Previously on 19-2...
Sergeant Houle, Ben Chartier.
Just transferred in from Provincial Police.
Houle: Chartier, you will be riding 19-2 with Barron.
Nick: For Christ's sake, Houle, I'm not in the mood to play tour guide to the hick.
Nick is better off alone, trust me.
I trust you, Sergeant. Unfortunately, I don't feel the same way about Barron.
Nick: Houle wants me solo.
Why?
'Cause I don't want to be stuck on a team with you, Bambi.
You don't want to work with me, that's fine. I sure as hell don't want to be stuck with you.
Houle: Give him a chance. Whatever he's like, it's not personal.
What's with the bitch?
She's my wife.
You said you'd come with me.
You hate it there.
I want a divorce.
Did I ever tell you the SQ came to see me, asking questions about Nick after Harvey got sh*t?
You are a hell of a partner, aren't you! You sure Harvey didn't sh**t himself just to get away from you?
(g*ns f*ring)
Oh!
You don't know anything.
He's not fit for duty.
Shouldn't have been cleared. ...Let me see your hands!
Drop it.
Walk away or die.
Why do you feel a need to protect this guy?
He's my partner. You should call him.
What the hell happened in there?
Nick: Someone messed up.
I hear things aren't too rosy with you and Nick Barron.
It's nothing I can't handle, sir.
Well, I'm glad to hear it, 'cause I think you've been a positive influence on Nick, and I'd like to see it continue.
Gendron quashed your transfer.
Any idea why?
Thinks we make a good team.
Hey, it's your dad. I know it's late, I just, uh...
I love you.
I want to be here with you.
I made a mistake. I'm so sorry.
Isabelle: A file on Nick?
He is involved, he is your husband, and no one is going to approve you for lieutenant until that's all wrapped up.
Anything we say to you in this room is restricted.
We have a mole in 19.
Our original theory was that Jean-Pierre Harvey was the mole.
Now the most likely suspect is Nick Barron. - We need a cop that we can trust to do the right thing.
You're that guy.
You ready, Bambi?
(police radio chattering)
woman: What took you so long?
We came as fast as we could, ma'am.
Is Animal Services here yet?
Nobody's here, we've just been waiting.
19-2, we need a 20 on Animal Services at Castro Towers, called one out 30 minutes ago.
dispatcher: 40 minutes to an hour.
Nick: Outstanding.
All right, show us where.
OK.
Keep an eye on them, will you?
Nick: The building manager here?
He's only here on Mondays... sometimes.
You got a phone number?
I can get that for you.
It was just there, right in the middle of nap time.
Everyone was on their mats. I was sure it was going to bite Leontha.
How big is it?
Oh, my God, I don't know. Huge.
Know where it went?
No idea, I just got everyone out.
Look at this.
OK. Could have gone down there.
Maybe.
I'll seal it up.
I can get that phone number for you.
Please.
Somebody looking for a snake, officer?
Who are you?
Just a concerned citizen, trying to help.
Snake's downstairs. Just thought you might wanna know.
Nick: Kazzie Clement.
Nick.
So what brings you around?
I was just trying to help the boys in blue. You know me.
Help? Yeah, help get rid of us.
(chuckling)
Come on, I'll show you.
Do that.
Down here.
Know this guy?
Long time ago.
What's his deal?
Crime.
This lady was doing her laundry and saw it go over there.
19-2, we got another sighting of the snake, we're moving into the basement.
Animal control ever going to show up?
No updates.
After you.
Ben: Uh-oh.
Oh, Jesus! sh*t!
f*ck!
Look at the size of that thing!
Why don't you go get us a laundry bag or something?
Where the f*ck am I going to find a laundry bag?
Watch your mouth!
Hey, just get him something, will you?
He's packing.
Who's packing?
Your friend.
He's not my friend.
I don't care what he is.
He's got a g*n.
Just watch that snake.
I'll watch the snake.
Damn. Geeze!
(chatting inaudibly)
The hell are you doing?
What the hell are you doing?
What, are you going to let him walk?
What are we doing here?
I warned him.
That's good, you warned him.
Look, this is Castro.
People get stupid.
Come on.
It's a legal g*n.
Not to carry!
19, we have a report of vandalism at Vigier High School.
19-2, we're at Castro, en route. That's two blocks away.
19-2, tell animal services we've got the snake.
Copy, 19-2. - You have to hold this bag open, I'll put him inside.
I think you got this.
(theme music playing)
Apparently someone smashed up a computer system in the main office.
19-2, we're on sight.
Copy.
She's in a hurry.
(g*nshots)
19-2, we have sh*ts fired inside Vigier High School.
We have an 888 inside Vigier High School, I repeat, multiple sh*ts fired. We're on pursuit.
Copy, 19-2.
Don't move!
Hands, don't move!
I'm the janitor, I'm the janitor.
The guy's inside. He's got a g*n. He's sh**ting--
What does he look like? What is he wearing?
He's got a black aut. It's a ball cap.
Go! Get the hell outta here! Go, go!
sh*t!
Anyone in the area,
we've got possible vandalism...
Hands! Hands!
We just work here.
With at least one victim inside of the school, you should use the west entrance, we have it open.
Where is he? Where is he?
I-I don't know.
Get on, go, go!
...multiple reports coming in.
Leave it open!
(g*nsh*t)
(crowd screaming)
We gotta go, we gotta go.
Everybody out, everybody out, now!
(g*nsh*t)
(people screaming)
That way! That way, go!
Where is he? Where is he?
(g*nsh*t)
The sh**t is in the cafeteria.
...officers responding and ambulances...
(g*nshots)
(people screaming)
Ben, cover me.
You can go, you can go.
33 is mobilized, patrol is en route.
33-4, we're en route.
Ben: Vector 2, I have eyes on the sh**t.
He's wearing a black ball cap, black sweatshirt.
He has an as*ault r*fle.
19-24 on Beaumarché...
We're in the cafeteria. You got a sh*t?
No, you?
Get traffic out of the school!
Have you got him pinned down?
No, there's multiple exits.
Nick: You good?
Ben: I'm good.
(students crying)
Drop your w*apon!
(g*n f*ring repeatedly)
Ben: Drop your w*apon!
Nick: You don't have to do this. Just put the g*n down.
Put the f*cking g*n down! We're here to help you.
dispatcher: All units, clear channel 1 for triple 8 call.
All units clear channel 1.
Nick: Put it down!
Ben: You're f*cking surrounded, put down the g*n!
We're here to help you! No, no, no!
No, no, no. No, no!
Houle:What's going on, guys?
Ben: The sh**t is taking hostages, I repeat, he's in the back of the cafeteria by the kitchen.
The sh**t has hostages.
No, don't...
Don't you sh**t her! Don't sh**t her!
(student sobbing)
Ahh!
19-28, we're on site, unconfirmed reports of g*nshots in the gym.
Nick: How many sh**t?
Not confirmed.
We have reports of g*nshots in multiple locations in the school.
Nick: Ugh... What are you up to, son?
Huh? What are you going to do? What are you going to do here?
(g*n f*ring)
(students screaming)
Just put the damn thing down! You know it's the right thing to do, OK?
(sirens blaring)
Just put it down, we're here to help you.
This is not gonna end well.
You're surrounded. There's nowhere to go. There's no way out of here.
33-4, we're outside the main doors, we have the entrance secured.
Houle:The sh**t is in the cafeteria, try to contain him.
Which way do we go?
I don't know.
No one is saying the same thing. Let's get it together, guys.
Ben: You've gotta go. You've gotta go.
Hey!
Listen to me, son.
Listen to me. All you gotta do is put the g*n down.
Put it down, we're here to help you. OK?
(footsteps running)
My name's Nick. I told you. I'm here to help you.
What's your name?
(g*n f*ring)
f*ck!
Come on, son, you gotta... You gotta talk to me.
(rattling)
What are they doing?
What... What are they doing?
(clanking)
Ben: He's moving, exiting the back of the cafeteria...
Let him go!
...into the kitchen, he's got three hostages he's using as human shields. I repeat, the sh**t is exiting the cafeteria into the kitchen.
Houle:Do not lose contact with the sh**t.
19-1, I will take command on site. Minutes away.
Tactical is delayed but en route.
Nick: Don't do this!
Hey, hey, yeah...
19-8, we're looking for an entrance to the kitchen...
Nick: Let 'em go!
Let them go!
Put the g*n down, it's over. You got nowhere to go.
There's only one way this is going to end.
All right? Now let us help you.
(g*n f*ring)
Vince: Sir, the exit behind me, go! We're clear.
Come on!
19-12, we'll back you up in the kitchen. Where are you?
Ben: Watch your left.
19-24, we're just outside.
Open the door, it's locked.
Houle: 19-24, negative.
Find another way in. - Hey, hey, look at me.
Look at me. Where does this go? Come here! Look at me.
Where does this go?
I think... west hall.
The west hall? We believe the sh**t is in the west hall.
We need some guidance, here.
We have floor plans on site.
I'm almost there.
We have casualties in the kitchen, we need paramedics.
dispatcher: Units en route. - Go after the sh**t!
Hold up.
Jesus.
Hey! No, no.
We don't know where he is.
Might be another sh**t.
Come on.
Have we confirmed multiple sh**t?
Negative. - We gotta go, we gotta go. Go.
Vince: Leave the victims.
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Look at me. Look at me. Did you see where he went?
Did you see where he went?
Do you see him right now?
That way? You sure?
OK, help's on the way, OK?
Down, get down!
We gotta go. We gotta go.
OK, keep moving, guys.
Nick: Stay down! Stay down!
cop:I've got some wounded in the kitchen, dead and alive. I repeat, dead and alive.
Call it in.
student: She won't wake up!
Hey, come on! Come on, we'll take care of your friend, go!
Go out the back!
We got a young girl down at the southeast entrance.
Houle:Do you have contact with the sh**t?
Negative, negative. There's kids everywhere.
First priority is to neutralize the thr*at. Find him.
Beatrice: Where? Where do we go?
Don't lose sight of the sh**t.
Tyler! Tyler, breathe.
Come on, you got this. Bring it!
Stairs. Now, come on. Move!
(helicopter whirring overhead)
The outside perimeter is now secure.
Keep moving, guys, go!
Beatrice:We're on the second floor, we'll take a different hallway.
Kids, the exit, the kitchen, now. Go!
Check this here. Check it here!
(door opening and closing)
Houle: 19-2, do you have the suspect in sight?
Beatrice:No for the second floor.
(g*n f*ring)
(students screaming)
Oh, sh*t. Oh, f*ck me.
Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus. Oh, Jesus.
(student sobbing)
Oh, come on. Oh, m*therf*cker.
(footsteps walking)
f*ck! Oh, sh*t...
Sir, sir! Here!
Shh! Shh! Stay down.
I'll come to you.
You OK?
She stopped breathing.
Can you run? Run. Run now!
Got a pulse. She's got a pulse.
This is 19-7, I got a girl in critical, I'm bringing her out now.
Come on, come on. That's it.
I got you. Oof... I got you.
You're going to be OK, sweetie. You're going to be OK.
If you can get out, go now! Run!
Oh, sh*t. Oh, Jesus, help me.
You're going to be OK, sweetie. You'll be OK. You'll be OK.
That's it. That a girl.
Oh, Jesus. f*ck!
Sarge, I need a f*cking ambulance, here!
Houle: This way!
I need a f*cking ambulance!
Behind the wall.
You'll be OK, sweetie.
You'll be OK, sweetie.
Good work.
Where the f*ck is the ambulance, man? Where the f*ck is the ambulance?
Brouillard! Brouillard!
I'll take her. I'll take her!
It's OK.
(g*n f*ring repeatedly)
19-2, he's in the auditorium, we're engaged.
He's sh**ting!
(many people screaming)
He's in the auditorium.
He's taken cover in the control room.
(g*ns f*ring)
Nick: Give it up!
You got nowhere to go.
Hey, you two, you two! Stay down, stay down!
Ben: I can't see him!
Vince: We need paramedics, I have a girl bleeding out in here.
Houle:We'll get the girl, stay with the sh**t!
I repeat. We need paramedics, I have a girl bleeding out down here.
What's your location?
In the auditorium.
She needs help, now!
33-4, we're in the auditorium.
Nick: It's over, put the g*n down!
Vince: OK, you gotta watch her now, forget about him.
I'm going to worry about him.
Nick: You're surrounded!
You're completely surrounded! You've got nowhere to go!
Put...
Ben: He's moving, he's moving!
Go... Get out of here! Get out!
Go, get out of here!
Piece of sh*t. Come on, where did he go?
Let's get this piece of sh*t!
Hey, hey, come here!
What are you doing, man? Get off of me!
Where's your partner?
He's in there with the girl that's dead! He doesn't move!
You never leave your partner.
He's a p*ssy, all right?
You want to get us k*lled? You want to get us all k*lled?
Remember your training. Do your job.
Go find your partner. Go!
OK.
Nick: Let's go, let's go!
I'm sorry. Fucker!
Beatrice:We're on the second floor.
Repeat, on the second floor.
Nick: I'll go left.
Ben: Go left.
Hey, hey!
Get out, get out!
...one with a r*fle, ball cap, the other khaki pants, green shirt, medium-long blonde hair, they're each taking a side.
Nick: Go, get out of here!
19-2, we've lost the suspect, where is he?
Isabelle:I need to know the offices are secured.
I need access to the offices.
Houle: All units, I need the main offices secured.
I want two duos on it.
17-3, we're on it.
19-12, we'll head there now.
(g*n f*ring)
Beatrice: sh*ts!
sh*ts fired!
Ben: sh*ts fired! Nick?
Nick: Stop right there! Don't you f*cking move!
Show me your hands! Show me your f*cking hands!
Drop the bag. Drop it!
Ben: On the ground!
Get on the ground!
Get on the ground!
Get on the f*cking ground! Go!
Nick: 19-2, we have a suspect, black ball cap.
Down!
f*ck!
No w*apon... No w*apon.
No w*apon?
Where's the w*apon?
I didn't have a w*apon!
We don't have a w*apon. Ugh, sh*t!
(g*n f*ring)
Houle:Leave them, find the sh**t!
Where are you?
I don't f*cking know!
This main street needs to be closed off in both directions.
Make sure paramedics have access to the north entrance.
There are three more ambulances en route.
Hold on. Anything?
Still waiting to get into the office.
We need access to the school cameras.
There's a god damn radio station broadcasting live Tweets from inside the school.
Oh, you're kidding me. The kids inside.
They're talking to each other.
The school offices are secured. Access via southeast entrance.
Finally! You're with me. I'm going in.
Hey. You up to going back in?
No... Where the f*ck is tactical?
First unit just went in on the other side, but I got a cop from 17 that needs a partner.
OK. I'm good.
Know what, I'm putting you on perimeter.
I'm good, I'm good!
Look, you're going to get a medal for the girl, OK?
I need you to help sort out the kids.
OK, OK.
Let's go.
I need to be inside.
Absolutely not. Gendron...
Straight ahead.
Oh, sh*t, I knew it.
I need someone to fix the f*cking monitors, the computer's smashed.
(Ben taking a deep breath)
Ben: It's clear.
Nick: All right, stay in the room until we come to evacuate you. Keep it locked.
Room 259 is clear, about 20 students and a teacher.
(door closing)
OK?
It's chained shut.
The sh**t f*cking with us, gotta be.
Stairway's been chained shut around room 260, we'll need bolt cutters.
Houle: Copy. Need a pair of bolt cutters.
265, can't see anyone in it.
19-28?
Grade 7 classrooms.
19-2?
We're in the science labs, 240-L.
19-4?
232-C.
Where the f*ck is 232-C?
Locked.
261 is locked.
Locked.
262 is locked.
Locked.
263 is locked, we could go left at 251.
(music playing loudly on headphones)
(silent)
Nick: Ben!
He's sh**ting at us, he's sh**ting at us!
I can't get out of here, need some f*cking backup, now!
All right sir, room 263, he's at the end of the hall.
He's got an exit. Keep him engaged.
All units, we have a confirmed sh**t near stairway L.
I repeat, stairway L. Stairway B has been obstructed.
(students screaming)
Nick: Stay down! Stay down!
19-2, I have eyes on the sh**t; black ball cap, black sweatshirt.
He's gone through a fire door, I don't know what direction.
Copy. Stay on him. - (g*n f*ring and screaming)
Go, go!
Go. You ready?
I'm ready.
Beatrice: Crossfire!
Crossfire, crossfire!
All right, everybody get down. everybody get down.
Get on the ground. Get down.
Ben and Nick: Get down, get down.
sh*t. Back door! Back door!
Put it down!
Put the g*n down!
It's over! Put it down!
Do you have a sh*t?
Ben: Put the f*cking g*n down!
Put it down! Let her go!
Drop it! Put the f*cking g*n down!
Take the sh*t. Tyler!
Tyler!
Nick: We're here to help you! Don't do this. It's over!
(screaming)
Ben: Go, go!
f*ck!
(silent)
Tyler's down. It's not just... Jesus!
I need paramedics right away!
The area is not secure.
Jesus, Sarge, he's dying!
You have to bring him out.
He's bleeding out!
Pinch the artery and bring him out!
It's your partner! Bring him out!
(silent)
We've got a victim. She's unconscious but breathing.
She's been sh*t in the stomach. We need a medic here right away.
We're outside room 208.
You good?
Where is your partner?
He got scared.
Go help her.
Come on, let's go.
Good.
(sirens wailing)
How's it going, buddy? Good work.
Houle: What's his situation?
I don't know, he's breathing.
You stay with him.
Yes, sir.
Sir, I gotta go back inside, I... lost my partner.
I'll hook up with another unit.
Do that.
Yes, sir.
That should do it.
OK. How do I change cameras?
It's these here, and then it just goes in a loop.
sh*t. Nick? He's in the stairs.
Which stairs?
Keep going, you're close.
quietly: OK. Go.
I'm going.
Clear.
Clear.
Shh...
No visual. - He just left. I can't find him.
Ok. I have you on screen.
Hey, I got a bunch of kids in here. Let's get 'em out.
No, no, no. Lock it down.
Let's just do it, Nick.
Come on.
No. Stay there.
You. Look at me. Stay down. Quiet.
(g*n f*ring)
(students screaming)
Stay there! Don't move!
f*ck!
Where is he?
I don't know.
OK. We gotta go... Right, go.
OK.
Ben: Good. OK?
Where is he?
I don't know. Tactical, I have confirmation the sh**t is back on the first floor, northwest section.
Ben: OK?
Nick: Yeah.
(sh**ting)
Hey! Hey!
They just left the front hall.
Which way?
Ben: To the left of the entrance as you come in.
He's going back up.
Ben: OK.
Clear.
(silent)
Oh...
(students screaming)
whispering: sh*t.
(student sobbing)
(g*n f*ring)
(silent)
sh*t. Nick? Nick?
Nick!
What's happening?
Chartier? Barron?
Latendresse, do you have visual?
I can't see them. They're somewhere in the library.
19-2, respond. 19-2!
(helicopter roaring by)
Anything?
I can only see the desk. Nothing's moving.
I'm going in.
You two are my backup. We're heading for the library.
Second floor, southwest.
Gendron: 19-8, respond. 19-8.
19-8.
19-8, you are cleared to evacuate.
Do it now.
Copy.
Stay in a line, uh, stay close...
Uh, uh... Stay behind me.
You're in the front, so you listen to me.
It's... going to be OK. Right?
OK... OK.
Where's the exit?
Head south then west.
Which way is south?
Head south then west. - Which way is south?
Which way are you facing?
I don't know!
Right. Uh... We got an exit.
Go, go, go!
Come on.
Stay against the wall.
(student gasping and crying)
I see Nick. They turned their radios off.
Houle:I'm nearly there.
God damn it.
Stairway 7 is blocked. They padlocked another door.
We're going to find another way up.
Shh.
He's over there by the stacks.
He's in the corner.
Can you go?
I gotta go.
(student screaming uncontrollably)
God...
Gah... (exhaling)
Hey!
Hey, you piece of sh*t!
You piece of sh*t, you want to sh**t someone?
Huh? You want to sh**t someone? k*ll me!
k*ll a cop, m*therf*cker! I'm right here!
I'm right f*cking here, and I'm coming for you, m*therf*cker!
I'm coming for you right now!
I'm coming for you-- (Ben f*ring)
Good sh*t.
(beeping)
19-2...
We've neutralized the thr*at.
(Nick rifling through bag)
19-2. He's got a sawed-off shotgun in his bag, a Beretta and various mags.
(phone ringing)
Gendron: You make your statements?
Tomorrow morning.
Chartier...
I need to know what to put out to the media about you.
Do you have to tell them anything, or...
They're looking for a hero.
Mm. Mm...
Give them Tyler?
OK. OK.
He OK?
(sighing)
You?
You want Theo tonight?
No.
No, he doesn't need that.
woman on intercom: Attention, all officers, please report to room 515. for a general meeting.
f*ck...
We did it. Right? We f*cking did it.
Let's go celebrate. Let's go get some drinks.
All of us.
JM, you up for a few?
I'm going home.
They took my g*n.
They take yours?
Never fired.
Houle: Um... Tyler is out of ICU. The b*llet lodged in his collarbone, but, um... looks like he's going to be OK.
?
?
agent #1: Go easy on him, huh?
(agent #2) Yeah, yeah.
Chartier.
We just wanted to say take a few days.
You let us know when you're ready.
I want back on patrol.
If you put me on a desk, I'll quit.
You understand me?
Nice sh*t. We'll be in touch.
(people laughing and chatting)
(loud music playing)
Kaz: Other than that, it's like, take it as it comes, you know what I'm saying?
What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
All right, cool. Yeah, man.
Yo, cuz.
What's up?
What brings you around?
Hey, were you in that thing today? The school?
Hey. Hey!
Somebody bring my man a drink.
(unintelligible)
He was... sh**ting... kids.
Right in front of us.
I know.
We gave him enough chances.
It was black and white. No gray.
No choice.
How old was he?
15.
02x01 - School
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The day-to-day experiences of two very different unwilling partners on patrol together in car 2 of District 19 in downtown Montreal. Based on the French-language series of the same name that first aired in 2011.
The day-to-day experiences of two very different unwilling partners on patrol together in car 2 of District 19 in downtown Montreal. Based on the French-language series of the same name that first aired in 2011.