Due South

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Entry Prohibited

United States Marshals Service

You can't smoke in the terminal.

So arrest me.

Due South S02E04 "Bird in the hand"

Special Agent MacFadden, Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms and this is ...

Special Agent Borland, FBI.

Well, I'm afraid that Inspector Thatcher is out of town.

I'm Constable Fraser, Deputy Liaison Officer.

And this is Constable Turnbull, our...

temporary..assistant...interim...associate... Deputy Liaison Officer.

Oh, hi. Sorry, I didn't notice you.

Yeah.

And this is Diefenbaker.

- Uh, Your office. - Yes, please.

- Would you like me to hold your calls? - Yes, I'd appreciate that.

- And what reason should I give? - I'm sorry?

The Americans. Should I say you're in a meeting?

- Yes, that would be good. - Ah.

So it's not a secret meeting?

I'm sorry?

High-level. Inner agency. Off-the-record.

Not that I'm aware of, no.

Ah, good.

Of course, if it was you shouldn't even tell me.

So perhaps it is secret and you just can't say.

If that's the case, I understand.

- It's not the case. - Ah. I understand.

Canadian consulate, liaison office...

I'm sorry but I can't tell you that...

He may have ordered lunch from your establishment, or he may not have.

Who's in there?

Where?

He was my father's best friend on the force. They went to the academy together.

I've known him all my life.

You had any contact with him since his incarceration?

No.

I imagine not. I mean, the man killed your father.

You're not just gonna pick up the phone and kick around old times.

How can I be of assistance to you?

You seem very cool about this.

Gerard is serving a life sentence.

Whatever my feelings, they ended with his imprisonment.

Two months ago, Gerard reached out to one of your crown attorneys.

Let it be known he'd be willing to talk about his involvement...

in other criminal activities in exchange for making his life easier.

Apparently he had an arrangement with an American arms dealer named Lloyd Nash.

It's a name that interested us.

Last week Gerard was in transit to testify here in front of a Grand Jury.

Two U.S. Marshals picked him up in Toronto...

and flew him to O'Hare where he disappeared.

He had help.

We've been looking for him for seven days. We can't even find his shadow.

And as you said, you've known him all your life.

We figured you'd be able to help.

Well, I would still have to clear it through the Consulate.

Grand Jury convenes on Wednesday.

We have one day to find Gerard,

or Nash'll never see the inside of a prison gate.

That's...our problem.

Your problem is the man who killed your father is out there, enjoying life.

Clear it all you want.

Anything you can think of. Contacts he might have here,

family members or friends that we don't know about. We'd appreciate it.

Vecchio. You're going to trial a week from Wednesday on the Turner brothers case.

I've turned it over to Assistant State's Attorney Hilliard.

Stress-related vacation, Louise?

I've assured Hilliard that you will have a complete...

and thorough recollection of the details of the case...

so as not to embarrass him on the stand,

because if you embarrass him,

you embarrass me.

And you don't want to embarrass me.

Read it.

- Busy? - Nope.

Nash, Lloyd.

How do you get any respect as a criminal with a name like Lloyd?

- Is that a serious question? - Uh, no, Fraser.

Is this the guy Gerard is suppose to testify against?

Apparently.

Ah. here it is.

Lloyd P. Nash.

Heh. You wanna know what the P stands for?

- Is it pertinent? - Not even close.

Well, I can see why the State's Attorney wants him so bad.

Indictments, seven; convictions, zero.

Yeah, it seems all key witnesses have a funny way...

of disappearing just before each trial.

Where can we find him?

Come on.

Fraser, if you're gonna keep doing that,

people aren't gonna be able to find anything around here.

I'm sorry.

All right, so here's the plan. Good cop, bad cop.

And I play?

- Take a guess. - Ah.

So we go in, you tip your hat and curtsy.

I threaten to burn down the warehouse if he doesn't...

turn over Gerard. None of which'll do any good.

- Well, why's that, Ray? - Well, use your head, Fraser.

If Gerard is suppose to testify against Nash...

do you think he's gonna turn him over to us?

Never hurt to ask.

Oh, that's not true. Sometimes it hurts very much.

People tend to shoot bullets at other people for asking questions like this.

Make sure they're all there.

You say this guy Gerard is suppose to be giving testimony against me?

Hey, don't play like you don't know, all right?

The question is, how much heat do you want to bring upon yourself.

'Cause it just so happens I have a pack of matches in my breast pocket.

Yeah, I noticed the bulge.

Ah. You wanna play? Alright, let's play.

- What's in the crate? - Christmas decorations.

- You got a permit for 'em? - In fact, I do.

Why don't you go pick up a warrant...

and I'll show it to you?

Now, I suggest you and your friend step off my premises.

It's not a safe place to be standing. A bulb might burst.

Look, let me tell you what's not safe, all right?

We appreciate your time.

No, he appreciates your time, I don't appreciate anything.

Ray-Ray, I think Mr. Nash understands our position,

and if it's in his interest to cooperate he will do so.

Why don't you give him your business card?

No need.

I have your number.

And we got yours, Lloyd!

Why don't you ask him what the 'P' stands for?

- What did I tell you? - When, Ray?

Waste of time and audiotape

You recorded that conversation?

Yeah, it's a new policy. Anytime I go anywhere with you, I record everything.

Mainly because if I have to go to court,

no jury will ever believe the damn things that come out of your mouth.

Why isn't this thing turning?

- Did you depress the red button? - Yes, I depressed the red button.

And did you press "play" at the same time?

Of course I pressed "play" at the same time.

- Here, let me have a look. - I know how to operate a tape recorder.

Well, I wasn't saying that you don't.

Then why did you ask me if I depressed the red button?

Well, I only meant that sometimes it's the obvious things we overlook, Ray.

I mean, ... by way of example:

It was obvious that Nash was operating openly.

In fact, he appeared to be flaunting it.

Look, buying guns isn't illegal.

Smuggling 'em out of the country will get you arrested.

Still, it's not the way you would expect a person to behave...

if they were under threat of indictment.

One could almost conclude he was trying to tell us something.

Look, if he was trying to say something I would have heard it, okay?

What?

Are you still recording?

You're a very funny man. What do you want?

I made a call for you.

The package you're looking for is at the Waverly Hotel. Room 311.

Told you I had your number.

He just told us where to find Gerard.

Something's not right, Ray.

There's nothing right about this, Fraser. Nothing at all.

Waverly Hotel

If someone was gonna testify against you,

would you tell the cops where he was?

- We've been through this, Ray. - Ah, I don't like this, Fraser.

We're gonna knock on that door, and the shotgun blast...

is gonna remove a portion of my body, I'm not ready to part with.

Benny.

Take this.

No, I can't, Ray.

Look, two will get you seven (7/2 odds) that Gerard's not even in there.

But if we find him, and he should put up a fight? And try to escape?

Then we'll pursue him.

Yeah, but maybe I can't keep up. Maybe my ankle's gonna give way.

Ray, are you saying you need to see a doctor?

This man killed your father.

If he should shoot at you, or come toward you in a threatening manner?

Then I'll disarm him.

Okay.

- Say you needed to defend yourself. - Mm-hmm

To discharge a weapon, and accidentally kill Gerard.

I'm just saying that I would let people know that it was self-defense.

You don't have to worry that I would let 'em know...

that it was anything but self-defense.

I understand, Ray. And I appreciate that.

But I simply want to see Gerard...

returned to prison. That's all.

Okay.

Let's go say hello.

I knew it was to good to be true.

I'll come in from the street.

I never thought you'd be the one they'd send to kill me.

A little tighter, I can still feel my fingers.

This is Constable Fraser for Detective Vecchio, please, it's urgent...