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NARRATOR: Previously on Cardinal.

MCLEOD: I found a note in her bag.

DYSON: It's Catherine's handwriting.

TAWNY: So this Catherine killed herself?

But you're not convinced.

CARDINAL: No I am not.

RANDALL: Anyone see you?

SAM: No one's around anymore.

Can we maybe hang out for

more than an hour together sometime?

RANDALL: I'm-I'm working on that.

SAM: Something happened at the house.

People came in and I heard gunshots.

- (SCREAMING) - (GUN SHOT)

RANDALL: Did someone see you?

(GUN SHOTS)

SAM: Randall, we need to go to the police.

RANDALL: Don't do anything yet.

I'll figure something out.

DYSON: We have a situation on Island Road.

I want you to take the lead.

At least two people died in this house.

So where are the bodies?

DELORME: How's your sister?

DYSON: She's not good.

She's got a couple of weeks left, maybe days.

CARDINAL: We need to concentrate the search

for the bodies on the lake.

DELORME: So you think he dumped them in the water?

CARDINAL: I think they're down there.

(SOMBRE INSTRUMENTAL)

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TORRES: Fish got to the eyes, nose, lips and fingertips.

But there should be enough flesh on the fingers

to get a workable print,

if they're in the system.

(PULSING DRAMATIC MUSIC)

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TORRES: Okay, Victim 1, Zone 1 gunshot wound to the neck,

clipping the jugular.

Second shot, point blank,

through the frontal bone,

and exiting the parietal.

Fatal.

(GRINDING)

(BANGING)

TORRES: Note this:

offensive wounds on both the victim's hands.

He fought the killer.

So she could escape.

TORRES: Victim 2. Shot in the spine,

T-7, second shot,

also fatal,

also in the frontal bone.

Any ID?

No.

(COUGHS)

DELORME: Her wedding band matches his.

They're married.

And rich.

TORRES: Starting the Y incision.

DELORME: No wallets,

no keys,

no leads from the clothing labels.

Somebody must know who they are.

("FAMILIAR" BY AGNES OBEL)

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♪ Took a walk to the summit at night, ♪

♪ you and I

♪ To burn a hole in the old grip of the familiar, ♪

♪ you and I

♪ And the dark was opening wide, ♪

♪ do or die

Synced & corrected by -robtor- www.addic7ed.com

SAM: Yeah, yeah, I'm still here.

Five hundred dollars?

That's more than the whole car is worth.

Okay, I'm-I'm gonna have to call you back.

WENDY: Sam, are you out here?

What on earth?

SAM: Must've been a hit and run at school.

It's gonna cost me a whole week's pay to fix it.

Here's your phone.

You know what, keep it

until you find yours.

Bad week you're having.

Yeah.

Thanks mom.

WENDY: Hurry up before you miss the bus.

Everything okay?

Fine.

(SIGHS)

(BACKGROUND CHATTER)

I'll get them to pack it up for me.

You want to have some dessert Janey?

Yeah.

Looks like there's some pie over there,

why don't you have a look.

Okay.

She's sleeping better.

No nightmares for a week.

What about you?

I can't take a leave right now.

I can't do it.

You lost your sister

and now we're raising her daughter.

(SIGHS)

Your life got turned upside down.

They should understand that.

(SIGHS)

(FOREBODING INSTRUMENTAL)

SCARED WOMAN: There's a man

with a gun

in the laundromat next door.

I'm a police officer,

tell me what happened.

He came in,

didn't say anything.

Walked right past me with the gun.

I think he was crying.

Was it a rifle?

A handgun?

How many people are over there right now?

Um, 4 or 5.

I-I'm not sure.

I want you to stay put.

Close the blinds. Lock the door.

Everybody get on the floor.

I don't want you answering the door for anyone

unless it's the police.

This is Dyson.

I'm at the Sunshine Laundromat on Main.

There's an armed man. I need backup.

(PULSING SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

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(HEAVY BREATHING)

- (PULSING SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC) - (HEAVY BREATHING)

(FAST PULSING MUSIC)

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Police. Don't move!

Drop your weapon!

You shouldn't be here.

You really should go.

I'm not here to hurt you,

I am here to help.

My name is Noelle.

Okay.

What's the gun for, sir?

PERRY: I...

I have to do something.

Okay, well, it is making me nervous.

Maybe you could put it down on the ground.

What's your name?

It's Perry.

You been having a hard time, Perry?

Everything was fine.

I was managing fine.

You know, this is where we first met.

Right here. Three years ago.

Who did you meet?

She was the only one who saw me.

You know what that's like?

Yeah, yeah.

I do.

I lost my sister last month.

She was my best friend.

What happened?

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Cancer.

I'm sorry.

But it's not the same.

DYSON: There's still a hole

where she used to be.

I don't think I'll ever stop feeling it there.

A hole.

Yeah I feel that too.

You can tell me what happened.

- (CLICK) - (GUN SHOT)

Perry!

(DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL)

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- (DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL) - (MUFFLED SIRENS)

- (DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL) - (MUFFLED SIRENS)

Go.

Thank you.

- (POLICE CHATTER) - (SOLEMN INSTRUMENTAL)

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COMMANDA: Noelle, you okay there?

I knew the kid.

He lived in my division.

I want to do the notification.

COMMANDA: You sure about that?

Yeah.

DELORME: Hey.

KULAR: Hey.

CARDINAL: We heard about Dyson.

Think it was pretty ugly over there.

Do you know if she's coming back?

KULAR: Uh-uh.

DELORME: Has anything come back from Ident?

Uh, Lab called a minute ago,

neither victims' prints were in the system.

Victims, killer, witness-

not a single hit.

No.

Okay.

MCLEOD: Okay, thanks.

Guys! We might just have something for ya.

Hm?

(PULSING SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

Irena and Roman Barstow.

DELORME: Yeah it looks like the same rings.

MCLEOD: Organizer over at the Sportsman's Show

called in a missing persons on them.

Said they set up their booth

but they never came back.

DELORME: Did you find out where they were staying?

(BUBBLING)

DELORME: The manager confirms

the Barstows rented the big boat down there

to entertain clients from the Sportsman's Show.

They rented it the last two years.

He says they're nice people,

no problems.

Anyone on board since they disappeared?

DELORME: No. No one else should have a key.

Okay.

CARDINAL: So after the murders the killer takes the boat key

and comes here looking for something.

Looking for what?

Money?

The show was just getting started,

they wouldn't have made anything yet.

I have the override code.

Let's see.

4791.

CARDINAL: 4-7-9-1.

(BEEPING)

So either they never used the safe

or he found out their code.

Hm. I'll get Ident here

to see if we can match the prints from Island Road.

Cardinal.

Looks like sawdust.

That might tell us where they've been.

(PULSING SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

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Oh, I'm so sorry.

Are you okay?

(OMINOUS INSTRUMENTAL)

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(SINISTER INSTRUMENTAL)

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(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL)

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SAM: I saw him.

At school today.

What are you talking about?

Saw who?

SAM: The man who-who chased me at the house.

The one who shot at me.

Randall, I need to see you.

Okay, Sam, that can't happen.

Look baby, I know that you're freaked out

but whatever went down at that house,

it has nothing to do with you.

You're just worked up and you're seeing things.

(BACKGROUND APPLAUSE)

I gotta call you back.

(HEAVY BREATHING)

(APPLAUSE) RANDALL: Hey.

What's going on?

Thank you.

I just had lunch with the Hannetts.

And they want me to run in the by-election.

You're going to run for office?

You don't think that I should?

No, no no no, it's not that

I just I didn't realize you wanted to get into politics.

This is gonna be good for us.

Maybe you can take more on around here.

I'll could get you a raise?

Sure, whatever works.

It's awesome, Laura.

Just tell me which hands to shake

and which babies to kiss.

Go pour us a drink. I'll be right there.

Of course.

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

(CELL PHONE BUZZING)

Hey.

Sorry I took so long.

Are you okay with this move?

It's asking a lot of you, I know.

I'm happy for you.

I really am.

I know this isn't your dream job,

but you'll be running the place now.

With some help.

Soon you'll get to be the star around here instead of me.

- I love you. - (BUZZING)

LAURA: I love our life.

(BUZZING)

Somebody wants you pretty bad, Randall Wishart.

Yeah, it's probably just Troy.

Oh, Troy.

You need some new friends, babe.

(BUZZING)

(ETHEREAL INSTRUMENTAL)

COMMANDA: You know you can wait in the car.

Margaret?

Yeah?

COMMANDA: I'm Detective Jerry Commanda

with the OPD.

And this is Detective Sergeant Dyson.

We need to talk with you. Inside.

Did Perry call you?

Because whatever he said, this is my stuff.

He's delusional if he thinks I'd take anything of his.

It's not like that.

MARGARET: Breaking up with someone isn't against the law.

Even if he wants it to be.

Margaret.

Perry's dead.

He shot himself two hours ago.

Inside the laundromat, on Main.

Okay.

Thanks for letting me know.

DYSON: Margaret.

Did you hear me?

MARGARET: Yeah.

Perry got what he's been wanting for years.

I'm just glad I'm not the one who has to clean it up.

You can go now.

(UPTEMPO DRAMATIC INSTRUMENTAL)

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DELORME: And they never came back to their booth.

NATALIA: I wanted to make sure

they weren't stranded on the side of the highway.

I didn't think they were...

I mean, anyone would hurt them.

And they were friends of yours?

Irena was.

I've known her ten years.

If you wanted your family crest,

or pink camo, Irena would make it for you.

And it would be a work of art.

She made one like this for me as a gift.

We got really close over the years and...

Uh, I-I can't do this right now.

CARDINAL: What can you tell us about Roman?

NATALIA: Pretty good guy.

I mean, even tempered,

he wasn't a drunk, he didn't sleep around.

Had a lot of money to throw around, too.

He helped Irena build her business.

Ah, it wasn't just about the money, though.

Roman made Irena happy.

He made a lot of people happy.

He was kind and generous with his friends.

And nobody felt differently about him?

Or her?

NATALIA: Well, there was Irena's ex-husband, Monty.

They started coming here together to sell Irena's bows,

and Monty drank away all the money she'd make.

And where's Monty now?

(UPTEMPO SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

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(GROANING)

Monty Logan?

(GRUNTS)

Any chance I could grab a beer to wash these down?

(GRUNTS)

My wife's dead and I can't even get a beer.

Your ex-wife, no?

Get it.

I knew if she stayed with Roman something bad would happen.

What makes you say that?

'Cuz that guy was shady as hell.

Shady how?

Irena and me started the custom bow thing.

Soon as it took off,

Roman drove up with a truckload of cash

to buy us out.

Guess he thought Irena was part of the deal.

What kind of a man takes another man's wife?

Lots of them.

MONTY: You know what's sad?

The only reason I come to this town is to see her,

once a year.

When did you see her this year?

MONTY: I didn't.

They were no-shows at the welcome party,

didn't see them at the booth.

Thought she was avoiding me.

Alibi checks out.

Quite a few people remember your karaoke performance

from Saturday night.

Hey.

Hey.

You said Roman was shady.

Well.

I mean,

he used to be an exec at a gun company.

Those guys are all criminals.

You think he retired at 50 on stock options alone?

What are you suggesting, Mr. Logan?

That Irena isn't dead over bad luck,

some random thing.

She's dead because of Roman Barstow.

I guarantee it.

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL)

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And I let him take her from me.

Twice.

(CRESCENDOING SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

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(SOFT ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

DELORME: Marina security cameras caught a man in a hoodie

entering the Barstow's yacht two hours after the murders.

Didn't get a shot of his face.

Well, we know it wasn't Monty Logan.

No.

MCLEOD: Oh hey. - Hey.

Dyson's back.

How is she?

Well, I went to get her signature

but she was in the bathroom.

That was an hour ago and she still hasn't come out.

(KNOCKING)

Yeah?

Hey.

I've still got

some blood here, maybe it's ketchup from lunch.

You know that kid who shot himself,

I did the notification.

His girlfriend didn't even care that he was dead.

But you don't know that.

People grieve in different ways.

Yeah.

Any progress on Island Road?

Yes. We've ID'd the victims.

No suspects.

With all due respect,

you shouldn't be here.

Go home,

go be with your family.

It's easier here.

(SIGHS)

(DREAMLIKE INSTRUMENTAL)

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(CLICK)

(CHUCKLES) John.

John, stop it.

(ECHOING) John.

(ECHOING) Don't.

(ECHOING) John.

- (PHONE RINGING) - (ECHOING LAUGHTER)

(BEEP)

Hello.

No, Catherine's not here.

Catherine-Catherine Cardinal

is dead.

So, take her off your call list, please.

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL)

How she must be hated you.

You failed her so completely.

Is that how you feel?

That you failed Catherine?

I didn't write the card.

But yes.

But that's not why I'm here.

I need you to tell me,

what kind of person writes and sends

that kind of card?

Profiling is not my specialty.

I'm sure you have someone at the station-

CARDINAL: I am asking you.

As a favour to me.

Just, give me your best guess.

Very well.

The writer is sneering at you

because they know you can't retaliate.

There was no return address you said,

the postmarks are all different?

That's right.

It's likely someone who feels insignificant,

a failure.

Someone whose suffered-

and they decided to blame you for it.

I mean, you're a police officer

you must have your share of enemies?

Yeah.

DR. BELL: But, this isn't just someone you imprisoned...

This is someone who lost something as a result.

A job, a wife, a home,

,uh, maybe all three.

It strike you as someone capable of violence?

What, are you concerned for your safety?

Oh I see.

You think this person had something to do

with Catherine's death.

It's just a question.

John,

do you doubt that Catherine took her own life?

I know what the evidence says.

I asked what you believe.

I believe I knew my wife.

Muffins.

You look like your not eating.

Oh no, I'm-I'm-I'm fine. I-

(SIGHS)

Helen, when-when Catherine came here-

Thank you, thank you-

Um, were there ever any-

(SIGHS)

Any other patients who seemed overly interested in her?

Were there any, um,

disagreements of any kind?

No, never.

I try not to have any overlap between patients.

It's so personal, what gets said in there.

I want them to feel safe.

Did you and, uh, and Catherine talk much?

It can be lonely sitting at that desk.

But not when Catherine had an appointment.

She always made me smile.

Everyone you've put behind bars going back to 2010,

narrowed down by who was married when they went away.

I appreciate your help.

And your discretion.

What's in there?

Muffins.

You baking now? What kind?

Just take the box.

Yo, Kular, what's in the box?

KULAR: No. - Muffins, yeah?

No, Ash...

The Barstows had a rental car.

CARDINAL: Have we found it?

No, but we have the model and plates.

So we're going to issue a joint BOLO

with the RCMP and OPD.

We should get in touch with transit and security companies.

Anybody that drives for a living.

That ought to cover more ground.

Yeah.

You've pulled suspects?

Ah, no. This is uh-

it's another thing.

I'll tell you later.

Why don't you tell me now?

Those cards I've been getting.

I got another one.

Okay.

That's gone on long enough.

I'm gonna put someone on it.

No.

No.

I need to do this myself.

Okay.

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL)

(PLANE ENGINE WHIRRING)

Your father called.

He misses you.

Thinks he'll be home in a week.

And that boy Braden called again.

You know the bonus to you losing your phone

is I can keep tabs on your love life.

But I hope you're saving up for a new one.

I need mine for work.

(V.O. ON TV) DELORME: Irena Barstow, 36,

and Roman Barstow, 57,

visitors from New York,

were killed in a house on Island Road.

The reason for their presence in that house is unknown.

Their bodies were recovered from Trout Lake yesterday morning.

We urge anyone

who saw or spoke to the Barstows

to please come forward.

If anyone has any information

please call the ABPD tip-line.

RANDALL (VOICEMAIL): You've reached Randall Wishart.

Leave a message and I will get back to you.

(BEEP)

SAM: He killed two people.

I saw him on the bus.

He followed me.

Randall, he has my phone.

(PHONE RINGING)

- (BEEP) - Hello?

(EERIE INSTRUMENTAL)

Hello?

YOUNG MAN: Sam Duchene.

SAM: Who is this?

YOUNG MAN: I like your drawings.

I promise I-

I didn't see anything.

Please.

Please just leave me alone.

(CRESCENDOING EERIE MUSIC)

Leave me alone.

- (DIAL TONE) - (GASP)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL)

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(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

Cardinal.

Oh, hi Sylvie.

Okay. Well,

I think I might know where to look.

He was right there

in front of me,

this kid.

And I thought...

I was so sure I was getting through to him.

I was so close.

I keep thinking,

what did I do wrong? What-

could I have done differently?

Is that how you feel about Catherine?

Sometimes.

I'm sorry, John.

It's fine.

I don't want to go home.

Me neither.

(UPTEMPO SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

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This is a message for Detective Delorme.

(SOFT INSTRUMENTAL)

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Place still standing as far as I can see.

More or less.

How was the Big Smoke?

Oh. It's got nothing over this place.

Well, you missed the news around here.

Fancy couple got murdered up on Island Road

and dumped in the lake.

LLOYD: This lake?

HENRY: No, uh, Trout.

LLOYD: Well, small mercies.

My daughter call?

HENRY: No, no calls.

(THUNDER ROLLING)

LLOYD: The dry food

and the meat should last us for a while.

But we'll have to go into town to get some fresh vegetables.

Yeah I'll-I'll go tomorrow.

We'll get you set up for the week.

Henry.

It's okay, it's late.

I can start the fire myself.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Unless you want a-a game of chess first?

Actually, there's a book I was in the middle of,

I was hoping I could get back to it.

Alright, alright.

How about tomorrow?

Tomorrow it is.

Good night, Henry.

Alright, good night.

(EERIE INSTRUMENTAL)

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(GASP)

YOUNG MAN: Mama wants you to know

this isn't personal.

- (SLICING) - (GURGLING)

(THUD)

(SUSPENSEFUL INSTRUMENTAL)

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(DOOR CREAKING OPEN)

You forget something?

- (SCRAPING) - (EERIE INSTRUMENTAL)

LLOYD: Who are you?

(LATCH CLICKS)

Shoes.

LLOYD: I asked you people what you're doing in my house.

WOMAN: Now, now, now.

Let's not start that way.

LLOYD: What do you want.

Lets all just settle in.

Got plenty of time to get to know each other.

(SUSPENSEFUL PERCUSSION)