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The name's Brogan,
Lieutenant Brogan.

For 20 years, I was with the NYPD.

Now...
Well, let's just say,

I've transferred
to another precinct.

Calling Officer Romek.
Calling Officer Romek.

'Hey, buddy,
how's your new partner doin'?'

- Like a veteran.
'I was talkin' to Morgan.'

Officer Romek's
got a really good feel

for the territory, Officer Orrin.

'Don't be fooled, Morgan.'

How do you like the desk job, Orrin?

You gettin' a real feel for that?

'Well, it has its pluses.

'For once, I get to
tell you what to do

'and you have to listen.'

I'm sorry, did you say somethin'?

'We got a report of
a purse snatchin'

'outside the Gilmore bar.

'You're to proceed
there immediately.

'Hear that, Romek?'

Somebody has to protect the streets.

Enjoy the paperwork, Orrin.

So, this is the Gilmore district.

In the flesh.

It reminds me of the divisions
on Earth.

The politicians always promisin'
to clean em up,

but never do.
- Hmm.

Sounds like
you've been here already.

Come on. Let's get this over with.

Where the hell do you
think you're goin'?

Get back inside.

LOUD ROCK MUSIC

All right, everybody.

It's that time again.

You guys, against the wall!

You guys, assume the position!

- MAN: OK.
- All right.

And turn the damn music off!

MUSIC STOPS

It's just like
a family reunion here.

All right on your feet.

Hands on the bar.

I said, on your feet
hands on the bar!

Thank you.

Now, it seems a little lady

got separated from her purse
a few minutes ago.

Hey!

And me and Officer Morgan

would like to bring about
a reunion of sorts.

Now, who wants to be
the good citizen?

Morgan, check out the back room.

MORGAN: Gotcha.

You guys don't seem
to be very cooperative.

What about you guys over here
against the wall,

you got anything to say?

Jane, have another.

Thanks, Fredo.

Oh, yeah, give me some more
of these.

Listen, did you make these yourself?

Yeah, why? Is somethin' wrong?

No, no, no, no.
They're not half-bad.

Yeah, Yolanda did you ever think
about hirin' ol' Fredo out?

I could use a good meal
ever once in awhile.

He doesn't come cheap.

Let you out, Haldane.

Oh, my own partner.

The truth hurts, Haldane.

LAUGHTER

Come on, Estes, time for bed.

I want to stay up
with the grown-ups.

Of course you do,
but they don't have exams this week.

Come on, Estes.
I can be the mum tonight.

- I'll tuck you in.
- OK.

- Good night.
- Good night, sweetheart.

- Good night.
- Good night.

You can't really be my mom,
you know?

And why's that?

Cos you're a human,
and I'm a tarn, silly.

Well, maybe I'll just have to
have my species officially changed.

You can't do that.

You have to have
a baby of your own.

Good night, sweetie. Hmm.

Good night.

How about a bedtime story?

Well, I think it's about time
for the slam ball game.

Fredo, why don't you
turn on the screen.

TV SWITCHES ON
All right, the Stingrays.

"..and from that moment on,

"all tarns had a beautiful bone
in the top of the head.

"And they still do today."

I love that story.

No, no!

SHE SCREAMS

CONTINUES SCREAMING

HE GROANS

SHE SCREAMS

SHE SOBS
Honey, what's the matter?

It's OK, sweetheart.

It's just another bad dream.

Mommy and Daddy would never
let anything bad happen to you.

So, you know there's nothing to be
afraid of.

Well, we got her purse back.

Yeah, but she's still gonna be
crazy.

Like they say on Danai,

"Nothin' worse than an empty purse."
ROMEK LAUGHS

Did you hear that?

- Hear what?
- Come on!

Freeze! Police!

Forget it, he'll be long gone!

Is he dead?

I'd say that was a fair assessment.

Hey, look.
He dropped a watch.

Leave it for forensics.

Orrin, it's Romek.
We got a stiff here.

Hold it.

- Is that our man?
- If my memory serves me right.

- Yes, sir.
Well, then we owe your memory

a big vote of thanks.
You just saved us a lot of time.

Romek, see if Slomo can get an ID
from This memory fit.

By the way,

Romek tells me
you're pretty cool out there.

To be honest, sir,
I was pretty scared, sir.

Well, scared is sensible.

Look do me a favour, will ya?

- Just call me Brogan.
- Yes, sir.

Initials DC.

His friends knew him as Danny Cav.

- Among other things.
- Everybody knew him.

Small-time hood.
Had his hand in everything.

Only with Danny,
it usually case up empty.

Same as Johnny Mueller.
Two small-time hustlers.

Both killed with a light lance.
Both in a week.

So, any theories?

One thing I've learned
over the years,

without facts, I wouldn't give you
two credits for anyone's theories.

You know, to me this smacks
of neighbourhood wars.

What are you waiting for?

Go find me some facts.

Most of the time, solvin' a murder
on Demeter is a piece of cake.

It's weird.

A tarn will walk right in and say,

"Hey! I just whopped my neighbour
with a slam ball bat."

We follow him home,
and there's the guy dead.

Right on the lawn.
Tarn starts cryin' like a human.

Five minutes later,
we know all there is to know.

- How's it going, Haldane?
- Oh, just terrific.

Let's see.

Podly thinks we got
some kinda neighbourhood war

and now he wants facts.

Imagine that.
Well, you might get lucky.

Castle, how many times
do I have tell you?

Luck has nothin' to do with it.

OK, partner.

Time to round up
the usual suspects.

- Good luck.
- Right.

Hey, Lieutenant?

Miss Datch, Demeter News.

She's on her way down from bay two.

Uh, tell her I don't have time.

Tell her... I don't know.
Tell her...

Tell her what a wonderful time
we had at your place last night.

Uh, Morgan? If Slomo gets an ID
on that memory fit,

let me know, OK?

Sure thing, Brogan.

Sergeant Fredo!
Where's the Lieutenant?

Uh, you just missed him.

He, uh... He had to run.

I bet he did.

Officer Morgan, I have
cross-referenced your memory fit.

If your recollections
are to be relied upon,

your suspect's name is Mas Maharg.

Mas Maharg?

I know that name.

Brogan! Wait up!

Go away, Datch. We're in a hurry.

- Two minutes!

Journalists -
don't you just love 'em?

- I didn't know you cared, Haldane.
- I don't.

Tell me about your serial killer.

Sorry, you lost me.

You always did have
a lousy sense of direction, Brogan.

So, if it's not a serial killer,
what is it?

Neighbourhood wars?

It's police business.

Oh, don't be stupid, Brogan.

You know, it can do a lot of damage
if we don't have the full story.

- You threatening me, Datch?
- Absolutely not.

But you know me, Lieutenant.

The word, "no" and I never have been
what you call "close friends".

Yeah, well it's about time
you got acquainted.

Well, if you don't mind, we'd like
to leave now. Step back.

Bye-bye.

You really have to practice
telekinetics, Estes.

It's not something that you can do

if you're thinking
about something else.

Come on, Estes, don't be lazy.

You don't want to fail your exam,
do you?

- No!
- Now, watch Daddy.

You see?
It requires total concentration.

If you don't give it
your full attention,

you'll lose control.

See? It's easy.

Now, you try again.

Total concentration, sweetheart.

No!

HE GROANS

No!

HE GROANS
Oh, no!

HE GROANS

Fredo, try and stop it!

What is it, sweetheart?
What's the matter?

HE GROANS

Call the doctor, Fredo.

Request emergency contact
immediately.

SIRENS

You know, after all these years,

I'm still amazed at
what people'll do to each other.

Not as amazed as the victims.

- Romek?
- Yes, Lieutenant?

You got anything Maharg yet?

Not a thing.
But we're working on it.

All right.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

- You guys finished?
- Yeah. That's all we need.

Bag him.

Yeah, we all die sooner or later.

Yep.

Yes, sir.

A lot of people
try to figure it out.

Me? I don't bother.

It's your time or it isn't.
That's all.

He'd be 52 tomorrow.

I know because we had
the same birthday.

You don't forget
somethin' like that.

You know the victim, sir?

Uh-uh. I knew him.

Would you mind answering
a few questions?

Before I answer any questions,
uh, could I have a moment with Lam?

- Uh, that's his name. Lam.
- Right.

Sure.

Just don't touch anything.

You're very kind.

How was the end, Lam?

Was it painful, hmm?

Because no matter how much
you suffered, you no good...

Whoa, whoa, sir! Sir, whoa!
Whoa, whoa!

This is merciful compared
to the way I'm suffering now.

First time in 15 years
I win big at Gilmore raceway,

and-and what does he do?

He-He gets himself killed,
so he doesn't have to pay me!

He doesn't have to pay
any of his clients!

Wait a minute, wait a minute.
This guy was a bookey?

Nah, he was a lousy bookey.

But he was my friend.

It's so good to see your face,
Sally.

We can't seem to get a
straight answer out of the doctor.

We're just so worried about her.

We haven't slept
since she was admitted.

It's all right, Yolanda.

The staff here
are the best in the city.

I just wanted to explain
something to you

about children in Estes' condition.

OK, they're facing
an enormous internal struggle.

A part of them can't get away
from whatever it is

they've just experienced,

and a part of them desperately wants
to get back to normality.

That's where I come in.

The purpose of post-trauma therapy

is to help children like Estes
get back on their feet.

She's in good hands, honey.

Her telekinetics exam
is at the end of the week.

I don't know if you knew that.

They may be able to reschedule.

I mean, I suppose I could ask them!

SHE SOBS

She's gonna be all right.

Right.

- John Mueller.
- No known gang affiliations.

- Danny Cav.
- Ditto on the gang affiliations.

- Lam Sidney.
- Etcetera, etcetera.

All three DOA.

All three with multiple lacerations

around the face,
neck, and shoulders.

And what does the world of science

have to say about this,
Officer Carson?

- Not a lot, sir.
- PODLY: Huh.

Well, that's more than we got.

Well, the victims
are all different species.

And now that we know none of them

had any connections with gangs
- Sort of shoots down

my "neighbourhood wars" theory, huh?

It would appear so, sir.
In any case,

multiple lacerations like these
suggest to me crimes of obsession.

If you're trying to
get rid of something

that you can't get rid of,
say something from your past...

You mutilate the memory.

I think we may be dealing
with a classic serial killer.

Well, that's another theory.

All right.

Let's have one more look
at the prime suspect.

SLOMO: Mas Maharg.
Long record of violent crime.

No fixed abode.

Presumed based
in the Gilmore district.

Yeah, but we sure
as hell can't find him.

That's not what I want to hear,
Romek!

I want every informant,
every petty thief,

everybody's damn mother
questioned if necessary!

This guy has got to be found!
Now, get to it!

Uh, captain?

I've got a suggestion.

Whatever it takes.

'Iona Datch, News At Noon?

'Well, if it isn't
my favourite lieutenant.'

How you doin', Datch?

'Oh, the polite approach.

'Sounds suspiciously like
you kneed a favour, Brogan.'

You must be part tarn.

Look, I'll cut to the Chase.
You were right.

It's not neighbourhood wars.
We got ourselves a serial killer.

'So, tell me something
I don't know.'

We got a suspect.
'I'm listening.'

I want his face plastered
all over the news.

' Oh, well I'd really like
to help you, Lieutenant,

'but I've just gone and gotten
acquainted with word, "no".'

It's not the time, Datch.
Do you want the story, or not?

'OK, but I don't owe you for this.
You're using me.

'Just like you say I use you.'

Well, I'll take that
as a compliment.

'Don't.'

I'm not sure
if you can hear me, Estes.

But I think you can.

All you have to do is listen and
tell me when something sounds good.

Now, that's not too tough, is it?

You're mother tells me
you like ice cream.

It's her favourite human food.

At a place near here,
they just got a shipment

of fizzy chip cookie dough.

And if you want some,
all you have to do is say so.

I mean, I can be back
in five minutes tops.

Or you can come
with me if you like.

Come on, sweetheart.

You know how much
you love ice cream.

Why don't you think about it?

And we'll sit here
and keep you company for a while.

TANNOY: 'Spaceport departure
in one hour.

'In one hour.'

I don't know what Romek's
been tellin' you,

but murder in Demeter city

is one of the most difficult crimes
for us to solve.

Three men are dead, Zipload.

So, why talk to me?

- You'd be amazed.
- You could help.

You could be next.

Well, we'd find some guy
lyin' face down on his lawn.

Nobody saw anything
nobody heard anything.

Nobody knows anything about it.

See no evil, hear no evil,
speak no evil.

More or less.
PHONE RINGS

Only we don't have monkeys
in Demeter.

You don't need 'em.
Evil is evil.

Brogan, we just got a tip.

Somebody spotted Maharg
at a soup kitchen near the Gilmore.

Mas Maharg, DCPD.
You're under arrest...

Brogan!

Freeze!

Police!

Out of the way!
Get out of the way!

Move Get out of the way!

ALL SCREAM

Don't even think about it!

Morgan! Tell Morgan to stop!

Hold it right there, pal.

- Somebody read him his rights!
- Why bother?

Because that's what separates us
from them.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be reported

and used against you.

How is she?

She's doing just fine.

- Is that Estes' doll?
- She certainly is.

I thought it might be.

You know, Estes, you might
be able to help me out.

I think your doll
wants to go home.

I mean, if I was a doll,
this isn't exactly the place

that I would want to be.

But the problem is that
I don't speak doll talk any more.

It's been way too long.

And I need someone
who does and that way,

I'll know what
she wants to do.

Will you help me?

She'd be a lot happier at home,
sweetheart.

SALLY: In her own room.

YOLANDA: In her own bed.

SALLY: With her mommy and daddy
to take care of her.

I think she'd like that, don't you?

Well.

Maybe she isn't your doll.

Maybe she belongs to
some other little girl.

We'll just have to go and find her.

She's mine.

I thought it might be.

And I thought about it.

About what, baby?

I would like some fizzy chip
cookie dough ice cream now.

YOLANDA: Of course, honey.

You can have as much as you like.

OK, Maharg.

It's just a routine question
and answer session.

You had 'em before.

For the record, I'm reminding
that anything you say or think

can be recorded
and used against you

in a court of law.

Ready?

Willing and able.

OK.

Name?

Date of birth?

Address?

Occupation?

How we doin'?

Well, I'm having no problem
reading him, Lieutenant.

- Good.
- But, um...

Did you have anything
to do with a murder

of a human named John Mueller?

Did you have anything to do
with the murder of a tarn

named Danny Cav?

Did you have anything to do

with a murder of a creon
named Lam Sidney?

OK, what's he thinkin'.

Well, it's not what you'd expect.

It rarely is.
Let's hear it.

Yes, sir.

Another day, another night,
another meal to cook.

I just got home.

The kids are crazed,
I'd normally be shook.

The company will be here
in an hour's time or less,

but I'm not gonna worry,
cos I only have to dress.

Thank you for kapeck soup.

Heats right up in the pack.

What the hell is that?

Jingle.

I hear it on my way
to work all the time.

# Another day, another night
Another meal... #

What does it mean?

Well, it means
he's hungry, Lieutenant.

Very, very hungry.

- What have you got?
- Nothing.

Maharg's a psycho, all right,
but we can't prove he's the killer.

What about the light lance?

Well, we gotta wait for Carson
to get the analysis back.

And if that's inconclusive,
unless a witness shows up,

we're gonna have to let him walk.

We'll harbour that moon
when we get to it, Brogan.

In the meantime,
why don't you do something

that you haven't done in awhile.

Get home at a reasonable hour.

You're home early.

I can leave if you want.

No, it's just that,
uh, I'm not ready.

You look ready to me.

I miss 'em, but I'm glad
the kids are away tonight.

SALLY: Mmm.

I finally got Estes to talk
about her nightmares to me.

That's great. How is she?

Good.

Her dreams are so violent.

Oh, um, oh, they remind me
of those old slasher movies

that were outlawed on earth.

Doesn't sound like a tarn.

No. I know.

Her nightmares are so specific.

She doesn't just see
somebody murdered.

I mean, she sees the lance,
she sees the wound.

She even described
the victim's watch

and... and the initials on it.

Yeah I've never had a case like it.

Um, what were the initials?

I don't know.

Can you try to remember?
It's important.

Oh, um... d...

Uh...

D...

Uh, DD... DC, I think.

How the hell would Estes know that?

What do you mean?

The only thing that I can think of

is that she's been picking
up the killer's thoughts.

Maybe even seeing
through his eyes

with her paramental eye.

I never heard of that.

Well, it's rare in adults,

but tarn children
are more sensitive.

Less interference
if you know what I mean.

SHE GROANS

Let me take a look, sweetheart.

ESTES SCREAMS

No! No! No!

- It's impossible.
- What?

She's seeing Maharg.

- '88.'
- Orrin, quick. Where's Maharg?

'I don't know, Lieutenant.

'We had to release him
a couple of hours ago.'

What the hell for?

'Carson got the lance analysis back.

'It didn't match the one
that killed the others.

'We had nothin' to hold him on.'

OK, thanks.

No! No!

- I'll get the nurse.
- No! No!

It's OK, baby.

It's OK. Take it easy.

Come back to us.

ESTES SOBS
Please don't leave us again.

Drop it!

HE GROWLS

You know the routine.

There's no virtue
without temptation.

Have you ever heard that before?

I prefer to think
there's no virtue without justice.

Waste like you needs to learn

there are consequences
for your actions.

Argh!

MAHARG GROANS
Anything you say can be recorded

and may be used in a court of law
against you!

You have the right
to have an attorney present!

You have the right
to remain...

..silent!

How's she doing?

Not very well.

I can't get her to respond
to anything.

I'm sure she will.

You're doing a great job, Sally.

Yeah, well it's not good enough.

I'll see you guys.

Come on, fellas.
Stay with me, huh?

You got to be there.

Oh, no.
What she doing here?

Who knows?

'So, there you have it.

'A little tarn girl
under armed guard

'lies in a coma
at Demeter City Hospital.

'Is she in communication
with the Gilmore serial killer?

'Is she the witness
who will solve this case?

'Only time will tell.

'Iona Datch at 13 O'clock.

'This is the news at noon.'

HE GROANS

- Come.
- Have a minute, Captain?

No, but come in anyway.

Uh, I was wondering.

Did you have a chance
to look over the report

about Maharg's death?
- Yeah, I've read it.

Listen, I know
there's not a lot we can do

about things sometimes.

I mean, I couldn't ask
for two better officers

than Jane, Took.

But we're never really safe, are we?
I mean, I just watched the news.

Yeah OK.

- 'Captain?'

Prepare the medical center
for reception.

We've got a protective
custody situation.

'Uh, yes sir.'

OK?

Thanks.

Uh, Lieutenant?

Miss Datch from News At Noon
wants to speak with you.

Not as much as I
want to speak with her.

Where is she?

Uh, I had her wait
in the coffee room.

Is there somethin' wrong with you?

How could you put a little girl
in jeopardy like that?

What are you talking about?

I reported a story from a tip you
gave me.

I never said anything
about a tarn girl.

Doesn't mean she doesn't have
anything to do with the story.

You're not my only source.

That's what I like about you, Datch.
You make up your own rules.

No, Brogan. The rules have been
around for light years.

They're called,
"Freedom of the press."

Oh, right.
You don't know the whole story.

We don't even know
if the little girl is a witness.

Let me tell you something.

If anything happens
to that little girl...

Is that a threat, Brogan?

You better believe it.

Patrick Brogan,
married, two children.

You haven't missed a house payment
in over five years,

but you've been late twice, though.

Your credit rating is OK.

Most of your neighbours thinks
you keep pretty strange hours,

but only one thinks it's because
you're having an affair.

Where the hell did you
get that information?

DATCH: I'm a journalist.

It's important I know
who I'm talking to.

I've got a file on every cop
in this case.

Have a look at this.

Go on.

It... It probably
is just a coincidence,

I don't know for sure yet.

You see, I try not run the stories
till I've double checked the facts.

I want you to know that.

And I try to apologise
when I make a mistake.

Sorry about the little girl.

Datch?

If I didn't know any better,

I'd almost think you
had a conscience.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Don't.

When this is over,
you'll have

all the fizzy chip cookie dough
ice cream you could possibly want.

How you doin', sweetheart?

She's doin' just great.

Jane and Took have gone off duty.

But there will be a guard
on the door 26 hours a day.

First shift will be here any moment.

- Thank you, Fredo.
- No, thank you.

Reporting for duty, Sergeant.

What's up?

I'm just going down
to the coffee room.

- Can I bring you anything?
- No, thanks, I'm fine.

OK.

According to this, a year before
Morgan transferred here,

there were five murders
in his precinct.

All small-time hoods.

Killer never apprehended.

Uh, however Morgan received
a commendation from bravery.

- What?
- Call up his personnel file.

Yeah.

What are you doing?
What are you doing?

No! Stop it!

No!

Four more lance murders
in his training precinct.

All small-time hoods.

Killer never found.

Morgan singled out again.

This is not a coincidence.

Romek, where's Morgan?

He's on guard duty
outside the medical room.

No!

You killed all those people,
didn't you'?

They weren't people.

They were just like you and me.

No. They're waste.

It's locked.

Morgan!

It's Brogan!
Unlock the door!

Morgan!

What happens now, Morgan?

Whatever's necessary, sir.

I want you to let her go.

I don't think that's necessary.

I'll shoot.

You wouldn't do that.

We're on the same side.

Give me the gun, Morgan.

The things that motivate me

are the same things
that motivate you.

There's no way out.

How long you been a cop, Brogan?

- Let her go!
- 20 years?

I want you to do it now.

I've only been a cop for three,

and I already know much
more than you'll ever know.

If you want to get rid of the crime,
get rid of the criminals!

It's over, Morgan.

The funny thing is,
the criminals at least know

what they're doing out there.

They just don't care.

Now, cops like you,
you act like you care,

but you just don't do anything
to stop it!

And that's worse!

Hands behind your head!

Do it now!

Turn around. Face the wall!

Cuff him and read him his rights!

It's all right, sweetheart.

It's all right.

It's all over.

There's nothing to
be afraid of any more.

Your nightmare is over.

Hey, Orrin!
Put that pencil down.

Now, that Morgan's
out of the picture,

you can get back to doin'
some real police work.

- If you still remember how.
- Didn't the captain tell ya?

Fredo is takin' some time off
to be with his daughter.

I'm acting sergeant.

- Get outta here!
- Really.

- Where you goin'?
- On patrol.

Somebody has to protect the streets.

What about me?

Come on, partner.
Let's go.

Ah, I knew you were just kiddin' me
all the time.

Castle?

What are you doin' tonight?

I know this great soup kitchen.

Sorry, Haldane.

I've already got a date
with my therapool.

OK, I'll get the soup
and I'll meet you there.

I don't think so.

Why do I bother to ask?

Because one of these days
you might just get lucky.

Castle, luck has..

BOTH: ..nothing to do with it.

How about eight o'clock?
At the soup kitchen.

I'll settle for that.

I was pretty scared,
but I really concentrated hard.

Just like you said.

And I got an A.

We're proud of you, sweetheart.

But we'd be proud of you
no matter what score you got.

BEEPING

I'll get it.

Now, let's open your present!

Ta-dum!

Motionary II.

Oh, no!

I mean, thanks.

Motionary II.

Whenever you're ready.

SALLY: Hi. Hi.

- Hey, guys, come on in.
- Oh.

I brought something for you.

Fredo!

- There you go.
- Wow!

Fizzy chip cookie dough.

That's right.
As much as you can eat.

There's more in Mom's freezer.
I think you'll need a spoon.

Mmm.

Is it as good as it looks?

- Great.
- Great.

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