All language subtitles for Profiler s02e14 Every 5 Minutes

Let your body feel the heat.

Don't you worry if you can't dance.

Let the music move your feet.

It's the rhythm of the island. Girl,
you're going to get arrested if you

like that.

If you want to be the cool guy, you've
got to listen to the beat.

And it

Take off your blouse.

Take off your blouse.

No.

No.

No.

Chacha, ¿qué estás haciendo aquí afuera?

¿Me entiendes?

Are you okay?

160 miles from Tallahassee to Pensacola.

Truck farms and blue highways.

Over the past four months, 31 women have
been raped here.

Florida State Police have requested that
we come in.

We've got a serial rapist, and he's
playing in a big sandbox.

Has he killed anyone?

Not that we know of. The victims have
all been between the ages of 18 and 24.

Whites and Latinas, all single.

Lady's victim, Marcia Cuellar, 22, place
called Carabel.

Well, he's probably white or Latino.

Rape is usually a race -specific crime.

One out of every four women will be
raped in a lifetime.

Less than 10 % reported, less than 5 %
of the offenders go to jail.

31 rapes.

That's a whole lot of darkness for one
soul.

How does he get away with it so many
times?

Well, most serial rapists don't stand
out.

They lead fairly normal lives on the
surface, but they're very intelligent.

change their profiles constantly.

It's all driven by fantasy.

You know, our brain can be our most
important sexual organ. That's where we

develop all our fantasies about sex.

But when fantasies are about power,
domination, degradation, and pain, that

rape. The victim's sole purpose is to
facilitate the rapist's fantasy.

The longer he goes undetected, the more
his anger escalates and the more

aggressive he becomes.

Okay, Sam and I will be going down
there.

No, we've got a priority here.

Sharon, Lesher, Jax, Jill.

She's armed and dangerous, and as you
know, she's already tried to kill Sam.

John, you're in charge. I want an open
line of communication at all times.

You just never think it's going to
happen to you.

Marissa, can you describe the person who
did this?

He wore a mask.

Officer Pastor has some good sketches at
the station.

Is there anything else you can remember
about him?

He was clean.

Like he wasn't drinking or smoking.

Did he have a weapon?

Yeah. A knife.

When he spoke to you,

What was it like? Did he use foul
language?

He spoke good English.

And did he tell you what to do?

He told me things.

That I was pretty.

That he liked my breath.

Ruth, I know this is difficult.

Did he undress you?

No.

He made me take off my clothes.

He said it's beautiful.

I asked him why he's doing this terrible
thing and he said he loved me.

He said he wanted me to forgive him.

He drove you to the spot he left you
off. Did he say anything else?

He said he liked it.

And he will come back.

Do it again.

I've been trying to quit.

Oh, well, yeah.

It's hard. I finally did, but I found
out I just ended up replacing one bed. I

haven't thrown a bunch out.

Coffee?

Yeah, and popcorn, potato chips, peanut
brittle.

I'd live like a balloon.

Officer Pester, I'm sorry.

I didn't get your person.

Anita.

So how long have you been a deputy?

Four years.

I'm very glad you're here.

Sometimes women understand better than
men.

Men don't walk around worrying about
rape.

A rape victim.

She's going to have to spend the rest of
her life.

Yeah.

It's the only violent selling where part
of the owner is for blame. I'm a

victim.

Someone can stick a knife in your face,
take all your money. There's no question

a crime was committed. No court is going
to ask whether you consented or tried

to resist.

Give me your money.

It's a crime. But if the same maggot
demands sex...

I need some, uh... Two seconds.

That.

It's a nice machine, man.

You need a license?

Or do you have to be an astronaut?

You punch it, it flies.

Dress between this or a condo, condo
doesn't fly.

So I took this.

I love this car.

That's him.

Chili Junior Chili?

Gambling man.

How long you known this guy?

Forever. Used to run some clubs in
Chicago.

Only sometimes silly played with the
profit.

I got your coat.

Looking good, Marcus.

How you like your new gig?

Man, I get to dress nice.

Drive fast your cars and Uncle Sam pays
for it, champ.

Maybe you'd like to slide some of that
on over my way.

Could be, champ. Could be.

So what's up?

You're looking for a lady.

Sharon Lesher. I see her picture every
time I go to buy stamps.

You know her?

Nah. But there's a white dude who's been
asking around.

He knows her.

A white dude?

Got a name?

Yeah.

But he isn't the type of personality
who's going to meet with any FBI fools.

I could be anything he wants, Chip.

He talking to a chameleon, baby.

Oh, come on, man. This lady's top ten on
the chart.

Uh -huh. Right.

Right.

His name is Jimmy Coniglio, mostly out
of Cicero.

You know.

Coles.

Tomorrow, I'll set it up.

Good looking out.

Take care, brother.

You too, baby. Bam.

We just got a lead on Jack's girlfriend.

Sharon Lesher?

Legit? Surely you wouldn't screw around
with me.

I know what too many other bodies are.

So is he going to move or what?

John, he just did us a big favor. The
least you can do is be polite.

George, what do we got in Jimmy
Coniglio?

Sounds just like Bailey.

Order up a chopper, George, and keep
checking.

Gracie could work. Sam, what do you
think? Marcus, talk to one of John's

contacts at Planet PD.

All right, people, let's move.

Warm up another chopper, George.

You know, he'd kill you.

Okay, Jimmy Coniglio.

Think you'll recognize him?

I don't know about Sharon Lesher, but
maybe his mother loves him.

I'd like copies of all the victims'
transcripts and their lab results sent

to Atlanta.

They'll go tonight.

We've got an incredible lab back there.
I'd like to run it all through.

Billy, some of the victims report
finding flowers in their mailboxes two

three days after the assault.

Yeah, fresh cut.

Tried to trace him. He knows where they
live.

And they know that he can find them
again anytime he wants.

Makes them all take off their own
clothes.

Asks them how they'd like to have sex.

Compliments their bodies.

Yeah, it's almost like he thinks it's a
date.

Well, Andy, he's right. It is. It's his
fantasy date.

See, we classified serial rapists into
four categories.

Exploitive, displaced, sadistic, and
power reassurance. This guy is power

reassurance. At the heart of his fantasy
is the hope that the victim will enjoy

the experience, that she may even fall
in love with him. So why didn't he just

date?

He feels inadequate when it comes to
women.

He needs reassurance. That's why he
sends the flowers. He wants to know that

date was a success.

What happens if the victims don't
comply?

Well, we have to get them before that
happens.

Based on descriptions, these are the
sketches we have of the mask.

He's from the Commedia dell 'Arte, the
Italian theater.

The man's for the character of
Pantalone.

He's always the man to see if it's
burned.

Kako.

Got another victim out on the 98.

I just got off shift at 8 o 'clock at
Formosa's.

It's the cafe where I work.

I went out to get into my car. I noticed
this camper truck parked next to it,

but I didn't pay no mind.

That's when he hit me.

Did you get a look at him?

He was wearing a weird mask.

I didn't see his face.

Did he talk to you?

Did he say anything at all?

We didn't talk much.

Except he said if I didn't do what he
wanted, he was going to hurt me.

After he raped you, didn't he bring you
here?

I didn't know where we were going.

Finally, we just stopped.

out here at the 98, and he let me go.

Okay, thank you.

I would like to get you over to the
hospital as soon as possible for some

Actually, I have one more question, Miss
Ritter.

Let's try to remember, all right?

After it was finished, did he say
anything to you, anything at all?

Like I said, we didn't take long.

He just told me I better be quiet.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Okay. Officer?

What do you think?

I don't think that she was raped.

If she was, it wasn't by the men that
we're looking for.

I don't believe what I'm hearing.

How can you possibly say that?

She kept saying we.

We didn't take too long.

Rape victims use pronouns like he or I,
singular.

We denotes togetherness, and that is an
emotion that has absolutely nothing to

do with rape.

The poor woman was just shaking like a
willow. What the hell do you expect?

Look, your forensics found matching hair
follicles on all the other victims.

When we get her lab results back, we'll
know more.

I was so wrong about you.

You don't understand this at all.

Rape isn't about your pronouns and your
norms and statistics.

It's about degradation and society's
tacit approval of the aggressive acts

against women. That is what rape is
about.

Anita. Anita.

Ace is on the hair found on Marissa
Quay, our bail.

Perfect match right down to the
follicles in all 31 cases.

At least we know we're looking for one
guy.

And he's loyal to a certain kind of
protection.

What did you find?

Traces of cornstarch, lycopodium, some
talc and other inorganics. I can't give

you a brand name, but if you find a
condom, I can match it to each of the

Good. I'd like that information on a
warrant if we need one.

Circumstantial, but if we find the same
condoms in the guy's apartment, it adds

up.

Anything else?

Only the piece de resistance.

La evidence à l 'orange.

En anglaise, we'll play.

You sent me pieces of clothing from the
victims. I found traces of pollen on

them, and they all match. The pollen.

It's from orange trees.

The victims are in too many locations to
have brought it themselves.

Right. Either it's on the rapist's
clothes or it's from inside the truck.

I'm going to run a DNA test on the
pollen.

If he works in an orange grove, then we
will be able to match the pollen to the

specific trees in the grove.

Terrific work, Rissy.

Thank you.

Okay, let's hear about Pantalone and his
cabinet look.

Well... Most of the places that sell
theatrical masks are in Miami, which is

what I'm checking on right now. And as
for the wheels, there are thousands

registered down there.

Any good news? Yeah. We ran Sam's power
reassurance profile through the Florida

databases, and there is one serial
rapist who fits.

Who and where?

Harold Mitchell, serving nine
consecutive life sentences in Rayford

Prison. Fifty -three rapes. They figure
probably more.

The warden down there says he loves to
talk.

What do you got?

What do you got?

The guy you're looking for won't stop.

Not if he's like me.

And what is it to be like you?

You ever hear a real catchy tune?

Like Double Your Pleasure or White
Christmas?

Gets in your head.

Stuck in your mind.

You know, repeating over and over.

Try to get it out, but you can't.

The longer it goes on, the harder it is
to get rid of.

The point being, to understand me and
the man you're looking for,

replace that little melody with images
of women.

Sexual images.

Holding them down.

Hurting them.

Doing what those sweet little things
like.

You know something?

I haven't touched or smelled a woman in
two years.

I think desire would go away, but it
doesn't.

Those images are still in there.

Like one of those tunes waiting for me
to do something about it.

You have quite an imagination.

Hey, every living, breathing human being
has sexual fantasies. The thing is,

bad men do what good men only dream.

You think he'll talk to anybody, try to
get help?

Do you share your dirty little secrets?

You think he'll kill anybody?

You didn't.

Real simple, lady.

I wanted them to remember.

What is it they say? From midnight to
dawn, that's when miracles are born.

Listen, I'm sorry if you think that I
was unfeeling when I spoke about that

waitress, Carol Wenner.

Unfeeling?

Is that what you call it?

She didn't fit the pattern.

Really, she didn't.

Yeah.

She used the wrong pronouns.

Probably doesn't even have a diploma.

I'll bet you she stole a lipstick once
when she was 14.

I had a nine -year -old in Tallahassee
who was raped and a 75 -year -old in

Pensacola. Neither one of them speak
English. How would they fit your

You know, I would like to work with you.

So why don't you tell me what's really
going on here?

How was your meeting tonight?

My meeting?

With Harold Mitchell, how was your
meeting?

I wasn't in your file.

It wasn't in your book of patterns.

I was number 48.

He knew who I was.

Guess he was feeling pretty bold that
night.

Wanted to strip a cop naked, take away
her privacy, and cover her with shame.

I'm sorry, I didn't know. No, you don't
know anything, lady.

Unless you've been raped, you don't know
anything at all.

You do not know what it is like to be
afraid every day, to be constantly

over your shoulder, to never have an
honest moment of peace, to live in fear

every day.

You got no clue what it's like to be me.

For the last five years of my life, my
family

and I have been stalked by a serial
killer.

I am the center of his fantasy, his main
attraction, if you will.

You think that I don't know what it's
like to look over my shoulder.

I look over my shoulder.

Every day of my life.

I am very sorry for what happened to
you. I really am.

But one thing that I do know...

I've been keeping this gallery for two
and a half years now.

Ever since the night Harold Mitchell
raped me.

These are all the women whose cases
haven't yet been solved.

We all have a lot in common.

We don't trust strangers or neighbors.

Me and people we know.

You know, I still wake up sometimes at 3
a .m.

That's when my rape started.

3 a .m.

There was this dog barking down the
street.

I have to live with that dog every night
of my life.

We all feel tainted.

Violated.

Filthy. Used.

We all wonder if we can ever have a
healthy relationship with a man again.

all hope.

But we've lost so much.

Part of our lives.

Our souls.

Our bodies.

So what's the answer?

Black belt.

Guns in every pocketbook.

I don't know.

I'm sorry, I don't know.

I could have played baseball, you know.

Sure, it's tough.

Maybe in another life, Tom.

Bailey?

George, what do you got?

We can forget about the waitress, Carol
Winter.

No hairs that match any but our own.

And two years ago in Miami, she also
lied to police about being the victim of

another serial rapist. I guess she wants
that 15 minutes of fame anyway. She can

get it, huh?

Yeah, well, this time it's going to go
to 15 months in a county jail. What

the sexual offenders list?

Cut that down to about 40 possible known
offenders living in the Florida

panhandle. Try to focus on boys who have
been abused by women when they were

young. This guy doesn't have much esteem
when it comes to women.

Anything on the mask?

Yeah, I've located a half a dozen places
that wholesale Italian theater masks.

And Pantaleone is a popular one.

I also have the DNA profile on the
orange pollen.

All we need is the truck or the clothes
where it came from.

DNA profile and orange pollen.

When I started with the FBI, it was
tough to get fingerprints.

Hey, Bale, when you started with the
Bureau, they still use Morse code.

Talk to you.

Thanks, Gracie.

I owe you an apology for overreacting to
what happened to Carol Winter.

It's okay.

A lot of cops don't really understand
what happens to a woman after she's been

raped.

People like Carol Winter don't help.

She's got a 911 call. Marissa Quaylar.
He came back.

I'll call forensics. They'll meet you
there, all right? Right.

They were right at my door.

He came and he left them right at my
door.

Did you see anybody, Marissa?

No, but they're from him.

Is he going to come back?

No, I don't think that he will.

I think that he knew you were here and
he didn't come in.

He just wanted you to find the flowers.
He never attacks the same victim twice.

He's frustrated. He's trying to renew
his fantasy, keep it alive.

Why did he pick me?

It has nothing to do with you or
anything that you did.

He picked what you represent in his
mind.

Why have flowers in Belsmer?

Because he's exactly the same once every
time.

So we have a guy who has a garden.

Could be anyone in Florida.

No, no. We have a guy who has orange
trees with a specific pollen.

A guy who has a mask about to launay.

He uses a specific condom. He has a
camper truck with satin pillars and

blankets. And more than likely a history
of abuse.

That is not just any guy in Florida. And
that guy we will get.

Mm -hmm.

Hey, Joe.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

All right.

Peace.

We're on for Jimmy Caniglio at 5 o
'clock.

I want you wearing a wire.

Yeah, I never go to one of these
unplugged.

It'll be like old times, huh?

My friend Chili says you're a bourbon
drinker. Let me get two turkeys.

Thank you.

Carl Brown.

Yeah, well, that doesn't ring any bells,
Carl.

Well, I work for some people who have a
problem with an old girl from the U .S.

Okay.

Thanks for the drink.

Now, what's this about?

Well, she's been doing some very large
living in Atlanta.

The only problem is she's been doing it
on somebody else's money.

Sounds like every girlfriend I ever had.

Yeah, my people are smiling.

As a matter of fact, they put a price on
her head.

A five with three zeros.

Expensive lady.

What's her name?

Sharon Lesher.

And you've known her since you were in
the sixth grade.

You seem to know everything yourself.

But I need her.

My boss wants to do the honors, so it
would be a very bad idea for you to do

anything to her first.

And it would be very stupid if you
helped her get away.

Okay.

So, other than a bourbon, what's in it
for me?

I figured it's worth a thousand.

Okay, I gotta think about it.

Yeah.

I do know Sharon Lesher.

Okay, and she's one crazy bitch, you
know.

I mean, we did some business.

You know, we pulled this job, and she
got caught, did some time.

I took the profit.

Anyway,

she's out now, and she's squeezing for a
part of the money.

So do the easy thing. Everybody gets
what they want.

The one win.

Yeah. Yeah, maybe it ain't that easy.

I know.

You know a lot of stuff, but I don't
know you.

You could be a cop or something.

A cop?

Tilly said you mostly work Cicero.

You got that Chicago paranoia.

Comes from all that damn wind blowing
through your head.

Do you ever have... Goosey nights?

Goosey nights with the... Hell rains.

Have to go out and do stuff, you know.

Pick a little bones with the brothers,
you know. What are you doing, man?

What do you figure?

Eighty? Ninety grand?

What the... Boy?

Lots of bones, huh?

You know, she calls me, I call you. I'm
there! A thousand!

You know, he's probably just jealous.

I think that's just a jealousy thing,
yeah.

Look, I had to do something, man. We
would have lost him. Caniglio thought I

a cop.

He was wrong.

You're an idiot.

Okay, fair enough.

No, it's not.

You better get on the horn, insurance
agent.

He's going to have a heart attack after
he gets this claim.

I don't have any car insurance.

I don't have a car.

Look, we'll work something out. It was
in the line of duty, man. Bailey had

for it.

Okay. Okay, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. It was a stupid damn thing to
do.

Excuse me.

I heard. You shoot one of my morgue
tables and you'll wind up on it.

Hey, Marcus.

Incoming on the special hotline.

Yeah.

Cool.

The bar on top of the cabin is midnight.

Five hours. I'll tell Bailey. We'll need
backup.

Technology, you are magic.

Hey, your timing's perfect. Take a look.

I took the 40 possibles.

Factored in your profile and we're down
to a basketball team, including bios.

Good work, George.

Anyone here on the camper truck?

No, not registered.

Could be under an alias or it could be
stolen.

George, which one is Peter Denford?

He's the top row on the right. Let me
help you.

There's no police record.

President of his high school class,
college degree, studied in Switzerland.

Current address, Panama City, which puts
him right in the middle of the action.

I'll call Tallahassee.

I want around -the -clock surveillance
in all five.

Hello. You in position?

Yeah, we're right around from Denford's
place.

Okay, I've got surveillance in place on
the other four suspects.

Yeah, but guess what?

This guy's house is surrounded by orange
trees.

Call me if this guy moves, Sarah.

Yeah.

Anita?

Anita, Denford's from over there.

Billy, this guy's on the move.

Stay with him, Sam.

I'm in contact with the officers telling
the other four suspects.

Thank you.

All right? I want you to let the girl
go.

Drop the knife.

Let the girl go. Calm down. I want you
to let her go. You know what happens

the bullet hits the brain down for it?

Right between the eyes, on top of the
forehead. No reflexive action, no motor

response. You're dead before your knees
even buckle. You don't understand!

They like me! They like what I do! And I
like them! I don't hurt anybody!

They want to be with me!

You have three seconds to hide! Just
give me the girl.

That's it. Okay, drop the knife. Okay,
drop it. Treat them nice.

They want to be with me.

Drop the knife.

Turn around.

You're happy? You okay?

Can I have that Manhattan, please?

Thank you.

That is the only way in and out, isn't
it?

Unless you're an eagle.

Right.

You okay?

Congratulations. For what? For Denford.

Sam's already here.

Let's hope this goes down as smooth.

Everyone's wired? Yes.

John's in the lobby. Yes, and nobody
fitting Sharon Lesher's descriptions

the building since we got here. Four and
a half hours now. Well, she may already

be here waiting.

Troop set?

Yep, ground level perimeter is locked.

Inside? Everything is set.

Backup's a block away.

Sam.

George, from the bar up to the roof,
there are some stairways.

Looks like they go only a couple of
floors.

That's right.

John, this is Bailey. What's going on?

Nothing. There's still three minutes to
go.

Any sign of John Lesher?

Nope. Bet the meat's upstairs.

Bailey, Marcus.

Long time no see.

How come you never came to visit me?

It kind of reminds me of myself.

Only the door didn't open.

Yeah, I was going to, but I... Gee, I
didn't have the time.

I was gone for four years.

You could have found some.

You look good, though. You changed.

You've grown up a little bit.

I want my hat.

Yeah, Sharon, look, four years is a long
time.

I don't have it all, but I can get it.

You know, so, hey, look, we'll go up,
we'll have a drink, and we'll work it

out.

You know, you never were a very good
liar.

But you're right about one thing.

I have changed. I have grown up.

I've learned a lot of things.

Like, did you know that there's over 200
bones in the human body?

Like, soft tissue is the best place
to...

he's dead what she must have been in the
roof of the elevator upstairs the roof

john john stop what she goes up there's
no way out go down seal the street

levels go all the way to the boiler room
one of you on each side of the building

on it sam sam george alerted seal the
whole place off shut this whole thing

I'm no Sharon Lancer.

You killed a very good friend of mine.

I'm not sure you're under arrest.

Murder. Attempted murder. Murder of an
ATF agent.

Get her out of here.

Nice work the last couple of days,
Georgie. Oh, thank you.

Yeah, I guess it beats playing
shortstop.

Shortstop?

Another life.

Good night, Bailey.

Bailey? Yeah, what's up?

Look, Marcus pretty much saved my ass
tonight, so the whole car thing just

screwed. Don't worry about your car,
John.

You run official FBI business, I'll
figure out a way to get it fixed.

You serious?

Of course.

You know, you asked me a question once.

You asked me what the answer was, how
you could make your life safe and whole

again.

I can't answer that, Anita.

But I do know one thing, and that is a
life lived in fear and anger

isn't really a life at all.

He's the one in prison, not you.

I don't know if I have the strength to
do that.

Of course you do.

You're a woman.