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I used to love
looking at the stars.

What do you see?

It's hard to describe.

Not just the points
of light others see.

For me the sky is
lit up like midday.

Is the whole night
like that for you?

It's like living your
life in Technicolor.

All the colors are
brilliant, intense.

I see points of the spectrum
people can't even imagine.

And the people, the people,

the people, they glow,

their breath.

Their blood pulsing below
the surface of their skin.

It's heady.

I wish I could
experience that.

All it takes is a
simple blood transfusion.

I've been branded by a demon.

All I'd need is to
turn into a vampire.

I admit, it does
have its costs.

You'd lose your life.
- I might miss that.

You'd lose the day.

Also one that's hard to lose.

You lose your friends,
your family and you'd lose me,

what we have.

Like you lost Christina.

Like I lost Christina.

This whole vamp
territorialism thing is a bitch.

I suppose it's nature's
way of preventing us

from turning too many
friends and lovers.

It can't be beat?

With control, we can learn
not to kill one another.

Sometimes you wind up regretting
that course of action even more.

People call me a pessimist.

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Detective,
this is a list of what

Melville's family
thinks was stolen.

Get it out to the pawnshops.

Nobody rests until
this is put to bed.

Please, please, you don't
know what you're doing.

You're making a bit mistake.

Then consider
this your chance

to set the record straight.
Go on through.

Who is she?

She says her name's
Felicia Bannock.

Neighbors saw her come away
from Melville's house at 9:15.

The ME places time of death
around the same time.

That's not enough to put her
on the hook for a homicide.

What are the chances
of locking her down?

We've got work to do.

Nobody actually saw her come
out of Melville's house,

there's no physical evidence
linking her to the crime scene,

so basically we
need a confession.

Melville was a drinking
buddy of the Mayor's

and interest in seeing
somebody go down is white hot.

Yeah, well
she's involved, okay.

The moment we flashed
our badges, she ran.

Got halfway to the street
before we caught her.

That doesn't hook her to the
animal that killed Melville.

He was torn to pieces.

The coroner says the gashes
are consistent with a big cat.

A jaguar, leopard, cougar.

Come on, the guy's head

was ripped off
and placed on a table.

That's hardly something
an animal would do.

Well it's definitely
not something

a woman her size could do.
- She has no explanation

for what she was doing there.
- I need results.

I have got to get the press
something before morning.

I'm glad to see it's all
about justice being served.

If we want to keep our
heads on our shoulders,

then we have better find out
who took Melville's.

I know she did it.

And I know I can get
something out of her.

Your clock is counting down.

Just love the support
around here.

I hope we're right.

Oh, come on
Kate, not you too.

You saw her reaction, right?

Whoever Felicia's hooked up
with knows she's been popped.

They could already
be in the wind.

We just wanted to have
a conversation with her.

She didn't give us
much choice, did she?

Look, all I'm saying
is we've got to know

when to cut and run
with this.

We can always set up
a stake out and see if she

hooks up with anyone.
- Or she just disappears.

Listen, Kate,

I know she did it.

It's more than her reaction,

it's more than
the eye-witness account,

I just...

I've got a feeling
about her.

Hey, best case is she
talks, we close this fast.

Exactly, come on.
Let's do this.

What do you
want from me?

We need to ask
you a few questions

about what you did
earlier this evening.

Specifically between the
hours of nine and midnight.

I don't know.
Nothing.

Nothing?
That's pretty vague, Felicia.

- I was at home watching TV.
- Yeah? What was on?

I flip around a lot.

I was watching a police show,
The one with the forensic guys.

Good guess.

Yeah, that was on tonight,
wasn't it?

Your car was seen
driving on Post Road.

A woman matching your
description was seen driving it.

I went out to get some food.
I got a burger.

It's an awful long way
to go from your place.

You can't charge me for
driving around in my car.

No, but killing a man is
still generally frowned upon.

I didn't kill anybody.

So that's why you ran when
we showed you our badges, huh?

How well did you
know Patrick Melville?

I don't know who he is.

Well you see Felicia,
we have an eye witness

who saw you driving away
from the front of his house.

I don't know.
I got lost once.

I stopped to read the map book.
Maybe it was over there.

So you went up to the
door to ask for directions.

And then what happened?

Nothing.
I never got out of my car.

Oh, except for when you
went to the restaurant

to get some food.

- Yeah, that's right.
- Right.

Where did you
say you ate again?

A burger place.

Where'd you go?
Lombardi's?

Yeah, that's it.

Too bad.
Lombardi's was closed.

I don't know,
like I said, I got lost.

I need a coffee,
you want one?

Yeah, sure.
Thanks.

Look, Felicia,

maybe you didn't do this alone.

Hell, maybe you weren't
even part of the murder.

You could have just driving
the car for the guy who did it.

You give us his name
and we're done here.

Otherwise...

you're going to get very
familiar with a six by ten cell

and for a very long time.
You understand?

You have no idea.

Okay Mike,
let me get this straight.

You want to hire me?

I got something that
just came up, a homicide.

That you can't
solve, that you need...me.

Us.

Us, to solve.

- It's complicated.
- Ah, that is my line.

That's just the thing.
It's your kind of case.

Could you turn your head to
the left a bit while you talk?

- Does he have to do that?
- Agh!

You can speak to me,
detective, I can hear you.

And yes, I do have to
draw you Detective.

It's my profession.
I'm looking for inspiration

for a new monthly book
series I'm writing.

You see, the thing is I don't
want to be in your funny books.

It's not going to be funny.

I can assure you detective,
it will be deathly serious,

tragic even.

You were
saying, about your case.

A guy was murdered
in his home last night.

Torn up as though
it were by animals.

His head was ripped off
and ah, placed on a table.

Still less creepy
than china figurines.

You're not going to
make this easy are you?

I'm all ears.

She says her name
is Felicia Bannock.

I think she's in it somehow.

I looked her up in the
database, no criminal record.

Can you place
her at the scene?

That's where
it gets tricky.

I can't tie her
to the actual murder.

And I come in where?

Kate had just left the room,
I was pushing Felicia hard,

and I saw something.

Now it could have just
been a trick of the light,

but I saw her reflection
in the mirror,

and I could swear
her eyes were glowing.

By the time I turned back,
everything was back to normal.

And I'm telling you, it's as
though she was smiling at me.

Like she knew something
that I didn't

and knew that I could
never prove it.

You think she's... different?

I was going to go with
creepy and freakish,

but yeah, different
kind of sums it up.

As to what she is and
how the hell to prove it,

well...that's where you come in.
- Wait a minute.

Don't you have an entire
precinct full of detectives

with shiny badges and guns
and flashing lights and stuff?

I'd like you to
picture Crowley's face

if I brought this to her.

- Oh, so not pretty.
- Yeah.

But the thing is I do have other
cases and there are expenses.

You're not going to let
a little thing like other work

and money get in the way
of helping me here are you?

Who taught you
crazy talk like that?

Oh, I don't know.
Maybe you?

Look, Vicki, I really
need your help here.

Of course.

Thank you.

Thanks for the coffee.
- You're welcome.

Your Lordship.

Constable.

You know I like him.

I'm going to regret
having to draw him

being eaten by hellhounds.

Would you get your coat?
We have work to do.

They need bigger teeth.

Look, Felicia,
we know you didn't do it.

You don't look
like the kind of woman

who would rip
a guy's head off.

The way we
see it, he told you

he was just going to rob
Melville, right?

You were just driving?

That's no way to
treat a friend, Felicia.

Here you are doing him a favor
and he just leaves you

holding the bag,
what's that about?

There was no friend.

So you're telling
us you did it.

You don't listen
too well, Detective.

Tell me, Felicia,
how did you cut his head off?

I didn't cut
anyone's head off.

But you know how it
was done, don't you?

I mean a guy pulling a
simple robbery like that,

you don't rip a guy's head off.

Whoever did it must
have really hated him.

Maybe the guy who
was killed deserved it.

Is that is?

Did that guy deserve to be
killed for some reason?

There are people like
that, aren't there?

Hey, we all
feel it sometimes.

Really, do you
feel it, detective?

Sure.

Everybody's got a dark
side that comes out.

Hmm, suppose they do.

How dark does your's get?

How far do you let yourself go?

What did he
do to your friend?

Did he hurt him?
Cheat him?

What's with the
head on the table?

Is that a statement of some
kind or a warning to others?

Didn't know him.

I don't know why someone
would want to take someone

else's head.
It isn't right is it?

It's not even human.

All right, let's start
this from the top, shall we?

You should have just let
me climb through the window.

Yes, well the whole
point of break-ins

is to keep a low profile.

I think I know a little
bit about break-ins.

Who do you think stole the crown
jewels from the Tower of London?

Yeah, I think the crown
jewels are still there.

If you say so.

You know, for somebody who's
supposed to be a high-end

cat burglar, she sure
doesn't live like one.

Her taste in art leaves
much to be desired too.

Yes, well, we all can't have
wall to wall Van Gogh, Henry.

You know I kind of
like the idea

that Cellucci actually
needs our help.

It makes his smug attitude
much easier to bear.

Don't be petty, Henry.
It doesn't become you.

So you have no intention
of showing him up.

Well, nothing wrong with
a little healthy competition.

At least we know our
mystery woman has a family.

That's not all we know.

We know where that family lives.

Hmm...

Do you think this building
has storage lockers?

Of course she's not
going to keep anything

up in the apartment.
What do you want to bet

this place if full of swag.
Oh my god!

What the..?

Vicki.

It's me.

We found something.

Why is there almost
no records on you, Felicia?

I'm not a joiner.

No school records,
no health records,

hell, not even a library card.

I'm not a big reader either.

Well then what do you
do, with yourself, Felicia?

Tell me, what do you do?

I work, I go home,
I go to sleep.

That's it.

Your manager at
the Bay Street Grill

says you started
seven months ago.

Okay, you caught me.

I sell over priced drinks
to gray haired men in suits.

Is that where you
met Patrick Melville?

I don't know.
I make it a point

not to get to know
customer's names.

I'm getting the sense
that you're not really

a people person.
- Oh, come on Felicia,

pretty girl like you, you must
have a lot of friends, right?

Hmm...
Got a boyfriend?

Are you interested detective?

Is that why you're
keeping me here?

Are you sweet on me?

Oh, I'll tell you Felicia
we'll both be a hell of a lot

sweeter with you if you just
started telling us the truth.

The only truth
you can tell someone

is the truth they're
willing to believe.

Oh... in that case,

you would be surprised at what
I would be willing to believe.

Right now, I believe you're not
quite as lonely as you make out.

You like animals, right?

I work long hours, I don't
have time to take care of them.

Not even for a cat.

You would be surprised
at the size of the cats

some people keep,

right in their own basement.

I wouldn't know.

There we go.

Bannock Farms,
Rural Route 5, Milton.

I'll head up there in the
morning and pay them a visit.

I don't know what
you'd learn from them.

I doubt she would have
consulted her people

before taking up
a life of crime.

Well, from what
I can tell here,

her 'people' are just
as hinky as she is.

I mean, outside of their
driver's licenses,

they don't have school records,
medical records, immunizations.

They've been totally off the
grid for their entire lives.

Neither do I, that
doesn't make me a killer.

Ha. Bad example.

Yeah, anyway's, I'm
going to head up there.

Sometimes the mystery
can be solved

by looking in
the back of the book.

Okay this is good.

Just pull around and
wait for me, okay?

Hi, can I talk to you?

Someone's here.

Hello, Mr. Bannock?

What do you want?

My name is Vicki Nelson.
I'm a private investigator.

I've got nothing
to say to any investigator.

You don't even know
why I'm here yet.

It's about your
daughter, Felicia.

My daughter's gone.

Your daughter has been
brought in for questioning

on suspicion of murder.

I have no idea
what she's up to.

I lost my son a year ago,
my daughter a month later.

Alright, well does your
son still say in contact

with your daughter?

My son is dead.

I'm very sorry.

Look please, you must know
something about her life

in the city, her friends,
her acquaintances.

I know nothing and
I don't want to know.

I warned her about leaving.

I warned her about the kind of
people she'd meet in the city.

Well, there are all kinds
of people in the city.

It's just there's not too
many that tear people apart.

They're not like us.

They're violent and corrupt.

I don't know whether or
not to be insulted by that.

It's time for you to go.

Hey Mr. Bannock, your
daughter know anything

about wild animals?

Why do you ask that?

Well, because the person
Felicia's suspected of killing

was savaged by a wild animal.

Some kind of cat or something.

She knows animals.

Cows and horses.

Dogs and cats.

Right, well then Felicia
or someone she knows

must have kept a cat.

- She didn't hurt anybody! She wouldn't!
- Melissa!

Enough.

She didn't understand
the virtue of discipline.

It's what I've tried
to teach these children.

It's all that separates
us from the animals.

Mr. Bannock,
if you know anything

that might help your
daughter, you should tell me.

There's nothing to tell.

Felicia had a choice
between good and evil.

She went toward
the darkness.

Not she's paying
the price for it.

Wow!

Miss Nelson, I want
you off my property.

So now
all we need to do

is find a reason why this
Felicia would kill a man.

Well it wasn't
a classic animal kill.

I mean, they take out the
throat; they bleed out the prey.

They don't decapitate them.

Well it wasn't done
out of instinct then.

It was done out of hate.

Which raises
the other question.

What about the eyes?

I mean, what do they say?
Demon?

It certainly doesn't
say cocktail waitress.

I've had my
experience with those.

But I have been reading
up on lycanthropy.

Werewolves?

Well, maybe not a wolf.

Shape shifters have been
linked to every animal

from bears to goats to
the South American Encantado.

It's a were-dolpin.

I'm pretty sure
it wasn't a dolphin.

You know what?

The shape shifter
idea's not all bad.

- Oh, it's good.
- Why?

I've been stuck on my
villain for my new series.

Cellucci being shredded
by were-thingys,

now that, that gives me
new inspiration.

- Henry, stay with the program.
- Okay.

So let's say Felicia
is a shape shifter.

That would explain the ripped
up walls in her storage locker.

It would definitely explain why
there was a latch on the inside.

And you know what?
I think the father knew.

I mean, that's why he tried
to keep her at the farm.

When I brought up that the
murder had been committed

by some kind of cat,
he got all twitchy.

Even if he did,
I doubt he'd admit it,

even if it would clear
his daughter for murder.

Lycanthropy.

Mike's going to love this one.

This is
going nowhere.

- She'll break.
- I've been watching

for the last four hours.
She's ice cube cool.

Are we talking about
the same interrogation?

I'm under her skin.
You can see that.

She hasn't said one
thing to implicate herself.

This is a non-starter.

So what are you saying?
That we let her go?

I saying you've had her
for the last 24 hours

and you still haven't
made your case.

The press are into this now,
I'm solidly in the cross hairs

and I need to find
Melville's killer now.

Okay, with all due
respect, we have the killer.

You have until the morning
and then you move on.

- Maybe she's right.
- Kate, you've seen her.

She's playing with us.
Am I wrong here?

She's angry.
If I was innocent and dragged in

for grilling, I might be too.
- I can't...

Mike, you're becoming obsessed.

You call it obsession,
I call it focus.

Besides, there's
more to it than that.

What?

We're supposed to be
working this together.

- We are, Kate, we are.
- Like hell we are.

You're doing what you
always do these days.

Cut me and the rest of the squad
out while you play mystery man.

Kate, you
wouldn't understand,

all right, you just
wouldn't understand.

I don't know if you're
insulting my intelligence

or my loyalty.
Either way,

thanks for the
vote of confidence.

Kate! Kate!

You always did have
a way with the ladies.

I've never had
any illusions.

Look where it got
me with you.

So, what have you found?

Well, I've been busy.

Yeah, did you find the cat?

Ah yeah, I think she
may be the cat.

Some kind of were-thingy.

A were-thingy?

I was trying not to get
all technical with you.

Listen, I found her family.
She has a father and sister

who live on a farm
north of the city.

She also had a brother,
died a year ago.

You think they're
involved in this?

In the murder, no.

They said she left the
farm about a year ago,

which I believe, but
I'm telling you with the father,

my alarm bells just went off.

I mean, he was
definitely controlling,

so much so that it
almost had a like a cult vibe.

So you think he
might be part of it?

I think he knows what she is.

He made references to her
being evil, a black sheep.

I think he was trying
to keep her under wraps

and she wouldn't
have any of it.

If she walks and she
is what you say she is,

who knows who she's
going to kill next.

I don't know.

I just keep thinking,
there's got to be a connection

between her and Melville.

Well it's nothing that
we've been able to discover.

He's old money;
she's a waitress.

We can't find anybody that
can place them together.

Will you let me
look into it?

Yeah, okay, thanks.
I figure I've got one more shot

with her before she
lawyers up and walks.

With what you've given me
here maybe I'll be able

to turn up the heat
a little bit.

- Well, good luck.
- Yeah, all right,

keep me in the loop.
- I will.

Vicki!

I take it Mike's got you
involved in this case?

Involved, wow, that
sounds so official.

We were just bouncing
ideas off each other.

He's hiding information from
his partners and sharing it

with people who spend half
their time off chasing...

Chasing?
Go ahead Kate.

Look, I know what
everyone says about me.

He's starting to believe
in the supernatural stuff.

He's starting to let
it color his work.

You gave up your career but now
he's starting to screw up his.

If you cared anything about
him, you'd leave him alone.

Well, if you knew him,
at all, I mean, like I know him,

you would try trusting
his instincts.

911 operator,
what is your emergency?

I've got a problem, Felicia.

You asking for my sympathy?

I should say 'we'
have a problem

and it's going to take
both of us to fix it.

This has stopped being a game.

I've got some very heavy
hitters breathing down my neck.

And up to this point I have been
trying to come up with excuses

as to how you're
involved in this.

But from this point forward,
I'm going to have to hang

this whole crime
on your shoulders.

Hmm, you see,
I think if could do that,

you wouldn't be
wasting our time here.

You have nothing.

You're right.

You're absolutely right.

You know with you there
are no answers, right,

just questions.

You move to the city
a few months back,

you live like a monk,
you don't talk to anybody

except casual conversations
with your colleagues at work.

I'm happy keeping to myself.

Is that what your
father taught you?

Is your father a good man?
- Leave my father out of this.

Because I've gotta think that
your father would be very upset

to learn that you're hooked
up in this somehow.

I think he would be very
disappointed in you.

He has no other
way of operating.

My family affairs are
none of your business.

Yeah, all the same,

the more I think about
your father, the more

I think he's got to know
what's going on with you.

Maybe he's got himself
involved some how.

He wouldn't hurt anyone.

He can't even bring himself to
hate the people that hurt him.

But you're not
like that are you?

You're not like that at all.

I mean you would do
the right thing

if somebody did something
to you, am I right?

Depends on what they did.

And it depends on what you
think the right thing is.

That is the
question isn't it?

Still I would just love
to go up to the farm

and have a chat
with your father.

Talk about cats;

see if he's seen any up
there around the farm.

Leave them out of it.
They're not involved.

Involved in what?

Felicia, the best way to keep
your family out of this

is to tell me the real story
and you got to do it right now.

You said I could
call for a lawyer.

I want one.

- Don't...
- Get me a lawyer now!

That's a mistake.

That's a mistake.

A call just came in from
a woman who reported seeing

a jaguar stalking her
outside her car.

You think it's the same one?

It's not like
there's a lot of them

wandering around
these parts.

I figure Felicia or
whoever killed Melville,

left the door open
when they left.

Crowley's already saying
the case is solved.

What?
What do you mean?

She's saying it's an animal
control issue, not a homicide.

Look, a jaguar did not
kill Patrick Melville.

Mike, you have to get
your head around this.

Felicia might not
have done it.

We may be barking
up the wrong tree

with this were-cat thing.

A woman just called in
a sighting of a jaguar.

Listen,
even if she's not the cat,

that doesn't mean that she's
not somehow controlling it.

Felicia just
asked for a lawyer.

If I don't come up with
something real quick,

she's going to be out of here
in a couple of hours.

Okay, just stall her.

We're on our way to
Melville's right now.

If I find anything,
I will call you, okay?

- All right.
- Bye.

What are we
looking for?

Anything that will
connect Melville to Felicia,

photos, contact information.

Henry, look at this.

This guy's got an entire library
devoted to shape shifters,

skin walkers and lycanthropy.

So he had an interest.

Are you suggesting
there's a connection?

That he had a were-cat fetish?

Not quite,

but I'm wondering
about you now.

Wow...

Oh my god, there's more?

Wolf, Tanzania.

Gazelle, Montana?

Wild boar of Greenland,
that doesn't make any sense.

Jaguar, Ontario.

I think I just realized what
happened to Felicia's brother.

You think her brother
was a shape shifter too.

You think they were
all shape shifters.

All human
and Melville knew it.

He found the ultimate thrill;

hunting humans and
getting away with it.

I need confirmation.
Felicia's father is hiding

something in that barn.
We need to find out what.

Ouch.

I can't believe
my client has been sitting here

for over 24 hours
without being charged.

That, in and of itself,
is worth taking action over.

She was offered
representation.

She declined.

Felicia Bannock did not
realize how easily

an innocent person
can be railroaded

by interested parties
looking to secure a conviction.

There was no
witch-hunt going on here.

You're client was
identified in the area

and tried to run
when we talked to her.

People are
frightened of police.

Cops like you give
them good reason.

She has information
vital to a homicide.

My client says otherwise.

She is not walking
from this Mr. Pressman.

That's exactly what
she's going to do.

And with a formal apology,
now how sweetly

that apology is delivered
will help determine

how much we'll go for
in damages.

We'll start
the paper work.

Maybe you can join me
at my desk outside.

I'd love too.

I'm just going to
be right outside.

This isn't over,
Felicia.

It's not nearly over.

Oh yes it is.

Great!
Total darkness;

just the thing for a girl
with night blindness.

We're not alone.

Oh, that so
does not sound good.

Stop, Alyssa.
You don't want to do this.

Henry.

What are
you doing here?

It was you last
night, wasn't it?

Trying to take the
focus off your sister.

I shouldn't be
talking to you.

If you care about what
happens to her, you should.

We were at
Melville's house.

We know why your
sister went there.

Yeah, Melville
killed your brother.

He studied us.

He knew what we were and
he killed him anyway.

You knew?
Your father too?

My father believes
that we should stay hidden;

that we can't take action

against those people
who hurt us.

Revenge is never
a wise course.

Melville was
a powerful man.

But where would my
brother get justice?

Where would the other
people Melville killed?

Felicia couldn't close
her eyes anymore.

But how did she know
it was Melville?

She was there that night.

Robert and Felicia
had chased a deer

in to the trees
by the lake.

Melville knew
where we hunted.

He was already there,
set up with his rifle.

He shot Robert
in the belly.

He didn't want
to take a head shot

and put him
out of his misery.

That would have
destroyed his trophy.

I am so sorry.

My father said that we
should forget Melville,

but Felicia couldn't.

How did she find him?

It took a while,

but believe it or not,
my people are good hunters.

Your 'people'?

We've lived
among you forever.

It used to be that we could
own our land and hunt freely.

Now there's less to hunt
and my brother proved

that we can become the prey.

Do you know what it's like to
have to hide your true nature?

Intimately.

We have to talk
to your father.

He won't
listen to you.

The only thing that is
important to him is staying

out of the world's
line of sight.

The cop who arrested
your sister is my friend.

He'll understand
about Melville.

My sister is not a killer.

What she did
wouldn't change her.

But your father wouldn't
believe that, would he?

He would do anything
to keep our secret.

He's going to kill her.

Mike, it's me.
Look, I'm at the farm.

We just found out that
all of Felicia's family

are skin walkers.
Melville killed their brother.

Look, I need you to keep
Felicia at the station

for at least an hour okay,
just keep her there.

I will explain
everything later.

The father is on his way.

I think he's going
to try something.

Henry, we have to go.

- We'll be in touch, detective.
- Oh, I can't wait.

Listen, I know what you
are and I don't care

what the hell you change
yourself in to.

I'm going to find out
what happened that night.

All right, that's enough, huh?

You think you know
what I am, but you don't.

You don't know who the sinner
was or who was sinned against.

I know that a man was killed

and I'm going to find
out who did it.

You do that, detective, but
you should ask yourself first,

who's hunting who?

You've already abused my
client enough, detective,

don't make it any
worse on yourself.

Let's go.
Let's go!

Mike, we had to let her go.
We didn't have a case.

If she did it,
we'll find a way to prove it.

Yeah, maybe.

Mike, it's me.
We just found out...

- Mike.
... all of Felicia's

family are skin walkers.
Look, I need you to keep

Felicia at the station
for at least an hour okay,

just keep her there.
I will explain

everything later.
The father is on his way.

I think he's going
to try something.

Where you going Mike?

Trying to stop somebody
from getting hurt.

We can't work like this.

When are you going
to let me in?

Kate, I will tell you
as soon as I can, all right?

You're going to
have to trust me.

I'll call you, okay.

Is this what you want,
Felicia?

You want to kill me?

You want me to kill you?

I just found out what Melville
did to your brother.

Get out of the way,
detective.

- Who the hell are you?
- I'm her father.

Put the gun down.

I have a responsibility.
She killed a man.

And we both know
what that man did.

No one else has
to die this evening.

We can't
hide forever.

Melville knew what we were.
He would have told someone.

And how long before they would
have come to get all of us?

You gave in
to your base nature.

The evil within you.

It wasn't evil,
it's what we are.

He killed Robert.

Two sins don't make it right.

Neither would
killing your daughter.

Daddy.

Daddy, I did
what we had to do.

You know that.

I did what you didn't
have the strength to do.

What could I have done.

Who would have seen
justice done for my son?

Maybe three people
in the whole world.

And they are here in this
parking lot right now.

We're done.

Go on.
Take your daughter home.

Daddy.
Ohh...

Come on.

Go on.

Nice work.

See, you didn't need
our help after all.

You showed great
tolerance, detective.

Yeah, it was almost
sensitive.

Almost...

I'm now chasing
were-cats...

How did this happen,
Vicki? What am I doing?

We're not quite sure.

But if you're still
working Animal Control,

I think a skunk got lose
in my underground garage.

Yup.

I hate him.