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[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS]

[MAN] One more time, D'Mello.
From the beginning.

[SIGHS]

Look, I apologize for calling
your partner a dick stick.

I mean, come on. It's not even
a real word, "dick stick."

I wasn't really calling
him that.

I was referring to a guy I went

to high school with
named Richard Stick.

You know, it'd be the same
if I called him Michael Hunt

or Michael Hawk.
Any of the Mikes.

To be honest, I don't even know
what a "Richard Stick" is.

I mean a dick stick.
Sorry. See?

Even I went right back
to Richard.

It was reactionary. It wasn't
like I really meant it.

I don't even know the guy.

[MAN] Focus!
Let's get back to the story.

Look, I told you.
My partner and I

were staking out the border

with our informant, Jerry Wax.

[DOUG D'MELLO] He was
feeding me information.

- Is that him there?
- No.

[DOUG] Quite frankly,
if you had seen Jerry Wax...

He was feeding himself, too.

How can you be sure?

Because I saw him load it,
Sherlock.

Yeah, but you said
it's a white cargo truck.

Not that white cargo truck.

Does that guy
look Indian to you?

You never said Indian.
What do you mean Indian?

Like Native American Indian,
or my kind of Indian?

- What do you mean?
- "Indian" Indian. Like you.

I'm in the hands of an idiot.

- He never said Indian once.
- Doug.

[DOUG] This was gonna
make my career.

Detective D'Mello, here I come.

Are you sure you guys
are real cops?

We're real cops!

Real cops?
Well, where's your backup?

Don't worry about backup,
all right?

We got this.

Doug, maybe we should call
for back up.

We call for back up,
then Farinelli gets this bust.

Yeah. Rocco's major crimes.
We're not.

Oh, my God!
You guys aren't real cops!

- Hey.
- Shut up! Rocco?

- When did he become Rocco?
- [CHUCKLES]

Um, Sherlock, you still want me
to shut up?

Yeah, I want you to shut up!

'Cause the friggin'
white cargo truck

you want is right there.

Go time!

[SIREN BLARING]

Doug!

- Watch out!
- [HORN BLARING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[SIREN STOPS]

Hey, hey!
Gear down there, big rig.

Constable Doug D'Mello,
91 Division!

- Toronto?
- Yeah.

Yeah. We need to search
this man's vehicle.

What for?

Half a ton
of high-quality heroin,

Agent Shamansky.

Street value in excess
of 50 million dollars.

You got a warrant?

Do we need one?
It's a border crossing.

Okay. Officer Kadu, open it up.

Yes, sir.

Keep an eye on the perp.

Ha-ha! Like it's that easy, huh?
I got this.

[SHAMANSKY]
What you got, big city?

- [CAMERA CLICKS]
- What are you doing?

Just want the world to see
what an a-hole you are.

[LAUGHING]

[DOUG] Did I really think
it was gonna be that easy?

This was the worst day
of my life.

Maybe not the worst day
of my life...

Easily the second worst day.

My Mom's death
was the worst day of my life.

This was right up there.

Made some poor choices
in my police career.

Busted a clown once.
Who busts a clown?

Thought he was
human trafficking;

it turns out it was one of those
clown cars with 30 people in it.

What was I thinking?
This is Canada.

We don't smuggle people in
in cars.

We save that for America.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

[CARS HONKING]

[DOUG] Whoa! Who throws away
a watch like that?

And why is this guy
taking off his clothes?

I'll tell you why,
it's 150 degrees in India.

It's hot.

He's just a billionaire
dropping off his laundry.

Seems innocent enough, I guess.

Right?

[MAN CHANTING PRAYER]

[DOUG]
Except... What do they call it?

The "butterfly effect"?

What happened
to complete strangers

on the other side of the world

totally turned my life
upside down.

[CHANTING PRAYER]

[PRAYING CONTINUES]

[GASPING, CHOKING]

Swami!

Swami!

[IN HINDI]

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOUG] Kids' bikes.

Can't we just bust somebody
who steals

something with a motor for once?

Goddamn it.

Douglas.

Hot Toddy.

- What are you wearing?
- Oh, you like it?

- No.
- Breathable fabric.

It's imported.
Really airs out the boys

for the iron playground.

- You tall enough to play there?
- Eh...

Anyone got a problem
with male camel-toe

- at the iron playground?
- So how was your bust, Dougie?

How do you know about the bust?

Come on, guys, let's give him
a round of applause. That's...

That's impressive.

Gerner, D'Mello, in my office...

Again.

Really sorry, Doug, but...

[DOUG] Superintendent
Ray McKinnon. My boss.

He loves fishing
and he actually likes me.

I mean, you'd never it know it
right now, but he does.

You didn't tell anyone
about your informant.

Uh, he came to me, sir.

He came to you, like,
in a dream?

- No, sir. We were at Timmies...
- On a break.

And the informant
approached me.

Why would he approach you?

Because I'm
a law enforcement officer.

Oh. Yeah.

He told me
about a heroin shipment

that would be
crossing the border.

Now at that point, you should've
contacted a qualified officer.

Sir, I am qualified officer.

The crossing was imminent,
superintendent.

- There was no time.
- Constable Gerner...

- One-week suspension.
- Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Gerner, would you, uh, give me
a moment alone with D'Mello?

Take a seat there, Doug.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Sir, it was a solid lead.
I know it... sounds fishy...

Get it? Fishy?

[CHUCKLES]

I get it, Doug.

- You ever gone fly-fishing?
- No, sir.

My people don't fly-fish.

In fly-fishing, we have rules.

You know,
the way you set your bait.

Where you anchor your boat.

How to pee in a bottle
when you're far from land.

The ways we do things
and ways we don't.

You don't follow rules, Doug.
You never have.

One-week suspension.
Thank you. I can live with that.

You've been suspended
for a month.

- What? A... a month?
- When you come back,

you're demoted.
Constable, fourth-class.

Have you ever thought of
applying your talents elsewhere?

Elsewhere?

Yeah. I mean,
have you ever considered I.T.?

Could work with Todd.

You know, give him a hand,
he looks like he needs one.

If I'm gonna be working in I.T.,

I might as well
move back to Brampton.

Well?

Hey, hey, hey! Doug-a-rino!

- Bob.
- I call you "Bob."

- [ROCCO FARINELLI] Hey.
- Rocco.

Yeah. Hi.

Listen, tough break, man.
But that gang is really tricky.

- That gang?
- Yeah, so, anyways... um...

We still on for tonight?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

All right, I'll pick you up.

No friggin' way.

- Yeah. I was gonna tell you.
- You were gonna tell me?

Yeah, but I knew you'd be upset.

Why would I be upset?
I'm not upset.

Who gets upset over that?
He calls me "Doug-a-rino."

Best thing
I've ever been called.

- Doug...
- Since when?

Since, um... last month.

[DOUG SIGHS]

- Where you going?
- [DOUG] Home-a-rino.

- No, you're not.
- Yes, I am.

Come on!

[DOUG] Gopal Chandekar,

one of Mumbai's bright,
young crime lords.

The guy loves murder and mayhem.
So weird.

If I looked like that, I would
have just done Bollywood.

Mr. Marlowe.

I trust you had a pleasant trip.

[DOUG] David Marlowe.
More money than God's ex-wife.

Let's get this over with.

[DOUG] You know,
back in Toronto,

this guy never even stepped
into a non-white neighborhood

unless he had
an eviction notice in his hand.

Should've had me build
this place for you, Chandekar.

You'd have come in on time
and under budget,

and have the most gorgeous house
you've ever seen.

I'll settle for the skyscraper,
Mr. Marlowe.

Yeah.

And I'll launder your dirty
money to build it, Chandekar.

About that.
There have been some challenges.

What kind of challenges?

The billionaire
won't give up his land.

Then we'll build it
somewhere else.

- No.
- Don't be stupid.

There're plenty of places to put
up a skyscraper

- around here.
- It must be built there.

I will get the deed.

All right.

- What else?
- The heroin was meant

to cross the Canadian border
two days ago,

- but it didn't go through.
- That's your problem, not mine.

I don't have your money
or your land... yet.

Mmm.

Then get it.

- Not running a charity.
- The great David Marlowe...

one of the richest men in Canada
and he's over-leveraged.

You get the 50 million
you promised me,

or you can forget
about your damn building.

You'll understand.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV]

[SIGHS]

[PHONE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

- Hey, Dad. What's up?
- You know what I did last night?

Let me guess.
You sat on the porch

- with your shirt open?
- You're so wound up.

Still not getting any action
from that partner of yours?

- Robert?
- Robyn, Dad. Robyn.

I heard it was Robert.

- Robert's a guy's name.
- Robyn isn't?

You know, son,
if you are a gay man, it's okay.

[SIGHS] What do you want, Dad?

Okay, okay, Mr. Detective,
always in a hurry.

Can you get some stuff
from my room?

[DOUG, ON PHONE]
"Your" room, huh?

My condo.

- What is it this time?
- My Harris tweed.

- Yep. Right here.
- And my Artie Shaw album?

Yep. Got it.
I'll send it tomorrow.

Send it?

What about bringing it with you?

I've been in Mumbai
for the last five years,

and you've not visited me once.

Um, I had a job. Remember?

"Had" a job?

Those bloody sods!
Did you get sacked?

No, no. I got suspended.
It's no big deal.

- Can you leave the country?
- Yeah. I'm not a criminal, Dad.

- Come and visit your old man.
- I don't know, Dad.

- I got a lot going on over here.
- Come home, son.

Dad, I am home. Remember?
I was born and raised here.

India is the land
of your ancestors,

your beloved mother.

God rest her soul.

Look, Dad, I gotta go. Uh...
Steven's here

- to have sex with me.
- What did you say?

So, I'll call you later, okay?

- [DOUG] Bye, Dad.
- Hello?

Hello?

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[KNOCKING AT DOOR]

Oh, you weren't in bed,
were you?

No, not really.
What do you have in mind?

Beer me.

[GRUNTS]

- Wowsers.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]

- You going to prom? [CHUCKLES]
- [ROBYN LAUGHS]

I mean, I knew you were a girl.

I just didn't know
you were a "girl" girl.

- Right.
- Early night.

I forgot, Rocco's Italian.

Probably still lives
in Woodbridge with his parents?

Rocco's not so bad, you know?

Isn't he?
I mean, he's six-two, pretty.

No body fat.

He's actually
everything that I'm not.

But I have
personality on my side.

[LAUGHS]

- You're really mad at me.
- I'm not mad.

Yeah, I'm mad
a little bit, I guess. Yeah.

- Well, I am, too.
- What are you mad at?

- You're a good constable, Doug.
- Constable?

There's no shame in it.

Yeah, but I'm not good enough
to be a detective, am I?

Honestly?

I don't know if either of us
could ever make detective.

- Wow.
- [PHONE RINGS]

Here.

Hey, Dad, can I call you back?

I'm in the middle
of something right now.

Not Dad. It's me.

Dattu? Is everything okay?

Not okay. He's in hospital.

[DATTU ON PHONE] He very bad.

You must come now. Please, Bapa.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

[BLEATING]

Excuse me!
Uh, Stanley D'Mello?

- Are you immediate family?
- Yeah, I'm his son.

I'm so sorry, sir. Your father
is no longer with us.

He's gone?

Yes, sir.

How...

How did he die?

Who said he died?

[IN HINDI]

- [STREET CHATTER]
- [CARS HONKING]

Hey, is that
a cow air freshener?

Yes.

New leather smell, no?
New car smell, no?

It smells like there was a cow
in here earlier,

and now there's not.

That is because there was a cow
in here and now it's not.

[DOUG] Look,
I just got back from India.

I found out I'm not Indian.

I mean, in Canada, if you needed
to identify me, I'd be Indian.

But in India, 100 percent...

[INDIAN ACCENT]
"You are not Indian."

I'm from the south of Canada.

We're a little darker
over there.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Bapa! Welcome.

Hey, Dattu. How are you?

Good to see you.

Mister Stanley, Bapa is here.

What?

What the hell is that
on your head?

I don't want to look like Dattu.

I want to look manly.

"Stanley the Manly."

Did you get my Harris Tweed
and my favorite record?

I thought
you had a heart attack.

It, uh... felt like
a heart attack. It was gas.

Very bad gas.

It was a fart attack. Come on!
I don't know. I'm not a doctor.

I thought you were dying.

Did you see that, Dattu?

I have to be at death's door

before my son can come
and visit me!

- Not cool, Dad. Not cool at all.
- Come on! You are here now.

Come and spend some time
with your father.

And, now, who is this... Steven?

Steven?

- We broke up.
- What?

- Nothing. He was huge.
- What do you mean by huge?

I'm joking! It was a joke.

Ah, okay. Funny.

- Where are you going?
- To sleep! I'm tired.

Give your father a hug. Come on!

Haven't seen you after years.

[STANLEY GRUNTING]

Yeah. I hope you didn't have
"to pay" for that thing.

- Go on, you bugger!
- That way, Bapa.

You should tell him.

- I've got nothing to tell.
- Mister Stanley...

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DISTANT STREET NOISE]

[PHONE VIBRATING]

[PHONE RINGS]

[ROBYN, ON VOICEMAIL]
Hi, this is Robyn.

Leave your message
after the... [BEEP]

Hey, Bob! It's me,
your favorite brown person.

Guess what?
My dad farted. No big deal here.

Hey, I sent you an image
just now

of some graffiti
in the back of that truck.

Can you send it over to, uh...
"Italian Stallion" over there

and see what Racoots
comes up with?

All right?
Uh, get back to me soon.

I miss your stupid face. Bye.

[STREET NOISE CONTINUES]

[SIGHS]

[DOUG] I was jet lagged
and I was starving.

Yeah,
I know what you're thinking.

"Who cares if you were hungry,
fat boy?

You could have skipped
a meal or two."

I'm with ya. But the street food
in India's so good.

- [DOUG] Hi.
- You like vada pav?

Uh... [MUMBLES]

- [INDIAN ACCENT] Two, please.
- You like very much, eh?

I guess.

[VENDOR MUMBLES IN HINDI]

[DOUG] Sure. Thank you.

- Uh, is this enough?
- [VENDOR] More!

You're screwing me over,
aren't you?

- Probably costs way less.
- [VENDOR LAUGHS] No.

Hello, ladies.

- [STREET NOISE]
- [MAN SINGING]

[MAN CONTINUES SINGING]

- [DOUG, MUMBLING] Slowly!
- [CHILDREN LAUGH]

[IN HINDI]

- [DOUG] Hey!
- [BOY SPEAKS HINDI]

Give me my wallet.
Guess where you're going?

- You're going to jail. Let's go!
- [BOY SPEAKS HINDI]

[DOUG]
Excuse me. Thank you.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[BOY SPEAKS HINDI]

- [THUD]
- [DOUG] Sorry.

- Officer. Officer.
- [WOMAN SINGING ON TV]

[DOUG] This kid tried
to steal my wallet.

And I brought him to you
for justice.

Hello?
There's a child here with me.

- Yes. This kid stole my wallet.
- [SINGING ON TV CONTINUES]

Ah, now we're working it.
You're in trouble now, kid.

What the hell was that?

Excuse me?

That kid stole my wallet
and you just let him go?

What, do you think
I'm fishing for kids?

Is this catch and release?
Nothing? You do nothing?

[TYPEWRITER CLICKING]

[DING]

[MAN] Sign here, Mr. D'Mello.

- [CELL DOOR SLAMS SHUT]
- [VIMAL SPEAKS HINDI]

[VIMAL]

[IN ENGLISH] Detective?

Me?

You are Detective Doug D'Mello,
aren't you?

- Have we met?
- Vagrancy, disturbing the peace?

It's a good thing you didn't
sign that statement, detective.

You gotta stop calling me that.
It's just Doug.

Priya Sehgal.

Nice to meet you. Thanks for
getting me out of there.

Your father's shown me your
picture so many times, huh?

My father?
How do you know my father?

Well, my family lives upstairs.

Oh, right, right.

But your father's
so proud of you.

All the murders you've solved.
Getting the Order of Canada.

The Order of Canada? Right.

Get in. This is for you.

- Oh. Are you coming?
- No.

I've still got a lot of work
to do before I go to court.

Thank you so much.

- Bye.
- Bye.

[DOUG] Of course
that was on my mind,

but this was different.

She was beautiful.
Like, really pretty.

And smart.

I don't even know what
the Order of Canada's for.

Does it get you out of jail
for free?

Obviously not.

Two bald men
were murdered last night

and one of them
was wearing a wig.

Joking!

- Morning, Dattu.
- Morning.

Morning, Dad.

[DATTU] Chai?

Ah, no thank you.
Coffee, please.

Nothing is better than coffee.

[DOUG] That's right.

[STANLEY D'MELLO]
You finally woke up.

I was beginning to think that
you also had a fart attack.

Uh, no.

I... I met your neighbor
last night, though.

- Miss Sehgal.
- It's not Miss Sehgal.

It's Priya Sehgal.

[LAUGHS]

- You forget about it.
- Forget about what?

Ah, you're a Roman Catholic,
a Canadian passport holder,

a firangi,
you don't stand any chance.

Why'd you tell her
I was a detective?

You catch criminals.
You are a detective.

No. I'm not a detective, Dad.

I'm a constable. Fourth-class.

Fourth class?

You... you got demoted?

- [DOORBELL BUZZES]
- I'll... I'll get it.

He got demoted again.

And you should know
the difference

between coffee and tea.

- At least pretend!
- Sorry.

- [DOUG] Oh!
- [PRIYA] Oh!

- Good... Hello. Good morning.
- [LAUGHS] Good morning. Again.

[LAUGHS] Yes!

Good morning, beautiful.

Good morning, Mr. D'Mello,
Dattu uncle.

Come in.

No, actually,
I just wanted to ask a favor.

- From me?
- Yes.

[CHUCKLES] Me...

Have you ever
had a suspect confess

to a murder he didn't commit?

- [COUGHS]
- [COUGHS] That, uh... no.

That generally does not happen.

Well, the man I went
to see last night

confessed to poisoning a Swami

and I'm quite certain
he's innocent.

So I wanted to know if
you could question him for me?

- Me?
- I know it's a lot to ask.

But since you're
an experienced detective...

[IN HINDI]

Yeah. That...

Shouldn't the local police
talk to him first?

They have. But you've seen
what the police are like.

- Mmm.
- Will you help me?

Yes. I mean, yeah. Yeah!

I can do that.
I'm just going to go change.

You wanna come in
and have some tea

- or coffee, or...
- Yes, sure.

The coffee...
The tea tastes like coffee,

- 'cause it's actually tea,
- [LAUGHS]

but what are you gonna do,
you know?

I've read your statement,
Mr. Vimal.

Uh, it says you killed the Swami
because he put a curse on you

and gave you money troubles.

[IN HINDI]

[IN HINDI]

I'm gonna ask you
a question, and I want you to...

to think about your answer
carefully.

When you were 12,

what did you want to be
when you grew up?

[IN HINDI]

[IN HINDI]

- Did he just say astronaut?
- Rakesh Sharma.

[BOTH LAUGH]

It's interesting.
Yet, you went the tea route.

And according to your case file,
it says business is good.

[IN HINDI]

Who do you owe money to?
We'd like to speak to them.

[IN HINDI]

[IN HINDI]

He doesn't owe money, does he?

I'd like to speak to the officer
in charge of this case.

- But what good will that do?
- Just let me talk to him.

- Did you rob the bank?
- [MAN GROANING]

- Did you rob the bank?
- [SPEAKS HINDI]

You and who else?

[MAN WHIMPERS]

Can't you see
I'm questioning a suspect?

Miss Sehgal.

Inspector Devo.

This is Detective Doug D'Mello
from the Toronto Police Service.

- Toronto, in Canada.
- Toronto's in Canada.

Yep.

And all this time
I was thinking Finland.

Well, guess what? All this time
you've been incorrect.

Can I ask you a question?

- Is your name really "Devo?"
- Not "Really Devo."

Just Devo.

Have you ever just...
whipped it?

And then whipped it good?

Nobody?

Okay. We're here about
the chai-wallah Vimal.

He confessed to a murder
he didn't commit.

- Now why would he do that?
- I don't know.

Maybe he's covering
for somebody.

Interesting theory,
but Vimal said he did it.

So, the case is closed.

How can you close a case
when there's a reasonable doubt?

Toronto,
I can do what the hell I want.

And if you don't
get out of my office right now,

I will have you arrested.

For the second time in 24 hours,
from what I hear.

Really? On what charge now?

On the charge of
"Ah, guess what?

I don't need a charge!"

- Doug, let's just go.
- Okay.

[DOUG] Looks delicious.

I want you to
remember something.

[SINGING]
¶ When a problem comes along ¶

¶ You must whip it ¶

¶ When you think
You're eating lunch ¶

¶ You must whip it ¶

¶ I'm gonna walk out
Your office ¶

¶ Because I whip it ¶

[SPUTTERING, HUMMING]

Sir!

What did they want?

They're saying the chai-wallah
is innocent.

Is he?

Sir, I have
an armed bank robbery,

two abductions, a dowry death
and a strangling case.

The chai-wallah has confessed.

It's done.

[INDIAN MUSIC PLAYING]

Who's the giant sperm?

Urvesh Malkani. The Swami's
most devoted follower.

A billionaire
who's giving away his fortune,

piece by piece, in line
with the Swami's teachings.

What kind of teaching is that?

[PRIYA] That material things
corrupt the spirit.

The Swami inspired him

to live a life
as a holy barefoot beggar.

[MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

- Who's that?
- Urvesh's wife. Vinaya Malkani.

And their children.

You know, I think
I've seen her before.

Where?

Last night
at the police station.

She actually bumped into me.
She was crying.

You don't consider her
a suspect, do you?

Everyone's a suspect.
First rule of detective-ing.

Detecting. Detectivizing.

You know what I mean.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

- Namaste, Mrs. Malkani.
- Namaste.

I'd like you to meet
Doug D'Mello.

Hi.

Are you a follower?

Oh, yeah. Big follower.

And your husband's a really
inspiring dude, as well.

I'm thinking about
giving away all my cash, too.

Actually, I don't think Urvesh

will remain
on that path for much longer.

Really?

Changed his mind?

He had supported the Swami

both spiritually
and financially.

My husband still believes
the Swami's a very great man,

but it's just that, you know,
after his death, his...

his faith is really shaken.

Doug is assisting me
with the defense of Mr. Vimal.

Vimal is a very nice man.

And he's got
three lovely daughters.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

Namaste.

- So, what do you think?
- I think we should pay a visit

to Mr. Vimal's
three lovely daughters.

[ENGINE REVVING]

It will be a beautiful building,
Gopal.

It will be much more than that,
my friend.

And? What did you find out
about the Canadian detective?

And nothing.

Except they questioned
Mrs. Malkani at the funeral.

Mrs. Malkani went to jail
to console the chai-wallah.

- Is he guilty?
- He signed a confession.

Want me to look into it?

I want you to do nothing.

Let this detective-wallah keep
asking questions.

Keep an eye on him.

- [STREET NOISE]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

- Namaste, Seema.
- Namaste.

This is Detective Doug D'Mello
from Toronto.

In Canada. Hi.

- Please come in.
- Thank you.

May I offer you some tea?

- Oh, no thank you.
- Yes.

Tea would be lovely, thank you.

Her dad killed somebody
with tea.

[INAUDIBLE]

Have you seen my father?

- We saw him this morning.
- [SEEMA] When will he come home?

We don't know yet.

You speak English really well.

Thank you.
Your English is good too.

Thanks. I'm from Canada.
It's what we speak there.

And French.

I'm not really good
at either of them. [CHUCKLES]

- [LAUGHS]
- I bet you get good grades.

We cannot afford
to pay for school.

We teach ourselves, so that
we may go to university one day.

How are you
gonna pay for university?

Pray to Saraswati.

Is that the God of Tuition?

She's the goddess of wisdom
and knowledge.

She will provide.

Gotcha.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

You have to understand,

hope is all anyone
has in this place.

Hope doesn't pay the bills.

You'd be surprised.

When you believe
something is real,

it becomes real.

What's going to happen
to those girls

if their father gets convicted?

They'll go from the slums
to the streets,

where begging and prostitution
is their only future.

There's gotta be something
we can do.

Well, Vimal enters a plea
in the morning.

And that will be the end of it.

- But thank you.
- For what?

For caring.

Most people don't.

Most people are dicks.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[FARTS]

Oh, Dad! Even in your sleep.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Bob?
- Oh, hey partner!

I've been trying to reach you.
How's your dad?

Yeah. Flatulent.

Mm.

I asked Rocco about
that graffiti in the truck.

- Mm-hmm.
- He doesn't recognize it.

- You think it means something?
- Uh, I don't know yet.

- [DOORBELL RINGING]
- What's that?

Oh, sorry, Doug, gotta go.
Call me.

Hey, darling!

Hi, Ma.

Where's your dad?

- Asleep.
- How did your case go?

Oh. I'm sorry.

- Stanley's son helped, though.
- Mr. D'Mello's son?

[IN HINDI]

- [IN ENGLISH] What?
- I know that tone of voice.

No.
[LAUGHS] It's not like that.

Anyhow,
I spoke to Vihaan's Mom today

and she sent me
this photo of him.

- He's very handsome, isn't he?
- Very.

- Well done, Ma.
- [GIGGLING]

I'm so excited for you,
sweetheart.

I think he'll make
an excellent husband.

[INDISTINCT CHATTERING]

[GASPS]

Hey! There's the dad I remember!

Oh!

And there's the dad
you've become.

- "Stanley the Manly."
- Yeah.

You know, other than that cat
sitting on your head,

you look fantastic.
Where are you going?

Air Force Social Club for lunch.

- Why don't you come with me?
- Maybe.

If you do me a favor.

- Okay.
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]

Hi. Dr. Sehgal?

Yes.

I'm Doug D'Mello,
Stanley's son.

Ah, yes.

I need to speak to Priya.

- I'm sorry. She's not up yet.
- I'm up, Ma.

- Hey.
- What's this about?

Proof that Vimal
did not kill the Swami.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[IN HINDI]

How can I help you,
Miss Sehgal?

I think you
should have a look at this.

[BACKGROUND CHATTER]

- Darling?
- Did you do this?

Kill the Swami?

Of course not. What is this?

A statement from the chai wallah

rejecting your offer to pay
for his daughters' education.

Vinaya?

I know you put
the oleander seeds

in the Swami's tea.

I don't think
she was trying to kill him.

Just trying to
make him sick enough

so that he'd leave
your husband alone.

So you bought Vimal's silence

with the one thing
he valued the most...

an education for his daughters.

The Swami was a holy man.
How could you?

Who else was going
to look after our children?

You were just going
to give away their future.

I wasn't born
to wealth like you.

I know there's nothing noble
about poverty.

[IN HINDI]

[PRIYA, IN ENGLISH] Right here!

[IN HINDI]

[IN ENGLISH]
How does your client plead?

Not guilty, your Honor.

[VIMAL, IN HINDI]
But... but... I told you.

[IN HINDI]

[DOUG] Now that's police work!

Am I right?

Come on, gimme some. Up high.

We're not there yet?

Nothing?

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

Mr. Chandakar...

I heard about your wife
and the Swami, Mr. Malkani.

A very sad affair.

You have
the influence of the police?

Yes.

I can arrange for the charges
to be dropped.

- For a price.
- Name it.

I think you know what I want.

[PRIYA LAUGHS]

What I don't get is
you can't even speak Hindi.

How did you get Vimal
to sign the statement?

Well, some things become real
if you believe they're real.

[LAUGHS]

Wait...

you typed that statement?

[DOUG] My father did.

I mean, I knew she did it.
I just couldn't prove it.

Do detectives from Toronto

always play
such tricks with the law?

[LAUGHS] About that...

I know.
You're not really a detective.

I kind of figured
when you started

using words
like "Detective-ing."

I'm a constable,
but, in all fairness,

we have a Detective Charles Ing
back at the station, so...

Detective "Ing" is
a real person.

I'll, uh... see you around?

Yes. You'll... see you around.

- Okay.
- Good... Good job... partner.

See you in there.

I'm going to wait out here,

so it doesn't seem awkward,
we go in together.

Lock down these streets.
Make sure no bad guys get in.

High five?
You went for a high five.

You friggin' idiot!

High five?

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

Corrected & Synced by Bakugan