- Cadets of Squadron 225, halt!
And at ease!
- Constable Coleman...
- Sir!
- Congratulations, Constable.
You’ve shown remarkable conviction and determination,
which tells me you’re going to make
an exceptional police officer.
♪ ♪ ♪
- Corinne?
- Corinne!
Corinne!
- Corinne?
(Cat meowing)
- Mom?
- Corinne?
(Cat meowing)
- Mama?
- Corinne, are you OK, sweetie?
You know your mom’s been looking all over for you.
We’re gonna take you home now, OK?
- 28-6. We found her in the abandoned factory.
- Copy, 28-6. - Kitty can come too.
Come on out, sweetheart.
(Cat meowing)
- Oh my God!
Oh, sweetie, I was so scared! Where did you go?
- She followed the cat to the old textile building.
- Can she live with us?
- I’m sorry, sweetie. Mommy’s allergic.
- But she doesn’t have a home. She’s all alone.
- I--I’ll take care of her. OK?
Promise.
(Meowing)
(Sighing)
- You promise.
- I wasn’t just gonna watch her cry.
It was breaking my heart.
- Alleyway between Stanley and Becker.
Reports of an injured white male.
Ambulance is en route.
- 28-6, we’ll take it. We’re nearby.
- OK, 28-6.
(Siren wailing)
- 28-6, we’re with the victim now.
- Copy, 28-6.
- Don’t move, OK?
The ambulance is almost here.
(Man groaning)
Do you know who did this to you?
- No.
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- What are you doing, exactly?
- I’m just looking into his last call.
It seems really strange.
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- What, like a dating agency?
Like, uh: "Your Plan A flamed out,
but we have a Plan B for you?"
(Chuckling)
- I doubt he was looking for a hookup
while he was getting the shit kicked out of him.
- Good point.
So, what’s the plan with the kitten?
(Purring)
- I don’t know. I’ll figure something out.
- You better come up with a plan fast,
because cat piss is forever.
- Dispatch to all units.
We have a 610 reported at 1216 Rivers Street
in district 28.
Caller cites a disturbance, possible DV.
- 28-6, we’ll take it. We’re nearby.
- OK, 28-6.
(Siren wailing)
- What are you thinking?
- I was just thinking that I needed time, Paul.
- They’re my girls too!
(Talking, indistinct)
What the hell is this?
- Everything all right here?
- Yeah. Is there a problem?
- We got a call about a disturbance.
- Are you serious?
We--we--we were just talking, weren’t we?
- Let’s talk inside.
- Why?
- You’re with me.
- We have the right
to have an adult conversation on private property, no?
- You’re disturbing the peace. We have the right to intervene.
- This is bullshit.
- This your house?
- No, it’s my cousin’s place.
- That your boyfriend?
- No, uh, it’s my husband.
I’m so sorry somebody called you guys.
- Do you wanna tell me what happened?
- Nothing.
I just asked him to separate,
and he wasn’t hearing me.
I’m trying to get him to see that I’m serious this time,
so I came here.
- Are you hiding from him?
- No.
- He hasn’t threatened you, hit you?
- No, I just thought this was best for the girls.
- Are they here?
- Yeah, they’re upstairs with my cousin.
- Mind if I talk to them?
- Sure.
Yeah.
- Hi! I’m Officer Coleman.
You can call me Mia.
- I’m Leslie, Keri’s cousin.
I’m the one who called.
I was worried. Paul gets so angry and possessive.
I’m scared for them.
- And, uh, what are your names?
- Megan.
- Annie.
- You don’t like it when the grownups yell, do you?
You know what I do when I feel that way?
I take a deep breath.
(Inhaling deeply, exhaling)
Good.
What would you like to do while I talk to your mom?
- Should we read a story?
- Yeah.
- OK. - OK.
- Thank you.
Hey, you just let him go?
- Yeah, well, uh, he didn’t threaten her,
he didn’t touch her,
and Mrs. Whitman is not pressing charges, so...
Yeah.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah. It’s really not a big deal.
I’m just so sorry to trouble you guys.
- I’m sorry, are you accusing me of negligence, Coleman?
You know just as well as I do we had no grounds to charge him on.
I told the guy to go home, cool off, talk to a lawyer,
and he backed off.
So did she. Disturbance resolved.
- The cousin’s afraid of him.
We could have at least brought him in to spook him.
- Spook him? Our job is to enforce the law, Coleman.
And no laws were broken.
So tell me again, was I negligent, yes or no?
Yes or no, Coleman?
- Everything OK?
- Yeah.
- Awesome, Sarge.
- I’m allowed to disagree with my partner, am I not?
- Right, and I’m allowed to check in on the new partners,
am I not?
Look, I just wanna make sure it’s OK, OK?
All right.
- Hey, listen, I’m sorry I, uh, I got a little heated there.
- No, it was me. You did your job to a T.
We’ll refer the wife to Victim’s Assistance.
Maybe they can convince her to press charges.
- I guess now’s a bad time to ask you
if you want to come and have a bite?
- I have a cat to feed, remember?
(Both chuckling)
- Right, a cat lady.
How old did you say you were turning tomorrow?
- 40.
- Right on time then.
(Meowing)
(Moaning)
(Clattering sound)
(Cat meowing)
- Asshole.
(Sighing)
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- Hey, it’s just me.
Where are you?
- Hey! Uh...
Uh, Mia, I--I can’t go with you today.
- Are you OK?
Are you sick?
- Um, uh, not exactly.
- OK, come on. What’s going on?
- Uh...
Happy birthday!
- Oh my god, Liz.
What happened to you?
- I decided to get my nose done.
- Your... - Cue moral judgment.
- Your what?
First, your boobs and your eyelids,
and then all those fillers, and now your nose?
You had Mom’s nose.
- Yeah, and you have no idea what it’s like to be the PR girl
standing next to models and actresses while no one sees you.
Because you know what? She’s just not beautiful enough.
- Oh, you’re so beautiful.
You don’t need any of this.
What kind of message is that sending to your daughter, huh?
You need to butcher yourself
because you’re not good enough the way you are?
- Right.
Right, because you don’t care about appearances.
Right?
Even though my meds keep disappearing
because you’re too proud to see somebody about your depression.
Yeah, we all have our weak spots, Mimi.
You know, I’m--I’m running out of lies to tell my doctor
so he’ll keep upping my dose.
Next stop for me: the funny farm!
- Well, if you get locked up,
then your injector will go out of business, so...
(Laughing)
- Ow! Ow, ow, ow!
Don’t make me laugh.
- Come on!
Who’s gonna stop me from punching him in the face now?
- Hey, just remember what I told you.
Deep...
(Inhaling)
Ow.
...breaths.
(Exhaling)
- As a gesture of good faith,
I let him live in the house until the end of the school year
so Jared could be close to his friends.
But school’s long over.
He’s had more than enough time to find something else.
- Didn’t my client offer
to buy out your half of the property at market value?
- Excluding the first $100,000 that I put down by myself.
- Do you not recognize
the improvements he made on the house as payment in kind?
- Does Mr. Miller not recognize
that I supported him and his son for the last 3 years?
I paid for everything, including the mortgage,
while he struggled to get his business off the ground.
- For my client to relocate
would massively upset his son’s routine.
And from what I understand, you claim to care for the child.
If your client gave two shits about his son,
who I raised as my own, by the way,
then he wouldn’t use him to fuck with me
and deny my court-granted visits for the last 3 months.
Now, after everything that I have done for him and his son,
he needs to pay.
He has to.
Ms. Coleman, the issue of custody
has already been ruled upon in another court.
I understand separation is painful.
But I will not tolerate a woman
who uses my court for personal vengeance
to delay proceedings
and generally waste time and taxpayer money.
(Scoffing)
- Mr. Clarke, I’m Officer Coleman.
Can I come in and take your statement?
Hello?
Do you understand me? Vous m’entendez?
- Sir?
- I’m here to record your statement
about the break-in and robbery.
- Officer?
- My colleague will be happy to take your statement, sir.
- I’ll be less happy if you make me ask again.
- This is a serious matter, understand?
- You’re gonna want to take your hand out of my face.
- OK. Uh, if you’ll just excuse us for a moment.
Look, I understand how you feel.
- How can you possibly understand how I feel?
- Fair enough. But is it worth it?
Think you’re gonna change this guy today?
I got this.
Sir, I’ll be taking your statement.
♪ ♪ ♪
- Careful you don’t hurt yourself.
(Cat meowing)
- Hey, make it quick, Tyler. I’m running late.
- Hey. Uh...
- Is everything OK?
- No. The call on Rivers Street yesterday...
- What happened?
- (Woman): Stand back.
(Men and women talking, indistinct)
No, no. No, no.
- No, no, no, I’m with you.
- We need two more officers.
- I’m an officer.
- (Man): The victim’s in the kitchen...
- Mia.
You can’t be in here.
Come on.
There’s nothing you could do. I read the report.
There’s no way you could have known.
- I told you he was dangerous!
You could have stopped him!
Why didn’t you stop him?
You let this happen!
- Listen to me. This isn’t your fault.
I need you to go home, now.
- (Crying): You useless cop!
This one’s on you. You let this happen!
(Phone ringing)
- Daddy?
- Hey, where are you?
We’re at the restaurant. We said 8:00, right?
- Right. Um...
You know, Dad, uh, listen, I had a really rough day today.
And I...
- You’re not going to stand us up
for your own birthday dinner, are you?
We drove all the way from Ottawa.
- No.
Uh, I’m OK.
I’m on my way.
(Men and women chatting, laughing)
- Ah, there she is!
- Sorry I’m late.
- Happy birthday!
- Allo!
- Hi.
- Happy birthday! - Hi!
- I missed you.
- Your sister’s not coming.
Lucky for you, your other sisters are here.
So I don’t want to hear any complaints we never visit you.
(Chuckling)
- You OK, sweetheart?
You seem distracted.
- Hey, you two, don’t forget to include the rest of us.
- No, just, uh... It was a rough day, that’s all.
- Do you want to talk about it?
- Oh no, not another horror story.
I didn’t sleep for days
after you told us about that stalker case, huh?
- We’ll talk about it later, OK?
- Come on!
(Sisters laughing)
M! Chloe made you a Tinder profile.
- What? - You already got a few bites.
- No, I... - Wanna see?
- They’re actually not terrible. You’ll see.
- I’m not ready for this, guys. I honestly...
- It’ll take your mind off Bryson.
- It’s not all hookups and con artists.
- What do you mean? My Mimi’s always looking gorgeous.
- ♪ Happy birthday, dear Mia ♪
♪ Happy birthday to you ♪
- Thanks, guys! - Happy birthday!
- Thank you.
- Yeah, we have to get going.
- It’s a shame you were so late.
We could have stayed for cake,
but your father gets tired driving at night.
- Goodbye, sweetie. - Bye.
- Bye, Bree. Bye, Chloe.
- Bye!
- Bye.
- Look at this fine male specimen
who’s interested in you.
Jonathan from Huntington.
- A farmer? Hot!
(Car beeping)
(Cat meowing)
- A family member discovered the gruesome scene.
Four bodies, including two children, aged 8 and 10.
Reports show that police had been called to the home
just yesterday to respond to a domestic disturbance.
The chief of the Montreal Police is not commenting at this time.
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- Police officers must be trained
for this type of situation,
which is repeated too often.
- (Woman on radio): What’s aberrant is that the mother
had already contacted the police.
- I hope they’re ashamed and feel useless and shitty.
- Defund the police.
I hope they never have peace for letting this happen.
- ...if there’s anything
we could have done to prevent this outcome.
- Not only did we meet our obligation,
our obligation prevented us from doing more.
- I hear you.
I’m just trying to discourage anyone from coming after us.
It’s to cover your ass.
- No, we did everything we were allowed to do
under the authority we’ve been granted.
Now, if that wasn’t enough,
maybe that’s the conversation we should be having.
- Coleman, I’m on your side, here.
- Thanks.
You were right.
I, uh, I didn’t do enough.
- Don’t say that.
Our hands were tied. We didn’t have a choice.
- I just...
I wish I hadn’t let him go.
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- "Family tragedy?"
Try triple murder, you fucking ghouls.
(Phone ringing)
(Doorbell ringing)
- Mia Coleman?
- Uh, yeah.
- Whoa! What are you doing?
Let go of me! You’re talking to a cop here!
Let me go!
What the hell?
- Better come up with a plan fast,
because cat piss is forever.
- You OK?
Mia.
Now you’re really starting to freak me out.
- Dispatch to all units.
We have a 610 reported at 1216 Rivers Street
in District 28.
Caller sites a disturbance. Possible DV.
- 28-6, we’ll take it. - OK, 28-6.
(Siren wailing)
- They’re my girls too.
(Talking, indistinct)
- OK, you take the woman inside, make sure the kids are OK.
I’ll handle the guy.
- You sure about that?
How do you know there are kids inside?
- Is there a problem, officer?
We got a call about a disturbance.
Ma’am, uh, are there any children in the house?
- Yeah.
- Do you mind if we go talk inside?
- Sure.
No, no, no, you’re with me.
What are you doing here exactly?
- Two adults having a conversation
on private property.
- This isn’t your property.
- Look, my wife took off with the kids,
and I just came to talk to her, see if they’re OK.
- So she took off
because she was running from you, though, right?
- What?
- ’Cause she’s scared of you?
- I’m sorry, do--do we have a problem?
- I don’t know, do we? - You’re trying to provoke me.
- Oh, you’re uttering threats now.
- I didn’t. You’re antagonizing me.
- You’re threatening your wife and kids.
- What the hell? No.
- I’m going to ask you one time
to put your hands behind your back.
- You can’t arrest me.
I haven’t done anything. Don’t touch me.
- You’re resisting arrest? - I’m not...
Ah! What the hell are you doing?
You attacked a peace officer, OK?
- I didn’t touch you.
- I advise you to comply. - What the fuck?
- You’re making it worse. Tyler! - What’s going on?
- He threatened his wife and kids.
- No, no, I never said that. She’s lying.
- He pushed me, threatened me. He refuses to comply.
- OK. She’s full of shit. She’s crazy.
- You have the right to remain silent.
- I didn’t threaten anyone.
- You have the right to an attorney.
- Damn right I want an attorney. - Step back.
- What did he do?
- You can’t just lie about me.
- Ma’am, he threatened you.
- What do you mean? What...
- He said he was gonna hurt you.
And for your sake, we have to arrest him.
We can’t take any chances.
- There must be a misunderstanding.
Please.
(Pulse)
- How you holding up?
Do you need anything? You thirsty?
- I’m not talking to you.
- Well, your lawyer will be here soon.
You’ll appear in front of a judge
who will evaluate your case in the morning.
Until then, we’re gonna have to keep you overnight.
- Why did you lie about me?
- We’re just trying to understand
what brought you to this point.
- I got home from my brother’s place,
and my daughters were just gone, OK?
And my--my wife couldn’t even look me in the eye
to say she wanted out.
- That must have really pissed you off.
- So I wanted her to explain, and I wanted to see my girls.
Yeah, of course I was upset.
- Listen, I get it, man.
My ex is keeping his kid away from me too.
And, I mean, what kind of person
uses their child to hurt someone, right?
- Yeah, and then she runs away to her cousin’s house.
Leslie...
She’s always talking shit, but doesn’t even know us.
- So you went over there
to force your wife to hear you out?
- Yeah, because what she did was wrong.
She didn’t tell me what was happening.
She didn’t even try to help me understand.
I’m her husband, for Christ’s sake.
- Listen, not only was it wrong, it was cruel.
I mean, it’s enough to make anyone snap.
- And then dragging the girls in the middle of it?
You know, I--I--I could see it in their faces.
They’re scared of me because their mother’s a fucking...
A coward.
- And of course,
you would want to get back at her, right?
I mean, the thought must have gone through your mind.
Getting even?
- I just want to talk to my lawyer now.
(Men and woman chatting in distance)
(Dog barking in distance)
(Doorbell ringing)
- Hi. Uh...
(No audio)
Uh, I just have a few more questions.
Is Keri here?
- Yeah. Come in.
- Thanks.
- He gets angry sometimes.
He raises his voice, but he doesn’t really mean any of it.
- What doesn’t he mean?
What does he say?
- I don’t remember exactly.
- His behaviour concerned you enough to take the girls and go.
- I don’t know.
I didn’t think it through.
I was just afraid to tell him in person that I was leaving.
I didn’t want to see him hurt.
- Ms. Whitman, um, has he ever threatened you in the past
or said what he might do if you ever left him?
- No. - Keri...
- I’m just trying to get as much information as possible
to make sure he’s indicted
and stays as far away from you and your girls.
- This whole situation is getting way out of hand.
Look, he needs help, not jail time.
I don’t want to hurt him, you know? He’s the girls’ dad.
- Has he ever pushed you? - No.
- Grabbed your arm, maybe?
- He yells sometimes, then goes for a walk,
and he calms down.
- And you, you said he was angry and possessive.
- When did I say that? I--I just met you.
- You...
You’re the one who called us.
You’re afraid of what he might do.
- You’re the one who called the cops.
- I just want to help my cousin.
We’ve barely seen each other in 5 years ’cause of him.
- Do you mind if I talk to the girls?
- I would rather leave them out of this.
They’re already upset after seeing their dad arrested.
- I understand. Thank you.
- Mia!
Wha--what’s wrong?
- Aunt Mimi!
- Hi.
- OK.
- What did Bryson do now?
- Don’t worry, sweetie. It’s nothing to worry about.
- Thanks.
- I need to tell you something,
even though I know that you’re not gonna believe me.
- OK.
- I’ve lived through...
today, this day, before.
- OK. Like, deja vu?
- Yeah. But, like, longer.
More real.
I know it doesn’t make any sense,
but I swear it’s true.
I know that you’re not gonna be able
to come to court with me tomorrow
’cause you’re getting your nose done.
- Are you spying on me?
Did you go through my phone? - No.
- Well, then how do you know?
- Because I just told you.
I’ve already lived it.
I need to talk about it with someone
so I don’t completely lose my mind.
- So you’re telling me that you’re a time traveler
and want me to pretend you haven’t lost your mind?
- Hmm.
- You’re serious?
- (Crying): Yeah.
I need you to believe me
and tell me I’m not completely crazy.
- Hey. Hey, baby girl.
Whatever you’re going through, I’m here.
- OK.
(Heart beating)
We’re gonna be late.
I’m gonna lose my case
because you just had to have soft curls today.
- So, uh, you lost the right to complain
when you forced me to cancel my surgery.
And that deposit was non-refundable.
- It’s Mom’s nose, though.
What you were gonna do was a sin, so...
- And she probably would’ve done it too if she lived long enough.
- Shut the fuck up.
- Hey, breathe.
Breathe...
- Mimi!
- Big J!
Oh my God!
How are you, my love?
- I’m good. I miss you, though.
When are you gonna come see me?
- It won’t be long.
Soon, I promise.
- Auntie Liz!
- Hi, cutie! Oh, those cheeks.
I just want to bite them.
(Laughing)
- You know what? I’ve got to get going, OK?
But I love you.
- Where are you going?
- I... I’m gonna see you really soon, OK?
- I don’t know what he sees in her, really.
- Shut the fuck up.
- Oh, round two. Nice!
Yeah, no, just get it all out now before we get in there.
- Hey, Bryson...
Look, if you let me see Jared, like the judge ordered,
I will drop the $100,000.
And then you can just keep the house
and buy me out at market value.
- Jared’s not your son.
OK, you want a kid so bad, you make one yourself.
I--I’m sure you can find some poor sucker
who gets off on being manipulated by a control freak.
- You know, you don’t have to be so cruel.
- I’m cruel?
You’re the one who’s dragging this out
just to bleed my bank account dry ’cause you want revenge.
I mean, come on.
- I told Mr. Miller before coming in here today
that I’d be willing to settle
if he would stop blocking my request to see Jared,
but he refused.
- Ms. Coleman, the issue of custody
has been ruled upon in another court.
I understand separation is painful,
but I will not tolerate a woman who uses my court
for personal vengeance
to delay proceedings
and generally waste time and taxpayer money.
- What kind of misogynistic bullshit is this?
- Order. Adjust your tone before I hold you in contempt of court.
- He’s the one using the kid against me.
Is that not personal vengeance?
Or, I’m sorry, it’s different because he’s a man.
- Escort her out.
You may return once you’ve composed yourself, Ms. Coleman.
- Un-fucking-believable.
- I’m glad my presence was so calming for you.
Real zen in there.
- It would have been ten times worse if you weren’t there.
- Yeah. Yep, you’d be in jail.
- Good morning, Ms. Whitman. It’s Officer Coleman calling.
Were you made aware of the bail conditions
the judge imposed on your husband?
- Yeah, I heard.
But it all just seems a little overkill.
- I assure you it’s not.
- Well, um...
- Let me give you my personal number.
I’d like you to call me directly
if your husband tries to make contact of any kind, OK?
- Um, I--I really don’t...
- It’s really best that we don’t take any chances.
Do you have a pen handy?
- It’s just I’m sure he wasn’t going to, uh...
- Ms. Whitman, do you have a pen?
- Yes.
- Mia, I’m not on board with this.
Why are you so hell bent...
- Tyler, if you knew what was at stake,
you would be on board with this.
Trust me.
Hey!
I’m just here to remind you to respect your bail conditions.
If you go near your wife,
her house, her-- her cousin’s house,
we are gonna arrest you.
- What the fuck is your problem?
Are you--are you trying to destroy my--my marriage,
my family, my--my whole life?
- Just keep your distance. That’s it.
Those are judge’s orders.
Am I making myself clear?
- You know, my lawyer told me to sue you
for giving false testimony.
Now we’ll add threats and harassment to that list.
- OK. That’s better.
Drag me instead.
- Why are you such a hard ass with this guy?
- I promise you it’s the lesser of two evils.
Besides, no harm in giving him a stern warning.
- Good afternoon, Mr. Clarke!
I’m Officer Coleman,
and I am here to take your statement.
OK, listen, you can either give your statement to me,
or you can shove it up your fucking ass.
Dealer’s choice.
- Paul Whitman’s lawyer filed a harassment charge against you
on behalf of his client.
You want to tell me about it?
You were there for this?
Did she threaten him? - No.
it was just a friendly reminder
to respect the conditions of his bail.
How’s that a threat?
So you intimidated him.
What’d this guy do to you anyways?
This guy has rights, Mia.
- He was gonna kill his wife.
- And how do you know he was gonna do that?
- Just a-a-an instinct.
A strong one.
- If he hasn’t done anything, we can’t do anything.
Mia! I’m putting you on mandatory leave.
- What?
- Look, I know you’ve been through some personal stuff,
but you can’t let that spill over into our work.
If I send you out on patrol like this,
it could destroy your career.
I won’t have it.
If you want to be reinstated,
you need to get counselling first.
- Are you kidding me?
- Look, Mia, I’m worried about you, too.
- OK, this is a mistake.
You’re both making a huge mistake.
- Your service weapon’s already been confiscated.
I’m sorry, Mia.
(Cat meowing)
(Phone ringing)
- Hello?
- Mrs. Coleman? - Keri?
- No, it’s Leslie, Keri’s cousin.
- What’s wrong? What happened?
- Keri didn’t want me to call you,
but Paul picked up the girls after school today.
Keri went over to the house to get them,
and now I can’t reach her.
- How long ago was that? - Two hours ago.
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(Screaming) Fuck!
(Crying)
(Sobbing)
(Phone ringing)
- Where are you? We’re at the restaurant.
(Crying)
Mia?
- Daddy?
Closed Captions: MELS