05x01 - Bon Cop, Bueno Cop

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Announcer: Previously on Republic of Doyle.

This has been quite a ride for you and me.

Jake. Becker has it in for you. He's crazy.

And he's got nothing to lose.

I'm gonna take what you love most.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Doyle.

With g*ns like this?

His cockiness can get the better of him.

Des: I care, Tinny.

I really, really do.

Leslie: I've been promoted.

I found out yesterday.

It's in Ottawa.

Don't miss the opportunity to share your life with her.

There's no sign of Jake or Becker anywhere.

None of this makes any sense.

They're gone.

Where is he?

Ship's horn.

[Sound of lighter.]

What the hell is going on?

[Sound of hydraulic machinery.]

[Bang]

[Sound of men's voices outside.]

Hargh!

[Crunch.]

Kane: Looks like you're lost, my friend.

Jake: Yeah.

I took a wrong turn over by Cuba so...

I'll just head out and go get my bearings.

Ha. Gringo.

There'll be no heading out anywhere for you.

Where's Carlos?

Why'd he send you to me?

Carlos.

I'll be honest with you.

If you finds him I got a serious bone to pick with him.

[Sound of g*ns cocking.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang on now fellas.

Just take it easy, alright?

I don't know who you are. Or what you're doing here.

But I'm sorry to tell you, this is goodbye.

[Sirens]

You set us up!

No! No, no. I didn't!

[Crunch.]

[g*nf*re.]

[g*nf*re.]

[Punch]

Ooof!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Alright, b'ys. Listen.

Don't move.

Alright?

You know, it's my first time in Mexico.

I mean, it feels weird, your first time in Mexico, to not have a Mexican stand off.

Don't you think? You.

Buddy. In order for this to work, you gotta point your g*n at him.

Go on.

I knew that was too easy.

Gabriella: You.

Don't move.

I'm not moving. I mean, I just gotta lay this g*n down, okay?

'Cause... Okay.

I know how this looks. I--

I just want you to know I'm not supposed to be here.

[Slam.]

Gabriella: No, stranger.

You're not.

♪Oh yea
♪Oh yeah
♪Oh yeah
♪Oh yeah
♪Oh ya ee ya
♪ee ya ee ya
♪Oh ya ee ya
♪ee ya ee ya
♪Oh yeah

Rose: So many questions.

So many dead ends.

Still no sign of Becker.

The little we've heard from Crocker, well...

He doesn't know where Jake is.

This is my fault. I shouldn't have left him alone.

Don't do that.

You know better.

We'll find Jake.

Listen.

I'm gonna go check in with some informants.

Why don't you come with? Clear your head.

Nah. I'm okay.

Mal: What's the link?

Good question.

I'm beginning to like you popping by all the time. I must say.

Hey.

I got the same board in my kitchen.

And no matter how hard I look at it, I just can't seem to figure out where Jake is.

I'm sure this has something to do with Carlos.

He was there with Jake.

Leslie: I've questioned him a thousand times.

And he isn't telling us anything.

Well, maybe we need someone else to talk to him.

Someone who isn't bound by the same rules you are.

You know. A handsome ex cop. Name rhymes with--

Alacky.

I know you wanna get Jake back.

But there's no way I can let you near Carlos.

There's something neither of us are actually saying, Malachy.

But it might be something we have to come to terms with.

Jake has been missing for a while.

Jake's alive, Leslie. I know it.

And so do you.

Now--

You make sure you keep popping by. Got me?

♪

[Sound of baton rattling against bars.]

We've been through this whole jig-a-ma-reel a thousand times.

I know you don't like me. You don't want me to be here.

But guess what? I don't want to be here either.

But there's nothing I can do about it.

I've also told you a thousand times.

I don't speak Spanish.

You're going to die.

Yeah, well. We're all gonna die sometime.

Lucky for me, it's not going to be today, because--

I got those really hard bars between you and me.

[Sound of key turning.]

You angered the wrong man, Amigo.

I tend to anger a lot of people.

[Punch]

Oh great!

Huh!

Huh!

Oh!

Oh!

Uh!

Uh!

Argh!

Uh!

[cr*ck]

Wow. This is a nice change of scenery.

Do they have, like, a beach service here, or...?

Jacob Doyle. In our conversation--

You mean the five days straight, where you interrogated me?

You never told me you were from Newfoundland.

We tracked the container.

First of all, I'm surprised that you even know where Newfoundland is.

Second of all, if I knew it woulda got me out of that hell hole of a jail sooner, trust me.

I wouldn't told you.

Tell me. Do you have any idea who this might be?

Jake: Other than the fact that he tried to have me k*lled twice, not really. Why?

His name is Eli Kane.

He's a former Mexican Border Agent who is dealing arms.

Now he heads one of the largest cartels in our country.

My sources tell me that you know his Lieutenant. Carlos.

Well, I'm pretty sure he's the reason why I went on this little vacation.

Why the hell are you telling me all this?

Kane is expanding his cartel to your country.

Starting in your home town.

You're gonna help me catch him.

Tell you what. Let me call home.

And talk to my family and I'll consider.

No. You being missing gives us a big advantage over Kane.

You play along, you'll see your family soon enough.

We have a deal?

If it gets me home?

Why not?

Gabriella: There's some papers to get us over the U.S. border and into Maine.

From there, I know a way to get into Newfoundland.

I guess you thought of everything, didn't you.

Some fresh clothes for clothes for you too.

Our first date, and you're already picking out outfits.

Little forward, don't you think?

We have to arrest Kane in your country and keep him there.

If people in Mexico find out, he won't go to trial. And the charges will never stick.

Where is Kane now?

I have information that he's enroute to St. John's.

But he won't be there long.

It's a long journey. Hurry up.

Honeymoon's over. I get it.

♪

Ooof.

Ooof.

Ooof.

[Thud]

Oh! Ah! Hi. Tinny. Hey.

I was just, um.

I'm just working on, you know --
I wanna be-- in shape for when Jake gets back.

And we'll be, you know, solving crime. Or whatever.

Why were you watching me?

I wasn't. Don't be stupid.

Grayson: Tinny.

All hands are at the Duke. You coming or what?

Yeah.

Des: Kiss, kiss, kiss.

Yes, b'y.

Grayson: Training there, are we Daz?

Got a big fight coming up?

Keep it up and maybe.

What was that?

It's Des. Not Daz.

Whatever.

Grayson: Right.

Well, I'll be outside.

Okay.

Look. I'm--

I'm worried about you.

I'm fine. I'm good.

You painted the entire house last week.

And now you're working out all the time.

I know you miss Jake. We all do. But--

We're gonna find him.

Just know that--

I'm always...

Grayson: Doyle.

Come on. Let's hustle.

I gotta go. See ya.

See ya.

Jake: Thanks a lot b'ys.

Welcome to Newfoundland.

Gabriella: We need to be mobile.

And get to work on finding a location for Kane.

Alright. Look. We'll contact the local cops.

I know someone there who can help.

No police.

Police here are different. Okay? They're not like--

in your country.

Hey! Watch it.

No offense. I'm just saying I mean, the cops --
I don't like them.

But I can actually trust them.

The minute any cop talks to the Embassy, or Mexican Police, someone on Kane's payroll will be alerted.

And Kane will return to Mexico before we can stop him.

So. Car.

This one looks promising.

Well, this car here is for sale.

I mean, we probably should take her for a test run, no?

[Crash]

Kane has a shipment coming in. Probably dr*gs.

I took down an informant.

He gave me a word.

Triumphante.

Could be a plane, a boat or [Car starts] a smuggler's code name.

Get in.

I think I know where we should start.

♪[Forboding music.]

Chica.

Nice to see you again.

I like how you're having me over to your place now.

I wanted you to be a bit more comfortable for our little chat.

Smallwood: Sergeant.

This again?

Inspector Smallwood. I'm just following up on a lead.

There are other cases in my department that require your attention.

Understood. This won't take long.

It's already taking too long.

Consider this his last visit.

I'm sorry, my friend.

But you have spent just a little too much time with them.

So what are we talking about this time?

I'm starting to feel like you have some sort of thing for me.

Am I right?

Jake Doyle. What did you do to him?

Really? That again.

Like I've said, over and over.

I have no idea who you're talking about.

Carlos: What's this?

Leslie: A request for Witness Protection.

Carlos: You really think this will work?

That I'll flip on my employer?

Well, either you sign it and tell me where Doyle is.

Or I just leak that you did.

And some of your employer's friends can deal with you back in jail.

Not bad, Blondie. But my friends are already coming for me.

It's only a matter of time before I'm back on the street.

Maybe you can drive me back.

We can -- talk more on the way--

Oof!

I told you not to test me, Carlos.

Bennett.

A word.

You did it this time, Blondie.

Now the boss is mad.

Now.

You better think long and hard about what you choose or don't choose to say.

'Cause I can guarantee you this: You're gonna be here for a long time.

And your delicate, pacific disposition is not gonna like our winters.

[Door slams.]

Where is this?

It's my office.

We gotta find a way to track the name of that boat that you're looking for.

Grayson: Come on, come on.

Tinny: Did you hear that?

Here what?

The sound of you avoiding making out with me?

Yeah. I hear it.

[Sound of drink spilling.]

Oh!

Whoa.

I'm sorry.

As romantic as it is to make out in an alleyway in broad daylight, we should head back in.

Fine. That's just fine man.

Grayson.

Relax, okay?

Just learn how to hold your booze a little better.

And you'll have a much better sh*t at getting me naked.

Let's go back in side with your day boiled Rugby friends.

Who's that?

My niece.

And a soon to be dead guy.

Charming.

Poppy.

What are you at?

This is it.

Ned: Anything to drink for the lovely off-duty police officer?

Just ginger ale, please.

Beer for me.

Listen, Thanks again for this, Mal.

Really appreciate it. It's only temporary.

As soon as I pay off four or five of them loans, I'll be on my way.

Good man.

And this pint-- is on me. I insist.

But it would be great if you could just take it outta my cheque, as well as a bag of chips over there.

Grayson: What!

[Loud laughing.]

On a date?

I guess you could call it that.

He's starting to get on my nerves.

You can always burn him off.

He's not bad when it's just the two of us.

They never are.

This might sound weird, but--

Do you ever feel like you see Jake?

Like you know he's not there, but--

You miss him. It's normal.

But you can't let it take over your life.

He'll be back driving us all crazy before you know it.

You're young. Enjoy your night.

Thanks.

[Clink.]

[Thud from above.]

Sorry.

Oh, it's okay.

It's obvious someone's made some changes around here.

You okay?

Yeah. I mean--

Obviously it looks like my family thinks that I'm dead.

It seems a tad cruel to let them go on thinking that, don't you think?

We've been over this.

You'll put their lives in jeopardy.

And blow the entire operation.

Plus-- How do you know they're not slightly relieved?

Ha, ha.

Jake: Now. If you're a boat in St. John's harbour, then you're listed on the Port Authority's website.

Triunfante... isn't here.

What did you say that word was again?

Triunfante.

What does that mean in English?

Umm... Victory, success, winning.

Success.

There's a boat here called

Victorious. Does that work?

That has to be him.

Mal: Hold it!

Jake?

Hey! Dad!

You're alive!

Tell me this wasn't about a girl.

Sort of.

You little sh*t!

You didn't think that would be good information to tell me?

That my son isn't dead?

Just--

Okay. I just got back.

Hey, I'd like you to meet someone.

I can explain.

Jake.

You've done some rotten things in your life.

Was a phone call too much to ask?

A frickin' text message?

Mr. Doyle, I'm assuming. I can explain. I'm a Mexican police officer.

Yeah.

And we're undercover, sort of.

We're tracking a notorious k*ller.

I need Jake's help to stop him.

Yeah. And we just got a lead.

Okay? And if you're not gonna have a heart att*ck, I could really use some backup. So...

Can you let me explain this whole thing in the car, or what?

It's taking everything out of me not to flatten you right now.

Okay.

Let's go.

Hey. Did Poppy come down? I saw him go up.

I'm not sure. You don't know how to change over a keg, do ya?

I kinda glazed over when Mal showed me that part.

Sorry.

Buzz me up?

Poppy?

[Door slams.]

Smallwood: The Mexican authorities are all over us.

And you're in there causing an international incident.

And it's all for Jake Doyle, I'm guessing.

Inspector Smallwood, with all due respect, we all know there's more to Jake's disappearance than Carlos is letting on.

Drop it. You turned down the Federal

Task Force job because Doyle disappeared.

I promoted you to be my Number One.

Extra pay.

An office with a window. What's not to like here?

Do not let Jake Doyle's ghost drag you down. Please.

His ghost.

What I mean is, you have to accept the fact, that Doyle is likely dead.

And the details of what happened to him buried with him.

Move on.

So.

What do we do with Carlos? Back to Her Majesty's?

Send him back.

No.

Let's turn the AC on bust and let him sit there.

I think I'll go with your answer.

I'm serious. You gotta let it go.

He's dead.

This one. It's the only one not on the manifest.

So whatever Kane is shipping, it must be in here.

If you're right and this thing is full to the brim with dr*gs--

That's enough to take Kane down.

If we catch him.

[Bang]

These guys.

They don't look like dr*gs to me.

Lock the doors. Scan the parking lot.

And search the place floor by floor, now.

Done.

Leslie: Did anybody see anything?

Who the hell got in there?

The cameras went out in there seconds before Carlos was k*lled.

Someone is sending a message.

The K*llers wanted to rub our faces in it.

You okay?

It's just--

Carlos was the only person could help us find Jake.

Tinny: Leslie.

I need your help.

I think something happened to my grandfather.

What? Are you sure?

Yeah. He went up to the office, and then just disappeared.

Leslie?

Leslie, what's going on?

Tinny. I know you're worried.

But I'm in the middle of something.

Well, we can talk on the way.

Mal: What are we tangled up in here?

Jake: Maybe Kane's shipping human cargo.

Nothing about that man surprised me.

I'm gonna grab the car.

We have to get these guys to the authorities.

Jake: Someone went through a lot of trouble to get these guys here. It must have cost a fortune.

[Tires screeching.]

Get that door.

Jacob Doyle.

Why is it that every time I open up a container, there you are?

I just wanna make sure you get your packages on time, Kane.

Or should I call you Constable now, maybe.

You can call me whatever you want.

But this is the last time you and I play this game.

Kane. Drop it.

Gabriella. I thought you'd know better.

Stay here and call for backup.

I wanna help.

Call for backup and stay with the car. That's an order.

Drop it.

I'd do what she says, man.

'Cause when it comes to dealing with tools, she doesn't bluff.

Yeah, well she knows I don't bluff either.

Isn't this right, Gabriella?

Lower your g*n.

You can't win this.

Leslie: I don't know what's going on!

But I'm Sergeant Leslie Bennett of the RNC.

And you're all under arrest.

So put your firearms down.

And put your hands where I can see them.

Jake? What?

You're alive?

Kane: Unfortunately.

Jake. Who is she?

Good question. Jake.

Who is she?

Kane: Ho, ho! This is awkward.

A terrible way to find out about the other woman.

Shut up, Kane.

Leslie, I can explain.

Okay. I need everyone to relax.

Uncle Jake!

Tinny, no!

This is family. Nice.

Listen. Kane.

How about you point the g*n at me, okay?

Because we both know, I'm the one that you want dead.

Maybe I'll just k*ll you both.

Put the g*n down now.

Gabriella: Do it.

You have two against one. You don't have a lot of options.

Looks like there's only one way out of this.

[expl*si*n.]

I can't believe it's you.

Where have you been?

I'll tell you. But you gotta promise me you're not going out with that weird little, you know, cop guy.

Son.

I can explain.

Sort of.

Smallwood: You disobeyed a direct order.

You jeopardized the safety of a fellow officer, not to mention civilians.

And worst of all, you do all of this while inebriated.

I wasn't drinking sir.

Save it for your union rep.

I can't wait to meet this Jake Doyle guy.

He seems to have a serious influence over some of my officers.

In the meantime--

You're suspended until further notice.

Please tell me you weren't on a beach somewhere all this time with that young girl while we were all mourning your death.

No b'y Dad. I was locked in a Mexican prison.

She busted me out And why would she do that?

Because she needed my help to track down Kane.

Nothing's ever simple with you, is it?

What do you want me to say?

I am sorry that I was shipped off to Mexico.

And locked in a hell hole of a prison.

I though you--

I thought I might not see you again.

Disappointed?

No, Jake.

I am really glad to see you.

That's the truth.

Malachy?

Can we have a moment, please?

Sure.

Of course.

[Slap]

Why didn't you tell me you were alive? We all thought you were dead, Jake.

Ow.

[Slap]

Will you stop it?

Now what is going on?

Who is that Mexican cop?

Okay. Her name is Gabriella. She's after Kane.

The head of a Mexican cartel. He's expanding his business here in Canada.

He's the fella who shipped those four migrants here.

How do you get yourself into these messes?

Why are you smiling?

I'm just happy to see your face.

Honestly, I never thought I'd see it again.

And it was k*lling me.

Sorry for all this.

Where's Gabriella now?

You know, asking whereabouts of a hot Mexican cop shouldn't be the first thing out of your mouth after we... do that.

Don't worry. I mean, you're the only hot--

Mexican cop, that I'd ever be interested in.

But seriously, I think she needs our help.

We had her fixed up.

And had a cruiser drop her off at your office.

Right.

But did I mention that you're hot and--

And that I love you.

Wait here. And I'll get your release papers for you.

I love you too.

Bennett. What the hell are you doing?

Okay, So Hood told me they've searched and interrogated the migrants from the container.

There's no sign of dr*gs or g*ns on them.

And they're looking for a fourth migrant who took off.

Now, firstly--

Mal.

You need a phone with a better camera.

You can't capture life's special moments with this.

And secondly, I enhanced the image with the new software that Jake bought me.

Jake's been missing for months.

Okay. He doesn't know that he bought it for me.

It was one of those--

I was thinking about you, while I was at a foreign prison, kind of thing.

Des. The men you found in the container.

Right. Well, they seem to be, like, regular customers who paid a mint for Kane to ship them into the country.

Jake: I know I would have.

Ah, Jake. Oh my gosh.

We were worried sick.

It's a long story.

And I'll explain it to you all later.

Wassup?

Wassup?

Oh my God! Dude. I missed you so much.

Okay. Yeah.

I missed you too, buddy. I did.

But I gotta hear more about these migrants, alright?

Let go!

They're being held in a government facility until their refugee claim can be processed.

But the only link they have to Kane is that they paid him.

Okay. Let us know if you find out anything else.

Dad we should go check on Gabriella.

She's back at the office.

We have so much catching up to do.

And don't worry. I'll bring back all your jeans from my closet.

I wore them. You're know, there's a surprisingly tight fit.

Mal: And let's look into this Gabriella.

I'm not a hundred percent sure she's on the up and up.

Jake.

Ah, you're staying with me, Kiddo.

Okay.

Where'd you park?

Around the corner. But--

You might want to drive.

I knew you'd get to drive her again.

We might wanna hurry.

Oh yeah. Right.

Oh God.

Gabriella.

Where is she?

[Phone sound]

Meet me at this address, signed G.

Gabriella.

Let's go.

Gabriella!

Let's split up.

[Smack.]

Argh!

Jake Doyle.

This must be your father.

Nice to meet you.

It's kinda fitting that we find you here in a junk yard, don't you think?

What can I say? You got me.

Enough games, Kane.

Where's Gabriella?

In good time.

[Phone rings.]

Rose.

I've been looking into Gabriella. Bad news.

Turns out she's under investigation by the Mexican police.

What?

And--

Turns out Gabriella is--

Gabriella?

Hang up.

I have to call you back.

What is this?

Gabriella: I'm sorry Jake.

But I had no other play.

You didn't tell him, did you?

Tell me what?

She's my wife.

Oh, well, that's just--

That's great.

Jake, I--

I know you're going to need some time to process that.

So just take all the time you need.

[Punch]

[Clunk.]

Where are we?

We're in a car.

Jake.

I think we're in the air.

I think you're right.

Des: Whoa, whoa. Look at this.

Pardon. Por drias ver esto, por favor.

See this is the same tattoo, right?

But the base is different. Do you see it?

Yeah. They are lines.

That's what I thought. Great minds.

But on closer inspection, they're actually Roman numerals.

Or: Numeros Romanos.

Like, this one here -

That one's a three. That's four.

And Hector here. Hector's a five.

So it's not just branding. These represent, like a rank of some kind.

What do you mean?

All these guys. They could be soldiers in Kane's organization.

So Carlos-- He's only a two.

Does that mean they're all ranked higher than him?

Well that would mean, that these men--

They're not refugees. But--

Hard core criminals. Even worse than Carlos.

The migrants are Kane's lieutenants, in his cartel.

That must be how he's expanding his operation, by smuggling them into town.

From here, Kane can stick them anywhere in the country.

Or the U.S.

Only it's pronounced "Lef" tenant, just FYI.

I gotta call Leslie.

Des: They'll rue the day they ever suspended you, Tinny.

Rue the day.

It's locked.

I know!

You're some detective.

Just knock it off, alright.

This whole thing isn't entirely my fault.

[Phone rings.]

Jake: My phone's ringing.

Where is it?

Gabriella.

Gabrie--!
[Disconnect sound.]

She left us the key. Why?

Who cares? Open the lock.

Alright, b'y. Alright.

You do it. Don't drop it.

I gotta stop this guy from dropping us on the ground.

Don't break your neck.

Whoa!

Jake!

I got it. I'm okay!

Jake: Hey!

Hey!

Shut it down!

[Crash]

Dad!

Dad!

Mal: What?

[Phone text sound.]

I got a text from Rose.

I know where the migrants are.

Come on!

[Tires screech.]

Arrgh.

Nobody move!

[Bang]

Jake. What the hell is going on?

Leslie. The migrants are Kane's lieutenants.

Here's one gift wrapped for you. I gotta go.

You're the one that called me. Where are you going?

Sorry.

[Tires screeching.]

[Tires screeching.]

[Bang. Bang. Bang.]

You didn't happen to put a bulletproof windshield in this thing, did you?

You're lucky I replaced the cardboard.

[g*n clicks. Out of b*ll*ts.]

Great. Now what?

Jake!

Gabriella!

Jake!

Kane. He has my son.

Where's Kane?

How is he transporting himself and his lieutenants into Canada?

Are you gonna say anything?

Fine. You can rot in here, for all I care.

You know this would have been a lot easier if you were straight with me from the start.

I had to get Benito back.

I'm sorry. I should have been more straight forward.

I married Kane, thinking he was a simple business man.

We had a son, Benito.

And then I found out the truth.

Kane was a criminal.

So I took Benito. And I left.

I take it that didn't go over so well with Kane.

He came after me. And he took Benito.

My father tried to stop him.

Kane k*lled him.

I've been trying to take him down to get my son since.

He promised he'd give him back to me if I--

If you k*lled me.

You're an obstacle to Kane.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have involved you.

I just --

I had no other choice.

I want Benito back.

He's my world.

I tell you what. We'll figure something out.

I promise.

Don't stop on my account.

Your man in there. He's not talking.

He won't. He's as tough as they come.

You got any other leads?

I know Kane was supposed to leave the city tonight.

But my sources didn't know how.

Jake: What is this?

We found it next to Carlos' body.

I assume now it's from Kane.

I haven't seen him leave one of those in a while.

He wanted to make a statement that no one is safe from him.

Jake: Has Hector seen this?

Leslie: No.

I think I got an idea of how to get some answers.

[Knock knock knock.]

Man, there is nothing like the fear of getting whacked to get a guy talking.

Once Gabriella gets all the information we need, we'll get all hands on deck.

I've got first hand experience with Kane.

I think we should be really discreet about this.

Okay. We'll do it your way.

Leslie.

I really missed you.

We should take Kane now when he's unprepared.

Wait. Hold on. Where's the third guy?

Kane!

You.

How did you find me?

Gabriella: Hector seem to think you don't need him any more.

Now, where's my boy?

Get on the ground, Kane.

I'd do what she says.

Just give us the kid.

I can't do that my friend.

[Bang. Bang.]

Get down!

[Bang]

[Bang]

[Bang]

Cover me.

Hey!

[Punch]

[Truck starting sound.]

Argh!

[Punch]

Whoa!

[Punch]

Where is he?

Where is Benito?

Our son is safe.

Safe is far away from you.

Yeah, but you're gonna have to let me go.

Or you'll never see him again.

Look.

It might feel good.

But it's not gonna help.

I shoulda known you'd never leave without him.

Hello there.

Looking for this?

Safe and sound.

So. What now?

Kane will be detained here. Hopefully, permanently.

I can't go back to Mexico.

Where do you think you'll end up?

Well. I do like it here.

It's a great place to live.

Thank you for helping me and my son.

I don't want to even think about what could have happened without you.

It was my pleasure.

Ahem.

Goodbye Jake.

I hope to see you again.

Yeah. That would be nice.

That would be nice?

Yeah.

I meant that in a purely Platonic sense.

We'd better head to the Duke.

Your entire family's waiting for you.

Does that mean you'll be my date?

I'd better be your date.

[Cork popping.]

Mal: To my not yet dead son, Jake.

How poetic.

But fitting, don't you think?

Isn't this wicked?

All pretty awesome.

Good to see ya, Jake. Here's a bottle on the house.

What? Ned? Why is Ned behind the bar?

I works here.

We hired him.

Cheers.

You okay?

Tinny: Yeah. Yeah.

My suspension's up for review next week.

I feel like an idiot, though.

Hey. Hey. Look.

You were helping your family.

And in my books, that makes you an non-idiot like person.

Thanks.

Well, at least Leslie told Inspector Smallwood that I brought the tattoo thing in.

So he's gonna take that into account.

Good.

I'm just so happy Jake's back.

Yeah, me too.

Mal: Ah, Jake.

I--

We all are so glad to see you back home safe and sound.

And we all--

I-- really missed you.

Here, here.

Mal: Oh, and Jake.

Enjoy this toast.

'Cause it's the last one you'll hear from me, until ye two get hitched.

Rose: Oh, come one.

Although a wedding would be nice.

[Glass tinkling.]

Des: Oh, sorry I thought we were supposed--

Aren't we supposed to tap the glasses to get 'em to kiss? Okay.

Drinks on the house!

No, no! Shut up.

It's a miscommunication.

This isn't your house.

By the way, if you disappear like that again, don't bother coming back. I'm just saying.

I promise.

I will never leave your side.

Man it's good to be home.

Cheers, everyone.

Cheers. Cheers.

[Foreboding music.]