All language subtitles for Republic of Doyle s03e09 Mirror, Mirror.eng

[Narrator]
Previously on Republic of Doyle...

[Jake] Leslie!

(Gun shots)

[Jake] Just stop shooting, okay?

[Leslie] I told you your crap was gonna
get you in trouble, and now it has.

[Jake] (Thud)

[Leslie] Doyle!
I need to talk to you.

[Maurice] Who the hell are ye,
and how stupid are ye? Come over

here and sit at my table.

[Maurice] Karen,
meet your guest.

[Karen] Bon soir.

[Jake] Um, sorry.

[Jake] Maurice Becker.

[Maurice] I have this way of
finding people who do me wrong.

And I will contact you.

[Kathleen] Walter, I think I've
always had a crush on you--

[Kathleen/Walter] (Kissing)

[Tinny] Des, forget
about Chandra.

[Des] It's just that Chandra had
this grace, you know? She didn't

singe my hair, and
she didn't hate me.

[Leslie] By the way, I'm
glad you're not dead.

[Jake] You always know
the right thing to say.

[
]

[Leslie] Are you going to explain
to me what happened out there?

All the times I tell you to
shut up, and you're going to

choose now to stay silent?

[Leslie] Alright, fine.

Be that way.

[Maurice] I have no problem talking
to a beautiful officer like yourself.

[Jake] Please.

[Maurice] Shut up.

[Leslie] Go on then.

[Maurice] Do you want to know who
caused this terrible, bloody

mess out there? That thing there, luh.
He's got no guts,

and he's an idiot where pressure
is concerned, unlike myself.

[Maurice] I had the situation
well under control.

(Gun shots)

[Maurice] How many
bullets was that?

[Jake] I don't know.
Just make it stop!

[Maurice] Well, if I'm gonna
make the jump... (Gun shots)

[Maurice] We gotta count the amount
of ammo they've been shelling at us.

you away from this.

[Jake] Oh come on-- Come on!

That's not even close to what
actually happened. Cowering?

Crying? Ugh. You know what?
I will talk. Okay? Anything to

stop the constant flow of...
Crap that's coming from his

mouth. First of all, there
was no machine gun.

(Rewinding noise)

(Gun shots)

[Jake] What the
hell is going on?

[Maurice] It's life, Jake!

Lovely! Tell your mother!

(Gun shots)

[Jake] Are you
trying to kill me?

[Maurice] If I wanted you
killed, you'd be dead by now.

[Jake] Give me that.

[Maurice] Oh don't
hurt yourself.

(Gun shots)

[Jake] God, I hate guns.
You didn't leave me much to work with.

(Gun shots)

[Jake] Here we go.

One... two... (Gun cocking)

[Jake] Three.

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(Police siren)

[Jake] So then I saved us.
And a few minutes later, you showed up.

[Maurice] Saved us?
That's what you call that?

[Jake] What are you on? Crack?

[Leslie] Look, enough, okay?

Someone-- One of you, is
gonna tell me what happened.

The truth, from the start.

[Jake] Okay, I was minding my
own business, and my day was

already off... to a bad start.

[Jake] I was at the Duke, which
is normally a good thing, but I

was getting ready to play golf
and to make things worse, I was

gonna play golf with a bunch
of friggin arse-holes.

[Jake] Golf? Seriously, is
this the best use of our day?

[Walter] Yeah, of course it is.

It's gonna be fun, man.

[Jake] Fun? Three grown men
chasing a little white ball

around. Oh yeah. Yes, b'y.

Good times.

[Mal] Don't mind him Walter, and
thank you for the tee time.

[Walter] Oh hey, you know, no problem.
I know a guy who knows

a guy. Um, but, uh, after golf,
how about a little bit of sake

and sushi at basho? On me.

[Jake] See, that sounds like a good idea.
Why do we have to go

play this... stupid game?

[Mal] It's not stupid.
It's a game of patience, intelligence

and focus.
Things you sadly lack.

[Jake] So you've proven once again what
a terrible failure you are as a father.

[Mal] If you're gonna be such a
suck about it, you can always

caddy for me. Why don't you just
start by running upstairs and

fetching the golf balls?

[Walter] Look, Jake, I'm sorry, alright?
It's just, you look

like you might have-- You could
use a break, and-- and it's a

great place to talk.

You know, share?

[Jake] You've been
drinking swish again.

[Mal] Lay off him!

Go get your clubs.

[Jake] Alright b'y.
Don't have another heart attack.

[Leslie] Okay.
What did you find?

[Maurice] Me. In all my glory.

And there he was, right in front of
me; His face like a boiled boot.

[Maurice] Looking for
lost souls, Doyle?

[Jake] Maurice Becker.

You look amazing.

[Maurice] What else?

[Jake] Wha-- what
are you doing here?

[Maurice] Oh just sitting here,
thinking about the nature of

man. And that led me to
you for some reason.

[Maurice] Adequate compensation
to acquire the services of a

sub-standard private
detective, wouldn't you say?

[Jake] Oh... this is too generous,
Mr. Becker. I'm not

talented enough to
receive such a bounty.

[Maurice] True, but unfortunately time
is tight and you're my only option.

[Jake] Bounty? Bounty?
What am I a pirate?

(Rewinding noise)

[Jake] I hate golf.

(Thwack!)

[Jake] Ah!

[Maurice] Fire in the hole, Doyle.
Ha ha.

[Jake] Maurice Becker.

[Maurice] (Laugh)

[Jake] You look terrible.

[Maurice] It's time for you to pay
back that debt you owe me, Doyle.

[Jake] What are you doing?

[Maurice] It's time, Doyle!

Time, time.

[Guy] Both of you, hands up!

[Jake] And, uh, who
are you now exactly?

[Guy] Who am I? I'm the guy
holding a gun to you, my friend.

Who the hell are you?

[Jake] Well, I'm the guy who owns
the office you just broke into.

[Guy] Whatever. Hands up.

(Whack!)
[Guy] Oh!

(Thud) [Guy] Ah!

[Leslie] So that's what happened then?
This one saves the day?

[Jake] I hit the guy with
the golf ball first.

[Maurice] And I disarmed him.

[Maurice] Up! Up.

Up up.

[Jake] Why do I get the feeling this
little run-in wasn't a coincidence?

[Maurice] Nothing gets by you Doyle.
And I got something for

you to do, and this
is not a request.

(Prodding noise)

[
]

[Jake] Who was your
friend back there?

[Maurice] Oh, just some arse-hole
vagrant who thinks I've wronged him.

Nothing for you to worry about.

[Jake] Uh, what are
we doing here?

[Maurice] I'm looking
for something.

[Maurice] Well, that
was dirty pool.

[Jake] I'm taking you to the
RNC, and I'm turning you in.

I have a friend there who would be
very interested in meeting you,

and she's really, really
beautiful, by the way.

[Leslie] That's a nice try Doyle,
but it's not gonna help.

[Jake] I'm just telling you
exactly what happened; The words

that I said, exactly.

[Maurice] You can't turn me in.

Now I'm begging, I'm begging now.
You want me-- You don't understand.

[Jake] What don't I understand, Maurice?
The fact that you tried

to kill me, not once, but twice?

Uh, the fact that you're a con,
and-- and-- and a fugitive?

What could I possibly not understand?

[Maurice] I-- I-- I
haven't got long to live.

I'm dying b'y.

[Jake] I gotta be honest,
I wasn't expecting that.

Is it bad?

[Maurice] No.
It's the good type of dying, idiot.

It's the liver.

I got a couple of months.

[Jake] Maurice, I-- I mean, I
pretty much hate your guts, but

I have to say I-- I'm
sorry to hear that.

[Maurice] Yeah, well when these
things happen, puts matters in

perspective, you know?
You have to reconsider all the things you

done wrong. Gotta put things right.
That's why I need you.

I need you to help me find my
niece and reconcile, you know?

You-- you remember Karen?

[Jake] No.

[Maurice] Yeah, Karen, b'y.

Look.

[Jake] Okay, yes.
I remember her, okay?

[Maurice] Family.

You understand. It's the past.

We need to heal, b'y.

We used to come here.

We'd play when she was little.

[Jake] (Sigh)

Say I do help you.
Do you have a clue where she is?

[Maurice] Well there were
locals she used to frequent.

[Jake] (Sigh)

Alright Maurice, if I do this,
you have to promise that

when it's all over you come
with me quietly to the RNC--

[Maurice] I-- I-- I give you my word.
I-- I'd even-- I'd swear

on Al Capone's hat.

[Jake] Okay.

[Leslie] Is that true,
about your health?

[Maurice] Yeah, it is.
But I never begged. Never. I got

pride. But he did say you were
beautiful, and for the record you are.

(Mumbling)

As a matter of fact, I-- I
was-- I-- I was thinking--

I was wondering if the two us...

[Des] Oh man, oh man! Jake was

just arrested with Maurice.

What should I do?

I should do something.

Okay. Okay. Okay.
All we need, all we need is a plan.

[Tinny] Or you could just relax.

Uncle Jake knows
what he's doing.

[Des] Yeah, I know that.

Obviously I know that. Uh, Tinny?
Hello, hi! You know, in

some cultures it's considered
rude to be texting while you're

in the middle of a
conversation with someone.

[Tinny] Sorry.

[Des] Um... I don't get it.
Did you just... did you just say

you're... did you just apologize to me?
I'm-- I'm super confused.

[Tinny] Well don't
get used to it.

[Des] I won't.

[
]

[Jake] It was a dying man's wish.
What did you want me to

do? Plus I'm partly responsible for
his relationship with his niece.

[Leslie] Partly?

[Maurice] He had a tete-a-tete
with her down in St. Pierre.

[Leslie] Just continue.

[Maurice] That would
be my pleasure.

[Jake] Okay look, nobody here
recognizes Karen. Let's go.

We've wasted enough time.

[Jake] Whoa! You friggin meathead.
You watch where you're going.

(Whack) [Jake] Oh!

[Jake] Hang on. That isn't even
close to what actually happened.

First of all, I didn't even
see the guy when-- (Crash!)

[Jake] Ah!

[Horace] You know you're
not welcome here.

[Maurice] Horace! It's Maurice.

Here I was just telling somebody,
I don't know who it was.

About all the great
times we had.

What?

[Horace] I'm sorry to do this, but
you're not boss here any more.

[Maurice] You wouldn't
hurt a dying man.

(Whack)

[Jake] Uh, that... (Laughs)

That was supposed
to knock you out.

(Whack)

[Maurice] Would you cut
the crap and get to work?

[Jake] Ah!

You could have told me that, uh,
sailor white used to be your heavy.

[Maurice] Okay. Look, okay?

Karen's number.

[Jake] I guess this whole trip
wasn't a complete waste of time.

[Maurice] Well, I'll never
lead you astray Doyle.

[Maurice] Now the facts that
Doyle is depicting are nothing

but half-truths, fabrications,
bold faced lies.

[Jake] Says the man who's
niece won't even talk to him.

[Leslie] Look, you can
bicker all you want. I'm not

refereeing. I'm stretching my legs.
You two figure out your

story by the time I get back.

[Hood] Everything okay?

[Leslie] Yeah.
The room's just full of hot air.

[
]

[Walter] I don't know what to do, man.
It's like-- It's like

Sophie's choice or
something here.

[Mal] Walter, relax.
It'll work out.

[Walter] What if it doesn't?
I mean, obviously I think it will.

Because the sex is just... what?
Uh, no. I'm gonna stop talking now.

(Phone ringing)

[Mal] Good lad.

[Rose] Everything
okay with Jake?

[Mal] I don't know.
Leslie's been questioning him for a

while.
How are things on your end?

[Rose] I'm, uh, sitting trying
to figure out how Maurice was

gonna make his getaway.

[Mal] I don't what Jake's after,
but I'm sure it's something.

Keep on it.

[Rose] Okay, I will.
I'm just heading to the airport now.

I'll call you back and fill you in.

[Mal] Great. Gotta go.
Leslie's just stepped out.

[Mal] How's Jake doing?

[Leslie] He's a pain in the
arse, but he's fine. It'll be a

bit til you can see him.
He still has to answer a few questions.

[Mal] Being difficult?

[Leslie] Jake? Never.

[Walter] Well, I need to talk to him.
Um, well I'm-- I'm, I'm his

lawyer, so obviously he's going to
want to consult with me, right?

[Leslie] I'm sorry, Walter, but
for some reason he says he

doesn't want to see you.

[Walter] Oh, that's
not a good sign.

[Mal] What do you expect?

[Leslie] Actually Mal, can I borrow you?
Might be you can

shed some light on a few things.

[Mal] Yeah. Of course.

[Leslie] Come with me.

(Police station chatter)

[Leslie] - Okay Malachy, I gotta tell you--
[Mal] - Jake is driving you batty.

[Leslie] - Yes. And Maurice is--
[Mal] - Full of crap.

[Leslie] To his ears!

[Mal] So you need my take
to illuminate things.

[Leslie] Please.

[Mal] It started off as the best
kind of day, no Jake in sight.

But as we both know, that
never lasts for too long.

[Rose] Okay, well that clears up
payment for the Peterson/Myers

case, and, uh...
It looks like we're done.

[Mal] Great. I think we've
earned the afternoon off.

[Des] Tinny. Tinny, focus.

Focus.

[Mal] What's going on in there?

[Rose] Oh, Des is on the phone with
Tinny, helping her with her homework.

(Door opening)

[Jake] Just move it.

I know, I know. It's a long story.
You, sit down out of it.

Rose, dad, you remember Maurice?

[Mal] Becker.

[Maurice] Malachy. Been a while.

- You look fit. Well...
[Mal] - So, uh, you still trying

to kill us, or was that
just a passing fancy?

[Jake] Maurice is...
Well, he needs our help with his niece.

He's dying. It's a long story.

[Maurice] Liver.

[Jake] - Rose?
[Rose] - Mmm?

[Jake] This is Karen's phone
number, alright? I need you to

back track it.
It's out of order or something.

[Rose] I'll do what I can.

[Jake] Don't do nothing.

[Des] It's simple, okay?
String theory is the unified theory.

[Tinny] I don't care.

[Des] Yeah, I don't care either.

Okay, I'm lying. I really, really do care.
So none of this

is landing on you though, huh?

[Tinny] Nope.

[Des] Well, uh, you know, now that I'm
no longer in a relationship, uh...

[Tinny] Des. We all know you're single.
All anyone needs to do

is look at your sweaters to
know that you're single.

I'm kidding.

Your sweaters and your
sweater vests are so hot.

[Des] You really think so?

[Tinny] I don't... think so.

[Des] Hello? Hello?

[Mal] What the hell are you thinking?
That guy's a fugitive.

He tried to kill us both.

[Jake] But Maurice is up to something, okay?
And I'd rather

have him in my sights than lurking
in the shadows somewhere.

[Mal] This is about that girl, isn't it?
This is about Karen.

[Jake] No. Yes. No. What?

Partly. Look, Maurice is looking
for her, which ultimately means

it's gonna be our problem.

[Mal] Okay, I'll call in some
favors, see if anyone's heard

any rumblings about Maurice.

[Jake] Good. And I just wanted
to say that Malachy Doyle, you

are a wonderful father.

[Mal] Sorry.

[Jake] I want you to looking
into this, uh, guy for me.

[Mal] - Handsome fella
- Well, I don't see it, but

he's after Maurice so see
what you can dig up.

[Mal] Yeah, but remember, Jake,
Karen maybe easy on the eye, but

she's ruthless.

(Phone ringing)
[Jake] Point taken.

[Jake] Walter, yeah?

Blah blah blah blah,
blah blah blah blah.

[Leslie] "Blah blah blah"?

[Mal] Jake's always getting
phone calls about nonsense.

I try to tune him out. I would have died
from a migraine years ago if I didn't.

[Jake] - So is Leslie coming back or...
[Hood] - Sergeant Bennett is indisposed.

[Maurice] That'd be the smell
of Jake that keeps her away.

[Hood] So, what happened
after you visited the bar?

[Jake] After the bar
we went to my office.

[Hood] Hold it Doyle.
I'd rather hear this from your friend. More

likely to be true.

[Maurice] Good man.

[Maurice] What's wrong with you?

[Des] Ah, she-- Tinny-- She...
She doesn't quite understand my

passion for quantum physics.

I don't know... anything...
About anything.

[Maurice] Tinny.

It's a woman, is it?

Hmm. Well let me tell you,
understanding all of the

multi-verse universes that we
are likely to inhabit is a hell

of a lot easier than finding our
way in and out of the female

mind. Here. Head over to the cotton club.
Consider it research.

[Des] I will.

[Mal] Got something?

[Rose] Found an address that
matches the phone number.

It's, uh, a helicopter hangar out by
the airport registered to a

company from St. Pierre.

[Jake] Saddle up.

[Jake] "Saddle up"?

I would never say "saddle up".

What do I look like, McCloud?

[Maurice] Well maybe I got your
vernacular wrong, but I got your

temperament right. Shut up.

[
]

[Jake] Ah!

[Maurice] You going
out of your mind?

[Jake] I can't find any record of Karen
being involved in this place anywhere.

[Maurice] Maybe if you checked
the client directory.

[Jake] That's a brilliant idea.

Ah! It's taking some long time
for this thing to boot up.

[Maurice] Don't hit it.

[Jake] (Smacking)

[Jake] Come on. Do you actually
think that I'd act that way?

[Hood] I know you well enough that
nothing's beyond the realm of possibility.

[Jake] (Smacking)

[Maurice] Oh hang on.
That light supposed to be on normally?

[Jake] Must have triggered
the alarm somehow.

[Maurice] Somehow.

[Jake] Uh... uh...
Here's what we'll do.

Uh, when they come around the corner,
we'll just-- We'll just-- We'll-- We'll--

(whacking)

Whack them over the head.

[Maurice] Maybe talk to them.

(Footsteps)

[Jake] Oh.

(Clears throat)

Uh... hi, Karen.

It's, uh, great
to see you again.

[Karen] Who are you?

[Jake] I'm Jake. I'm Jake Doyle.

Don't you remember me?

Oh. Perhaps this will
refresh your memory.

[Jake/Karen] (Kissing)

[Jake] (Thud)

[Hood] That's not what
really happened, is it?

[Jake] Well... (Rewinding noise)

[
]

[Jake] Well, Karen.

It's been a long time.

[Karen] Mmm. Too long, Jake Doyle,
the private investigator man.

You look terrible.

[Jake] I wish I could
say the same about you.

[Karen] Yes, well, it's
my burden to bear.

[Jake/Karen] (Kissing)

[Jake] (Thud)

[Leslie] So what happened after
Jake visited the office?

[Mal] Well, with not much to go on,
I did what I thought was best.

[Leslie] Which was?

[Mal] I followed
Jake and Maurice.

(Cell phone ringing)

[Mal] I answered the call, and then I
saw some movement by the hangars, and--

[Leslie] Who called?

[Mal] Oh, it's not important.

[Leslie] I'll be
the judge of that.

[Mal] Walter?

[Walter] Uh, how's it hanging?

[Mal] You looking for Jake?

[Walter] Uh, no. Hey, no, uh, no.
I'm just, uh, I'm seeing how

you're doing, buddy.
I, uh, got a box for an upcoming ice caps

game. Uh, what do you say?

You in?

[Mal] Hey Walter, I know
about you and Kathleen.

[Walter] (Laughing) What--
What are you talking about?

[Walter] He knows.

He knows about us.

[Kathleen] So what?
Let's just have lunch.

[Mal] I spent a large part of
my life as an investigator.

[Walter] We weren't trying to
hide or anything. It just-- It--

It kind of happened, you know?

It's just one of those things.

Be quiet, you...
Hey daddy. Hi. Yeah.

You know, I'm a grown woman,
and I can make my own choices.

[Mal] Do you like him?

[Kathleen] Yeah. Yup.
I, uh... like, I think so.

[Mal] Walter's been a friend to
this family for a long time.

Just do me a favour,

when you break up with him,
don't make it my problem, okay?

[Kathleen] Wow,
that's encouraging.

[Walter] What did he say?

[Kathleen] He's thrilled.

[Walter] Right!

[Mal] Jake doesn't know.

You should tell him.

[Kathleen] 'Kay.

[Kathleen] (Giggle)

Daddy really wants
you to tell Jake.

Let's go.

[Leslie] Walter's dating Jake's
sister, and Jake doesn't know it?

[Mal] Try not to sound so happy.

[Leslie] (Laughing)

Sorry. Please continue.

[
]

[Mal] Where are you, Jake?

[
]

[Mal] Jake?

Jake?!

Sleeping on the job again?

[Jake] Oh no, I'm awake.

I'm awake.

[Mal] So who's responsible for
your nap, Maurice or Karen?

Told you that girl was trouble.

[Jake] Look, I can expect this
kind of thing from Maurice, but

I didn't expect it from Karen.

[Mal] You have that effect on women.
They like it best when you can't speak.

[Jake] Oh crap. I lost the gun.

[Mal] You packing heat now?

[Jake] Packing heat?

No, I'm not-- The gun
isn't mine, okay?

It was a long story.

[Jake] This is odd.

[Mal] So is this...
A parking ticket.

[Jake] Guess who's name it's made out in?
Maurice Becker.

(Door opening)

[Leslie] Hood, what happened?

[Hood] Jake and Becker are
having some disagreements.

[Leslie] (Sigh)

[Maurice] Do I have
to remind you who I am?

[Jake] A liar.

[Maurice] You're lucky
I'm dying, brother.

[Jake] Oh, you're dying--
Just cut the crap, alright?

You're not even sick.

[Leslie] You're both gonna
be if you don't settle down.

[Jake] He started it.

[Maurice] Oh careful.
I'm not well.

[Jake] Yeah, not in the head.

[Leslie] Hood.

[Jake] (Thud)

[Leslie] Take Maurice
to interview four.

Sit. Now I want the
rest of the story, no interruptions.

[Jake] Fine.

[Jake] Alright, so we got a
missing Maurice, and a missing

Karen. What else do we know?

[Mal] That Maurice is back in
town claiming to be dying from

some malady, and
looking for Karen.

[Rose] Yeah, well I've asked around.
Apparently there's no

love lost between
niece and Uncle.

[Jake] What about our
French friend here.

[Des] Oh, uh, I check the
criminal databank, but I

couldn't find anything on Guy
but he-- He's funny looking,

huh? I bet he gets
dumped on all the time.

[Jake] I find him
funny looking too.

[Rose] Oh yeah.

[Mal] Yeah.

[Jake] And he was packing heat.

He's got a beef against Maurice.

[Mal] Now Horace here is pretty
much Karen's lieutenant, the

same job as he used
to do for Maurice.

[Rose] And the helicopter hangar
you and Maurice went to, Karen

owns it. Seems she's gone legit.

[Jake] Pfft. I don't know about that.
She did drug me.

[Rose] Oh, and I got a hit on
the parking ticket. Maurice

recently bought a car at
a used car dealership.

[Jake] Good. Maybe they know something
about Maurice we don't. Let's go.

[Jake] You know what?
I'm just gonna skip ahead now.

[Leslie] Why? I already know
about Kathleen and Walter.

[Jake] (Sigh)

[Jake] So, buddy, what is it you
wanted to talk to me about?

[Walter] Yeah, I got-- I
gotta tell you something.

You know I love you, right?

[Jake] Of course. Walter, look.

You're the best friend a guy
could ever have, alright?

Whatever you have to
tell me, it's fine.

[Walter] I'm dating your sister.

I'm dating Kathleen.

[Jake] That's awesome.

I'm so happy for you.

I'm so happy for both of you.

(Clink) Cheers.

[Leslie] Jake, do you really
expect me to buy that?

[Leslie] You punched him.

[Jake] What?!

[Leslie] I saw Walter and his
black eye, and I know how you

can get with family.

[Jake] Hold on, hold on.

Okay, Kathleen is my sister, alright?
I'm her brother. Not her boyfriend.

[Walter] I'm dating Kathleen.

[Walter] Come on Jake.
It's-- it's not such a big deal, man.

It's like-- (Whack!)

[Leslie] So Walter just
walked into a door?

[Jake] How else do you think
he got the black eye?

[Leslie] Just finish the story.

[Jake] (Sigh)

[Guy] Le stylo.

[Karen] Mon livre.

[Maurice] L'argent.

[Leslie] Just wait a second.

Why are they talking
about books and pens?

[Jake] Well, they're not.

I just-- My French isn't very good.
I had to stop at grade

nine, but I had a really
hot French teacher.

[Leslie] Whatever. Continue.

[Guy] (Groan)

[Guy] You have no idea what you're doing.
You idiot.

[Jake] You're a cop?

[Guy] Oui.

(Whack)

(Gun shots)

[Jake] What the
hell is going on?

(Gun shot)

[Maurice] It's life, Jake.

Lovely. Tell your mother!

(Gun shot)

[Jake] Are you
trying to kill me?

[Maurice] If I wanted you
killed, you'd be dead by now.

[Jake] Give me that.

[Maurice] Don't hurt yourself.

(Gun shots)

[Jake] God, I hate guns.

You didn't leave me
much to work with.

Alright, here we go.

One... two... Three.

(Police siren)

[Cop] RNC. Hands up.

Hands! Hands!

[Jake] Uh... crap.

[Jake] And that's pretty much
about the time that you and hood

showed up, so can I get out
of these cuffs now please?

[Leslie] I'll think about it.

(Knocking)

[Leslie] Enter.

(Door opening)

[Guy] Hi. I'm, uh, Officer Guy
Racicot de La Surete du Quebec.

[Leslie] You're Guy?

[Guy] Mm hmm.

[Leslie] You're not
funny looking at all.

[Guy] Pa-- Pardon?

[Jake] Pretty sure that he's
making fun of you in... French.

[Leslie] - Officer Racicot, this is, um--
[Guy] - No, that's "ra-cee-co".

[Leslie] Racicot.

[Guy] Mm hmm.

[Leslie] This is Jake Doyle.

[Guy] Call me Guy.

[Jake] Call me Jake... Doyle.

I'm really sorry that I had
to knock you unconscious.

Twice.

[Guy] C'est correct. I'm used to it.
Happens all the time back in

LA belle province.

[Jake] You're a long way from
LA... quebec.

[Guy] Yeah. Uh, I'm on a special
assignment, to bring Becker back

to stand trial. He's involved in,
uh, rum and spirit smuggling

into quebec, and he got away
before we could get him.

[Jake] Leslie, did you get
Becker's full story yet, or...

[Leslie] Uh, yeah, we-- we just
wanted to get your story first.

[Jake] Really? Well I'd like to be there
when you get the... the rest of his.

(Clears throat)

[
]

[Rose] What we're definitely not
looking for is plane, bus or boat.

[Mal] They need something
to get them off the island.

[Rose] Yeah.
Oh well, I'll keep searching.

[Mal/Rose] (Kiss)

[Rose] Bye babe.

[Des] Hey.

[Rose] Hey. Listen, we need you
guys to go stake out a bar. Jake

met a guy there named Horace and if he
shows up again he may lead us to Karen.

[Tinny] A bar?
Are you sure we can go in there?

[Rose] Oh knock it off.
I know you have a fake I.D.

[Des] Whaaaat?
Tinny, that's terrible.

[Rose] And I know who
made it for her.

[Des] Whaaaat?
That's not... true.

[Tinny] Come on.

[Des] Okay.

[Guy] Can't wait
to hear this BS.

[Jake] That's one thing
we can agree on.

[Guy] That cop, uh, Leslie.

- She's--
[Jake] - Ah! Just shut up.

[Maurice] I had just
left the hangar.

[Leslie] You didn't stay to see your
niece who you'd been searching for?

[Maurice] No.

[Guy] (Scoff)

[Maurice] I was afraid, you know?
I was too embarrassed to

face her for all the
wrongs I had done.

[
]

[Karen] Uncle Maurice!

[
]

[Karen] Maurice, non.

[Jake] (Shouting)

[Maurice] Run Karen!

[
]

(Gun shots)

[Maurice] Alright, how
many bullets was that?

[Jake] What?

I-- I-- I don't know.

Just make it stop.

(Gun shot)

[Guy] That liar.

(Door opening)

[Leslie] What's going on?

[Guy] Tell the truth.

[Maurice] I am, cop!

[Guy] I didn't fire on you.

[Jake] Okay, just take
it easy, alright pally?

[Leslie] You shouldn't
be in here, Guy.

[Guy] (French)

[Guy] I should what?
Stay out there and let this scum lie about me?

[Maurice] (French)

[Maurice] Oh God.

[Jake] What's wrong Maurice?

Are you dying?

[
]

[Jake] Oh...

Anyone wanna
call an ambulance, or...

(Ambulance siren)

[Leslie] Maurice is fine.
The doctors couldn't find anything

physically wrong with him, but
they want to keep him overnight

for observation.

[Jake] So he was faking.

I knew it.

[Guy] That's fine.
As long as he comes back to quebec with me.

[Leslie] About that...
Maurice stays here. I'm sorry.

[Guy] I understand.
How can I be mad at someone so beautiful?

Can I see Maurice?

[Leslie] Yeah. Of course.

[Jake] "Of course".

You know, your new...
Boyfriend is becoming a real

pain in the ass.

[Leslie] Maybe I should ask him

out. He is beau et charmant.

[Jake] Well people have told me I
can be very beau et charmant

as well, but I don't run around
charmanting it in, you know,

people's faces.

[
]

[Guy] He's gone.

Maurice escaped.

[Leslie] Guy, check room by room.
He couldn't have got far

without help. I'll phone it in.

Lock this whole
hospital down, now!

[Des] Okay. Alright.
So maroon, or horizontal striped? The

maroon really accentuates my
slender figure, and the stripes

really do-- Oh!

[Walter] Whatcha doing?

[Des] Um, I'm just, uh,
preparing for an upcoming

stakeout. I want to make sure
the bad guys can't see me.

[Walter] You're trying to
look good for a girl.

[Des] How'd you know?

[Walter] Well, you know.

[Des] Here. You got a minute?

Just come with me.

Okay. I think Tinny might,
like, "like" me.

[Walter] Okay, well you gotta get
in there, because guys like

us, we gotta take these opportunities
where we can get them.

[Des] (Laughs)

I've been known to
capture a lady or two.

[Walter] What like,
like illegally?

[Des] No!
No, like capture their hearts.

[Walter] Okay. Alright.
It's just you have to do everything

in your power to get Tinny
or you're gonna die alone.

[Des] Okay. Okay! Yeah, you're right.
Yeah! I'm not going to

let my fear of Jake or Mal or
Rose or Kathleen or you or Tinny

herself get in my way.

[Walter] Yeah!
That's the spirit!

[Des] Yeah!
How'd you get that black eye again?

[Walter] I told Jake I
was dating Kathleen.

[Des] Right.

Oh I'm so dead.

[Jake] Hey, did you
find anything?

[Guy] Nothing.

Hey, um, by the way,
sergeant Bennett-- Leslie--

Uh, do you know if she's,
uh, dating anyone?

[Jake] Yes. She has a big, uh, boyfriend.
He plays hockey with

the Flatrock Flyers. Goon.

Forward chopper. Very violent.

I'd stay clear if I was you.

[Guy] I see. I-- I thought
she was giving me signals.

[Jake] I didn't see any signals.

[Guy] No?

[Jake] This whole thing right now,
it's ridiculous. We should

be out there looking for Maurice,
you know what I mean?

(Whack)

[Jake] (Thud)

[
]

[Jake] (Groaning)

[
]

[Jake] This guy is a knob.

I knew there was something
I didn't like about him.

[Mal] Besides the fact that
Leslie likes him better than

you?

[Jake] Oh you're hilarious.
What do you got on him? He attacked

me! I know he's
working for Maurice.

[Mal] Rose is looking into it.

In the meantime, one my old
friends sent me this.

[Jake] What is it?

[Mal] It's a copy of the case
the crown's putting together

against Karen. Her legitimate
helicopter business is not so

legitimate.

[Jake] She's using the helicopters
to smuggle rum. Man,

she is smart and attractive.

[Mal] RNC have a warrant out for
Karen, so she rarely leaves

St. Pierre, only when she is
overseeing a large consignment

of rum. Word on the street is
she got one just days ago, and

she traded her rum for a
load of bearer bonds.

[Jake] Maybe she's taking those
bonds back to St. Pierre right

now.

[Mal] That's probably why Maurice
is here too. He's after

the bonds, not Karen.

[Rose] Guys, I just talked to
guy's captain at the quebec

police force. Turns out he's not
on assignment. He's here on

vacation.

[Jake] So the douche cop
from quebec has gone rogue.

[Rose] Hm, a good looking on too, hey?
Huh. And get this.

The police also found his abandoned
car rental at the corner of

Portugal cove and
McDonald drive.

[Jake] That's right by Karen's hangar.
Let's go.

[
]

(Fog horn)

[Mal] Looks like we're too late.

[Jake] Man, I thought
we had him.

(Coins falling)

[
]

[Mal] That's weird.

[Guy] (Muffled pleas)

[Jake] (Laughing)

[Jake] Man, what does
Leslie see in you?

[Guy] (Muffled talking)

[Jake] Where's Maurice?

[Guy] I don't know.

[Jake] Well that's funny,
because we're pretty sure you

helped him escape.

[Guy] Hey! I brought him--
(Groan) I brought him here...

But then Horace got
the jump on me.

[Mal] Horace?
Isn't he Karen's man?

[Guy] Yeah, I thought so.
All I know is that when I woke up I

was hanging from the stairs and
both him and Maurice were gone.

[Mal] So what's your story?

Maurice paying you off?
We know you're not on special assignment.

[Jake] Oh, he doesn't want to talk.
I see.

[Guy] Hey! Hey! Hey!

What the hell? Let me down!

[Jake] Talk or I'll
drop you on your head.

[Guy] You wouldn't understand.

[Mal] Try us.

[Guy] (Groan)

Maurice is like my white male.

[Jake] Uh...
You-- "Your white" what?

[Guy] My white male.

[Mal] You mean "white whale".

[Guy] Ah, oui. C'est ca.

Look, I've been working this
case for years, but he--

But he keeps slipping away.

When I learned that he was
here, I took some time off and

I decided to come here and get
him and bring him to quebec.

[Mal] I can commiserate.
There's always that one case for every

cop. But if Maurice is yours, why'd you
help him break out of the hospital?

[Guy] (Laughs)

(Speaking in French)

[Guy] I'm an idiot. I cut a deal with him.
I'd help him get out

of the hospital and let him tie
up a loose end, and in exchange

he'd come back to quebec with me.
But he didn't keep his side of the bargain.

[Jake] Wow. That was...
Really stupid.

[Guy] You're stupid.

[Mal] Yeah.
Who would fall for Maurice's lies?

(Phone ringing)

[Jake] Hey, just let him down,
alright, before he starts to cry.

[Guy] (Grunt)

[Jake] Yeah?

[Tinny] Uncle Jake, we
have movement at the bar.

[Jake] Did Horace come back?

[Tinny] No, Karen. She just walked
in carrying a large duffle bag.

[Jake] Okay, good.
Call me, alright, if anything changes.

[Des] Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Um... do you eat?

[Tinny] Calm down now.

[Des] No, no.

I mean, uh-- I mean, um--
Uh, we could get some food,

just to celebrate the,
uh, the stakeout.

[Tinny] Are you asking me out?

[Des] What?

No. No. No! (Laughs)

No. Why would I do that?

I mean, that's crazy.

That's stupid.

You'd have to be...
(Cell phone chiming)

[Tinny] Whoa! Eyes off, Dessie.

[Jake] Well, I got some good news.
Looks like we got a lead

on your, uh, "white male".

[Guy] Ha ha. Funny. Ha ha, funny.
I get the joke. It must

be tough for you, huh, though, not
talking either official language?

[Mal] (Laughs)

[Jake] Karen was spotted
back at Horace's bar.

[Mal] Probably meeting Horace
before heading back to St. Pierre.

[Guy] Then that's where Maurice is.
I heard him talking to

Horace about getting Karen's
bonds before I, uh, passed out.

[Jake] Let's go.

[
]

[Guy] Okay, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

[Guy] (Speaking French)

[
]

[Jake] Well, well, well.
Looks like you've been stood up.

Trust me. I've been there.

[Karen] That doesn't surprise me at all.
What do you want?

[Jake] Well, I can tell you
it isn't your bearer bonds.

[Karen] Huh, if it's me you're after,
I am way, way out of your league.

[Jake] Oh!

[Leslie] Hands up.

(Excited bar chatter)

[Leslie/Karen] (Grunts)

[Leslie] Welcome to Canada.

[Karen] I was born here.

[Jake] That was
very interesting.

[Guy] Indeed.

[Leslie] What a cliche.

[Karen] Totally.

[Jake/Guy] What?

[Karen] Let go.

(Duffle bag unzipping)

[Guy] Nice moves. Nice.

[Jake] What's this?

[Leslie] Tourist pamphlets?

[Karen] That's not possible.

[Mal] Where's the bearer bonds?

(Phone ringing)

[Guy] He beat us here. Maurice!

[Jake] Hello?

[Maurice] Did you get my present, Doyle?
You should

really come and spend a weekend, you know?
The rum is to die for.

[Jake] How'd you do it?
How did you steal the bonds?

[Maurice] Oh, that little gem.

Well that was simple.
You were so willing to believe that I

would want to make amends with a
niece like Karen that you didn't

see what was going on.
I stole her bonds ages ago. I did need

your help to find out where
Karen was staying, but our trip

to the bar had another motive.
I needed Horace's services. I knew

he was unhappy with Karen so I
persuaded him to flip to my

cause. He'd be almost
as helpful as you were.

[Jake] It's been a long time.

[Maurice] I knew you'd find
Karen, but that you'd create a

distraction that would allow me
to grab the bonds. However, my

luck wouldn't hold.
Karen and Guy caught up to me.

[Jake] (Grunting)

[Maurice] I was barely able to
hide the bonds before the police

nabbed me. Then Horace picked
the back-pack up, and I

rendezvoused with him
courtesy of your friend Guy.

[Jake] That sounds like
a perfect little crime.

[Maurice] Oh it was Doyle.

Thanks to you.

[
]

[Maurice] Alright, let's
get off this island.

[Jake] Yeah, there's gonna be
a slight delay. Maybe 15, 20

years, possibly less if you
exhibit signs of good behaviour.

[Maurice] You arse-hole.

How did you figure this out?

[Jake] Well, it
was kind of easy.

[Maurice] Here, look.

[Jake] I had a theory that
was confirmed that you were

recruiting Horace at the bar.

Then I noticed you'd taken
a back-pack from the

helicopter hangar.
I just didn't know what was in it.

[Jake] Just gimme that!

[Jake] However at the
dealership, I noticed you'd

stashed the back-pack somewhere.

Then my theory was reinforced
when you told your little folk

tale earlier. You didn't mention
Horace or the back-pack being at

the dealership. And then Rose,
she checked all the exit routes

off the island. It was right under our nose.
You were going

to use Karen's own helicopter to
get out of here. I guess that's

why you brought me here earlier.

You needed to find a place
to take off in this thing.

[Maurice] Yeah.
Cards well played, sir.

(Police siren)

[Maurice] But this-- This ain't over.
Not quite.

I-- I just have to go away and-- and--
and think about it a little bit.

[Maurice] Hey boys. Come on.

(Door opening)

[Des] (Clears throat)

[Tinny] What's your problem?

[Des] I'm sorry, you know, about earlier.
I-- I should have asked

you out properly. Proper.

[Tinny] I would
have said no, Des.

[Des] Okay. Well, you didn't let
me finish, 'cause I was gonna

say, um, I didn't ask you out
because I don't, like, "like" you.

[Tinny] Good.

I don't like, "like" you either.

[Des] Good.

[Tinny] Good.

[Des] (Sigh)

[Mal] Cheers.

[Jake] I earned this.

[Walter] Okay Jake,
can I talk to you?

Oh really? Seriously?

The silent treatment?

What are we, 10?!

Okay, great. Great.

Stay silent after this.

(Bang)

[Mal] Enough!

You're not in grade school anymore.
Hash it out.

(Bar chatter)

[Walter] You slept
with my sister first.

[Jake] Yeah, but when you found out you--
You punched me in the face. Remember?

[Jake] Alright, b'y, look. Fine.

Okay? It's fine. Kathleen's a big girl.
She can take care of herself.

[Walter] Good.

[Kathleen] Hey. I'm going out
with Walter, Jake. So if you

don't like it, too bad.

[Jake] Uh, I don't care.

[Walter/Kathleen] (Kissing)

[Jake] That is just gross, alright?
So knock it off.

[Kathleen] Okay, come on.
We're gonna be late.

[Jake] That is disgusting.
You should be ashamed of yourself.

[
]

[Jake] You look nice.

Big night?

[Leslie] Yeah. Dinner.

- Oh yeah? You, uh, you got a hot date or...
[Leslie] - Depends on what you

consider hot. It's with Guy.

[Jake] Well I don't consider
that hot, actually.

[Leslie] I'm only joking.
The only dinner plans I have is with

my sister who's in town.

[Jake] Ah!

(Relieved laugh)

I didn't know you had a sister.

You, uh, you two,
are you, eh, close?

[Leslie] Don't even
think about it.

[Jake] It's funny because I
thought I sensed some chemistry

between you and, uh, Guy.

[Leslie] He's not all that.

[Jake] Come on.

You know I don't speak French.

What does that mean?

[
]

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