Hudson & Rex

They're late.

Relax, they'll be here.

You have the diamonds?

May I ask how you got them?

That's ancient history.

History is always important to someone.

You got the money?

What is this?

Hand them over.

Hey hey hey!

No no no no no!

What the hell, man?

Are you nuts?

Nice try.

Ohh!

- (GUNSHOTS) - (SCREECHING TIRES)

Since when does Dad work on Sunday?

I'm starving.

Well, let's give him another five minutes.

I have no idea what's keeping him so long.

- (DOOR OPENING) - Ah!

Well you're lucky you came home.

Your son was just about to-

Lois.

I'm fine! I just-

- Uh! - Nelson!

Dad?

Dad, what happened to your arm?

Nothing. I'm fine.

No no, you need medical attention.

Okay, no doctors, no hospitals. Please.

I've already called 911.

They said they'd be here by now. So it won't be long.

What have you done?

- Hey, Sarah. Hey, Charlie.

What have we got here?

The homeowner's son called 911

to report his father was hurt.

And when first responders arrived-

they found that he'd been shot in the arm.

Hmm.

Judging by the blood in the car-

I'm guessing it didn't happen here?

He says he was leaving his office when it happened.

He didn't see the shooter. But it looks like-

the bullet went through the passenger side window

and got him in the driver's seat.

He lost a lot of blood.

He's lucky he made it home.

I don't know what all the fuss is about, Detective.

It's standard procedure for a gunshot wound.

I understand you refused to let them take you to the hospital.

Well, it's really not that bad.

The bullet passed through cleanly.

But it's still a serious injury.

- Mm-hmm. - I'll be fine.

You're sure you didn't see anything?

Not a soul.

Nelson works in the industrial district.

Sunday, is very quiet.

Once the window exploded-

I just got the hell out of there.

Wrong place, wrong time, hey?

Why didn't you just drive yourself to the hospital?

I didn't even realize I'd been shot!

I'd assumed it was,

a hoodlum throwing a rock.

And I just-I must've been in shock.

Friendly dog you've got here.

You have a deep bruise on that arm.

Do you know how you got that?

I'm not sure.

You passed out.

And you hit the floor really hard.

That must have been it.

I bruise easily.

Mm-hmm.

I'll be fine.

I think he lied.

I don't think Nelson was near his office when he got shot.

How can you be so certain?

Well, he used his credit card

to purchase gas at a station near Middle Cove

at 8:45 AM.

Something tells me this isn't the only thing

he's been lying about. What's in that area?

Well, there's a road that leads to a marine research centre.

But it's closed on weekends.

Okay, I'll take Sarah down to the marine centre.

Have a look around.

Rex, let's go.

Hey!

Can I help you folks?

Do you work here?

Yeah yeah.

I'm the weekend custodian.

Rick Mannox.

People call me Manny.

How many staff members working here today, Manny?

Oh, it's just me.

Did you see or hear anything unusual this morning

between the hours of nine and ten a.m.?

Gunfire maybe?

Gunfire? No, nothing.

What is it, Rex?

Why? What's... What's going on?

We're just trying to figure that out.

Do you mind stepping back?

Recently fired.

That must have been what Rex was smelling.

Manny...

This is the part where you tell me

who fired a weapon here this morning.

Or I'm taking you in.

Too slow.

Can you give us a minute?

So, Mannie.

I just found out you're on parole.

Three years for fencing stolen jewelry.

You want to go back?

I didn't shoot anyone.

I swear. I don't even own a gun!

Well, if not you, then who?

Come on.

You give me a name.

Maybe I put in a good word for you

with the Crown prosecutor.

I'm not giving you her name.

Well, then you're going back to jail.

Great.

I've got friends in there I'm looking forward to catching up with.

Any luck?

No, he's not budging.

I'll need to get some leverage on him,

something from his past

we could use to start getting him talking.

Maybe Jesse will have some luck with his phone.

Well, he did make one mistake.

He said "I'm not giving you her name."

Removing half the population from the suspect pool

- is a good start. - Yeah.

How are you guys doing here?

Well, we found shattered glass from a broken car window.

Ah, that sounds familiar.

We won't know if it's a match to Nelson's car

until we process the blood and glass, but...

Based on the thickness of the shards, it looks likely.

Okay, well between that, and then-

the slug you found in the post,

it confirms Nelson was shot here.

It's not that simple.

So, the bullet we found in the post

isn't the same bullet that passed through Nelson's arm.

How can you be sure?

The one Rex found looked like a .357.

If that's the same one that hit Nelson in the arm,

it would have done a lot more damage.

You got something, buddy?

Nice job, Rex!

Two for two!

You just earned yourself a burger tonight!

It's 9 millimetre.

Different bullet.

So there were two weapons.

Yeah, at least.

I've done some digging around.

There are no guns registered to Nelson Dwyer.

But then again,

nothing about Nelson Dwyer

is what it appears to be on the surface.

I ran a deep background check on him.

Okay? Here he is.

Okay? Now.

Meet the real Nelson Dwyer.

Looks a little different to me.

Yeah, I'd say.

Well, maybe they just share the same name.

And the same birth certificate? And the same social insurance number?

His last medical record

was 24 years ago-

when he was diagnosed as HIV positive.

So he assumed a dying man's identity.

Yeah. Exactly.

And he's been living with it

for the better part of two decades.

Well, if our guy's not the real Nelson Dwyer-

who the hell is he?

Detective!

Sorry to disturb you folks.

You going somewhere?

Well, after what happened,

we thought now would be a good time to take a vacation.

My cousin has a fishing camp up north, so-

Lois, do you mind if I talk to your husband privately?

That won't be necessary, Detective.

I have no secrets from my wife.

Okay.

I know you're not who you say you are.

I know you've been living

under a stolen identity for quite some time.