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KESSLER: Previously onThe Border

You'’re not turning into dudley do-right are you?

'’Cause I like a guy with edge.

You'’re a dirty cop.

Remember last night? I thought we had something.

So how long is the deep freeze gonna last?

Get a parka.

This is me backing away.

I'’ll let everybody down.

Welcome to the show.

[CLOCK TOWER CHIMES, BIRDS CHIRP]

[OFFICE PHONES RiNG]

[PHONE RINGS]

Agent Carver, DHS.

He tried to cross the border this morning.

Canadian.

Whole sad life'’s in his car.

What'’s he saying?

Well, the usual.

Has no idea how the movie got in the car,

Not his, "Must be some mistake."

What makes you think it'’s real?

I'’ve seen a lot of sick stuff in my time,

but this...

[MAN AND WOMAN PANT AND MOAN LOUDLY]

[WOMAN CHOKES, MAN GRUNTS LOUDLY]

[WOMAN CHOKES AND GAGS, MAN GRUNTS LOUDLY]

CARVER: We confiscated the movie at Calais last week.

KESSLER: Where'’s the cinephile now?

CARVER: Still in custody.

I'’m on my way to interview him here in Portland.

You wanna send someone?

Snuff films are urban legends.

We'’ve seen a lot of hoaxes,

so far we'’ve never met a criminal stupid enough

to film a murder.

CARVER: Yeah, that'’s what I would'’ve said.

But a woman who looks like the one in the movie

Just turned up dead.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

CARVER: I'’m waiting to hear back from the medical examiner.

If she'’s a match for the woman in your film, Mindy

You'’re gonna be charged with murder.

I didn'’t make the movie.

No? Who did? Gimme a name, Ed.

I can'’t.

No name? I gotta pin this all on you.

A guy at work, he gave it to me, okay? That'’s all.

Shit.

I was supposed to get rid of it.

He'’s gonna kill me.

I hope your friend appreciates

the 25 to life you'’ll do for him.

Wait.

I used to work as a cook in a strip club,

in Saint John, New Brunswick,

and the manager, he gave it to me.

What'’s his name?

[EXHALES SHAKILY]

Jaw.

Where can I find him?

I don'’t know. He moved to Toronto.

You don'’t wanna piss this guy off.

He'’s a full patch member of Satans Guard.

[OFFICE PHONES RING]

So, what is behind the green door?

A whole lot of low-tech trickery.

Watch.[BUTTON BEEPS]

The filmmaker just turned out the lights.

But we brighten things up a bit...

in the extended cut...

She lives.

So when he edited the film he didn'’t realize he was leaving behind

evidence of a hoax.

If he'’d cut the film 88 frames earlier

His snuff would'’ve been up to snuff.

KESSLER: Carver sent the results from the Portland M.E.

They matched Jane Doe'’s dental records to a Mindy Lamb.

KHALI: Cause of death?

Single gunshot wound to the head.

Told you. Real death never happens on camera.

So then it'’s Maine's jurisdiction, right?

Mindy worked in strip clubs run by Satans Guard.

The bikers are a major thorn in our side.

They make millions in criminal cross-border activities.

Drug smuggling, gun running,

trafficking in illegal porn.

And now one of their strippers appears in a porn film

And ends up dead south of the border.

Satans Guard has active chapters in New Brunswick and Maine.

We find justice for Mindy,

we might find a way to bring these guys down.

KESSLER: This is detective sergeant, Phil Arnott

From the Ontario biker enforcement unit.

Satans Guard puts profit before patch.

Forget any old-fashioned notions of loyalty,

these guys'’d kill their own mother if it'’s good for business.

They have chapters in 25 countries.

And a reputation for treating women like garbage.

ARNOTT: Mindy Lamb.

Typical of the type of girl that these guys prey on

Estranged from her family,

low self-esteem, not a lot of education.

Young women on the fringes.

Like ghosts, hardly there.

KESSLER: Satans Guard has as stranglehold on the eastern seaboard.

[REMOTE CLICKS, MONITOR BEEPS]

We'’ll be focusing our investigation on Ontario

and then New Brunswick, Portland, Maine connection.

ARNOTT: Jaw used to work for the head of the Saint John chapter

Babe Thibideau.

Now he runs a webcam operation from Toronto

And answers to this guy

Number two in Ontario

Clive "Strokes" Mullins.

We'’re up on a couple of wires.

What about New Brunswick?

It'’s not my turf.

[CUFFS RASP AND CLANK]

You'’re free to go,

but your porn collection isn'’t.

You didn'’t tell Jaw that I told you about the movie right?

We don'’t reveal the names of our sources. And we can offer you police protection.

Yeah right. Screw that. I'’m outta here.

Call me if you hear anything from Satans Guard.

Ed?

Don'’t be stupid. You need our help, call.

[PHONES RING]

You know, I could talk to Kim,

her boyfriend'’s a bit of a train wreck but he'’s still got connections to Satans Guard.

You don'’t have to do that. We'’ll find another source.

Well, my sister could take care of Bayani. Gives me a chance to go back east,

see how Kim'’s doing.

If that'’s what you want.

It'’ll only be for a day or two.

Tack on some vacation time.

I don'’t wanna outstay my welcome.

[VEHICLE RUMBLES ALONG]

Oh, good Lord.

Mom?

What'’re you doing here?

I wanted to see you...

And you look great.

I tried to call.

I got a new cell.

And a new address.

Yeah, well, you found me.

So where'’s Richie?

Why?

I'’m looking into a Satans Guard case.

Richie'’s clean. He doesn't hang with the guard anymore.

He'’s even started going to church.

I just wanna ask him some questions.

He'’s different now,

and if you'’d bothered to visit in the last two years you'’d know that.

I would'’ve accepted any invitation.

That'’s him.

Look, whatever you'’re doing, leave him out of it.

[ENGINE RUMBLES]

Mom!

Hey!

Kim didn'’t tell me you were coming down.

Well, she'’s not here for family time.

What'’s going on?

Have you ever, uh, seen this girl?

Yeah, that'’s...

Mindy.

She used to work one of the clubs down in Saint John.

Why?

She'’s dead.

Body was found dumped in Maine.

She was a real sweetheart.

Who'’d she hang out with?

Mm, she belonged to Jaw.

They were back and forth between here and Toronto for awhile

And then he... passed her '’round.

Where'’d she end up?

Uh, last thing I heard,

Jaw sent her back as sloppy seconds

for the boys in Saint John.

Nice.

Yeah, it'’s sick what they do to these girls.

Turns my stomach.

You know who killed her?

Not yet.

Well, maybe I can, uh, help you out.

[LAUGHS] Thanks, but...

We'’ll handle it.

[HALF LAUGHS] How'’re you gonna do that?

You know how careful these guys are?

But I could ask some questionsI'’ll think about it.

Stay for supper.

Oh, I don'’t think Kim wants company.

'’Course she does.

[CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO]

CARVER: Ed Veer, our snuff film trafficker,

turned up by a creek in Maine.

Without a paddle, I'’m guessing.

Had to be Jaw who put out the hit. I'’m coming to Toronto.

KESSLER: Any physical evidence to tie him in?

Ed told me. He said "Jaw will kill me."

Did you offer him protection?

CARVER: I should'’ve forced it on him.

Did what you could.

Yeah.

Hey you'’ve got one hour. Don'’t be late.

[TRUCK HORN HONKS, TRAFFIC RUMBLES BY]

What do you want?

Know her?

She starred in your movie.

What do I look like, huh? Spielberg?

How '’bout now? Ring any bells?

We heard you two were close.

I don'’t pay much attention to faces.

I got this.

Well? Can I help you, officers?

Yeah, we'’re investigating a homicide

in connection to cross-border trafficking

of illegal pornography.

Well, that wouldn'’t be us.

We'’re in the entertainment business.

[KEYPAD BEEPS, PHONE DIALS]

[CELL RINGS]

Norton.

Hello?

Hello?

[EXHALES]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

Richie Savard.

Shit.

How'’re you doing, little brother?

Missed you at the ride up.

RICHIE: Ah, well...

So, saving souls now? You should give that a break.

Devil'’s gonna get lonely.

Look, Babe, uh...

Things haven'’t been going so well for me lately.

I got creditors crawling up my ass, I'’m uh...

I'’m having trouble making rent.

Thought you N.A. Freaks were too good for us.

I didn'’t come for a handout.

I wanna work.

GRADY: You gotta be kidding me

We got loyal guys who need the cash.

You haven'’t got the stomach for it anymore, man.

I got the balls.

Come on, Babe.

What else am I good for?

Jesus?

Jesus doesn'’t pay, man.

[WOMEN CHATTER SUGGESTIVELY AND GIGGLE]

You like that?

There'’s something for everyone.

[WOMEN CHATTER SUGGESTIVELY TO CAMERAS]

So what'’s your flavor? Nurse or cheerleader?

Rocky road.

Come on, baby. Just tell me what you want.

Do you know her?

No.

How long is this gonna take? I have clients.

We'’re looking for the person who killed her.

I never seen her.

You know this woman?

This is legal, asshole.

We'’re providing a service.

All right, you can'’t talk at work. I get it.

Hey, don'’t... Don'’t cry.

Why don'’t you give me a call when you get free of these goons, huh?

HUNTER: In your dreams, asshole.

SLADE: Three dollars a minute, Peeping tom just types in his credit card number

And then... Pop goes the weasel!

You checked the business license?

Legit.

See if we'’ve got any of these women in the system.

Any underage, working illegally...

I'’m pretty sure this one's practicing medicine

without a license.

Just find something we can use.

MAGGIE: What the hell were you thinking?

RICHIE: I told you, I can help you.

What if they'’d checked your cell phone, huh?

Give me a wire next time.

There isn'’t gonna be a next time.

Mindy was a nice girl.

She didn'’t deserve what happened to her.

[CAR APPROACHES]

I can find out who killed her.

Kim told me you'’ve cleaned up.

Yeah.Yeah? So, I'’m not gonna risk all your hard work.

I'’m good. I'’m working a program.

It'’s not gonna happen, Richie.

Hey, Babe.

I'’ll grab those for you.

MAGGIE: Here.

[MOTORCYCLES RUMBLE]

[MOTORCYCLES SLOW TO A HALT]

What'’s up?

Who'’s she?

My mother-in-law.

Ah.

RICHIE: Uh, grab the guys some beers, will ya?

We'’re out.

BABE: Come on, Richie, let'’s take a ride.

RICHIE: Yeah, all right.

[MOTORCYCLES RUMBLE AWAY]

KIM: I don'’t know what they'’re doing here.

Richie hasn'’t seen them in over a year.

What did you say to him?

About your case?

He knew the victim.

Jesus, mom! What did you do?

Nothing. I told him to stay away from the guard.

Yeah right. I can see that.

I don'’t want him involved, Kim.

Why'’d you come here?

[SCREEN DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Boss? I got one.

Hunter enjoys long walks on the beach,

threesomes and... working illegally.

Hunter'’s from Ohio,

working here since '’06 on a fake sin.

Gray, Khali, go pick her up.

CARVER: I'’m coming with you.

I'’ll...

KIM: You'’ve no idea how hard Richie'’s worked to go straight.

I mean, he goes to NA meetings, he sponsors addicts.

That'’s great.He'’s not the same guy as when we met.

You don'’t have to sell me, Kim.

I'’m glad you're happy.

We wanna have a baby.

I thought you wanted to go back to school

And get your grade 12.

They made me assistant manager at the store.

[MOTORCYCLE RUMBLES]

I just... I just wanna make sure

that you get everything that you deserve.

Babe'’s got a job for me.

What?

Come on, I doing good here.

What'’re you doing?

I'’m gonna find out who killed Mindy.

I got a chance to step up here, Kim.

Bullshit. You'’re getting off on this.

Look, Richie, I know your heart is in the right place...

One job, that'’s it.

I don'’t get what you need, I'’ll quit.

"One job."

How many times have I heard that before?

You got my back on this or not?

Do I have a choice?

KIM: Jesus.

[FRONT DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

I'’ve been a very bad girl.

You'’ve been naughty.

KHALI: ICS.

GRAY: We'’re taking you into custody pending deportation...

HUNTER: Get your hands off me, bitch!

KHALI: Hey! Relax.HUNTER: I want a lawyer!

HUNTER: Stupid pieces of shit!

I am gonna sue your asses off!

JAW: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hey, what the hell are you doing?

Your employee'’s been working illegally.

She'’s over eighteen.

CARVER: I never said she was underage.

Maybe we should take a look at the rest of your girls.

Where are you taking her?

You wanna come along? '’Cause we have enough questions to go around.

GRAY: All right, let'’s go.

This is harassment, man.

You'’ll be hearing from our lawyer.

I'’m gonna come back and back

Until you'’re in an eight by twelve cell.

You wanna call off your dog?

GRAY: Come on, we'’re done here.

JAW: What? Back to work!

Thank God...

You got me outta there!

[SEAGULLS CRY]

HUNTER: Satans Guard is all over the States.

If you send me back to Ohio, I am dead.

KESSLER: We can offer you a temporary visa

if you agree to help us.

Visa?

I have to disappear!

You need to put me in witness protection.

We can'’t help you if you don'’t talk to us.

Mindy'’s not the only one.

My friend, Brittany...

She'’s gone too.

What happened to her?

Strokes offered her a job back east.

Said that there was this big shot American

Who was gonna make her a star.

I warned her That the whole thing sounded sketchy.

I mean, I...

I told her not to go.

But she didn'’t listen to you.

I haven'’t heard from her in two weeks.

KESSLER: New job, new city.

Maybe she'’s just busy.

She'’s dead.

I know it.

And if you don'’t protect me, I'’m next.

[OFFICE PHONES RING, COMPUTER BEEPS]

SLADE: Hunter'’s missing friend, Brittany.

Satans Guard.

Yeah, they brand their women like cattle.

I pulled her bank account, credit cards,

and cell phone statements.

She bought a one-way ticket, Toronto-Saint John, two weeks ago.

Was she confirmed on the flight?

Yeah. Collected her bags,

made a call from the airport to an unregistered cell

And then swoosh,

donned her invisible woman cape.

Call Maggie.

Let her know we have another Satans Guard woman missing.

Darnell, you and Khali pick up Jaw'’s boss,

time to hear from management.

[COMPUTER KEY BEEPS]

MAGGIE: Kim made it clear She expects you home safe and sound.

RICHIE: I spent twelve years around these guys

And I'’m still alive to talk about it.

MAGGIE: you run into trouble, you say, "Kim wants me home,"

and we'’ll pull you out.

I got it.

Hey.

This is one-time only thing. You find out what you can about Mindy

and get out of there.

RICHIE: Relax.

I know what I'’m doing.

[MUSIC PLAYS WITHIN BAR, LOW HUM OF CHATTER]

You sure you'’re up for this, little brother?

What'’ve you got for me?

Want you to meet a friend of ours.

He'’s a mechanic.

He'’ll give you a clean ride,

untraceable.

Grady'’ll meet you with a package

and tell you what to do.

RICHIE: It'’s done.

It'’s good to have you back.

That halo never sat right on you.

Two girls gone.

That can'’t be good for business?

My client has no knowledge-

STROKES: I didn'’t know she was dead until your guys showed up,

scared my employees.

Any idea who killed her?

She had issues.

You know, she made good coin.

Too bad it went up her nose.

Why'’d she leave her job?

I caught her dealing, fired her.

DARNELL: What about Brittany?

She quit. Couple weeks ago.

KHALI: We heard you offered her a new gig.

Porn. Back east.

One of your American friends

Took a liking to her.

Who told you that?

Where can we find Brittany?

LAWYER: My client'’s not her babysitter.

STROKES: Look, she'’s probably drinking rum and coke

By some pool in Cancun.

[CHUCKLES]

GRADY: Hey, Jesus, boy, gimme a hand with these.

Lazy son of a bitch.

RICHIE: [GRUNTS] What'’s in these?

GRADY: I feel like crap.

Big piss up last night?

GRADY: Yeah. Nancy'’s place.

Still lives up to its name.

Lotta sweet young ass there.

Yeah?

Mindy there?

GRADY: Who?

RICHIE: Jaw'’s bitch, came up from Toronto.

Who?

Mindy. She used to work the club down in Saint John'’s...

GRADY: You deaf, shithead? I'’m telling you she doesn'’t exist.

RICHIE: Ungh!

Can you hear me now?

Take this crap out to Rockwood and torch it.

Got that?

Yeah.

Screw this up,

I'’m coming for you and your bitch.

ARNOTT: We got a wire up on Stroke'’s cell phone for a couple o'’ hours.

You might wanna hear this.

STROKES: I'’m getting a lot of heat here.

ARNOTT: That'’s Strokes, in Toronto.

MAN: That'’s the cost of doing business.

Who'’s that?

ARNOTT: That'’s a high-ranking patch from Saint John.

We'’re thinking Babe Thibideau.

STROKES: But the cost is too high.

ARNOTT: This where it gets interesting.

BABE: Hey, we stop making Kong happy,

he'’s gonna stop delivering.

STROKES: I'’m done with this shit.

BABE: We'’re both in this.

STROKES: Not anymore. You'’re on your own.

Congratulations, major.

You'’ve got these guys turning on each other.

Who'’s Kong?

We'’re working on that.

CARVER: Mindy and those girls are completely associated

with the Toronto chapter.

GRAY: Oh, come on.

CARVER: You remember, they didn'’t wanna be there.

GRAY: Hey, what'’s that guy doing?

GRAY: Hey!

[MOTORCYCLE RUMBLES]

Is that registered in your name?

CARVER: It'’s leased to DHS. Relax.

Have you dealt with bikers before?

These guys can get ugly.I think I read that somewhere.

Look, I know you can handle yourself.

Yeah.

Okay, well, I'’m here if you need me.

Bye, Gray.

[CAR ALARM BEEPS TWICE]

[BRAKES SQUEAL TO A HALT]

You all right?

It'’s nothing.

Okay, then. Let'’s pop the trunk,

see what Grady gave you.

Okay. What do we have here?

[BAG RUSTLES]

RICHIE: Oh shit! That'’s an arm.

What do I do now?

[EXHALES HEAVILY] Just what they told you.

Torch it.

I get the sense Grady will be checking your work.

Okay, guys, come on.

[BAGS RUSTLE]

[EXPLOSION]

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINES RUMBLE]

[GRUNTS]

[OFFICE PHONES RING, LOW HUM OF CHATTER]

SLADE: You look better...

Uh, it'’s not great...

What happened?

Ugh. I just bumped into the medicine cabinet.

SLADE: Ouch. Cabinet'’s got a mean left hook.

GRAY: You okay?

Yeah. What'’ve we got?

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

it'’s that prick with the camera.

SLADE: Congratulations,

you'’re the Satans Guard sunshine girl.

And guy.

Thanks.

Call Maggie. Give her the heads up.

SLADE: I got it. Go, go, go.

GRAY: Liz!

Okay, you were right about the camera guy.

Was it Jaw?

I'’m gonna nail him for this.

I'’m fine.

Where'’re you going?

If they'’re trying to scare me, I must be getting close to the truth.

Shit!

Whose body was in the bags?

A young woman.

We got positive id and her family has closure,

thanks to you.

Another girl like Mindy?

Look, you'’ve gone above and beyond, you really have,

but this is where it ends.

RICHIE: I can'’t back out now.

Babe and Grady both saw me here. Back in Toronto,

Satans Guard has already ID'’d my colleagues.

Do they know about you?

MAGGIE: Well, how long you think it'’s gonna take them

to put it together?

I gotta find the guys who did this.

Bullshit.

You'’re getting off on being back in the action.

You sound like Kim.

MAGGIE: Richie, I can only imagine

The hell that you went through to get clean.

Don'’t throw it away.

You really think they'’re gonna let me walk away twice?

You can'’t stay here.

I want you and Kim to come back with me to Toronto.

I don'’t know.

Maybe.

[TORCHES CRACKLE, POWER TOOLS WHIR]

Brittany, the girl in the garbage bags,

was sexually assaulted

and then shot in the head.

Just like Mindy.

Jesus.

After they killed her, they chopped her up

and put her on ice.

Easier to transport a body in pieces.

KHALI: They'’re getting smarter

about disposing of the evidence.

DARNELL: Not that smart.

Killer left his DNA in both women.

Run that through the database.

See if we get a match to anyone in the system.

Carver already put a request in stateside.

KHALI: Wonder if anyone'’s told Hunter

What happened to her friend?

KIM: He'’s not answering his cell phone.

He didn'’t leave a note.

What'’ve you got him into?

I pulled the plug. He'’s done with the whole thing.

Then where the hell is he?

Shit!

Maybe his, uh... His battery died,

or...

Maybe he lost his phone.

Come back to Toronto with me.

Both of us?

Yeah. Of course.

I have to go check in at the office.

Why don'’t I pick up some dinner for us on the way back, huh?

Okay. And Kim?

He'’s fine.

Don'’t worry.

[CAR WHIRS]

Richie, Kim wants you home.

What do you want me to do?

WOMAN: You like toys?

[GRUNTS]

I don'’t like being threatened.

And I don'’t hide behind a mask.

You might want to.

That looks ugly.

CARVER: You'’re gonna learn how to treat women.

[BATHROOM DOOR OPENS]

Whoa.

It'’s me. Take it easy.

[WINCES, PAINED]

We'’re not done, you and me.

Liz, what the hell was that?

It'’s nice that chivalry's not dead, but I can take care of myself.

Yeah, well, trust me. The cowboy thing doesn'’t work.

You just pissed off an angry biker.

Well, unlike you, I go in with a plan.

DNA sample.

With any luck, we just got Mindy'’s killer.

[PHONE RINGS]

Richie, why didn'’t you pick up?

RICHIE: I met Babe. I told him I did the job.

MAGGIE: Well, that was really stupid.

He kept complaining about this sick dude

from Portland chapter.

They call him Kong.

Their American supplier?

RICHIE: Yeah. Guns.

They feed him girls to keep him happy.

Richie, you gotta get home right now. Kim'’s worried.

RICHIE: I know, I know. I'’m on my way.

Grady showed up as I was leaving

and I got the hell outta there.

MAGGIE: Where are you?Rest stop off the highway.

I'’m coming home.

[GUNSHOT]

Richie?

Shit!

[CAR ACCELERATES, TIRES SCREECH TO A HALT]

[MOUTHS "OH MY..."]

[POLICE SIREN WAILS]

Shit!

[IGNITION TURNS, ENGINE REVS]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Kim?

Kim!

[PHONE RINGING]

KIM: This is Kim. You know what to do.

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

Wherever you are I will find you,

just hang on!

Hey!

Hey. Where is she, huh?

Where is she you piece of shit? Huh?

Where is she?

I took the first flight out.

Mike, you didn'’t have to come.

How'’re you holding up?

I called every name in her address book.

I went by the store, nobody'’s seen her.

Any sign she might'’ve taken off on her own?

No, no. Her car'’s still outside the house

And I saw fresh motorcycle tracks in the dirt.

You think it'’s the same guys who killed Richie?

MAGGIE: Babe had just confided in him about Kong.

So Babe still trusted him.

Yeah, yeah, '’til Grady showed up for a private chat,

and 20 minutes later, Richie'’s dead.

And Babe and Grady are in the wind?

Along with my daughter.

Hey. Hey.

The whole team'’s on this.

We'’re covering every angle.

We'’re gonna find her. All right?

SLADE: These are properties owned or rented by Satans Guard members

and their families.

It'’ll take too long to get warrants for all of them.

You gotta narrow this down.

MOOSE: New Brunswick C.I. gave me a list of numbered companies

thought to be linked to bikers.

SLADE: Well, I sure hope they left a trail of bread crumbs,

'’Cause this is gonna take weeks.

Well, that'’s just New Brunswick.

Kim could already be on her way south to see Kong by now.

[PHONE RINGS]

Jaw'’s DNA doesn't match the samples from Mindy

and Brittany.

Too bad. Let'’s hope he'’s feeling chatty.

CARVER: Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead.

What do they all have in common?

Bad luck.

DARNELL: They'’re all former associates of yours.

JAW: I could be wrong, but I don'’t think any of them turned up here.

And I'’m a workaholic,

I never get outta the city.

[SMUG LAUGH]

KHALI: We have a witness willing to testify

That you sent Brittany Crawford to work in Saint John.

KHALI: You knew you were sending her to her death.

GRAY: We got you on a wire tap talking to a Saint John biker

About the cost of doing business.

KHALI: A deal you were both in on.

And four people are dead.

That'’s conspiracy.

Then there'’s the assault on a DHS agent

By Satans Guard members here in Toronto.

We know your boys don'’t wipe their asses

without your say-so.

You tell us where Kim is,

or you'’re going away for a long time.

[CHUCKLES SMUGLY]

Toronto and Saint John are separate chapters.

What happens there has nothing to do with me

or any of my guys.

Who took her?

LAWYER: We'’ll need assurances that you won'’t be pressing charges

Against my client.

You give us what we need to find Kim. Alive.

We don'’t know where she is, but we can give you a name.

Someone you might wanna look at.

I wanna hear it from him.

Well, it'’s no skin off my ass.

John Winchell from Maine.

The Saint John boys call him...

Kong.

Winchell'’s last known address,

four-five-six Main Sreet, Portland.

There'’ll be a SWAT team there within the hour.

CARVER: His prisoner?

Maggie Norton'’s daughter.

Convey my sympathies to Superintendent Norton.

[CAR STARTS UP AND RUMBLES AWAY]

[SIRENS BLIP]

I should never'’ve come out here.

You told Richie to stay away from the bikers.

He didn'’t listen. That'’s not on you.

Kim left home when she was 17.

Would never let me help her.

I guess it turns out she was right.

I just screwed everything up.

We'’ll get her back.

[CHATTER OVER POLICE RADIO, COP CAR RUMBLES BY]

The FBI went to Winchell'’s place in Maine.

He was gone,

but they found this on his computer.

Sent from a Saint John IP address

At 7:34 last night.

Oh no.

KHALI: Saint John is offering Kim up as Kong'’s next victim.

They'’re determined to keep their major supplier happy.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

SLADE: John "Kong" Winchell

Crossed the border this morning.

Big ape'’s already here.

Kim'’s still in New Brunswick.

KHALI: It looks like a basement, concrete foundation.

Wood frame construction. See the joists above her?

Dimensional two by tens,

and that beam is rough-hewn timber.

Look. Brick chimney.

Pre-1940s.

Hey. I bumped up the audio

And isolated the ambient sound.

[COMPUTER BEEPS, KEYS CLACK]

[WATER GURGLES]

Running water.

SLADE: that'’s what I thought, too. Maybe a creek or river?

If I eliminate the properties that aren'’t wood frame...

Keep pre-1940s,

two-storeys with some kind of water feature...

And delete everything that'’s in a high-density,

urban area...

That leaves...

A whole lot of hiding places.

Zoom in right there.

[COMPUTER KEYS CLACK, MONITOR BEEPS]

it'’s an old service sticker.

Is that an account number? Check the heating company.

Slade, give me something.

SLADE: Here it is.

Thibideau, Nancy.

Ten acres on whiskey creek.

BABE: Hey, John, it'’s good to see you.

You liked the video we sent.

A little privacy would be good.

She'’s all yours.

KONG: Nobody else touched her?

No, no. She'’s waiting for you inside.

Your guys took care of things?

Yeah. You don'’t worry about that.

We cleaned it all up.

KIM: [SCARED, SHAKY BREATHS]

KONG: Ready to have some fun?

KIM: [STIFLED SHRIEKS]

KONG: That'’s it.

Fight me. Fight me.

I like that.

[DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN]

[LIGHTLY DESCENDING FOOTSTEPS]

KESSLER: Don'’t move. Not a sound.

[CLUNK ON FLOOR OVERHEAD]

We wanna be alone, don'’t we?

[MUFFLED SOB]

Drop your weapon.

Get away from her!

Get back!

Let her go.

Stay back. I'’ll kill her.

It'’s over. Let her go.

[GUNSHOT POPS, KIM SQUEALS, FRIGHTENED]

KESSLER: In the basement!

It'’s all right. It'’s all right.

It'’s okay. It'’s all over now.

It'’s all over. I'’m gonna get you outta here.

Come here, Kim. It'’s okay.

It'’s okay. He can'’t hurt you, sweetie.

He can'’t hurt you.

KIM: [SOBBING]

MAGGIE: It'’s all right.

He can'’t hurt you anymore. It'’s okay.

KIM: [SOBBING]

[FOLK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ Air around me falls apart

♪ In my hands

♪ Air around me falls apart

♪ Some try to reassemble...

Strokes walked.

You got Jaw.

Hey, you think I'’d let him get away with this?

Maybe our working styles aren'’t so different.

I'’m not sure that'’s a good thing.

♪ I will stand here

♪ And I will wait for you

[CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]