King

You and me working together. Is this gonna work

my God!

It's not my fault.

If she was our kid,

we'd want someone we trust to watch her, right?

A spot in intelligence opened up last week.

Do I get a kiss goodbye?

- She's drunk. - Nark.

- What's goin' on out there? - Better not.

- I'm not sure. - Boss.

- It's kinda hard to see. - I need you to focus.

- She's cold. Can we turn on the engine for a sec? - : No, we can't.

- That's him! It's him! - It's gotta be. Go!

Police!

Police!

- Good job, MK. You all right? - Yeah. Never better.

: I just wanted somebody for a fix.

It's not him. It's not Seymour.

Get him out of here. Now! MK, put your hood back up.

Back on the bench. Everyone else, positions!

: It was the wrong guy?

- MK, you good? - In position.

- What's going on? - We've still got 10 minutes.

Maybe we'll get lucky. I'm sorry. I thought it was him.

Just keep an eye out, ok? You see Seymour Keegan,

all you have to do is identity him.

Let me give you my coat, sweetie.

Oh, my God! It's him!

*

Barbara Tamsin.

Why do you people keep targeting me like this?

- Tell me how you know her. - She works the concession stand

at the community center where I swim.

Why were you meeting her in the park?

I was in my car,

not in the park. That's important.

Barbara said you offered to help her with math...

To tutor her.

- She asked me. - To meet at night

in a park?

Ok.

We found some pretty interesting items in the trunk of your car.

Can you tell me what part of being a math tutor

requires a shovel, Seymour?

Or a rope?

That's the emergency kit in my car.

What kind of items do we usually find

in an emergency kit?

A pylon, a flare? Or IC plastic sheeting,

and duct tape, and a hammer?

Do you remember Farrah Elliot? Jury found me not guilty.

It's unbelievable. You people.

It's a little coincidental that when we discovered Farrah's

remains 3 years ago, she was wrapped in plastic sheeting secured with duct tape.

Farrah died from trauma to her skull,

likely inflicted by... You got remarried.

- By what? - That's nice for you.

A hammer.

I should call my Cora.

Your wife's not gonna alibi you out this time.

This time you're on your own.

Tabby Reich. Disappeared in winnipeg when you were a resident.

Crystal Baskin. Timmins. I've never seen either of them.

- You were questioned in both cases. - 'Cause you guys target me.

It's harassment.

Long brown hair, same age...

We call that a "snack bracket", Seymour.

Your obsession with me, Jess...

Is gonna hurt you.

Your career.

You should be careful.

I worry.

*

Attempt kidnap. Judge will have me withdraw the case

in 10 minutes tops.

Seymour arranged to meet Barb in the park. He did the same thing with Farrah Elliot...

First, you had a false ID, second, he wasn't even near the girl.

- He was circling. - Circumstantial.

No, pattern of behaviour. And the stuff in the trunk

demonstrates intent...

The test is strikingly similar. I'm not confident.

- Seriously. Ida. - Public mischief, maybe.

Then no bail. At least.

We've got to keep Seymour locked up.

You feel, despite the relatively minor charge,

that bail should be denied?

That's right.

Mr. Keegan has been convicted 3 times in 4 years.

Twice for indecent exposure, once for prowl by night.

It's my experience that this pattern of behaviour

demonstrates intent to commit a more serious crime.

In fact, I charged

Mr. Keegan with rape and murder of Farrah Elliot 3 years ago.

Since that time,

he's also been questioned in 2 other murder cases...

This is a bail hearing, counsel.

- Your honor, I... - I get the message, Detective.

Look, if you're telling me

he's a murderer, put a murder charge in front of me.

I'm looking at public mischief, and it's my responsibility

to craft conditions of release accordingly.

His wife Cora's not a surety, your honor. Given his past convictions,

we believe the safest place for Seymour Keegan is in jail.

We got what we could.

- It wasn't enough. - Well, he was given conditions.

Seymour walked. That's all that matters.

- Long time, no see. - Heard you were on him again.

Thought I'd come down and see how it turned out.

Same as last time.

He's got a sixth sense. He kinda slimes his way out,

doesn't he?

You have your own task force now.

Yeah. I wondered whether you might have had something to do with it.

No, no. You got that on your own.

I had a little help when Derek Spears had a meltdown.

How is Spears? You two are working together?

Yeah, we were. I lost him to intelligence.

- Justin Wakefield, this is Ida... - Jacome. Nice to meet you.

Look, I'm sorry, ok?

Don't be. You're not the first lawyer to let Seymour Keegan walk.

Justin and I were partners on Farrah Eliott.

He retired right after Seymour was acquitted.

Couldn't take it anymore. Bring me a case, I'll make it.

Bring me a date in the park that never happened,

you take what you can get. You know what?

There's a girl out there right now, living her life,

listening to her mp3 player...

You know, being a girl.

One day you're gonna hear about her, how she disappeared

right off the face of the Earth.

I don't know what the hell you people expect me to do.

Nothing. I stopped expecting you to do anything a long time ago.

Jess.

You promised.

- I trusted you. - There are conditions.

Seymour's not allowed to come within 500 feet of Barb...

You gave me your word

that he would be put away for a long time,

but he is walking away right now.

He has to report to the police every week until his trial.

How am I supposed to protect her? I work.

We can't put Seymour in jail until he does something more serious,

but knowing his history, it's our responsibility

to prevent him from doing something serious.

Well, that's just stupid, isn't it?

I couldn't agree with you more.

Go to hell.

*

: I want to know where he came from,

where he was hiding, where he was watching.

What can we do, boss?

Find me a crown attorney with some actual balls.

Seymour's not stupid enough to go after Barb again.

- That's something. :- Chief.

Send the Keegan file back to sex crimes.

Predator and offender unit. Let 'em do their job.

Not a good idea, sir.

We've had some bad luck. Or he had some good luck.

Either way, wind it down, pass it back, move on.

Do we know when Detective Demaris is coming back?

Not yet.

- I haven't heard anything about Detective Spears' replacement.

- Been a little busy. - You're down too.

Fill Spears' desk soon, or I'll do it for you.

Do you wanna throw something? I can give you something to throw.

Collier, call HR. Let's look at some resumes.

See who wants to join us.

MK, case prep on Austin Cale.

Prelim's in 2 weeks.

That's it? We're not gonna...

You heard the man. Winding down.

How long you been out?

What time is it?

: Oof...

You ok? How'd it go?

Bad day.

Are we hungry?

- Sure. - What's that doing out?

- You left it there. - Did Dawn see it?

I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know, Danny?

She's a kid! We shouldn't leave this kind of stuff lying around!

I didn't leave it lying around, Jess, you did.

- Yeah, and you didn't put it away! - Ok, stop!

I lost.

It's not your fault.

Seymour should be in jail, and he's not.

You can't win every time, Jess.

Why not?

So, pho.

I got 2 different kinds, and... Crap. I forgot about Dawn.

She's sleeping.

Good.

The hell was that?

Dawn?

I, I didn't break nothing.

I just knocked the salad bowl thing.

Whoa! Whoa! Where the hell did you come from?

- Dawn's bedroom. - I mean how'd you get

in the house? He's my boyfriend.