Previously on "Rookie Blue"...
I thought I was doing the right thing.
Do you have any idea what you put me through?
I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore.
Okay, you know, you don't have to do anything.
Okay? You don't have to do anything.
I'm gonna do it all.
Your task force... I want in.
This assignment's dangerous, but I figure you know that.
We're picking up your partner now.
Have you seen Nick at all?
You're leaving everything behind.
There's no e-mails, no calls home.
So you ready to say good-bye to your old life?
Yeah, I guess I am.
I don't think he's coming. I think we're drinking alone.
Don't push me in. Do not push me in.
I wasn't gonna push you in.
I was coming to bring you a beer.
- You were gonna push me in. - No. Why would I do that?
You spent an hour getting ready. I wouldn't...
Uhh!
I hate you so much right now.
No, you don't.
You love me.
You just hate change.
I don't hate change. I hate surprises.
Really? 'Cause I kinda like 'em.
Aah!
Oh, my God.
- You're so dead. - I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.
Here.
Uhh!
Easy. Whoa.
What is your problem? Oh, my God. I owe you big-time.
- Get away from me. - He's here. Let's go.
Well, gotta work.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Different idea.
- P.J., what do you think? - Hey, how'd it go?
It was all right.
It's easy.
Damn, it is hot as hell.
- Hey, see you back at home? - Yeah.
- Won't be long. - Okay.
See you in a bit.
Back up.
- Back, back, back. - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy.
Shut up. Shut up. Easy.
- What is this? - Don't be stupid.
What do you want?
Thought we'd just, you know, come by for a couple beers.
The thing about living in the boondocks...
right? I mean,
liquor stores close at what is it?
Like, 8:00? And that's, uh...
well, I don't even know how you guys do that.
Ahh. That's... that's tasty.
Look at that.
That's nice.
I'm gonna check this one.
This is great. This is fantastic.
Look at this.
This will... this will do.
Do you have any idea who you're messing with?
I got no clue. Would you like to see things get messy?
All right, easy, man, easy. Be cool.
- Aah! - Whoa. What the hell, man?
- Yeah, what is your problem? - You got something to say?
Repeat after me.
In town...
Steve McCowan...
runs meth.
You guys wanna do your thing out here, whatever it is,
that's up to you.
- We good? - Yeah.
Thank you for the beer.
Von, man, what are we gonna do?
- You okay? - Go. Go.
Go? Go... go... go where?
Fine. Then shut up and stay. You okay?
I'm fine. Fine.
This is bad.
This is really bad.
Ugh. I cannot wait to crawl into bed.
I'm still pretty amped. I think I'll see what's on TV,
watch a movie or something.
Very funny.
Nice job, guys.
Did you really have to hit him so hard?
Yeah, that was my bad. You took one for the team,
and I'm hoping they bought it.
They did. They're spooked.
All right. So now what?
I'm gonna head back into the city,
and I want you guys to stay in touch.
Hopefully, they start scrambling, making mistakes.
Let's see if they surprise us.
I really do hate surprises.
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Hey, buddy? Buddy? Did anybody ever tell you
you look a... a lot like a cop I used to know?
Guy by a name of, uh, Sam Swarek?
Get in. I'll take you down to the station.
Uh, you can meet him.
It's only another mile, brother. I'm good.
This jogging...
not like you.
Adapt or die.
You're either part of the steamroller,
or you're part of the road.
Well, I'm actually a part of this car,
which is on the road.
I'm all right with that.
You want a coffee?
I'll take an iced green tea.
Uh...
Half-sweet, all right?!
Don't let 'em put all that sugar in it!
One arm. Boom.
Actually, uh, Chris, we're going to the splash-pad today.
- You should put him in his trunks. - Oh.
Hey, Chris, can I talk to you for a second?
Just give me a second.
- I'll see you later. - Mm-hmm.
- Bye. - Bye.
Mommy.
It's been sitting on the table for a week.
It's from Timmins P.D.
Yeah? So?
- So what are you gonna do? - Well, I... guess I'm gonna open it.
When? I... I'm just trying to figure out next month.
I mean, should I be looking for a roommate?
Chris, I love you, man.
I do. You know, you're... you're like my brother.
Forget that. You're better than my brother.
My brother was a bit of a dink.
But...
What?
This isn't working. All right?
Plastic toys everywhere. Bras in the sink.
4 people living in a 2-bedroom apartment.
I don't want you to leave, but if you...
Dov, this whole vow of celibacy thing
has turned you into a real grouch.
Yeah. What does that have to do with anything?
You know what you need? A little love in your life.
Little crack to let the light in.
That's disgusting.
- It's Leonard Cohen. - Okay, fine. Can you just figure out
what you're gonna do and let me know, please?
Yeah.
So Dex drops Leo off last night,
and he says he doesn't want me buying Leo
any more "Spider-man" stuff 'cause it's too violent.
Whatever. But then I look at my kid.
He's wearing a brand-new "Star Wars" shirt.
He's holding a light-saber.
You know what Dex said?
"Star Wars" is so cool.
Yeah, that's what he said.
But this is your cue, Gail.
You're supposed to say Dex is a jerk.
Yeah, but people are people. You can't change 'em.
What's wrong with you?
I'm in a good mood.
I had dinner with my mom last night.
Apparently, there have been some serious budget cuts this week,
and some major task forces have been told to wrap it up.
Andy and Nick? I prefer to think of it as Nick and Andy,
but, yeah, sure. Whatever works.
Guy left without saying good-bye.
Stood you up at The Penny.
Gone for six months. He's lucky you're not furious.
Oh. I am furious.
My back.
I told you, you should've taken the bed last night.
Wasn't my night.
So what now?
I don't know. Guess we'll just lie low for a bit.
Wait for them to make the next move.
Yeah, if these guys think
McCowan's moving in on their operation,
things will definitely move faster.
Well, that's good. Six months hanging out with these idiots...
I don't know. Some of it's been fun.
Yeah.
There he is.
♪ Miss America ♪
That's Miss Detective America to you.
Yeah. Well, I know. I just... I keep forgetting
that you're not a real cop anymore.
You wanna come to parade with us anyway?
No. It's hot. It's summer. The city's in gridlock.
- So? - So I know what Frank's gonna say.
You guys are working traffic.
Yeah, 20 bucks says you're wrong.
Last day of the month. Day the numbers go out.
15s are down. It looks bad for us.
So I'm betting speed traps.
Easiest way to boost those numbers
and meet our quota.
Quota?
We don't have a quota.
No, of course we don't.
20 bucks, huh?
Yep.
I'll take your money.
Right this way, Detective.
Is that for me?
- Thought we'd open up with a joke today. - Oh, I've got a good one.
- I have an extra one. - Two guys... a ninja...
- My joke. - Oh.
Okay.
I can't remember the joke.
But it was a good one.
It was about traffic.
We have 12 major intersections blocked off today.
Okay? Avenue and Yonge... they're both down to one lane.
It's a nightmare, which means everything is slowed down,
including our numbers, so...
I want speed traps...
at all the usual locations.
Fish in a barrel, right?
You all know the drill.
Assignments are on the board.
Thank you very much.
Dov, you gotta wear the vest.
Do I?
Speeders, speeding. They gotta be able to see you.
Yeah. I don't do the vest.
'Cause it doesn't look cool?
You're celibate. What do you care?
I know, and I've never felt better.
I'm telling you, it's amazing.
Look at my eyes.
Look at the whites. Crystal clear.
I mean, you should try it.
Well, Dov, I'm just back into my marriage.
I don't think that celibacy's in the cards,
except for the fact that, of course,
I am just back into my marriage.
Yeah? How's that going?
It's going. Huh? Happy to be back with the girls.
Actually, you know what? It...
it's hard. I'm trying.
- Trying to what? - I don't know. Change. Be a better man, better...
better husband.
Oh.
Frank was right.
Fish in a barrel.
Sir, you have any idea how fast you were going?
No, officer, I don't.
Well, you wanna take a guess?
20 over? 30? What do you think?
Can you just write me the ticket?
I need to be somewhere.
Actually, you were going 50 over you know what that means?
That means that you would've liquefied Officer Epstein here
had you not seen him.
Come on, guys. Can you give me a break here?
Officer, it means we have to charge you
with reckless driving.
Look, whatever the fine is,
I got a whole bunch of cash in my pocket.
Don't need a receipt for it. You know.
Well, fine's $2,000.
Sorry. What?
Officer Shaw, do we take cash?
We don't take cash... or bribes.
Also means a court appearance,
- and you are going to lose your license for seven days. - A bribe?
- And we have to impound your vehicle. - You're not taking my car.
Come on.
Over my dead body, you're gonna take my car.
Well, now you're just being dramatic.
All right, so last night,
I was gonna write, "pistol-whipped,"
but it wasn't a pistol. You know, it was a shotgun,
but "shotgun-whipped" isn't a term.
Don't write that.
Why not?
Makes me look stupid.
It makes you look heroic.
I shudder to think what you write in your little diary.
"Shudder," huh?
And this is not my diary. It's my notebook.
And so what? I'm old school.
- Can't trust computers. You can't wipe 'em clean. - You sound like Swarek.
Well, he did train me.
You're allowed to start doing things your own way now.
Oh, I am? Well, thank you so much for your permission.
It's been seven months. The guy dumped you on your ass,
- then he comes crawling back... - Yeah, I know, I know. Okay?
Too little, too late. It's over.
I mean, I don't even remember the guy's phone number.
- Who is it? - It's Von. Open up.
- What's going on? - How's it goin'?
- Hey. - Where's your cell?
I don't know. It's, uh...
it's here.
What's his problem?
New rules, buddy.
I hold on to these until the job is done.
- You guys don't trust me? - Not my rules.
Job? What's going on?
Come here.
So we got another boat coming in.
We're gonna meet up with it, load up a truck.
I'm gonna lay low for a bit, after last night.
Screw 'em. We're back on schedule. Grab your stuff.
Give me two seconds.
Hey, I mean, I thought we had plans today.
I gotta work.
Fine. Yeah.
Really cute. Let's go.
Hey. What's up?
Hey, something's going on. Where are you?
I'm back in town. What's going on?
Well, Nick just left with Von and P.J.
They took his cell phone. New rules, apparently.
- Where are they going? - I... I don't know. They just came and grabbed Nick.
They said something about a shipment.
Uh, the truck is leaving today.
Really? Already? You, uh, you got details?
No. I mean, that... that's it. That's all I know.
- Well, then why didn't you go? - Because I couldn't.
I mean, they're shutting me out.
All right, okay, you need to get over there,
see what you can find out.
And say what?
I don't know, McNally. You're his girlfriend.
You're, uh, you're worried.
I don't know. You'll think of something.
Look, just find out what you can. You get to back to me.
I need to know when that truck's leaving.
Okay, all right. I'll talk to you in a bit.
You can pay for it in person or online,
or you can go to court and hope I don't show up,
but I actually kinda like court.
Okay.
You know what I hate about these vests?
A fourth layer of man-made fibers?
No, I can handle the heat.
It's the pity. People see us in these things,
and they feel sorry for us. It's like wearing headgear.
Baby, did you have to wear headgear?
Just for a year.
Wait. Why are you being so nice to me?
Because...
I want you to have fond memories of me when you go to Timmins.
You're still going, right?
I got the letter right here.
Oh, let me see.
Whoa. Wow. You must be really excited.
Yeah. Of course I'm excited. I'm stoked.
Chris, you haven't even opened up the letter.
I'm savoring it, all right? It's just the thought.
Back home, wide open spaces.
Gail, hey, hey.
- Gail... - "Dear Officer Diaz... "
Gail. Give... give it here.
Stop it. I'm warning you.
- You're gonna rip it. Gail. - I'm... it's fine.
You two making any progress there?
Y... yeah.
Good, 'cause we have numbers to improve,
so let's get back to it.
I miss Noelle.
What does it say?
What? You heard the lady. Let's get back to it.
Gail.
Oh, my God.
It's such a beautiful day. Why do you wanna ruin it?
Stop moving around. Just look down at the camera.
You've done this before. There.
Well, well, what do we have here?
Simon Dent. 36 years old,
two counts of careless driving.
No surprise, considering what he drives.
Owning a quality automobile isn't a sin.
Sir, yours is leased, and today you went a little overboard,
like 50 clicks overboard.
- Ooh. - And then...
you tried to bribe your way out of it.
Step forward. Come here.
- Where's the vehicle? - Impound.
Put your hand right over here. Right hand.
Okay. Mr. Dent, would you like to get started,
or do you wanna wait for a lawyer?
No, I don't wanna wait for a lawyer.
I've got a huge gig tonight. I have to get outta here.
- You a musician? - No. I'm a caterer.
Sliders and mini-quiche. Sounds urgent.
Okay, here's what's gonna happen.
I'm gonna take your statement.
I'm gonna ask you a couple questions.
Yeah. I wanna talk to your manager.
Hey, what's up?
I'm at the house. No one's here.
- So no boat, no truck. - No, nothing.
I mean... there's no sign of Collins.
Well, if no one's at the house, maybe you get in there
and see what you can find.
Well, are you sure we're covered by the warrant?
You're inside the operation. You're covered.
McNally, I gotta go. Little emergency.
Just, uh, find out what you can. Call me back.
Okay.
Hello?
Ah, this is Mr. Swarek.
Hello.
- My manager. - Why am I here?
This investigation isn't moving along fast enough
for Mr. Dent's taste.
Honestly, how long does it take to process someone for a driving charge?
See, if I were you, I'd stick with Nash here.
She's young, she's hungry to prove herself.
Me, on the other hand, I've been around a while.
I'm on my own clock.
I march to the beat of my own drum... mer.
I... I take time to smell...
What is wrong with you people?!
Hey, calm down. Okay?
Now, Detective Nash,
let's start at the beginning, shall we?
Detective, you got a minute?
Yeah.
So what are you, his lawyer?
No. I'm Jacob Blackstone. Drug squad.
That guy in there... you gotta cut him loose.
I mean, do whatever it is you have to do,
- but get him outta here. - Why?
Oh, it's not a request.
No?
He's a menace on the road,
and he's pain in the ass.
Oh, really? Seriously?
You gonna make me call your boss? Dude...
"Dude." Go ahead. Call my boss.
You know what? While you're doing that,
I'll just ask old Simon here why the drug squad's
so keen to see him walk.
Ahh.
Hey, sweetheart.
Hey.
How's it goin'?
Good. You scared me.
Um... last night was crazy, huh?
I mean, with those guys showing up?
What are you doing here?
Looking for Nick.
Huh.
Um, the door was open, so I just let myself in.
Did you find him?
In my, uh, computer?
Nick would never give me your number,
so I was looking for it.
Smart man.
Anyway, he's down at the beach.
- He is? - Yeah.
That's great. Okay. Good. I mean, I was really worried.
You know, last night really freaked me out.
Yeah, it was pretty crazy, huh?
They knew where to find us.
Still trying to figure that one out.
One thing... just need to get your phone.
New rules, right?
Right. Okay.
Uh...
You know what? I left it in my bag outside.
I'll go grab that.
You know what? Don't bother.
Now we got meth coming over the border
at a rate so fast, we can barely keep up.
And where's it coming in from?
Well, Mexico, originally,
but this stuff's been hitting town
by way of fort erie.
Six months ago, we placed two undercovers at the border.
McNally and Collins?
Keep going.
The shipments... they go out every few weeks.
They leave from the same place.
They arrive here in town, and then they get delivered
to one of many small businesses...
some balloon shop on Dundas, Richmond Arms,
South End Auto Body on Spruce, and...
Let me guess. Uh, lush catering,
run by Simon Dent, the idiot in our lockup.
There you go. Hence, Simon needs to be in play.
- Today? - Yeah.
We, uh... stole some of their product last night.
What?
We staged it to look like Steve McCowan
- was ripping them off. - Why?
'Cause we wanted to keep things moving, and guess what?
It's working. There's another truck coming in today.
That's why we need Simon there to receive it.
So you put two U.C. officers in the middle of a turf war.
If you know who's shipping the drugs,
why haven't you arrested them?
These are kids.
They're not a problem. They're nothing.
What we need is to cut this off at the head.
I need Mr. Dent back at his store within the hour.
And I need you guys to walk away,
leave this in the capable hands of the drug squad. Understood?
What about my officers?
Your officers are fine.
Why don't you do me a favor and stop busting my balls
and let my guys do their job?
That'd be great. Thanks.
Yeah. Go ahead.
So what are we doing, Frank?
What he said.
Stepping aside.
Are you up for a drive, Detective?
Absolutely, Detective.
- Okay, you two are gonna release Dent,
just like Jake Blackstone wants.
Take a good look around his place, all right?
We're gonna take a drive to the balloon shop,
South End Auto Body, Richmond Aarms,
see what we can see. The faster we can make
any connections, the better, all right?
Okay, I don't get it. Why isn't drug squad handling this?
They have other priorities.
Two of our officers are working undercover on this.
We're worried drug squad may have compromised their safety
in an effort to speed things along.
So we're working this off the books?
You can sit this one out, Officer, if you want.
Then we should limit our chatter to channel 4
so your drug squad guy doesn't get his knickers in a twist.
Channel 4. Good idea. Let's go.
It's your lucky day, Mr. Dent.
A little problem with the radar gun.
A rookie forgot to calibrate it.
Your car's still in impound,
so please allow us to escort you back to your place of business
so you can continue your day.
Once again, sorry about the mix-up.
Oh, it's a nice place you got here.
What are you making tonight?
Tapas. We done here?
Yeah. I love tapas.
Have a good day.
This is Cruz. Nothing at the body shop.
Place is locked up. No one's around.
Richmond Arms. Nothing out of the ordinary.
But let's face it.
We don't exactly know what we're looking for.
The catering company.
- Dov said he saw propane tanks. - Yeah.
Okay, so my freshman year of high school,
I worked at giggling grannies.
We used to sell bundles of balloons
for kids' birthday parties. You know what that means.
That your secret past is even more boring than McNally's.
Helium. We used to get deliveries every couple weeks,
and the gas company would drop off full tanks,
collect the empty ones.
But the gas service didn't deal exclusively in helium.
Propane. Body shops use acetylene.
What if these guys are all using the same gas delivery service?
Something.
Okay. Call everybody back.
Let's get blackstone on the phone.
Uhh!
Hey, hey, hey.
What is going on? What is she doing here?
She came looking for you. She broke into the house.
I had to bring her. I had to bring her.
P.J., inside. Easy.
Don't touch her. Don't touch her.
Calm down. Hey, hey, hey. We're just gonna talk about it inside.
It's not a big deal, okay?
Okay, what part of "leave this to me"
do you guys not understand?
- Hear us out. - The part about the two young officers you hung out to dry.
I asked you guys to do one thing.
- And we did. - One thing's all I asked.
And we did. We just wanted to bring something else
to your attention.
Great. Shoot.
The pub, balloon store, body shop, caterer...
they all have one thing in common.
Easton gas services all four businesses.
They could be using empty gas tanks
to pick up the drugs, deliver them to a central warehouse.
Congratulations, guys.
That took us about two weeks to figure that one out.
So what are we doing about it?
What we're doing is we're working on the warrants.
- We're getting our ducks in a row. - You're working on warrants?
That's right. We don't want just some of them.
We want all of 'em... the entire gang.
That's gonna take a lot of warrants.
It's a nightmare.
Okay, fine. So pull our people out.
I can't.
Why?
Because I... I can't reach them.
I haven't heard from Collins in 12 hours.
We're not gonna do anything until we do.
Uh... what about McNally?
Yeah, she's... she's been off the wire since this afternoon.
You're telling us you lost both of them?
It's fine. We got a spin team working on it.
You don't know McNally, all right?
She doesn't go off the wire. She doesn't miss calls.
- If you can't reach her, something's wrong. - It's a glitch. It'll be fine.
You have two officers missing, and you call this a glitch?
Detective, you better do what you gotta do
to get those warrants, because with or without 'em,
we're going into that warehouse.
And I'll be happy to call your... boss and tell him that.
That's fine. You're right.
Call E.T.F.
Will do.
All right, listen up. Warehouse takedown at 524 Unwin.
Officer safety may have been compromised.
We're going in without paper. Let's move.
Is this how you treat your friends?
You tie up their girlfriends?
Oh, my God. Just shut up for a minute.
I'm not gonna shut up until you tell me what's going on.
- Nick. - Yeah, yeah, sure, take that one.
Drive the speed limit. Take a different route, okay?
- Yeah. - Who's this guy?
All right.
Hey, how are ya? Wilson Burr.
- You're, uh, Nick, right? - Yeah.
- Boys, how's it goin'? - Ah, it's good.
We still gotta make a delivery, but we have time.
Oh, yeah? You didn't get robbed again, did ya?
What is going on?
I don't know.
See, that's... that's why you're here.
See, somebody called those guys the other night. Right?
Somebody told them where to show up.
Now I'm not a hothead, you know?
But, uh, I can't have my people talking to Steve McCowan.
- Who's Steve McCowan? - You never met him?
No, I've never even heard of him.
In this town, Steve McCowan runs meth.
Yeah, she... she knows who Steve McCowan is.
She's never talked to Steve Mc... She doesn't know Steve McCowan.
- It's her. - Yeah.
Who am I? Please, somebody tell me.
Well, he's new, too, isn't he?
Six months. But, uh, he's solid. I mean, look at his eye.
Oh, yeah. I heard about that.
Yeah, see, when that kind of stuff happens,
just gotta roll with it, you know?
I mean, don't get mad. Get even. Right?
Okay. So... uh... you're not the leak.
No. No, I'm not.
Good. Good, good.
- Prove it. - How?
Shoot her.
Go teams on containment!
Clear. Let's go. Let's go.
Team 2! Coming in hot!
He's... he's not gonna do it.
He knows I didn't do anything.
Look, you showed up four months ago,
you hooked up with him. Suddenly, you're everywhere.
You broke into my house. You had a gun.
Yeah, I have a gun, but a lot of people
choose to protect themselves. That doesn't make me a rat.
Okay, I don't even know what you guys do.
I didn't say anything to anyone, all right?
I'm not gonna shoot her.
- It's not my rules, okay? - Look, honey, it's your call, all right?
I'm good either way.
I'm just in the middle of something.
All right. I'll talk to you.
All right. Toodles. Yeah.
So... where we at here?
Nowhere. I'm not shooting anyone.
Is this 'cause she's your girlfriend, huh?
I mean, according to the boys here,
it's only been a couple of months.
I get it. You know? You made a connection.
You went out. You saw each other.
You had feelings. Maybe you fell in love.
I don't know.
Shame.
- She didn't say anything to anyone. - No, I didn't say anything. I swear to God!
She didn't say nothing! Nothing! I'm not gonna shoot her.
You don't have a choice. It's her, or it's both of you.
Front doorway's clear!
Police! Show me your hands!
Looks like clear!
Show me your hands! Show me your hands!
Do it now!
I wanna talk to the owner.
He's not here.
- We need to look around. - Yeah.
O... kay. Um... help yourself.
Come on, Nick. You gotta do this.
All right, Nick, let's go.
Okay. I'm gonna.
Nick. Come on, Nick. Do it.
- Nick, come on. - Shut up! Just shut up, all right?
Just... Okay.
I'll do it. Just trust me.
Trust you? What you do you mean, "trust me"? Don't, Nick!
- Don't do this! - It's okay. Just look at me.
- Why don't you just tell them? - Look at me.
- Don't. - All right, it's okay.
- Don't point it at me. Just tell them. - It's okay.
Why don't you just tell them? - I swear. Just look at me.
Just look at me. It's okay.
Oh, my God. That was intense.
Okay. There. He can stay.
- Good. - But not her.
- Finish up and get back to the truck. - Okay.
Check 12-14!
Hey, your people aren't here.
- All right, it's clear. We're all clear. - You're sure?
Yeah. I'm sure. We've been over the whole place twice.
It's gonna take us forever to search this joint,
and I hope we don't screw it up.
Six months of work, two officers missing,
and you're still just... what?
Just worrying about yourself.
Epstein.
Yeah?
Come on.
I knew you could do it.
- I knew I could trust you. - Are we through here?
No, no. Uh...
now we gotta, uh, we gotta do it for real.
Don't!
Hey. Just get out of her way.
- Let me do this. - Go wait outside.
- It's my mess. I'll deal with it. - Listen to me. What are you doing?
Go! Andy, go!
Go!
Uhh! Ahh!
Let's go!
You okay?
Yeah. Never been better.
I just need a second, okay?
Catch my breath.
Or maybe stop watching my life flash before my eyes.
Better yet,
maybe I should just punch you in the face right now
for pulling the trigger on me back there.
- I knew the gun wasn't loaded. - How?
There's... there's a little nub thing on the side of the barrel,
- the extractor. - I know what it's called.
I couldn't feel it. Means the gun wasn't loaded.
I'm just glad it was a glock.
I hate you so much right now, seriously.
Simon Dent!
Now what do you want?
Hey!
Get off of me!
Ow!
So how does it work, huh?
What are you talking about?
You're gonna tell me where the meth is,
or I'm gonna burn this place down with you in it right now.
You're just gonna let him do this?
Two officers in danger. You bet your ass.
Okay, okay, okay. Okay, yeah. Okay.
The bags come in on a truck.
I take 'em off the truck.
I put 'em in some tanks.
The gas company comes, picks up the tanks. That's it.
That's all, okay?
Get up.
Show me.
All right!
What is this?
So the drug squad is watching these trucks
that are going to all these different places,
these different places.
What do they have in common?
Gas. They all use gas.
Gas, so the drug squad's watching the gas.
They're watching the gas.
It's a magic trick.
Drug squad's watching right here.
- The meth's over here. - So where's the meth?
It never came off the truck. Cuff him. Bring him in.
Turn around. Turn around.
Andy, who are you calling?
I don't know. I'm just dialing.
Yeah?
Sam?
- McNally? - Yeah, it's me.
Where are you?
I'm fine. Thank you.
No. Where are you?
Oh. Uh... we're, uh...
I don't know. Just looks like some, uh... trucking warehouse.
Listen, we could really use some backup.
Um... there's a logo that I saw on one of the trucks.
It said "B.T.I." inside of a red circle.
Go. We gotta go.
I gotta go. I gotta go.
- Go. - P.J.!
McNally? McNally!
Move.
Nick.
Come on, come on.
BTI Trucking. West and Rutherford. Code 1.
So what,
we're just gonna drive this outta here?
No. We're gonna lie low and wait for backup.
Unless you have a better idea.
You're still mad.
Of course I'm mad.
I'm gonna be mad for a long time.
You know, I don't care about the nub
or the extractor or the fact that you're Mr. Gun...
- I was buying time. - Well, buy this!
- That is not productive. - Forget about the productive.
Screw productive.
And screw undercover.
I'm so sick of this.
I don't like going to bed angry.
I know.
This sucks.
Ready to fight?
Nothing over here! Let's move! Let's move!
McNally?
Are you in there?
Open the door.
Hi.
Hi. How was your trip?
Good.
How are you?
Great.
It's good to see you.
Glad to have you back.
Me, too.
Hey, Wilson, can you cover all these taxis?
Shut up, man. Come on.
Okay, we're gonna take you guys back to the station.
You can do your debrief there, yeah?
- Mm-hmm. - Hey.
- You guys all right? - Did you get him?
Oh, we got all of 'em.
Just, uh, I'm glad you guys are safe.
Thanks.
Yeah.
So, um... I'll get you guys a ride back to the station.
Great.
Bingo.
Really?
Why not?
Ah, it's amazing. Life is just
coursing through my veins right now.
I just wanna hold someone. Celebration sex? Anyone?
- No. - No.
Pull yourself together, man.
If somebody doesn't order a pizza right now,
I swear to God, I'm gonna kill myself.
It's done. I ordered it on the way.
Nice. Why am I partnered with numbnuts?
- Uh, Gail? - Mm?
Uh, can I...
the letter... from Timmins.
Oh. Uh... what's it say?
I'm really sorry.
You didn't get the transfer.
Come on. You belong at 15, and you and I both know it.
- Yeah, it's true. - Yeah.
You're right.
I mean, I'm not gonna leave you guys anyways.
Dude... of course you got the transfer.
$20,000 extra a year and a bump in rank.
- I gotta go. - Surprise!
Hi. How are ya?
You look good. You look so good.
Ohh! That was my good eye.
Traci.
Hey. Hi.
You're here.
I missed you.
I missed you, too.
You okay for the debrief?
Yeah. Yeah. I mean, I'm...
obviously a bit overwhelmed, I think.
But, um...
Andy?
I think he's in the kitchen.
Okay. Okay.
Thank you.
So McNally's back.
Mm-hmm.
And what does that mean?
- Nothin'. - Hmm?
It's in the past.
Okay.
Some of us work.
McNally, let's do this.
You guys, look, I know it's been a long day.
I just need a few more hours.
- I'm good. - Yeah, I'm good.
All the time in the world.
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