19-2

Previously, on 19-2...

- I don't think that's her. - Wait here.

All you have to do is make them happy.

I love that tattoo.

Is that a hint, Mary Louise?

Oh shit!

Probably run out of gas by the time they get here.

Tyler!

Why don't I talk to my lawyer and call you back?

What was that about?

- What are you doing with the SQ? - There's a mole.

In 19.

- Somebody must have hit me. - Could be vandalism.

- There's a gun back here. - The fuck is this bullshit?

Hands behind your back.

- OK, you need to go now. - Amélie...

- You need to go now! - Amélie, listen.

You got your call.

I'm gonna need some help from our friend in 19.

What's the story with Antony Tremblay?

What story?

You happened to see his taillight's been smashed,

then you happened to notice coke in his car,

and then you happened to find a gun in his trunk.

That's correct.

I had to cut him loose.

- No hits on the gun? - It's brand new.

Registered to Tremblay's brother-in-law. He's coming to get it.

It's barely been used, which does not match your report.

- May I see that? - Sure.

You described it as well used and recently fired.

I thought you were a gun guy.

I'm sorry, I, uh... must have gotten carried away.

- What about possession? - Barely three grams.

- Come on, what's going on here? - Nothing. No, I, um...

I apologize. I'll be more careful next time.

Yeah, you do that.

Dismissed.

- The gun was switched. - What are you talking about?

The gun that we brought in was an American-made Beretta 92FS.

Yeah, isn't that the one she just showed us?

No, the gun that she showed us was Italian-made.

It's got a rounder trigger guard and different markings.

The gun was switched.

After we put it in evidence, before it went to Ballistics.

- Tremblay used the mole. - Mm-hmm.

- Shit. - Fall in.

- We gotta take this to the SQ. - No.

This is serious, we don't have a choice.

- We have to take it to the SQ. - No, not yet.

- Let's go, guys, fall in. - Yes, sir.

Come on, guys.

- Nick. - Not yet.

Pouliot, Brouillard,

you'll be riding 19-7, lunch at 12.

Hamelin and Joseph, 19-4, lunch will be at 12:30.

Barron, Chartier, 19-2, lunch will be at 1PM.

As for assignments, today is a very special day.

I will let Detective Latendresse tell us all about it.

- Detective? - Thank you.

As you may know, the city sold a block of community housing to developers.

Residents were given notice five months ago.

Today, you'll be escorting the bailiffs around the site

while they give their final notice.

Tomorrow, you'll provide support for the evictions.

How many evictions?

That's what you'll find out today. Most tenants'll be gone.

Does it at least count as a day's community service?

- It does not. - Oh, come on, Sarge!

What are we doing here? Are we working for the city

or are we working for developers kicking people out of their houses?

Place your fingers together

and put them on your belly button.

Now take a nice big breath,

and as you breathe,

you wanna think about breathing down to the baby.

And as you do,

your fingers will come apart.

And breathe in...

and now, exhale.

Breathe in...

Exhale. (banging on door)

- Natalie Richard? - Yes.

This is your third and final warning that your lease is up.

The building has been sold and is scheduled for demolition.

If you do not vacate today, you will be evicted tomorrow.

I know that. Thank you.

- See you then. - Ma'am, ma'am...

It would really be best if you left today.

Ha! Best for you, you mean.

Well, if you leave it to the last minute,

then we put your stuff on the street.

- We don't have a choice. - Really, we don't have a choice here.

You know what?

You two should be the ones protecting me from this.

Do you have a place to go?

Sure. Social Services has found me a spot in a family shelter.

They even take newborns.

Lucky me.

Well, I'm sure that we can help you find a place.

Yeah, I'm not looking for help from you.

I have one more night in my home.

I'd like to spend it in peace. Thank you.

I hate this fucking job.

Hi... hi. I...

I need your help. Can you help me?

- What can we do for you, sir? - It's my wife, we...

Where is she?

- We need you. - Alright, alright.

Come here, please.

TV...

Ma'am, do you need an ambulance?

No, no, no. It's the TV, it's not working.

Sir, I thought you said it was your wife.

I need to pack. She gets upset.

Since the stroke, TV keeps her calm.

- TV... - It's OK.

Nina, Nina, it's OK.

It's gonna be fine. Can you... can you look at it, please!

It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.

We'll get your TV back.

Are you folks set up to go somewhere?

Everyone's going to the shelters. It's OK...

You're gonna have to pack up. You can't stay here tomorrow.

I understand. Can you fix it?

- Calm down. - It's just a loose wire.

- I'm not going anywhere. - There you have it.

See? See? It's OK. It's OK, honey.

- You're welcome. - I'm not going anywhere.

Sir, this isn't right.

As I was saying, you are gonna have to pack everything up,

- otherwise you're gonna lose it all. - No.

No. No, we're not.

It's all... it's all OK.

Police! Police!

- It's empty. - Yeah, looks like it.

Aw, shit. Junkies.

Junkies... like cockroaches. Where there's one...

19-7, we need backup. Police!

Alright, on your feet. Come on, let's go.

And what do we have here?

Tampons, lipstick,

condoms...

Oh, and a little bit of smack.

The modern woman's essentials.

You keep a little pick-me-up in your purse, do you?

Oh, yeah. A picture of you from high school.

I pull it out when I feel blue, and right away I feel so much better about myself.

Line 'em up outside.

- We'll take 'em in for possession. - Yes, ma'am.

- Alright. - Guys, get up. You heard her. Get up.

- Wake up. That's right. - Come on, come on.

Be quick about it, man. Won't wait around all day.

You can sleep when you're in jail.

Let's go. Against the wall when you get outside.

Shit. Shit!

Come on!

Ugh! God.

- Uh... - Anything else we can do for you, sir?

Uh... I can't leave Nina and...

That's alright, we'll take care of the TV.

Oh, boy... If there's one thing I can't stand, it's criminalizing the public.

No one's criminalizing anyone.

I bet you'd feel different if it was you.

Why don't you kids go play something more productive? Like basketball.

Oh! (laughing)

- That kid remind you of you? - Not even close.

You ever see that stripper again?

- Yeah. - How'd it go?

Three years you've been my partner, this is the first time

- you show any interest in my love life. - What can I say?

Maybe these damn meetings are finally getting me to open up.

This is opening up?

Well, it is in a way, 'cause, you know,

I lost a couple since I've been off the sauce

and I was wondering if, you know...

I could set you up with a stripper?

- I could buy that, you know. - Don't be like that. You're not J.M.

It's good enough for you.

What? You don't know where it's gonna go!

I am gonna see her again.

Good, good! Face those fears, girl.

- That's how you do it. Hey! - Hey!

What are you, stupid? Stop running!

Little shit! Hey!

Stop running!

Hey!

Watch it!

Fuck! Little shit!

Oh, fuck!

Gimme your hands! Tryin' to run from the big dog?

- What's going on? - You know this piece of shit?

Never seen him before.

- It's OK, sir. You can step back inside. - Let's go.

What you runnin' for, huh?

What you runnin' for?

Come on, it's private.

Shit...

This is nice work.

Alright, Alpha 2-6-7 Bravo 8