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Previously on "19-2"...

You're pissing away your best years on patrol. You know that.

You should be frigging tactical.

- It's strange. - What?

Gendron blocking your transfer to nights.

It's like he's going out of his way to keep you on me.

It was just a thing, Izzy, all right?

- It's over. - Whatever, Nick. It's your life.

You asked me to leave, Izzy, remember?

Are those two separated or not?

Define "separated."

Bear went out and got herself a foxy paramedic.

Oh, really?

You know paramedics are like a whole nother species, right?

- Hi. - Hi.

She's my sister.

No, man, she's way too cute.

- Nice to meet you, Ben Chartier. - And you too.

33-6...

We just spotted two individuals.

Black males. They're running down the stairs.

Oh! Fuck, it's freezing.

- Get my egg rolls? - Yeah, should be in there.

All right.

Oh, smells great.

Oh, shit.

19-2... We're in pursuit of a pale-green Chrysler 300

on la Gauchetière.

9X3 C2L.

Richard Roche from Laval.

Christ.

What?

It's the mayor of Laval.

Let me handle this.

Can you kill the engine, please?

Gentlemen, you gave me a fright.

We're gonna need you to shut your engine off, sir.

Of course. What's the issue?

Well, your vehicle ran a red going 70 in a 40,

you apparently changed lanes in the intersection,

and you're not wearing your seat belt.

Those would be the issues.

Well, I was just moving my vehicle

off the street to a parking lot.

Have you had anything to drink tonight?

We had a couple of glasses of wine at dinner.

That's why I was moving my car to a parking lot,

so I could leave it overnight.

I'm gonna need to see your license and registration, sir.

I only went two blocks.

It doesn't matter.

I was trying to do the right thing here.

All right, I'm gonna need you

to step out of the vehicle, please, sir.

You know, I could, uh... I could leave it right here

and pick it up first thing in the morning.

No problem.

I'm afraid that's not how it works.

Christ, I had a couple of drinks over an hour ago,

and I was just moving it to a parking lot

so I wouldn't have to drive.

I need you to give me one full blow, okay?

I'm getting shit for doing the right thing?

For telling the truth?

Are you gonna make me ask you again? Huh?

We've got plenty of room in the vehicle, all right?

Now, blow.

Hey!

It's okay. Leave it.

Your friend's fast.

He got a name?

Eh, just a friend.

Just a friend.

Well, if you don't blow,

your night's gonna get a whole lot worse, okay?

- Now, blow. - Okay, okay.

Harder. Harder, harder, harder.

Come on.

Seems like you've had more than a couple glasses.

You know who I am, correct?

Sure. I've seen you on the news.

So I would bet we have a lot of friends in common.

I bet we do.

Officer Barron.

This is one of those moments...

that could affect the rest of your life

for worse or for better.

That wasn't far off.

Maybe a block or two.

19-2 reporting possible shots fired near Haig and Marseille.

19-2, stand by.

Confirmed, yes, shots fired. Motel Le Marquis.

You guys are closest.

All right, we're on it. What do we do with him?

You heard it. We got to take it.

Well, seems like this is your lucky night.

No, we can't let him go.

All right, wait here.

You can get your keys from Station 19 in the morning.

- We'll deal with you then. - Yes, yes. Of course.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Wait, I need my house keys!

Copy, 19-2.

Backup's here.

Last door on your right.

Hey, hey! Get back inside.

Hey, I got every right to film you.

- Get back inside. - Hey!

Guys, stay inside, please.

Police! You okay in there?

Police!

Ready?

Good.

Police!

Gun on the floor.

Clear.

It's clear, guys.

Copy.

Look.

Are you up, man? I can't hear you.

Get a radio check.

I'm not picking up over here.

Well, probably because the generator.

God, man. We're gonna be here all night.

I thought only horses could sleep standing up.

I wasn't asleep.

Turn to Channel 4.

- Got everything you need there? - Not yet.

Did you happen to film the guy

that was staying there before the gunshot?

No. Why would I do that?

Would have been helpful.

Can you please put that down, sir?

No.

Let me get your badge number real quick.

Coolio.

Gotcha.

When my dad was a teenager, he worked at a sawmill,

just ripping bark off the logs.

He'd stand on this platform.

It was about shoulder-width apart,

right over top of the saw.

10 hours a day.

He saw a guy fall asleep on his feet one time.

Lost both his legs and an arm.

That's a very interesting yet depressing story,

but I wasn't asleep.

I was thinking.

About what?

That I'm glad I don't work in a sawmill.

Jeez, how about the mayor? Guy should buy a lottery ticket.

Yeah.

Yeah, don't worry. He'll show up tomorrow.

What's taking these guys so long?

What, are they walking?

That's great. That's a great thing.

Officer Tremblay, you're requested in room 206.

- Isabelle. - Sir.

I, um, saw your exam.

Really? And?

Well, I'm not supposed to tell you, but...

Don't even...

Top five percentile.

Bravo.

I'm sure you'll ace the interview too.

I hope so.

It's Monday morning, but I'm scheduled the whole weekend.

Where are you heading now?

Possible suicide, Motel Le Marquis.

- Oh. Fun. - Mm.

Hey, how about this is your last call?

But I'm on the schedule, though.

I'll get someone to cover. Take the weekend.

Thanks.

See, um,

the interview, it's a big charade, right?

But it's important.

The brass needs to be assured

you're not gonna make their lives any more difficult.

Of course.

They just want their own ideas bounced back at them, all right?

So... So don't get fancy.

Okay. Gotcha.

All right, so, uh, call me if you, uh, want to

run it through or anything.

- Okay. - Okay.

Thank you.

Great. Finally.

Sorry. I got held up.

Yeah, well, knock yourself out.

Hey.

Thanks for taking Theo this weekend.

Yeah, no sweat.

I'm gonna take him up north, to the cabin.

Good luck with that.

What? He loves it up there.

He's all yours.

Could Detective Turgeon

please come to the examination room 2B?

Hey, don't move.

Stay there!

Got him?

Hey. Have a nice weekend, man.

Hey.

You good?

Yeah, why?

You need an escort to your car or something?

Fuck off.

Well, just tell me if I need to be worried about you.

You don't need to be worried about me.

All right.

- Have a good weekend. - You too.

Hey.

Hey. You heading out this weekend?

Yeah, I got my son. Heading up to the cabin.

Male bonding. That's too bad.

I'll see ya.

Is he your boyfriend?

Shut up.

Hey. Mayor come in for his keys yet?

No, not yet.

He's probably still shitting his pants

'cause of his little dinner date.

Who, Usain Bolt?

He wasn't black.

- Officer Barron? - Yeah.

Hi. I'm Richard Roche's assistant.

I'm here to collect his keys.

Well, the mayor can come down and collect them himself.

He apologizes, but he's got an extremely busy day today.

Well, he still faces a citation for driving while intoxicated.

Of course.

I mean, this is a delicate matter for everybody involved.

And rather than kick up a fuss

with your sergeant and your commander,

we'd prefer to clear this up with you directly.

Sure, rather than use up all your favors.

You tell me, officer... How do we make this right?

If your boss doesn't come in, in person,

and sign off on the citation,

we'll be forced to put out a warrant.

Ma'am.

Jeez.

Perfect score. Don't see that too often.

Well, it better be good.

I've been shooting my whole life.

Yeah?

Oh, man.

My dad had me cleaning his rifle before I could walk.

You, uh, ever thought about going tactical?

I mean, you got rock-star potential.

Yeah, I've thought about it.

Well, if you want, I could write you up a reference,

pass it along.

To who? Houle?

No, Gendron.

That's how shit gets done around here.

You gonna guard me or what? Huh?

- Shut up. - Okay.

4-2.

See, that's what they call making it rain, son.

- I can make it rain too. - You gonna make it rain too?

- I can make it rain too. - Make it rain, then.

Let's see what you got.

Come on, man, play defense.

Oh! Oh, foul, foul.

- Ooh! - That's not a foul.

Not a foul?

All right, 5-2.

How come I have to go up to the cottage tonight?

Because I want to go, and it'll be fun. That's why.

Come on.

If you want to go so bad, you can go.

I could stay here.

Ha ha. Nice try.

Come on, being one with nature will be good for you.

Besides, it'll only take an hour.

We'll be up there in no time.

A little quality father-son time would be good for both of us.

Don't you think? Huh?

Can we at least go tomorrow?

I told Guillaume I was gonna go to his house tonight.

Nope.

Tell you what...

You make that shot, you get to decide.

- All right. - No, no, no, no, no.

From where you were.

Whatever.

Ain't making it easy on you.

- Ah! - That's bullshit!

It was gonna go in. You just cheated.

If you don't agree to the rules, don't cry about it.

Whatever.

Annoying.

Okay, okay.

You can go to Guillaume's tonight, but no sleepover.

We're hitting the road first thing in the morning.

Thanks, Dad.

All right. Go on.

Oh, he gets through!

Oh, hey!

Superstar. 5-3.

What's with the backpack?

I just talked to Mom.

She said I can go over to Guillaume's tonight.

She said so, did she?

Yeah.

I'll be back first thing in the morning.

I promise.

Go on.

Thanks, Dad.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Have fun.

I will.

Bye, Dad.

What's the matter with you, girl?

You bring a hot date to the bar and then ditch her?

I think she's doing just fine on her own.

Yeah. Ohh, it's my turn now.

Mm-hmm.

You know, don't get comfortable.

Mm. That's what they all say.

Not at all.

Here we go. Ready? Another one.

Down the hatch, baby.

Whoo!

Hey, Bear. Come on, babe.

Looks like I got to catch up.

- That's right. - Oh, yes, you do.

What are you doing?! Get up!

This round's on me. Come on.

- More tequila please. - You're pathetic, rookie!

Hello?

Hey, uh, Amélie.

It's... It's Ben.

Hey, Ben. What's up?

Where are you?

I'm... I'm fine.

How are you?

Oh, you know, working late.

Yeah! Love this song.

Oh, uh, sorry. I-I can, um...

I-I can call you... I can call you back.

It's fine. No. No, no, no. I'm glad you called.

Sorry?

Nothing. What's up?

Uh, so, listen, I-I was wondering

if... if you might be free for lunch or something tomorrow.

No, actually, I got to be back on shift early tomorrow.

Okay, okay. No problem. That's, uh... That's fine.

Anyway, I just thought I'd call and say hi.

Well, how about my place in an hour?

Uh, did you hear me?

I, uh... I did that time.

Yes, um...

Yeah, that... that sounds good.

I'll... I'll see you at your place in an hour.

Okay. I'm gonna text you the address.

Okay. Bye.

What?!

Help me up.

I don't know what you're doing, but you're doing it.

- Ready? - Whoo!

That's it. Good. That's good. Yeah?

That's not how normal people drink.

- This is gonna be weird. - Shut up. Do it.

Oh, yes. I had a dream about this last night.

- Oh, yeah. - I remember this.

Oh, thank you, God.

Yes!

Did you see this?

Oh, I love you two.

All right, Marie, shots!

Want to get out of here?

Sure.

Can we go to your cottage?

No, I got to pick up Theo in the morning.

We can come back.

It's romantic.

Oh, you're a genius, Bear.

Yeah? Yeah?

I'll wait for you outside.

Discreet.

What's going on over here?

- Hey! - Hey!

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

This is, uh... This is a quiet neighborhood.

Yeah. It's kind of boring.

I like it.

Okay, tell me.

What excitement did the day bring you?

Ah.

Well, um...

a guy blew his head off in a hotel room.

Eww.

Yeah, he did it in the bathtub...

To cut down on the mess, I guess...

But, um, it didn't help.

Hmm.

Well, you know, it's the thought that counts.

Strange thing, though... He, um...

He wrote something on the motel stationery before he did it.

What?

Just one word... "Liars."

I wonder what he was referring to.

Yeah, I know. It could've been anything.

Hmm. Well, was he married?

Didn't have a ring.

I'm sorry. We, um...

We don't have to talk about work.

We don't have to figure this out now.

It's okay.

What's the biggest lie you ever told?

Well, I try to never lie if I can help it.

That's great.

- Actually, that's a lie. - Yeah.

Okay, let me think of something here.

Oh, wow. You got something big cooking.

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Um...

When I was 11, my dad hit a dog with his car.

It wasn't my dad's fault. The dog just ran out, but...

I still lied for him.

Even helped the kid hang up posters all around town.

Why?

My dad's a drunk.

Your turn.

Um...

Well, I did a lot of lying for my mom too.

- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.

She was a child in the body of a grown woman.

It's not a lot of fun being the parent of your parent.

Yeah, tell me about it.

We don't talk anymore, and they blame me.

Who blames you?

My mother, my brother.

The neighbors.

The whole town, come to think of it.

And your ex?

What makes you think I have an ex?

Come on, you're not the type to be single.

And you're not the type that cheats.

You wouldn't have called me if it wasn't over between you.

Hmm.

Whatever it was, it was big.

You're good.

It's my job!

So, what about you? You, um, divorced?

No.

No, I'm a little different.

I don't do monogamous relationships.

Never?

No. I know from experience that they don't work.

Cool. That's, uh...

That's, uh... That's cool.

Wow.

You scare easy.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, my God.

Open your mouth.

Don't.

Shh, shh, shh.

What's in there?

Open your mouth, you little whore.

Jesus Christ.

Hey.

That's it.

What's wrong?

Hey.

Hey.

No, no. Slow down, slow down.

Listen, I'm sorry.

I got to go.

I'm freezing.

Oh, me too. Let's hurry.

Let's try this one.

Come on.

Jesus.

Bingo.

Yes.

All right, let's see what we got here.

Kleenex.

Gum.

Registration.

What is all this bullshit?

Oh, dude! Cop!

Get down, man! Cops!

God, did they see us? Holy shit.

- Dude! - Dude, calm down.

It's probably just a friend of your pops.

You sure?

Yeah, just calm...

I'm just nervous.

Hey, man, check this out.

What are you doing?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Holy shit.

Just run.

Beatrice.

Let me call you a taxi at least.

It's fine. I'll walk.

Come on, don't walk. It's dangerous.

- And it's raining! - It's fine!

Hey, stop.

Stop. Come on, look at me.

Hey, stop.

Stay with me.

Look...

I'm sorry.

Okay?

Come on.

Forgive me?

Okay. Okay.

Okay. Okay.

Friends again?

Yeah.

Don't.

Hey, this is what you care about?

I'm serious. Give it back to me.

Come and get it from me.

No!

- Oops. - Fuck!

Fuck.

Oh, ho. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Oh!

Holy shit!

Oh, my...

Sorry!

Ahh.

So this is the famous cabin, huh?

Yeah. Hope it was worth the trip.

I don't know. You tell me.

Mmm. Mmm.

I like your style, but I got to find the key, baby.

Okay, go in.

Go in now.

- I should go. - I understand.

Well, you got to work early in the morning, so...

Sure.

I don't want this to be a 15-minute thing either, so...

Okay.

Call me in the morning.

I can make that work.

You know, your brother and I are already on the rocks.

This isn't gonna help our working relationship.

Would anything?

Don't you dare.

Goddamn it!

No, Nick.

I got to take it.

It might be Theo.

I'm sorry.

Hello?

Hey. Guillaume's mother just called.

She's looking for him.

Guillaume?

Yeah, he's supposed to be with Theo,

who's supposed to be with you.

No, Theo said you said he could stay at Guillaume's house.

Oh, shit.

Jesus, Nick.

All right, look, I'll take care of it.

I'll put a GPS trace on his phone.

I'm sorry.

Theo.

We got to go.

Hey, you little hog.

Oh, man.

Oh, shit!

Guillaume!

- Dad? - Give me that.

Brandy? You got to be kidding me.

You should bring him home.

Yeah. Hold that.

Get up.

I'm very disappointed in you, son.

Very disappointed in you.

You drinking this...

What's wrong with you?

There you go. Get it out.

There you go. That's it.

Get it out.

There you go.

Feel better?

That's what happens when you steal brandy

from your dad's cabinet.

Not so much fun, is it?

Am I going away?

No, you're not going away.

I think this counts as time served, son.

You don't have to stay.

Ah, just let him sleep.

I'll stay here on the couch and take him home in the morning.

No, it's okay. I can keep him.

What about work?

Turns out I have tomorrow off.

And how did you swing that?

Mom!

- I'll get it. - No. I'll get it.

Coffee?

Yeah. Thanks.

There you go.

How's Theo?

Ahh...

He's still sleeping it off.

What are we gonna do about him, Nick?

It was bound to happen sooner or later.

It's not the end of the world.

It's not that he got drunk. He lied to us.

Yeah, well, I'm not ready to push him away right now.

He's been through a lot already.

We all have.

This was supposed to be your weekend with him.

He didn't want to leave town.

So you went up to the cabin by yourself?

Yeah.

Look, I'll punish him.

No practice for a month.

No practice, no games.

You got it.

It's not funny, man.

You got to admit, it is a little bit funny.

Stupid bitch.

Paramedics are crazy.

Do you ever think that maybe you just have bad taste in women?

Now I got to tell Houle what happened.

Well, you know, I know a guy who works for the city.

He might be able to pull that grate for you.

That is, if your gun isn't already in the St. Lawrence.

The mayor hasn't come in yet.

Yeah, he's not coming back.

Well, I'm gonna issue a warrant.

Got the citation.

Forget it. It's not worth it.

The guy blew over.

It was just over the line.

If we issue a warrant, the media's gonna be all over this,

over that rent boy in the car.

The guy's got a wife and kids.

You really want to ruin his life?

Is that your thing?

All right, fine. Forget it.

Tactical squad?

Is this what you want?

I just want to know if it's an option.

Of course it's an option.

Obviously, you can shoot,

and you're not an asshole for the most part.

Thank you, sir.

That's notwithstanding your failure to report

the hostage situation with Barron.

However...

I went out of my way to keep you on this shift

because you wanted to make it work with Barron.

So, what is it?

Is this just a stepping-stone for you?

No, sir.

Good.

So there's nothing to discuss.

Maybe someday down the road.

Thank you, sir.

All right, pal.

We'll be right back, okay?

We had to pull a lot of strings to get your friend in here.

I mean, this place has a wait list that you wouldn't believe.

It looks nice.

Laval's nice.

Maybe you should think about moving.

The future's here.

I'm sure it is.

Who is he to you, anyway? If you don't mind me asking.

My partner.

So...

Keys.

Right.

- See ya. - See ya.

19-2, are you there?

19-2.

Tactical is staging an operation at 1226 Nazareth.

We need all available units to assist at 1300 hours.

- What is it? - You'll be briefed on site.

What's the 20?

Give us that 20 again.

1226 Nazareth.

- You got that? - I got that.

I don't see shit except shit.

It's gone?

It might be down there. It might not.

I'd have to pull the whole grate to find out,

and then it might be long gone.

How long will that take?

It's no, uh, small job.

Our friend Nick says you want to keep this on the DL?

How much?

Well, just the union wage for a few hours' work.

1,000 bucks?

J.M. and Vince are on the south side.

Tyler, I need you to lock it up with them.

- Yes, sir. - What's happening?

Once we get the go-ahead from tactical,

I need you guys to lock up the north end of the perimeter,

corner of Inspecteur and William.

It's exactly three blocks in that direction.

That address, what is it?

A house, an apartment? What is it?

It's a big old brick shithouse. You can't miss it.

- Well, who we going after? - We are not going after anybody.

We're holding perimeter till tactical does their thing.

Wait for my word.

Who was the driver on that job?

- Hey, guys... - Let's go.

Come on, come on.

We'll have a car come in from Ville d'Anjou

and you guys will be on standby.

Officer?

I was looking for Sergeant Houle.

Well, he's out on a raid.

Can I help you?

Be kind of nice to know what we're getting into here.

I guess they figured we didn't need to know.

Team one is a go. Repeat, team one is a go.

Team one, are we all clear?

Team one?

Shots fired.

All 19 cars into position right now.

Go, go, go, go.

We have two armed suspects inside, possibly more.

Shit.

Jesus Christ, they've got us pinned.

What the hell's going on?

Where's that backup?

We need fire and ambulance, now!

Oh! Sh...

Christ!

You can stay back. Hold position.

Hold the perimeter!

What the hell happened?

The place was booby-trapped. Guys inside started shooting.

We got... We got cops down.

Wait. What are you saying?

I don't know.

Just hold the perimeter.

What the hell happened in there?

Someone fucked up.