05x02 - All by Her Selfie

[bunniefuu]

♪ here they coming with their g*ns, g*ns, g*ns, g*ns ♪
♪ say, "don't move, stick 'em up" ♪
♪ you really think I'm gonna run, run, run, run ♪
♪ I'm never giving up ♪
♪ don't want to, don't want to ♪
♪ don't want to mess with me ♪
♪ you don't want to, don't want to ♪
♪ don't want to mess with me ♪

Ohh!

Oh!

♪ I got the feeling I can break ♪

Give me the ball.

All right, first first, McNally, we're drinking.

This isn't a drinking game, and that was my point.

Well, you know what?

Life is a drinking game, McNally, and you have been phoning it in.

There. Down.

Down this. Down it now. To Sam Swarek.

[Chuckles]

♪ here they coming with their g*ns, g*ns, g*ns, g*ns ♪

Mnh, mnh-mnh.

♪ say, "don't move, stick 'em up" ♪

Mnh-mnh!

Inspector.

Hi, hi.

Uh, you want to play? That's...

No. No, no. But I need a word.

All right, a word, a word. This man needs a word.

Somebody get this man a word any word... and a drink.

Let's get a drink.

No, thanks. My car's running.

All right. Excuse me.

You, Peck... take my spank handle.

[Laughs] Ooh.

Go forth.

I shall return. Ooh, Inspector, sorry.

I, uh, burn energy when I compete.

Well, I've got a new shirt for you.

I've decided on the new staff sergeant.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

Yeah, no. I, uh... I got to train that rookie.

Someone else can train him.

John...

I'm not a white shirt.

I'm a street cop. I'm one of the boys.

That's something that I love about myself.

Everybody likes that about you. That's why you're my guy.

They respect you.

You having a good time?

Yeah.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Well...

Man: Oh. Oh!

♪ and fight until the death ♪
♪ 'cause what I stand for will not give up ♪

[Siren wailing]

Psst!

[Laughing] Don't sh**t. It's just me.

Guess what.

What?

We're getting a new acting staff sergeant.

Really? Who?

It's gonna be Oliver.

Uh.

I mean, nobody knows that, but... mm, can I have your water?

Mm. [Slurping]

Okay, and another thing... we have a new rookie, and Oliver was supposed to train him, but now he can't.

So tonight was just like one big mystery with no detective there to solve it, which, by the way, when are you coming back to work?

We should break you out of here, man. You need to be free.

I think you should do it.

Get you out of here right now? Yeah, man.

No, I think you should train the rookie.

Oh, yeah, great idea.

You'd be great.

Mm-hmm. For sure. I'm drunk.

Well, you won't be drunk tomorrow.

[Sighs]

[Monitor beeps]

I would be really good at it, actually.

Yeah.

Probably the best. [Chuckles]

Your feet are freezing.

No, they're sweaty. I've been competing all night.

Hey.

Hi.

I'm interrupting. Sorry.

No, no, no, no. That's okay.

I was just, uh, you know, popping by.

No. What? You don't have to...

So, good night.

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Say a prayer, you know, and all that good stuff.

Sam doesn't know what a prayer is.

What do you mean? I've said some prayers in my day.

[Chuckling] Yeah, right.

Okay, so, I'm gonna go.

Okay, well, I guess I should say goodbye now, then, 'cause, uh, I got to head out tomorrow.

Oh, okay, well, I mean, I can give you a ride.

Yeah?

[Laughing] No.

I don't have a car.

You can take my truck.

Okay.

Okay?

That would be great, seriously.

My train leaves at 8:00.

Good.

See you tomorrow, hmm?

See you tomorrow.

Bye.

[Door closes]

What?

[Siren wailing]

Hey. What's going on?

Uh, I... I just dropped my go-bag.

A lot of go in your bag. [Slurps]

Are you hitting on me?

You're the new rookie.

Yeah, how did you know? Detective, right?

Not quite.

[Door buzzes]

Welcome to 15.

Whoo! Whoo!

[Cheers and applause]

Aw, put it in a cage, Peck. Come on, buddy.

Yep. Yeah, thank you. Thank you.

Yes, I feel very special. It's a wonderful day.

Uh, I would like to introduce our newest recruit here at 15.

This is Duncan Moore.

[Applause]

There you go. Great.

Okay, so, you're part of the family now, rookie.

I'm sure you know what that means.

Mm. No.

No? We do not have to like you.

We don't have to be nice to you.

And we can make fun of you whenever we want because, when it really comes down to it, we'll always have your back.

Oh. And I have yours... Sir.

All right.

Uh, okay, so, um... first day of a new rotation.

You, uh, see who... your assignments are up on the board, and that's who you'll be riding with for the day.

Uh, okay, that's it. You're dismissed.

Off you go. Be good cops. Come here, Moore.

[Coughs]

[Beeping]

[Indistinct conversations]

Andy: Oliver.

Yes.

Sorry. Staff Sergeant Shaw.

Yeah?

[Sighs] I can do it.

Do what?

Train the rookie, sir.

I don't think that's a good idea, McNally.

I can do it, okay? I thought long and hard about it last night when I was when I couldn't sleep.

It's a big responsibility to train a cop.

I don't want to train a cop.

I want to train a super cop.

Sold.

What's the problem, Shaw?

She's great. I trained her. Sure.

That settles it, then.

Great.

Come on, rookie. Grab your go-bag. Let's rock.

Get me McNally's personnel file.

Yeah.

[Siren wails]

This is a big moment... first time heading to the squad car.

Yep.

Do you mind?

Uh, nope.

Thank you.

Mm.

Hey, you know, I'm I'm really happy that I'm being taught by a woman.

You know?

I... I just feel like I could be more myself, like I don't... I don't have to pretend to... to be all macho and... and act like I'm not nervous.

Mm.

[Police radio chatter]

And this is my first day, too, as a T.O.

Are... are you nervous?

Yeah, a bit.

I mean, I feel like I have so much to tell you, but I don't want to bombard you with information.

Oh, no, bombard me. Bombard me.

Hey, are you into self-feedback?

I don't know what that is.

Okay, well, that's... that's something that we practiced in one of our seminar courses at college, where... surprise, surprise... the prof was a woman.

But it's pretty self-explanatory.

Um, each participant provides, uh, feedback on their own performance.

So, instead of, you know, you grading" me, I tell you how I've done, and and... and how you've done.

And you... you'd do the same, of course.

Oh, okay.

Well, here, um, there's protocol, and I just write the report myself.

Right, right. Message received.

Yeah, but you can bet that rule was made by a man.

[Indistinct conversations]

Steve: Good morning.

Today has to be an eight-hour day.

Okay.

But I got to catalog all of this.

Plus, I have to take statements from two witnesses on the Krizanc case, even though they're full of it, 'cause we all know Joey Nelson did it.

I can file that stuff for you, if you want.

What? g*ns and gangs not keeping you busy?

That's one of the downsides of being so good...

I'm on top of my paperwork.

So now I got nothing to do but drink coffee and check out the ladies.

Now, I can handle a humble brag if it means you will take all this off my plate for me.

Yeah, no problem.

I owe you.

Eight-hour day. Eight-hour day.

If I keep saying it, it'll happen, right?

I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.

Okay, you're gonna observe me.

I want you to listen to what I'm gonna say, and you're gonna do what I tell you to do.

[Clicking]

What... what... what is happening right now?

Oh, sorry. [Chuckles]

Um, I'm... I'm just... I'm just sending my boy the sh*t.

Me in a uniform.

Yeah, okay, pop quiz, okay?

Traffic stop.

What is the first thing you're gonna do before you approach that car?

Uh, do a quick scan, and then, uh, see if the...

Wrong.

Call me.

Uh, a man pulls a Kn*fe.

I sh**t him.

You're just gonna sh**t him? You're not... you're not gonna talk to him and try to get him to drop the w*apon first?

Absolutely.

Oh, okay. What are you gonna say?

Put your hands up before I sh**t you!

Never mind. Just call me, all right?

Okay.

If there's a robbery, call me.

You see a drug deal go down, you're gonna call me.

You see a kid fall off a tricycle, call me.

I am your training officer, okay?

So, no matter what happens, you're gonna do what?

Assess the situation...

Oh, my God. Call me.

Right. Gotcha.

I just... I thought it was a trick question.

Dispatcher: 1504, we've got a possible break-and-enter at Pawn Kings, 2793 Gerrard.

Uh, the door's open and there's broken glass inside.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Call you?

Answer the radio.

Right.

Pawn Kings, here we go.

Hey, wait!

[Police radio chatter]

Whoa, you always stay behind me.

[Police radio chatter]

Okay.

That looks like a dead dude's legs.

Sir?

Yeah.

Sir, you got to wake up.

Ohh. Hi.

What are you doing in here?

Um, right. Uh, last night, uh...

[Sighs]

Uh...

Life presents a gift.

Take the gift and be grateful.

Gifts will come again.

The door was open. It was cold out.

Come on. Let's get you up.

Okay.

Anybody else in here?

Nope.

Did you take anything?

Feel free to search me.

I don't think there's anything, but I drink too much.

A haiku man. I like haiku.

I'm gonna need your full name and address.

My name's Yosa Buson.

Any I.D. on you?

I don't.

B-u-s-o-n.

Don't have an address.

I use the shelter on Halliday.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Excuse me.

Um, even if he didn't break in, it's still illegal entry.

You're looking for a mystery, but there's none.

Look, he's harmless, okay? He came in from the cold.

[Police radio chatter]

Officer Moore is gonna search you.

If he doesn't find anything, you're free to go.

I want you to see if you can track down the owner.

I'm gonna clear the rest of the building.

Mm-hmm.

[Clears throat]

Can you please put your arms up?

You don't have any sharp objects in your pockets, do you?

Cool. Thank you.

Come on. We'll... we'll get you out of here.

Okay, Mr. Buson, stay out of trouble.

Drink some water.

Duncan, come down here. I think we found him.

He's dead.

No way.

This is my first homicide.

Can I take a...

No.

Okay.

[Indistinct conversations]

[Sirens wail]

Hey.

Hey. Hold up.

Victim's name is, uh, Bill Power, 52.

He owns the place.

Um, we entered at 9:00 A.M., and the door was already ajar.

Anyone here?

Yes.

He was, uh, 50-something.

He said his name was Yosa Buson, and he has no fixed address.

Where is he?

Well, we kind of let him go.

What we"? Your rookie we"?

Yeah.

No. Training officer we." Me.

First responder to a m*rder scene, and you let the suspect walk?

I didn't know the body was downstairs.

I mean, I thought this guy just came off the street from the cold.

Find him!

It's got to be an eight-hour day.

Get off that thing. Eight hours, okay?

Okay. Duncan, let's go.

[Police radio chatter]

I looked up Yosa Buson.

He in the system?

Yeah, he's a famous Japanese haiku poet from the 18th century.

Yeah, that's impossible. He'd be like 300 years old by now.

Not only did we let him go, but we fell for a fake name.

Well, technically, you... you let him go.

I wanted to book him, but y...

Here's another quiz... how do you find a homeless man without a name?

We know where the... what shelter he's at.

Shelters are for night.

It's daytime.

Okay. Think of the common traits.

Um, he's likes haiku, named himself after a Japanese guy, and, well, he smells.

He's a Buddhist.

Okay, we call up all the Buddhist temples in town and find out if he's eating little tiny leaves in a basement.

Stop.

Hey, this is Officer McNally.

Can you guys help me track down a guy in his 50s, scruffy?

He goes by the name Yosa Buson.

Teamwork. Okay?

This is the foundation of policing... the police force.

[Siren wails]

Man: It's your lucky day, McNally.

We got a guy man matching that description at Dundas and Greenwood.

Hey, can you do me a favor?

Can you, uh, box him up and take him down to the station for me?

Sure thing. You owe me.

Thank you.

All right.

[Engine turns over]

[Telephones ringing]

Anything interesting in the paper?

Mm... not really.

You know, when I go visit Dad, I bring the paper sometimes, and we'll go through the headlines.

And he actually likes to read stuff from the business section.

Right. I forgot... I'm not supposed to bring him up.

I'm gonna go to the cafeteria and get myself a coffee.

No, you wait there.

I'll get it.

Are you sure?

Yep. That's... that's what I'm here for... to help you out, make small talk.

What else would I be here for?

[Door buzzes]

Hey. How's it going?

There is a bright side, to every dark corner.

At least now I'm warm.

You wasted my time.

You said your name was Yosa.

Who are you really?

Sheldon.

Nice to meet you, Sheldon.

The detective will be with you shortly.

[Camera shutter clicks]

Mild traumas to the face, and here, traumas to the chest.

So I'm thinking he was beaten to death.

No, that didn't k*ll him. See?

Looks like he was struggling to get loose.

Might have been left here alone for awhile.

So, then, what was it?

[Sniffs] Diaphoresis.

The cadaver smells of sweat and smoke.

Yeah, poor dentition.

Guy was a heavy smoker.

We got a dead guy duct-taped to a chair.

Please don't tell me he d*ed of smoking.

[Chuckles]

There are signs of peripheral vascular disease, which can lead to a myocardial infarction.

A heart att*ck.

That's my guess.

Won't know for sure until I get him on the slab.

So, how long ago did he die?

I'd say five, six hours. You ready to bag him?

Oh, yeah. Let's do it.

[Police radio chatter]

What do you got?

Uh, pawn tickets from the last month.

I'm gonna start by calling everybody who was in here yesterday.

It'll take a while to run through the inventory to see what was stolen, but I'm assuming he was looking for jewelry.

This is for you.

Looks like he used this to break it.

There's glass all over it.

Oh. Well, let's gets some prints.

We find our golfer, we find our k*ller.

Did you find Bill Power's next of kin?

We're on our way to talk to his wife.

Trace, I don't think he did it.

He did lie about his name.

Why would he tie a guy up, leave him to die, and then curl up on the floor to go to sleep?

Well, maybe he didn't. But you get his prints?

Yeah, we did.

All right.

[Beep]

You go to Pawn Kings often?

I only pawn there when I don't want the things back.

He can't be trusted.

That's right.

Heard you were a fan of the haiku.

Was Bill Power at the store last night when you went in?

Don't think I saw him.

But then, I drank a bottle.

Memory's foggy.

Do you know of anybody who might have an issue with him?

And, please, use as many syllables as you'd like.

[Inhales deeply]

I pawned a medallion there once.

I didn't know what it was.

He gave me $5.

Guy turned around and sold it the next day for 2,000 bucks.

So, yeah, I'd say a few people had an issue with him because Bill Power was a cheat.

[Engine shuts off]

Can I take the lead on this?

No. You can observe.

Look, I've observed, okay?

We did a dozen practice death notifications at the academy, and I breezed through it.

Now I need to get in the game for real.

Fine, but you need to be clear and to the point.

Mm-hmm.

What are you doing?

[Muffled] Fueling up.

Sorry. What?

Fueling up.

[Coughing]

Are you okay?

[Clears throat]

Now I have a peanut stuck in my throat. [Coughs]

Okay. You know what? Maybe I should just go in alone.

No, no, no.

I got some coconut water back in the car.

Can you... do you mind?

Yeah.

[Coughing, clearing throat]

Hurry up, all right? If she sees us out here, it's not good.

[Coughs] Just hold on one second.

[Coughs, sighs]

Had all the blood rushing to my head.

[Coughing]

Hi. Can I help you?

Um [Coughing] I'm sorry, ma'am.

It's your husband. [Coughs]

Are you Mrs. Power?

Right, are you Mrs. Power... Mara Power?

Yes. Why? What's happened to Bill?

Uh, ma'am. [Coughs] Ma'am.

Okay, you need to go wait in the car.

No, what's going on?

I'm just nervous.

This is my... this is my first death notification.

[Sighs]

Your first...

Oh, my God.

I'm so... I'm sorry.

Can we please go inside?

Let's just go inside.

Dear God.

What happened? I mean, how could this have happened?

He was just at work.

We're still trying to figure that out.

In the meantime, is there anybody that you could call?

[Cellphone ringing] ♪ hey, yo pick 'em up, pick 'em up ♪
♪ hey, pick 'em up, pick 'em up ♪

[clears throat] [Ringing stops]

Duncan, could you get a glass of water, please?

Mm-hmm.

[Sighs]

We just... we just had dinner together last night.

[Water running]

How am I supposed to feel?

[Water shuts off]

I don't know what to do.

What do I do with this stuff?

Now could grab Mrs. Power a glass of water?

Of course, yeah.

Uh, may I ask what all this is for?

He sells some things online from the store.

Mara, I hate to ask you this, but... did Bill have any enemies, anybody who was upset with him?

No.

No, not that I know of.

Okay.

[Sighs]

You know, I worked the night shift last night.

When I came home this morning, I noticed that the bed was made.

He never makes the bed.

I thought he was just being sweet.

[Sighs]

♪ hey, yo, pick 'em up, pick 'em up ♪
♪ hey, pick 'em up, pick 'em up ♪
♪ hey, yo, pick 'em up, pick 'em up ♪

I'm just gonna turn it off.

Would you please just go?

Please, just just go.

Yes.

Just...

Duncan.

Just get out of here.

I'm sorry.

We just talked to half a dozen people who did business at Pawn Kings yesterday.

We got nothing.

Uh, Nick's bringing in Meghan Kelly, the last customer on record.

She's got two priors in our system for possession of cocaine.

Let me know what she has to say.

Officer Diaz... is that short for "Diazepam"?

Actually, I'm kind of like the opposite of valium.

Dov: According to this receipt, you sold some DVDs yesterday at 5:17 P.M.

Yes, I sold my stash of p*rn... hoping to buy it back later.

Did you notice anyone else in the store with you while you were there?

Yeah, there were a few people in and out.

Did you notice anything unusual?

Unusual how?

Unusual... was anybody aggravated, angry, upset?

Yeah, actually.

There was this, uh, one guy who was pissed 'cause Bill sold his ring before the contract date.

Do you remember the details of their conversation?

Uh, I don't know.

The guy said it had only been 26 days.

And Bill said, "well, it's been 30, on account of the holiday, and you not factoring in the first day," or I don't know.

Anyway, the guy was freaking out, and he had the money to buy back the ring and everything.

And you're sure he said 26 days?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure he said 26.

Why?

Because I lost my virginity on June 26th... not of this year, of course, but that number's just always stuck out for me, I guess.

I'm gonna go get Traci.

[Clears throat]

Here.

This is in case you... get hungry.

[Door buzzes]

Look, you can't blame me for coughing.

I told you to go wait in the car.

No, you said, "why don't you go wait in the car?"

I didn't know that was an order.

And that doesn't sound like an order to you?

"Officer, go wait in the car." That's an order.

Yours was a suggestion.

Wait. That's... that's not gonna go in my report, is it... the whole death-note thing?

Okay, you realize that you're not saving any time by calling it a death note, right?

Okay, but, no...

Just hold up. Hey, Trace.

Oh. Hey.

We got those prints in on the golf club from forensics.

Great. Anybody in the system?

Yeah, somebody by the name of Duncan Moore.

His paws were all over it, so if our guy's prints were on it anywhere, they can't be found now.

Now this case is gonna take days, weeks, months.

Trace, I'm sorry.

[Sighs]

I didn't know that he was gonna contaminate the scene.

I just got off the phone with the victim's wife, and she is gonna lodge a complaint about your trip to her house this afternoon.

And maybe rightly so, okay? She wants an apology.

What happened?

He's new.

He's your rookie.

Well, he's learning.

He's your rookie.

Okay.

[Sighs] That's my fault.

I tri... I tried to tell you, man. You know?

"I want to leave him on a desk.

I want to feel him out, see who's right to train this kid," but you jumped in.

I know.

Is that how you're training him?

No, I told him to call me.

He's not to call you... he's to stand right beside you.

[Coughs] Okay.

Um, you ever heard that... that saying, "slow down, we're in a hurry"?

Okay, when you were a rook, we'd roll up to a hot call, remember, I'd... I'd take a sh*t of coffee, or I'd pull out a sandwich and have a bite?

Mm-hmm.

That was just to give you a moment to breathe.

You know, give you just a second to collect yourself before we went in.

You know, Andy, this is... this is dominoes.

He fails, you fail.

If you fail, I fail, and I... I can't fail, not with this kid.

Why not with this kid?

Moore is his mother's name.

His stepfather is Alonso Santana.

Whoa, why wouldn't you tell me that?

Uh, I am telling you now.

Well, now what am I supposed to do?

You keep him on a short leash.

You just figure it out. You do it.

Ohh.

Look, I had no idea that the golf club was evidence.

That's the point. Why did you pick it up?

I golf. That's what golfers do.

Well, why didn't you tell me that your stepfather is the commissioner, hmm?

What would that change if I told you that?

That's not the point... you should have told me.

Okay, well, I think it'd be unprofessional for me to just throw his name around and... and... and act like I should get special treatment, okay? It's irrelevant.

It's not.

Look, I'm sorry to disagree with you, but I think it is.

Okay? I'm here on my own merit, and he's not even my real father, anyway.

[Alarm chirps]

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

I shouldn't have touched the golf club.

You're right to get on me about it.

[Siren wails]

Where... where are we going?

We're going to apologize to the victim's wife. Get in.

Looks like the only thing hawked 26 days ago at Pawn Kings were musical instruments French horns, violins.

What... did the symphony go bankrupt?

You know, I think I got something.

An antique hockey ring pawned by a Ray Spencer...

1139 Crescent Road.

[Muffled] Ray Spencer.

[Crunching]

You know, I... I wouldn't eat those, if I was you.

Why? Were they in the toilet?

No.

Then I don't really care. I'm hungry.

Probably sprinkled with roofies.

[Computer beeps] All right, he's got a record... possession of stolen property, still lives with his parents.

Hey, Bill Power is still selling that ring.

Was.

No, "is."

It's posted up on the victim's profile.

Starting bid at $10,000.

Auction doesn't close another two days.

[Sighs]

You know what, boss?

[Police radio chatter]

It's my screw-up. Needs to be my apology.

Well, I have to go in there with you.

But I'll only be concerned with impressing you, okay?

It's not easy saying sorry, especially in front of an audience.

Give me another chance.

You need to make it short and sweet.

I want you to go in there and apologize sincerely, then get right back out here.

Okay.

[Seat belt clicks]

[Police radio chatter]

[Knocking on door]

[Door creaks]

Hello?

[Dog barks in distance]

It's Officer Moore. Can I come in?

I'm... I'm coming in.

[Police radio chatter]

Mrs. Power, it's Officer Moore. I was here earlier today.

Hey.

Uh, who are you?

I'm Ray.

Oh. Is, um, Mrs. Power around?

Mm. [Clears throat] No, she's out.

Um. Sorry. I just let myself in. The door was open.

Are you a relative or something?

Uh, [Clears throat] I'm a friend.

Oh.

Um, yeah, I just really need to talk to her.

You know, I feel really bad.

Came here earlier to let her know that her husband had passed away, and, ah, I screwed it up.

Who d*ed?

Her husband, uh, down at the pawn shop.

I'm... I'm... I'm really sorry if you were close.

No, he didn't die.

No, no. He did.

Um, I'm sorry.

Uh, can you tell me... what what is your name again?

Look, I'm just looking for my ring, okay?

I went to the store, and I tried to buy the thing back, and the guy wouldn't even give it back to me, okay?

Okay.

I'm... now I'm starting to put this together.

Now, you... you were the guy that broke into the pawnshop.

I really need that ring back.

Yeah, okay, just do me a favor... can you just turn around and put your hands behind your back?

I really need that ring back.

No, I get that.

Just turn around and put your hands behind your back.

It's fine, okay? That's all you have to do. Okay?

All right, just put them both behind your back, okay?

I... I was... I wasn't even...

Yeah, just turn around.

Turn around. Turn around.

I wasn't even there... t... trying to rob the place.

Yeah.

Okay?

We'll find the ring. Don't worry.

Can you put that hand behind your back, please?

[Handcuffs click] We'll find the ring, you know, but you did k*ll the guy, you know?

Come on!

No, but, hey, listen. Please listen to me, man.

Okay, first of all, turn around.

No. Listen to me.

Turn around. Put your hands behind your back.

Just shut up!

Turn around right now!

No!

No, no, turn...

Put that down! Put the sword down.

I did not...

Okay, listen. Put the sword down right now.

Ray: Okay, quiet.

Just put the sword down right now.

I didn't k*ll anybody, all right?

Just put it down!

Dispatcher: All units, we have a BOLO on a Ray Spencer, 30 years old, wanted in connection with a homicide this morning at Pawn Kings, driving a red Sunfire Alfa-Zulu-Uniform-Whiskey-3-9-5.

This is 1504.

He's at 1544 Conley Street. Send backup right away.

Please listen to me!

Put the sword on the damn ground!

Shut up!

Put it down!

I just want my Dad's ring!

Put the sword down!

Duncan, I'm right behind you!

Put this sword on the ground right now!

Holster your w*apon, now.

No, not until he drops it.

Put the g*n away now!

You Ray Spencer?

Yeah.

He's a k*ller.

He k*lled Mr. Power.

I didn't k*ll anybody!

Yes, you did!

Stop.

[Police radio chatter]

You want some gum?

No.

Want to tell me what's going on, Ray?

I was looking for my Dad's hockey ring.

I pawned it, okay?

It wasn't at the store, so it's got to be here, right?

Go look for the ring.

I don't know where it is. Look at this mess.

Look around.

Look, we need to take him in.

We need to book him right...

You need to slow down right now.

Start in there.

[Sighs]

You want to tell me what happened, Ray?

[Sniffling]

I stole it from my old man.

I was going to get it back, and then he found out.

So I went to buy it back, and it was gone.

So, what is that, eh? It hadn't even been 30 days.

Okay, well, why is the ring so special?

My Dad has had to bail me out of jail.

He's had to wrestle me to the ground while I was high.

He's had to fight my battles with drug dealers.

But I have never seen him cry until I did this to him.

So I don't even care what happens to me...

I just really want him to get his ring back.

This it?

Yeah.

I'm gonna give you this, but you have to put the sword down now.

This is what you came here for, right?

But I have to take you in.

[Panting]

Now, turn around. Put your hands behind your back.

[Handcuffs clicking]

[Engine turns over]

It was a 1918 Allan Cup hockey ring...

Spencer's grandfather's.

The poor dummy hawked it for 100 bucks.

Bill Power was selling it online for $10,000.

Wow.

Guess he thought a drug addict wouldn't come back for it.

Is it weird that I feel sorry for Ray?

No. That's you.

I suppose it's the same reason you ended up with him.

Yeah, something like that.

Uh, this could be an eight-hour day.

What is the deal with this eight-hour-day thing?

Just tired of breaking promises.

Yeah.

Okay, let's go back and write it down...

[Police radio chatter]

I had it under control.

No, you didn't.

I did.

If I hadn't have walked in there when I did, you would have sh*t him.

You were in a rush, wanting to be a hero.

I was following protocol.

Call me.

That's what I told you to do.

You know, I don't care how great you think you are.

I don't care who your stepdad is.

I don't care how many excuses or... or peanuts you have stuck in your throat.

You are not ready to be on your own in that uniform.

You need me.

If you don't lean on me, you're gonna fail.

Do you understand that?

[Sighs]

You gonna write me up?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Depends.

On what?

[Seat belt clicks]

How much you annoy me on the drive home.

[Engine turns over]

[Monitor beeps]

Why did... why did you come, then?

A cop showed up at my door at midnight, and I thought you were gonna die.

Well... here I am. I didn't.

And you're still here.

I don't know, Sam.

I guess I just thought maybe this could be an opportunity for you to be open.

Open to what?

[Sighs] To us, to the family.

You're... [Chuckles ] you're crazy.

[Sighs]

[Chuckling] Oh, man, can you ever hold a grudge.

You know, you ended up with the forgiveness gene.

I only got the backbone gene.

Your ability to tolerate men like him is, um... well, it's amazing is what it is.

Get over it, Sam!

He's our father.

Who art in heaven.

See? I do know a prayer.

Square, come on.

Don't call me that.

What do you mean, don't call you that?

I've always called you that.

When we were a family.

Sarah.

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

[Indistinct conversations]

Hey. How did it go?

Hey.

Hey. Um... yeah, it went great.

Hey, uh, you guys, uh, want to take a group sh*t... you know, after my first day?

Do it. Yeah, it's fine.

Sure.

Hey, I really... I really want to thank you guys for being my new family.

It... it means a lot.

[Camera shutter clicks]

And I want to give an individual shout-out to my T.O., M.C. Nally.

Um, you really helped me out today.

And tomorrow, I'll listen to every word you say.

All good.

Hey, you guys... you guys want to get some drinks?

Ohh.

Bond?

No, it's been a long day. I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah, you know, I got to get to the hospital to see Chloe, so...

Sorry, man. I'm wiped.

Yeah, that's cool.

No, I'm... I'm... I'm busy tonight, too, anyway, so maybe tomorrow.

Yeah.

[Door buzzes]

[Indistinct conversations]

Hey, Meghan.

Hey, it's Officer Diazepam.

You still feel like some company?

Great. Great. Me, too.

Good. What's your address?

I think I can. I think I can.

I knew you could.

[Laughs]

I'll call you later.

Yeah, anytime.

[Monitor beeping]

[Sighs]

Your smell woke me up.

I miss making dinner with you.

Me, too, which is strange, considering we only did it a couple times.

[Chuckles]

It's not like we lived together.

It's not like we're married.

Too soon?

No.

I know that you want an explanation.

Okay, here's the deal... normally, I'm like a fun, modern-day indie flick.

Agree?

Okay.

But when I was with Wes, I was this dark, depressing, period movie, you know, like, before the suffrage movement.

That's it?

That's... that's your explanation... a... a weird movie analogy? What does that even mean?

I... I was trying to paint a picture with my words.

But if you want me to be more clear... he was... he was jealous and possessive, and I let myself be controlled.

And I'm really embarrassed about it, which is why I didn't tell you.

Look...

Wes and I... we weren't good together... but you and I so are, and that's all that matters.

So please shut up and kiss me before I die.

Wanted to check in on you.

How was your first day?

You get along with your training officer?

Uh, yeah, she's she's great.

You know, she's she's great.

Is there something you want to tell me?

No, no.

Today was good.

I'm just, uh... just eager to make a difference... that's all.

And I'm eager to see that happen.

Good.

Well, um, I... I got to go.

I'm, uh... I'm meeting some of the guys for some beers, so... I'll see you.

♪ oh, you know, when you're alone ♪

Traci: Oh, come on!

♪ I'm holding on and on and on and on ♪

Come on! Come on! We can still make it!

The game can't start without their rock-'n'-roll left wing, Leo "The Lion" Nash.

Yeah!

Let's go. You can do it!

Come on! Come on! Come on! [Laughs]

♪ to your soul ♪

So, train leaves at 8:00?

[Sniffles] Yeah.

Okay, good. Good.

We still have quite a bit of time.

I like to budget like half an hour to get across town, you know, just in case something comes up... construction, traffic.

[Horn honks]

You never know.

Right, yeah, no, it's good to, um, be able to take our time.

Mm-hmm.

♪ soul shine ♪

Uh, Sam's gonna miss having you.

Will he?

[Scoffs] I mean, you never know with that guy, right?

Do you?

Do I what?

Do you know what's going on in his head, what he's... what he's feeling from one minute to the next?

I mean... he seems different these last few weeks.

And he seems more open.

♪ I'm holding on and on and on and on ♪

[Siren wailing]

Hmm. [Inhales sharply]

Sam will never change.

♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪

He's my brother, and I love him.

And I know he's reinvented himself and he's saving lives and rescuing puppies... whatever.

But, uh, eventually, life will throw you a pile of lemons.

And, uh, when that day comes... [clicks tongue] there's no lemonade, not with Sam.

♪ oh, you know, when you're alone ♪
♪ I'm holding on and on and on and on ♪

He'll just keep hurting you. So be careful.

♪ oh, you know, when you're alone ♪
♪ I'm holding on and on and on and on ♪

[cellphone chimes]

♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪

[cellphone beeps]

♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪
♪ to your soul ♪

[cellphone chimes]

♪ to your soul ♪
♪ no, I don't want to talk about it ♪
♪ I just want to hold your hand ♪