19-2

Previously on 19-2.

What the hell happened?

The place was booby-trapped.

The guys inside started shooting.

We got cops down.

I don't do monogamous relationships.

- Why didn't you tell me? - It's not even your business.

- I work with the guy! - We were gonna tell you.

I love you.

I love you too.

Liar.

- She's my wife. - You're an asshole!

Let me tell you what happened.

Audrey's alive. She's a fighter. Let's stay focused.

She should not have been riding solo.

She's a fucking mess!

Another notch in your belt, huh, Nick?

Who's next?

Mmm!

You said this was a boring neighbourhood.

Uh-huh.

It's not.

How so?

There's 2 kids casing B & E's right down there.

There's lots of stuff going on around here.

There's a booze can letting out right down there.

That's a rave.

Right.

You see this guy down here on his cell phone?

Yeah.

About a minute from now,

he'll be shooting up

in the alley right there.

How do you know that?

'Cause he's not the first customer this morning.

Uh-oh! There he goes.

Well, you're not as dumb as you look.

Oh, yeah? Well, how dumb do I look?

Show me more!

Dr. London to the ER.

Hmm! It's for the backsplash.

Hmm! Perfect!

You hate it!

Only in my kitchen.

You know what?

It's actually a good thing we can't live together.

How would we decorate?

And what makes you think we can't live together?

All right, keeping your options open. I get it.

Hey, that's over.

Is it?

I told you.

I choose you.

They're keeping her in a coma.

34-6. We're coming up to De Lorimier.

For how long?

Well, at least she's stable.

Yeah, stable in a coma. Great!

In 19, we have a domestic dispute

at 1532 Prince Louis Boulevard.

19-2. We're on it.

You don't think I understand? You don't think I get it?

Sir, calm down.

This isn't about you. Okay? It's about him.

He's done with me. He's gonna kick me out!

He brought home another lover!

- He is not my lover! - You're a liar!

You think that I don't know?

All right! That's enough! Both of you, shut up!

I'll go.

- Good! Go! - Don't you dare, Bruno!

All right, stop! I said shut up!

Now, sit down, all of you.

You guys like to keep us coming back here.

What's the problem this time?

- He is. - That is so unfair!

Bruno is my ex-lover, and he's homeless,

and I told him that he could stay with us

until he gets his feet under him.

Is this your place?

It's my name on the lease.

Then he decides who stays.

This is my home!

I am not trying to replace you.

You need to smarten up.

You can't have the cops being called

every time you have an argument.

Now, can we handle this like adults?

Of course!

Good! Then, do it. Hurry up!

It's just for a couple of days.

I don't believe you.

Richard, I love you, OK?

I am trying to help a friend. Can't you accept that?

Forget it! I'll find somewhere else--

No, no!

You can stay. I'm sorry.

For a few days.

You see, Bruno? It's fine.

I promise that we will keep our voices down from now on.

If we have to come back, we're laying charges.

Play nice.

Thank you!

The incident happened in SQ jurisdiction.

Can you advise them and let me know as soon as you're clear?

44. That's a negative...

Is there any chance of putting a solo on that?

I don't have any solos.

Don't worry about it.

Brake.

Brake! Tyler, brake!

You guys OK?

Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah.

You guys can go home. It's OK.

Thank you.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Give me the keys.

Give me the goddamn keys!

You son of a bitch!

You think they'll make it as a couple?

Weekly noise complaints aren't the most promising sign.

Yeah, but they care, though. You can see it.

OK, copy that.

That's not always enough.

How do you feel about Amélie's thing?

What thing?

Open relationships.

Are we talking about this now?

I guess we are!

32-12. Did my message get through?

I'm cool with it.

Yes, it's 1201 Ouellette.

You're cool with her having a boyfriend?

Everything's out in the open.

We're both grown-ups.

Well, you're not exactly one to judge, are you?

A little bit of self-loathing there?

In 19, we have a reported fatality.

1532 Prince Louis Boulevard.

Are you fucking kidding me?

19-2. We're on it.

Fuck!

Copy, 19-2.

Did anyone get inside the building?

Go around the side and see if...

Jumper?

Yeah, 6th floor.

We were just there. Domestic disturbance.

Oh shit!

No, the disturbance was between these two.

The guy who jumped sat and stared at his feet.

I checked his ID.

Outpatient at the Allen. Depression.

It's gonna look bad in the reports, Nick.

People jump.

For Christ's sakes, we clean up bodies all the time.

Are we under arrest?

We're gonna have to bring you in to get a statement.

I didn't see what happened.

I heard somebody screaming outside.

I wanted him out. This is my fault!

He's never gonna forgive me!

You don't know that.

I cheat on him. I can't help it.

How is he ever gonna trust me?

Then stop.

Yeah.

Give me your keys!

Bear.

I need your ride.

What's going on? Is it Audrey?

Where's he going?

And what the hell happened to your car?

A dog ran into the road.

Tyler hit the brakes. We clipped a fence.

I'll file the paperwork as soon as we get back to the station.

Fall in, guys. Right away, please.

Fall in!

Patrolman Jean-Pierre Harvey died today

as a result of injuries sustained

while on duty at this precinct.

Thanks, Marie.

Thanks, Marie.

Look at him!

He's gotta stop. I can't keep carrying him.

Hey, Nick's on leave.

I'm putting you with JM. OK? No more solos.

OK.

It could be worse. You could be stuck with JM.

Listen up!

Come on, listen up!

Nick should really be saying this.

Whatever, he's not here.

Harvey didn't deserve to go out the way he did,

but it could've happened to any one of us.

To Harvey!

To Harvey!

Hey, man, that was good of you,