03x04 - Lemur

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Narrator: Previously on "Cardinal".

Cardinal: What kind of person writes and sends that kind of card?

Someone who's suffered.

You're a police officer, you must have your share of enemies?

Did you send the cards.

Man, I don't know what you're talking about.

You cannot open up an investigation all by yourself.

Delorme: You're not gonna let it go.

If you're gonna do it, do it quieter.

Nathan: What the- [thud and groan]

So why aren't you with Nathan?

Marcus: I want to be able to look my son in the eyes and tell him someone paid for what they did.

Nikki: You doing more ATMs today?

Mama told me to lay off.

She seemed mad.

Jack must have done something messed up.

Nikki: The kid's not wired right.

You gotta be careful Leems, he'll hurt you.

Lloyd Kreeger.

Where's Henry?

Mama: He left.

[slicing] [gurgling]

Jack: Sam Duchene.

I like your drawings.

Sam: Please, leave me alone.

Wendy: ♪ Happy Birthday to you

♪ Happy Birthday dear Sam

[screaming]

Where is it! Where is it!

Where is it!

Mama! Mama!

[grunting]

Mama: Shh shh!

It's Mama.

Shh shh shh!

It's okay. it's okay.

Shh shh shh.

It's a dream baby.

Shh shh shh shh shh shh!

It's all right.

It's okay.

Shh shh shh shh shh shh!

What's wrong with me?

Mama: Nothing.

Nothing's wrong with you.

Shh shh shh shh shh shh.

It's okay.

Shh.

Shh shh shh shh shh shh.

[ethereal instrumental]

♪ Wendy: He called her again.

This man has her cell phone.

Sam: I must have dropped it when I jumped.

He's been following me.

That's him.

You drew this?

Wendy: She's an illustrator.

Goes to college for it.

But you said you- you didn't get a good look at him.

It was dark, he was wearing a hoodie.

I saw his face at school.

He was wearing the same thing.

Delorme: This is good.

We can circulate it.

Hey Sam, are you okay?

I just feel so stupid.

It's Randall Wishart who should feel stupid.

If this man can find her at school, he can find her at home.

We're arranging a safehouse.

Until then you can stay with me.

Commanda: Need to do a little bit of a purge.

Yeah, no kidding.

Wendy: A married man.

Sam, honestly, what were you thinking?

He said he loved me.

A man like that only loves himself.

[heavy breathing]

[heavy breathing]

[boom]

Lemur: Headshot, nice.

It gets easier.

I doubt it.

You did good.

Mama will be proud of you.

Lemur.

No.

We're family.

Lemur: I mean, not really.

It'll be okay so long as they don't know.

I don't want to.

It's not like you haven't done it before.

Just no, okay?

[dramatic instrumental]

♪ Cardinal: So where are we with the Barstows' missing rental car?

McLeod: We got units patrolling but nothing yet.

Delorme: Dyson, can we get more units on that?

Sergeant?

Yeah, you'll have them.

We found something new.

Sawdust on Irena Barstow's pants does not match construction lumber used for dock repairs at the marina.

It's white pine, they're using fir.

McLeod: I know a cabinet guy in town that works with white pine.

Well done, McLeod.

Cabinet maker did it, we can all go home.

The, uh, the cabinet maker's brother he owns this dive bar where they spread sawdust on the floor.

[rock music]

McLeod: Anyone want to know where it is?

[rock music]

Alanna: Heard of it on the radio, but never seen the pictures before.

Cardinal: So you have seen them?

Alanna: I think so.

Were they dressed rich like this?

Yes, they were well dressed.

Expensive jewellery.

That's what I remember, more than the faces.

They stuck out.

Did they say anything to you?

Just ordered.

G&T's maybe?

They were nice, tipped well. Man: Alana, two draft.

Oh, they were with another guy.

Hm.

This guy?

Alanna: Uh, no.

The guy they were with was older.

Um... -Hey.

I'll get it.

Oh, he was, like sorta mean looking,

with a neck tattoo.

He was pretty much my type.

Uh, they weren't here just here to drink.

Seemed like they had business or something.

The scary one showed up with a bag.

Who left with the bag?

I don't know.

But the guy, he came back the next day. [buzzing]

He sat at the bar all afternoon nursing a beer and checking his phone like he was waiting for a call.

Where is it?

[suspenseful instrumental]

Harris: This is definitely the Barstow's rental car.

Anything on the GPS?

Harris: Track log was erased.

Can you recover the data?

Possibly.

Delorme: Okay, so he left it here after dropping them in the water.

Harris: Same deal as Island Road, lots of material left behind.

Looks like blood here on the seat and the steering wheel.

Days old at least, so possibly the victims'.

And take a look at this.

It was under the spare tire.

[crescendoing suspenseful music]

♪ Cardinal: The guy the Barstows were talking to he's not a local.

You know all the neck tats in town?

You stay here long enough, you'll know 'em too.

Well I'm not going anywhere.

Maybe you should have.

What about the as*ault r*fle in the trunk?

Cardinal: Everybody keeps telling us what nice people, good people the Barstows were.

Yup. He's an ex-g*n industry guy.

And the w*apon is black market.

And they're here for the Sportsman's Show. -Mhm.

It's a good cover.

Big bag of money in the trunk.

The Barstows are g*n runners.

["Familiar" by Agnes Obel]

♪

♪ Took a walk to the summit at night, ♪

♪ you and I

♪ To burn a hole in the old grip of the familiar, ♪

♪ you and I

♪ And the dark was opening wide, ♪

♪ do or die

♪

[eerie instrumental]

♪ You wanna shove your attacker's arm up, when you're out of the strike zone and you can counter att*ck.

Seriously?

Up north people are gonna come at us with knives?

Mama says we don't know what can happen, ever.

We need to be prepared for anything.

Like that punk that talked back at the ATM?

I just put him down.

No hesitation.

Jack: Hey, can I play?

We-we were just finishing up.

No, come on man, let me show you something.

I got something new, huh?

You wanna see something, huh?

[chuckling]

Jack: See how easy that was?

Lemur: I'm okay. Nikki:Let him go.

Lemur: I'm okay.

Jack: See? See how I'm holding him?

You can k*ll a man this way.

Secret is, you gotta hold him long enough.

Not just till he goes limp.

Longer.

Lemur: You learn this from Mama?

No.

My dad used to choke me out whenever I talked back to him.

Party trick for his buddies.

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jack, stop!

Stop!

It don't matter.

He's dead anyway.

Come at me, man. No.

Come on, just-

Come at me.

Come on Lemur, come at me.

I don't want to.

Jack: Come on, come at me, man.

Huh? Just-

[moans]

What the hell, Jack?

Nikki: d*ck!

What is it with you and women?

Nikki: What is that supposed to mean?

Lemur: You wanna tell her about the girl from Colorado?

Yeah, he wanted her to come with us.

But she didn't want to.

Didn't turn out good for her, did it?

You gonna do the same thing with the girl that drew that picture you've been carrying around?

You see, Mama and I, we could replace you.

Both of you could disappear and no one would even know you were gone.

[ominous instrumental]

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[eerie instrumental]

♪

[pulsing dramatic music]

♪ John, Lise- you know that suspect of yours with the crow neck tat?

Cardinal: What about him?

Uni spotted the guy on Fraser, tried to grill him about the Barstows.

Wasn't cooperating so the poor kid tried to strong-arm him.

Uh, didn't turn out too well for either one of them.

Where is he now?

McLeod: Uh, kid's getting stitches but your guy's in holding.

Misha Pulaski, you're gonna love him.

Delorme: We have a witness who saw you with the Barstows at the bar.

You had a bag.

Same bag was found in their abandoned rental car.

Along with their blood.

The last and only time I saw those folks was at the Chinook.

Cardinal: Where you were buying g*ns.

Okay, we know you were with them and we know what they do.

Good, so you know they were not here to sell pretty bows and arrows, hm?

How long have they been coming here to sell illegal weapons?

I couldn't tell you.

Okay. So you just decided to give them a bag with fifty thousand dollars?

Sure. Down payment on some hunting bows for Christmas.

You know, my sisters, they love those Hunger Games.

Listen to me.

You assaulted a police officer, that's not going away.

Now, we can't charge you for a g*n deal that never happened, but we can focus on you as a m*rder suspect.

Look. You think if I knew where those g*ns were, I would still be here? Hm?

Then tell us this- how many g*ns do you think the Barstows brought here to sell.

Oh, even if I had to guess?

Oh, they brought enough to fight an army.

[sombre instrumental]

♪ Shoes.

Seriously?

We live with a psychopath, you're worried about shoes?

It never hurts to have manners.

Okay, whatever Mama's boy.

Lemur: I'm sorry I let him hit you.

Lemme make it up to you, Nik.

If you could have one cool thing to bring up north with you, what would it be?

A new pair of True Religion jeans.

Super skinny, indigo dark.

I'm gonna get you a pair.

No way.

We gotta lay low, Leems.

We can't roll up to the mall and knock off a jean store.

It's not the jeans I'm stealing.

Your k*ll? Mhm.

Nice.

What happened to your face?

You do this to your sister? -No, he didn't.

Then what happened?

You want to learn how to field dress a rabbit Nikki?

I've had enough blood for one day.

I'll take this to the old man.

[ominous instrumental]

♪ You want half?

I'm gluten free.

Of course you are.

What are you worth, anyway?

That's none of your business.

Don't matter.

Money's not gonna be worth anything soon.

All this?

Gone.

Seeya.

Lloyd: That what she tells you?

That woman that pretends to be your mom?

Yeah.

I'll listen to her over a rich old perv like you.

I saw you looking at me.

No- you did not.

Finish your food.

What did you do with Henry?

My friend, Henry.

I don't know anything about him.

If you're out by the bunkhouse would ya take a look around for him.

For me?

Look.

If you help me out here, I'll give you more money than you have ever seen in your life.

No thanks.

You know, Mama and Jack went out to the bunkhouse before we got here.

Said there was nobody there.

Maybe your friend just got tired of you.

[dramatic instrumental]

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[suspenseful instrumental]

♪

[footsteps]

[dreamlike instrumental]

Cardinal: Whoever did k*ll them was a customer and they or the Barstows found an empty house to set up the exchange.

If the k*ller had got those g*ns, he could be long gone by now.

You want to get something to eat?

No, I can't.

I've got to relieve Kular at the ATM thing he's still on.

Can I help?

No sense in wrecking both our nights.

Hey, Kel, do you wanna get some pizza?

I-I thought you were working tonight.

No I'm out with friends right now.

Maybe we could do pizza tomorrow instead?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, tomorrow's fine.

I'll talk to you then.

Okay.

Bye.

Thanks.

Cardinal: Hm.

[suspenseful music]

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[pulsing suspenseful music]

♪

[buzzer ringing]

Roger Felt: Yeah?

Cardinal: Delivery.

[pulsing dramatic music]

♪ Roger Felt: I didn't order anything.

Cardinal: Roger Felt, I have reason to believe you're in breach.

You can't come in here.

I need to have a look around.

Let me see your warrant.

You're a convicted felon, no warrant required.

Roger Felt: Whatever you think I've done-

Cardinal: I've been speaking with Desmond's Funeral Home about the invoice for my wife's funeral.

They say it came from their accountant.

And that their accountant is you.

Performing accountancy services.

That's a direct violation.

Beckwith and Beaulne, those your partners?

Can I speak with them?

They don't exist. It-it's me.

Cardinal: Add running a fictitious company to the list.

[slow booming suspenseful music]

♪ Get your shoes on.

Something you want to ask me?

The old man said he had a friend, Henry.

Just wanted to know

if he was still here.

Henry was here.

When you were down by the road, we went into the bunkhouse and waited for him.

I had Jack slit his throat.

That upset you?

Why would you do that?

A month from now or a year from now, everything's gonna be in ruin.

Everybody's gonna be dead,

and those that aren't are gonna wish they were.

What we did for Henry was a kindness.

So...

what about the old man?

You're afraid he's gonna be your job?

I promise you, I'm not going to ask you do anything you're not ready for.

[pulsing dramatic music]

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[eerie instrumental]

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♪ Cardinal: Felt's in breach of his parole.

Dyson: Which is something for his parole officer to handle, not a senior detective in the middle of an open m*rder investigation.

This is not like Codwallader.

Okay. I have evidence.

He's behind these cards.

Look.

There's an obvious printing flaw.

Look at the T.

Alright?

Here is an invoice from his office.

Same printing flaw.

I put him in prison six years ago for fraud.

This is his revenge.

Dyson: Jesus.

I can't let you question him alone.

Cardinal: I got your cards.

Dyson: Something you want to tell us?

You don't have to say anything.

That's alright.

I didn't mean to-

I lost everything because of you and you didn't even give me a second thought.

So I just wanted-

I just wanted you to know how it felt.

I-

I'm sorry.

You didn't deserve this.

I'm sorry.

Cardinal: Roger, where were you on the night of August 14th?

What?

Cardinal: Where were you the night my wife d*ed?

What?

No.

No I didn't, no I wouldn't, I wouldn't do that- -Maybe we should take a break.

Roger, don't say another word.

[stammering] I was-

I don't know where I was.

I don't know where I was.

Roger, stop.

I-I, you can check my calendar.

I can check my calendar.

Whatever you want.

You can check my computer but I would not do this.

I mean, I-I sent those but I-I wouldn't do that.

You have to say something!

I didn't, I wouldn't do that.

I didn't do that.

I didn't do that.

No. I sent the cards but I wouldn't do that.

I wouldn't.

You have to listen to me.

[sombre instrumental]

♪

[police dispatch chatter]

Anything?

Kular: Quiet so far.

Go home for a few hours.

Kular: You sure?

Yeah.

Okay. -Bye.

[soft pulsing instrumental]

♪ Dispatch: Uh, 403, that minivan. is that the second time he's come by?

403: Negative, different car.

Dispatch: 10-42 in progress.

105 Main Street.

[pulsing dramatic music]

[horn honking] [tires screeching]

[siren wailing]

Request immediate backup.

ATM, on the corner of Main and Ferguson.

Miss, are you hurt?

ATM Victim: No, I think I'm okay.

Okay. where did he go?

ATM Victim: That way.

Okay. Help is coming.

[pulsing dramatic instrumental]

♪

[honking] [crashing]

Delorme: Hey!

Police!

Hey! Stop!

Stop! Police!

[g*n sh*t]

[wheezing] [sirens wailing]

[g*n sh*t]

[heavy breathing] [pulsing dramatic music]

[sirens wailing] [suspenseful instrumental]

Delorme: Police!

Police!

[sirens wailing] [pulsing dramatic music]

♪

[grunting]

[g*n sh*t] [metal clanking]

[sirens wailing]

[coughing]

[moaning] [coughing]

Delorme: Police!

Don't move!

[sputtering] [groaning]

[laboured breathing]

[sirens pulsing]

Marcus?

Okay, I'll be back. -Okay.

I'll get help.

Did you see anyone?!

Police Officer: No. Nothing.

You stay with him!

Get EMS here now!

[pulsing suspenseful music] [sirens wailing]

♪

[laboured breathing]

[chirping ringtone]

Jack: Yeah.

Lemur: It's me.

I need your help.

Jack: Where are you?

[dramatic instrumental] [heavy breathing]

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♪

[sirens wailing]

[high whistle]

[low whistle]

Jack: What are you doing here?

I messed up.

I just wanted to do something nice for Nikki.

Give me your hand.

Lemur: Go easy, I think my ribs are broken.

[jostling]

Lemur: Hey.

Mama doesn't see how weak you are, But I do.

Goodbye, brother.

Lemur: Jack. Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack!

[boom]

[gasps]

[eerie chords]

[pulsing suspenseful music]

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[heavy breathing]

[pulsing suspenseful music]

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[uptempo dramatic music]

♪ McLeod: Okay, thanks.

So, the plates and the VIN don't match.

Car was reported stolen from Pearson Airport a couple weeks ago.

They'll fume for prints back at the shop, but that may take a while.

In the meantime, I've got a present from the van.

This is Roman Barstow's wallet.

Island Road and the ATMs are connected.

If the van was stolen from airport parking there must be security footage somewhere.

I'm on it.

What happened with the civilian?

He's dead.

What a waste.

Yeah.

[dramatic instrumental]

♪ Dyson: None of us wanted to believe she could have done it.

I would have seen it coming.

Dyson: People have secrets.

You do this job, you know that.

But this-

This has to stop.

Even if there was a little doubt, I would not have let it go.

Lise Delorme would not have let it go.

Roger Felt-

Roger Felt was just a bitter prick who used your grief to hurt you.

[sighs]

We have two more bodies linking Island Road and the ATM robberies, yes.

Any chance one of those bodies belongs to the Island Road k*ller?

He's still out there.

We have a dead civilian.

Marcus Glover, father of the ATM victim.

He wanted to get revenge.

What happened with Cardinal?

I should have sent him back on leave the minute I found out he was digging into this stuff.

And the cards again.

Dyson: It's more than just the cards.

He told me he doesn't believe Catherine k*lled herself.

He didn't tell you?

I thought this was something he needed to get out of his system.

I didn't realize how bad it was.

You tell me what you need, Lise.

Are you better off with Cardinal, or without him?

Delorme: The ATM suspect is dead.

sh*t point blank in the forehead.

Just like the Barstows.

We have evidence it's the Island Road k*ller.

So, they knew each other.

Partnership gone wrong maybe.

What, they're in town buying g*ns, uh, they're robbing ATMs to pay for them-

Why didn't you tell me?

You see Dyson's memo.

Yeah, I told her to write it.

I have to do this, Lise, because nobody around here, you included, will.

So you think I let Catherine's death slide?

That's not what this is about.

We can't afford to have the Barstow investigation come under review-

I told you it's not, it won't.

No it won't.

Because you're giving this to me now.

So, what evidence do you have?

I have the su1c1de note that Catherine-

John- -Wrote weeks before she d*ed.

I have the cards.

I, it's more than that.

No. You don't believe she did it.

And that should- That's what it is.

That should be enough. -No it's not.

It's not enough.

Don't come in tomorrow.

Take the weekend.

And come back when you're ready to work with me.

McLeod: Uh, Lise.

Yeah?

We got the video footage from Pearson.

Okay, thank you.

It's Thanksgiving.

Spend time with Kelly.

She needs you.

That's definitely the vehicle.

There.

That looks like our ATM thief.

Well who the hell is that woman with him?

[suspenseful instrumental]

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[eerie chord]

Mama: Feel better knowing the truth?

It rarely does.

[whack] [groans]

[thud]