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NICK: Previously on "19-2"...

-It´s my wife. We need you. -Where is she?

Sir, this isn´t right.

You are gonna have to pack everything up,

otherwise you´re gonna lose it all.

No.

-Fuck you! -Get the knife!

-Get the knife, Tyler! -[ Grunts ]

BEN: 19-2. We have a civilian casualty.

There´s no pulse.

My daughter hasn´t come home in three days.

BEN: How old is she?

GENDRON: She´s 16.

We´ve connected someone to the mole directly.

His name´s Antony Tremblay.

NICK: He´s got a thing about kids.

128 gigs of this shit.

And he´s gonna walk.

-Fuck that. -[ Gunshot ]

We shouldn´t have picked him up.

You don´t know what happened.

Are you okay?

Bullshit.

Do you think I´m ever gonna trust you?

[ Indistinct conversations, water running ]

[ Inhales, exhales deeply ]

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Water flushes, door closes ]

[ Water running ]

TREMBLAY: You fuckers think you´re in charge here?

Let me tell you how things are gonna play --

NICK: What the fuck did you do?

CASSIE: Yo, he gave us no choice.

It was either him or us.

That´s the way it was going down.

It´s fucking murder, Kaz.

No, not murder.

This pervert committed suicide.

I don´t do him, they´re coming for both of us.

These people don´t fuck around.

Look. I´m gonna wipe down the place, all right?

You can take off. I got it.

-No. We´ll do it together. -I said I got it, man.

All right?

Hey.

We all right?

No, Kaz. We´re done.

You all right?

Yeah.

I need a shower.

BEATRICE: Sorry. This road is blocked.

Residents only. Please use Wellington.

Thank you.

-Just go the other way, sir. -Thank you, ma´am.

[ Dog barking ]

BOY: Hey! Hey! [ Laughs ]

Go, go, go!

Hey! Quit fooling around over there!

Get away from that car! It´s dangerous!

MAN: Bite me!

-This place is all screwed up. -MAN: Get the fuck out, pigs!

-J.M.: Look at these pricks. -This is our building here!

Any excuse to exploit a tragedy.

-Suck it! -Assholes.

J.M.: How long we got to wait

to start cleaning these idiots out, Sarge?

That´s up to intervention.

The longer we wait, the tougher it´s gonna be.

They´re digging in right now.

What are they doing?

Shit. They´re stealing power.

-We got to get this done, Sarge. -It´s not our call.

You see this? They´re stealing power.

[ Dog barking ]

TYLER: Hey! Are you deaf?

Get away from the car!

Get away!

[ Boys laughing ]

These kids.

BOY: Go, go! Go get him!

MAN: Get him!

-MAN: Get him! -[ Dog growling ]

[ Dog whimpering ]

[ Whimpering stops ]

-MAN: You son of a bitch! -Shit.

MAN: You´re a dog killer!

Holster your weapon. You okay?

-AUDREY: Yeah. -BOY: You killed a dog.

WOMAN: You killed a dog? What´s wrong with you?

-Hey! Everybody back! -Ma´am, back up. Back.

Everybody back up, please. Back up.

Back up, please. Everything´s safe now.

AUDREY: You okay?

J.M.: We appreciate your cooperation.

Ma´am, if you could back up, please.

Thank you. Just back up, everybody.

It´s secure.

It´s all right. We appreciate your cooperation.

Thank you for backing up. That´s it.

-BEATRICE: Back up, sir. -J.M.: Back up.

-Back up, sir. -MAN: Back it up, guys.

Back it up, people.

MAN: Killers!

Killers!

Killers!

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

[ Siren wailing ]

WOMAN ON RADIO: Copy, 19-2.

NICK: You know, I´ve been thinking.

About him.

What about him?

NICK: I mean, who could mess with the evidence room?

Who could use my log-in data?

Nobody like you and me.

Doesn´t make it him.

I´m thinking maybe it´s not a coincidence we ran into Tremblay

when we were looking for his daughter.

Tremblay was found with a bunch of kiddie porn.

He even had a kid with him when we first saw him.

Maybe that´s what he´s got on the mole.

Pimping kids to him.

So now I´m thinking about the commander´s daughter.

-Sandrine? -Yeah.

Kid´s all messed up, angry at her father.

Maybe he did something to her.

Jesus.

NICK: We need to find out.

[ P.A. beeps ]

HOULE: All units -- full riot gear.

Ready to move out in five.

Let´s go, people.

GENDRON: The coroner ruled it accidental.

I just don´t see why we´d let a bunch of kids dictate --

All right. Thanks.

ISABELLE: Yes. Eviction units armed, just in case.

Yes. Thank you.

-We´ve got a problem. -Sir?

We´re getting killed in the media.

We need to change the conversation.

Yeah, the dog. I just heard.

And the accidental death -- Favreau.

She fell on her own knife. How is that our fault?

Turns out she was a mental patient.

Now she´s being portrayed as a victim,

and we got the Black Bloc trying to be martyrs.

We need to control the story before we evict them.

Put Tyler on admin?

No. Wrong message.

She had a juvie record.

Attacked a policeman when she was 17.

That´s sealed.

It could leak.

Is that really necessary?

Not my idea.

HOULE: All right. Listen up.

The people in there have only one thing on their minds --

They want to make us look like assholes.

We´re not gonna let them.

Once they get here, intervention is running the show.

They will remove protesters from the building.

We´re just here to provide support.

If you need to hold anyone -- main floor.

But only intervention brings them out onto the street.

-Are we clear on that? -Yes, sir.

Yeah, yeah. Don´t bruise the merchandise. We got it.

Do we know if there are squatters in there?

Operating assumption is yes.

Not everyone will be Black Bloc, so use your heads.

[ Zipper opens ]

[ Laughter ]

-Oh, shit! -Aw, shit.

-MAN: Take that piss-face! -I´m coming for you, asshole!

MAN: Yeah, you come up, prick!

Come down here and do that, you piece of shit!

-I´ll find you, man! -MAN: Fuck you!

-MAN: Come get some more! -J.M.: Get down here!

We´re coming for you, assholes.

Go get cleaned up.

-MAN: Come up and get us! -God!

What the hell?

-We´re on hold. -Yes, I know.

No. It´s not happening today.

-Intervention´s been called off. -What the hell?

They´re locking down in there while we sit around and wait.

Hey, it´s not up to me.

The department´s decided to let it wait.

-Until when? -Not today.

All right. Change of plans.

Gear down. It´s not happening today.

-MAN: Try it! -Sarge, man.

MAN: Come on up, pigs!

Where you going?!

-So what´s going on? -Politics.

The department´s afraid of another bad headline

too soon after the last one.

They put me on it.

Since when do they have you on media relations?

I guess since we started killing dogs and crazy ladies.

I´m the new face of fucking up.

Who do these idiots think they are?

MAN: Shame on you, killers!

TYLER: They think they´re bringing justice for the dead.

MAN: Shame on you!

It wasn´t your fault.

MAN: This is your handiwork, man.

I´ll be fine.

It´s all part of the job, right?

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Knock on door ]

Come in.

-BEN: Good morning, sir. -[ Door closes ]

I just wanted to, um, follow up about -- about your daughter.

What about her?

Is, uh... is everything cool there?

She´s an addict.

Y-Yes, sir. I understand that.

I just, uh...

Um, I don´t know.

I-I just wanted to offer any help that I could.

What kind of help?

I could talk to her.

Mm.

No, I, um...

I-I don´t think so.

But...thanks for your concern.

Okay.

[ Door closes ]

What´s going on, Sarge? How long we gonna be doing this?

-They´re coming. -The question is when.

HOULE: Ours is not to reason why.

AUDREY: Stop complaining, guys. Yesterday we were freezing.

-Everything okay? -I´m looking for my wife.

I can´t find her.

All right. When was the last time you seen her?

At the shelter.

She -- But she wants to come back here.

If she gets -- If she gets lost, it´s -- She´s not safe.

TYLER: All right. All right.

-So you haven´t seen her today? -No. No. No.

Not since last night.

Someone took our TV from the shelter.

All right. We´ll find her.

Can´t find his wife. She went missing.

Yeah. I remember your wife.

Do you...

Actually, what was her name again?

Um, Lena Dumoulin.

Do you have a recent picture of her?

Mm.

It´s from before,

but she doesn´t really look the s-- the same any...

[ Sighs ]

Let´s go, folks!

[ Shutter clicks ]

Joseph, Hamelin, let´s go!

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Exhales deeply ]

All right. You two watch the street.

BEATRICE: Yes, sir.

We need four volunteers to support inside.

Uh, Nick, Ben, J.M., Audrey, follow him.

Group!

Two! One!

Move!

Group!

My left!

Quick march!

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

MAN: Killers!

MEN: [ Chanting ] Killers! Killers! Killers!

Killers! Killers!

Killers! Killers!

[ Music continues ]

MAN: Police!

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Clear!

-Police! -Police!

Get out of here! Cover the left side!

Get out of here, man!

Monty, watch my back!

[ Indistinct shouting, clattering ]

We´ll hold people right here!

WOMAN: Are you okay?

-All right. Line ´em up. -Stand against the wall.

Come over here. Right here.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

HOULE: Hold all arrestees on the first floor.

[ Music playing in distance ]

Hold position.

All right. Turn around for me, please.

You have anything on you? Anything sharp?

I´m trying to help you here. Hands in front of you, please.

It fucking stinks in here.

J.M.: Those are their toilets.

Ugh.

[ Indistinct shouting, music playing ]

Center the door.

[ Thud, wood splintering ]

We oppose the murder of Valerie Favreau

and demand the police be held accountable for their actions!

Line it up!

They rezoned this whole block without a public hearing!

-That shit´s illegal. -Hands behind your back!

We stand for the rights of the poor

and demand public housing be made available for --

[ Grunts ] Fuck!

What did I do?! What the fuck did I do?!

Hands behind your back!

Put a bow tie on him!

MAN: That´s police brutality!

Say hello to the camera, big man!

MAN: Start here and then walk out.

All right. We´re on it.

Any weapons?

Am I gonna find anything on you?

It´s just us now. How about that?

Hey, hey. Relax. Relax. I got it.

Not your problem!

You heard him. He said we got this.

Take them downstairs.

BEN: Let´s go.

HOULE: 19-12, confirm your location.

NICK: I got him. I got him.

Aren´t you gonna say thank you?

-Fuck you. -Close enough.

-[ Helicopter passing ] -MAN: Over here.

[ Truck beeping ]

HOULE: Bringing out second group now.

MAN: Keep coming.

MAN: Get your hands off of me, you fucking pig.

MAN: Radio will support flyover.

-We should be in there. -No skin off my nose.

Let intervention clean that shit up.

[ Alarm blaring ]

What the hell is that?

WOMAN ON RADIO: We have a robbery in progress --

Wellington and Charest.

Shit.

We can cut through there. Come on.

Oh, shit.

Move your ass.

Police! Coming through!

[ Water hissing, alarm continues ]

[ Sirens wailing ]

Over here on the right.

Hey!

Halt!

Stop it right there! Drop it!

-Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! -I said stop right there!

-Drop it! Drop it! -Drop it!

Hands! Show me your hands!

-Hands. -Get over here.

Now.

[ Alarm continues ]

-Hands in front. -Bullshit!

In the front.

MAN: Hold it right there. What do you think you´re doing?

TV is mine.

-Yeah. I´ll take that. -MAN: No!

Wait. W-What -- What are you doing?

Lena -- Lena?

Hey, hey, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa! What´s going on?

TV is mine.

Hey, listen. I know this lady. She´s not looting, okay?

-Zero tolerance on looting. -Take it easy, bro.

I´m telling you I know this lady.

I think she´s saying it´s her TV.

-Work it out downtown. -Listen.

No, you listen to me. Zero tolerance on looting.

This is not your fucking show, okay?

-Back off. -What are you doing?!

All right! All right! All right! All right!

-Lena, it´s gonna be okay! -It´s okay.

-Lena! -It´s all right.

It´s gonna be okay.

You sold it!

[ Door closes ]

It´s true, what she said.

What´d she say?

I pawned her TV.

HOULE: 19-4, what´s the story?

We needed the cash.

Got looters at a pawn shop.

We made three arrests. Intervention made another.

It´s okay.

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Shouting in distance ]

You two!

MAN: All right. Wake up.

We need you to get out of the building.

MAN: No! No!

HOULE: Team 7, regroup on main floor.

WOMAN ON RADIO: Copy. Team 7 on main floor.

MAN ON RADIO: There´s buckets of shit all over this place.

This one´s yours.

All right, sir. Let´s shut her down.

I-I´m cooking dinner.

Well, you´re not gonna be eating here tonight, so let´s go.

I live here.

This is the only food I got.

My last supper.

So if you don´t mind...

J.M.: Hey. Shut the burner off.

Let´s go. We ain´t got time for this.

Come on. [ Claps hands ] Come on. Let´s go.

Hey! Watch out! Get the burner!

Shit.

[ Electricity crackles, man grunts ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

19-7. We have a man electrocuted in the basement.

HOULE: Copy.

Oh, shit.

Oh, man.

Come on, man.

Don´t make me do this. Please don´t make me do this.

You dirty mother--

Come on.

Come on!

19-7. We need an ambulance on site.

Shit. Come on!

-Are you okay? -Yeah, yeah.

Don´t touch the grate. It´ll electrocute you.

Come on. Come on!

AUDREY: Basement is trapped. Be alert.

HOULE: Copy that.

You got it. You got it. You got it. You got it.

It´s an electrocution. He´s breathing and responsive.

Sir, you need to stay calm for me, okay?

Yeah. Stay down.

Yeah. You hear me? Can you see me?

Just look at me. Stay with me. That´s right.

Just breathe.

-Relax. -[ Spits ]

AUDREY: It´s gonna be okay.

We got a guy from the city coming to cut the power.

We don´t know what other booby traps these assholes have set.

Chartier, Barron, follow me.

-Good work. -Thank you, Sarge.

That was so gross.

Yeah. Well, he´s gonna be okay.

HOULE: Guys, I want you to keep an eye out.

Make sure this city guy can do his job.

They cut the power.

MAN: Yeah. Let´s have some fun.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

NICK: You, uh, you talk to Amélie?

BEN: Tried to.

She asked if I could come by and pick up the rest of her things.

Don´t worry about it. I´ll bring them by.

No, I´ll come get them.

She was never a part of it.

[ Keys jingling ]

HOULE: Okay, guys. It´s a blackout inside.

Be careful. Stay together.

-BEATRICE: Yes, sir. -AUDREY: Yes.

HOULE: Let´s go. Gear up.

J.M.: Suit up, folks.

AUDREY: Let´s do it.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ]

BEATRICE: 19-4. Moving to the top floor, southern section.

HOULE: Copy, 19-4.

TYLER: Yeah, and get some goddamn light in here.

[ Thud, wood splintering ]

[ Indistinct shouting ]

MAN: Leave me alone!

Hey! I want to talk to my lawyer!

-Take him. -Let go of me, you pig.

TYLER: Oh, shit.

What´s wrong with you? Huh?

Huh? Huh?

Wait up!

[ Breathing heavily ]

Oh, shit.

J.M.: Settle down. I got this one.

Hey, you want to go down the stairs face-first?

Huh? You want to?

That´s it. Settle down.

Attaboy. Relax.

Hey! I got one.

Police!

Come here!

[ Grunting ]

Fuck.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Grunts ]

Stop it!

Stop it. Give it up!

-WOMAN: [ Screams ] -Jesus Christ.

-Stop it. -Let me go!

What do you think you´re doing? Huh?

[ Grunts ]

-Come here. -Let go!

Get off of me!

Why?

What do you think you´re accomplishing here?

You fucking bitch!

Don´t be an idiot.

You´re in enough trouble.

-You good? -Yeah, I´m fine.

WOMAN ON RADIO: Breach on the first floor.

-They´re trying to get out. -All right?

HOULE: ...to the first floor.

-Do not let anyone escape. -Sit up.

Put your one leg forward, okay?

On the count of three, we´re gonna get up.

Don´t hurt yourself. Two. Three. All right. Attagirl.

-You´re sure you´re good? -Yeah.

All right.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

[ Door opens ]

TYLER: Bear?

Oh, shit.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Hurry up, man. You´re slowing us down.

Jesus Christ, girl. It´s fucking dark in here.

[ Exhales deeply ]

BEN: 19-2.

Moving into north section with intervention team B.

HOULE: Copy that.

-Stay sharp. -Mm-hmm.

HOULE: Brouillard, what´s your position?

J.M.: Bringing the next batch down now.

-HOULE: Is your section clear? -J.M.: You tell me, Sarge.

HOULE: Just answer the question.

TYLER: Oh, shit.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Footsteps approaching ]

What are you doing? You good?

-Clear. -Let´s go.

Let´s go!

MAN ON RADIO: Garage area is sealed.

HOULE: Copy that.

MAN ON RADIO: I have a woman trying to get into the building.

HOULE: Get rid of her.

MAN ON RADIO: I did that. She´s back.

HOULE: Okay. Hold her with the squatters.

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Grunts ]

Bear.

Bear.

Bear.

-Bear! -What?

Oh.

[ Sighs ]

This room -- This room is clear.

Yeah. Okay.

Keep moving.

Check over here.

HOULE: Back group´s ready. Pick them up.

You killed Favreau!

Take that, bitch!

-[ Grunts ] -[ Bottle clatters ]

BEATRICE: Shit!

-MAN: Come on! -Where are you little pricks?

Tyler!

Bear.

Bear. [ Coughs ]

BEATRICE: [ Grunts ]

-Help! -Bear!

BEATRICE: Tyler!

Tyler! [ Coughs ]

-[ Man laughing ] -Tyler.

Fucking little shit!

[ Grunts ]

[ Man laughing ]

[ Weakly ] Tyler. [ Coughs ]

[ Grunts, coughs ]

Tyler!

[ Gasping ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Screams, sobs ]

BEATRICE: Fuck. [ Coughs ]

Tyler!

God damn it.

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

19-4.

There´s tear gas everywhere. I can´t find my way up.

[ Coughs ]

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

MAN: Fuck you!

-[ Screams ] -MAN: Asshole!

-Get in there. -Get your fucking hands off me,

you pig.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

You can hold this around your face.

No, it´s fine. Thanks.

-Hold on. You all right? -Yeah.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

Look at me!

You left me there.

You left me there, and he was kicking me.

You´re not fit for the job.

And you´re a fucking disgrace.

I´m done.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Jackhammer rattling, doors closing ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Let´s move along, please, folks. Show´s over.

Sandrine, I need to know where you are.

NICK: Trouble in paradise?

BEN: Looks like it.

Joseph, you all right?

Yeah.

What happened in there?

Uh, what can I say?

We got hit with, um, tear gas, and...

...we obviously weren´t ready for it, so...

-...it was very disorienting. -Where was Beatrice?

I was -- I was right behind her.

When the gas hit, it just -- All hell broke loose in there,

and it got very, uh... very confusing.

Did you leave your partner?

I couldn´t breathe, sir.

She´s asking for a partner change.

You´re on solos till this gets sorted out.

You got that?

[ Music continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Hey, cop.

Now you know what it´s like to be shit on!

-Do you know what you just did? -Fucking piece of shit!

-Fucker! What the fuck?! -[ Screaming ]

-You fucking prick! -Stop! Stop! Fuck!

-My eyes! -You fucking piece of shit!

-Audrey, enough. -You fucking --

-Audrey! -Motherfucker!

-Aah! Fuck! -MAN: Bitch!

J.M.: Get up. Get up!

Put your hands behind your back.

-You okay? -He fucking poured shit on me!

And it´s time to go and have some fun at the station.

Let´s go.

-Fucker! -[ Screaming ]

What the fuck?! You fucking prick!

MAN: Stop! Stop!

AUDREY: You fucking piece of shit!

J.M.: Audrey, enough.

-Audrey! -Motherfucker!

-J.M.: Enough. -AUDREY: Aah! Fuck!

J.M.: Get up.

[ Gunshot, dog whimpers ]

AUDREY: You have no fucking right!

It´s police work! Do you hear that?!

Get the fuck back in there!

You fucking shut this thing off! Do you hear that?!

Fuck that!

All of you, step back! All of you!

MAN: What the hell is the problem?

AUDREY: ´Cause this is the law! It´s the fucking law!

MAN: Yeah, sure!

GENDRON: How the hell do we spin that?

I´m not sure.

I don´t know if we can protect her.

Pepper spray. The...

The kid threw a bucket of excrement on her.

So what, he deserved it?

He assaulted her.

You can understand her anger.

You know, you did a great job handling the media

throughout the eviction,

but this is bad for the whole department.

The public sees a pattern.

And people upstairs, they´re watching.

You handle the situation with Pouliot right...

it´ll be noticed.

[ Sobbing ]

I´m so sick of this place.

BEATRICE: 19-4. I need backup.

I´ve got a man dousing himself in gasoline in the parking lot.

-Sir? -What was that?

Sir? Sir?

Put that down. You don´t need to do this.

Put that down, please.

That´s right.

No, no, no, no. Put the lighter down.

We are all here to help you.

There´s no need to do this.

Please.

Listen to me. Put the lighter down.

TYLER: Hey, Paul.

Tyler...stand down.

PAUL: [ Sniffling ]

-Tyler. -It´s okay. It´s okay.

Okay, Paul.

Paul.

Paul.

We´re all here to help you, man.

Paul, it´s okay. It´s okay. It´s okay.

It´s okay.

Hmm?

Paul.

Paul.

You don´t have to do this, bro.

Okay?

-BEN: Tyler. Tyler. Tyler. -No, no, no.

-No. No. Tyler! -[ Grunts, spits ]

There you go.

Now I´m just like you, Paul.

That´s right.

It´s okay, Paul. It´s okay. I understand.

Paul.

I know what you´re going through, Paul,

but it´s not your fault.

Paul, look at me.

It´s not your fault.

It´s not your fault.

[ Sobs ]

It´s okay.

It´s okay.

[ Sobs ]

TYLER: It´s okay. It´s okay.

Go, go, go, go.

19-7. Cancel the fire truck. Situation under control.

You and I know what transpired.

The public sees what the media tells them.

It´s bullshit. We know that.

But the department has to put on a show.

You understand that.

They´re still dealing with the fallout

from the woman with the knife.

Well, so what, I´m just hung out to dry?

-Is that what this -- -Absolutely not.

You have the department´s full support.

We have -- We have viewed the video

and are taking the matter seriously.

An internal investigation is under way,

and the officer in question has been removed from duty.

You´re not being suspended.

The department is offering you two months´ paid leave.

I think it would be a good idea to take some time off,

let things cool down.

If the officer is found to have shown willful misconduct,

her contract with the Montreal police will be terminated.

There will be no investigation, no impact on your record.

Excessive force in the department will not be tolerated

under any circumstance.

-Thank you. -Detective!

[ Indistinct shouting ]

At the end of your leave,

you will be reinstated to duty without further recourse.

-Why are you doing this? -To protect you.

Okay. You´re gonna read things in the paper.

They´re not true. It´s just PR.

The department´s got your back.

I think it would be wise if you accepted the offer.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Indistinct talking on radio, telephone ringing ]

It´s all there.

Thanks.

Thanks.

If there´s anything he missed, let me know.

Can´t think of anything.

I think I was wrong.

About what?

About him using you to get to me.

He´s a straight guy, Am.

He didn´t want to be lying to you.

Don´t.

Just let it be.

BEATRICE: Hey.

I want to talk to you about something.

I already heard.

-Actually, no, you haven´t. -Yeah.

I have. From you and from Sarge.

You don´t want to ride with me.

I understand that. I´ll get me another partner.

That´s not what I want to talk about.

Well, what did you want to talk about?

Huh?

Was that you grabbing that lighter

out the guy´s hand out there?

No.

Was that you saving somebody´s life?

Huh?!

So don´t tell me I don´t know how to do my job,

´cause that is my goddamn job!

All right. I´m sorry.

[ Sighs ] No, no, no.

I´m afraid of the dark, Bear.

That´s why I ran.

And that´s why I left you.

[ Exhales deeply ]

I know.

So I understand if you don´t want to ride with me.

No.

[ Down-tempo music plays ]

[ Clears throat ] Actually, we´re good.

[ Music continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Sandrine Gendron hasn´t been to class in more than a week.

She´s AWOL.

Think she ran away again?

I´m guessing yeah.

They checked on the boyfriend. Apparently he´s moved out.

They don´t know where he went, though?

-Not yet. -[ Bell ringing ]

He´s lying about it.

You really think he could´ve done that?

Molested his own kid?

-[ Sighs ] -[ Engine starts ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Siren wailing in distance ]

Hey. Excuse me.

Do -- Do you know this girl?

No. Look at the picture.

Do you know her?

No. I´m sorry, dude.

Don´t lie to me.

Dude, I don´t know who she is, man, all right?

I´m not fucking around, all right?

Do you understand me?!

She´s a junkie. She´s around here all the time.

I need to find her.

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]