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Mal: Every time Martin
Poole comes to town--

I end up in jail.

[Punch.]

Do you want to know your time
of death or will I?

You drugged my wife?

It was for her own good.

Hey!

[Bang. Crash.]

Let's make a deal.

If you stick around.
I promise I'll always be here.

If you call me, I'll show up.

Simple.

You look really amazing,
by the way.

You're looking
pretty fit yourself.

Leslie:
If you disappear

like that again,

don't bother coming back.

Are we having a baby?

I don't know.

But I'm not pregnant.

You look sad.

Yeah, maybe.
A little.

How does anybody ever
read this crap?

Hey Leslie!

I was thinking maybe we should
take the day off and

go for a --
a jaunt up the

shore or--

And hear me out on this--

We could just --

stay here and make out.

Jake, b'y.
Sometimes

I wonder if that's the only
thing you ever think about.

That's not the only thing
I thinks about.

For example, what
I'm thinking right now,

is I'm imagining that towel
of yours should just

fall off to the floor.

Well.

I thought we should probably
slow things down a bit.

You know. Especially considering
almost getting pregnant and all.

Or, and hear me
out on this again.

We could go in the
opposite direction.

We could speed things up,
and, you know,

try and make our own
little tiny human people.

You're crazy.

What's so crazy about two people
in love wanting to have babies?

I can't.

I can't, uh. I can't
miss work today.

I got a woman

on the No-Fly list
who arrived last night.

It's an important assignment.

I don't like
the sounds of that.

I'm a big girl. I know
how to do my job.

I'm a police woman. I
fight bad guys, remember?

Hey, I'm just saying that,

you know, I think we would
have pretty cool kids.

Obviously, I bring the average
down a lot, but--

You more than make up for it.

I'm going. I'm going.

[Phone rings.]

Yeah?

Rose:
Hey Jake.

Have you seen your father?

He went to get breakfast
an hour ago.

You know, maybe he just
forgot where he lives.

He is getting older now.

You know, in fact, We should
probably just tag him.

Jake.

Alright. I'll look into it.
I'll give him a buzz

and see where he is.

Thank you. And let me know
if you hear anything.

[Ring.]

[Phone rings from nearby.]

This is a really good
look for you.

Behind you.

[Whack.]

I'm gonna kill you.

[Car revs]

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Thanks for coming in,
Miss Goodwin.

This should only take
a few minutes.

I really don't understand the
problem, Sergeant Bennett.

I'm only on the No-Fly list
in the States.

That may be true.

And I know you
haven't been flagged

for the Canadian
Passenger Protection Program.

But--

I just wanted to have a chat.

See what you're doing in town.

Well, that seems
a little prejudicial.

I'm just here for a conference.

In and out in three days.
Purely business.

It says here you work for a
computer security company.

I'm the head of the company.

So--

There's no reason to
suspect an incident

like the one in Chicago

would happen here.

I wasn't responsible
for Chicago.

So you've got nothing
to worry about.

You buy her story?

Elaine's hiding something.

But we got nothing
to hold her on.

You're right.

But keep some eyes on her.

We can't take any chances
with someone like that.

Hey. I could use some help.

You guys interested?

For sure.

We're actually working on
something for Hood.

Tinny:
We can do that anytime.

What did you have in mind,
Sergeant?

A little surveillance.

Okay boys.

Argh!

Oh! That hurts. Did you
have to get physical?

Was that necessary?

That's a little extreme,
don't you think?

Extreme?

You knocked me out and threw me
in the trunk of my own car.

Now it's your turn.

What are you gonna
do with that?

There's no time to
explain, here.

A man's life is in danger. We can
save a man's life right here.

What the hell
are you talking about? Who?

I don't know. Some guy
in a black SUV.

I didn't really get a name.
And it doesn't matter.

This guy is gonna
die right here

in this spot in five minutes

unless we do
something about it.

Yeah!

And you decide to knock us out
and drag us here.

Exactly. Finally. Yes.
And given our history--

I didn't know if you guys would
come willingly. So...

Something we agree on.
Jake. Let's go.

Wait, wait, wait.
Martin.

I'll play along.

How did you get
this information?

Well I can't really divulge
anything like that.

Suffice it to say, it's from
a very reliable source.

Okay. The source is me.

I was the one that was
hired to take out this target.

So you - Crazy

McCrazy--

All of a sudden
you're a hit man now.

Yeah.
No, no, not hit--

Look-- I took the
money for the hit.

But I wasn't gonna
execute the hit.

You understand?

Murder for hire, Martin?

This is the worst thing
you've ever done.

And I have a list.

Lemma tell you.
Okay, Now--

I'm no the only guy that's hired to
take this particular target out.

And if any of the other guys
show up here,

who did take the gig, I'm sure they
haven't got the same moral compass--

The same sense of social
responsibility I do that--

A black SUV.

See? I wasn't lying.
That's the guy.

Dad.
I think I just saw

a flash from a scope

out of that open window.

Mal:
Perfect perch for a sniper.

Okay, you go check on that. I'll
try to warn our would-be target.

I'll stick with Jake.

Hey.

What? Ow!

Nice try, but I'm not letting you
out of my sight.

Hey, you might wanna get back in your car.

Look. I don't know
what your game is,

but you better
push on right now.

Okay, look. This sounds
weird. I get that.

But your life might
be in danger.

Turn around and walk
away or your life

will be in danger.
You got me?

Martin.
Is this a scam?

No. It's not a scam.
I'm surprised at you.

That's kind of off side.

See?

You know what? You're big enough
to take care of yourself.

So...

Wait a minute.

Hey.

Why do you have a picture
of Leslie Bennett?

[Gunshot.]

Down!

[Bang.]

Oof!

Hey!

Martin.
You gonna help me here?

Well, I am.
I'm watching the exit.

Uggh!

Arrgh!

Vinnie.

What the hell are you doing?

Why are you double
crossing me like this?

This isn't what we agreed.

You double crossed
me first, Martin.

I what?

This is payback.

Martin:
Malachy?

You okay?

What?

You know the sniper?

Okay.
This is your last chance.

Tell me what's going on.

Okay, Mal.
Don't lose your temper.

It's not good for your health.

I mighta hired the guy.

What are you doing here?

We got a call about shots
being fired.

That's pretty accurate.
Look-- I'm on a case.

It's a long story,
but--

this fella -- It appears
he was a target.

He had a picture of you.

Me?
Any idea who he was?

He's about this tall, black
jacked, beardy face.

Are you describing yourself?

No. Look --

Whatever's
going on with this guy.

I can't help but feel that
maybe, maybe you're in danger.

Jake. Stop it.

I get the drill.

But you're a good cop.

And you've caused some serious

problems for some bad people
over the years.

Jake. If I worried about every
criminal I put behind bars,

I'd lose my mind.

Mal: You subcontracted
out the hit?

Whoa, whoa.

Like I told you before Malachy. I
wasn't involved in any of this.

Look. Definitely, I was not gonna
handle any of this by myself.

I just wanted to grab the money and not
end up at the bottom of the harbour.

The day isn't over yet.

What the hell does this have
to do with Leslie Bennett?

I'm not sure.

All I knew about,
was the actual meeting.

And like I told him, I was
just gonna grab the briefcase.

What's in the case?

Drugs. Probably.
Definitely.

It's gotta be drugs.
You know what?

This is all one big fat
misunderstanding.

You got me on this?

I'm actually the good guy here.

It's always a big misunderstanding
when it comes to you, Martin.

There she is!
Rosie,

Where have you been?

Mal:
Misunderstanding?

Rose. You're ex-husband is
moonlighting as a hit man.

I think we should turn him in.

Jake: No, no, no. We're
not turning him in-

Until we know who all
the players are.

I got a feeling he's not
gonna talk to the cops.

No.

Okay, fine! I'll take him
back to the office.

Keep him out of trouble.

See that's why I married here.
That's why we married her, right?

The compassionate spirit.

Come on baby.

No, no. You're not going anywhere
until we get some leads.

Like where did you find
this hit man?

I'll tell you again. I phone
this guy at the hotel--

that hotel that's by the gas
station -- what's it called?

The Delta.

The Delta. I told him: You
gotta stop. But he wouldn't.

He wouldn't stop.

Mal: I'm gonna check
with the front desk.

Show them this photo of
Vinnie that Rose sent us.

See if anyone's laid
eyes on him.

Aright.
I'll check out the bar.

Of course you will.

Ha, ha.

Jake:
Hmm. Carter Campbell.

Age: twenty one. Eye colour:
Black and blue.

Doesn't say that on there.

Not yet.

But you're buying drinks
for an underage girl.

Anything can happen.

Really Jake?

Stalk much?

I'm gonna dumb
this down for you.

Obviously because
you're really dumb.

That girl is sixteen years old,
which makes her a minor,

which really makes
me pissed off.

And you're
a so-called adult.

You're supposed to know better.

You really need to mind
your own bus--

Aaa aaa aaa aaah.

[Slurred] What are you doing?

Sorry I can't understand you.

It must be with this hook thing
through your lip.

Now I think what you're
saying is I'm really sorry Jake.

I promise, I'll never see Sloan
ever, ever again, right?

Good.

See? You're getting smarter
every second.

Walk away.

Thank you for that.

That guy was my partner.

We've been working a bunch of
convention guys all day.

You're stealing credit cards?

It's all company accounts.

These guys just blow their money
on booze anyways.

Might as well spend it
towards a good cause.

Me.

Buddy.
Someone dropped that.

Now, listen.
You're a good girl.

Oh, my God.
Will you leave me alone?

I don't need a body guard.

Sloan, you gotta stop
acting like this.

Okay, dressing like a
twenty five year old

and running around with douchebags
that are only trying to make a score.

This is all gonna end you
back up in juvie

or worse.

You're better than this.

Mal:
Sloan?

What are you doing here?

Getting lectured, apparently.

Dad. Vinnie's here.

With the missus
in the blue suit.

Who's she?

I don't know. I'll
have Des look into here.

Maybe she's the one
who hired Martin.

Either way, she looks
pretty pissed off.

We need to put a tracker
on Vinnie.

Agreed. He's the only one who
can lead us to our target.

And if Leslie's tangled up in all
of this, I gotta find out how.

Okay. But Vinnie knows
me from the sniper's perch.

He thinks
I'm working with Martin.

And he had a pretty good
look at your too.

Oh my God.
I am sooo sorry.

Did she just--?

Yeah. I think she did.

Vinnie Walsh, the man Martin
hired to take out the target.

A traitor and a turncoat.

Well, can you blame him?

You did say you only paid Vinnie
a thousand bucks.

And Vinnie has a previous
attempted murder charge

and he never served
any time for it.

Where did you find him Martin?

On the interweb.

I goggled him.
That's where I get

everything these days.

What about the target?
Did you get a name?

It took forever and a day.
A good day, anyway.

But I did a reverse image
search, and I got a hit.

Callum Pardy.

That's the guy.

That's the guy
I was hired to take out.

That's the poor old
fella right there.

Martin.

This is a new low.
Even for you.

You take a hit job.

Then you subcontract it out just
to clear your warped conscience,

which it doesn't, by the way.

Well, what could I do?

I was in debt really bad.
So what I decided --

I'd try my hand at an
honest man's work.

I was doing a little racketeering,
a little point shaving,

some match fixing there.

I mean, nothing illegal.

They're all illegal.

--ish.
Certainly frowned upon.

Matter of opinion.

But I guess a leopard
can't reverse...

How does that expression go?

Rose:
I don't care. Martin.

Let's just put your issues
aside for the moment.

We need to focus on this target.
This Callum Pardy.

What do we know?

I couldn't find
anything on him.

There's no bank account.
There's no credit cards.

And the SUV isn't a rental.

Okay. Well there's no paper
trail. That's unusual.

Unusual? A drug dealer
who only uses cash?

Never heard of that.

Okay. Fine. So...

One drug dealer hires you to
take out another drug dealer?

Oh, Rosie. It does
kind of make sense.

Eliminate the competition.

That's Business 101.

Which I aced by the way.
No big deal.

[Ring.]
I'm just saying.

I hate Grayson.

Hey Mal.

Rose?

Did you get anything from
Martin on the target?

No. Not yet.
But--

Des managed to find a name.
Callum Pardy. Ring any bells?

No. Nudding.
What's his background?

Well see, that's the thing.

We can't find one.

Jake:
Okay. Stay on it.

We're tracking Vinnie.

Looks like he's headed
to Pleasant Street.

Okay.

Martin:
I think I might get

a drink downstairs.

Get a real drink.

Maybe a pint of beer
or something like that.

Anybody wanna join me?

No?

You know? I sense some
serious regret in him.

Or maybe he just needs
some time alone. You know?

To really think about
what he's done.

Yeah. Or he's headed
for that briefcase.

Right. Hopefully
filled with regret.

Let's follow him.

Jake:
There's the SUV.

Any sign of Vinnie?

No.

Something's not right.

Jake:
There he is.

Are you just gonna
let him get kidnapped?

Jake:
Well, as tempting as that is,

I don't think we can.
In fact...

I got a plan.

It's gonna involve this.

Jake: Hey there, Hitman.
Long time no--

shoot.

I don't know who you are,
but you're in my way.

I'm here to tell you that Martin
has called off the hit. Alright?

So technically, you're fired.

I don't work for that lying
ball sack anymore.

Well, he is a ball sack.

But let me ask, are you working
for this missus in the suit?

I was just wondering
the same thing.

What the hell is he doing here?

You're coming with me.

Not without me, he's not.

Key?

Get in the van.

Now.

Martin? What do you
think you're doing?

Nothing.

Actually I
did pretty good here.

Look at this.
One try and I was right in.

Nice work.

I mean, that's bad.

Martin, we are trying
to protect you

and you keep putting
yourself in danger.

Just trying to right
the wrongs, Rosie.

With another wrong. I
been there, Martin.

Okay, let's go. Now,
now, now.

You know, had this handled.

Now we're both gonna get killed
and it's gonna be all your fault.

Oh yeah. You seemed really on top of it
as you were being dragged to the van.

What are you gonna do
for you next trick?

Slip into a coma?

[Tires spin.]

Always have a spare
handcuff key.

You know what? You should
be writing this stuff down.

You have no idea what you're
getting in the middle of.

Why don't you educate me?

And while you're at it, tell me what
it all has to do with Leslie Bennett?

I'm not telling you
you anything.

Yeah, well,
I'm gonna need to know.

And I'm gonna have to find out,

whether I gotta kick
the crap outa you or not.

Give me my cuffs back.

Don't forget your key.

Police. Don't move.

Callum?

[Bang.]

[Crash.]

Leslie!

Oof!

Jake:
Leslie!

Leslie. Leslie.

We got an officer down--

--on Pleasant Street.

Jake:
Oh God.

Are you okay?

Leslie?

Oh thank God
you were wearing a vest.

He was aiming for my head.
I owe you.

Oh man, if anything had
happened to you.

Come on. Nice and easy.
I got you.

Where is everyone?

Well Vinnie.
Vinnie's over there.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

I swear to God--

I don't know what I would have done
if anything had happened to you.

Jake. I'm good.
Where's Callum?

Yeah. I don't know.
But speaking of Callum.

I mean, not to sound jealous,

but you wanna tell me
who the hell he is?

Jake. I can't talk
about that now.

Is Leslie okay?

The jury's still out
on that one.

Constables.
I'll take it from here.

I got two words for you.

Martin Poole.

Martin:
Kinda seems like old times,

doesn't it?

Deja friggin vu.

Heh, heh!

Rose.
What are you doing here?

She's my lawyer.
My mouthpiece over here.

You're here to defend him?

Or, if you wanna put him jail.
I'm okay with that too.

No, you don't mean that.

I do.

She doesn't mean that.

Rose. Can I see you in the hall,

for a second?

Sure.

Be careful.

Martin:
Whoa. Whoa.

We won't be needing those.

Hey. I don't know what these
Doyles have been telling you.

But I've pretty much been
a model citizen

ever since my dark
days behind bars.

Who hired you to kill
a dead man?

Dead? What the hell are
you talking about?

I was handcuffed to the guy.

Ha. Ha. Right. Very funny.
Unless he was a ghost.

Or a zombie. Or like,
a ghost zombie?

Des.

Right. Okay. Well, right here, Mister
Smarty Pants, is a death certificate--

Saying that

Callum Pardy died
eight years ago.

And it's pretty sad, okay?

Because he looks really young.

Explains why we couldn't find
anything on him.

No credit cards. Bank accounts.
Not even a--

parking ticket.

What about our mystery lady.
Anything on her?

Oh. Elaine Goodwin. A known associate
of black market smugglers--

Guns, drugs, you name it.

So what's she doing in town?

Well she has
reinvented herself.

And now runs a computer
security company,

which is very interesting,
because her name is

on the American No-Fly list.

Wait a minute. Leslie's working some
case about a missus on a No-Fly list.

Well, she is in town for
a conference, but--

By the looks of it, she hasn't been
attending any of the sessions. Oh, and--

Check this out.

Jake:
That looks like the

briefcase that
Callum was holding.

Yeah, a traffic camera caught
Elaine with it.

She must have followed
the hit man there.

So she must have hired
him and Martin.

Bingo. I checked Martin's
bank records.

And money was transferred
from a numbered account

belonging to.
Elaine Goodwin.

So, if she has the briefcase,
what now?

Heading out of town?

Doesn't explain why
she has the briefcase

or how Leslie's
tangled up in all of this.

Leslie told you to
back off the case.

Maybe we should take
her advice.

She does carry a gun.

Okay look. I know. But she could
have been killed today.

And I can't back off.

Not until I know
that she's safe.

Yeah. We're with you there, son.
So what now?

Des, you check in the Delta. See if there's
any sign of Elaine checking in there.

I'm on it.

Jake, you and me. Let's go back
to where we saw Callum.

He must have a place there.

You know, I think I might be
actually more useful at this point,

if we started to initiate

some discussion about what you might be
offering me in terms of witness protection.

Now I don't require a mansion,
or anything like that.

But a backyard and pool,
that would be nice.

Okay. How's about this
for a deal.

Okay shoot.

You talk.

And I don't turn you in for that
American warrant for theft

I noticed was pending.

I could have you extradited
in a second.

And I got a feeling their
prisons aren't as nice.

Okay, okay. Wait, wait,
wait, wait.

Relax. Sit down.

I'll tell you something
here now.

You got a lot more in common with
Jake Doyle than what you think.

You're kinda tough.

I found this in the back of

Callum Pardy's SUV.

Never seen it before,
so I'm figuring it's the--

--the drug
flavour of the week.

Something like that.

I hope you're making inroads
and cracking down on it.

This isn't drugs.

It's not drugs?

What is it?

Bennett. I didn't
know anyone was in here.

What's going on?
You okay?

Yeah. We're good.

He doesn't know anything.

You good?

Jake:
You see anything?

Mal:
No.

Who's that?

Not sure.

(Knock, knock, knock)

Mal:
Is that a salute?

Is Callum military?

[Door bangs.]

Argh! Son of a bugger!

[Door lock opening.]

[Phone rings.]

Surprise surprise. Once again
Martin's not telling us everything.

He's rotten.
But that's his M.O.

If Callum's military,

this whole thing is a lot bigger than drugs.
I'm telling you.

So what now?

Now? I have to fulfill a promise
I made to Callum.

Elaine:
Yeah?

Are you gonna get me outta
here, or what?

No. I can't fly commercial
with the powder.

Not to mention the
cops are all over me.

Well, that's what
I pay you for.

Figure it out.

Call me on my cell.

Hey. So what do you think?

Now a good time for me to give
you that boot in the arse?

Tire screech,

Well, you're persistent,

I'll give you that.

We're persistent? You're the one
who couldn't stay dead.

We know you're listed
as deceased.

Let me guess. You were deceased, but now
you're just-- You're feeling much better.

Still not talking.

Okay, look, buddy.

We know that you're
probably a soldier.

And whatever you have
in that suitcase

is likely very, very valuable.

Mal:
Jake?

You might want to see this.

First you got a bunch of
pictures of Leslie.

And now you got a bunch
of pictures of me.

You better be some kind
of paparazzi.

Or this is just kinda creepy.

Hey.
Des, where you been?

I was at the Delta.

Speaking of Martin,
where is he?

Leslie still has him down
at the station.

Did you find anything?

Uh, yeah, yeah I did.

Check this out.

This briefcase.

But it was empty.

It looks like she transferred
the contents to a suitcase.

Well, that's smart. Everyone's
looking for the briefcase.

Yeah, but now she's not letting
that suitcase out of her sight.

You know there was something
strange about that briefcase too.

It was made out
of heavy material.

Like so heavy that if you
were to drop it on your toe,

it would turn a weird
purplish greenish colour.

And the nail's kinda hang---

The case.

Right, right, right.

It's a lead lined briefcase used for
transporting volatile medical supplies.

Medical supplies?

Yeah, and when I overheard Elaine
talking about the contents,

she referred to it as
"the powder."

What kind of powder needs to be
transported in a lead lined case?

So Callum's not selling drugs.

He's selling
radioactive materials.

Look, this has nothing to do
with you or Leslie, okay?

Well, I was right. Obviously
he's a photographer.

He's doing a spread for
the Newfoundland Herald.

You don't understand.

Make us understand.

[Tires squeal.]

Jake.

Mal. Stay
where you are.

Leslie. We got your guy. We
were just bringing him to you.

Put 'em on.

Around the door handle.

Leslie!

Mal.
You too.

What the hell are
you talking about?

Do it!

Alright, b'y.

I'm sorry. But I warned you
to stay off this case.

[Bang. Bang.]

Come on.

Leslie!

You just shot my car!

I can't believe this. You've been
working special ops for 8 years?

You were supposed to be dead!

Everyone needed to think I was.
It was part of my cover.

Callum!

I don't know what to say.
How could you do this?

Leslie. I promise. I will
explain all this to you.

But right now, many lives
are at stake.

And we are running out of time.

Over this?
I take it?

Where'd you get this?

I pulled it off a perp.

What are you doing running
around with nuclear materials?

Leslie, please. I need to find
Elaine Goodwin right now.

I have two uniforms on her
as we speak.

Yellow cake?

That's what's in the briefcase?

Now, I know what you're both
thinking. Yellow cake.

That sounds delicious.

But it's actually a precursor
to enriched uranium

used to make nuclear weapon.

Or even dirty bombs.

Leslie has no idea that she's
riding next to an arms dealer.

We gotta help her.

Jake. Are you sure she
wants you to find her?

[Phone rings.]

Rose. We gotta go.
We'll check in later.

Sloan?
Are you okay?

Sloan:
Jake?

I got a tip for you.

So you're not in trouble.

Come on now. It's a good one.

Now, how much is it worth
to you? Twenty? Forty?

Look, I don't really have any
money right now. You know what?

You put that in the trunk.

I'm gonna have to
give you an I.O.U.

I know where you live.
Remember that.

Sloan, what's the tip?

Remember that buddy I put
the tracker on earlier?

Vinnie?

Yeah, well, the woman he was
with, the one in the suit?

She just walked into the hotel
about two minutes ago.

What are you still
doing at the hotel?

We talked about this.

Relax, b'y. I'm headed home now.

Okay. Just stay away from
Vinnie and Elaine, okay?

What about your girlfriend?

My what?
What do you mean?

She's here too.
With some handsome fella.

I'm on my way.

Leslie's at the Delta
with Callum.

Rose was at the station
with Martin.

We must be doing
something wrong.

You know what?
You'd think we'd be able to

change a tire in less
than ten minutes.

Would've been five if
I'd done it alone.

It's like I told
Malachy and Rose.

I had no intention of
killing anybody.

I just wanted what
was in the case.

Look buddy, you can plead your
case all you want.

But I have no control over
who stays or goes.

Martin:
Oh!

Rosie, my angel. My savior.
We used to be married.

Why don't you say it
again louder.

Because I don't think the
rookies in the back heard you.

Oh, yeah. She doesn't like
it when I say that.

I knew you'd come back
and bail me out.

I knew you'd show up.
Thank you.

No one said anything
about bail.

Come on. Rosie,

I've done my time.

Hiya Des.

Hi.

I answered every question that
Sergeant Bennett put to me.

So I want you to
go up out there,

pay that nice man,
and just--

get me the hell outta here.

Please.

Well, that depends, Martin.

On what?

Because Des says that you
withdrew ten thousand dollars

from your bank account
yesterday.

Leaving the balance at zero.

Are you going to be able
to pay me back?

Not really.
Not exactly.

Okay. Well then you have to tell
me what is going on.

It's like I told you.
I'm in debt.

Now I owe big money to
some serious people.

That's why I had to take
the Callum job.

And now I still gotta come up
with fifty large for these guys.

Well what happens if you don't
pay them back?

Well then, I get to
be the dead guy.

Oh...

Is this the case you're
working on?

Hey!

It's this business woman on
the American No-Fly list.

We just finished up
surveillance on her.

Oh, wait. Elaine Goodwin.
I know her.

Well, I don't know her, know her.
I was in her hotel room earlier.

What

I mean, well, we weren't
there together.

I mean, there was a bed,
and she was there.

You know, it's not
what it sounds like.

I was actually there looking
into some yellow cake.

Yellow cake?

Des.

You survived a run-in
with a possible terrorist.

Not bad.

It is? Yeah, it is,

isn't it?
It's not bad.

What are you two girlfriends
gabbing about?

Nuclear materials.
This is big.

Actually, when I was in her hotel
room, she was on the phone.

She was trying to find
a way out of town.

We have to pull her hotel phone records.
See if we can figure out

where Elaine Goodwin's headed.

Well, I'm not gonna follow up
on a tip from some idiot, but--

Fine. Des, I'm gonna need
your help.

Definitely.

Looks like this idiot's got your
girlfriend's back.

Mal: [on phone] Did you get
Martin from the station?

Yeah. I bailed him out about
fifteen minutes ago.

We're headed home.
What's up?

Just keep an eye on him. We're
heading over to the Delta.

Leslie's there with Callum.

Mal? Be careful.

I will.

Thank you.

I mean thank you
for everything.

I really appreciate you
helping me out with this.

I really do.

No, no. Don't
you dare!

Martin! No!

Martin!
I am gonna kill you!

She's in room 1101.

Leslie, your arm.

I'm not sitting this one out.

Hand over the suitcase, now.

Leslie:
Do what he says.

You're not gonna shoot me.

Why is that?

Because I've rigged
this suitcase to blow.

You're bluffing.

You really wanna find out?

Trigger's on the bottom.

I put this down and we're all

in trouble.
You.

Lower the gun.
Put it on the bed.

Now.

Turn around.

[Door slams.]

What is it with this town?

Come here. Get up.
Get up.

Dad, she dropped the case.
It's here. It's one of these!

Put your hands where
I can see them.

Funny.

That's what I was gonna say.

Found it.

[Bang.]

Oh...

Sorry.
It's not personal.

Ah. Martin.

I don't think so.

Look guys.
It's real easy.

Just bring me the yellow cake.

And you get your
pretty cop back.

Look, I know you're military.

What the hell do you have
us tangled up in?

I'm Special Ops

working a mission.

Either we give that woman the
ability to level a city...

Or she kills Leslie.

Callum: I intercepted
Elaine's initial deal

with her seller
over in Istanbul.

And recovered
the yellow cake from him.

Now the plan was, I would pose as
the seller and draw Elaine out.

Yeah, but she was on to you.

That's why she hired Martin
and Vinnie to take you out.

She never intended
on paying me.

What does this all have to do
with Leslie Bennett?

Nothing. This is all my fault.
She was just trying to help.

Any sign of Martin?

Well, yeah. I got a sign
of him all right.

But I lost him.

I'm gonna head over
to the office.

Rose is checking the house.

[Phone rings.]

Is that them?

Leslie.

You got one hour to get me my
yellow cake, or she dies.

Where do you wanna meet?

Not so fast.

Get the suitcase.
Then call me.

When I'm sure you got
the product,

I'll give you a location.

This isn't gonna work out
the way you want it to.

Oh, you better hope it does.

She wants to do an exchange.
Leslie for the yellow cake.

Jake. This is
nuclear material.

There's only so long I can hold off before
telling my superiors this stuff is out there.

How long?

An hour.
Maybe two.

But once they're involved, they'll
shut this entire city down.

Something tells me Leslie's not
gonna be their priority one.

Exactly.

Do you got any idea where we can get
our hands on any more of this stuff?

No. It's not possible.
It's a rare commodity.

That's why it's so valuable.

So you got nothing
I can work with.

Just this.

That's a start.

We actually keep our money

in the bank now.
It's much safer.

Sorry Rose.

Don't be angry with me, okay?

Martin. You need to return
that suitcase.

You have no idea what
you're into.

Or what's at stake.

Oh. Rose. I gotta go.

I need this case.

Alright. Now I'm broke.
And I'm not ready to die.

At least not in the way
they're proposing right now.

Martin, please.

Okay? Leslie's life
is in danger.

Do the right thing for once

in your God forsaken life
and return that suitcase.

Sorry Rose.

I think this is where
we say goodbye.

So just...

Tinny: So Elaine made five
calls to this warehouse.

I think it's her
way out of town.

Any idea what it is?

It says here it's a marine
repair company.

Marine? That's odd.

Maybe she's planning on getting
off the island in a submarine.

No Des.

They export tons of engines
and equipment.

I guess she's paying them for
a way out of the city.

There she is.

Oh my God.
She has Leslie.

Tinny:
I have to call this in.

Okay, I'll call Jake.

Why don't you let me go?

We can work something out?

I like my plan better.

Jake:
I don't know.

Leslie's plan has
a lot going for it.

How did you find me?

You want the yellow cake.
We got it.

We want Leslie.
You have her.

Let's just make
a simple exchange.

I don't like surprises.

You okay?

Don't worry I'm fine.

You finished?

Show me the yellow cake.

It's all there.

Stand back.
Move.

You.

Check it out.

Jake:
Can I help her?

[Crackling sound.]

It passes.

Well, I guess you'll be
wanted your girlfriend back.

Martin:
Good news.

Okay. I'm back.

I got the real

yellow --

If he's got it.
What's in here?

Open it.

Sand.

I don't like being messed with.

Okay. I think I've done
my part here.

I'll just leave this
and I'll just move on.

Don't move!

I'm sorry, okay.

We had no other choice.

Why don't you just take the real
yellow cake, give us Leslie.

Put down the gun and we can
all get out of here.

Not yet.

You open it.

[Zipping sound.]

[Crackling sound.]

It's the real thing.

Pack it up. We're
taking it with us.

That's not the deal.

You changed the deal.

[Bang.]

Martin:
Hey! Whoa!

This is all your fault, Martin.

How is it my fault?

This is the idiot who brought the
stuff out here to begin with.

Would you shut up!
Both of you.

Come on. Hurry up.

We need to figure out a way to get rid
of this crazy lady without using a gun.

I got a gun.

You have a gun?

Give it to me.
Please.

Glad you said please.

Let's go.

I got an idea.

Leslie!

[Bang bang bang.]

[Bang. Bang.]

[Crash.]

[Whack.]

Cover me.

Are you okay?

I'm alive. It must
be my lucky day.

Come here.

We should probably have
a little chat.

Yeah. We will. I've just gotta
talk to the brass first.

You look pretty morose

for a man who just saved
the woman he loves.

I'm best kind.

I'll be even better
once I get Callum out of town.

I like him.

Listen, I think I should
apologize. Okay.

Well, not I guess.
I wanna apologize

for dragging you
into this mess.

I'm really sorry.

Apologize?

Yeah.

You almost got Leslie killed.

Not to mention
having a hand in almost

blowing up the city.

I told you he'd do it
some day, Rose.

Okay. But I came back. Don't I get
bonus points for coming back?

- I came back. - What the hell were you
going to do with all that yellow cake anyway?

I don't know. I was gonna sell it
back to the government, I thought.

I can't imagine what
charges you're facing.

Quite the gamut.

You're looking at everything
from conspiracy to

commit murder to
outright treason.

Really?

Yeah.

Let's go.

The military want
a word with you.

Oh, that's not good.
That's never good.

Listen, I swear to God,
when I get out of here,

I'll make this up to you.

I promise, Rose.

I'll put things right.

You two make yourselves
comfortable.

The military have some
questions for you as well.

Oh no.

Oh yeah.

So. This is where you
ran off to.

Um. Do you want to head
for the Duke?

Maybe I'll buy you a little
something to celebrate.

What are we celebrating?

Well, you followed your
instinct. You nabbed a crook.

I think that's pretty good
for a day's work.

And I broke up with Grayson.

Is that something to celebrate?

Yeah.

I mean, he was kind of a tool.
And I deserve better.

Well, like I said, you
followed your instinct.

So, let's celebrate.

Okay Des.

Jake.

Listen. I was thinking we could pick
up where we left off this morning,

just you, me and--

Callum,

apparently.

Am I interrupting something?

No, no.
Of course not.

Were those for me?

No, b'y, they're for him.

They're beautiful.
Thank you.

Um. Do you feel like you need to
explain anything? Or--

Jake. I was gonna tell ya,
when the time is right.

Tell me that he's your
ex-boyfriend. And he's not dead.

He's not my ex-boyfriend.

Jake, he's my husband.

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