Law & Order Toronto: Criminal Intent (2024) s02e10 Episode Script

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[NARRATOR]: In Toronto's war on crime,
the worst offenders are
pursued by the detectives
of the Specialized Criminal
Investigations Unit.
These are their stories.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[TENSE MUSIC]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Yuri! My man!
- Hey!
- Ey!
- Haha!
- Hey, we got a booth waiting
- for us in the library bar.
- Nice!
Although, I gotta warn you.
Corey here said the
vodka couldn't be Russian.
- Sorry.
- You know, the war.
It's fine, I get it.
- Let me grab your bags.
- No, no!
[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]
Need to stay in my own plate.
Your polygraph test came back.
The findings were inconclusive.
Inconclusive.
I'm sorry.
I'm sure this wasn't the
result you were hoping for.
It's fine. I expected this.
Just maybe not from you.
Gordon.
[RELIEVED SIGH]
Why aren't you wearing
your wedding ring?
You're gonna give me a heart attack.
You didn't answer the question.
Doesn't fit anymore, I
was going to get it resized
- next week.
- [SCOFFS]
Kelly, honest to God.
I'm gonna get a handle on this.
I don't care if it's keto,
intermittent fasting.
I'll even try Noom if I have to.
Okay, just stop. Just
go get some sleep, you dummy.
I'm going for a run, okay?
Love you.
Miles!
The kid got in. Dylan
got into Georgetown.
Jamie, that is amazing.
All because of the letter you wrote,
you're a goddamn rainmaker!
Listen. Anything you need, day or night,
I got you covered. Alright?
- Alright.
- Let's play.
Kelly, come on!
[WOMAN SHOUTING]
Gord!
- Wake up!
- Oh! Oh my God! Gord!
I got here, and he was stumble around,
then he fall over, fall
down. I didn't do nothing!
- Did you call 911?
- Yes, yes. They come now.
Okay, please. Go get another blanket.
- Okay.
- Please, now!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.
- Thank you.
Hah!
[PANTING]
[PHONE CHIMES]
[SIRENS BLARING]
[HEAVY BREATHING]
[THEME MUSIC]
Wow. The corps d'elite.
And for what? Medics think
buddy died of a heart attack.
- His name's Buddy, is it?
- Oh, uh no, sorry.
His name is Gord. Gordon Greene, 55.
Got home from work two hours ago,
said hi to his wife inside,
then came back out again
and uh, collapsed dead in the driveway.
Housekeeper, Rosa Palma,
found him. She called 911.
Yeah, he's got a point.
What are we doing here?
Inspector from 44
Division called Holness,
asked us to take a look.
Curious.
Indeed.
Hey, his wedding ring
is on the wrong finger.
Guess he was getting
something out of the car.
- Rosa Palma?
- Yes?
We understand you found Mr. Greene.
Sorry for your loss.
It looks like he was
having a heart attack.
I don't think so. He was sweat,
the eyes were tiny dots.
And then he, he make no sense.
"Rosa, this is a bad trip. A bad trip."
What did Gord do for a living?
- He had a travel agency.
- And the wife?
Kelly. She's inside.
She didn't want to stay
anywhere near the body.
Gord came home. We said hello,
I went out for a run. I was
only gone for 40 minutes.
Are these Gord's things?
Yes, they are.
Is there someone you should
call? Do you have kids?
We tried it wasn't in the cards.
May I? Is that Gord's office?
I, I'm sorry, but is this normal
when someone has a heart attack?
Police attend all sudden deaths.
It's a matter of course.
How long were you married?
20 years.
He's annoying and he works too much,
but uh, I love him.
He's my guy, you know?
Rosa said that he's a travel agent.
He started his own company.
It's still pretty small.
This morning, he was
coming home from work,
but it wasn't even 8 a.m.?
Last night, he stayed
late at the office.
He was dealing with
some kind of emergency.
Your husband uses a smartphone, right?
- Yeah.
- So where's his Blackberry?
He doesn't have one.
Why the uh, Blackberry charger?
I, I have no idea.
The man never threw anything out.
Had your husband put on weight recently?
- Excuse me?
- His wedding ring was on his little finger.
He's been stressed at
work lately, you know?
He gained a few pounds.
I didn't care, but he did.
I'm sorry but, uh
Are we done here?
I feel like maybe I need to lie down.
Of course.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Oh. G'bye, feet.
Are you quoting Alice in Wonderland,
or are you just simply
wondering why a smartphone user
keeps an old Blackberry
plugged in on his desk.
And what kind of travel
agent works all night.
And what kind of wife won't go
near her husband's dead body?
Let's call it in. We'll
have Tech process the scene.
Medics were half right.
Physically, Gord Greene
was ripe for a heart
attack. High cholesterol,
plaque in his arteries, but
that's not what killed him.
Yes, his heart failed.
But so did his kidneys.
All of his organs, in fact,
and his lungs were full of fluid.
These events do not all
happen at the same time.
I have never seen this before.
The housekeeper said that
his pupils were constricted,
he was sweating, incoherent.
Any chance it was poison?
No injection marks, nothing
in his stomach contents.
If it was poison, it was
either inhalation or absorption,
but it's none of the usual suspects.
Arsenic, cyanide, strychnine.
I don't even know how to
begin tracing this one.
So a seemingly normal,
utterly unremarkable
travel agent just got killed
by an untraceable poison.
You've been reading too many thrillers.
You said someone from 44 Division
- asked us to take a look?
- Yeah, Inspector McDougall,
I don't know him well, we're
on a committee together.
- What did he say?
- Well, he said the victim
was a friend of a friend,
he asked me if I would put
the very best people on it.
Said it looked like natural causes.
Okay, you know what? Let me call him,
see if I can push for an explanation.
- Thanks.
- Great, and can we get
a SPIN team on the wife,
just in the spirit of being sure?
[DISTANT DOG BARKING]
Hi, Kelly.
- What did you tell them?
- Nothing.
I followed protocol, I think,
I'm just not cut out for this.
Calm down. You're going be fine.
It's all going to be over soon.
I mean I, I did I did my best.
I'm sure you did.
Again, I'm sorry for your loss.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
I'm, I'm sorry. I'm confused.
I thought he had a heart attack.
Well, the exact cause of death
is still being determined.
Alice, Gord's wife said that
he worked late last night?
That he didn't get home until 8 a.m.?
Yeah, um, that happens once in a while.
We just, we have 39 very particular
seniors on a luxury cruise.
Sydney to Singapore, we just
had a customs catastrophe.
Our, our guy in Jakarta,
apparently he slept in
and we had 39
passports to process, so
- Hm.
- Whew.
- [CELLPHONE RINGING]
- Yeah.
I'm sorry, I have to take this.
- Excuse me.
- Oh. Apologies.
It's uh, Peter, right?
- Yeah.
- Is there anything you can
tell us about Gord
that might surprise us?
Gambling, drugs, women?
No. Gord was a great boss.
Hm. One who kept you here very late.
It happens.
I mean, it's rare, but
Right now, we have a bunch of
fussy seniors on a luxury cruise.
Sydney to Singapore, and last night
we had a bit of a customs
catastrophe in Jakarta.
39 passports to process, it just
it seems trivial now.
Well, Sydney to Singapore.
A customs catastrophe.
They're lying. It's a
script, they repeated
each other's answers
almost word for word.
Yeah, this whole thing's
a front. But for what?
Well, Gord has no criminal history.
Not a lot of travel himself,
apart from a few vacations
in Germany, no suspicious
hospitalizations.
Quick thumbnail sketch, he looks clean.
Well, I can't say the
same for Rubicon Travel.
Just spoke with the building manager,
he said they work very unusual hours
and they installed an incredibly
high-tech security system
at their own expense.
Ah, so the office is bogus,
the two remaining employees
are lying through their teeth.
Why? What are they covering up?
Illegal activity?
Identity fraud, hitmen for
hire, human trafficking.
Man, I love the way you think.
The worst of everyone, always.
Okay, don't be cute. This
is the job, you do it too.
Which is why I bring you this,
courtesy of our SPIN team.
- What you got?
- Alright, so just watch.
This is seven hours after Gord's death.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Okay, so he's hiding his identity,
and she is handing him something,
which I took the liberty of blowing up.
The Blackberry.
A merry widow rides again.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
A beautiful spot, under a tree.
Ms. Greene, we just learned your husband
didn't have a heart
attack as we suspected.
In fact, he was murdered.
We're still working on exactly
the nature of the substance used,
but whatever it was, it was poison.
And it must have been
some pretty strong stuff
if you wouldn't even go near the body.
Uh, I'm sorry, but how
would I have known that?
Why did you lie about Gordon
not having a Blackberry?
And why did you hand it
off to a flower delivery guy
on the same day your
husband was murdered?
Were you having an affair?
Maybe you wanted to get
your husband out of the way.
You were fishing around,
in my grief, with no facts.
- You have no clue!
- Well, maybe it has something
to do with Rubicon Travel.
It's not a real business,
did you know that?
And Bear Trap.
That phrase ring any bells?
What's going on here?
I was following protocol.
Okay? I am just the wife.
But I, I did get training
for this kind of thing.
Training to not touch the body.
To sweep and secure the area.
Training I never, ever, wanted to use.
And I'm sorry, but I
can't talk about it.
What I can promise you
is that I'm not involved.
In any way, on any level.
Look. I don't know what
happened to my husband.
And I wish I did.
But I have been given instructions.
Very clear instructions.
By Gord's employer.
Thank you.
Detective Graff, Detective Bateman.
We're here to see the
Associate Director.
Of course. Do you have an appointment?
Well, no, I texted
and I called, but uh
Then, there's your answer. The
chances of you getting by me
- without an appointment are zero.
- Call him.
Unfortunately, not
without an appointment.
Bear trap, bear trap ♪
Over the bounding main ♪
Excuse me, sir.
For many a stormy rain will blow ♪
- And Gord comes back again ♪
- Hey! Do you mind?
Ah. Here's the man.
- It's okay, Frank. I got this.
- Looking sharp.
Can I help you?
Well, we're investigating a
murder of one Gordon Greene,
47 Elmview Crescent.
I do not follow.
Okay well, Gord had a Blackberry
that his wife dutifully handed over
to a mysterious delivery man.
Gord had a phony business,
and Gord was poisoned
by something that no one in this country
has ever seen before. In
short, Gord was a spy. Hm?
- Shall I go on?
- No.
- [BEEP]
- They're with me.
Oh, Detective Frankie
Bateman, meet Miles Graff.
- Graff?
- Yeah.
He's my brother.
Half-brother.
Gordon Greene collapsed in his
driveway yesterday at 8 a.m.
It looked like a heart attack,
but um, his wife's a bad
liar, unlike Gord's body.
Now uh, heart, kidneys,
total organ failure.
Our pathologist has
never seen it before.
Now, if I was a catastrophist,
I'd be thinking novichok.
It's not novichok.
Well, I mean, it is, and it isn't.
What, so you're saying that
we've been investigating
a victim who was
poisoned by a nerve agent?
We have pathologists, uniforms
and medics dealing with that body.
Relax. It's got a short half-life,
if anyone's going to get sick,
they would be sick already.
You guys wear gloves, right?
So you know about all this.
Yeah, I was briefed last night.
And we believe that
this might be novichok.
B-93, it's very new, used
exclusively by the Russians
and no one else knows
how to produce it yet.
I'm sorry, but are we saying
that the Russians killed Gord Greene?
- I honestly, I don't know.
- Okay, what about Bear Trap?
It was a password we
found in Gord's office.
Sloppy trade craft.
But I'm assuming that it's the
code name for this operation?
Gord worked in the field,
he was an outdoor cat.
He didn't answer to me.
Of course not. You are
firmly of the indoor variety.
And frankly, Henry, I don't know much
about what Gord was up
to, I don't even know
who picked up his Blackberry.
Honestly, I'm assuming it
was someone on his own team.
Frankly? Honestly?
You're really pulling
out the trust words there,
so I, I guess we can just go home.
Crack a beer. Put our feet up.
Do what you want. Like I
said, we're on it. Okay?
And although it is a terrible shame
that Gord Greene is dead,
we here at Toronto Region
cannot cooperate with TPD.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Your brother is an
Associate Director at CSIS?
The Canadian Security
Intelligence Service?
Yeah, who cannot cooperate.
What absolute hogwash.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Who will guard the guards
themselves if not us?
Uh And it uh,
it didn't cross your mind
to give me a heads up?
And Alice, Gord's associate at
Rubicon Travel, another liar.
They're breeding. Why do
I still hate it when people
hide things from me? I
should be used to it by know.
Yeah. Me too.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[DRUMMING]
Look, I'm a travel agent with Rubicon.
Gord hired me on LinkedIn, I
already told you all of that.
Come on, Alice. We know who Gord is.
He works for CSIS, Toronto Region.
Tango-Romeo, alright? We know.
Look, Gord was an intelligence officer.
Operation name Bear Trap, I could go on.
If Gord was something
other than what I know
can't help you.
Okay, let me put it another way, then.
If your travel agent boss, Gord,
made some foreign enemies
during his international experiences,
we'd like to hear about them.
I've never seen a situation so dismal
that a policeman couldn't make it worse.
Brendan Behan, famed Irish playwright.
He's one of my favourites.
Well, then, maybe you should
go have Behan's favourite meal
and talk about this case.
I just, I have nothing
left to tell you, Detective.
Not everyone reads
stage plays from the 50s,
- you know that, right?
- Aw, come on.
Everyone knows that
Behan's favourite meal
was the spaghetti at the Royal York,
washed down with a bucket
of champagne, of course.
Yeah, travel agent Alice
was giving us a clue.
Yes, Mr. Greene booked this room
multiple times over the last six months.
He was very particular.
Nice view.
Always this room?
Always.
Okay. Thank you, sir.
[TENSE MUSIC]
[DOOR CLOSING]
Union Station.
Biggest travel connection
point in the city.
Maybe Gord and Alice were
surveilling someone from here?
[MUFFLED SINGING]
[MAN SINGING IN RUSSIAN]
[SINGING TRAILS OFF]
Can I help you, officers?
Well, you don't seem
surprised to see us.
[LAUGHTER] I'm from Russia.
This stuff? Happens all the time.
Okay. Who are you?
Oh, Yuri Petrov.
Laser eye guy.
I sell equipment all around the world,
but I live in Germany now.
Oh. Don't tell anyone,
but I love this city the most.
The Wagner guys are great,
they show me a good time.
Gordon Greene. You met him?
Hm. Is he an eye guy?
No, he's not an eye guy,
he works for CSIS. Or at least, he did.
[CHUCKLING]
- What is that?
- Ah, cut the crap.
Gord Greene was a Canadian
intelligence officer
who, two nights ago,
booked the adjoining room
and yesterday, was found dead.
- Hm.
- Were you sent here
to assassinate a Canadian citizen
and make it look like a heart attack?
[CHUCKLING]
As my daughter would
say, "This has been real."
Na zdrovya.
[CLEARS THROAT]
But given that you broke into my room,
and unless you're here
to arrest me for a crime,
I have a dinner booked.
Ruth's Chris.
One of my favourites.
Did you know that every
plate they serve the steak on
is heated to 500 degrees?
I, oh What a country!
Is he smart?
Henry? Hell yeah, he's smart,
he's very smart.
We're not close, though.
I don't know him so well.
How come?
Half-brothers, similar lines of work.
I'd have thought you'd
have common interests.
Well, he's got this wild
theory about his mother's death,
and our father
contributing to that death.
It drove a wedge between us.
Interesting.
Alice, hi!
Nice work with the
detectives. You did well.
How long have you been watching me?
I'm always watching.
I need to know what they know.
It's not personal.
We'll be in touch.
His bio checks out.
Yuri Petrov, 47, works
in international sales
of laser eye equipment.
Travels to Toronto
at least eight times a
year, but the problem is,
Yuri Petrov didn't exist
before ten years ago.
So Yuri's a new
identity. Who was he before?
Mark ran him through facial recognition,
and the only thing that came up is this.
Mikhail Orlov, 26.
One of three Vladivostok
State students selected
to attend a prestigious
nuclear physics program
in Akademgorodok, and there's
nothing on him after that.
So, what's he doing
at the Royal York Hotel
next door to a CSIS operative?
That's a good question,
and we asked him that,
and he was less than forthcoming.
He told us that he
had a daughter, though.
Might be why he comes to town so often.
Saskia Petrov, 19.
Second year in residence
at St. Michael's College.
- Maybe she's part of his cover.
- Maybe she's his weak spot.
[ECHOING GAVEL]
Yeah, my dad's in
town this week for some
laser eye conference thing,
so, you wanna know what
he does, talk to him.
Saskia, do you know
the term "Bear Trap"?
Isn't that like a kind of donut?
Oh wait, no. that's a Bear Claw.
And one more question.
Have you met this man?
Oh wait.
I met this dude, that's Drinks Guy!
- Drinks Guy?
- Yeah, a couple of months ago,
my roommate was dragging me
to this protest rally thing,
I, don't ask me why. I
do not care for politics.
But anyways, this guy stopped
us outside of residence
and gave us like ten drink
tickets for the local bar.
- So
- You went drinking.
Best part, there was a legit
bomb threat at the rally,
so it was like, win-win.
- You talked to my daughter?
- We did.
And, unlike you, she does remember
meeting Gordon Greene.
In fact, two months ago,
he diverted her to a bar,
saved her from a bomb threat at a rally.
He must have heard some chatter
about that through his work.
He was protecting your
daughter, because she's an asset.
And if she's an asset, so are you.
See, we looked into your reservation
at the Royal York Hotel,
turns out that every time
you booked a room there,
well, Gord took the adjoining one.
You weren't spying on Gord,
you were working with him.
We also know about the novichok B-93.
And only the Russians are using it,
because nobody else has it.
Gord wasn't killed by the Russians.
Okay, Yuri. Mikhail.
Either which way, we just want
to know what's going on here.
And if you tell us, I might
just know a guy in CSIS
who can protect you.
You don't threaten a Russian.
Okay, so you're free to go.
You might as well pull
your daughter from Psych 101
and drive her out to
a motel in Red Deer,
and hope to God that
it's not bear season.
I was working on the project
with Gord and his associate.
It was a complex project,
many years in the making.
They still couldn't decide
whether to trust me or not,
so last month, as a show of good faith,
I procured a 10-millilitre
sample of a certain
substance.
You brought the sample last month?
Yeah. It was sealed, it was safe.
I gave it directly to Mr. Greene,
he paid me my fee in return.
Said he would take it
straight to the lab downtown.
So, if after a month later,
anyone should use that sample
to murder Gordon Greene.
It was someone in his own institution.
You want a warrant for CSIS?
Are you out of your mind?
It's never going to happen.
They have an incredible
level of protection.
We don't need a warrant for CSIS.
What we do need is a production order
for Gord's personnel files
and the continuity file on the novichok.
- Oh, is that all?
- We need to know
if the nerve agent
that killed our victim
was tampered with in any way.
See who might have handled it.
I thought the dead
guy was a travel agent?
It's a big swing, okay? We know that.
But we also know that you
took a run at CSIS before,
and you won.
CSIS does not have the
power to arrest or detain,
therefore the role of
the police is integral
to upholding law within
that organization.
I'm flattered, you're
reading my old case files.
I was young and stupid.
Okay well, this'll be a breeze,
what with all the uh, the
wisdom you've gathered,
now that you've got a
little grey in your beard.
Ha. This, this grey?
It's because of you two.
A search is required
of the premises, okay.
We're here, anything we can do to help.
We're on the same side, right?
Mike here will accompany you to the lab,
and I'll have my assistant
pull up Gordon Greene's files.
- Thank you, Director.
- You are most welcome.
[BATEMAN]: You accepted the sample?
Yes, I accepted the sample personally.
No one else handled it.
Okay. Can we see it, please?
No, I had it shipped to Ottawa
the day after we received it.
They're testing it there.
Sample received unknown.
8 millilitres, no, it was 8
millilitres when it left the building,
but it was 10 millilitres
when it entered.
It was 8 millilitres when I got it.
No, there must be some mistake.
I measured multiple times.
Who dropped off the
sample? Was it Gordon Greene?
Our Associate Director
brought it in. Miles Graff.
Redacted, redacted.
Gordon Greene worked at blank
from 2000 and blank to
2000 and we'll never know.
Uh, here we have his annual
physical, looks normal.
Mental health, stress
and standard polygraph
from August 24.
Inconclusive and deleted.
Polygraph, was that the last one?
There's one from October 24.
Also inconclusive and deleted.
Who ordered it, and who deleted it?
You sure you're up for this?
I just don't understand why
you would tamper with it.
I didn't tamper with anything, alright?
Last month, Gord came in with the sample
and I walked it over to the lab.
Yeah, and by then, it
was 2 millilitres short
of what Yuri had delivered.
Who's to say that Yuri
had 10 in the first place?
You really going to trust
the word of some wannabe
double agent trying to turn a trick?
- Come on, Henry. Do better.
- Oh, d-d-don't do that,
just stop right there!
Somebody killed your guy
using this stuff. Now,
I know it, you know it
Okay.
Look, we went through
Gordon's personnel file.
It's heavily redacted, as you well know,
and we are curious about
the two polygraph tests
conducted this year.
Both deemed inconclusive,
- both deleted.
- Well, sometimes,
polygraph tests are deleted to
protect sensitive information.
Okay. So, what information
are we talking, exactly?
Not in your production order,
and very much need to know.
Oh my God, need to know. You said it.
He always says that when
he's covering for someone,
usually it's our father.
May we speak with the
polygraphist directly?
I'm afraid that won't be possible.
- Why?
- Daphne retired, moved away.
The last I heard, she was
abroad living in Paris.
There's no record of a
Daphne Roblin in Paris.
The best lie is closest to the truth.
Especially when it comes to my brother,
who's surprisingly bad at it.
Daphne is in Paris.
Paris, Ontario, 23 Pinebank Road.
It's an hour outside the city.
Where are you going?
You follow that lead, I need to find out
why Inspector McDougall sent
us to that crime scene. Boss?
[ECHOING GAVEL]
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
I don't want anything to do with it.
CSIS, politics, back-scratching.
[SCOFFS] I'm done.
I get it.
And I didn't even like Gord.
Why would I care if he was dead?
- Why didn't you like Gord?
- Because he was a liar.
I mean, they're all
liars, that's the job.
But I'm polygraph, you don't lie
to polygraph. That's just dumb.
[CHUCKLES]
- So what did he lie about?
- Doesn't matter.
They said it was a, "he
said, she said" thing.
But when Miles Graff told
me to deem Gord's tests,
tests I conducted,
inconclusive and delete them?
That was it for me.
Pension, see ya, bye-bye.
You, you said it was
a, "he said, she said".
But I'm guessing that the
"she" was also polygraphed?
And was that test also deemed
inconclusive and deleted?
- Officially, yes.
- And unofficially?
Daphne, have you ever
said something about a
man and not been believed?
You know that's none of your business.
You're right.
But this woman that you spoke to.
- Mm-hmm.
- Did you believe her?
Yes.
Then don't let them cover it up.
Have you ever had sexual
relations while at work?
Yes.
- Alice.
- With whom?
Gordon Greene.
Anyone else?
No.
Have you ever used an
illegal drug while at work?
Um, I'm not sure.
Can you clarify?
Uh, well, three times
now after an assignment,
he would pour us drinks.
The first time I was
excited, so I just drank it.
I woke up in his car,
my nose was bleeding
and I couldn't walk.
The second two times I said
no, so he did it anyway.
Did what?
He would pin me down
and have sex with me.
I knew it was coming when he would
take his wedding ring off.
I said no, obviously,
but he said it was clear I wanted it,
that this was the fun
part, this is the rush,
this is the job we signed up for.
Did you make a complaint?
I did.
Many times. [BREATHING SHAKILY]
That's why I'm here.
So, what do you hope to accomplish?
What he did was a crime.
I know it. He knows it.
Everyone does.
So I don't know, maybe
they transfer him,
maybe this guy doesn't work
with another young woman alone.
And I never have to see his face again.
So sad, huh?
Gordon was a young man.
You gotta take care of yourself.
I mean, I get it.
Stressful, being out in the field.
I miss it, though. I do.
Secrecy. Power.
Interesting. I don't get that feeling.
You know, somehow, I doubt that.
Either way, I think
it's best for everyone
if we keep all those feelings,
all that messy complexity, inside.
You gotta take care of yourself.
My god.
You're still living with our old man.
No.
I just come by at night.
Dad's been sick, not
that you would know.
No.
What I do know is that
there's only one thing
in this world that you
love more than our father.
- Our country?
- Ah. Good one,
but no, it's more pedestrian than that.
Golf.
According to the folks down at Westview,
you uh, like to tee off with
Inspector Jamie McDougall
every Thursday at 7 a.m.
- So?
- So McDougall's the one
that brought us into this mess.
He's 44 Division, he called us in.
I got thinking about it when
you sent us to Paris, Ontario.
Why'd you send us there?
And why'd you even tell us
about the nerve agent
in the first place?
- Why'd you want us involved?
- I didn't.
Oh please, Miles. It's been a long day.
You knew you couldn't
do it yourself, I get it.
You work in the shadows,
it's all very need to know,
but we're here now, just you and me.
So admit it. You can't
sound the alarm yourself.
But you know I can. And
screw the consequences,
I will speak truth to power,
no matter what it costs me,
and it has cost me a lot.
But, do me a favour.
Do not lie to me again.
Tom!
Hey I, I put all your
calendar files on here for you,
thought it would be easier.
Thanks, man. We good?
Yeah, yeah. You know, I saw my brother
again last night. He doesn't have much,
but he's all over Gord's polygraphs.
I thought you had the files deleted.
- Yeah, I did.
- Okay, then we're good.
Yeah. Oh, as long as
you deleted the backups
on the server. I don't
have access to that.
Tom, I told you that at the time.
Okay. Then I did it.
Good.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Gordon Greene.
Did we delete the backups
of the last two polygraphs?
Uh, I'm gonna have
to go check the files.
I don't want you to
check the files, Jat.
I just want them gone, yeah?
If they're not gone,
then make them gone.
You can do that for me, right?
Why are we here again?
Uh, it's just protocol,
show of good faith.
I know you both are busy, we
appreciate you coming down.
It's right this way.
Alice?
What are you doing here?
I honestly have no idea.
Uh, coffee? Tea? Water?
No, we're good, we're just
a little rushed, is all.
Thank you. Alright.
[BEEP]
"Gordon Greene. Did we delete
the backups of the last two polygraphs?"
"Uh, I'm gonna have to
go check the files."
"I don't want you to
check the files, Jat.
I just want them gone, yeah?
If they're not gone,
then make them gone.
You can do that for me, right?"
"Yeah. I'm doing it right now."
[BEEP]
Spring cleaning, eh?
Sounds like you unlawfully
recorded the Director
of CSIS Toronto Region
without his knowledge or consent.
Now, how and why would I do that?
I have no goddamn idea.
Well, that's okay. 'Cause we do.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
You were trying to destroy
evidence of repeated sexual
assault in your department.
Your man in the field, Gordon Greene,
raped his junior officer multiple times
while on assignment. Alice
reported the incidents,
and you did nothing. Look.
Maybe this is none of my business.
You've got an intelligence
service to run,
and forget about feelings.
Well, you're right about one thing.
It's none of your business.
You have no idea what
we're working with.
Millions of dollars spent,
alliances years in the
making, so feelings?
They're not always top of mind.
So what, just collateral damage?
Yes, sometimes.
That's a lot of collateral damage,
multiple sexual assaults,
and now the murder of
one of your own people.
They're not feelings. They're facts.
And then there's you,
sitting behind your desk.
- Covering it all up.
- My job is to stay focused
on success.
Will our long cultivated Russian asset
actually do what he says he can do,
and help us get four
Canadian journalists
out of Lefortovo prison in Moscow
before they simply disappear?
You sacrificed Alice Temple
to maybe, possibly,
perhaps someday extricate
four Canadian journalists from Russia?
I didn't sacrifice Alice. She's fine.
She's sitting right here.
Anyway, it's all very,
"he said, she said".
No. It was, "she said,
she said, she said,"
I said! Over and over
again, and nobody cared!
So maybe, you made a different choice.
Get rid of Gordon Greene,
and this whole mess goes away.
What, you think I killed Gordon Greene?
No.
Sadly, it's worse.
I think
you drove a young woman
with a bright future
to the point that she
had no other option,
but to take the life of
a man who was abusing her.
You used the wedding ring, we tested it.
The wedding ring that Gord
would slip off his finger
into his pocket every
time he assaulted you.
A month ago, you extracted
the sample of the novichok,
maybe while Gord was in the shower.
And then you waited, for the next time,
because you knew there
would be a next time.
And when that time came,
you applied it to the ring.
At best, it would look
like a heart attack,
at worst, it would look like
he was killed by the Russians.
Alice. It's okay.
I could not go in a
room with that man again.
I love my country, and I love this job.
But I could not, I would
not do this anymore.
[ALICE BREATHING HEAVILY]
Given the circumstances,
we would opt for a
charge of manslaughter.
No trial, no publicity.
And Alice will plead out quietly.
- Tom will resign.
- Jesus.
CSIS will keep its public trust intact.
And Bear Trap will continue.
Are you out of your mind?
We will roll a new
agent right into place
- No.
- No one will bat an eyelid.
No!
Oh my God.
You're going to take my job.
You planned this!
Alice.
I need you to come with me.
How long you been cooking all this up?
- Whatever do you mean?
- Lives are ruined.
The only one walking away
clean from this is is you.
I was wrong, you are a
bit of an outdoor cat.
We both wanted justice,
Henry, and we got it.
You wanted your boss's job,
and you used me to get it.
That's not how I see it.
You know what I think?
I think you're excellent at your job,
and I think that we
do good work together.
Come on, Henry, we're grown now.
Honestly, what is it gonna
take for you to let it go?
[THEME MUSIC]