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Previously on The Lair...

What I'm trying to tell you is that all
those murders you've been writing about

for the past year
are all linked to that club.

The Lair?

Whoa...members only.

He's not dead.

It's almost like a...
vampire's bite.

I ran tests using a UV light.

Perhaps he picked it up
at a nightclub somewhere.

There's a curse.

But what a lovely curse:
to be young forever.

It's time.

Time to rise.

I saw Richard Devere,

the man that painted
that portrait...alive.

The man that you killed
two centuries ago.

Thom...

I want you
to come to me, Thom.

You are Richard Devere.

It's a fool's folly,
my friend.

And one that I'm certain
is going to bring about his downfall.

How can you be
so sure of that?

Because I plan to cause it.

Are you trying
to run out on me?

I don't want to go home
because you're there.

I think he's coming around.

Who am I?

Whose side
are you going to be on...

when the blood hits the fan?

What do you want me to do?

Two hours before the sun sets.

Two hours.

How I came to be here
is still a mystery to me.

How I'm still alive
puzzles me even further.

Hitler used to say,
''The more fantastic the lie,

the quicker people would
be willing to believe it.''

I wish he told them
about vampires.

I wish someone would
have believed it.

Do you remember
the day we met?

At the artists' gallery?

You said my eyes had
a vividness to them, a brightness.

And you said that they
reminded you of something.

What did they remind you of?
Do you remember saying that?

Of course you don't.

Because you're not
Richard Devere.

Maybe Colin was right.

Maybe I wanted you
to be Richard so badly

that I only saw
what I wanted to see.

If only there was
a way to be sure.

The portrait.

The portrait
that you painted of me.

You'll see
and then you'll know.

Come.

I've protected it
for all these years.

No one has ever--

No.

No!

Colin!

Colin!

Colin!

I don't think he heard you.

If you don't mind,
I knocked,

but no one answered.

What are you doing here?
We're closed.

Well, that's why
I stopped by.

I wanted a chance to talk to you
when you weren't so busy.

You can't just bust in here
whenever you feel like it.

This is private property.
We have rights.

Well, the back door
was open...sort of.

Now, what is it you want?

Well, for starters, I'll like to see
your operating permit.

My permit?

Yeah. And I'd like
to see it now.

I'll get it.
You do that.

That's okay.
I trust you.

So what
goes on back there?

That's a private area.
Off limits.

Off limits, huh?

It's where some
of our offices are.

And some living quarters.

You guys live
back there, do you?

Some of us.
It suits us.

I'll bet.

If there's nothing else,
might I recommend

you come back
when we're open?

I think you'd have
a much better time.

Thanks anyways.

I don't drink
when I'm off duty.

A pity.

Just curious about
what was going on over here.

Seems like everyone
I'm running into

has been hanging out
at your little joint.

I'm not aware
of any complaints.

No complaints...

because all the guys
that come here

end up dead
or near death.

You're not making
any sense, Sheriff.

And the hour
is getting very late.

Don't worry about me.

I've become a regular night owl over the
last week.

I've shown you the permit.

Is there anything else
you want?

I'll consider it,
get back with you.

In the meantime, just remember
I'll be thinking about you.

What did he want?

Did he see you?

I don't think so.

You're a terrible liar.

Man, here we go
I can't take anymore

Twice around, twice behind
and I'm back on the floor

Little words out of mouth
and you're drumming the door

Was in love, was alive
And I'm not anymore

Burning up inside

You're twisted, shaking
Fingers breaking

On my knees this time

I'm taking, raping
I am waking

How are we feeling today?

- I feel fine.
- That's good.

I'd like to get out of here.

Dr. Belmont should be in
to talk to you shortly.

You can ask him about that.

I'm just going crazy
sitting here

in this bed all day.

That's a good sign.
Turn your head a little bit.

Going to change that dressing
for you, all right?

This still hurt?

I don't feel anything.

I can see why.

I'll be right back.

I'm not saying
I don't believe you.

I just find what you're saying
hard to believe.

It happened exactly
as I told you.

I went in to change
the dressing on his throat

and I noticed
the wound had healed.

Almost completely.

Yeah, but how can that be?

I mean, it's only
a few days old.

And if it could heal
that rapidly,

the scarring for a wound like that would
last for quite some time,

maybe even the rest
of his life.

I don't have
an explanation for it.

Well, beyond what is certainly
a temporary memory loss,

he seems to be healthy.

He's in better shape
than I am.

As much as the sheriff
would like to keep him here,

I see no reason
for him to stay.

You send him home now,
Sheriff Trout will have a cow.

I know, but this is
a hospital, not a jail.

I'll prepare his discharge papers,
if that's what you want.

Good. I'll call
his friends and see

when they can
come pick him up.

Hi, this is Thom.

Jonathan and I
aren't in right now,

so please leave a message.

Thom, this Dr. Belmont
at the hospital.

I have good news about
your friend Jonathan.

He's ready to go home.
Please call us.

We can arrange
for his discharge.

Thank you.

Hello?

Yes, this is Dr. Belmont.

Could I speak to Laura Rivers?

This is Laura.

I have good news.

Jonathan is ready
to be discharged.

I just need someone
to come down and pick him up.

Did you call Thom?

Yeah, but there was no answer.
Can you come down?

Um...sure, I'll-- I'll be there
in a little while.

Excellent. We'll get
his things together.

Someone here
has betrayed me.

I want to find out
who it is.

I have always protected
this family.

And this is how
I'm repaid.

The painting is part
of our legacy.

It is the very cornerstone
of our existence.

Without it, we cease to be.

And yet, one among you has seen fit
to jeopardize all of us.

And for what?

Jealousy?

Envy?

These are human traits.

It's what makes them weak.

It's what makes them our prey.

I want the painting returned.

I have no desire to punish.

I want it found
and I want it returned.

W-What if it...
can't be found?

Then every one of you
will face the same fate as I.

Now find it!

Stay a while, Colin.

What troubles you, Damian?

Who could be so foolish
as to steal from me?

You said yourself
the sheriff was in here alone.

Who knows what
he could be up to.

You really think him
to be that capable?

No.

But by elimination,
I see him here.

I also see
the return of Eric

and the presence
of that young reporter.

These are all unknown
elements within our midst.

Wild speculation.

Although...Eric.

Yeah.

I can't help feeling
there's a connection

between him and the sheriff.

He might give us away.

You think Eric
can endangered us.

Let's be cautious.

I'll keep my eye on him.

I think we may have to do
a lot more than that.

Well, this is it.

Wow, it's really nice.

Bedroom's upstairs.

There's the kitchen,
living room.

How long have I lived here?

Oh, you and Thom
have been together

two to three months now.

You guys met
at a press party

for the opening
of the new library.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

That's the kind
of stuff I go for?

No, you were
volunteering.

You were helping out
with the refreshments.

God, why don't
I remember anything?

You know what?
Why don't you sit down.

I'm going to get you
something to drink.

The doctor said we have
to keep your fluids up

now that you're off
the IVs, okay?

They said I almost died.
But from what?

They found you on the side
of the road in a gully.

It looked like you might
have been in a fight.

A fight? Why?

I don't know.

You know, you can be
a hot-head about certain things.

Like Thom?

Well, you have been
jealous at times.

If only you can remember
where you were that night.

The sheriff said I might have gone
to a place called The Lair.

But I don't know
what that is.

It's a private sex club
for gay men.

Very secretive.

You know, a of people
around here tend to overlook it.

It's one of those
''don't ask, don't tell''

sort of things.

Maybe if I go there,
it'll shake some things loose.

No.

The doctor said you need
to stay put a few days.

Maybe when Thom gets back.

Where is Thom?

No one knows.

So you let him go home,
just like that?

Well, I couldn't see
any reason to keep him here.

I just think you're
taking a big chance.

Oh, so now you know
more than I do.

- Is that it?
- Of course not, Doc.

I'm just saying that I think he would've
been safer here than at home.

And I have some
other news for you.

What's that?

That stiff?
I think I found him.

Where?

Over at The Lair club.

It was only for a second,
but I'm pretty sure it was him.

It's going to take you
a warrant to find out.

And you have to have
a pretty damn good reason

to go charging in there.

Officially, of course.

How are you going to present
your case to the judge?

That's the problem.

I mean, what am I going to say?

There's a dead guy hanging out
at a gay sex club?

Is that even a crime?

I wouldn't want to be in your shoes
when you tell him.

The innocence of sleep.

How glorious it must be
to rest in a dreamless sleep.

How I envy you
at this moment.

There are forces working
against us tonight, Richard,

forces that are not
entirely known to me.

But one thing is certain.

Your life
is in grave danger.

I must find
a safe place for you.

It is no longer safe
for you to stay here.

You must come with me.

Come. Quickly.

Ooh, yeah.

Overrun by emotions

Unintentional output

No one can harm you here.

And when it's safe,
I will return for you.

Please trust that
I'm doing this for your own good.

I've waited centuries
for you to return to me.

And no one will rob me
of this chance to right the wrong

I've committed upon you
all those years ago.

Wait for me here.

I will be back soon.

There's something
I need to do.

I find myself gaping
along this thing

Sexual white lie

Tell Francis it is done.

Do I lie to myself? No

But maybe to you

Look, kid.

Look, kid.

I know you went
to that club, okay?

You had the rubber stamp
on the back of your hand

just like the dead guy
at the morgue that we lost,

just like your pal Thom.

Hell, I even got one
myself when I was there,

just to be sure.

So whatever
happened to you

happened because
you went there.

If that's true, someone
at that club meant to kill me.

And they might try again.

But what I want
to know is why.

Why'd you go there?

He already told you.
He can't remember.

Yeah? Well, I hope
he does soon.

His life might
depend on it.

And what are you doing
about finding Thom?

That's another
kettle of fish.

He might have been crazy enough
to go back there by himself.

I don't know.

Maybe he knows
something I don't.

I just wanted you guys
to know to stay put

and don't get
any weird ideas.

Yeah.

You have got
to be kidding me.

All right,
I'll be right there.

What is it?

They just found another body
out at Bayside Drive.

Is it Thom?

No ID yet.

But I'll be back.

I didn't expect
to see you here before me.

Well, the call came in
to the hospital first.

And considering all
that's been happening,

I thought I'd come down
and take a first look for myself.

Is that Thom?

See for yourself.

Damn, this guy
really gets around.

Is he really
dead this time?

I mean, for sure?

I wouldn't want to stake
my entire reputation on it,

but, uh...

he does appear to be dead.

That's a major chest wound.

Maybe he'll stay put this time.

He's the basis for
my search warrant, too.

You're going to tell
the judge about this?

Hell, no.

The warrant's more
important now than ever.

Something's going on
at that club.

I'm going to find out
what it is.

I'll tell you
one thing for sure.

He won't be doing
any talking for a while.

It'd be a neat trick
if he could pull it off twice.

Rogers.
Yeah.

I need you to handcuff
and manacle that corpse.

Are you serious?
Just do it.

All right, Sheriff.

Let's see him
get out of that one.

It's really not
the kind of night

you want to find yourself
alone in the dark.

But l--
Shh.

I'm not going
to hurt you.

There's something
you need to do.

You've been wanting
to do it all night.

And now you can.

It'll only take a minute.

And then you can leave.

Pick up the knife.

And now you know
what to do.

This whole crazy business
is aging me before my time.

- Is there any word from Thom?
- Not a peep.

I got a gut feeling
he might already be dead.

If you're right about The Lair,
what are you going to do?

Right now, I don't have
a shred of evidence.

I can't accuse them
of being psycho killers.

I need something concrete
to nail them with.

There must be
some kind of evidence,

something in there
if you just get at it.

Well, the warrant's
going to help.

I just hope I don't end up
looking like a damn fool.

It's too late for that.