- Previously on 19-2... - I love you, Ben Chartier.
Feels like I woke up wearing shit-coloured glasses today.
- Can't get 'em off. - At least you slept.
Nobody is going to work anything with you.
We've looked at your record.
- What's wrong with my record? - You just killed
your second teenager four months after your girlfriend died.
I fucked up, Nick. I gotta... I gotta make it right.
You can't make it right, Ben.
- I gotta come clean. - No, no, that's bullshit.
- You made your choice. - Can't live with it.
- You're gonna have to. - I can't.
I gotta come clean, Nick.
Look, you're a cop, alright? No one's gonna fuck with you.
I told him that the drugs are gone
and that he can tell his friends that.
What the fuck, Ben? Why? Why would you do that?
'Cause they get nothing from me. Nothing.
How does it feel to be back?
I think it's weirder for everybody else than it is for me.
- Hey there. - Hey, Dr. Bernard.
What'd you bring us today?
I had a boyfriend who beat the shit out of me.
Anyone gives you any trouble now,
you know a cop.
I need some time.
Ben? I just brought some laundry.
Who the fuck are you?
You know the cop?
You got my statement. We're done here.
Internal wants to ask you...
Fuck Internal. You listen to me.
I want that girl out of here.
You've talked to both of us.
You don't need anything else from her. Nothing.
We need her at the station.
She's not a suspect! What did I just say?
Ben.
You need her, you come through me. You smug fuckin' prick.
Chartier,
- I need to talk to you. - Why didn't you have a car on my place?
We had you...
I asked you: why didn't you have a car on my place?
- I didn't think of it. - Yeah, well,
that's who walked in on him. And that would've been on you.
We screwed up.
- Yeah. - I'm not denying it.
Well, do you at least know who it was?
The muscle won't be local.
It's who sent them that counts.
- Yeah, and who's that? - Outsiders.
From Toronto. Trying to take over Montreal.
We think we know who's behind it. A guy named Geraldo Minelli.
- He ordered this? - We don't know.
And what are you gonna do about it?
These assholes want to kill each other, that's one thing.
If they send somebody after a cop, that's something else.
There's gonna be payback.
- Payback for who? - Everyone.
Let's go.
I'll take this.
So what the fuck is actually going on, anyway?
I pissed some people off.
- They sent a guy to threaten me. - What'd you do?
It's safer that you don't know.
But you have to get out of here.
For a while at least.
I'm sorry.
- Thanks, man. - Yeah.
So, where you going?
Hamilton.
Hamilton? What's in Hamilton?
It's not here, so...
- You ready? - Yeah.
Look, I've got a thousand dollars.
Just take it, put it in your bag, don't let anybody here see it, OK?
- OK. - Yup.
That's all we can take out right now.
That's a lot of money.
Well, it's enough to get you by until you can come back.
I just don't know when that's gonna be right now.
I don't think I'm coming back.
No, no, I'm not just cutting you loose here.
It's not up to you.
I don't wanna be here anymore.
Bad shit happens.
You know you probably saved my life today?
If I would've walked in on that guy...
I guess you owe me one.
3:17 Hamilton, 3-1-7 Hamilton, boarding now.
You'll call?
- Yeah. - OK.
We don't know who's responsible yet, but we are going to respond.
The full department is aware of what happened.
What the hell is going on? You were threatened?
- The Commander is talking. - I'm done.
Gear up. You'll rendezvous at Le Saint, on William. You know it?
- Disciples bar. - Yeah.
We're serving
a blanket warrant on the premises. We arrest everyone inside.
Disciples associated with what happened to Ben?
They're organized crime.
We're not picky today.
A cop got threatened.
Go crack some heads.
SWAT teams on the way, ETA two minutes.
You're all under arrest! Do not move!
- Shit! - You! Get up!
Up against the wall, now! Up against the wall!
Come on. Come on.
Fuckin' cop!
Against the wall. Up against the wall.
Spread your legs. Spread your legs. Spread.
- Rox. - Don't fuck around!
- I got him, I got him. - No, no, no.
I got him, I got him.
- Hey! - Leave me alone!
Copy, 19-2.
- We're pretty much done here. Am I still riding with you?
19-85, all my units are back on.
We've got a break-in that's been waiting.
- Yeah? 19-2, we got that. - Copy, 19-2.
- 312 Berri. - 19-8, you go with them.
Sarge, with all due respect,
- come on. - You're getting backup.
- I've got my partner. - Cops ain't the ones
who should be running scared, Sarge, ain't that right?
Ain't that what this is about?
Anything happens, you call for backup.
- Always. - Cancel, 19-8.
Feels good to be doing something.
Disciples don't have anything to do with it.
They deal drugs for the people who do. It's something.
At least we're standing up.
I should've stayed with you...
No, no. Stop thinking that. It wouldn't have made a difference.
I think you should stay with me for a while.
- No. - No?
- No. I'm not going anywhere. - Then you're buying a couch.
Alright?
What do you think, you're a cowboy?
No, I'm Tonto.
Amélie called me that one time.
- Really? - Yeah.
I guess that makes me the Lone Ranger.
Yeah, I guess so.
Buck naked, two o'clock.
Yep, I guess sometimes I do love this city.
So, did your father give you
any dish on what happened to Ben?
- A little. - Oh please,
- do not get this man started. - Oh, come on, I wanna know.
Apparently, there's some missing drugs.
Guy who had 'em was under surveillance
and Ben Chartier was on the observation unit.
- And they think he stole them? - Could happen.
Not to Ben Chartier.
19-4, 19-7, you on the road yet?
Just leaving booking, Sarge.
I'm just so cold, man.
- Can I just go home? - What about your wallet?
You got a wallet, your keys, a phone?
Duh.
Duh?
Where'd you take off your clothes?
Shit, uh...
Oh shit. Uh, yeah.
Yeah, I got it maybe. You gonna give me a ride?
No. No, we're gonna get you to a hospital.
We're gonna get you checked out.
There's an ambulance coming right now, so hang tight.
No.
No, no, no, I can't. No.
I don't wanna.
You're not in any trouble here. You can relax.
I don't want to.
We just wanna make sure you're OK, that's all.
I am not OK, man.
I'm really messed up.
They'll take blood.
No way.
- What are you afraid of? - I'll lose my job.
What are you on?
What is it? Uh...
G. That's what the guy said.
19-2,
- cancel that ambo. Our guy's OK. - Oh, my God.
Alright, tell us where you left your clothes.
Is this the place?
Uh-huh. I'm so fucked if this gets out, man.
- So, what is it you do for a living? - I'm a teacher.
Let's go get you your clothes.
This guy lost his clothes.
- Does he have his key? - For?
His locker.
- No, doesn't look like he does. - Name?
Pro... Pronger.
You come with me. You two can wait here.
- Why's that? - You got no warrant.
Wanna come back on your own time, feel free.
It's OK, go get your things.
Count your cash.
- Barron here. - Nick.
- Nick, Nick, is that you? - Mom,
it's me. I'm here. Can you hear me?
- Mom? - Nick, I fell.
Uh, where are you?
Are you at home? Where are you?
- Yes. Nick... - OK, I'm coming. I'm coming.
Mom? Mom? Mom!
- Shit, I gotta call 911. - Use your radio.
Use the radio.
I need an ambulance at 5732 Maple Hill Crescent.
19-2, what's your situation?
It's a personal emergency, Sarge. Nick's mom.
Mr. Barron?
You're her next of kin?
- What happened? - Let's talk outside.
She's on some pretty heavy medication right now.
What kind of recovery time is she looking at?
Well, this is bigger than a broken hip. Your mother
has serious health issues. Malnutrition is the big one.
And she's also abusing her medications.
How often do you see her?
Not enough. She's gonna be OK, though, right?
Your mother can't take care of herself anymore.
I understand. Thank you.
Is she OK?
She broke her hip.
- Can I see her? - They knocked her out.
- Still. - OK.
Bring the basket.
- It's so hard for him. - Yeah, I can imagine.
I, uh, I heard what happened.
My whole squad's on it.
Thought that you were in burglary now.
Busting warehouses.
- So what's that got to do with it? - It's bad for their business.
The whole department's got you on their minds, Ben.
Theo wants to stay for a bit.
- Sure. - I gotta go get her
some things.
- OK. - Alright.
Alright, just wait here. I'll go pack her bag.
OK.
I'm done.
She's not eating.
Yeah, I know. The doctor said.
I haven't been around for a while.
She's been going through Amélie's things upstairs.
There's boxes of them.
She must've got 'em from the basement.
So you wanna go back to the hospital or...?
Um, no, she'll be out for a while.
I'll finish my shift.
- You sure? - Yeah.
OK.
19-2, we're back on.
Sergeant?
You're looking for a solo?
You could put Dionne with Bear for a while.
No one wants to ride with the sergeant.
- No offence. - You got assaulted on a solo.
- Yes, I did. - Have you done it since?
It's past time.
She is blowing up your phone today.
- How do you know it's "she"? - It's a "he"?
'Cause I'm the one with you in the car ridin' week after week,
so I know something's going on. How new is it?
Beyond new. It's not even a thing.
Mm-hmm. What's her name?
Tammy.
So how many times has
Tammy called you today?
They're mostly texts. Maybe ten.
So what's her problem?
Her ex found her on Facebook, from back home.
Back home where?
- New Brunswick. - My man.
You like the country girls, huh? All sweet and innocent?
- That's your style, huh? - It's personal, OK?
I don't wanna talk about it. Suit yourself, young fella.
I'll be right here when you change your mind.
19-37 to base.
Pick it up, pick it up! Yeah!
Hey, stop! Up there!
Look up there! Look up there!
19-21, I got a woman on a roof. Véronneau Centre,
Avenue Palm. Looks like a jumper.
Hey there.
My name's Audrey.
What's your name?
I just thought you might wanna talk to someone.
You only get to make this decision once, you know.
Are you sure this is what you want?
OK, you need to step off the ledge right now! Come!
Ah!
- You're sure you're OK? - Yeah.
- Yeah, I'm fine. - Yeah?
She jumped?
Yeah, and she tried to take a cop with her.
And she's getting charged for it, so don't put her on a form.
- That's up to the doctor. - She's not right in the head, Ben.
Is she gonna be OK?
Broken legs, anyway, but yeah, she seems OK.
Falls are weird. She really tried to kill you?
She jumped. I couldn't stop her. That's all.
She didn't know what she was doing.
Yeah, we saw it.
Just another jumper, right?
I got you.
Listen, we'll take her in, OK?
- No, I can do it. - No, you don't.
We got it.
Thanks.
- I'll go in the bus. - Yep. You sure you're OK?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Listen, listen!
- You have to calm down. - You don't get it. I can hear him,
- Richard. He's right outside. - Tammy,
just lock the door. I'm on my way.
- You want some company? - What?
With your friend. Tammy.
- I can handle it. - Hm.
I ain't say you can't handle it.
I'm just asking if you want me to tag along.
Thank you. Not needed.
It's not you. It's the job.
It fucks you up.
It's not your fault, right?
I'm not fucked up.
Sarge, could I stay on for a couple more hours?
I just bought a new place, I could use the overtime.
You wanna go back out? Tonight?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
You're here.
You're not eating. You need to eat.
Nonsense.
I went to the house.
Well, that's an event.
I do eat.
I just don't cook.
You look tired.
- I'm not tired. - It's that job.
No one wants
to be married to a cop, Nicky.
Isabelle was a cop.
Look what happened there.
Why are you doing this?
Because you want a family, Nick.
You always have.
And you have a terrible job for that.
Commander called.
- You OK? - Yeah, I'll come back tomorrow.
Yeah. Well, the Commander called
and said he wants us to come in right away and gear up.
- What's going on? - Report to Media Relations.
Something about a gym out east.
That's all he said?
He said it was a direct order from him
and he wanted to be real clear on that.
'Course he did.
Tammy?
Get off him, Jason!
I know she's hooking, you asshole! Someone saw her!
You need to get your head out of your ass!
Who the fuck are you, huh?
- Her pimp? - I'm not... I'm a cop.
I'm a fuckin' cop.
Oh yeah? You saying a cop's pimping her out?
Huh?
If you're a cop, what the fuck are you doing just lying there?
Give us a minute.
So you're fucking a hooker.
I'm not having sex with her.
He assaulted a cop.
I could charge him.
But how do you think that looks for you?
She's 17, Richard, for Christ's sake!
I said I'd help her out,
that's all.
I'm supposed to develop sources.
They're both going back to New Brunswick. This never happened.
I'll protect you on this, Richard.
Thank you, sir.
Now... what are you gonna do for me?
- Hey. - Hey, what's going on?
I got something
interesting for you. For him, actually.
You're making an arrest. We just have to wait for the camera.
- What is this? - You're arresting Luigi Perillo.
Louie the Florist. He's a bank.
Launders money, fences stolen goods.
He also makes donations to politicians
and unions, including ours.
And the point is?
Well, the Florist works with everyone.
He doesn't take sides. He just... makes money.
So we're gonna have you arrest him on TV in his underwear
and let everyone involved in this clusterfuck
think about what they're seeing.
You're waving a red flag here, Izzy.
I'm in.
These guys have no respect.
- I'm in. Thank you. - Finally.
You might wanna think about this for a minute.
Don't need to.
Hey. What time are you getting off?
Dt. Campbell is requested at the reception desk.
- Did you see this? - Yeah.
- I knew about it. - Is that smart?
Ben gets threatened, so they put him out there in public like that?
That's the point. Our tribe is bigger than theirs.
- Hm. - What are you still doing here?
I told Rox I'd check her paperwork.
- You and the new girl, huh? - I'm just helping her out.
Well, she's gonna need to find a new rabbi.
You made the Sergeant's list.
I was gonna tell you tomorrow
at fall in, so act surprised.
- Do you know where I'm going? - Interviews for squad postings
will start next week. You'll get one.
Thank you, sir.
How long you been in 19?
Long time.
♪ I lost my baby ♪
♪ I lost my darling ♪
♪ I lost my friends I lost my mind ♪
♪ I lost my baby I lost my darling ♪
♪ I lost my friends ♪
♪ I lost my mind ♪
Yeah!
How fast does this thing go?
- It goes pretty fast. - Yeah?
I'm not gonna show you.
- Oh, come on. - No.
Aww.
You'll just have to hope we get a hot call.
Then I'm hoping.
Hm... I love this road.
Camillien-Houde?
You know the story?
What story?
- Of the road over the mountain. - No.
- No? - No.
Alright, well,
Camillien Houde was mayor forever, alright?
Off and on for, like, I don't know, thirty years?
Corrupt fat populist dick.
It didn't matter what he did, he got re-elected.
Anyway, the whole time,
He had this one bedrock principle:
There will be no road over the mountain.
I mean, he'd do a speech at the bottom of the mountain
every time he ran:
"Over my dead body!" That's what he said.
And they named the road after him.
And...
built it over his dead body.
- No! - Yeah!
No!
Seriously, yeah, he's buried right down there!
Oh my God, Montreal!
Oh...
- Wait a second. - What?
Hey, hey, hey!
Is everything OK here?
No, it's not. I need you to call for an ambulance.
- You don't need an ambulance, Vicky. - You don't know what I need!
- Stay here. - OK.
- What seems to be the problem? - The problem is we were fighting
and little miss sunshine over here decided
to shove my car keys up her... vagina.
And now she can't get them.
- So you... what? - Like I said,
I need a fuckin' doctor.
- What the hell happened to you? - Bar fight.
- Got suckered. - Was your girlfriend involved?
No.
That's done.
Too bad I ain't into the bar scene no more, huh?
OK, let's get this done.
Thibeault, 19-22, lunch at 11:30.
- You hear from Martine? - No, not yet.
You will.
Barron.
Officer Barron. This is Felix Pronger.
Felix Pronger?
- Buck naked. - Ah.
What can we do for you, Mr. Pronger?
Well, I have a student who's in a little bit of, uh, trouble,
and I'd like him to be able to speak to someone
who's not just gonna, you know, bring him in.
That'd have to be our call, Mr. Pronger.
Yeah, I understand that.
Is it possible you could swing by today?
- Sure, what's the address? - 537 Viger.
Viger High School.
Inside Viger High School! I repeat, officer shot!
Copy, 19-2.
- Down! Get down! - Get down!
He's taking cover in the control room!
I got it.
- I'm OK. - I know.
Hi. Thank you for coming.
Yup.
Right this way.
You good? You OK?
Kid's got issues.
I'm gonna take him for a coffee on the weekend,
but I don't think it's gonna do any good.
Well, it might.
- We don't need to be here. - Nope.
I know I haven't been there for you, Mom.
I'm sorry.
What for?
Being so angry.
You were just trying to protect me.
Your dad?
He could see how much you worshiped him, you know.
I think that's why he started running away from us.
He knew he couldn't change.
All he could do was fool people for a while.
He sure fooled me.
Not for long.
And nobody since.
You know you're not the easiest person, Mom.
Neither are you.
You can't live alone anymore, Mom.
I'm gonna move you downstairs and I'm gonna take your bedroom.
No.
No? Look, Mom, it's either me or a home.
I can't stay there.
I can't even get out of bed.
I hate that house.
Alright.
- It's not you. - Yeah.
Whatever you wanna do.
Thanks for coming.
Best I just show you.
- Careful, it's slippery. - Yeah.
- So you're back on? - Oh yeah.
Internal's back in their cave. I saw you on TV.
Who is he?
Geraldo Michael Minelli.
Late of Etobicoke.
He's the guy that wanted to be king of Montreal.
They know who killed him?
Someone he trusted.
Does it matter? He was a loose cannon motherfucker.
Bad for business. Once he went after you...
Yeah. They cut him out.
Like a cancer.
Mob's not a cancer.
You can cure cancer.
Mob's a virus.
The best you can do is keep it under control.
Welcome to Montreal.
- Who are you? - Lapointe. Organized Crime.
- We're taking the scene. - All yours.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Probably not.
Why d'you leave me? That night.
Moral of the story,
don't start sleeping with your boss.
You sure you didn't take those drugs?
Yeah, I'm sure.
She always had a way of making everything about herself.
Even me.
For you.
My mom will kill me for that.