19-2

Previously on 19-2...

If the officer is found to have shown wilful misconduct,

her contract with the Montreal police will be terminated.

The department is offering you two months' paid leave.

- He didn't want to be lying to you. - Don't. Just let it be.

Job's not like it used to be. Can't kick in doors,

give some wife beater what he deserves. Nobody trusts us.

- He knew my fucking name. - You pick the guy up,

two days later he's dead... and it turns out your cousin's involved.

Right now it seems to me you're lying to protect your partner.

- So what happened? - I don't know.

He killed the guy, Nick.

It's Chartier. I have a lead on the mole. Call me back.

- I'll file for a warrant. - I told you it wasn't Nick.

Do you think I'm ever gonna trust you?

I didn't touch that little girl.

The beast didn't wake.

- Nick... - We know.

Sergeant Julien Houle is the subject of a national arrest warrant.

He's facing charges of public corruption,

possession and distribution of child pornography.

Search warrants are being executed on his business offices

and his home as we speak.

Forensics will be clearing his office today.

No. No, no, no.

This has gotta be some kind of joke or something.

Come on, you guys are playing a joke on the rookie, you gotta let me in on this shit.

The sergeant has been allegedly leaking information to organized crime.

So... now he's a pedophile? Come on, come on, guys, guys!

We know this guy, right? Right? I mean...

Based on what? Please. What evidence?

We rescued one of his victims. She was 12 years old.

- Jesus Christ. - Are you sure?

Yes.

Hamelin, you'll be acting sergeant.

Nick. Nick's senior.

I don't want it. Let her have it.

OK.

I know this comes as a shock to all of us.

I would ask you to, uh... take it easy out there. Just...

get through the day.

Alright.

- Brouillard and Dulac. - No, no, sorry.

Just give me a solo, alright, please, until Audrey gets back.

OK. Brouillard, 19-21.

Tyler, you'll take care of the rookie?

Mm-hmm.

Today's beautiful faces...

Will Investigator Dawson please call 205?

- Any word? - Nothing yet.

Last credit card hit was yesterday, same for his phone.

Um...

Thank you.

N-19, traffic lights are out at René-Lévesque and Papineau.

- That'll be a mess. - Tyler, Dulac, you wanna take that, please.

19-4 responding.

What's that?

It's an SQ scanner app. It'll pick up anything code 2 or higher.

In case they find him.

Someone will.

Where's he gonna go?

You hear anything from Homicide yet?

No, you?

What about your cousin, you hear anything from him?

- No. - 32-6, on our way.

He's gone, forget about him.

He killed the guy, Nick.

I know.

I was there.

So I wanted to see if the SQ... - You shitting me right now?

- They didn't, and... - What the fuck were you thinking?

- What were you thinking? - I wasn't.

Yeah, no shit! You brought Cass?

- I needed someone to keep an eye out. - Jesus Christ,

you and your cousin, man...

Cass is the one who found the kiddie porn,

and that's... that's when I got stupid.

- That's when you got stupid. - You didn't see what I saw!

You shouldn't have seen anything, Nick!

I lost my head, alright? I admit that.

How'd it happen?

The guy recognized Cass, Cass freaked and...

shit went down before I knew what was happening.

- How'd he know Cass? - He knew all about me.

He threatened Isabelle, threatened Audrey...

even threatened Amélie too.

You got your smoking gun now, huh, Bambi?

You gonna use it?

Hey.

Bear?

Hey, Audrey.

- You haven't heard. - Haven't heard what?

- What's going on? - And you didn't see the news.

No, I don't watch the news anymore.

You don't smoke.

Not for a long time.

- What you doing here? - Trying to get back on.

And I just heard about Houle.

Fucked up, ain't it?

The one guy you think has got his shit together.

- Need a lift? - No, I got my car.

Yeah, you best stay out of this.

Take the paid vacay.

I want my gun.

I got you.

I can probably talk to some people.

Union guys.

Thanks.

No problem.

- Where is he? - Cass? I don't know.

You're full of shit. You've been covering for him this entire time.

I saw him once, I told him to get out of town.

Oh, good! Good work!

What the fuck was I supposed to do, turn myself in?

You better tell me where he is. Where'd he run to?

- He didn't run. - Then where is he?

Just 'cause nobody found the body.

I had no idea. You understand.

Well, do you think you should've suspected Sergeant Houle?

Absolutely, yes.

And were you close, personally?

I can take Sandrine with me.

Go with Julien.

It's OK. Go, Sandrine.

Commander?

Were you close?

For a time, yes, when...

when my wife was sick.

You're not gonna see that girl.

- So what is it? - It's Nick.

- What about Nick? - Take a walk?

- Know his cousin Cass? - Yes, I've met him years ago.

- He's a bit of a crook, right? - He's more than a crook.

What, did something happen?

- Cass killed a guy. - What?

What guy?

The guy who had the girl we brought in. The pedophile.

Jesus.

And Nick's involved?

Do the police know?

There's a warrant out for Cass. There's no evidence linking Nick.

Tell me what Nick did.

He says Cass killed him. Nick didn't see it coming.

- Do you believe him? - Should I?

- Yes. - Am?

Yes.

This guy who got killed... I work with the victims.

I'm not gonna cry, you understand?

So what?

So he's my partner.

Makes me a part of it.

I told Amélie about Cass.

- You tell her I was there? - Yep.

So like a little bitch, you go tattling to my sister.

- That's not your business. - I trusted you here.

- Then trust me. - So why'd you feel she needs to know?

She didn't, I did.

Needed someone to tell me you're not just screwing with me.

- Excuse me? - What?

No, fuck that. You have no high ground on me there, Chartier.

- Oh no? - I was just telling you the truth.

Yeah, that's after you lied to me, let me lie to Homicide.

- 'Cause I didn't want to get you involved. - Only you did.

- That's right. - Yeah, that's right.

So now you're involved.

- You're an asshole. - N-19,

we have two complaints of a homeless man relieving himself in a backyard.

19-7, number one or number two?

I told her she could trust you. Where's this backyard?

- Hutchison, south of Van Horne. - 19-2, we got it.

- Hey there. - Hi. Um,

I tried to talk to him, but he was... he was pretty confused.

- OK. - Right there.

- Thanks. Stay here. - OK.

Hey there.

You alright, sir?

I can't find my house.

- I'm trying to go home. - OK.

OK, well, let us help you, OK?

Just come on with us.

Put you in the car, where it's nice and warm.

What's your name, sir?

Harold Krune.

Uh, this is Montreal police.

We just picked up one of your residents, Harold Krune.

We're bringing him back now.

Excuse me?

Alright, I understand. Yeah.

They won't take him. We gotta take him to the hospital.

Is that their call?

Yeah, pretty much, if they can't look after him.

Check Social Services, see if he has any family.

- He's got a daughter. - Mm-hmm?

- Oh shit, that's messed up. - What?

She was charged with neglect. She wasn't feeding him.

He was 61 pounds when Social Services took him away.

- Jesus. - Some people.

Hey, they got a hit on Houle's cell phone.

- Where? - South Shore.

Let's go.