All language subtitles for Profiler s02e09 Birthright

Lane Reynolds is a player of the local
MI Pro team.

They had to practice late.

His way, you know.

He caught weekends and occasionally
leafed for us.

What can you say?

A good guy doesn't have cover.

I'm sorry, Bennett.

The PCTF goes out of its way and offers
a down case.

I've got a ten -man force, and I rely on
my volunteers.

He killed him here, and then he dragged
his body out there.

Why didn't he see the guy?

That skate rack, it's portable, right?

What if it was over here, and the killer
hid under it as he slashed at his

ankle? You're dealing with a cop.

Take him out fast.

If he slashed both his ankles, then
dragged him, wouldn't there be two

blood?

A lot of you have tried and biased me.

Killer pumped water on the ice, raised
the level about a foot.

Took five hours to freeze.

Someone wanted him to die like he lived
on the ice.

Yesterday was Lane's birthday.

And we got this in the mail.

Happy birthday, Lane.

You lived a good life.

Left.

Birthday card in the past tense.

How old was he?

He was 32.

John. Yeah.

Call it, you wanna come with me?

All of these your husband?

Yes. I mean, even the baby pictures.

That's what's so awful.

It's so frightening.

I mean, who took all these pictures?

Some of them look like family snapshots.

Have you checked with both sides of the
family?

I called everybody.

I mean, no one sent this.

Looks as though someone's been following
him a long time.

Did you ever notice anyone?

Thank you for your help, Mrs. Reynolds.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

It starts the day Lane Reynolds was

born. Here's his birth announcement in
the Knoxville Register.

Baptism, scouting awards, wedding.

Not much missing.

Something for every year of Lane
Reynolds' life.

This guy's a lifetime stalker.

I think the scrapbook is about
possession. He's keeping pieces of

life. Because so many of the pictures
are from private moments, you'd think

they'd have to be someone in the family.

Not necessarily.

Photos can be stolen. Pay a guy at the
lab for a second set.

Lots of waste.

As for Reynolds' truck, we lifted dozens
of prints. I'm running them with NCIC

now, but trucks get touched by a lot of
people.

What about IDs on the scrapbook? Well...

Every note with type, so we can't ID
those unless we have the typewriter.

But the lab pulled four sets of
fingerprints.

Victim, his wife, and two unknowns.

Only the message on the card is
handwritten. The long vertical strokes

indicate a male.

The card was manufactured by a company
called Love Clips.

Is there any chance that's Tracy? Well,
they printed 70 ,000 of this particular

one, and the scrapbook is just a generic
package for major dealers.

As for the team interviews, they all
liked Reynolds. Bush League teams like

Otters. Don't have the same kind of
turnover rivalry as the pros. I think

dead end.

How the hell did he get that shot in a
man's bedroom?

He was in the attic.

A psycho in the attic. That'll help me
sleep at night.

Psycho in the attic since the day he was
born.

Sleep on that.

Jason, you remember your Aunt Samantha,
huh?

Hi. How are you? I'm good. How are you?
What are you doing back so soon? It's

only been, what, three weeks? I know.
Isn't he beautiful?

Oh, he's gorgeous.

Oh, great.

Oh, he's kind of great. Oh, sit down. I
am a walking lunch card. Yeah, okay.

Excuse us.

It's okay.

So, what about this Reynolds guy?

What do you mean, what about this
Reynolds guy?

Well, I had George fax me the post
-mortem. I know that both his Achilles

tendons were severed cleanly with a very
sharp knife, then a blow to the back of

his head to stun him, and then vascular
collapse due to hyperthermia. I know

these things.

Grace, the blow to the back of his head,
did that wound bleed?

No, it didn't.

Because there was only a single blood
trail, so I figured that he dragged him

face down.

Yeah, he did.

But you wouldn't normally drag someone
that way, I mean, unless you wanted to

injure their face. That's right, because
the way the human body flexes, it's a

lot easier to drag someone face up.

Watching someone freeze to death, pretty
controlled.

A person stalking someone for three
decades? Yeah, that's pretty controlled.

You know, I could improve the timeline
if I could go test the freezing gear.

know, Grace, if you're not careful,
Jason's first words are going to be,

death.

I'm his mother, so I know that his first
words are going to be, more ice cream,

please?

Waters, Grant, meet Malone Code Red to
the chopper pad.

Henry Hilburn built this place from the
ground up.

Bachelor.

Never stepped on anybody's toes that we
know about.

How'd you find him?

Well, his gear's got auto -sensing.

I guess there was some kind of change in
the temperature.

Look, there.

There's a blood trail.

See?

Looks like he was dragged to the vat and
tossed in.

Not much left of him. Look at this.

Keep that thing at a thousand degrees.

First cold, now heat.

You're about dragged.

Not much of a struggle.

I can assume the killer knew his way
around Hilburn's life.

Shows the best place to lie in wait.

How'd you know it was our case?

I'm a genius.

Henry Hilburn turned 32 years old today.

Happy birthday, Henry. You lived a good
life.

Born this day of the year 1966 in
Knoxville, Tennessee.

Lane Reynolds was born in Knoxville.

One day later, same year.

In the same hospital.

Two minutes and 11 seconds.

We'll let you have some privacy.

Thank you.

Out with the old and in with the new.

Yeah, okay, yeah.

Yeah, just tell him I'll get there as
soon as I can.

Okay, bye -bye.

My look was sleeping in my bed.

You feel punk again?

I've got a fever.

Okay, Chloe, you know what I'm going to
do? I'm going to have Dr. Ruiz come over

this afternoon.

He won't come here, Mom.

Yes, he will. He's an old friend of
mine.

I'm starting to worry about you, Chloe.
This is the third time this week.

Okay, breathe normally.

Good. All right, now take a big, deep
breath and hold it.

Good.

You know, your mother used to complain
that you gave her goosebumps.

Did you know that?

Goosebumps? I didn't grow up without
goosebumps.

What about doctor -patient privilege? My
goosebumps are private.

Okay, Chloe, we're all done.

No shots?

Not unless you really want one.

No. Okay. We'll see you later.

Well, she's a bit hypochondriacal. My
bell don't hide behind words.

Okay. She's faking it.

We all did it as kids. There's nothing
serious about it.

Anything worrying her?

Um, no, nothing out of the ordinary.

Well, I'd overlook this. Let her have
her white lie.

If it persists, find out what she's
afraid of and help her face it.

Okay? Thanks.

Bye -bye.

He was just a boy.

We'll get this guy, Gracie.

We'll get him.

Sisters of Hope was read by the order
until Futura brought it in 1987.

What's going on now? Remodeling?

Closing. Fewer families and HMOs.

Pure economics.

I'm investigating a pair of homicides.

Those victims were born here at the
hospital in 1966.

I'd like to take a look at those
records.

No can do. Federal law only requires us
to keep an active patient about seven

years. And what happens after that? You
store them?

No, we toss them. Why keep records from
32 years ago?

A pile of old papers isn't a cure for
anything.

The hot zone is sisters of hope. Who
else was born in that week? Well, lucky

it's not up there for terror outfit to
get birth certificates, or they'd be

shredded. Bad news. They're not on
computer. I called Knoxville City Hall.

offered our help, but they can do a hand
search just as fast in like 12 hours.

Well, we can't waste 12 hours.

We've got two down, who knows how many
more.

Check microphones for birth
announcements in all the local

Can't be many.

You know, 30 years of close observation
takes a lot of work. Maybe there's more

than one stalker.

Team? Well, the same two sets of
unidentified fingerprints are on both

scrapbooks. No luck on both yet. I've
sent them out to cities not on the

computer, but that's always a long shot.

So far, the only link between the
victims is they were born a day apart in

same hospital.

What about a patient in Sisters of Hope
in 1966, some freak who became fixated

on the two babies?

We're getting far afield here.

My read is someone who was in that
hospital was something very important in

their life.

Sam?

I don't know, maybe it was someone who
worked there.

Somebody who saw babies delivered every
day, happy families coming and going.

Maybe they desperately wanted to be a
part of that.

Patient records may be gone, but we can
do an employment search.

Interview everyone who was working there
at the time. Got it.

The Sisters of Hope.

Yes, well, that was my first job right
out of nursing school.

I told them I liked babies, and they put
me in the nursery.

That was December 61 through June of 63.

And you remember exactly to the what? To
the day.

That's the only time I was ever fired.

It's just that clemency didn't give me
much.

I suppose that's in my pile.

Yeah, uh, it's ordination, actually.

Would you like to tell me yourself?

Well, it's simple.

There was a litigation against the
hospital.

There was a mother who thought her baby
had been swapped.

Well, she was crazy, but they wanted me
to lie to her lawyer, and I wouldn't do

it. I've been here at this hospital ever
since.

I've studied, I put in my time, and I
worked my way up to the EU.

The sisters wanted you to lie about the
baby swapping?

No.

No, it was something else.

One night, I was working in a neonatal
unit, and there was a woman in labor who

had some distress.

was an intern on call. He wasn't in O
.P.

Well,

not to speak ill of the dead. He passed
away a few years ago.

But he panicked. He used too much force.
It's easy to do. The baby's heart

stopped from shocking.

The baby died?

No, but damn near.

I had never used paddles on anything so
small. But he was clinically dead for

two minutes.

Well, if you saved the baby's life, what
was there to lie about?

While he was maneuvering the baby out of
breach, the intern scarred the baby's

face with the forceps.

same woman who was already charging the
hospital with baby swapping.

The sisters didn't want to add how
practice to the suit.

And the mother never found out that the
intern had injured her baby?

No, she was told it was a natural
deformity.

When I wanted to tell her the truth,
they fired me. I don't think she even

really wanted money. She just didn't
want the baby that God gave her.

We've ruined.

The mother who is suing the Sisters of
Hope Hospital's name is Eleanor Lamb.

She and her son lived here while the
case was going through court.

Our legal is trying to unseal the
transcripts now.

The doctor destroyed your kid's faith.
It might poison your mind, but why stalk

two young, healthy baby boys for years?

Well, she was convinced that one of them
was her son.

And both the victims were dragged face
down which is consistent with redirected

revenge for deformity Eleanor labs in
her 60s unless she's unusually fit.

not gonna be dragging around a 200
-pound hockey player

It's been on the

market for a while Take a look

Sale from last Memorial Day.

I'll take a look down the hall.

Alright.

Want to come here for a sec?

Is that down here?

Yeah.

You should get a flashlight.

I got it.

Somebody's paying the power bill.

The void must have grown up down here.

Maybe it lay down here, but... A

cat?

Or the wind, or something.

Why bore it out the basement window?

He was deformed.

She didn't want anybody to see him.

So he never got to see her again.

The boy did some of this when he was
very young. The paint near the floor is

years old.

George, what about the names?

Reynolds and Hilburn were killed this
week.

Brewer, seven years ago. Nemeth, we
can't find.

Those are their real names. When he
wrote on the cellar wall, Eleanor Lamb's

gave him his first name.

Richard Lamb.

Forceps did a job on him.

What he's gone through.

The rejection.

His own mother rejected him.

That's enough to give even a healthy
child serious problems.

Birth certificates in Knoxville show
that he was born within five days of

four men at Sisters of Hope.

Richard's birthday is in three days.

You know, his mother must have told him
their names.

She also told him that he had been
swapped.

I think that Richard spent his time in
that cellar fantasizing about the life

thought he should have had.

Richard just served seven years for
killing Duncan Brewer. Brewer was an

aspiring personal injury attorney.

Lamb hit him with a car on Brewer's 24th
birthday.

That's when the killings restarted.

I bet he would have continued if he
hadn't been caught.

Ice for Reynolds.

Smelting furnace for help.

So far, he's staged the murders around a
symbol of the victim's accomplishments.

Accomplishments he resents.

Richard got out of prison five months
ago. He's disappeared.

He waited until it's birthday time again
and then got back to work.

But I found his mother.

Same month Lam got out of prison, he
checked her into a mental hospital, put

their house on the market, and set up an
account to pay the bill.

What about this fourth name, Wade
Nemeth?

He wasn't in Knoxville until he divorced
last year. No forwarding address.

His birthday is today.

Hey, sweetie.

How you doing? You doing your homework?

Email. I'm sending Grandma and Grandpa a
letter.

Oh.

This is a picture of Snowy on her first
birthday.

Grandpa's going to teach me how to write
her.

Oh, that's nice.

I want to say I love to write Snowy very
much.

What's a big word for love?

Adore. A -D -O -R -E.

But you know, love is a perfectly good
word, Chloe. You don't have to use a

bigger one.

Well, they also asked me to visit them
this weekend.

What should I say?

Do you want to?

Yeah, a little, but I don't feel that
good yet.

Okay, well, you're fine. Okay.

What's a big word for vacation?

Vacation.

So?

What did Eleanor Lamb have to do to end
up in a place like this?

Paranoid psychosis.

Delusional.

Untreated during his last childhood.

Anybody ever pick up on the way she
abused him?

No. Social workers knew what was going
on. Put him in foster homes now and

But he always went back to her.

I bet there's no bond this time.

Look where you parked her. It's a good
lesson to any parent who abuses a kid.

There will be payback.

Sometimes you don't even have to abuse
them, John. Yeah, I'll be right back.

Maybe Eleanor had it coming, but man,
this is criminal.

Can I get you to sign here?

You know, some of us wish we still had
our mothers around to do things for.

You're looking for Richard?

What'd that demon do now?

This is Len.

We're with the FBI.

We need to... Talk to your son. Do you
know where we could find him?

No.

Do you have an address where we could
reach him?

A phone number, maybe?

You brought you these flowers, didn't
you?

He's not my son.

Never has been.

Listen to me, mister.

I know better.

But that fool thinks I'm his mother.

His loss.

They gave my real boy to one of those
rich ladies.

Someone who could pay.

I did all I could for Richie.

And that's an end to it.

He loves you, Mrs. Lamb.

He made you.

Room very pretty. He pays your bills.

For someone who's not your son, aren't
you a little surprised he's treating you

so well?

Anyone with eyes could tell that devil
didn't come from me.

Bailey?

We just found the last man on Richard
Lamb's birthday hit list.

Wade Nemeth is in a motel not five miles
from here.

What about her?

She knows where he is. She's not going
to tell us.

Let's call the local bureau and have
them put a stakeout on her.

These flowers can't be more than a day
old.

This guy's ex -wife claims he got a hold
of her purse last month. He's been

financing a little excursion using her
wallet.

Tracked him down from himself for a
credit card.

Man, I am never getting married.

Ms. Carlucci, right?

Yeah. The credit card charge says you're
a registered handmasseuse?

That's right.

Wouldn't know how your wife's gonna feel
when she gets the bill.

Please wait outside, Ms. Carlucci.

Sure.

I was just having a little private
party.

Bye, baby.

Maybe this time you'll be happy you
missed out.

Bailey? Let me guess.

Happy birthday, Wade.

You lived a good life.

Today your birthday, Mr. Nemeth?

Yeah, I'm 32.

Why? Your life's in jeopardy.

I strongly recommend you let us assign
agents to protect you.

So did we get here before the killer?

Why is he still alive?

He's already been here.

He stalked him here.

He brought the scrapbook up today and he
planned to do it.

Why didn't he?

Have you ever seen this man before?

No.

Are you sure?

You may have gotten only a glimpse where
you couldn't see the deformity.

I remember, okay?

Mr. Nemeth, this man's been watching
you.

He might be planning to kill you.

What's he got against me?

An accident at birth.

So, the doctor thinks she's faking it?

Yes.

Why would she do that?

I don't know.

Maybe she's just trying to get
attention.

No, she gets plenty of attention.

Well, I know you tried, but you're away
so much of the time.

I'm with her every day, Helen. We spend
a lot of time together.

Where?

In that stuffy firehouse in Atlanta?

Maybe that's Chloe's problem.

A child needs fresh air, a place to run
around.

That's why I wanted her here.

Well, I promise that I will try to bring
her out here next weekend.

Thanks.

Listen, I wanted to ask you a favor.

There were some books that Tom loved as
a child.

The Chronicles of Narnia by C .S. Lewis.

I haven't seen those in years. I
wouldn't know where to begin looking for

Well, I think that they would mean a lot
to Chloe.

Samantha, why did you come out here?

You could have called about Chloe.

I don't think you drove all the way out
here to look for some old book.

No, actually, you're right. I wanted to
talk to you.

The last time that you were in Atlanta,
Chloe said that she overheard you tell

Charles that it would have been better
had Tom never met me.

She said that?

Yes, she did. Poor child.

I think what I said was,

If Tom had never met you, we wouldn't
have such a beautiful granddaughter.

She misunderstood.

That's what I told her.

Look, I am no psychiatrist, but I know
how these things work.

It may seem minor now, but when Chloe's
a teenager, you're going to have some

serious problems on your hands.

And what exactly are you basing that on?

Last time she was here, she had a crying
fit.

She's a little girl.

She was away from home for five days.
That's normal.

She loves it here. I know that she loves
it here, Helen, but... Look, Helen, you

and Charles are really wonderful
grandparents, and you have always been

good to me.

And I have never meant to imply that it
was any other way.

But I would appreciate it in the future
if you want to invite her out here. I

would like you to talk to me first.

By inviting Chloe Firth, it makes it
hard for me if I have to say no to her.

don't you try putting Chloe Firth first?
I do put Chloe Firth.

It might not always be what she wants,
but, you know, I do know what is best

that little girl. Do you?

Excuse me?

I am just suggesting that you might be
able to use a little help.

I've raised three children of my own.
You'd be silly not to take advantage of

that.

You're probably right.

Listen, I have to go. I have to get back
to...

Bailey. Bailey.

Richard Lamb got a hold of his court
records.

How? Well, when I had them unseal the
transcripts from Eleanor Lamb's suit

against the Sisters of Hope Hospital,
they had to send copies to all the

involved, and Richard's address was a
mail drop.

Why the hell didn't we know about it? I
don't know. Somebody dropped the ball.

But the important thing is that I now
know why he didn't kill Wade Nemeth.

The court ordered blood tests to
determine who the real parents were.

This is why the whole thing was thrown
out of court. Turns out that Eleanor was

his natural mother.

It's been surprising. The baby swapping
case was unbelievable.

Yeah, but Richard believed it.

He clung to the belief that his real
life was a better life with another

and now he knows that that isn't true.

He also knows that Eleanor had known
this since he was four years old.

APBs are up on Richard Lamb coast to
coast.

Stakeout on Eleanor Lamb's nursing home,
but no bite on either.

Richard Lamb's birthday is tomorrow.

He was born at 1 .47 a .m.

Well, if he does do something, I
wouldn't be surprised if he times it to

minute. You sure he'll go after his
mother?

He did send her flowers.

Well, but now that he knows he wasn't
swapped, there's always the possibility

redirects his rage toward her.

There is another possibility.

When he got the court records, he
stopped blaming the other boys. We can

that because he didn't kill Nemeth when
he could have.

But Melinda Moscone saved his life.

He may have shifted all the blame onto
her.

Because he wishes he was never born.

Let's put Melinda Moscone in protective
custody, George. I'll call the Knoxville

field office.

Melinda Moscone disappeared midway into
her shift. They checked the room. She's

gone, but she didn't leave.

Hospital security spotted an empty van
in the parking lot. Now it is gone, too.

They've got security cameras covering
all the entrances. That's where she got

in. We found another way. There's
nothing on the tape.

True, there's no cameras in there. Maybe
through the window.

He could have killed her, but he took
her with him. But where?

So far, he has staged all of his murders
symbolically.

I think he's going to go back to where
it all began, the Sisters of Hope

Hospital. Damn place is closed.

Doesn't matter. He's still going to go
there. He lingered over his other kills.

We still have a chance.

He was born at 147.

He's going to kill her at the exact
moment he should have died.

Bailey, we have 22 minutes.

Those look like we're the only people
here.

No forced entry.

Alarm didn't go off.

Lamb isn't here. He took Melinda
someplace else.

No, he's here. This is the place.

Moscone's got less than three minutes,
30 seconds.

Billy, the delivery room.

This way.

Stay away from me, please.

I won't tell anyone about this, okay?

You know what these are, right?

You call them paddles in the emergency
room, don't you?

I read up on it. Don't touch me. I
thought they were for saving lives.

They'll save a bad heart, but they'll
stop a beating one. Please.

Mine was stopped once.

Do you know how many times I wish you'd
never started it again? Right from the

beginning. You could have saved me this
whole mess.

I don't even know you.

You've got me mixed up with someone
else. I don't deserve this.

Please. I deserve what I got.

I was a baby.

Nice and slow. Check the corners.

Less than one minute, Bailey.

Coming up. Enough!

Melinda, are you okay?

Who are you?

Who are you?

You okay?

She's all right.

It's going to be paramedics first floor,
south wing.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my... Richard.

I've got a pulse.

I want those paramedics...

It's on a rig, doctor. Have you been on
hospital? Two.

Three. Three, Richard.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Chloe, you want to... Can I come over
here and talk to you for a sec?

I was turning off your computer last
night, and...

Will, I accidentally saw your report.

I'm sorry.

I know it's not really exactly true.

No, no.

A lot of it was wonderful, though. I
mean, parts about what we do together.

But, no, you're right. A lot of it
wasn't true, Chloe.

I know.

Chloe, do you feel bad about Mom because
of what Grandma said?

Is that what this is all about?

No.

See, there's this report about our
parents' jobs.

And we're going to pick one to come in
and talk to us.

And I wanted you to be so bad because
I'm really proud of you.

But I didn't know what to say.

I just wanted to stay home because I was
scared.

Because I told you not to talk about my
work.

It's okay.

I'll just tell them that you have a
secret job.

Top secret.

You know what? I'm going to tell you a
secret.

Me, your mother, I'm scared to talk in
front of other people.

I mean, not like people like you, you
know, or Bailey, but strangers.

I think that talking to an audience
would probably scare me to death.

I thought only kids were afraid of stuff
like that.

You'll find out as you get older.

Grown -ups are really just...

Pretty much big kids.

Yeah?

It gives me a wonderful pleasure indeed
to introduce to Mr.

Rodriguez's third grade class my mother,
Miss Samantha Water.

Thank you, sweetie.

Hi.

It's an honor for me to be here today,
and I hope that I can give you all a

little insight.

give you some idea of how I do my job.

There's actually a lot to it. It's kind
of complicated.

What I do is called profiling, and what
I do is I use psychological technique,

which is sort of a fancy way of saying
how the mind works.

You know, actually, what I do... Well,

it's a secret.

A lot of it is top secret.

But I'm going to tell you as much as I
can.

Say that there is a man and that he's
broken the law and I want to catch him.

I have to try and tell the story of how
he did what he did and why.

Now, even if I have never met this man,
I have to try and think the way that he

does. I have to ask myself, what is he
doing right now?

Now, if I can do that.

And I can figure out the way that this
man thinks.

And I can figure out why he did what he
did.

And how he did it.

You with me?