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Do you think it's an accident?

-Who would wanna kill Princess Di? -She's so young and so beautiful.

I'm going to sleep.

Joanie, don't forget to feed kitty.

Kitty, kitty.

Turn the music down!

Kitty, kitty, dinner's ready.

Kitty.

Kitty, kitty, dinner's ready.

Kitty, dinner's ready.

Why didn't you feed the cat already?

Feel good?

Hey, shut that damn cat up!

What is your name?

Janie Cates.

And the deceased was your sister?

Her name is Joanie.

We're twins.

Were you able to see who did this?

Just a glimpse.

lt was dark.

I'm not certain.

In your professionaI opinion, Dr. Gramm, as a forensic psychiatrist,

wiII Jon Forster, if aIIowed to go free, rape and murder again?

-I beIieve... -I object, Your Honor.

lt's speculative in nature.

Dr. Gramm is the prosecutor's hired gun,

the forensic psychiatrist of the year, so to speak,

who pontificates like the Oracle of Delphi on hypotheses

as if they are stone cold facts.

Objection overruled.

Dr. Gramm, you may answer the question.

-l believe... -l object, Your Honor,

on the grounds that the witness has put forth

a hypothetical depiction of the Joanie Cates crime scene that is pure fantasy

filled with convenience and wrapped in a perfectly symmetrical bow.

Have you finished, Miss Bennett?

My client grieves for the victim of this heinous crime,

and fears that more women will be killed as the real murderer remains free,

cackling at the folly of these proceedings.

l think you are finished.

Yes, you are finished, Miss Bennett, and overruled.

And now, Dr. Gramm, you may actually answer the question.

And what is the question, Your Honor? I've forgotten.

l know the question. I'm sorry. l know the answer, too.

lnn my professional opinion as a forensic psychiatrist,

Jon Forster is a serial murderer and a rapist,

who if allowed to go free will rape and murder again.

Thank you, Doctor. Nothing further.

We, the jury, find the defendant, Jon Forster,

guilty of murder in the first degree, with special circumstances.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, you are released with the state's gratitude.

The defendant will be remanded to the custody of the state,

pending the determination of his sentence.

Tick-tock, Doc.

Thank you very much for your service.

Tick-tock.

Excuse me.

-Yeah? -Hey, Jack. SheIIy.

I've been calling you all morning. You okay?

-No, I'm okay. What's up? -l was worried.

You worry too much, Shelly. What's going on?

Frank Parks has been calling. He needs to speak to you immediately.

Well, you patch him through.

l had fun last night, Miss Pollard.

Me, too. Thanks for the wine-tasting lesson, Dr. Gramm.

-Jack. -Jack.

Hey, Jack. I got Frank Parks. Go ahead.

Hey, Frank.

Jack. Yeah, we got another one.

Oh, no, the same?

Every detaiI.

Right down to the lateral lacerations.

Halothane, carabiners, ropes, the works.

It's the SeattIe SIayer again.

Where are you now?

Look, Jack. There's a tape.

You're gonna wanna see it.

Jack? You stiII there?

Yeah.

Meet me at my office, okay?

Sure, Jack.

Where to?

1 1 4 Weston, please. Quickly.

WeIcome back, SeattIe.

We're continuing our interview with Jon Forster,

who was convicted of the murder of Joanie Cates, nine years ago,

based on the eyewitness testimony of her twin sister, Janie Cates.

Jon Forster is sIated to die at midnight, at Walla Walla Penitentiary.

-Do you mind changing that station, please? -Mr. Forster,

what is your reaction to the state...

Thank you.

FBl get here yet?

-Yeah, two minutes in the conference room. -Okay.

Any calls?

New York Times, WaII Street JournaI, Time, Newsweek.

They all wanna know if you have a quote about Forster's pending execution.

Oh, no comment.

Janie Cates came by to give you a present.

Dr. Gramm.

I'm sorry. l don't know if this is appropriate.

l just wanted to...

l just wanted to mark the day.

Thank you, Janie.

I'm glad that my sister Joanie hasn't been forgotten. Thank you.

For everything. You just... You went out of your way and l...

You're busy, so I'm just gonna get out of here.

Janie. We did good, Janie. We did good.

All right.

Thanks.

Can l help you?

You're one of my students?

Hi.

-Jack. -Yeah.

I'd like to introduce you to Jeremy Guber, with the Attorney General's office.

Jeremy is in charge of the Seattle Slayer task force.

Dr. Gramm, it is so good to meet you. This is a really big honor for me. lt is.

Sorry about the...

No, this is such a beautiful conference room, too.

And this special agent Mactire from the FBl.

Dr. Gramm.

Pleasure. Have a seat.

Hey, big fellow.

Ace.

Jeremy.

Seattle Slayer task force.

Well, okay, I'm sure you have a lot of questions,

so l will do the best l can to answer them, but first l...

No. First, l think we should all have a cookie.

These are from Janie Cates.

-Jeremy? -Sure, thank you.

-Frank? -No, thanks, Jack.

No?

Mr. Mactire?

You're a good sport, Jeremy.

A little milk maybe, what do you think?

Shelly, we got milk, don't we? Bring in three glasses.

Nothing for me, Jack.

All right, make that two.

No, make it three.

Maybe you'll have a change of heart.

So, let's see...

l can assume that last night's crime scene

was very much like Forster's previous crime scenes, right?

-They totally match, yeah. -And where does this take us?

Well, maybe, and this might be far-fetched, but what if the perp worked with Forster,

and these staged scenes were intended to throw some doubt on his guilty verdict?

-Go with it. -Possibly providing him

with a stay of execution or even a new trial.

Gold star, Jeremy. Big gold star.

l mean, that's exactly what l think is happening here.

No, I'm sticking with copycat.

-Yeah. -Of course, there is another possibility.

-Yeah? -Forster is innocent,

-wrongfully convicted. -No.

The task force is aware that

your expert opinion was critical in convicting Forster.

-But then why did he walk his first trial? -Procedural error.

And why has he never been tried in any of the other five pending murders

that you have attributed to him?

You realize it's the solemn duty of my office

to ensure an innocent man is not executed tonight.

You do understand that?

Look, Jack, if you have any reconsideration of testimony

or anything new you wanna lay on the table, now would be the time.

Would you say it was fair to characterize

your attitude towards Jon Forster as a personal vendetta?

Well, if we're being fair, yeah, sure. lt's a personal vendetta.

l have a personal vendetta against Ted Bundy

and Gacy and about 10 or 15 other serial murderers that are floating around...

-Jack, please. -...the streets right now.

No, this is helpful.

There is one other issue that we need to address.

Milkmaid.

What's going on here?

Do you know a woman named Dale Morris?

Yes.

How?

-She's a student of mine. -She's just a student of yours?

Okay, Dr. Gramm, we're federal agents here. You don't want to be lying here.

We had a relationship.

You're being very cryptic with me right now.

We had a professional relationship, not a sexual relationship.

About a year ago, her father died. She was very troubled.

l treated her as a psychiatrist.

l don't sleep with my students, Mr. Guber. Nor do l sleep with my patients.

Now, what does this have to do with anything, anyway?

Jack.

Dale Morris was murdered last night. She's the third and latest victim.

When was the last time you saw Dale?

l...

l saw her last night.

To our impossibly difficult professor,

we say thank you,

for making our lives miserable.

The pleasure is all mine.

We were celebrating.

You were celebrating Forster's pending execution?

No, we were celebrating his conviction, not his execution.

lt wasn't overturned so we were happy about that.

We worked hard on this case.

We have a tape that was left at the crime scene.

We're gonna play it for you now.

This message is for Dr. Jack Gramm.

You got the wrong man. Forster's innocent.

PIease don't hurt me anymore. Don't hurt me anymore.

You're gonna let me go, right?

You said you'd let me go. I read what you wanted me to read. I...

Jack, it goes on like that for about an hour before she dies.

Why do you think she's reading you that message, Dr. Gramm?

Dr. Gramm?

Dr. Gramm?

Oh, my God.

l want you to have our investigators coordinate with the FBl.

l wanna know everything Dale Morris did in the last ?4 hours.

Where she went, who she talked to.

Could you please have Dr. Gramm's car ready, please? Thank you.

-Thank you, Shelly. -For what?

-l don't know. Everything. -l hate when you do this, Jack.

Every time you do this, l think you're gonna end up dead.

-Just don't ask me to marry you again. -Why not? We're perfect for each other.

Yeah, yeah. Except that I'm gay and you're a commitment-phobe.

That's why we're perfect.

Thanks, baby.

In Dr. Gramm's own words, he anaIyzes a mentaI puzzIe.

So there are no actuaI tangibIe pieces per se.

He made a guess as to what happened to the Cates twins,

a guess based on his intuition, a personaI bias, ego.

And he soId that fiction to the jury, Lock, stock and barreI.

Jack, Look. Look at the kit e!

Jack, Look at me.

Yeah?

Hello?

Hello?

You have 88 minutes to Live.

What?

You know how Long 88 minutes can be, don't you?

-That's 1 1.:45 A.M. -Who is this?

-Tick-tock. -Who the hell is this?

-Tick-tock. -Hey, hey.

What are you saying?

-Jack Gramm Associates. -Shelly?

l want you to set a trap and a trace on my cell.

What's going on?

Yeah. l want you to contact my wireless carrier,

have them find out who made that last phone call to me.

-Jack, l could be more helpful if... -Just do it.

Just do it. l need it, all right? And call me when you get it.

Jon Forster was an Eagle Scout, which accounts for his facility with ropes.

He also worked in a veterinary office,

where he had experience using the animal tranquilizer halothane,

which is what he used to subdue his victims.

Halothane. Sorry, I'm late, gang. Thank you, Kim.

l see that the size of our class is dwindling once again.

That could be because you keep booting everyone.

My favorite med student, Mike Stempt.

Okay. The legal distinction between sanity and insanity rests upon what?

-Free will. -The concept of free will. Yeah.

And what is the most important thing

one should remember when entering a courtroom?

That insanity is a legal concept. lt's not a medical or psychiatric term.

But despite the fact that insanity is a legal concept,

it doesn't mean that someone's not sick.

Yes, Lauren.

Of all the serial killers that I've interviewed and studied,

which include our boy Bundy here, Dahmer, Gacy,

none of them were legally insane.

This is not to say they were normal.

l could argue that they couldn't help themselves

precisely because of their mental disorder.

Well, if you wanna argue, Mike, school of law is across campus.

Come on, Dr. Gramm.

lt's disingenuous to pretend our presentations are not arguments.

We create a narrative of the crime and the criminal.

Narrative is based on fact, based on logic.

We don't walk into a courtroom and advocate sentencing, do we?

We don't take sides. We check our views at the door.

You mean you want us to pretend we don't have an opinion?

We have opinions, Lauren, but we just keep them to ourselves.

Share them with your dog if you have to.

But not your parrot, 'cause it talks back.

You know, it's that kind of logic

that's gonna get you into law school across campus.

Been there. Done that.

Well, my condolences.

So, where's Dale Morris? She's absent. l don't see her.

That's a first.

l didn't take her for a quitter.

Anyone who has her phone number, please contact me after class.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Shelly.

Tick-tock, Doc. You have 83 minutes to Live, Dr. Gramm.

Tick-tock, Doc.

So where was l?

Bundy versus Forster.

-What? -Bundy versus Forster.

Thank you, Lauren.

You're welcome.

What we're gonna explore today is the similarities and dissimilarities, say,

from Ted Bundy's modus operandi, as compared to Jon Forster's.

Dr. Gramm, your phone's ringing.

-Jack, are you there? -Shelly, what's going on?

The call was made from a cell phone. One of those you buy and pay minutes for.

Registered to whom?

-Look, l know you're in class, but... -Yes, so who is it registered to?

A Kate Gramm.

Jack, it's a common enough name. lt doesn't have to be your sister.

lt's just a coincidence.

lt's not a coincidence.

-lt's not a coincidence. -Jack, I'm losing you.

Shelly? God damn it. Shelly?

Have you found out who my phone is registered to by now?

Poor Kate. Or is it Katie you Like to caII her?

I'm gonna find you. You understand?

I'm gonna find out what you're up to, you son of a bitch,

and I'm gonna put an end to your threats, once and for all. You understand?

She suffered for such a Long time. You remember how Long, don't you?

You stiII feeI guiIty about her?

You feeI guiIty about faIsifying the evidence? Lying under oath?

Tick-tock, Doc. You have 79 minutes to Live.

You find this funny, Albert? Who are you calling on your phone?

Let me see your phone.

-l was just... -Let me see that goddamn phone.

l was just checking the Mariners score.

-You were what? -l was checking the Mariners score.

Okay, what's the score?

The score.

What's the damn score?

lt's 3-1 Mariners, bottom of the first.

-Oh, my God, l can't believe it. -What is it, Leeza? What's the problem?

-Look. -What?

What's going on here?

lt says that Dale Morris was murdered last night.

-Is that true, Dr. Gramm? -Yeah.

You knew? You knew and you didn't tell us?

You knew and you asked for Dale's number?

Is it the Slayer?

-lt could be. -Could be?

Well, the police haven't released any information yet.

-Are we all in danger? -l can't believe you didn't tell us.

-Dr. Gramm? -Dean Johnson.

Someone called in a bomb threat.

Everyone needs to evacuate the building immediately. Thank you.

-Come on. Grab your stuff. -Let's get out of here.

I'll get your papers and presentation.

-l got the slides, Kim. -All right.

AII students, facuIty and staff must evacuate the buiIding.

I repeat, everyone must evacuate the buiIding.

AII students, facuIty and staff must evacuate the buiIding.

I repeat, everyone must evacuate the buiIding.

PIease remain caIm and do not run.

Proceed to the northern end of the campus.

I repeat, we must evacuate the buiIding.

Jack? What are you doing? Get going.

What was that on the screen?

Some student playing a joke, l guess.

You of all people know that every outbreak of school violence is preceded by a threat.

You need to report this to Campus Security immediately.

Carol, l get a threat like this three or four times a year.

Your incredible arrogance makes me want to slap the shit out of you, Jack.

Well, l wish you would have disclosed your true feelings about me

before we became such good friends.

Maybe you should stop hiding behind your assessments of other people

and start assessing yourself.

'Cause you need to get over your past and on with your life

'cause what you're living isn't one.

isn't that what you tell your patients?

-Gum? -Thank you.

I'll call Campus Security and let them know you're on your way.

Where did you go last night? When you left the bar.

-Home. -Were you alone?

Screw you.

Roger. We're on it.

Yeah.

The press got a hold of Dale's name. lt's all over the news.

Yeah, well, l know that.

And Forster's attorneys are going to the appeIIate court.

They're going to try to get a stay.

A stay? On what grounds?

They are claiming that

these murders prove that the real killers have never been brought to justice.

Nonsense. They're just trying to buy time. They're desperate.

They're also claiming that you falsified testimony and concealed evidence.

Well, that's old news. God damn it.

Who is that guy?

What about Dale Morris? Did we find anything more about her?

She was murdered in her apartment

somewhere between the hours of ?*00 and 0:00 a.m.

-Any sign of forced entry? -No.

Does Forster still have that legion of groupies visiting him at prison?

Are you kidding? He's like a goddamn rock star, website and all.

All right, l want you to pull the background checks on all my students,

and get back to me.

Damn.

Oh, no.

Okay.

Kim? What are you doing here?

I'm getting my car. lt's parked here like it is every day l come to the campus.

That was really horrible. Just horrible what you did in class.

-This was a new low for you. -l was looking for potential suspects.

That's what l was doing. What did you do after you left the party last night?

l didn't wind up drunk in bed with a stranger like you.

You left the party with Dale Morris, the girl that was murdered, didn't you?

-Yes, l did. -So what did you do? Where did you go?

You are not seriously considering...

Where did you go?

We went to the Hickory Stick. We had a drink, two drinks.

-And then? -And then l went home, alone.

-You have anyone that can verify that? -No. No one can verify it.

Come on. I've been your teaching assistant for two years.

I'm your friend. I'm here to help you, if you'll let me.

Follow me.

Follow me.

Who did that?

What does it mean?

Well, according to an anonymous phone caller,

it means l got 72 minutes left to live.

Can l borrow your cell phone? l broke mine.

These are my car keys.

Could you take that around front and meet me there in 10 minutes?

-l have to go to Campus Security. -Okay.

-Call me on my Blackberry if you run late. -Okay.

Shelly, you're gonna have to reach me on Kim's cell phone.

What happened to yours?

-I broke it. -What?

-You have her number, don't you? -Yeah, I do.

Listen, just forward all the calls, okay, to Kim's cell.

Please. Thanks.

-Dr. Gramm. -Hey, Mike.

Everyone is pretty upset about Dale.

Yeah, well, that's understandable, considering the circumstances. Yes.

l had a question about Jon Forster.

Yeah? What?

Well, I've been going through the trial transcripts and case history.

Why would you do that?

To understand your process better, how you come to your conclusions.

And?

What?

Is it possible Forster is innocent?

No.

You won't even consider the possibility?

Nope.

You're completely convinced the scenario you put together is the only one?

First of all, l didn't put together a scenario.

l recreated a crime scene. Second, l didn't convict Forster. A jury did.

But the evidence was circumstantial. No DNA, no murder weapon.

Nothing directly linking Forster to the crime,

except your narrative and Janie Cates' testimony, which...

What's your point?

Just that your testimony was very convincing.

That's my job. To be convincing.

l thought it was to be right.

Help!

Somebody, please!

Help! Help!

-Lauren. -Dr. Gramm.

-What happened to you? -He's wearing a leather jacket.

He's out there. l bit his hand, it's bleeding.

His hand is bloody. Can you get him?

-You're okay? -Go get him now! I'm fine!

-Watch my car! -This is a police action!

There's been an assault.

-l wanna see your hands. -Back off!

-Roll the window down. -No!

I'm a forensic psychiatrist with the FBl. There.

Okay? Open the window now.

-Yeah. -See? Well, roll down the window

and let me see your hands. Let me see your hands.

You got nothing to hide, you can show me.

No. Look, I'm trying to go home. What?

Okay, sorry.

Excuse me.

There's been an assault. l wanna see your hand.

Okay. Hold on!

There's been an assault. l gotta check your hands.

I'm a forensic psychiatrist with the FBl.

Okay?

Thank you very much.

Sorry.

l couldn't find him. Here.

This is stupid. I'm so stupid. l can't believe I'm so weak.

-I'm such a wimp. -lt's not your fault. Come on.

l can't believe l let him get away like that. Okay? l should have fought back more.

Stop beating yourself up. What exactly happened?

He came at me from behind. He put this rag over my mouth and l bit his hand.

-Did the rag have an odor to it? -Smelled sweet.

lt's halothane, right?

-Yeah. -He's the one.

-Probably, yeah. -l let Dale's murderer get away.

Hey, will you stop beating yourself up? Now tell me something.

-l can't believe Dale's dead. -Tell me something.

Could you identify him if you saw him again?

He came at me from behind. l didn't see.

Let's go. Let's go to Campus Security and tell them everything.

Hello? This woman has just been attacked.

Are you okay?

-l think so. -What's your name?

I'm Lauren Douglas.

-And who are you? -I'm Jack Gramm.

The famous Dr. Jack Gramm?

Dean Johnson phoned and said you'd be coming in.

Is there someone to interview Miss Douglas now, please?

-Jimmy? -Yeah.

-You wanna check out this girl? -lnn a minute.

Right this way.

What is going on here?

The person who attacked her may still be on the campus.

What the hell are you guys doing?

We got all these guys out on the bomb scare.

Will you excuse me for one moment? lt's a little crazy around here.

Jimmy, get off the phone and interview Miss Douglas, please.

I'll be right there.

Thank you.

Why don't you sit down here?

Okay, you okay?

-Jack Gramm Associates. -Shelly? Get Frank,

-and patch him through when you get him. -Okay.

Okay, thank you.

l don't want you going back to your apartment

until the locks are changed, Lauren.

l don't really have anywhere else to go.

After you talk to the officer here, go back to my office.

Shelly will find you a place to stay.

-Okay. -Come on. lt's gonna be all right.

I'm sorry for all the trouble l caused, Dr. Gramm.

Miss Douglas. Right this way.

Right in here.

-Yeah? -Hey, l left word for Frank.

-Okay. There's been another incident. -Okay.

The Forster case, that's your thing, right?

Wrong, it's not my thing.

l saw your testimony on Court TV.

-Is that right? -You fill those out.

Yeah, l follow the big crime cases.

They fascinate me.

And when Dr. Jack Gramm takes the stand... You come up with things l didn't think of.

Yeah, this here, this is just a job until...

-Until you pass your police entrance exam. -See? How did you know that?

-Just a guess. -That's the thing about you.

You know how to put two plus two and you make it four.

Or five.

Third time's a charm though.

I'm not gonna be a campus cop to a bunch of snot-nosed rich kids.

-Especially these rich bitches. They don't... -For the record, my car was vandalized.

The windows were smashed. Did a number on the body. Look into it.

Dr. Gramm?

Dr. Gramm?

Hey, this is Johnny D'Franco, from Campus Security.

Can you get me Dean Johnson?

-Jack Gramm Associates. -Yeah, Shelly.

-Did you find Frank? -No, not yet. What the hell is going on?

Well, l received a threatening phone call saying l have 88 minutes to live.

1 1.:45 this morning, and my time is up.

Pull out my risk assessment file. Anybody rating eight and above,

I want you to cross-reference against Forster.

And when you find Frank,

ask him if Sara Pollard or any of my students ever visited Forster in prison.

Who's Sara Pollard?

She's the girI I met at the party Last night.

CaII Warden Eaton,

and have him make a List of all the phone numbers

Forster called in the last 72 hours.

Where should l fax the list?

My apartment. And run a check on Kim.

Kim?

Yeah, just do it, okay? Hello.

Jack.

-Damn it. -The car is out front.

-Drives great. -Oh, good.

-Are you okay? You look a little freaked out. -Yeah. You have a battery for your phone?

Yeah, l do.

-What the hell is this? -What are you doing?

God damn it, what is this?

What are you doing with a gun in your purse?

Jesus, why don't you just announce it to the world?

l don't think they heard you in the English department.

-Why the gun, Kim? -For protection.

-Where did you get it? -l have a permit. My dad's a cop.

-Why do you need a gun? -l don't. My dad thinks l do.

Why?

-l have a crazy ex-boyfriend, okay, Jack? -Oh, Jesus. God.

Yeah. l really know how to pick them or what?

The judge says if he threatens anyone, he goes back to jail.

Back to jail? What jail?

Prison, actually. Walla Walla.

That's where Forster is.

Come on, let's go.

Special Agent Parks.

Frank, it's Jack.

I'm at the university campus. We got a problem here.

Someone attacked one of my students and tried to knock her out with halothane.

WeII, that's the SeattIe SIayer's MO.

l know, hold on. Give me a second.

Yeah. There's a security guard on this campus, his name is D'Franco.

l don't like him. He's suspicious.

l want you to take him in for questioning, okay?

Also get a warrant and search his place.

Jesus Christ, Jack.

You know l can't just get a warrant without sufficient grounds.

Just get a warrant, Frank. Come on.

Do you think he's the SIayer?

-The link to Forster on the outside? -lt's possible.

Listen, l checked the names that Shelly gave me of your students.

And there's no record of Lauren Douglas, Kim Whitman, or Sara Pollard,

but you're gonna love this.

Mike Stempt, he visited Forster four times over the Last six weeks.

Mike Stempt. What was his reason?

Research. He had written permission.

No, no, no, no. l didn't give him any permission, written or otherwise.

Well, it's your signature, Jack. l got a copy of it right here.

Hold on. That ex... Hold on a second.

That ex-boyfriend of yours. What's his name?

Guy LaForge.

Run a check on a parolee named Guy LaForge,

served time at Walla Walla with Forster.

And l will call you back when l get to my apartment.

All right.

You think D'Franco's working with Forster?

WeII, someone is.

-l got Dean Johnson. -Yeah.

They found a backpack in your lecture hall.

Well, was a bomb in there?

No. A photo of dynamite, and a timer with a note addressed to you.

What did it say?

''Tick-tock.''

-What does it mean, Jack? -I'll call you back.

-Are you okay? -Yeah.

What the hell was that?

Probably someone trying to scare us.

Who do you think would do something like that?

Does your boyfriend drive a motorcycle?

Yeah.

Except he's not my boyfriend anymore.

Yeah.

How does it feeI to know you won't Live through another night?

Fifty-six minutes. Tick-tock, Doc.

Let's go.

Guy LaForge.

He isn't a boyfriend, is he?

The only thing that got me out of West Texas was my book smarts,

and when l left for college, l had that. But l didn't have much else.

So l tried to fit in. l drank too much,

thought too little.

And l met Guy.

And he was this English working class rock star wannabe,

and l fell for him.

And l married him when l graduated.

He didn't take too well to my aspirations for higher education.

lnn fact, he didn't really want me to leave the house.

And when l disobeyed, he got filthy drunk and he beat me black and blue.

That's when he got arrested and l divorced him.

I've been trying to make up for lost time ever since.

-You know, Forster's trying to kill me. -Forster's in prison.

Yeah, l know. He's got somebody on the outside trying to do the job.

He's gonna kill me.

lf l don't get him first.

Whoever is working with Forster must be close to you, a friend even.

-l don't have many friends. -Now, that's a plus.

Yeah, it's a real pleasure to look at everyone you know as your would-be murderer.

Paranoia is a normal state of mind, huh?

Where's Earl?

l don't know. I'm a temp. The agency sent me.

Dr. Gramm?

There's a package for you.

How did you know my name?

l don't. lt was a question.

Yeah?

-There's no return address on this? -No.

-Well, who delivered it? -A courier.

But there was another person here at the same time looking for you.

Who? What was his name?

No, l didn't get it.

Well, he walked in when l was on the phone with the plumber.

He said he'd be right back.

Okay.

You want me to pull surveillance tapes for you?

lt shouldn't take more than an hour to get somebody up here with the keys.

-l don't have an hour. -No?

Hey, you know, he was also wearing leathers.

He had a motorcycle helmet.

That's Guy. He was here.

lf he comes back, don't send him up to my apartment.

Yeah.

-Hi, Dr. Gramm. -Hi, Hilda.

How did Guy know you were going to be here?

How does he even know where you live?

Oh, Walther P99.

That'll blow a hole through any theory.

What? l grew up around guns.

Maybe he didn't know l was gonna be here, maybe that's why he showed up.

l better find out where he went after the party last night.

There's a Lauren DougIas to see you. ShouId I send her up?

Okay, send her up.

He got that right, didn't he?

Hey, what's that?

-This? -Yeah.

lt's a chemical detector.

lt sniffs out vapors. Customs agents use them.

And?

Not a bomb.

-That's good. -Yeah.

-Hi. -Hi.

-You're okay? -Yeah. I'm better, thank you.

-What do you have? -l went to see Shelly like you said,

and she tried to fax you over some papers, but the machine was down.

So l said I'd bring the risk assessment profiles over myself.

l didn't know you had company.

Dale told me how good you were with her when her dad died. She was so grateful.

-Dr. Gramm? -Yeah?

lf there's anything l can do to help you find Dale's murderer,

will you let me know?

Of course, yes. Thank you.

Can l call you a cab or something?

No, Mike's gonna give me a ride. Okay.

-Thanks for these, Lauren. -Bye.

All those people have threatened you?

Well, you know, it comes with the territory.

How come you never mention that in class?

How many students wind up going into this field anyway?

Not very many, with you booting all of them.

Yeah.

Can l ask you a personal question?

No.

How come you never got married? l mean, you're a pretty good prospect.

You obviously make a shitload of money.

Why would l get married? l mean, I'm a target for any nut with a grudge.

l can't afford emotional attachments.

Yeah, but don't you want kids? Don't you want a family?

I'm too old for kids.

You're too young for me, Kim.

-Yeah. -Jack, it's SheIIy.

What the hell happened to you? Where you been?

Making calls for you on four lines simultaneously. The fax is down.

I know, Lauren DougIas came over and brought some papers with her.

-Jack, you better turn on MSNBC. -Why?

Forster got a judge to grant his request for an interview.

He's on Live.

This is gonna heat things up with the state pending, don't you think?

Shelly, listen to me.

l want you to send some of the boys over to my apartment, all right?

There may be someone down in my lobby in biker leathers when they get there, okay?

-You got a name? -Yes, his name is Guy LaForge.

Put a photo out on the FBl wire, okay?

If you're not granted another stay of execution,

are you prepared to die?

You want me to call the police?

No, no, let Frank handle it. He'll know what to do.

I mean, as prepared as a man can be for something that he didn't do.

Listen, you didn't messenger over a package to my apartment, did you?

No.

There's a lot of peopIe out there that beIieve in your innocence.

And I'm gratefuI.

-You know anyone who might have? -No.

ThankfuI for their prayers...

-Everything goes through your office. -...and support.

What about Sara Pollard? You find anything out?

You didn't actually pay her, did you, Jack?

-Pay her, what do you mean? -She works for an escort service.

Escort service?

-You didn't know? -No, l didn't know.

What? l mean, she told me she was a lawyer. A student lawyer.

What are your thoughts at this time?

WeII, Stephanie, that's one thing I don't have a lot of...

You got a number for her?

Yeah, a phone number and address.

Well, l know the address. Let me have the number.

If Dr. Gramm were with us right now, what wouId you say to him?

555-1352.

WeII, he knows that I didn't do this.

-There's onIy one... -Thanks.

...other person in this worId who knows that I've been framed,

been raiIroaded, set up,

that I am totaIIy innocent.

And that is renowned forensic psychiatrist, Dr. Jack Gramm.

So if you asked me what wouId I say to Jack Gramm?

I'd say, ''Why me?''

I mean, I understand you suffered a great Loss with your sister.

I feeI your pain, Dr. Gramm.

-Pick up, damn it. -But that does not exonerate you

from faIseIy accusing me of things

that you know that I did not, couId not have done.

Pick up, Sara.

I mean, if I can be convicted of this voodoo forensic science, think about it,

who's safe?

Shelly? Shelly? l want you to get me MSNBC.

-l want to talk to that son of bitch. -...nor wiII I be the Last.

Jack, l really don't think that's a good idea.

lt's a good idea. Just get him, and when you get him, call me back. Okay?

But I find it hard to beIieve that Dr. Jack Gramm can be out there,

psycho-babbIing innocent peopIe into the death chamber.

Who's the murderer now, Jack?

Yeah?

Who's the murderer now?

Jack?

Yeah, we got D'Franco in custody. l got the warrant.

The guys are on their way over to his place right now.

Did he say anything about Forster?

Quite a bit, but nothing usefuI.

What about Guy LaForge?

He hasn't checked in with his parole officer in six weeks.

Well, he was at my apartment building less than an hour ago,

and he said he's coming back.

Listen, Frank.

l got a call a little while ago saying l have 88 minutes to live.

Jesus, Jack. Why 88 minutes?

l don't know.

You got any idea who this caIIer is?

You better find Guy LaForge before he gets here, okay?

Listen, let me call you back.

Jack? Shit.

Mom? Dad?

Jack?

There's someone here. And he wants to taIk to you.

Where are you? PIease come home quickIyl

I'm scared of the man.

Is that what you wanted me to say?

Jack, come here now! HeIp Me! HeIp Me!

Jack, what is that?

My sister.

Oh, my God.

That's horrible. Who would send that to you?

There's only two copies of this tape in the world.

One is locked up in the custody of the NYPD.

And the other

is in a restricted access room in my office file cabinet

with the highest security measures.

So you think it was stolen? Of course it was stolen.

Do you think l stole it?

You think l stole it?

You left the bar last night with Dale.

You were one of the last people to see her alive. Maybe the last.

Jack, you think l stole the tape and killed Dale?

Have you lost your mind?

l don't have clearance to your restricted access room.

Why was Guy LaForge at the bar last night?

He was trying to protect me.

From what?

-From you. -From me? He knows about me?

-Yes. -What does he know about me?

He knows l have a silly girlish crush on you.

Jack, hold on a second.

l just got an email back from Mike Stempt, okay?

He saw Guy at Darby's Club last night.

When Mike left at 3:00 a.m., Guy was still sitting there,

and the bouncer booted him at 6:00 a.m.

So there's no way that Guy could have killed Dale Morris.

-Yeah? -Did you Listen to the tape, Dr. Gramm?

Why'd you Leave IittIe Katie all aIone? Why, Dr. Gramm?

She'd stiII be aIive today, if you hadn't Left her all aIone to die.

Now it's your turn. In a bIaze of gIory.

Tick-tock, Doc. Thirty-seven minutes.

Yeah?

Hey, Jack, l got MSNBC on the line. They'll patch you through to the prison.

You sure you wanna do this?

Shelly, there's been a breach in my place in my most secure area.

Did you ever give anyone clearance to go into my secure files?

Jack, what are you saying?

Did you ever let an unauthorized person into my secure files area?

No, never. To anyone. Ever.

Okay.

Put me through to MSNBC.

-Frank? -Yeah.

Yeah, you'd better turn on MSNBC. They've granted Forster a live interview.

I can't, Jack, I'm in the car.

lt's all right, they simulcast. You can just turn on 750 AM.

I'm phoning in.

Now, wait a second. You think that's such a good idea, with all the court actions?

l think he's behind everything.

l think he's behind the phone calls and the threats.

I'm gonna try to get inside his head. Make him crack.

Okay? You wanna stay on the line, please?

-Dr. Gramm? -Yeah.

-You're on the air. -Good.

I'm being toId that we have Dr. Jack Gramm joining us by phone.

-Dr. Gramm, are you there? -I'm here.

Have you been watching the interview?

-Is that what you call it? -What wouId you caII it?

l don't know, l don't call it an interview. I'd call it entertainment.

l call it a performance, maybe.

WeII, you must have something to say, or you wouIdn't have caIIed in.

Yeah, l think it's very interesting that Forster talks about forgiveness.

l mean, l just want him to know that his victims have not forgiven him.

Look, you lied under oath, Dr. Gramm, and you know it.

This is not about me.

This is about the women you raped and tortured and murdered.

Women like Joanie Cates.

I had nothing to do with her death and you know it.

Nothing to do with her death?

There was an eyewitness, her twin sister, who identified you.

She was at the scene and identified you!

She was drugged and beaten so badIy,

she said that she couIdn't be sure, but you...

You berated her untiI she said it was me.

interesting you didn't say you were innocent.

I had nothing to do with the death and you know it.

No, l don't. l know you were convicted. l know you were convicted by a jury.

You were tried and convicted, that's what l know.

Tried? That wasn't a triaI, that was an inquisition,

and the jury beIieved your lies.

You had to cause pain and suffering and death, just so you could feel alive.

Wait a second.

Pain and suffering is something you forensics know how to infIict.

l mean, even your idol, Ted Bundy, ultimately, identified his victims.

How about it, man? identify your victims. How about it?

The bodies of Terry Hines, Alicia Smith, Samantha Greene. Where are they, man?

Come on, where are they?

Give these people's families closure, man! Give them closure.

You're on national television now!

Millions of people are watching you. Come on!

How about your coIIeague in London, in the CIark case, huh?

Putting away an innocent mother for murdering her baby? WeII don e!

WeII done, Doctor. You must be so proud to be part of such an eIite fraternity.

FortunateIy for her, her conviction was overturned

when the doctor's testimony turned out to be patentIy absurd.

Quack, quack, Dr. Gramm. You know what?

Why don't you take a good Look at your watch? A good Look.

Now, imagine what it wouId be Like to be minutes away from your own death.

To hear the ticking of a cIock

and know that your time on Earth is drawing to a cIose.

Thank you.

There's another package for you, Dr. Gramm. ShouId I send it up?

This, just in.

A three-judge paneI of the Ninth Circuit

has just granted Jon Forster a stay of execution.

What?

Are you serious?

You hear that, Frank?

Yeah, l heard. Forster got the stay.

l got him going, though, didn't l? No cigar.

Why did you send me on a wiId goose chase, Jack?

What do you mean, wild goose chase?

D'Franco, he's not a serial killer. He's a serial groupie.

So he's a groupie, so what? What's the big deal?

I just got a caII from Jeremy Guber from the Attorney GeneraI's office.

You're wanted for questioning in the murder of Dale Morris.

What? What are you talking about?

They've found physical evidence at her apartment that implicates you, Jack.

What evidence?

Jack, you know l can't say.

What do you mean, you can't say? What does that mean?

-Frank? -There's someone to see you, Dr. Gramm.

Hey, mister, you can't go up there.

You told the doorman not to let anyone up.

lt's all right, don't worry. Don't worry, no one's getting in.

The State Attorney GeneraI has just announced that he is appeaIing the stay

to the State Supreme Court immediateIy.

Jack, look.

We'II keep you informed of further deveIopments.

lt's your boyfriend.

Let Kim go.

l know this man and l know he's not gonna hurt me.

l have to open the door.

Well, do it quick 'cause we're smoking up here.

Kim!

Guy, there's no problem here. Put down the gun. I'm fine.

Guy's been shot, no!

On the roof, there's a fire escape, okay?

-When l say go, follow me. -Okay.

-Do you think he's dead? -l don't know. lt doesn't look good.

We should go back up there. l gotta go back up there and help him.

No, you can't go up there. Man.

-Yeah? -Jack, I need to taIk to you.

l need a few minutes to clarify something.

Shelly, l can't talk now.

I' II taIk to you when I get to Sara PoIIard's apartment.

Mrs. Lowinsky. You okay?

-I'm just a little dizzy. -Okay.

We found the source. We got an incendiary device with a timer.

Get a bomb squad in there in case there's a second one. Go.

-Get her some oxygen. -All right. We got her, sir.

Let's get her outside. Easy, ma'am, you're gonna be all right.

Jack, l don't see the shooter out here, do you?

-Jack... -He's got a gun!

Where?

-Where the hell is he? Where? -Jack!

Get down!

-Kim! -Keep moving!

Kim, where are you?

Go, go, go! People, get back!

-Are you okay? -Yeah, I'm gonna live.

Here, let's go.

Where are we going?

Sara Pollard's house. The girl l was with last night.

That's funny. lt worked in the garage.

-Why did you do that? -l don't know. l had a feeling...

You okay?

What next?

l don't know.

-Okay, let's get out of here. -Okay.

-That your cab, driver? -Yeah.

Okay. I'll give you 100 bucks, you let me drive it.

-I'm just going across town. -Hundred bucks?

Hundred bucks plus tip. How's that?

All right.

l cannot believe it.

Guy's dead. He is. He's dead.

Shit.

You have nothing to say, huh?

lt's just another day in the life of Jack Gramm.

Was I actuaIIy fooIing myseIf into thinking I couId have a reIationship with you?

I'm a doctoraI student in behavioraI science, for God's sake.

I ought to have enough common sense to figure this out.

I mean, what was I thinking?

Okay.

Would you wait outside the cab for a minute?

-You bet. -Thanks.

You asked me about my kid sister.

Okay. lt was a long time ago.

She was staying at my apartment in New York City.

She was 1 2, l was 28.

And l was late for a meeting, a very important meeting,

a meeting that was gonna change my life.

lt was gonna make me into somebody important,

make all my dreams come true.

So l went to this meeting on my dissertation,

and l left her there by herself.

Now l could have taken her with me, l could have left her with friends,

l could have postponed the meeting.

But l chose not to, because l was in a hurry.

Anyway, l left her there alone.

At the time, l was working on a case. This guy had strangled six women.

We were very close to nailing him.

He was upset and he wanted to get back at me.

So he came to my apartment, only l wasn't there.

At that time, l wasn't as concerned with security.

l was careless,

so he broke the door down and he went in,

and did things to my baby sister.

Katherine was her name. Katie.

He did things that you wouldn't do to an animal that was bred for slaughter.

Anyway,

when they caught him, he laughed,

and said

it took him 88 minutes.

lt took him 88 minutes to hack my sister to bits.

Jack.

He is in prison now,

coming up for his fifth parole hearing.

l left New York.

Left all that behind me and came here to Seattle.

You know, it seemed the perfect place,

in some far-off corner of the continental USA,

to see if l have a second act in me.

Whoever stole that tape knows the meaning of 88 minutes.

Is that enough?

Okay, let's go.

lf Sara's not home, we don't have a search warrant.

Well, we don't need a search warrant. We're not gonna arrest anybody.

We're just breaking and entering.

Not a good sign.

Don't say l never gave you anything.

This looks familiar. When did you take it?

-Guess it doesn't matter, does it? -lt just might.

-Okay, check it out. That way. -Okay.

Oh, Jesus.

What is it?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

-Okay, Kim. Calm down. All right. -Oh, my God. She's dead. She's dead.

What kind of twisted mind could do that?

-Who could torture somebody like that? -Just breathe, just breathe, just breathe.

-I'm all right. Okay. -Breathe, breathe.

-Breathe. -Oh, God.

-Get control, get control. -Okay.

I'm in control.

-Okay, you're in control? -Yeah.

-Okay, good. Let me show you something. -Okay.

That's my signature.

Forged. Credit card receipt.

This whole place is filled with my DNA.

Police are gonna come here, they're gonna know l was with Sara

and they're gonna think l killed her.

-Your phone. Answer it. -Yeah.

Yeah.

-Jack? -Carol?

Carol?

Did you hear the tape of your sister's 88 minutes of suffering?

I sent it to your apartment.

What are you saying, Carol? What is this?

The Porsche was a close call.

I caIIed Frank and toId him you murdered Sara after you kiIIed DaIe.

You thought you were so smart.

InvincibIe and unbeatabIe.

Jon Forster's given you a death sentence and he's about to be freed.

How ironic.

You've got 18 minutes left.

Meet me at your office alone.

Tick-tock.

-What is it? -lt's Carol.

She wants me to meet her at the university at my office.

Let's go.

-Come on. -Okay.

Shelly, what the hell are you doing here?

l need to talk to you.

That poor girl. That poor, poor girl.

-lt was me. -Sit, sit.

-lt was me. -Shelly. Just calm down.

l broke the security protocol.

Why?

Well, about six weeks ago,

l had a drink in your office with a student of yours.

A couple of drinks, actually.

And she made an advance,

and it was late,

but the office was jammed with peopIe working stiII.

And when we woke up, she'd Left. She didn't have a briefcase,

she had nothing that she could put the tape in, but...

But somebody else must have. Somebody else did.

While we were sleeping probably.

Who was this girl? What was her name?

lt was Lauren. Lauren Douglas.

And here is the... Here's a picture from the security camera.

This is the person that must have rifled through my files

and found the combination to your vault and took the tape.

This is not a person, Shelly. lt's a hat and a coat.

And this is the photo lD of everyone that's visited Forster in the last month.

Can you ever forgive me?

lf l can't forgive you, Shelly, l don't deserve you.

Understand?

Okay.

l want you to call Carol. Patch her through to me.

-Okay? Come on. -Okay.

Kim?

Kim?

Hi, could you transfer me to Dean Johnson's office please?

Kim?

Kim?

Kim?

Where are you going in such a hurry, Jack?

Something upstairs you don't want me to see?

There's a woman named Sara Pollard upstairs very dead.

You can see her if you like.

-Look, I'm a straight shooter, right, Jack? -Yeah.

-And you would never screw me over, right? -Oh, come on.

Then why are your fingerprints all over Dale Morris' apartment?

-They are? -Yeah.

And you were right about the halothane in her bloodstream.

But what you failed to mention is the fact that it's your semen in her vaginal cavity.

-Okay. -Is your semen in Sara Pollard as well?

Where the hell are you going with this, Frank?

Can't you see this is a frame?

Forster is coordinating this whole thing from prison. Can't you see that?

Yeah, right. Well, is it Forster's semen in Sara Pollard, or is it yours, Jack?

Somebody hired Sara Pollard to be with me last night, then killed her.

Took my semen, deposited it into Dale Morris.

Do you have any idea how absurd that sounds?

No, it's not absurd. l don't have time to explain, Frank.

-Carol isn't answering. -What? What?

Carol isn't answering.

Get the names of all the women lawyers who work for Forster.

l want their names and ages.

-Look, l know how you operate, Jack. -What the hell are you doing?

l know how you use people.

lt's no secret you're a womanizer. You drink too much.

How do l know that you haven't gone completely over the edge?

-Oh, man, l can't believe it! -How the hell do l know

-what you're capable of doing anymore? -What did l do, Frank?

Did l send myself a tape?

Did l blow up my car? Did l set my apartment on fire?

Did l fire bullets at myself?

For God's sakes, Frank, will you wake up?

What the hell are you... What are you doing?

Look, l have no idea who you are anymore, Jack.

You don't?

-I've got Gramm. I'm bringing him in. -No, you're not gonna do this.

Frank. Frank. Just give me some time, okay?

Just give me some time. l can untangle this. Okay?

Just give me... Here, give me some time.

Don't move or l will blow your fucking head off.

Don't point a gun at me, Frank.

Don't point a gun at me. Please.

l wanted to sync up our watches, that's all.

All right, Jack.

What do you need?

l need time. l need 10 minutes. Okay? Here, let's sync up now.

At 1 1 :40, meet me at my office at the university.

Kim? What happened?

l know you're only trying to help me, but don't go to my office on campus.

You understand? lt's dangerous. Don't be a hero.

When you get this message, you call me back ASAP.

You understand? lt's Jack.

-Yeah. -StiII no answer in Dean Johnson's office.

Hold on. Yeah.

-Jack? -Kim, whatever you do,

do not go to my office on the campus. Do you understand?

You have 1 4 minutes.

What?

It was me, Jack. I set you up.

l had a computer dialing service call you at prearranged times

using an electronically altered voice.

Kim, this is no time to joke.

Meet me in your office in 10 minutes, Jack. 1 1 :40. Don't be late.

Kim?

Kim!

Oh, shit.

Man.

Yeah.

Hey, Jack, I got the names of those women on Forster's IegaI team.

There were three.

Hannah Baker, 53, Rosanne Caputo, 47, and...

-Lydia Doherty, 28. -And Lydia Doherty, 28. How'd you know?

'Cause her name's on the sign-in sheet you gave me.

l want you to do a search on Lydia Doherty.

l want you to get all the information you can.

Fax it to my office on campus. Okay? Do it now.

Hey, another 100 bucks and I'll wait.

What the hell are you doing here?

This is Lauren Douglas' bag.

lt was stolen today. l found it in your desk.

Halothane. What's it doing here?

What are you doing here?

Is this what you used to kill Dale and Sara?

-Or do you have no idea about this, too? -Oh, sure, l do.

l left all that stuff here in my desk so you'd come along and find it.

You convinced the jury Forster was guilty.

How do l know you didn't kill those women, too?

Who sent you here?

Yeah. I'd like to report a suspect

-in the Seattle Slayer case. -What the...

-Dr. Jack Gramm. -Give me that damn phone!

What the hell's the matter with you? Who sent you here?

What, you think I'm too dumb to figure it out for myself?

Yes, l do.

Because whoever sent you here is deeply involved in the Slayer killings.

Lydia Doherty.

-Lydia Doherty. -Who the hell is that?

Yeah?

Come to the Stern Building now. Corner office, seventh floor.

AIone.

You have five minutes, Jack.

-What are you doing? -I'm not moving.

l don't have time to explain this. Get away from the door.

-Come on! -You're gonna shoot me?

Yeah.

I'm a bad shot.

Frank, when you get this message,

I'm gonna be at the Stern Building on the seventh floor.

Get there as soon as you can.

Oh, God.

Punctual, Dr. Gramm.

-I'm gonna give you a Bv for effort. -Yeah.

Dean Johnson is indisposed, but I'm sure she'd say hello, if she could.

As for your heroic friend, Kim, she didn't quite make the grade.

-Lydia. -You got the name right.

Lydia Doherty. Copycat murderer.

God, l wish Forster could see your face. You look so totally clueless.

l hope that's not a gun you're holding.

Is that a gun, Dr. Gramm?

-What do you want? -Is that a gun?

-l have a gun. -Then do this,

put it on the floor, slide it to me.

To me.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

Okay.

I'm gonna slide it.

One more time, slide it to me.

Slowly.

And move back.

Better.

I'd like to talk to Jon Forster, please. This is his appeals attorney, Lydia Doherty.

They monitor his calls, you know.

You're gonna implicate him.

The brilliant Dr. Gramm's latest psycho gambit, is that it?

I'm sorry for all the troubIe I caused, Dr. Gramm.

You know that I did, Dr. Gramm, with honors.

DaIe toId me how good you were with her when her dad died. She was so gratefuI.

But despite the fact that insanity is a IegaI concept,

it doesn't mean that someone's not sick.

Have him call me on my cell. He knows the number.

What do you want?

How about we start with a confession?

-l confess. -To what?

To what? To everything. Whatever. l confess.

l want you to speak clearly and l want the truth.

Where do l start?

-Janie Cates. -Janie Cates?

l coached...

Shut it off.

-Shut it off. -l am.

-Go again. -Okay.

-l coached Janie Cates. -lnn what trial?

l coached Janie Cates in Jon Forster's trial.

l coached her. She perjured herself. l gave false testimony.

And Jon Forster was convicted.

-Based on unlawful testimony. -Based on unlawful testimony.

Feel good?

What are you doing? Are you assessing me?

Are you looking for a weakness, Dr. Gramm?

I'm just wondering what's next.

Aren't you gonna offer to make me a deal? Sacrifice yourself for Kim and Carol?

Be the hero.

Well, that wouldn't fly now, would it? I'd offer it, but it wouldn't fly.

Rejected. Do you have any other moves?

Or are you spent so quickly?

l could move my eyes like this, just look behind you.

See that there's someone there with a gun pointed at your head.

-How much time l got left? -You have about a minute.

Jack.

Enough time for your last words. I'm not gonna deny you those.

All this torture, all this torment, for an infatuation?

lt's not infatuation, don't demean me.

Well, if it's not an infatuation, what is it?

Stop, please!

Jack, help.

l went to great lengths to pull this off.

Jon really appreciates the quality of my work.

Timing the phone calls,

perfecting the ropes and pulleys, implicating everyone close to you.

Coaching Carol and Kim.

All the while staying invisible.

It was me, Jack. I set you up.

You know what l don't understand?

How, in God's name, does anybody give up their free will?

How you do that?

-Forty-five seconds. -l saw you.

You came to my class. l remember you.

You were intelligent. An individual.

You challenged things. You challenged me. You challenged ideas.

You were your own person.

How could you ever, ever allow yourself to be so manipulated by this guy?

Thirty seconds.

Are you gonna take the fall for this guy?

lf that's what he wants, so be it.

You see, Jack-o, I'm a true believer.

Well, then you'd better believe that there's an FBl agent

with a gun pointed right at your head at this moment.

-Believe it. -No more kidding.

Believe. Believe it.

l believe your time's up, Dr. Gramm.

God.

Jack!

Jack, help.

Jack!

God!

Jack, help!

Jack, help!

Again!

l got you. Good.

lt's okay. lt's okay, sweetheart.

Requesting immediate EMT help.

At the UNW campus. Stern Building, stat.

l repeat. immediate emergency medical technicians, stat.

Multiple stab wounds.

There you go. There you go.

lt's okay. Now don't move.

Yeah.

Yeah, this is Officer Finnegan from the State Penitentiary at Walla Walla.

I'm pIacing a caII for Jon Forster to his attorney Lydia Doherty.

Put him through.

Go ahead.

Lydia, did you finish with Gramm?

-She's downstairs. -Gramm?

Put my attorney on the phone, please.

She's indisposed.

Look, you are meddling in areas you shouldn't be meddling in.

You seize on a naive junior lawyer on your legal staff.

You reaIize that she's damaged goods, psychoIogicaIIy impaired.

lt's genius, isn't it?

Susceptible to your crap. So what do you do?

You get her to kill people for you, so you can stay alive.

Now that's innovative legal strategy, if l ever heard of it.

Now, Dr. Gramm, you flatter me with your vivid imagination,

but you're grasping at straws.

She becomes a student of mine, no less.

You keep her out of the appeals process, but she's still your lawyer,

so she has unlimited access to you,

so you can plan your copycat murders together.

And then you can get a new trial, and live happily ever after.

isn't that the case?

Dr. Gramm, l want you to listen very closely.

Because when l get out of here,

I'm gonna go out, have a nice hot meal, stop by your grave,

and then piss all over it.

Now, please put my angel attorney on the phone.

She's dead.

It's over, Forster.

Except for the clock that goes tick-tock, tick-tock.

You got 1 2 hours to live.

Jack, Look at me. Look at the kite!

I'm gIad that my sister Joanie hasn't been forgotten.

We did good, Janie. We did good

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