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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]