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Previously on "King".
What do you think of the Major Crimes Task Force?
Is this a job interview? I must be kicking ass in the phone room.
You know, you shouldn't have married a younger man.
I was lost, but now I'm found.
- You're pregnant, Jessica King. - Want to give us a second, here, pal?
Give us a second!
So you've got a gambling problem.
: Any available units to 275 South Kingsway.
Domestic involving a male and two females. Weapons involved.
What are you doing?
- Get away from my husband! - You bitch! How dare you!
Get out of here! You bitch!
Taylor. We're supposed to be the calm ones, remember?
Someone could be hurt or dying in there.
Yeah, you want to rush in and make it two more, or what?
No, no, no. No, no, no! Donna! No, no, no, no!
Bastard!
- : Crazy bitch! - Get out of here, you stupid bitch!
Leave us alone!
(Woman speaking foreign language)
- Ah! - Ah!
- On your knees! - Come here! Give me your arm!
- Bastard, Henry! - Stay down!
I swear to God, I will kill her!
I think that's enough! Don't you?
- : Let me up! - I'll take it from here, Sless.
Henry, out of the pool. Get Donna in the goddamn house.
Come on. I got this.
- I think we're good here... - Listen. You're good to go.
It's plenty busy out there tonight. I'll write it up.
Sure.
- Come on. Up you get. - Taylor.
Let's go.
Thanks for the help. Much appreciate it.
And, Sless, say hi to that wife of yours.
In.
Henry.
- Detective Sergeant King. - Hey, love.
What, you piss off your new partner?
- No, domestic. - All the worst.
- Beer? - Crisper.
You know, I'd rather take on a drugged-up gang-banger
with an AK-47 than a betrayed wife
with an axe. You're never gonna guess who showed up to help out.
Let me take a look.
I put the rest in a GIC for when we... want to buy again.
First week back in uniform, and you're already locked and loaded.
- You sure you want to do this? - Yep.
- So, who showed up? - Oh. Fielding.
- As in the ex-chief Fielding? - The corrupt ass-grabber himself.
- Henry Fielding was at your domestic? - Call was at his son's place.
Three-way cage match between Junior, his wife,
and the girlfriend.
Daddy showed up to keep the peace.
He says hi, by the way. I hope you told him to go to hell.
I haven't seen the little ass- grabber since he kicked me down to the phone room.
So, what happened?
- I have no idea. We left. - What do you mean, you left?
- Fielding had Bantam with him. - You left?
- Staff Sergeant tells you to leave, generally you leave... - No, I'm not criticizing...
I got enough crap to deal with. I don't need insubordination added to my...
It's like we're having great sex and you just stopped.
- Fifty-three thousand dollars. - That's a lot of shoes.
And, uh, college education for the baby.
- Jess, you know... - Danny, just pay off the bookie and let's move on.
- It won't happen again. - No kidding. It does,
I'm taking you out behind the portables at recess, and I'm kicking your ass two times.
So, no more bets.
Hey, Staff Sergeant says no more bets...
I'm done. Good.
So.
Take me somewhere I can show off these shoes.
Go get your ball!
Come on back. Come on back, Buddy.
Bring back your ball.
No, eh?
I'm gonna bring you back to the dog store.
Come on, Buddy.
Help! Help!
Chief, you have a swearing-in ceremony at two?
No, nine o'clock. Yeah.
Give me a call when you're done.
I might have something for you. Chief. Chief.
You got a minute? Henry. Um...
Just a minute. In private.
Looking good. Retirement treating you well?
How's, uh... - Sheila. - Right.
- And? - Marie. Good. Good, good.
What can I help you with? That girl out of Cherry Beach.
Terrible thing. It is.
I wanted you to know it had nothing to do with
what happened. Last night... Henry, stop.
I thought I could save your people some time, get them on the right track.
You know I can't talk about an active investigation.
- I just thought a little professional courtesy. - Which is what I'm giving you.
- I appreciate this, Paul. - Any time, Henry.
I like what you've done with the office. The common touch.
Thanks for dropping by.
Get me Jessica King.
- Living out of your car, King? - Feels like it.
Middle of moving.
- Bought a new house? - Renting a condo.
What are you doing here, Chief?
We work the scene, you read the reports. Remember?
- It's a floater. A young woman. - Why not just leave it with Homicide?
- It could get messy. - What does messy mean?
Fielding. He knew about this before I did.
- That's sticky, not messy. - He wanted me to know
that it has nothing to do with what happened last night,
whatever that was. Domestic at his son's house.
Henry Jr.'s wife tried to take a 7-iron to his girlfriend.
Nothing in the morning reports.
Wow. OK...
And we suspect our floater might be...
- The girlfriend. - Yeah, that's messy.
Son on a bitch still has the loyalty of half the force.
Probably more than half, sir. Just sayin'.
Which is why you're the only one I trust on this one.
Which one of you called Fielding?
Then you're both on suspension.
I need the Major Crimes Task Force
to handle this investigation like it would any other.
No special treatment.
Sir, a former chief of police is involved.
It's gonna be special whether you want it to be or not.
And your history with Fielding isn't going to...
No, sir. All good.
Good. Good, good, good, good.
Because if this goes south in any way,
I'll hang it on you. All of it.
Just saying.
Does this mean you're gonna give me the rest of my team?
- You just brought Martin in. - Yeah, but I lost three.
Things are tight budget-wise. We'll see how you do.
- Detective Martin. - Spears. Beautiful day.
You know, in Major Crimes we wear a suit because
we're meeting families on the worst day of their lives.
Surveillance, we wear what's comfortable
because we sit in the van until our legs fall asleep.
A suit is a sign of respect.
A suit is an antiquated symbol of conformity. Almonds?
We're gonna see a water corpse.
They're good for you. Full of antioxidants.
Not so many. They're high in calories.
- I thought you said they were good for you. -
Both good and bad.
- The secret is moderation. - Yeah, cops don't do moderation.
- Spears. - Sir.
Chief Fielding, he put you in charge of Major Crimes. Isn't that right?
- He did. - Who do you work for?
- The people of Toronto, sir. - No, I'm thinking chain of command.
- Detective Sergeant King and you, sir. - Good. Just so we're clear.
- Chief. - Detective Martin.
Right. New hire for Major Crimes.
I'm a bit puzzled by King's thinking on this one.
I have a Masters in Criminology
an exemplary record in surveillance, and...
and I'm tall, so I can reach for things on the top shelf.
Carry on.
: Hey, boss. What do we got?
She was found washed up by the rocks earlier this morning.
- That brought Graci down here? - This woman is connected
to a certain ex-chief and his family.
- So they're investigating the Fieldings. - No. We're investigating
the suspicious death of a young woman.
- Could be accidental drowning. - Look at the bruising.
Could be from impact of water, but it's unlikely.
Could have fallen off a party boat.
Greg Hastings, grade 10 semi-formal.
- So you're thinking homicide? - I'm thinking everything. Martin,
- you're supervising the autopsy. - OK.
- Staff? - Yes, Martin?
- I've never done an autopsy before. - Oh, we get to pop his cherry.
- Make sure they do a diatom test. - Sure thing. What's that?
Little silica-shelled organisms in bone marrow.
Looks like pasta.
It determines the chemical makeup of the water she drowned in.
They cut her thighbone in half.
- Like a roast chicken. - Roast chicken. Pasta.
Right.
We need to talk to the first responders
to last night's domestic. Sure, who was it?
- Start with him. I'll see you back at the shop. - OK.
- Detective Sergeant King. - I can't answer any questions.
Major Crimes Task Force. Always knew you'd land on your feet.
That why you kicked them out from under me?
- That girl's death. - Alina Minkutei.
I want to offer my cooperation.
As ex-chief do you get, like, a lifetime pass
so you can just roam the halls, relive the bad ol' days?
My son, embarrassing as it is, had a relationship with that girl.
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