

it had some similarities
to the one that you used

in the Canada Day heist.

Could be a copycat.

Imitation's the sincerest
form of flattery.

It's a fireworks detonator.

Whoopsy.

You got me, Rex.

So, you blasted through the wall

but you didn't try and escape. Why?

Escapeshmeshcape.

I was bored.

You've got to shake things up

or your mind turns to mush.

What have I got to lose?

Any chance of parole?

Maybe I don't want parole.

Maybe I'm happy with three hots
and a cot for the rest of my life.

I'm not buying her explanation.

She had to have some other motive.

I agree but she did confess.

All the escapees have been recaptured.

- So our work here is done.
- Superintendent!

- I'm glad I caught you.
- We were just wrapping up.

- What's up, Warden?
- We did a head count

and two of the inmates
are unaccounted for.

I checked the security
footage dozens of times.

No one else went through that back wall.

Because they didn't
go out with the others.

The bomb was a diversion.

And now they've got a huge head start.

All right, people! Bring it in.

I've issued an APB.

And all airports and ferry
terminals have been notified

to be on the lookout for Vicky Gumble

and Valerie Winehouse.

They're convicted murderers.

And only one of them
worked for the SJPD. I mean,

it's so weird, I used to see Vicky

every time I went down into archives.

She fabricated evidence
in that murder case, right?

Yeah. And then she
killed her fellow officer

who threatened to expose her.

She's a smart, manipulative criminal

and never showed any remorse.

Yeah, which is why she was serving
a life sentence when she escaped.

What about Valerie Winehouse?

- I don't know. That name sounds familiar.
- Yeah, here.

Valerie Winehouse pled guilty
to the murder of her boyfriend.

Oh, her sentencing was lenient.

Yeah, well due to her
boyfriend's documented history

- of abuse against her.
- It looks like her parole

was scheduled for next month?

If she was so close to freedom,

why make a break for it now?

Jesse, did Vicky and
Valerie know each other

outside of prison? Are they related?

Were they cellmates?

Oh, I see where you're going.

Abusive relationships
happen behind bars too.

Maybe Vicky coerced Valerie
into doing something stupid.

And how did they get out
without anyone seeing them?

You know what? I'll show you.

Here.

Look at this.

Vicky and Valerie.

You were right. The bomb
was just a diversion.

They walked out right under our noses.

Of course! We were looking
for prisoners not paramedics!

Yeah, I know, pal. They
wouldn't have fooled you.

How did they get uniforms?

Probably the same place
they got the explosives.

- Joe Donovan.
- They had to have an outside source

smuggling contraband into the prison.

Jesse, can you pull up
the prison phone records,

see who the fugitives were talking to

- leading up to the bombing?
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, we've got to get on the move.

These two get further and
further away every second.

Apparently not.

They just robbed a
store on Water Street.

The store was closed. I was
having a smoke before my shift.

When I came back in, they ambushed me.

There was a struggle?

Not really.

It's hard to fight with
a knee in your neck.

That woman knew what she was doing.

I'm not surprised. She's
an ex police officer.

What happened next?

They gagged me and tied me to Martha.

Martha?

They locked me in a rather
intimate pose with her

and left me spinning while
they robbed the place.

I'm still kind of nauseous.

What have you got, pal?

Did it seem like they were on drugs?

Nah. They seemed normal.

If you can call tying me to a mannequin

and going on a spree normal.

- A spree?
- Yeah. See for yourself.

It's all on tape.

They're really taking their time.

Well, I mean it's like they're
not afraid of getting caught.

Yeah, this is not your
average prison break.

Oh, Charlie. Did you get anything

from the prison phone
records I pulled for you?

Yeah, a couple of things actually.

From what I can tell,
Vicky's been calling

relatives of fellow inmates.

And one of their names rang a bell.

He should be here any
minute for an interview.

Come on, pal.

Thanks for coming in, Buck.

You helped us with that treasure
hunter murder last year, right?

Yeah you ever catch that guy?

Yeah, we sure did. We
appreciate the assist on that.

Have a seat.

Um,

listen, I need to ask you a
couple questions about your wife.

I don't talk about that much.

I lost Delia to prison.

Then I lost her to a sickle cell.

The disease killed her?

The pain got so bad.

The meds they were giving her
in prison weren't strong enough.

So she asked for
medically-assisted suicide.

I'm sorry.

I can't blame her, though.

She wasn't having any kind of life.

Buck.

How do you know Vicky Gumble?

She would call me with messages

whenever Delia was too
weak to come to the phone.

What kind of messages?

Oh, you know.

I love you.

I miss you.

I wish I could be there to
help you through all of this.

It's me that should
have been there for her.

Vicky Gumble was there,

looking after Delia when I wasn't.

And she never asked you
for anything in return?

I know what you're
getting at, Detective.

Vicky Gumble never asked me for a thing.

She was just there to listen
when I needed a friend.

More messages from your Sifter crush?

What I wanted to tell you
before about online dating...

- Oh God.
- Don't get too invested.

You can't really know someone
until you've actually met.

Uh, Jesse...

I know all about catfishing.
Okay? I do, and...

look, we've been talking
online for over two weeks now.

I'm not talking about catfishing.

Here's the thing. Joe,

you don't want to go
in too deep prematurely.

See, online chemistry is
different than in real life.

- Please learn from my mistakes.
- Right.

Because you're the expert?

I can definitely coach you on
what not to do on a first date.

Okay, uhhh... Jesse, I really
appreciate all of your concern.

But, um...

I'm good.

Vicky Gumble's calls
specifically targeted

the loved ones of sick
or deceased inmates?

Mm-hmm. Expressing condolences

or updating families on conditions.

She's gone from cop killer
to prisoner advocate?

Vicky Gumble's never advocated

- for anybody but herself.
- Come on. People can change.

I'll believe that when I see it.

That smells very good.

Mm-hmm! Porcini and chestnut consommé.

Wow! Aren't we posh?

Well, I know that you've
been missing your fancy

restaurants in Toronto. And now,

there's just one last step.

Have you used that before?

What?

Oh, you don't think I
can't handle it, huh?

Those can be tricky.

- Can I help you?
- Yes, absolutely.

But not with the cooking.

- Okay.
- So sit. Sit, sit.

Drink your wine.

There you go. Have some more.

And I've got this handled.

The shop owner posted the
footage of the robbery online.

- Oh boy.
- What?

What is it?

It looks like someone had fun with it.

_

Well, you know what? This
may not actually be that bad

because it's publicity
like this that is going

to make it very difficult
for them to go anywhere

without being recognized. Yeah,
well this is obviously defective.

I think the button's on the other side.

Detective Hudson.

Where?

- I'm on it.
- What's up?

Robbery in progress at Choo.

Vicky and Valerie may be there.

Okay, go.

Um... Sorry about the soup.

I don't think it needs
to be blended. But you,

- you should eat.
- Thanks, I will.

Oh, hey. Careful out there.

Thanks. Rex.

Hmm. Yep.

They held you at gunpoint?

- Oh, just at first.
- At first?

Let's just say, that
things relaxed quite a bit

when the wine started flowing. Ughh.

You were drinking with them.

Just like a little bit.

Oh, here it is.

- Cheers!
- Oh, here look.

- Oh yeah, a little more!
- Ohhh!

Whoo!

My usual clientele they're just...

they're so uptight.

One-percenters.

It was so refreshing to
finally cook for people

who can appreciate my food.

They were such a hoot!

Ohhh! I honestly have
not laughed like that

in so long. Oh, look!

Here.

I took a selfie.

Over 2000 likes already.

You cannot buy that kind of publicity.

Yeah, I thought so too, but...

we only seem to get the
calls after they're gone.

You mind?

Did you get a sense of the
relationship between the women?

What do you mean?

Was Valerie being manipulated by Vicky?

Manipulated?

She was very protective of Valerie.

Valerie was very particular
about what she ate.

She said she liked the Cod Wellington

but she didn't have much of an appetite.

Hmmm.

Speaking of which, would
somebody like some leftovers?

Here you go, buddy!

Looks like Rex didn't
read the Michelin reviews.

They said your Cod
Wellington was transcendent.

Is there coconut in that?

Cedar smoked snowflake coconut
imported from Madagascar.

Rex doesn't like coconut.

Ah. Sorry, buddy.

You know, I think this would be
a great place for a first date.

Who would you pick to
play them in the movie?

I would totally cast Helen
Mirren and Angela Basset.

- Because why not?
- Double Oscar winners!

- Now that is very badass!
- So are Vicky and Valerie!

Oh, by the way, if St. John's

favourite female
fugitives are listening,

we would love to interview
you here at the Morning Show!

And I would love to have you

at my next dinner party!

I am totes finagling an
invite to that little soirée.

Okay.

Hey, you ready to go?

Yeah, whenever you are.

People are eating up
this Vicky and Valerie.

It's like we're the bad
guys for even chasing them.

No kidding. Look what

someone painted across town last night.

Viva Vicky and Valerie.

Seriously?

Hey. Sorry we're late.

Car trouble again?

Uh, it just needs a
little help sometimes.

Well, it's official.

Vicky and Valerie are folk heroes.

Vicky and Valerie are murderers.

Well, those two things
aren't mutually exclusive.

You still think the
publicity is going to increase

calls to the tipline?

Yeah, they've been seen rappelling
off the Confederation Building,

busking nude in Bannerman Park

and shouting obscenities
in the Basilica.

Yeah, we've been slammed by hoax calls.

- Ahhh.
- Guys.

I analyzed the material
in the baggie Rex found

at the store robbery.

Great. I want to know what
those two have been smoking.

Drinking, not smoking.
It was Essaic tea.

Some naturopaths recommend
it as a natural remedy.

So, they've just been
sipping herbal tea,

shopping for luxury clothes and
eating at five star restaurants?

I know! It's like my dream vacation.

- Yeah!
- I would like to know

what they're up to.
Jesse, can you bring up

- recent police reports?
- Yeah.

Okay.

- Let's see what you've got.
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Mostly traffic violations.

Domestic disturbance.

- What's that one? Pull that up.
- Oh, yeah.

Break in at a clinic in Mt. Pearl.

Let's go check that one out.

Come on, pal.

Yes, we provide services to inmates
from Iron Point Penitentiary.

So Vicky and Valerie might have known

- the layout of the place.
- Mmm.

Well, they've definitely been here.

This report says Oxycodone was stolen.

I don't get the impression
these two are addicts.

Maybe they're going to sell it

to fund their getaway?

Excuse me. What's in this room here?

Uh, the old archives.

Everything's digital now though.

Thank you.

What have you got, pal?

- Hold on.
- W.

Watch out.

For Winehouse.

Valerie's file is empty.

Valerie had a CT scan seven years ago.

That's what was stolen
from the archives.

Scans that hadn't been digitized.

And we don't know what,

if anything was on that scan.

We don't. The diagnostic
analysis was gone too.

However, between the theft of the scans,

the herbal teas and
the stolen painkillers,

I suspect Valerie is sick.

Well, Chef McCrae said that
Vicky was protective of her.

And Valerie did have a loss of appetite.

If she was sick, maybe that's
why they haven't left town.

I think Jesse has something.

You know me too well. Come with me.

So...

I've been reviewing
prison security footage

trying to figure out
how the bomb components

and the paramedics
uniforms got smuggled in.

Now, I decided to check
the perimeter of the prison.

Look at this.

What is that? A drone?

Mm-hmm.

Now, here is the make and model.

I've compared the flight
path of that particular drone

and matched this drop to an operator.

- Do you have a name?
- Penelope Gumble.

Okay. So, you know
that's illegal, right?

To fly a drone? Since when?

Well, since it passed through
a penitentiary, for starters.

You ever kick a ball
over a fence accidentally?

An honest mistake.

Oh, okay.

Penelope, we know you
delivered something.

I could charge you for
smuggling contraband right now.

Could charge me?

Or are charging me?

Well, why don't we just start with
what you sent over the wall first?

Was it bomb components?

It was just stuff.

I didn't know what it was for.

All I know, is that Aunt Vicky texted
me from prison on a burner phone

and said she needed some things.

A burner phone.

I'm going to need that number.

There's nothing I can do. I'm sorry.

Yeah? Well, you can try
looking at the damn thing.

I can't even move it anymore!

- Now, Jane.
- Don't now Jane me.

It hurts! It's getting worse!

You can't complain away a sprain.

These things take time!

Your body is it's own best healer.

Yeah? Then what the
hell are you good for?

This visit is over. Guard.

That looked pretty bad.

I take a lot of abuse.

- Goes with the territory.
- I meant her wrist.

Oh. I suspect she's
deliberately re-injuring it

in the hopes of another
visit to the clinic.

Speaking of the clinic, it
looks like Vicky and Valerie

- broke into it and stole Oxycodone.
- Oh, dear.

Yes. And a seven-year-old
CT scan of Valerie's.

Do you remember the diagnosis
from that missing scan?

Yeah, it was inconclusive.

Valerie Winehouse has a
history of hypochondria.

It's my belief that negative thinking

often leads to real
life health outcomes.

Huh. It's my belief, that being
incarcerated leads to negative thinking.

In any case, I shouldn't be discussing

confidential patient information.

Would you prefer I come
back with a court order

demanding complete access
to this infirmary's files?

Or would you like to
just tell me right now?

What's wrong with Valerie?

Okay, I'll see if I can
trace Vicky's number.

With any luck she's still
using the same phone.

- Sarah?
- Charlie.

Valerie Winehouse is dying.

- What?
- It's gallbladder cancer.

Stage four. Dr. Audrey Keller
just told me she has weeks to live.

Which is why she escaped
before her parole.

Yeah.

And why they're living every
day like it's their last.

- It's a bucket list.
- Hey!

Vicky's number just pinged
from Whale Watch Beach!

I've got to go.

Rex. Come on.

Come on, pal.

These things I promise you.

I will be faithful to you.

I will be honest to you.

I will trust and respect and help

and care for you.

I'll share my life with you.

St. John's Police Department.

Oh, no! We were so close!

Oh, God!

Detective Hudson. Are you happy now?

Darling, don't cry. Please. I mean...

God knows. He saw us!

We are married in his eyes.

But we didn't finish. And
I didn't get to say I do.

Oh, please. Please.

We promise to surrender
without any trouble.

After.

What is up with you?

- Love is in the air, Jesse.
- Uh-oh.

Yeah, I made a date
with my Sifter match.

Well, I mean I hope you took my advice.

- Short coffee date right?
- No.

No, I'm going to wow her.

I made reservations for Choo!

What?

Choo has a three course minimum.

At least let me be your emergency call.

- My emergency call?
- Yeah!

That is when you have a friend

call you fifteen minutes into the date.

And so if it's not going well,

at least you can say you
have an emergency to tend to.

That's the most childish
thing I've heard in my life!

- It's effective.
- Yeah, effective but entirely unnecessary.

Don't worry, Jesse!

I got this!

I will forgive you

as we have been forgiven.

I will try with you to
better understand ourselves,

the world, and God

through the best and worst to come

as long as we live.

Let these rings always be a reminder

of the promises you've
made to each other

and the unwavering bond between you.

You may kiss the... each other.

I don't suppose you're going to let
us go on that honeymoon, are you?

I would if I could.

Oh, come on!

I'm so thrilled you've chosen

to pester me here in
solitary confinement.

Solitary confinement
is illegal in Canada.

- This is a...
- Structured Intervention Unit.

I know.

You say tomayto. I say tomahto.

What do you want?

Did you know about Valerie's health?

I was hoping you needed
me to blow something up!

I'm not ratting out my friends.

I'm not asking you to rat out anyone.

I already know about the cancer.

I'm actually asking
about the medical care

she was receiving here in prison.

What care?

Valerie suffered for years

before Keller admitted it was cancer.

By that time, it was stage four.

And beyond hope.

She wasn't supposed to
have a life sentence.

So you think Valerie
could have been cured

if Dr. Keller had diagnosed her sooner?

Yeah.

But she knew she wouldn't
make it to her parole hearing.

That's when Vicky came up with
the plan to have one last party.

And that's why you planted the bomb.

I was happy to help.

And if Vicky can prove
Keller's negligence,

that'll be the icing
on the wedding cake.

I swear that woman would love
to just gas us all to death.

One missed diagnosis doesn't
prove the doctor is deliberately

neglecting inmates.

You wanted to know how I lost my toes.

It's because that quack
refused to treat my diabetes.

There's lots of stories like mine
in here if you care to listen.

I do.

Can you give me names?

- Oh! Oh I've got you!
- Oh, oh!

Ahh! Oh my God! Valerie!

This is Detective Charlie Hudson.

I need a medical unit
to Whale Watch Beach now.

Oh, of course.

You stay here with her.
Rex, let's go. Come on!

Oh come on!

You were the ring bearer at my wedding!

Nice try, Vicky.

You didn't think that
we were going to actually

- let you escape, did you?
- No. I did not, Detective.

Not for one second.

Aghh. Rex!

You're not getting away
that easily, Valerie.

It's okay, pal. They fooled me too.

Come on.

I am never gonna tell
you where Valerie is.

I mean, would you betray
the love of your life?

Have a seat.

You have no idea what it's
like to be an ex-cop in prison.

Everybody hates you.

It was horrible.

I really didn't think
I was going to make it.

But Valerie,

she didn't care who I used to be.

She only cared who I
was when I was with her.

She...

she made me a better person.

The kind of person who looks
after vulnerable prisoners.

We retrieved your duffle
bag from the beach.

And it's full of medical records

and written testimony
from inmates' loved ones.

Just because you're a prisoner
doesn't mean you don't count.

Dr. Keller is a sadistic monster.

She would withhold
treatment from prisoners

and then push assisted suicide on them

when their pain became unbearable.

That's a violation
of the code of ethics.

Doctors can provide the option.

They can't push for it.

Oh, yeah.

Capital punishment is
illegal in Canada. But...

apparently Keller didn't get the memo.

- She makes a compelling case.
- I don't know.

I mean, medical care in
prisons is notoriously bad.

Is it possible Dr. Keller
is just making the best

with the resources and
the limitations she has?

No, no. I believe Vicky, Charlie.

I've already interviewed other inmates

who've corroborate her claims.
And I've notified the Warden

that I'm not done investigating this.

- Okay.
- This has been their plan all along.

Well, I mean, if Vicky
and Valerie are right

and Dr. Keller did cost
Valerie her chance at freedom,

revenge might be on
their bucket list too.

No answer at Dr.
Keller's private practice.

Go.

Rex.

Valerie.

Stay back!

Stay back!

Okay, easy, pal.

Don't do this. You're not a murderer.

Well, I guess you don't read the papers.

Because I shot a man in the head.

Yeah, you shot your boyfriend
after years of abuse.

You were a model prisoner.

You served your time.

This is not you.

I could have gotten out.

I could have had a life.

She knew that I was sick!

She knew way back when
it was still curable!

She took my life and now
I am going to take hers!

You already have!

Look at me.

We've got the evidence that
you and Vicky collected.

We have corroborating
stories from other prisoners.

Dr. Keller is going to bear the
weight of the pain she caused.

What about my pain?

You've got a lot of people rooting
for you and Vicky right now.

If you hurt Dr. Keller,
that becomes the story.

You kill her now,

you help yourself.

You let her go,

the world hears what she did.

Come on.

No, they won't.

No, they won't.

Because I know how the system works.

They won't know what she did

until she admits it.

Admit it. Admit it!

Dr. Keller, you knew Valerie's
diagnosis, didn't you?

Yes!

Yes! I knew. I knew
you had cancer for years

and I said nothing.

Please don't kill me!

Good boy.

Cheers.

Mmmm!

Goodbye Pork Pie Hat.

I love that.

- Beg your pardon?
- It's the song.

Charles Mingus. He wrote it as an elegy

to his saxophonist. Lester.

Young. It's...

I can't say I really care for jazz.

Oh! That ring is spectacular!

- What is it? Sapphire?
- Yes!

It's very expensive.

It was a gift from my ex.

He has great taste.

Of course.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

- I have to take this.
- No, you go ahead.

- Hello?
- So is he a dud or what?

Oh, no!

Do you want to get out of there?

I'll be there right away.

Uh...

I guess it's an emergency?

How did you know?

Just intuition I guess.

I'm so sorry. I have to go.

- Oh!
- Bye.

Superintendent! I have your appetizer.

But I don't think the diver scallop
will fare very well in a togo box.

Yeah.

You know, let me make a phone call.

Here, let's get you started with these.

Thank you.

Okay. So I show up

wearing this kickass,
detailed Cosplay ensemble

which surprisingly,
it didn't go over well.

- You don't say.
- Well, she did say it was her favourite movie.

But you know what? You
don't have to worry.

You're not going to
make that mistake, okay?

- So, here's one.
- Okay. I'm all ears.

Apparently, it is too much
to show up to her house

with a massive bouquet of alphabet
balloons spelling out her name.

That didn't work? Jesse, I'm so shocked.

This one is absolutely crucial.

No flashhmobs.

- Noted.
- Yeah.

I don't know what that is.

Mmmm!

Excuse me, can I get
a little top-up please?

This is delightful!

You're delightful!

Oh!

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hope you don't mind a few more visitors.

Oh, not at all.

Oh, hey Rex!

Oh, this is much better.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for
everything that you've done.

I mean, Dr. Harris, she's a
great physician, isn't she?

- Yeah, she is.
- She's just the first of my friends

I've talked to who want to help.

You've made a big difference here.

Well, this is only the beginning!

Vicky and I now have a common cause.

Yeah, we're going to
raise a little hell.

After we reform the
prison medical system.

Yes!

That's a good boy, Rex.

Next time on Hudson & Rex...

Camilla, you are my daughter.

You're supposed to
know better than this.

That story I'm writing,
is about Marissa.

She was running this Instagram
account, Campus CallOut.

The witch hunt mentality

that she was spreading
around this campus was toxic.

Good riddance.

Campus CallOut posted
that my ecstasy was laced.

You better hope that I don't
find out who runs this account.

Why is that? What were
you planning to do?

How did you know where to find me?

I just need you to take
down that post about me.

She's gonna get herself killed.

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