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(eerie, foreboding music)

(shouting)

Damn it!

(grunting) (skittering music)

Where is it?

Please, please.

(grunting)

(shouting)

(grunting) (skittering music)

(jumbled, echoing voices) (grunting)

Stop it, I want it to shut up!

(jumbled voices)

Get out of my head.

(jumbled, shouting voices)

[Disembodied Voice] You hate that school.

You hate any school.

(shouting, jumbled voices)

Do you have any left, Samuel?

You need to take your pills, son.

I haven't had any in four days!

You can't do that, you know that, Samuel,

you know that, son!

I took my last one this morning, Dad.

They're all gone.

Oh, no, every day, every day, son!

If you don't, look at me.

It'll be the end, Samuel.

You can't go back!

Oh, but don't you worry, don't you worry, son.

I'm gonna find some money, that's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna find some money,

and we're gonna get you some pills.

Don't you worry, that's what I'm gonna do.

I'm gonna find some money.

- Don't give him any. - Go out and buy pills.

[Disembodied Voice] Where's the TV Guide?

(shouting, jumbled voices) (grunting)

Come back here, I'm not done!

He's ignoring me.

(shouting, jumbled voices) (baby crying)

(shattering crash)

(shouting, jumbled voices)

(cracking) (jumbled, shouting voices)

This isn't happening!

(crunching) (jumbled, shouting voices)

Dad?

(crunching) (shouting, jumbled voices)

(screaming)

Guy's going crazy in there.

He hasn't come out of that room for a week now.

He's got a kid in there, too!

Okay.

Two months behind on his rent.

I want him the hell outta here!

[Cop] All right.

Dad, what are you doing?

Can't you see them, Samuel?

They're trying to destroy me,

but I won't let that happen.

See what, Dad?

Can't you see them?

This the one?

Yeah.

Gimme the key.

- Wait over there, sir. - All right.

(dark ambient music)

(knocking)

[Cop] Police, open up!

(panting)

Get out of here and leave us alone!

They're here, Samuel, they're gonna take us away.

- Dad. - No, it's too late, son.

It's too late!

You get outta here or I'll throw you out.

Just take it easy, Mister.

Drop the razor.

Nobody's gonna hurt you.

Easy.

Come here, son.

No!

(pulsing wail)

(banging)

Holy shit.

(gun clicks)

I told you to leave us alone.

(pulsing wail) (groaning)

Dad, no!

(pulsing wail) (groaning)

Stop!

(pulsing wail)

(crunching) (pulsing wail)

(snapping)

Oh, Samuel, I'm sorry.

No!

(gun booms)

(clattering)

(whooshing)

(pulsing wail)

Son, don't do it!

Come with me.

(dark music)

(camera pops)

[Cop] That's right, he's up there now.

[Photographer] I'm all finished, sir.

How ya feeling?

I'll be okay.

Still hasn't said a word.

I'm gonna have to take him to Chatsworth.

Psychiatric?

You saw what they did.

I'm not sure what I saw.

How are we gonna write this up in a report?

[Cop] I'll take care of it.

Just go on home and call it a night, all right?

[Cop] Thanks, Sarge.

You got any relatives or friends I could call?

[Cop] You guys take him to the stable now.

(dark music)

Let me know what time it is.

Keep it roped off upstairs.

Police line, no approaching.

I got the paperwork, Freddy. - All right.

You hungry?

(dark music)

He looks like he hasn't eaten for days.

[Sarge] Probably hasn't.

[Woman] What's his name?

Samuel.

He saved my life.

Sleep tight.

Oh, he's adorable.

Don't get too attached to him, Margaret.

I have to take him to Chatsworth tomorrow.

[Margaret] Chatsworth, why Chatsworth?

[Sarge] I told you, he's not like other boys.

How so?

Well, I'm not sure, but, whatever it is,

it drove his father insane.

[Margaret] He looks like a normal little boy to me.

I'll be right in.

Try to get some sleep, son.

(dark music)

We found this at the apartment.

Ephemerol.

He had over a dozen of them, empty.

Do you know what this means?

No.

The boy might be one of them.

One of what?

I was right, he has an enlarged hypothalamus.

- What's that? - He's a scanner.

A scanner?

Years ago, a drug used to ease the pain of pregnancy

was found to develop abnormalities in the fetus.

Lift your shirt.

Those who survived developed

extraordinary telepathic powers.

They could actually read a man's mind,

influence his actions.

That's incredible.

Yes, but there were some terrible side effects.

Because their senses are so keen,

most go insane from the sensory overload.

Well, what about the pills?

Ephemerol is a scanning suppressant.

If he takes it every day, it blocks

the flow of telepathy, but, if he doesn't,

well, you've seen the results.

In a few days, the degenerative process gets irreversible.

He won't control himself.

He'll become a time bomb, ready to explode.

Hey, take it easy, Doc.

Rare and fascinating breed.

I can't wait to do some more research on this subject.

Wait a second, what is that?

This is radioactive glucose.

It'll give us a clearer picture

of what's going on in his brain.

(tense music)

Easy, boy, I'm just gonna inject you with this harmless dye.

[Sarge] Yeah, like hell you will!

Let's get outta this nuthouse.

Think of the progress I could make in brain research.

[Sarge] Find yourself another guinea pig, Doc.

(buzzing)

That child is dangerous, you're making a serious mistake!

(buzzing) (groaning)

(solemn music)

[Attendant] Come on, it's bath time.

(solemn music) (shouting)

Damn scientists!

You okay?

He said that if you take these pills, you're gonna be fine.

Listen, Sam, my wife and I never had any kids of our own.

I don't even know whether we'd be any good at it.

But what I'm trying to say is that you can stay with us,

if you want.

(soft music)

All right then.

Let's go home.

(soft music)

(dramatic music)

Officer Samuel Staziak.

(quiet, martial music)

Officer Staziak, welcome to the force.

[Samuel] Thank you, sir.

(dramatic music)

Excuse me, I want everyone's attention.

I'd like to propose a toast.

You've worked real hard for this, son,

and I'm proud of you.

Hear, hear.

- Hear, hear. - Congratulations.

Officer Staziak, your first assignment

is to cut me a big piece of this cake.

(chuckling)

Yes, sir.

[Party-Goer] He can do it now.

Congratulations, Sam.

Thanks, Mom.

I'm nervous.

[Party-Goer] Here he goes.

Oh! - Yeah!

(dark, sinuous music)

(door bell rings)

How's it going, Kim?

- Hey. - It's pretty quiet tonight.

Yeah, it's Monday.

Hey, Kim, if you got fresh coffee,

we'll take two cups to go.

(gun bangs) (groaning)

(gun bangs) (grunting)

(dramatic music)

(gun bangs)

(tense music)

So how do you like living in the hills?

It's okay, it's nice, it's quiet.

We miss you down here.

I miss you, too, Mom.

I got some laundry in the car.

(chuckling)

(ticking music)

How you doing, Jerry?

(ticking music)

You all right?

Yeah, everything's okay.

(ticking music)

(whooshing)

(pounding music)

Hey, how's it going?

What's up? (groaning)

Stop!

Freeze!

(gun bangs)

(phone rings)

Harrigan.

(people chattering) (soft music)

(sighs) Who?

I'll take care of it.

[Cop] He didn't have any priors,

not even a parking ticket.

- Blood? - Clean.

- Any witnesses? - Two.

Both said the killers were acting strange

and had these crazy eyes.

Crazy eyes, what are we supposed to do with that?

I'm putting you in charge

of this investigation, Lieutenant Brown.

I want full autopsies. - I'm already on it.

But, hey, I don't get it.

I mean, two regular Joes suddenly decide to whack

a couple of cops, and both on the same night?

Let's just hope it's a coincidence, Lieutenant.

Pretty fucking weird coincidence, don't you think?

(soft, dark music)

(tinkling)

(soft, dark music)

Front page, Doctor.

Police officers killed in separate incidents.

Commander Harrigan says that the incidents are unrelated.

I'll show them unrelated.

What does the future hold for the Commander, Zena?

Let's see.

(dramatic music)

Death!

[Man] Not so soon, I think we should play with him first.

(Zena giggles)

Grab your gear, Staziak.

So they stuck me with the Commander's son.

I hope you don't expect any special treatment.

- No, sir, never did. - Good.

Kid, you picked one hell of a time to be a cop.

So what do you say we keep you

from being the next statistic?

I'll take that.

What are those?

Vitamins.

Let's go.

(soft music) (cops chattering)

(pulsing music)

Take a look out there.

It ain't pretty.

If you wanna survive these days,

you gotta keep your eyes open

and see below the surface.

[Samuel] How's that, sir?

[Cop] It's like a sixth sense,

just know when something's not right.

[Dealer] Here it is, fellas, what's up?

- Forget it, man. - You pay the man.

Look, I don't have time for this, man.

Where's the money?

- You pay him. - Yo, I don't have time

for this, where's the money?

How about a free week?

Come on, free?

Move, move!

(siren bloops)

[Cop] All right, hold it right there, Eightball.

[Eightball] Hey, Riley, how you doing there, buddy?

Long time no see.

Nice of you to ask, Eightball.

[Eightball] Yeah.

Been a while, huh? - Turn around.

- Sir. - Turn around!

On your knees, hands behind your head.

What's the problem?

Officer Staziak, good of you to join me.

- What's going on? - Yeah, what's going on?

Riley, look, man, you know me, I'm just hanging out.

You can't arrest me for that.

Shut up, scumbag.

Officer Staziak, open that trashcan and look inside.

Yes, sir.

Whoa, what do we got, new job?

It's my financial aid, Riley.

Hey, I'm in school, man, you'd be proud, you know?

I'm straight, man, I'm telling you.

Got it.

Got what?

Riley, you set me up, man,

what's up? - I told you to shut up.

Hanging out, huh?

You're gonna doing a lot of hanging out

where I'm taking you.

- Man, I got rights! - What'd I say?

Welcome to the neighborhood.

I'm back for some of that good coffee, Karen.

(dark music)

The doctor will be with you in just a moment.

[Cop] Thanks.

Hey, Doc, got time for another gangbanger,

or should I staple him up myself?

Sit him down.

So, how's business, Doc?

They keeping you jumping?

(whooshing)

(pulsing music)

Doc! (groans)

(thudding) (grunting)

(phone rings)

[Harrigan] Harrigan.

Pete, yeah, it looks like we got another coincidence.

Where?

- County Hospital. - I'll be right there.

He snapped, just like the others.

The only thing they have in common

is they all come into frequent contact with cops.

- Like a million other people. - Yeah.

And, look, I got this for you, too.

What is it?

We found it on him.

Look at the other side.

"Unrelated Commander."

There's one guy doing this. - Yep.

- Get it to the lab. - You got it.

He's in a complete state of catatonia.

Why?

I don't know.

No alcohol, no drugs, nothing.

Look, Doctor, I need answers quickly.

My men are dying out there.

I will do my best, Commander.

But I can't read the man's mind.

(quiet music)

What about that car?

Two male whites, 25 to 30.

One, black jacket, the other, a green T-shirt.

License, 5-2-4-Nora-Zebra-King.

No hits.

You're learning quick, kid.

Let's go.

Where we going?

To check out the place where Eightball works.

Okay, you're clear.

(ticking music)

Afternoon.

Can I help you guys?

Yeah, pretty hot outside today.

My partner and I thought we'd cool off

in here for a while.

Yeah, not without a warrant.

A warrant?

Now why would we need a warrant

to cool our heels in a place that makes ice, huh?

[Worker] Hey, hey, don't touch that.

Hey, partner, they got snow in their ice.

(exciting music)

Look out!

(pulsing wail)

(groaning) (pulsing wail)

Staziak?

(groaning)

(quiet music)

See you downtown.

Thanks, Dakota.

[Dakota] Yeah, good night.

Bring him over, here you go.

Watch your head.

More vitamins?

Forgot to take them this morning.

[Cop] You're gonna take 'em down, huh?

[Cop] Yeah.

Come straight with me, Staziak.

What the hell happened back there?

Forget about it.

What I saw wasn't normal.

Then keep it to yourself, okay, partner?

[Dispatcher] 19-A-12, come in.

All right, I ain't gonna argue with the Commander's son.

Thanks, Mike.

19-A-12, go.

[Dispatcher] 19-A-12, return to the station.

Have Officer Staziak report to Captain Dodd, code two.

Roger, on the way.

Wonder what the captain wants with me.

(dramatic music)

(knocking)

Pete, I mean, Commander.

Jim, can you excuse us for a moment, thanks.

Have a seat.

Sir?

Forget the formalities.

Sam, I got a big problem, and I need your help.

Anything.

Well, it's this cop killing case.

Police officers are being killed by ordinary citizens,

and we don't know why.

What does the one in custody have to say?

Nothing, he's catatonic.

I got a shrink working with him,

but she's coming up with nothing.

Sam, I never thought I'd have to ask you this,

but you're the only one that can come up

with what's going on inside of his head.

You want me to scan him?

That means not taking my pills.

Why are you asking me to do this, Pete?

You saw what happened to my father.

I know.

But it would just be for a short period of time.

We'll be very careful, Sam.

Please, more cops may be murdered.

With your help, we might be able to save their lives.

I'm sorry, Pete.

I'm really sorry, I hope you understand, but.

(somber music)

You're right, son.

Forgive me for asking.

ls that all?

Yes.

(dark music)

Mr. Jones!

Hi, Mr. Jones.

Don't worry, it's a harmless neuroblocker.

You'll be okay in a couple of hours.

(dark music)

So what do you want from me?

Zena tells me that you're a Vietnam vet.

You had terrible experiences there, didn't you?

Proceed, Zena.

I've got a little surprise for your boss Harrigan.

When you see this uniform, Mr. Jones,

you will relive the horrors of your past.

What is that, no, no!

Don't you... - No, no, no, no, no,

relax, Mr. Jones.

I've done this many times before.

(Mr. Jones screams)

(whimpering) (dark music)

[Riley] Morning, Officer.

Morning, sir.

So what brought your old man down here yesterday?

I'd rather not talk about it.

We got a golden rule around here.

No fucking secrets from your partner.

He wants me on the cop killing case.

[Cop] It's my towel, pal.

(tense ambient music)

Listen, Sam, the Commander's a smart man.

He asked you to be part of that investigation

because he believes you can help.

[Cop] You know we got that game over there.

You don't understand.

Damn right I don't understand.

Would you just let your buddies get killed

when you can do something about it?

Hey, Marvin, see the fight last night?

(machine gun rattles) (speaking foreign language)

(gun booms) (groaning)

Halt! (gun booms)

Look out! (gun booms)

(guns bang)

(cops chattering)

It's okay, it's okay.

(panting)

It's okay.

Mike.

Mike?

Commander, what's wrong?

76 was just hit.

Two officers dead, one wounded.

What, right in the station?

Yeah.

It's Marvin Jones, he was a janitor there for 12 years.

Son of a bitch.

What about Sam, is he all right?

Sam's okay.

Who the hell is doing this?

(dramatic music)

Okay.

Go ahead.

(dramatic music)

Command set up.

Are we up?

[Cop] Not just yet, sir.

How much longer til we're up and running?

30 minutes.

I want security posted at every station.

You got it.

Sergeant.

Excuse me, Commander.

[Pete] Sam.

Where's the intern?

(dramatic music)

Thank you.

What are you talking about?

I'll explain on the way, let's go.

[Woman] That's no problem at all.

(dramatic music)

Dr. Alden, can I talk with you?

Commander.

(dramatic music) (gasping)

Get him out of here!

I'll explain later.

(dramatic music)

What was that about?

I don't know.

Commander?

It's the uniform.

Damon Pratt has been programmed to kill cops in uniform.

My bet is it's the same with the other two killers.

You mean brainwashed?

Essentially, yes.

So how do we stop 'em?

For starters, I suggest we eliminate the trigger.

Order your men out of uniform.

Come on, Doctor, I can't put my men

into plain clothes based on your hunch.

You've been reading too much sci-fi, Doc.

Oh, and what do you propose to do, Lieutenant?

Sam.

I'd like you to meet Officer Samuel Staziak.

Hi.

Hi.

This is not proper procedure.

Even if Officer Staziak is a scanner,

he may cause irreparable damage to the subject.

Who's gonna be responsible if that happens?

If it happens?

The guy has cottage cheese for brains.

You said it yourself, Doctor, he's unreachable.

I'm ready.

(pulsing wail)

[Brown Voice over] This is bullshit.

Excuse me, Lieutenant, but this isn't bullshit.

(pulsing wail)

Something's happening.

What's going on?

I think he's made a telepathic connection.

(pulsing wail)

Are you okay?

(pulsing wail)

[Cop Voice over] So, how's business, Doc?

(menacing laughter) (pulsing wail)

Doc, hey, Doc. (groans)

(pulsing wail)

(Samuel groans) (thudding)

[Dr. Alden] Oh my God.

[Pete] Sam, what is it?

(panting)

I need some water.

Sam?

Doctor!

(dark music)

(knocking)

Sam?

I'll be right out.

(dark, swirling music)

Are you all right, Sam?

What happened with Damon?

I saw fragments of what was in Pratt's mind.

Bits and pieces of his memory.

He was in the emergency room

and Officer Dooley came in with a gangbanger

and Pratt saw him and started hallucinating.

Dooley changed form into some kind of creature or something.

This is unbelievable.

What are you on, Staziak?

What's the point?

Brown!

I believe you, Sam.

Then I grabbed the scalpel and I-

You grabbed a scalpel?

Pratt grabbed the scalpel, okay, Pratt!

Pratt.

And he attacked Dooley, except it wasn't Dooley,

it was Pratt's hallucination.

[Nurse] Code 42.

Oh no, it's Pratt.

(dramatic music)

No pulse.

He's gone.

What, what is it with you people?

We're supposed to feel sorry for this guy?

He stabbed Dooley to death!

Are you finished, Lieutenant?

Dr. Alden, you take care of the autopsy.

You set up a video link for the whole division.

First thing tomorrow, I wanna talk to my men.

Sam.

I won't ask you to scan again.

I'm fine, really.

I'd like to stay on the case.

All right.

You get some rest, and I'll see you tomorrow.

Okay.

(pulsing music)

(dark music)

No!

Oh, God, please, don't hurt me!

Give me the money, all I want is your money.

Give it up!

[Woman] Take it, take it!

(dark music)

[Thug] What is this shit?

Where's your money?

[Woman] Right here, just take it.

[Thug] Give it to me!

- There's nothing in here. - Shit!

What the hell you doing, huh?

What are you doing?

(woman whimpers)

Police, freeze!

Shoot him, shoot him!

(pulsing wail)

I can't, I can't move my arm.

[Thug Voice over] I'll take him myself.

I know what you're thinking, pal.

- ls that right? - Yeah, that's right.

[Thug Voice over] Dumb shit.

Call me that again and I'll take it personal.

(pulsing wail)

(Samuel shouts) (thug groans)

(moaning)

Now, drop your weapon.

Get down on your knees and put your hands behind your head.

How did you do that?

Power of suggestion.

[Man Voice over] Mason, yeah!

(shouting)

(skittering music)

(jumbled voices) (soft music)

[Woman Voice over] Come on, let's go, guys!

[Man Voiceover] Come on, Tony, move, move, move!

(jumbled, shouting voices) (soft music)

I gotta control this.

(jumbled, shouting voices) (soft music)

(birds tweet)

[Dispatcher] Attention, all department personnel,

in a moment, Commander Harrigan will be speaking

to you over closed circuit broadcast.

Please, stand by.

In response to recent attacks on police officers,

the city is on tactical alert until further notice.

No civilians are to be allowed access

to the stations or police installations.

Vacations and days off have been canceled.

Also, effective immediately, all uniformed officers

will only wear civilian clothing while on duty.

(laughing)

Oh, poor Harrigan. (laughs)

(dark music)

We finally made it to plain clothes.

I knew we would, yeah.

I want you all to be extremely careful,

consider everyone a suspect.

That's all.

[Director] And cut, okay, thank you, people.

I just hope that'll buy us some time.

Oh, you did a good job.

Officer Staziak, I heard about

that bust you made last night, good job.

Thanks, Pete, beginner's luck.

[Pete] How you feeling today, huh?

Okay, for now.

Okay, Lieutenant Brown, fill him in.

Well, where do you wanna start?

With some good old fashioned police work.

Come on.

The case file, Staziak, take a look at it.

I'll go get the coffee.

With cream.

Please.

(dramatic music)

Posterior to the tympanic membrane.

Microscopic puncture, you're right.

Officer Staziak said he felt a pain in his ear.

We oughta check this out.

(saw whirring)

You already read these, Staziak?

Yeah, thanks.

The reports mention evidence you found

on the intern Pratt.

Yeah, it's right over there.

Come off it, don't tell me you're gonna try

that psychic stuff on the evidence.

Go ahead, open it, it's been dusted.

No prints were found.

(dark music)

What is it?

It's what Damon saw.

His hallucinations. - Lieutenant Brown,

Officer Staziak, Commander Harrigan

wants you to meet him at County Pathology.

We're here live in front of police headquarters,

where we've just discovered that Commander Harrigan

has issued a peculiar order in apparent response

to the rash of attacks on local police officers.

For an unspecified time, all uniformed officers

have been ordered to report to duty in plain clothes.

This is Brenda Carothers, Channel One News.

Well, well, well, well, well.

Clothes do not make the man now, do they?

An extremely high close of a hallucinogenic compound

was injected into his brain.

What does this substance do?

Hallucinogens are known to make the mind

open to suggestion.

During that critical period,

these men were imprinted with the command to kill.

Manchurian Candidate.

Exactly, programmed assassins.

That can't be true.

I thought so, too.

Studies have proven you can't make a man kill.

Unless he thinks he's killing something else.

That's what I tried to explain to you yesterday

after I scanned him.

This is what Damon saw.

I found it in the evidence file.

He thought he was gonna kill it.

(pulsing music)

Wanna know your future? (gasping)

Okay, all right, thank you.

Lieutenant, can I get you anything?

- No. - Good night.

Did you get anything?

Nope.

The manufacturer says they've sold

over a thousand decks of this particular tarot card

in Los Angeles alone.

Only in LA.

Looks like the order's working, Lieutenant.

Yeah, for now.

Look, why don't we just call it a night,

and get a fresh start in the morning, huh?

Okay.

Can I buy you dinner, Officer?

I've got a gun, we'll eat for free.

[Dr. Alden] Great.

(tense music)

See you tomorrow, Detective.

Okay, pick you up at eight.

(tense music)

Don't be late.

(tense music)

Hey, sweetie.

Guess what, I'm gonna be in plain clothes,

at least for a little while.

Mm, that smells good.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

You don't sound so good.

Maybe this will make you feel better.

Please, not now, honey.

Come on, babe.

Don't make me have to put you under arrest.

(knife thunks)

All right, lady, you asked for it.

Up against the wall.

(whooshing music)

(cracking) (growling)

Drop it. (screaming)

(growling)

(grunting) (screaming)

Thank you.

You know, if the side effects were eliminated,

your ability could be a real asset in my profession.

Not interested.

As soon as this is over, I wanna

just forget about it, okay, Doctor?

Joan.

How about some dessert?

Sorry.

(dark music)

Here, you can have it.

Thank you.

Sam, thank you.

But you should conserve your energy.

(soft music)

Do you want...

Sam, what's wrong?

Just a little headache.

When did you last take your pills?

Couple of days ago.

Sam, I don't wanna lecture-

Shh.

Let's just eat.

(somber music)

(horn honks)

Come on, hurry up, get your pants on.

We're gonna be late for roll call.

(horn honks)

(tense music)

Rick! (knocking)

(tense music)

Rick!

Rick!

(tense music)

My God.

(cops chattering)

You look like hell.

So do you, Dad.

Where is she?

Inside.

(cops chattering)

Hey, you guys are gonna need one of these.

Smells like hell in there.

How long has it been?

Maybe 14 hours, but an oven was left on,

and you know what heat will do.

Listen, I want you to come and see me,

and we'll talk, okay? - Okay.

(tense music)

[Joan] Where's his wife?

In the garage.

It's the only place you can breathe.

(dark music)

Okay, we're set up, okay.

(dark music)

Sarah, I'm Dr. Alden.

You're gonna be okay.

We're just gonna run a test.

(dark music)

Hi, Sarah.

Hi, my name's Sam.

I'm here to help.

Are you ready, Doctor?

All set.

Okay, let's see what we can find.

(droning wail)

[Rick Voice over] All right, lady, you asked for it.

Up against the wall.

(growling)

(screaming)

The badge, Kopek's badge caused her to hallucinate.

Badge?

They've changed the trigger.

I can't put my men on the street without badges.

(dark music)

She's reliving the attack.

(screaming)

Over and over again.

(droning music)

She sees him as an insect, a huge insect.

It's all right, Sarah.

(dark music)

Let's go back, okay?

I need you to go back to what happened yesterday.

I wanna know who did this to you.

(droning music)

[Zena] Come, Sarah.

Come with me.

(droning music)

[Samuel] I'm in a small, dark room.

[Man] Frightened of insects, my dear?

(dark, jittery music)

(screaming)

What is it, what is it?

(dark, jittery music)

She's being imprinted.

Who did this to you, Sarah?

(dark, jittery music)

Come on.

(dark, jittery music)

(screaming)

Show me his face.

(dark, jittery music)

Just look at him.

She's hemorrhaging.

Come on, Sarah.

Sam, stop!

Get a medic!

We gotta get her to a hospital.

I was almost there, why did you stop me?

(cops chattering)

[Cop] Let them through, please.

I almost saw his face.

He's in Sarah's memory.

I've gotta scan her again.

You're not going anywhere near her.

Commander, can I speak to you for a moment?

He could've killed her.

But he didn't.

Only because I stopped him.

He's beginning to lose control.

He needs Ephemerol.

All right.

Sam...

I'm not losing control!

Sam, listen.

The doctor's right, Sam, you need your medication.

I saw where Sarah went the day she was imprinted.

If I can retrace her steps-

You're running out of time, Sam.

And I don't wanna lose you.

Just give me another day, one more day.

That's all I'm asking, Pete.

[Cop] No, not til the coroner leaves.

[Cop] What are we running to now?

15 minutes?

You got it.

(pulsing music)

[Pete Voice over] More cops may be murdered.

With your help, we might be able to save their lives.

(pulsing music)

[Doctor Voice over] Their senses are so keen,

most go insane from sensory overload.

(pulsing music)

[Pete Voice over] You're running out of time, Sam.

And I don't wanna lose you.

(pulsing music)

[Doctor Voice over] If he takes it every day,

it blocks the flow of telepathy.

If he doesn't, well, you've seen the results.

(pulsing music)

[Joan Voice over] He's beginning to lose control.

(pulsing music)

[Doctor Voice over] That child is dangerous!

You're making a serious mistake!

(pulsing music)

[Zena Voice over] Come, Sarah, come with me.

(pulsing music)

Come, Sarah, come with me.

(pulsing music)

[Woman Voice over] What's this cop doing here?

What do you want from me?

[Man Voice over] Man, what'd he do with my stuff?

I gotta find my stuff!

[Woman Voice over] The universe is expanding.

Oh, I have to get there.

(pulsing music)

(bell tinkles)

(dramatic music)

Welcome to your future.

You've had a rough childhood.

Orphaned at a young age, were you not?

Yes.

[Zena] I sense a serious bout with evil.

You may or you may not survive.

If you do, you'll live a long and fruitful life.

[Samuel] I see.

What is it you do for a living?

I'm a contractor.

Hmm, a career change will soon occur,

possibly into law enforcement.

(tense music)

What are you doing?

(tense music)

You are very powerful.

Sarah Kopek, I don't know what you're talking about.

(gasps) All right, she was here.

I told her fortune, and then she left.

- You're lying. - No!

Stop!

(panting)

Your session is over.

(dark music)

[Samuel] Keep the change.

(bell tinkles)

(dark music)

- Who is he? - He's a cop,

and he has incredible psychic power.

Interesting.

We're gonna have to find out more about him

then won't we, my dear?

- Cheeks? - Thinner.

[Sketch Artist] How's that?

He had a scar across his forehead.

Okay.

More like this?

The right side of his face looked flat,

like he had some paralysis or something.

No, not fat, flat.

Isn't there some faster way to do this?

If I don't feed Betty an image,

she won't know what suspect to pull up, now will she?

- Excuse me. - Hey, what?

Hello, Betty.

My name is Sam.

Let's talk.

(pulsing wail)

Would someone mind telling me

what the heck is going... - Shh.

(beeping) (pulsing wail)

This is the man.

- Glock. - I don't believe it.

You know him?

Yeah, I knew him, six years ago.

Karl Glock was a doctor.

A neurosurgeon, to be more precise.

Successful and well-respected, at first,

until he was fired by the hospital

for conducting unauthorized brain experiments.

He lost his license and disappeared.

Then we got a tip that he was holed up

in Red Rock Canyon, kidnapping unsuspecting teenagers,

testing them with drugs and God knows what else.

[Karl] This will open up your minds,

enable you to understand my teachings better,

and unite us against all those who don't believe.

We were ordered to take him out

by whatever means necessary.

(tense music)

Doctor!

(tense music)

[Cop] Freeze, get down on the floor!

- Go, go! - This way!

[Cop] Jump back, move, move!

(gun bangs)

(tense music)

(gun bangs) (groaning)

Hold it!

(gun bangs)

(tense music)

(gasping)

[Pete] Could've killed him when we had the chance.

Says here he's supposed to be serving

a life sentence at Chatsworth Mental Institute.

No, he escaped about a year ago,

never been found, til now.

Harry, get a SWAT team together.

We're gonna take this guy out for good.

[Harry] Yes, sir.

Sam.

Huh?

I'm proud of you, son, you did a good job.

Go home and take your medication.

It's not over yet, Pete.

This guy is after you.

There's no way I'm leaving you alone.

(tense music)

Positions, wait for the signal, go!

(tense music)

Positions!

Come on, wait, wait.

We don't know what he's got in there,

so let's be real careful.

[SWAT Leader] Go!

(tense music)

Move out, go!

(tense music)

Code Four, Lieutenant, the place is empty.

[SWAT Member] Hold it.

Son of a bitch!

Put out a teletype, Lieutenant.

I want this bastard found.

Good operation, men, we just missed him.

Dr. Alden, I want you to go to Chatsworth Institute,

and see if you can come up with some clues

as to what Glock's up to.

- Yes, sir. - What is it, son?

You did everything you could.

Doc, will you give my son a ride home?

He needs rest and Ephemerol.

(clattering)

Coffee?

Drink it at your own risk.

Sam, you've gone three days without your Ephemerol.

You look like you're reaching your threshold.

I want you to take these.

No.

- Sam, I want you... - No!

I'm going with you tomorrow to Chatsworth.

I'm sorry, I've already lost one father.

(soft music)

All right, but then I'm staying the night.

(soft music)

On the couch.

Try not to dream too loud.

(dark music)

[Harry] Hey!

Now, would you like some assistance, Lieutenant?

(tense music)

Where are they?

All empty!

(jittery music)

(groaning)

(dark music)

Where are they?

(dark music)

Got any more days?

You can't do that.

You know that, Samuel, you know that, son!

(dark music) (whispering voices)

Day, every day.

If you don't, look at me.

(dark music) (groaning)

(dark music)

Sam, can't you see them, son?

They're trying to destroy me.

(dark music)

No!

[Joan] Sam?

Sam?

(Samuel panting)

Are you all right?

I'm okay.

(soft music)

(skittering movie)

A scanner.

Dr. Krench used to talk about them.

Fascinating.

And he's the Commander's son.

This is getting interesting.

(dark music)

The bullet blew off his skull

like it was baseball cap.

We replaced it with a titanium plate.

Was the surgery done here?

Yes.

20% of his brain was damaged.

Yet, slowly but surely, he recovered.

It was amazing.

The doctor was fascinated by Glock's intellect and charm.

He had the ability to get people

to do whatever he wanted.

He convinced Dr. Krench that walks outdoors

would be good for him.

They became fast friends, talking incessantly

about advances in neurology.

One day, we found Dr. Krench, sitting

by himself in the garden, murdered.

Glock was gone.

Did he ever have visitors, like friends or a relative?

As a matter of fact, there was one.

An odd, yet attractive, woman used to visit him regularly.

I think her name was-

- Zena? - Yes, that's her.

Do you have any information on her,

like maybe where she lived? (jumbled voices)

An address? - No, I'm sorry.

We have no record of that.

(jumbled shouting)

Thanks, thanks, Doctor.

I need some air, I'll meet you outside.

Thanks for your time.

(jumbled shouting)

(tense music)

Listen, I've gotta head down to the lab.

Hey, Brown, hold the elevator.

Okay, I'll meet you upstairs.

(dark music)

God.

I'm a police officer!

(tense, exciting music)

[Pete] Come in.

Where have you been, Lieutenant?

I've been looking for you for hours.

Harry?

Harry, what's wrong?

(tense music)

(gun bangs)

[Cop] Let's go!

[Cop] This way!

(tense music)

Harry.

Don't, it's me, Pete.

(tense music)

Brown, stop!

[Cop] Drop your weapon.

(guns bang)

Dad.

It's okay, Dad.

I got it, I got it.

Call an ambulance!

Dad, it's okay, Dad.

Oh, God.

(dramatic, tense music)

(soft, somber music)

I can't stand this.

[Joan] Sam, can I talk to you for a minute?

Why?

Now.

(pulsing music)

Sam, look at yourself.

You can't go on like this.

Well, I'm not quitting.

Not until this is over!

Not until this is over?

You may not have that long.

(dark music)

Harrigan's still alive.

I don't know.

[Joan] Are you listening to me?

Shh!

Our little puppet couldn't do the trick.

He's at County Hospital, well guarded.

The scanner saved him.

- What is it? - Shh!

What do I do?

Sam, where are you...

(dramatic, exciting music)

Oh, Shit!

(dramatic, exciting music)

(Zena screams)

(thudding)

Where is he?

I'll see you in hell.

I'm not through with you.

(droning music) (pulsing wail)

(laughing)

(pulsing wail)

Stop!

(pulsing wail)

(skittering music) (jumbled voices)

Zena!

[Zena] Here.

(jumbled voices) (groaning)

What do you want from me, Sam?

You know what I want, Zena!

(jumbled voices) (groaning)

Come.

Follow me to your destiny.

[Samuel] Where's Glock?

(distorted music) (jumbled voices)

Sam.

Fuck me, Sam.

(laughing)

(distorted music) (jumbled voices)

(screaming)

How do you like it here, Officer Staziak?

It's where you belong. (laughs)

(distorted music) (wailing voices)

(Zena laughs)

I want Glock!

Well, he's where he's always been, Sam.

With me, under my wing.

(dark music)

He's at the parlor.

He's still at the parlor.

(rattling)

(Zena laughs)

You're back, scanner?

I've been waiting for you.

You shouldn't have scanned me, Sam.

I was on my way to hell.

Now, you will take my place.

Oh, and I can't wait to take a man's body!

You're not going anywhere.

Oh, but I must!

Dr. Glock needs me, sorry.

(pulsing wail)

What are you doing?

(pulsing wail) (groaning)

(Zena screams)

(squishy popping)

(Sam gasps)

Sam.

I know where he is.

Who?

You stay here with my dad.

No, wait!

Thanks.

(dark, tense music)

(pulsing wail)

(tinkling)

(tense music)

(thudding) (grunting)

Welcome, scanner, nice of you to drop in.

Shh, Shh, Shh.

I trust you're comfortable.

What did you do with my Zena?

Last time I saw her, she was in hell.

In hell.

An unfortunate casualty, but it brought you here.

Now I've got a special assignment for you, Officer Staziak.

(dark music)

I'll never do it.

Oh, yes, you will, Officer.

A scanner's mind should be quite receptive to my techniques,

so why don't you just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

Afraid of doctors?

Isn't it ironic that my friend Harrigan

is going to, shall we say, be terminated

by his own son?

What sweet revenge.

(dark, pulsing music) (pulsing wail)

(buzzing)

Stop it, stop!

You stay here and rot!

I'll get Harrigan myself.

(buzzing) (dark music)

(Samuel groans)

(exciting music)

(doctors chattering)

(tense music)

I believe this operation calls for a specialist.

(tense music)

What's going on, where is everybody?

(pulsing wail)

[Nurse Voice over] He's in the operating room.

(tense music)

Sam, what happened, where have you been?

I found Glock, but he got away.

What's going on.

His condition stabilized, we decided to operate.

He's going to be all right.

[Nurse] 100 over 60.

[Nurse] Whenever you're ready, Doctor.

[Nurse] 14.

[Glock] Scalpel.

(tense music)

It's Glock!

(pulsing wail)

[Nurse] Are you okay, Doctor?

He's not a surgeon!

Say goodbye to Papa.

My God!

(pulsing wail) (squishing)

(pulsing wail)

You can't scan me, Sam.

(pulsing wail)

(buzzing)

(Glock groans)

(machinery beeps)

ls he okay?

(tense music)

ls he gonna be okay?

(tense music)

[Nurse] Oh my God!

(tense music)

(pulsing wail)

(Sam shouts) (titanium skull pops)

(clattering)

Mom, Joan.

(somber music)

We got him.

(somber music)

[Cop] What are those, sir?

Vitamins.

ls today your first day?

[Cop] Yes, sir.

- You nervous? - A little, sir.

It's okay, grab your gear, let's go, partner.

[Cop] Yes, sir.

(pulsing, electronic music)

(funky music)