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No, no, no, no

Don't hurt, hurt, hurt me

No, no, no, no

Don't hurt me, hurt me

No, no, no, no

Oh no

No, don't hurt

Don't hurt

No, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Partner, you got a rare imagination

when it comes to cuisine.

What's wrong with the dog?

Ugh.

What's wrong with the dogs?

Not much.

They end up in the back seat.

That's disgusting.

What time is your therapy?

I don't know.

I give this about another hour.

That's it.

Larson's gonna be pissed.

You stay outside until at least Happy Hour.

Big deal.

Because of that dork that I take the stupid sessions anyway.

You got off easy.

You could have been suspended for six

months for what you did to him.

You got to control that temper of yours, Bobby boy.

Thank you, mom.

Shit.

I wish I'd have been there to see it.

Did you really stick his whole shoe in his mouth?

Nah.

There were laces still hanging out, you know.

You should have seen him.

Hey.

Do you think, uh, I stick his other shoe in

that Harvard grad mouth of his I could get a couple of sessions

a week with that foxy psychiatrist?

Mm, mm, mm.

Well, I bet she tastes as good as she looks.

Maybe I should've married your old college professor.

She's like, 10, 20 years older than her?

Stop.

Stop it.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Look at this.

Yo.

Hey, baby.

Dang.

What's slapping?

Ooh, nothing but your lips, officer.

I ain't a cop.

Are we cops?

No.

Nah.

Hey, would I be hitting on you if I was a cop?

Give me a break.

I do more cops than paid customers.

She's cute.

Hey, I tell you what.

Why don't you give me a sample?

It'll keep me going for the rest of the day.

What do you say?

Hmm?

Give me a, uh, peek of the inventory there?

You want a sample.

That what you want?

OK.

Enjoy.

Mother--

Hey, hey, hey. Hello.

Did you see what she just did?

Check it out.

There he goes.

Walking down the street like he owns the city.

Hello, Henry Herodonti.

We got you, scumbag.

Would you look at that?

He cracks me up.

Looks sweet enough to date my sister.

I mean, seriously, does this guy look like somebody

who fillets hookers for kicks?

Cuts off their ears for trophies?

Not until the judge says so, partner.

That's painfully true.

Yeah, Bobby here.

Listen.

We got him west on 3rd.

Walking west on 3rd.

He's shopping-- it looks like.

Right?

Hey, listen.

We don't take any chances this time.

We wait. You got it?

He ain't jackpotting me a second time.

Yeah, I know. I know.

We wait till he produces the cutlery.

I got it.

And then some.

I got it.

Aw, man.

He ain't hard to please.

I'd give her one.

Why did you bring me to a hole like this?

I like it here.

I paid to do it wherever I want.

You got a problem with that, bitch?

No, no, man.

For 20 bucks extra, I got a room we could use, you know.

It's got a waterbed in it.

It's a lot more comfortable than this baby.

A lot nicer.

And I can do some things to--

You're paid for.

Hey, I know, man.

That's cool.

You ain't going nowhere.

Hey, man.

What are you doing?

You like some of this?

Would you like to?

No.

That's too bad.

Man, I'll do anything you say.

What're you waiting for, Bobby?

No, man.

No, you're hurting me!

Stop it.

Stop it!

He's doing it, Bobby.

He's got there, for God's sakes.

No.

No, goddamn it!

Oh god-- look out.

Come on, Henry.

Hey, Bobby!

You all right?

Bring his ass.

How do you feel now, motherfucker?

Psycho Corc.

I heard about you.

Beating up your own people?

You keeping tabs on me, Henry?

Huh?

- Are you spying on me? - I hear you got a shrink, dude.

Yeah, you must be nuttier than me.

I am.

Corcoran!

Corcoran!

Put him down!

Shut up!

I said let him go.

He wants me to let you go, Henry.

Well, you heard the man.

Asshole.

You like that, huh?

Come here.

Corcoran!

Goodbye, Henry.

Jesus.

You really are an asshole.

What?

What'd you say?

Come here, Bobby. Come on.

Let's go.

Come on.

I don't treat tardiness.

I got held up.

You got held up?

That's an ambiguous phrase.

Well, these days that usually means that

it's none of your business why I'm late,

and I'm here anyway, so--

I'm sorry.

I've been on a stakeout since dawn,

and I've had nothing but coffee.

So why are you smiling?

Because we got results.

Congratulations.

How does it make you feel?

Is that a standing up question or a lying down question?

There's only one type in this office.

Excuse me.

Have you been drinking this past week?

No, I've been pissing a lot.

So I guess I have.

How much alcohol have you been drinking?

Come on.

Steel doesn't call for me to quit drinking.

Cut it out.

Have you had any more of your blackouts?

You say it like I invent them.

Look, I fall asleep, and sometimes I wake

up in a different room, OK?

If I'm asleep, how do I know if I blacked out?

It's called sleepwalking.

Ah, bull.

I know what sleepwalking is.

What you mean is, have I beaten up anyone lately in a mad rage,

right?

The answer is yes.

Next question.

Do I still dream about my dad?

Yes.

Next question.

Have I given any more thought to visiting him?

Yes.

But the answer is still no.

You're irritated today.

No, I'm just bored.

I don't even know why you tape these sessions.

Probably all sound the same.

What are you doing?

What?

You getting laid much?

No.

Liar.

What are you doing?

There's only one type of question in this office.

Wait.

Martha?

Detective Corcoran is my last appointment today.

You might as well go home.

I'll be fine.

Thank you.

Ugh, you didn't call me all week.

That's why you're such a bitch today.

Well?

The typical response to rejection.

What, it look like I'm rejecting you now?

Do I look like a bitch now?

No.

Oh, baby.

Good session today?

Yeah.

Hey, sorry for giving you shit about her.

Can't be any fun.

It must get pretty rough in there.

Ooh.

Hey, uh, next time she starts smacking you around,

I want you to tell me about it, OK?

She's wet for you, Bobby.

What?

The barmaid.

She wants you in her.

Troy, you have a serious deprivation.

I know what that means.

You told me that.

See, that's 'cause I'm married, right?

Huh?

You single guys stick it anywhere you want to.

Like you don't.

Hell no.

I can only stick it in where I pay for it.

See, believe it or not, I love my wife very much.

We just don't enjoy doing it anymore.

That's all.

I mean, we're like teenagers in love all the time.

We just-- you know, we don't do the stripping thing.

Mhm.

Not since she had the kids.

Mhm.

She'd break my heart if she ever found out.

But a man's got to get laid, right?

Hey.

You know--

I bet you could walk up to this gal over here

and say just about anything to her.

She'd take you home and suck the bedsheets--

I got to go.

Let go of my jacket.

Hi.

What are you doing after work?

You know, when you came in here,

you were cute and respectful.

Now you're drunk and horny.

Yeah, talk to me again when you're cute and respectful.

But I'm-- my shirt.

Bobby, you get cold tonight.

Now you can't lose with this connection.

Man, you know I don't do whores.

Man, I told you I don't do whores.

Oh, come on.

You don't like complicated women.

They don't come any less complicated than this.

Go home to that wife of yours, Troy.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

No.

Coming in, Bobby.

It's me.

Don't shoot.

Coming in.

It's Troy.

OK.

So?

What, did your wife finally wise up and decide to kick you out?

Don't even joke about that.

Oh, that's my Bobby.

Mm.

She still here?

What?

Where'd you find this?

You don't share your little secrets with me.

Partners with you for five years.

You still don't show your little adventure to me, man.

Hey.

We got to go.

Henry escaped.

I'll wait for you downstairs.

Henry Herodonti has escaped.

Now, we begin by setting up surveillance units in and

around some of his old haunts.

How?

What was that?

How did he escape?

Well, he stabbed an attendant with a--

an eating utensil he stole from a meal.

And then he took the attendant's keys.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Attendant?

What-- what window?

Where the hell was he?

In Olive View.

A mental institution?

Who the fuck sent him to a mental institution?

I did.

Why?

It's none of your business, Corcoran.

But I believed I needed more evaluation of your report.

Evaluation?

Hey, you got six of his ex-girlfriends

down at the city morgue.

None of them would pass a float test, you understand?

What the hell is there to evaluate?

That's about enough, Corcoran.

And you and Rooney can pick up his trail in Olive View.

Now, I assume that his first intentions

would be to change clothes.

Excuse me, sir?

What?

Uniforms just found a Popsicle in the Wilshire District.

Popsicle.

I'm sorry.

Homicide.

They think she's a hooker.

Yeah, where?

They're over at Beachmore and Tunis.

That's right by your place, isn't it?

Yeah.

Can we be excused?

You keep eating that stuff, you're gonna die.

I get it.

Yeah, right.

Get some soda too.

Thanks.

Hey, where's that chick last night?

Come on.

Yeah, let me have a dog.

One dog or two?

And two sodas.

One dog.

Best dogs in the city right here.

That'll be $3.

Yeah, hang on.

Troy, lend me a few bucks, will you?

You spent all your money?

I had 100 bucks last night.

I don't know what happened.

I know this girl.

Would you say you knew her, Rooney?

Yeah, her name is Jodi.

She works at the Enchanted Escort agency in downtown.

Downtown.

Well, she couldn't have been working around here, then.

Her body temperature puts her death at about 2

o'clock this morning.

Knifed?

Severely.

If you turn her head, you will notice

an all too familiar trademark.

Her left ear has been cut off.

We certainly had the son of a bitch.

She has no underpants--

assuming she was wearing any.

She had $100 on her.

We'll find out if she turned a trick

just before she got knifed when we get her back to the lab.

Watch the temper, Rooney.

Sent the scum back to--

Olive View, dork.

Man.

Where's Enchanted Escorts?

Bobby, that's the number I gave you last night.

- Where is it? - Come on, I'll take you there.

- Come on. - No, where is it?

Wait, I want to go there alone.

Why don't you track, uh, Henry's movements after he escaped?

All right?

I just want to go on my own.

All right. You staying the night?

Yeah, it's in the book.

Hey, you.

She didn't do what?

Come on in.

It's open.

That's because our girls don't do that.

Well, if you paid her, you should have asked her if she'd

do it before you paid her.

Hey.

Wait a minute.

You know how to do it?

Yeah?

Go do it to yourself.

We provide an escort service.

You want something else?

That's between you and the girl.

It's got nothing to do with us.

It even says in our contract that we

absolutely discourage it.

So what do you want?

Oh.

You ever seen this before?

Yeah, it's Jodi's.

Yeah.

Yeah, she in jail?

No.

Worse?

She's dead.

Oh sweet God.

Where?

Downtown.

You sick cops.

Meaning what?

She screwed enough of you.

Where were you when she needed you?

You were at home with your wives, I suppose?

You happen to know who her last trick was?

No.

But you could find out, couldn't you?

Why should I?

Why should you?

Because I'm sure there's a lot of your friends

still out there on the streets.

Think about it.

Hello?

It's me.

I need to talk to you.

You shouldn't call me here.

What's wrong?

OK, then just meet me at my office.

I'll be there.

Darling, I have to go to the office--

oh.

I thought you were upstairs.

One of my patients is having a problem.

What about dinner?

I shouldn't be that late.

Is he a cop?

Yes.

OK.

See you soon.

Anne, what's a person in a blackout capable of?

Anything they feel strongly enough about when

they're conscious.

A phone call?

Conversation?

There have been cases.

There's a classic case of a man who left his bed one night

and drove 80 miles to find his wife a toaster she wanted,

and the store was closed, and he broke in.

The wife found the toaster in the morning, and the man--

he didn't remember anything.

Bobby, I contacted the prison that your father was in.

They kept none of his records.

I don't know specifically what he suffered from,

but I don't believe that blackouts

in collusion with maniacal tendencies are hereditary.

Yeah, but you don't know that they aren't.

Do you?

You don't.

Maniacs tend to display certain signs

of abnormal excitability such as hysteria,

frenzy, flights of fancy.

You have none of those.

What about temper?

Hmm?

Larson?

You remember what you did to him?

Yes.

Then it wasn't a blackout, was it?

What's wrong?

I think I killed a girl.

A whore.

And you don't know?

You don't remember anything?

No.

Did you know her?

Of course not.

Why do you think you did it?

I don't think I did it.

I suspect I could have done it.

What does Homicide think?

Ah, this is getting nowhere.

Get out of here.

Bobby, when was the last time you saw your father?

The day they took him away.

I still think you should see him.

Stop it! No!

Stop!

Lisa?

You OK?

I don't want you here.

Get out.

Lisa?

Yeah, what do you want?

I just want--

Now this ain't none of your business.

Just get lost, huh?

Hey, I don't think you know what you're doing in there.

I just want to know the lady's fine.

There ain't no lady in here.

You want to move that, or you want to lose it?

Look, just show me the lady's fine, and I'm on my way.

OK?

Yeah, sure.

You all right?

Yeah, just get him out of here.

N-- no!

Stop!

Bobby, stop it.

Bobby, you're gonna kill him.

Stop!

Come on, stop it!

Stop!

Jesus Christ.

I thought you were gonna kill him.

You OK?

I need a drink.

Why didn't you just show him your badge?

I like to keep it in reserve.

Oh, I see.

You like to beat him to death first, right?

And then, if you really want to get him,

you show him your badge.

Sounds like the only other cop I know.

What was his problem?

I wouldn't do it without a rubber.

Your boyfriend?

Hell no.

I picked Hank up on the beach.

- Ah. - I know.

I don't look like the type that picks men up off the beach

and brings them home just for sex, do I?

What do I know?

What can I tell you?

I like salami.

I just eat it with the skin on.

It's a pity.

It's a pity, pity.

I don't normally do neighbors.

It's OK.

Neither do I.

Yeah, you probably wouldn't have the energy

anyway after last night.

What do you mean?

I'm sorry.

It's just me being nosy.

- Sorry. - For what?

You were in and out of here like a gopher.

I was home by midnight.

Yeah, maybe the first time.

You got home finally around 3:00 AM.

Are you sure?

Mhm.

I couldn't miss those lovely locks.

You were wearing that jacket too.

OK.

Ah.

Thanks for the drink.

Anytime.

Thanks for remodeling my apartment.

Maybe we should invite Hank round next week,

and you two can put in a skylight together, huh?

Nah.

Dear Bobby, if you get the chance,

please come and see me.

Your father.

Yo, Bobby.

Troy.

Are you there, Bobby?

Yeah.

Well, I was looking for you.

You want to come down and join me for a drink?

I'm at the local.

No.

You all right?

What is it?

Well--

well, I got some stuff on Jodi.

What?

Well, coroner confirmed her time of death

around 2:00 AM.

She had sex some time before that-- maybe as

much as two hours before that.

But there was no sperm.

So whoever did it either used a rubber,

or he didn't get his $100 worth.

Excuse me.

If you're not catching all of this, just-- just say something,

and I'll speak up, all right?

Just give me a minute all right, sweetheart?

And she was killed with a slim, serrated knife.

Now the problem is that some details that just

don't fit, such as teeth marks.

Now Henry used to like to slap his babes around and then

bite them between the thighs after he killed them,

but in Jodi's case, there were no teeth marks.

So either Henry lost his appetite, or it wasn't Henry.

Yeah, well, let's say somebody's trying

to make it look like Henry.

That'd be my guess.

But the next question then is why?

Bobby, are you there?

Uh, yeah, Troy.

Do me a favor, will you?

Can you come over here?

Now?

Yeah, now.

You all right?

I'll tell you all about it when you get here.

Yeah.

Bobby, it's Anne.

Are you OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, I'm worried about you.

Look, Anne, I got to quit the therapy, OK?

Why?

Um, I'm gonna to let the boys take over.

Investigate me.

If it's me, they'll find out.

Bobby--

I got to go now.

I'll call you.

Troy, is that you?

I'm gonna cut your eyes out, Corcoran.

You killed Jodi, you--

What you talking about?

Henry?

Yeah.

Want to get a beer?

Yeah.

What do you want to see me for?

Wait, wait a minute.

There he is.

Detective Corcoran, can we have a comment?

Do you mind?

You have to tell us what happened.

Did he have to die?

Does he have a record?

Did he have a weapon?

What evidence do you have?

Well, was it self-defense?

Tell me something, Corcoran.

Could you have arrested him?

Yes.

If you'd have been with me, Lieutenant.

Hi.

How are you?

Fine.

Is there some rule that says I can't come to the precinct

and visit my patient?

Look, um, Anne, uh, I told you I can't be your patient anymore.

Even though you know you didn't kill the girl.

Yeah, especially.

Look, I, uh--

I think I was just getting too inside myself to be any good,

you know?

I mean, I really believed that I killed that hooker.

Scared the piss out of me.

That's all.

That's why you should continue therapy.

Excuse me, Bobby.

Miss.

I got a message for you earlier this morning,

from a woman named Nicole.

Said she had something for you.

Oh yeah, thanks.

OK.

Anne, um-- look, uh, it doesn't mean

that we can't still--

If I wanted that, I'd get that anywhere.

You're very generous, though.

Another?

Sure.

What happened to your eye?

Shark wrestling.

Drunk.

Well, I would never wrestle a sober shark.

I'll tell you that.

One of these times, I'm gonna catch you between celebrations.

I don't suppose you'd settle for drunk and respectful.

Well, that would leave you cute and horny in the morning,

and I've got an early day job.

But don't give up, OK?

I won't.

OK?

Partner.

Man, I'm just celebrating here all by myself.

She dumped me again, you know.

You look like you could use a drink.

I'm following up on Henry's movements from Olive View.

There's no way.

Escaped at 9:00 PM, Bobby.

So?

That'd give him five hours to get to Jodi.

When he escaped he snuck into the back

of the kitchen staff's van.

They found his jacket.

Van didn't pull out of the main gates until midnight.

And the cooks live up in Oxnard.

They didn't stop all the way there, and the back of the van

stays locked.

Only way out is through the front.

I gave him less than an hour to get back to LA and grab Jodi.

There's no way.

Something else-- we found Henry's apartment.

There were 11 ears, each in their own little bag,

tagged and dated, right?

None of them belong to Jodi.

I'm telling you whoever did Jodi is still out there, Bobby.

Yeah?

It's Troy.

I'm at Benton and Hill Vista--

about eight blocks from you.

We got another Popsicle.

Get over here.

You know her.

You what?

You look like shit.

Nicole Miller.

Recognize her?

Enchanted Escorts.

Knife jab.

She's got an ear missing.

Looks like Henry left a sicko fan out there

to carry on his good work.

I didn't think she'd turn tricks.

She didn't, Bobby.

A couple of bums up the street saw her arrive about 1:00 AM.

They noticed her because they said she looked like she

was waiting for somebody.

Kept looking at her watch.

Next time they noticed, she was gone.

Presumably she met whoever it was she was waiting for

and ended up here.

Sure you don't know anything about this?

No.

You're sure?

Of course I'm sure.

You got a light, Bobby?

Where is it?

I don't f--

She had it in her hand, Bobby.

You didn't meet her here?

You don't know anything about this?

I only talked to her the first time.

Phew.

Bobby, I want you to go home, all right?

So I can sort this out.

Would you do that for me?

Would you go home?

Bobby?

Just so I can sort it out, and then we'll take it from there.

All right? It's gonna take some time.

Will you do that for me, Bobby?

All right, all right.

Just go home and you stay there, all right?

Just stay there.

Slow, the door swings open to my mind

Light streams in and ghosts go running down the hallway

Shadows closer to the great unknown

Disguising what they're saying

Concealing what they've shown

Oh Lord, have mercy

Twisted thoughts go turning round and round

It feels like I'm drowning in my own misunderstanding

Shades of gray turn into black and white

And color my confusion

With what is wrong or right

Oh Lord

Have mercy

I'm begging you, please

Oh Lord

Oh Lord.

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Mercy, yeah

Devil's got the key into my brain

Hear his shouting

And he's calling out my name now

And the clause runs to insanity

An avalanche of memories

Is falling down on me

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Please have mercy

Chaos raging like a firestorm

Won't be satisfied until my life's in ashes

Take me closer to my destiny

I'm trying to get to heaven

When hell is all I see

Oh Lord

Have mercy

I say it again

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Yeah

Who is it, Maria?

Thank you, Maria.

What are you doing here?

Are you crazy?

Yeah.

Bobby.

You can't be here.

I have guests.

Stan.

Shit.

I don't know what I'm doing.

Call me at my office tomorrow.

I need to talk to you.

I've got to talk to you now.

No, no, no.

Oh Lord

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Lord have mercy

How much darker can the darkness grow?

Reaching out

But there is nothing to hold on to

Clouds of doubt are hanging over me

There's no one left to talk to

I want you to hear my plea

Oh Lord

Have mercy

I'm down on my knees

Oh Lord

Please have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Yeah?

You sure you want to be here?

It is me.

I'm afraid to sleep.

Take it.

Better?

You have to change the dressing.

Do you have any bandages?

Kitchen drawer, by the stove.

Have you thought--

-that maybe you're being framed?

Of course.

It's just nothing fits.

Someone in your past, someone you arrested?

Nobody knows me that well.

You didn't go to your people?

No.

Come on.

You need a hot shower.

You'll feel better when you're cleaned up.

Keep the bandage dry.

Oh no

No, no, no

Oh no, no

Oh, ha, ha, ha

No, no, no, no, no, no no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no

Anne?

Hello.

Who is this?

Um, is Dr. Richmond in, please?

This is Dr. Richmond.

I mean, uh, Dr. Anne Richmond, please.

Who is this?

Um--

This is, uh, Mr. Jones.

Tom Jones.

Uh, listen, I just wanted to catch

Dr. Richmond before she left.

I can't make my morning appointment.

I don't know where Dr. Richmond is, Mr. Jones.

Well--

Come on, Anne.

Dr. Richmond's office.

Yes, is Dr. Richmond in, please?

Sorry, I don't expect her

for about another 10 minutes.

Ah, shit.

Desk.

Yeah, Detective Corcoran.

Were there any homicides last night?

Women?

Detective Corcoran, where are you calling from?

My apartment.

Would you be so good as to stay there?

Why?

What's the problem?

Just stay inside your apartment.

Listen, pal.

Can you tell me there were any homicides last night?

I just want to know.

I'm sorry, Detective Corcoran.

No, wait--

Give me Lieutenant Larson.

Hey, neighbor.

So what's going on?

I'm looking for someone.

Oh, if you mean your girlfriend,

she didn't spend the night.

Wait, what?

She left around 4:00 AM.

Are you sure?

I wasn't gonna miss the recipient of what sounded

- like your greatest performance. - Wait, wait, wait.

Are you sure it was her?

I was praying for her.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

How's your place?

Oh, well, it still looks a little bit

like the Davidians' last stand.

I found the coffeemaker intact, though.

Do you want a cup?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'd love one, actually. Yeah.

Let's go.

Hey, you can't see that well from here.

You can't see my door.

How do you recognize people at night?

I can't.

But if I see them when they come up-- you know,

what they're wearing--

I know it's them when they leave.

Oh, looks like something's going on.

I think they're coming into this building.

Oh.

It's that maniac cop, Troy.

Well, how do you know him?

I know him.

How?

He's a friend of yours, isn't he?

How do you know him?

He's the only other cop I know.

Son of a bitch damn near killed me.

Why?

I used to fuck him.

I mean, just a couple of times.

I met him in the hallway outside your apartment.

Anyway, I just-- I made a wise crack.

I didn't even mean it.

What did you say?

He's married, isn't he?

I asked what he thought his wife would think

if she knew what we were doing.

Right?

He got completely pissed off.

Grabbed me really hard.

And I told him if he didn't let go of me,

I was gonna pick up the phone and call

her myself and tell her, right?

Talk about the pace car leaving the track.

The guy went completely nuts.

You know what he told me then?

He said that if his wife ever found out,

he would kill me first, no matter who told her.

Bobby?

Hey, they're going into your apartment.

Well?

Aren't you gonna go over there?

They're here for you, aren't they?

So what's going on?

Lieutenant.

Who are you?

He's in there.

Corcoran!

Corcoran!

Douglas, get on the radio.

He's headed to Wilshire.

Are we convinced now?

Because he runs?

What did you say?

I said because he ran?

Look, I realize you're a friend of his,

but I'll handle it from here on out, all right, Rooney?

You pointed the finger.

Hey.

Uh, that jacket, uh--

how'd you like $5 for that jacket?

Huh?

Yeah.

Gosh.

I got $3.

OK, $3 for the jacket, please.

OK.

I really need it.

All right.

The key's in here.

Remember that.

Whatever you say, pal.

Mommy

No, oh no, oh no, no

No, no

Son.

Come in.

It's been a long time.

I'm making some coffee.

How about joining me?

Come on.

OK.

I can't stay long.

Sit down.

You're gonna make me hurt my neck.

I'm shocked you're here.

Still a cop?

Homicide.

Oh.

You look kind of messed up.

Guess it's all that undercover stuff, huh?

Why'd you come?

It ain't 'cause I wrote you, is it?

Tell me about the blackouts.

Why do you want to drag all that out?

Because I need to know.

Tell me something.

All these years, did you think I was crazy,

or just a plain murderer?

Guess it doesn't matter, huh?

No, it does matter.

Why is that?

Well, are you crazy?

Or just a murderer?

I was both.

I saw you beat her to death.

I saw her laying there, dead.

And you beside her.

I was trying to find the will to kill myself.

Then I decided she wasn't worth it.

She was a bad stepmother, a bad wife.

She cheated all the time.

She cheated that night.

Can you remember killing her?

How can I forget?

That night, did you black out?

I was headed towards the gas chamber.

My lawyer was a sharp young kid right out of school.

He told me I had blackouts.

He told you?

Never had a blackout.

Never had a blackout in my life.

Ever.

It was a bullshit insanity plea.

The judge bought it.

Thanks.

That's it?

Hey, I don't want your money.

I know.

I ain't got anything else to give you.

Bobby, am I gonna see you again?

Well, Pop, the only memories I have of you give me nightmares.

Can I help you?

You new here?

I got promoted.

You know Nicole?

Yeah, I knew her.

Who are you?

Oh, wow.

Aw, that's gonna get you special privileges.

Robert.

You're tough, aren't you?

Well, it's an occupational necessity.

You got a name, tough one?

Yeah, I got a name.

What is it?

Sammy.

I want Jodi's client list.

I want 10 inches for Christmas.

I don't know.

I think we're both shit out of luck.

You know, Nicole was gonna give me that client list.

Look, your guy already came for the list, all right?

What?

Your guy already came for the list.

- Who? - The cop.

- What cop? - I don't know.

- What'd he look like? - I don't know.

Try.

I-- I don't know.

He's medium build, blond hair.

I want to see that list.

All right, fine.

We'll do this.

I want you to tell him that Detective Corcoran is here.

And tell him I said to send a unit over right away.

When the unit gets here, I don't want

to wait more than 5 seconds for that list

or I'm gonna run you in for obstruction, got it?

Is the list all you want?

Yeah.

Right there.

Look, it's all-- it's all nicknames and codes, OK?

What's this all mean?

What does this code mean here?

It means caught.

What about this little sign here?

After his last visit?

That means he's a beater.

I don't know.

He must have beat Jodi up so bad she didn't want to do him again.

Jodi liked getting smacked around, too.

What?

That's not your only copy.

Come on.

Look, I can't, all right? I can't.

Why not?

OK, the other list is encoded,

and if my boss finds out--

What, he's gonna be pissed off?

Look, Nicole kept an uncoded list in case any of the clients

got out of hand.

She could, um--

Oh, maybe she could blackmail 'em.

No, it's just to protect the girls, you know?

She never used it.

I know that.

No, never.

Right.

She wouldn't, by chance, be blackmailing somebody?

Maybe even a cop, huh?

I don't know what you're talking--

Think hard, Sammy.

I don't know.

I-- really, I don't know anything that you're--

I'm gonna give you five seconds.

And then I'm gonna start tearing up this place, and you in it,

if you don't give me that list!

1, 2, 3--

OK!

4!

OK!

Here!

Here's your list.

Thank you.

So who's the beater?

Hmm?

It's right there.

Troy Rooney.

Who was Jodi's last trick?

Down here.

Cop.

Bobby Corcoran.

Bobby.

Hi, Sue.

Hi.

I, uh-- I need to speak to Troy.

Well, he's not here.

OK, uh, how are you doing?

I'm fine.

And you?

I'm OK.

You know?

I guess I'll go see if I can find him.

Hey.

He's not taking this very well.

He doesn't believe you did it.

I can tell he doesn't.

Nor do I.

Thanks.

Wait, hold on.

Jennifer, could you go watch TV, OK?

Look, I'm not sure if he wanted me to tell you this,

but he went over to your friend's house.

A psychiatrist.

Anne?

Went over to Anne's?

He always calls me and tells me where he's going.

He doesn't like me to worry.

Most of the time he's telling me the truth.

That's OK.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Hello. Hello, Anne.

This is Troy.

Troy Rooney.

Bobby Corcoran's partner?

Uh, hi.

Yeah, hi.

Do you have Bobby's therapy tapes there with you?

His tapes?

Yeah.

Do you have his therapy tapes there with you, yes or no?

Well, yes, I do.

All right Bobby's probably on his way

over there right now.

I think he has an idea-- you know,

something about these murders.

He's coming here?

How do you know that?

Your office was broken into I believe it was

Bobby looking for his tapes.

My office when?

Tonight.

Bobby's not entirely with it, is he?

Is he?

No, I--

I suppose not.

I'm on my way over there right now.

I don't want you to move till I get there, all right?

I-- I don't understand.

It's simple, lady.

You just stay put till I get there, OK?

When I get there, I want to come right in.

Is that all right?

OK.

I'm coming in, OK?

OK.

Hey Richmond.

Who the hell are you?

Troy Rooney, Homicide.

What gives you the right to just barge in like this?

Your wife invited me.

What do you got there, Dr. Richmond?

You know whose hair this looks like?

It looks like my partner's, Bobby Corcoran.

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

Do you know Bobby?

No, I've never met him.

He's got a leather jacket like that too.

Look, detective, maybe you should

tell me what this is all about.

That's your jacket?

Yes, of course it's mine.

You know, they found black leather

underneath the fingernails of one of the dead hookers?

It doesn't mean a damn thing unless you

find the matching leather.

But you find that--

oh, it means everything.

You know about anyone running around

out there dressed like Bobby?

Running around out there killing hookers?

You want to tell me about it, Stan?

I'm talking to you, Stan.

It was jealousy.

I understand that.

Not mine.

Hers.

Your wife's.

She killed those girls.

I was covering up for her.

Why would Anne be jealous?

Maybe jealous isn't the right word.

Maybe obsession is more accurate.

She was obsessed with Corcoran.

I could have stopped her if I suspected her sooner,

but she caught me off-guard.

When did you find out?

I've known from the beginning that she was having an affair,

but I didn't realize how obsessed she was with him.

She would listen to that tape over and over and over again.

I found the jacket and the wig a few days ago.

I didn't want to believe what I suspected until your call

a while ago.

I was listening in.

And you weren't jealous?

No.

I know her needs.

You see, I'm impotent.

Anne!

How could you?

He's lying.

Did you kill those girls?

Were you jealous of Bobby?

Jealous of what?

I'm in love with him.

What have you done, Stan?

Anne, don't.

What about the tapes?

I always take the patient's tapes home to study

them, for Christ's sakes.

So I taped them.

I always knew Bobby was innocent.

You know what.

I think?

We're gonna take a ride downtown.

You slut.

I wasn't jealous.

I got over that after the first guy you screwed.

I was just tired of it.

Anne.

Anne!

You lie to yourself to think that I

killed those girls because you were fucking that Neanderthal?

I wasn't setting him up so much as I was setting you up.

You see, the idea is that you are Bobby's next victim.

Detective Rooney was lying when he said that Bobby was

coming here to get a reaction.

I fell for it.

Point to him, but I am gonna win the game.

Because, you see, in a way, he's right.

Bobby is here.

He's here to kill you.

Detective Rooney tried to stop him, and so Bobby killed him.

What about you?

Oh.

I'm sure that someone saw me driving off earlier,

and I'm sure someone's gonna see Bobby leave wearing

his familiar leather jacket.

I'll come back in a half hour or so and discover the bodies.

Bobby.

Jesus.

What happened?

Little bad, Troy.

Shit.

Hang on, buddy.

Hang on.

In the house, man.

Stan's our man.

He stuck me.

Fuck him.

You hear me?

Fuck 'em all, Troy.

OK?

I'm gonna get a medic, OK?

Where's Stan?

Bobby, stay with me.

You're a good buddy, Bob.

Oh, Jesus.

I had it figured.

I thought it was her.

It was him.

What a dork, huh?

Some cop.

I knew it couldn't have been you, Bobby.

You could have never done all those things.

You're a crazy motherfucker.

I'm sorry.

It was all my fault, man.

This is my fault.

Fuck 'em.

Go to hell.

I love my wife, Bobby.

I love my wife.

She knows it.

Can you hear me, Troy?

She knows.

She knows, you know.

Fuck.

Troy?

Troy.

No.

Oh, shit.

Why weren't you satisfied with what we had?

You!

Come on!

Hey!

Stop it.

Stop it!

Stop.

- He's dead. - What?

He's dead.

OK.

He's dead.

Slow, the door swings open to my mind

Light streams in

And ghosts go running down the hallway

Shadows closer to the great unknown

Disguising what they're saying

Concealing what they've shown

Oh Lord, have mercy

Twisted thoughts go turning round and round

Feels like I'm drowning in my own misunderstanding

Shades of gray turn into black and white

And color my confusion of what is wrong or right

Oh Lord

Have mercy

I'm begging you, please

Oh Lord

Oh Lord, oh Lord

Have mercy

Mercy

Devil's got the key into my brain

Hear his shouting

And he's calling out my name now

Calling my name now

At the crossroads to insanity

An avalanche of memories

Is falling down on me

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Chaos raging like a fire storm

Won't be satisfied until my life's in ashes

Take me closer to my destiny

I'm trying to get to heaven

When hell is all I see

Oh Lord

Have mercy

I say it again

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Yeah

Oh Lord

Please have mercy

Lord, have mercy

Oh Lord

Have mercy

Lord have mercy

How much darker can the darkness grow?

Reaching out

But there is nothing to hold on to

The clouds of doubt are hanging over me

There's no one left to talk to

Oh, won't you hear my plea?

Oh Lord

Have mercy

I'm down on my knees

Oh Lord

Please have mercy

Lord have mercy