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[thunder rumbling]

[woman groaning]

Put her down over here.

Hurry, before she escapes.

It's done.

[demonic scream]

A pox on your soul!

Sweet Jesus!

[demonic scream]

[demon] Death to you!

[growling]

Rig those explosives, quickly!

What the hell is going on?

You can't! You can't do this!

James! Listen to me!

She's not who you think she is.
She's not Elizabeth!

And you! I can't believe
you could be a part of this!

-You don't understand.
-[Elizabeth] James!
Please, help me!

-I love her.
-James, listen to me.

You loved Elizabeth.

That creature in there
is not Elizabeth.

[James] Come back!

Elizabeth!

No, let him go. It's too late.

Do you hear? He's released her.

Do it.

I can't.

Wait!

Forgive me, Lord.

[theme music playing]

[thunder rumbling]

[Nick]
Alex said she went
to an antiques store.

I thought that she'd be here.You
shouldn't have split us up.

[Derek]
Let's just worry
about finding her.

[Nick]
We should have
stayed together.

Ah!

[woman screams]

[woman screaming]

Julia?

Where were you, Nick?

You let me die.

[gasping]

[Nick] It is time
you dumped this dinosaur

and got yourself
a new machine.

This is the second time
your hard drive
has taken a crash.

Also, you shouldn't be
keeping it down on the floor.

You're gonna kick it again
by accident.

No accident.
Sometimes it deserves it.

So you gonna tell me
what's really bugging you?

And I know it's not
the computer.

Uh... Look, you want
my help with this or not?

Nick...

I see your eyes.

Come on, you look like hell.

It's Julia again, isn't it?

Come on, Nick,
you can talk to me.
You know I can help.

You know what?
I don't think I can
afford your prices.

-Please.
-[phone ringing]

Just a sec.

Yes, Dr. Corrigan.

That's terrible. I...

No, I appreciate
you calling me.

I just... How did you
get my number?

Of course, yeah.
His appointment book.

No. No family that I know of.

I'd be happy to help
any way I can...

Sure, I'm on my way.

-Derek, the ruling house...
-Mmm.

...is screaming
for last quarter's reports.

I can't send until you sign.

Well, I can't sign them
until I finish reviewing them.

Is that what you really
want me to tell them?
That you're not done?

Tell them Satan hasn't risen
to take over the world,

so we must be doing
something right.

You should relax
a little yourself, too.

You're turning
into a workaholic.

[scoffs] I am not.

Really? When was the last time
you got out of the house
for a date?

-Well, I--
-[phone ringing]

Derek Rayne. Rachel.

Of course you must go.

Is Nick still there with you?

Yeah, I think
it's a very good idea.

Call me when you
get there.

Good luck.

Patient of Rachel's
was found dead,
up in Crestridge.

They'll need her
to ID the body.

Nick is going to drive her.

I gotta warn you,
this is not very pretty.

Can you confirm
that this is Mitchell Taylor?

Yes, it's him.

It's the damnedest thing
I ever seen.

County coroner's stumped, too.

He says he's
never heard anything,

even a virus,
that could do this.

We sent a sample
on to the CDC,
just in case.

What can you tell me
about this Mr. Taylor?

He grew up just north of here.

Told me he was planning
a visit to his hometown,

maybe reconnect
with some old friends.

Did he have business
in Crestridge?

Not that I know of.

Maybe he stopped
for gas or something.

Dr. Corrigan,
I don't wanna invade
your doctor-patient privilege,

but, under the circumstances,

I need to ask about
his sexual preferences.

Excuse me?

He was found in his car naked,

and there were definite signs
of recent sexual activity.

Just like the other ones.

"The other ones"?

Two bodies, three weeks,
similar circumstances.

Looks like we got
some kind of sick serial killer
on our hands here.

Sheriff, seeing as I have
a professional stake
in this case,

I would really like to help.

Could I have a look
at that other file?

Maybe I would
find a correlation.

Some little detail
that you might have overlooked.

Hell, we can use
all the help we can get.

Frankly, a town this small
can't afford to pay

someone with your kind of
professional expertise, Doctor,

but you folks are welcome
to hang around and pitch in,
whatever it takes.

Sheldon, show 'em what we got.

Both victims were male.

Your patient was
found in his car.

The first was discovered
about six days ago
in the woods.

Dead about two weeks.

Both had those black eyes.

Both appear to have died
during sexual intercourse.

I'm sorry, Sheriff,
but Mitchell Taylor
having sex in a car, it's...

very uncharacteristic.

Well, maybe he was
trying something new.

We should call
and update Derek.

Yeah.

I could use some food.

After what we just saw?

No, thanks.

You eat, I'll call.

Sure you don't want
a doggy bag?

No, Nick, I'll pass.

Suit yourself.

[waitress] What can I get you?

I'd recommend
the roast beef special.

Tried it myself,
and I'm a vegetarian.

That'd be fine.

I'm Karen. Something to drink?

Hey, are you okay?

Nick, right? Your friend,
I just heard her call you that.

Sorry, yeah. Nick Boyle.

Pleasure to meet you, Nick
Boyle.

Anything to drink?

Coffee. Coffee would be fine.

Okay.

Coming right up.

Coagulated blood on the surface
of the eyes themselves?

Yeah, and the coroner's report
indicates that

besides the bleeding
from the eyes,

there is no other physical
trauma to the body.

No heart attack, no stroke.
Not another symptom.

Fax me everything you have.

Alex and I will
come up in the morning.

Wake up, Carter.

I've come back to you.

Sally?

I thought you were
gone forever.

I need you, Carter.

Baby, I'm so glad you're back.

Promise me you'll stay.

[gasping and moaning]

Easy, baby.

[demonic growling]

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

[knocking on door]

Good morning.

Hey! Nice PJs.

[Derek] I went over
all the information
Rachel sent me,

and I think we need to
look at it again.

Rachel, since you
seem to have the cooperation
of the local police,

you and Alex
should try to find out

how much more information
you can get out of them.

-Right.
-[Derek] Nick,

you and I will examine
the site where the first victim
was recovered.

Let's go.

Sheriff Marks, please.

He's not? Okay,
how about Deputy Sheldon?

Is he there?

He was only 24.

I was training him to take over
my job when I retire.

It looks like he was involved
in a rather intense struggle.

See them bruises
on his shoulders?

Those are the same
as the other ones.

That's where she
pinned him down.

Are you saying
a female did this?

[Marks] As far as I know,
that was Sheldon's preference.

I can't figure it out.

He pumped iron.
He was fanatic about it.

There's no woman I know
could have held him down
like that.

Was he seen
with anyone last night?

No. Neither were
any of the others.

At least no witnesses
have come forward yet.

Who's this?

Who are you?

I'm Alex Moreau.

Sorry. An associate of mine.

She drove up here
to help us out.

Well, that's...

That's Sheldon's fiancee.

At least it was.
She... She left him
for a truck driver.

Now, I know
what you're thinking,

but I'm
a step ahead of you.

I already had her checked.
She's got an airtight alibi.

She's in Hawaii.

Name's Sally. Sally Rolands.

According to the police report,
this is where they found
the first victim.

Killed about three weeks ago.

Bruised shoulders, same MO.

Name was David Calloway,
50s, local prospector.

Working by himself?

Yeah, apparently he was
a little bit of a loner.

Divorced. No kids,
no girlfriend.

According to the sheriff,
he had no real friends at all.

This is where
they found the body.

Lying on his back, naked,

clothes in a pile nearby,
black eyes.

But he wasn't tied up
or restrained in any way?

No.

Just having consensual sex.

It seems to have
started out that way.

The rest, there's no way
of knowing.

Not unless we happen to find
a camcorder somewhere
in the woods.

Take a look at this.

See the pattern?

Dead foliage, broken branches.

Something or someone
came through here
in a hell of a hurry.

Let's go.

Looks like we got ourselves
a mine shaft.

I'd say our prospector was
quietly doing some work here.

Definitely a male pelvic bone.

I guess these were his.

Care to take a stab
at the time frame?

Well, the fabric's natural.

Buttons are bone.

Turn of the century or earlier.

[Derek] Mmm-hmm.

You think he was
the one in these?

No.

Who would lock someone up
and leave the key?

Well, from the look of things,
the chamber was sealed shut
from the outside.

Probably by
a massive explosion.

Check this out.

[Derek] Wood's been ripped.

Ceiling, too.

Well, whatever happened
to our friend in here,

I don't think
he was alone.

And whatever was with him
in here when he died,

was trapped
for almost a century.

Until our prospector
let it out, and it killed him.

Great meal, Karen.

[Karen] Thanks, Ted.

Staying in town?

No, just a couple
more deliveries,

then I drive down
to Stockton today.

See you next week.

Oh, I'll be here.

Tell me what's special.

Hi. Oh, let's see. Hmm.

Health Department
hasn't been in all week.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

And the chef's actually
in a good mood tonight.

And you're here.
That's pretty special.

-Oh, that's very special.
-[chuckles]

You think we could get
a positive ID on the skeleton?

I don't know. It's gonna be
really tricky, Derek.

You know, 100 years ago,
they didn't keep

dental and medical records
the way we do today.

Look, let me check
the municipal records.

There must be something
about a mine cave-in or miners
lost on this mountain.

-Do it.
-[Alexandra] Okay.

There's gotta be a pattern
among the current victims.

Something that connects them
beyond the cause of death.

[Karen] Guess I was
too young to get married.

Only lasted six months.

New Orleans was great though.

But after the divorce,
I just wanted out.

You don't miss the city?

Mmm, not really.

The harbor, oh!

The waterfront.
I really miss that.

I used to go down
to the docks

and sit and watch
the boats for hours.

I was thinking about maybe
quitting here and trying
San Francisco.

You know, some place
a little more...

Right, right.

You should try Pier 3.
It's got the best views
of the city.

Pier 3?

Yeah, I used to
go there all the time.

I'll remember that.

So you were a Navy SEAL?

Yeah. Three years.

Wow.

That mean you can
balance a ball on your nose?

I could never quite
master that one.

[laughs]

Staring at me again.

Sorry.

You just look like
someone I used to know.

She's dead now.

Her name was Julia.

You blame yourself, don't you?

It shows, huh?

I was pretty screwed up
when I met her.

Disconnected.

I didn't really care
about anything.

She helped me.

She'd been through
the same sort of thing,

and she taught me to forget.

Taught me to focus
on what's really important.

In a way, she saved my life.

I'm sorry I wasn't able
to return the favor.

It's gonna
sound strange, but...

when I first met you,
I felt this emptiness.

I understand it now.

Kind of like
looking in a mirror.

[groans]

I... uh...

I just need
a couple of minutes, okay?

No problem.
It's been a difficult day.

I really should help Alex

'cause she's gonna be
up all night working.

You should get some sleep.
I'll help Alex.

I'm just gonna close my eyes
for a few minutes, okay?

Pleasant dreams, then.

Ugh! This damned thing,
it's always sticking.

Let me have a try.

Thanks, Nick.

I...

Must be kind of shocking
for a small town girl
to take a man home

after she's only known him
for two days. Right?

Yeah, I guess it'll
cause a real stir.

Then again, I'm not really
a small town girl.

Maybe we should take it slow.

That's unique.

Most guys should get
speeding tickets
when it comes to relationships.

I'd really like to
walk you home though.

Oh, right.

Now that's flirting
with temptation.

Yeah, anyway, it's only
a couple of blocks away,

and boring old Crestridge
is still one of those places

where it's safe
for a woman to walk at night.

So, I'll go.

Well, I'll stop by
tomorrow night
and check out the specials.

Absolutely. Yeah.

Wednesday is all you can eat.

Mad cow surf and turf night.

I'm there.

Oh, man!

[James] Elizabeth!

Rachel.

Your patient
was a widower, right?

Hmm. Yeah.

And the prospector
was divorced,
a well-known recluse.

And the deputy
had a broken heart.

All lonely men.

Yes. We could be
dealing with a succubus.

A female demon
who preys on men.

And assuming it has been
entombed in that mine
for over 100 years,

it's going to have developed

a terrible hunger.

[demon growling]

[man screaming]

[indistinct chatter
over police radio]

Condition of the eyes
is even more baffling in person

than they appear
in the photographs.

And there is no
physical trauma I can think of

that could cause
anything like this

and still leave
the eyes intact.

Okay.

Nothing here.

We're just running into
a lot of dead ends.

Maybe Nick's got something.

[ambulance siren wailing]

-You all right?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

Just overslept.

We didn't see
much of you last night.

I know you didn't need me,
and I was kind of busy.

By yourself?

With a waitress
from the coffee shop.

You've become
personally involved with her?

We've been
hanging around a little bit,
but it's no big deal.

Except that,
like every woman in town,

save present company,

she's a suspect.

Why can't she just be
a woman, Derek?

Hey, Nick, you know
Derek's right.

You can't do this job if you're
not detached, objective.

Yeah, okay.
All right, I'll grill her.
I'll get fingerprints.

Nick!

Come on.

[tires screeching]

So, how many Nick Boyles
does it take to screw in
a light bulb?

-Tell me.
-Just one.

Nick holds the bulb
while the rest of the world
revolves around him.

Very funny.

Better check out his waitress.

[Nick]
That's good, that's good.

[Karen giggling]

It's funny. I move out
into the middle of nowhere

to get away
from my man troubles

and end up meeting
the nicest guy.

You know, sometimes
chance works in your favor.

You know, don't you,

we could have passed each other
100 times in a big city

and never even noticed.

I would have noticed.
I guarantee it.

I guess you'll be
leaving soon, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

It's too bad.

You know, Nick, I...

I was thinking about
what you said last night,
and...

I don't know. Maybe we don't
have time to move so slow.

Julia.

I love you.

Karen Morgan,
Nick's waitress. I looked.

-What'd you find?
-Nothing.

And I mean nothing.

I think she might be
the only person in this country

without a driver's license.
No DMV records.

No tax records? State, federal?

Hey, I just talked to
the manager at the coffee shop.

Karen Morgan's
only been working there
less than three weeks,

and, as far as he knows,
she just blew into town
from nowhere.

-Just after the first murder.
-Right.

-Is she at the coffee shop now?
-No.

Where's Nick?

Hey, you. Wait.

You must be Nick's friends.

-Where is he?
-He's resting.

Wait!

[demonic growl]

[groaning]

Nick.

Nick.

Nick.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

Actually, I feel great.

-Where's Karen?
-She's gone.

Vanished.

[tram bell ringing]

Maria. Is that you?

Sorry, my name is Karen.

God!

You look so much
like a girl I used to know.

I can't believe it.

Yeah, I get that all the time.

Listen, this is gonna sound
like a bit of a come-on,

but could I buy you a drink?

She's like a vampire.

With each victim,
she gains more power.

Give me your keys.
You're in no shape to drive.

She was entombed
for over 100 years.

She feeds to sustain
her immortality.

She needs to go some place
where she can be
completely anonymous.

The city.

San Francisco.

Right.

Rachel and Alex
have gone on ahead.

The big question is,

why are you still alive?

Maybe she likes me.

Don't underestimate
her emotions.

Her attraction to you
makes her vulnerable,

but it also makes her
extremely dangerous.

Great.

Finally find someone
I like being with,

and she ends up being
a nymphomaniac from hell.

[thunder rumbling]

[heavy breathing]

[woman screaming]

Julia?

I missed you.

I'm not gonna hurt you, Nick.

I love you.

And I want you to love me.

I know you care about me.

-I can feel it.
-You're a murderer.

Cold-blooded.

Don't you see, Nick?

I've chosen you.

I can change you,
so we can be together forever.

I can be her for you,
and so much more.

If you like, I can
feed you with my strength,

and we can live forever.

[demonic growl]

Stop it!

Are you sure you want me to?

Yeah, I'm sure.

[demonic growl]

Sleep, my love.

Let me know if you
change your mind.

[woman] Derek.

Isabelle?

It's been so long.

You've been lonely.

I can tell.

[demonic growling]

You control your emotions well.

I like that.

We're going to stop you.

You must know that.

[laughs]

You think so?

You think you're chasing me?

[demonic growl]

I don't have to
make love to you
to kill you, you know.

I can do it any time I want.

This time you live.

Next time you won't.

Now, you let Nick know
I'm doing this for him.

He'll understand.

[thunder rumbling]

[Derek] There. Freeze it.

She got right past
our security.

She's so fast.

And she actually
can turn herself into
any woman she chooses.

But worse, she can make a man
think that she's any woman

who means
something special to him.

For a moment,
I was totally in her grip.

-Anything?
-I'm still checking
the database,

but there are several incidents
over the last 300 years,

including one
in Crestridge in 1893.

A woman was killed
in a mine explosion.

It's her.

We'll need
an element of surprise

if we're ever
going to get her.

Let's go. We have a lot to do.

[woman]Oh,
you guys are busted!

I got you!

Video camera nutter now.

[woman]Yeah,
I'm telling you guys,
when are the wedding bells?

[laughs]

Don't be shy.

Nick, are you okay?

Yeah.

Maybe she is some creature
sent from hell.

But you know what, Rachel?

She gave me Julia back.

Even if it was
only an illusion.

No.

What you had of Julia,
you still have.

It isn't this creature
that made her real.

It's what's
inside of you, Nick.

Julia still lives
in your heart.

Yeah.

It's just that,
when I look at Karen...

it's hard to remember
that it's not Julia.

I know it's not easy, Nick,

but you're strong.

You just have to separate
what's real from what's not.

Or else
you will lose Julia...

forever.

I knew you'd come.

You remembered.

Pier 3.

How could I forget?

You were right.

This view is beautiful.

Yeah.

I hope I didn't
interrupt anything.

A murder, for instance.

That hurts me, Nick.

You should talk.

I am what I am, Nick.

I do what I have to do
to survive.

You're a murderer.

But I'm not a monster.

I love you, Nick.

I wanna be with you.

I know you want me, too.

Don't you?

Yes, I do.

We can make it work, Nick.

I know we can.

Tell me you love me.

I need to hear you say it.

I love you, Karen.

You're not feeling anything.

No, I'm not.

What are you doing?

-Nick...
-[Derek] Nick!

Stay clear of her!

Nick, help me.

Nick, don't let them kill me.

You're not Julia.

[demonic voice] You...

[screaming]

[Nick]
When Julia was alive,

I was never sure
about my feelings for her.

It's strange that
the loss of someone

makes you realize
their importance too late,

and how, in a sense,
death validates living.

Letting go of someone finally
brings you to the realization

of just how close
you really were.

[theme music playing]