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The usual.

Make hers a large.

Oh, actually, make it a decal. Why
bother?

Because it's warm and it fills me up.

Well, if that's what you're after, I
know a better alternative.

Attention any black and white or Pacific
blue units. We have a 415 disturbance

at 6000 Navy Street.

This is 1PB2 and 3 responding.

Let go of the glass now.

Marnie, I'm sorry.

Oh, like hell you are.

He claims that his little sister's in
town, and that's why he couldn't return

phone calls.

You know, the one he's never mentioned
before.

You know, that's so lame.

That's beyond lame. Let's go take a
walk.

Why don't you tell me what really
happened?

Hi, I'm Ken Carter.

Officer Monica Harper, Mr. Carter, I
am... Not married.

How is that possible?

Why don't you just tell me what
happened?

Well, Marnie and I had ended things
weeks ago, mutually.

Suddenly she resurfaces, and not only am
I uninterested, but my sister just

moved in, and there's a lot of catching
up to do.

And why does Marnie refuse to believe
this?

A lot of people refuse to see the truth,
and that also means seeing themselves.

I don't understand.

See themselves how?

As the lonely, troubled person that they
really are.

Something you'll never have to worry
about.

No one's ever going to hurt you again.

But if someone did, I sure wouldn't give
them the satisfaction of watching me

bleed. Yeah, God forbid somebody knows
you're a human being.

Do you see how cranky you are without
your caffeine? I'm cranky because just

smell of coffee makes me want to hurl.

Since when?

Would you just please hurry up?

Hey, what can I get for you?

How about a large cup of that amazing
smell? That's our new blend, Midnight

Mocha Java.

You've got to try a sample of this.

Midnight Mocha Java. How bad could it
be?

Oh, my God.

Oh, no.

What's wrong? What hurt?

Don't worry.

Your baby's fine.

Baby?

It was for me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in L .A.

P .C. is free!

Someday.

One L .S.

down, just another day, oh.

That looked kind of familiar.

It was mailed from L .A. a couple weeks
ago by 17 -year -old Bonnie Matthews.

No offense, but why is the D .A.'s
office involved in a runaway case?

It's because our home turf has suddenly
become a mecca for Internet runaways.

The governor wants us to start clamping
down on the creeps luring them here.

Daddy dearest, as you can see, my own
world is much more beautiful than the

cage you kept me in.

Can't say I blame her for leaving
Minnesota.

You'll be heading this up.

I'll be back in a few hours.

That's emerald works miracles doesn't it
work miracles. I wouldn't need to take

it anymore What Corey told me a real
miracle was that the bullet didn't do

damage?

Saw she been anyway shouldn't you be
asking her that?

Yeah, probably see you later the doctors

I Told you I don't need a

doctor. Yeah, but are you sure you're

Both okay?

I mean, how do you know she's right?

I just do.

Good.

Then start spilling. Who else knows
besides the spooky coffee lady?

And me.

Nobody.

And I prefer to keep it that way, if you
don't mind. Um, hello, Will doesn't

know about his own baby?

It is his baby, right?

I don't know.

Please tell me you didn't let the
lieutenant double dip. Harper.

Of course, it's Will's baby.

But then again, you know, it's always
those one -night stands that get you.

Harper, the point is, one of those two
lucky guys is the father, and you have

tell them.

Both of them.

I suspect that pain you're still feeling
is your mind's reaction to the trauma.

Your body seems to have healed
perfectly.

All due respect, Doc, your tests are
wrong.

I've been in pain before.

This is different.

I really wish you'd take my suggestion
to see the department's counselor.

Dr. Franklin, without more Demerol, I
can't do my job.

Please.

TC, I want you to get back on the bike
and do the things you used to.

Sometimes a lack of use can be more
harmful than overdoing it.

Are you saying you won't renew my
prescription?

I'm sorry.

Thanks for coming.

Well, you were right.

We really do need to talk.

You're so serious. What is it, another
woman?

Oh, my God.

There's another woman.

No, but there could be.

Who is she?

She's someone who's expressed interest.

Really? And what exactly have you
expressed in return?

That I'm in a relationship.

Or at least I was trying to be.

Look, Will.

I know that I've been a little distant
lately.

But I've had a lot on my mind. That you
couldn't share with me?

Or maybe that's TC's role, not mine.

TC and I are just friends.

Really?

You go to bed with all your friends?

I guess Lacey's a cool name, but I just
don't think it fits me.

I do.

Perfectly. Better than Veronica?

Because then they could call me Ronnie.

You said you wanted a new life, and I
offered to give you one.

Now, a new life requires a new identity.

I thought you'd be excited.

No, I am. I swear.

I've never been happier.

Then what is it?

You really think this is me?

That all depends on who you are.

I'm Lacey.

And I adore you.

Thank you for coming back to me.

You know, that's a drastic career
change.

Coming from an 80 % success rate with
the NYPD to owning a cafe in Santa

Well, coffee makes people happy.

Finding dead children doesn't.

You gave those people closure and took
away their hope.

Look, I know you saw something when you
touched me the other day. I felt it. And

I told you that part of my life is over
now.

So what do you do? You just turn a blind
eye?

I prefer to think of it as living a
normal life.

Claire, I'm not going to pretend I know
you or even remotely understand what

you've been through. But that won't stop
you from passing judgment on me

nonetheless.

I'm just saying you can't change who and
what you are.

And next you're going to tell me that
this is a gift, not a curse.

How are you going to feel knowing you
could help someone and you didn't? I am

helping someone.

Me.

You're going to forget your nightmares
the minute you're awake. That is when

mine just begin.

Look, I just want to know.

Is something going to happen to me?

Sometimes I see the past. Sometimes it's
the future. Most of the time, I can't

even tell the difference.

Please.

I saw a young woman.

Blonde.

She was very upset.

And this is going to sound really crazy,
but she had an eye dangling from her

neck.

What does that mean?

I told you, I just provide the pieces.

It's up to you to complete the puzzle.

Or not.

So, are you here to take down a
complaint against me for breaking a

heart? Uh, no.

I just had a couple more questions for
yesterday's report.

But... Marnie's not home.

And I just ran three very long miles out
of my way to apologize.

Don't suppose you could help a tired
citizen in need?

Well, it doesn't fall under the whole
serve and protect thing, but, uh, sure.

Why not?

All right.

Maybe you should go back to the doctor.

Maybe you should tell me what's really
on your mind.

I know you too well, Corey.

Really? Then why don't you tell me how I
felt when I found out that you told

Will about our infamous night together?

He finally told you about that, huh? Of
course he did, TC. He was hurt.

It wasn't my honesty that hurt him.

It was your lack of it.

None of your business.

It is my business when your boyfriend
basically backs me into admitting it.

Come on, TC.

You're not that easily manipulated.

In case you haven't noticed.

Not exactly myself these days. You're
damn right.

Because the old toothy would never have
betrayed my trust like that.

So you actually like cold weather?

Miss snow.

I mean, being housebound in a snowstorm
can be a lot of fun if the company's

good. Harper!

Hey, what are you doing here?

We got a hit from the postcard vendor.
Says our runaway's crashing here

somewhere nearby.

Well, this is my neck of the hood.

Maybe I can help?

Looks like a nice kid.

Listen, I'll keep my eye out for her.

Hey, speaking of nice kids, how's your
sister doing?

Great. Except when I get home a little
later than I promised.

Hey, how about you give me your number
and maybe I'll let you buy me a drink.

Well, I will await your call with bated
breath.

And good luck with your search.

That was interesting.

You know what's more interesting?

He's from Minnesota, a town over from
Bonnie Matthews.

Okay, okay. I don't believe in
coincidence either, but why would a perp

trying to pick up a cat?

Why don't you check his prints and find
out?

You didn't really come all this way only
to abandon me, did you?

Why'd you lock me in? Man has always
kept his treasures under lock and key.

That's how we keep them safe.

Or hidden.

Now, we both knew that that would be
necessary in the beginning.

Why don't you trust me?

Because girls your age can do some
pretty stupid things.

I'm just saving you from yourself.

You're saving your active social life.
Isn't that really what it is?

Honey, the love I have for you...

is as pure and unspoiled as you are. If
I so much as dirtied my hands on any of

those whores, I wouldn't be worthy of
you.

Then why were you flirting with that
cop?

Perhaps a better question would be how a
postcard vendor led the cops to my

neighborhood in the first place.

I'm sorry. I was just trying to show my
parents how much happier I am without

them. I understand.

But nevertheless...

You broke the rules, little sister.

But that's okay, though, isn't it?

Because tomorrow I'm not going to be so
little anymore.

Haven't you misbehaved enough for one
day?

Sorry, Lieutenant, but as I already told
you on the phone, the doctor won't

write you a prescription without talking
to your primary physician first.

Look, I understand you're just trying to
do your job, but if I could just see

the doctor... He's booked solid the rest
of the day, but maybe if you came back

tomorrow... Tomorrow?

I've been in pain.

Every second of every minute of this
day, do you realize how far off that

tomorrow? Now, come on!

If I could just see the doctor for five
minutes...

Why don't you give us your doctor's name
and number? We'll call his office and

see if we can work something out.

Hey, what's the word on those
fingerprints?

Bobby's getting them right now.

Where's Lieutenant?

Oh, wait, let me guess.

He's recovering from the big bomb you
just dropped on him, right?

Please tell me you did tell him. Well,
in case you haven't noticed, Harper,

been a little preoccupied.

Well, what could possibly distract him
more from the pain in his leg than...

Ready for this?

Ken Carter really is from Minnesota. And
he really is Ken Carter. However, he

was arrested for assault with a deadly
back in 94.

And this makes him our prime suspect in
a runaway case?

The guy he nearly beat to death with a
baseball bat was the boyfriend of his

younger sister, Lacey. The same sister
that's staying with him now? The same

sister that killed herself five years
ago on her 18th birthday.

Remind you of anybody?

Police! Anybody here?

Lacey, clean.

Maybe we were wrong. Maybe he doesn't
have her.

Well, we were too late.

Wait a minute.

There is someone who can play as Carter
with Bonnie Matthews.

His ex -girlfriend, Marnie Bain.

Everything here looks okay.

Except for the two days' worth of mail
and newspaper at the front door.

Yeah, well, who else knows she saw
Carter with our runaway?

No one.

Except Carter.

I don't see how I can help you.

Because you don't want to see?

What are you going to do, charge me with
obstruction of justice?

She's right, Harper.

Nothing we can do here.

Just like there's nothing we can do
about a 17 -year -old runaway who may

been abducted by a psycho.

Or the fact that the one woman who may
have seen them together has suddenly

disappeared. Sounds like a lot of maybe.

Well, then maybe you can see our
frustration.

Yeah, but what if it's already too late?
What if they're both dead?

What if they aren't yet?

He has an abandoned church.

Try River Street.

Thank you.

Officer Cruz.

Sorry about your parents.

Glad you were home.

Me too.

Look, Corey, I... When I told Will about

us, all I could think about was how much
you mean to me and what would happen if

we didn't get you back from the
kidnappers alive.

And I guess all that kind of affected my
judgment.

Can you understand that?

TC, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to jump all
over you.

I guess you're not the only one with a
lot on your mind.

You want to talk about it?

Hello.

Yeah, this is her.

Uh, this really isn't a good time right
now.

You don't even see yourself, do you?

I want you to get help, TC.

That's what these are for.

You need a doctor. Why?

So they can do their tests and x -rays
and look at their charts and tell me how

I'm supposed to feel?

Well, maybe you need a different kind of
doctor.

You think this is all in my head?

Pain so bad I can't sleep? I can't eat?
You can't think of anything else?

Can I take these or not?

No. I'm sorry.

Can't be right.

Claire said an abandoned church.

River Street, by the water.

Look, I know this isn't an exact
science, but this woman's been right

things that'll make your head spin.

You keep teasing me about that, Harper.

Oh, my God. That's not Bonnie Matthews.

And who the hell is it?

You see this?

Trisha Gilston, the girl we found last
night. 17 -year -old runaway from St.

Paul. Died around her 18th birthday.

You see, these two, both from Minnesota,
both missing, also turned 18 shortly

after they ran away.

Let me guess, your witness, the ex
-girlfriend you can't find, she's also a

sweet -looking blonde runaway from
Minnesota?

You've got to admit, there is a pattern
here.

Granted, this guy may have some weird
penchant for girls who remind him of his

sister, but that doesn't prove he's a
serial killer. Especially when the only

link between him and your corpse is the
word of a psychic.

That corpse was somebody's daughter.

Everyone is somebody's child, Corey.

What if it were ours?

What?

Well, I've been trying to find a way to
tell you. I

just didn't know how you'd react.

To learn the woman I love is having a
baby?

Only she doesn't know who the father is.

Sarge, this is Harper.

Go ahead.

Ken Cotter was spotted by a neighbor
about an hour ago.

Lacey?

Lacey, are you okay?

Yeah, come in.

Sorry I took so long, but I figured it
was such a special day, so I wanted to

look special.

What do you think of the new me?

I think the old you would be ashamed.

I think the old you was a thousand times
more beautiful than this whore.

Stop! Take it off.

Why do you want me here?

Why?

Let me see.

Because I love you.

Just as you are.

Do you have any idea what can happen to
a girl when she puts those kind of

signals out to a man?

Now, uh, clean yourself up.

We've got a big night ahead of us.

Where's your girl?

Upstairs.

Police! Anybody here?

Bonnie?

Where's Ken?

On his way to the station. And you're on
your way home.

My home's with Ken.

Bonnie.

Ken Carter may have kidnapped and killed
as many as three other girls your age

he met on the Internet.

Well, I've been here for two weeks now.
Do I look dead to you?

We don't have any proof yet, but... No,
you know what? I have proof. I have

proof that he's given me new clothes, a
new home, and food, and he can hold his

liquor a lot better than my stepdad can.

I promise you we will get you some help.

But I'm afraid you don't have a choice.

Well, I'm afraid you're a day late,
because I turned 18 today.

I'm just gonna say happy birthday.

So if you didn't know Bonnie Matthews
was an underage runaway... Why were you

telling everyone she was your sister?

She asked me to.

Bonnie told me that her father was
violent and that he probably had cops

out looking for her.

So where's Marnie Banks?

No one's even seen or heard from her
since the last time she was at your

Including me.

Look, I would love to stay and gaze at
you all day, officer.

But as I only found out this morning,
it's Bonnie's birthday.

I'd love to be able to spend it with
her.

Well, maybe you should have thought of
that before you killed Tricia Gilston.

Very subtle tactic, Officer Cruz.

I just hope that your investigative
techniques aren't nearly so crude.

Or you'll never catch the monster who
did that. Look, if you'll cooperate with

us... You mean by not suing your
department for illegally entering and

my house last night?

Even if my neighbor hadn't told me.

I'd have known you'd been there.

You could say I have a sick sense about
certain things.

He sees me.

No, he can't. It's glass.

No, not the way people do.

Like an animal, he senses.

You know, he did it.

He killed that girl and the other ones
that are still missing.

But unfortunately, we don't have any
real proof.

What happens? You just wait until he
kills his next girl? To have all the

you need.

Come on, officers.

It can't be every day a suspect offers
to take a lie detector test.

It's not every day a man pursues women
who could be a double for his dead

sister, either.

If it was a crime to like sweet young
blondes, then all of L .A. would be

bars. So why'd you bash your sister's
boyfriend's head in with a baseball bat?

Hmm.

You obviously read the file.

You know why.

He raped her. The file said she was
raped. It was never proven by whom.

Not the boyfriend. He did it.

You're going to release him, aren't you?

She has no choice.

There's always a choice.

It's just you people always make the
easy one.

No, we make the legal one.

I'm sure that'll be very comforting to
Bonnie Matthews' parents.

Don't ask for my help again.

Is there nothing you can do?

Beyond pretending I didn't hear about
the illegal search?

Well, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put
you in this awkward position.

Gets real late for that, huh?

Look, let's worry about other things
after we nail this guy, all right?

All right.

In the meantime, you need to try and
stay calm.

It's not just your health at stake
anymore.

Lieutenant, I've been meaning to return
your phone calls, but you know, it's

just... You were a lousy liar a year
ago.

You've only gotten worse.

What do you want?

Remember that little favor I did for you
when you were about to graduate med

school? You know that pot wasn't mine.

Shut up, doogie.

Demerol.

For you?

Okay.

Okay.

I'll, uh, give you 30.

Ah! 60.

Sure you'll know what to pay for it.

Careful, Lieutenant.

That stuff's pretty addictive.

Either we were wrong about Carter or
he's the coolest cat I've ever seen.

We weren't wrong.

Which means we just sent a serial killer
home to his next victim.

Well, we have round -the -clock
surveillance on him. If he's going to

we'll know.

I don't know about you, but I can't
stand here and wait for that to happen.

Where are you going?

Back to Marnie's. Maybe we missed
something.

What are you doing?

I didn't even hear you come in.

You look nervous, sweetie.

Only guilty people get nervous.

Have you been misbehaving?

No, I was just straightening up.

And now, you're wondering who all these
other lovely girls are.

Aren't you?

Shouldn't I?

What you should do is trust me.

But the cops said... You want to talk to
me about the cops?

After I spent all day taking the heat
for you.

You wanted a new home, and I took the
risk and gave you one.

The cops don't like being humiliated.

They would have told you anything to
make you doubt me, so they wouldn't feel

stupid and ineffectual.

Well, who are they?

Mistakes, but not regrets.

Because each one was a lesson that
brought me closer to the sweetest little

in the world.

Except as of today, I'm not a little
girl anymore.

Are those for me?

Marnie?

From the moment I met him online through
my first weeks here, Ken was

perfect. He was so sweet and loving

and generous.

He gave me gifts.

He gave me affection.

We were totally in sync because we each
fulfilled the other's needs.

And what were they?

After the hell that I had been through,
I just wanted to be taken care of,

protected. You know, and I was his dream
come true. A vulnerable 17 -year -old

girl, an unspoiled virgin who would
trust him to take her into womanhood.

And you didn't find that to be weird?

After the creeps I had been with, I
thought that it was beautiful and...

Romantic. I wanted him so bad.

And he wouldn't so much as touch me. He
was just waiting for the right time. The

day he turned 18.

You like?

No.

I love.

It was the most amazing night of my
life.

He was just so incredibly passionate.

and loving if you had had what i had
that night then you would understand why

would try to get him back i guess what i
don't understand is what went wrong

what's wrong i guess the best way to

explain it is that he gets turned off by
being turned on

How it turned off.

You know when it's over how people have
an afterglow?

Well, he was having an afterguilt.

Did he get violent?

He just seemed so ashamed.

He was ranting about his vile urges and
how he defiled me and

how he was going to spare me from living
in that shame.

So why didn't he try to hurt you?

After telling him everything that he
wanted to hear, I finally just told him

truth. I had turned 18 two years before,
and I wasn't a virgin.

Tell Cruz to meet me at Carter's. TC,
let me get a warrant. You just can't go

over there and bang down the door. Watch
me.

What am I gonna do with you? What am I
gonna think?

When I heard about your situation,
something about it stinks.

Who am I gonna do?

Who am I to believe?

Let her go.

What's going on?

Tell her, Carter.

Tell her how this is going to be her
last birthday.

No, you're wrong.

I'm sorry I ruined your birthday, Lacey.

Drop the knife, Carter.

You don't want to hurt her. The damage
is already done.

Once you pluck the flower, it's beauty
fades.

Is that what you think?

You think you're the first?

Come on, you don't really believe that a
beautiful woman like Bonnie didn't have

lovers before you.

Her name is Lacey.

Your sister Lacey is dead because you
killed her five years ago.

Oh my God. No, no, I saved her.

You may not have put the razor blade in
her hand, but you drove her to it when

you took something from her that wasn't
yours to take.

No, no, no, no. She belongs to me. That
is why she came back.

Let's not ruin it then.

I know.

Tell him, Lacey.

Tell him you can't live without me.

My name's Bonnie!

He wanted you to kill him. That make you
died five years ago.

You okay?

Yeah.

Take care of her.

Come on.

I don't understand.

In your vision, you said Marnie was
dead.

But in reality, she'd just gone out of
town for a few days.

Yeah, well, that happens.

And usually when it does, I'm glad to be
wrong.

Yeah, but what if you were right?

What if you'd really seen the future?

Well, then I guess that would prove that
we can change it.

Well, like anything else, you have to be
willing to look at it first.

Point taken.

Hey, I really want to thank you.

These girls are alive because of your
gift.

Yeah, but also because of the gift that
you and your officers gave me.

Claire, you've done so much for us
already. But you're wondering about your

baby.

Well, not whether it's a boy or a girl,
actually. I prefer that to be a

surprise.

I really need to know about his father.

You mean both of them?

Yeah.

Well, let's just say that sometimes
there's places that science goes that I

can't.

Hey, maybe everybody did see the future.

And in his own way, each of these men
are going to be a father to that child.

How adorable.

It's not for you.

It's for the baby.

Well, how do you know it's a girl?

I don't.

Oh, leave it to a lawyer to cover all
the bait.

And no question about it, there's a lot
of them to cover here.

But, I wanted you to know that...

Boy or girl?

CC's are mine.

You're still the woman I love.

I'm here for you.

And the baby.

That's a mighty big promise, Counselor.

And there's a lot more to it than just
stuffed animals.

Well, I know, but you have to admit
they're a pretty good start, aren't

Yes, they are.

So I want you to promise me something,
though.

I'll talk to TC right away.

This is the start of a new life for us.
And I just... I want it to begin

honestly.

I promise.

Don't try to talk it down.

Why, everyone likes all my town.

The fantasy,

it works for me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in L .A.

Anybody who's more than me, anybody

makes me free.

Someday, once it lets down, just

another day.