All language subtitles for Profiler s03e13 Heads, You Lose

Thank you.

What agency are you with?

I just signed with Evans, Frank, and
McConnell.

I was with them. They got me one day to
work for six months.

Panty shoes for a catalog.

Now I'm with the lane of management.

Oh, I was with them.

So, what did you say your name was?

Todd.

And I'm thinking of changing it to Brad.

4 .30.

You want breakfast?

I want you for breakfast.

This

guy is a

great photographer.

He can get a thousand head shots for 99
bucks.

I'm on my third set in a year.

It's getting so that I can't even...
Brad.

Like you're in the current event.

A Louisville slug at the back of the
head, I can understand.

Even normal psychopaths, but this part's
so... I don't know, maybe it's

millennium fever.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what's the
stretcher for, the head?

It's a bad idea, I'll tell you why.

The human head is basically round,
right?

Anything basically round rolls.

Now, the head rolls off, the stretcher
falls into the street. If it falls into

the street, it gets contaminated.

Gets contaminated, turns on
investigation caca.

You know what I want?

I'll tell you.

Get a nice box.

South Beach police have found two
severed heads in the last week. The

male, 20s, no ID. Second found 430 this
morning, was female, same age, also no

identity. Just the heads? Just the
heads.

These are the photos from the first
crime scene.

Dawn, main entrance at the Miami Herald.

No missing persons reports on anyone
fitting the description of the, um,

South Beach is the makeup of the bath
crowd.

A place where the beautiful people go to
be beautiful.

When do we leave?

Twenty minutes.

The file seems pretty complete. Isn't
this the kind of thing we can handle

here? We're talking severed heads.

Detective Mario Montano of Metro Dade is
dealing with a large transient

population. New arrivals looking for
work or a good time.

It might take weeks to be reported
missing.

Well, whoever he is, the killer is
definitely trying to control the mood of

city. He leaves one head on the steps of
the Miami Herald, the other in a

newspaper vending machine.

I'd say he wanted the city to wake up in
a panic.

I can be in constant contact with the M
.E. in Dade County. He's a first -rate

pathologist. He's perfectly capable.

Grace, Metro Dade requested the BCTF.

They're going to get the BCT, then.

Yes, sir.

Okay, that's it, then.

I've got to get my sunscreen.

Bailey Reese's mother lives in Miami,
and they don't have a very good

relationship. Sir, we need it there.

How's the weather in Atlanta? Cold and
damp?

Yeah, that's why I moved here from
Brooklyn. Where are you from?

Southern Maryland.

Look at this headline. The papers are
killing me.

Let it be.

Any new information since you contacted
us?

Hey, if Southern Maryland's nice.

Yes, thank you. Yeah.

As my pops used to say, which basically
means... A lot of smoke, but not much

cooking. Malone?

My mother was Napolitan.

Hey, Benny, good.

Yeah, we're looking at a John and Jane
Doe. You know, young, attractive.

I got my guys checking out South Beach
from the pier to 10th Street. How public

is the investigation?

Well, there's a head in a vending
machine. It's pretty public.

It might start by hearing bulletins on
TV and radio. The people that protect

themselves.

Grace is in forensics, right?

Yeah. That's across the street. I'll
take it.

My whole family's Sicilian.

Which means half of them are cops, the
other half are running from them.

Makes Christmas a bitch.

You married?

Uh, no.

Divorced? No.

You know, I believe in you got a
question you asked.

Tell me why you're a detective.

I'm divorced, and I'm Catholic. You
Catholic?

No. You want to have a drink with me
tonight?

I'm Baptist.

Okay.

The first victim was killed by an
overdose of Zemeron. It's a synthetic

Purare.

I supplied toxicology with tissue
samples to see if the second was killed

same way.

Did you call her yet?

I was thinking of waiting until we were
on our way back from the airport. Gee,

Mom, I'm sorry. It was a quick trip.

You know, you're just going to beat
yourself up till you do.

Yeah, and she's going to beat me up when
I do.

You know, maybe these are representative
kills.

The victims aren't important to him as
individuals, but as symbols of some

larger group.

Well, one thing's for sure.

He knew how to do the job.

The spine was broken between the third
and fourth cervical vertebrae, and

the normal part.

Abnormal part is the lack of fluid. It
was drained. The cut was made with an

extremely precise instrument.

I like going after doctors. I mean, they
think they're God anyway. Maybe the

guy's a plastic surgeon.

Must be a lot of work for guys like that
down here.

Yeah, that's right. It's the nip and
tuck capital of the East Coast.

Well, he could feel superior to his
victims.

Why? Because his victims are just
getting by on their looks? Something

that, yeah.

It could be other motives.

Maybe a spread lover.

First victim's a male.

You saying he's bi?

Without the bodies, we can't be sure if
there's any sexual component to the

crimes. You may just envy them.

Why be envious of people at the bottom
of their profession?

Well, because they're good looking and
he's butt ugly.

If they're young, he's older.

If he is a surgeon, he's at least in his
late 30s.

The victims are in their early 20s.
Well, there may be sexual jealousy.

They're sexually active. He could be
repressed.

But I doubt that he's ugly. I mean, he
has to troll these clubs looking for his

victims. He'd have to fit into that
scene.

You have quite a modeling industry here,
don't you?

Yeah, we've got some models down here.
You know, toys for the rich like that.

Let's get some agency books. See if we
can match any of the victims to the

clients. Yeah.

I mean,

it's the last thing you'd expect it to
be.

It took me a minute to realize it was an
actual head.

Anyone you knew?

No, thank God.

No one touches me unless they're
invited.

Just picturing you with a diamond
necklace.

Let's get at it.

I just met you, like, a minute ago.

Okay, that line might work on some of
the older girls, but... You just wasted

time.

Wait a minute.

I didn't say I wouldn't go.

What's your name again?

Thomas.

Carla.

So, what do you do?

Anything I want.

And what do you want?

Got my Ferrari out in front.

I want to go back to my yacht and count
the stars.

I love yachts and Ferraris and stars.

So, how big is it, your yacht?

Does size matter that much?

It's everything.

You won't be disappointed.

Eh? What's this?

It's a little something.

I told you.

Save your money.

Take it, Ma.

You color your hair now.

Yeah. Streaks and tips. You like it? No.

Hey, look who's here.

The same

for

38 years.

How's Vincent Luis?

Good.

Your brothers are good.

Why don't you call them and find out?
You know, they could pick up a phone,

They are busy. Oh, and I am not.

I want you to come to us for Easter.

I cannot leave the store.

For one weekend? You can leave the
store.

You know your brother had a son, and he
hasn't heard from you. What are you

talking about?

I sent him a gift.

You don't talk to him. Well, we've been
busy. I've been swamped. Forget your

family, no matter what else you know.

You left for Atlanta. Mom, will you
please? You have your own life. Vince

Luis left Miami, too. They are men.

Men leave.

I'm not even here three minutes and
already we're fighting. A record, even

us, Ma.

Then why did you come to see me? Because
I'm stupid.

Because I keep thinking that one of
these days things are going to be

between us.

And they never are.

And after 35 years, I should realize
that they never will.

Because I'm stupid, Ma.

Yeah, Montana, homicide.

Hello.

Yeah.

Now, where is she now?

Oh, hey, that's very good, Jesus. Very
good, dear. You know, I've had worse

in my life, but this could take forever.

I want to go to the first job site.

That we can take care of. And we got
some very good news. We got an idea on

first victim, a Sean James from Delight,
Arkansas.

Apparently he booked a commercial but
never showed up. His agent's at a photo

shoot right now at the Grove.

Let's go.

Hey, Marty, take these guys down to
Grove, would you?

Be there in five minutes. Sam, after
you.

What's that for?

Cell phone.

Mrs. Portis, how long had you
represented Sean James?

Three months.

Any idea who'd want to kill him?

An ex -girlfriend, boyfriend?

I don't get involved with my clients'
personal life.

I see a hundred hopefuls a day. Maybe I
sign one a month. You know.

They book in the first couple weeks,
maybe you've got something, but most

and they're back on a train to nowhere.

You need that intangible something.

And how are Sean's intangibles?

He was a client. I was trying to book
him. Embed him?

Someone needs to wash your mouth out
with soap.

I've developed a pitchfright. You don't
like the way I'm doing this? I think it

sticks.

They teach you a lot at the academy, but
not necessarily respect for people of

accomplishment. Please accept my
apologies.

It's possible this man is targeting
people in your industry. That means more

kids like Sean could die.

You're the only person we know who's had
recent contact with him.

If you could point this in a direction,
you might very well be saving lives.

By the 400 Club on Brickell Avenue, it
was his favorite place.

Thank you, Mrs. Bates.

Agent Malone, these kids are desperate
for money, for fame, all of it. And

they'll go with anyone, they'll believe
anyone that promises it to them.

So what part of Kansas are you from?

Let's go buy some soapy enough.

You know, for just once, I want to play
the good cop.

Who'd believe it?

So, Dustin, this thing off's a real shot
in the dark.

Sort of like me asking you out to
dinner, huh?

Anyone happen to notice which way their
faces were pointed?

What would that get you?

Well, I once worked this case where the
killer used to point the faces of his

victims toward the spot where he first
met them. It was sort of a warning to

others to stay away.

So this isn't your first decapitation?

The first one was southeast, and the
second one was, uh, northwest.

So, uh, how much a shot in the dark is
it, me asking you out to dinner?

Oh, uh, I don't know. I don't know. I
just, I... What, I move too fast?

Well... Well, sue me. It's genetic. I'm
a cliche.

Well, look, I, um, I think that you
should know.

You got someone in your life?

Sort of, yeah.

Okay, well, how sort of?

Pretty well,

that's all you had to say.

I mean, I hope I didn't make you
uncomfortable

No, I don't want you to take a look at
this.

Hey, take a look at this. No. You and
him?

All right. All right.

Three weeks ago, my cousin's down from
Brooklyn. Places crawling with people.

Couldn't fall down if you tried. Now
it's dead.

It's showing up without their own. It'll
do that.

So, this profiler gave me the definite
impression that there's a Mr.

Profiler somewhere in the wings.

Is it anything serious?

I don't know.

Could be.

Yeah? You and she have a, you know,
hookup?

That would be a no, huh?

That'd be correct.

So this place has a thousand people in
it the other night. I can't believe

nobody heard or saw anything.

It's the nature of beautiful people.
They can't see past their own headshots.

Sorry, baby. Had to close the deal.

So what do you say?

Got my Ferrari out front. I thought we'd
go back to the yacht and count the

stars.

I'm ready.

Mr. King, this is the third one that's
been canceled.

Ah, what the hell's going on? I'll have
to take cash for the champagne.

I'll handle it then.

Then we'll get out of this dump. You
know who I am, don't you?

A man without a credit card.

I keep the singles for change.

You got a hundred?

You want me to pay?

I don't have any money.

No, I'm sorry.

I'll write you a check. I don't have
cash.

Look, I gotta meet some people.

Hang on, I'll just be a second.

No, really.

Thanks for the drink.

Hey, don't go.

Come here.

The beautiful.

Where do they come here?

Money.

Well, he didn't want the victim's money.
As far as we know, they didn't have

any. Well, maybe it's the killer's money
or his lack of it.

If he was a player in the club scene,
he'd be lucky to flash cash.

Look, Billy, all of these people come
here because they want to be somebody.

Maybe he just used the promise of money
to lure them into his trap.

Plays on their desperation.

Yeah.

Who brought this here?

I don't know. I just got back.

I don't know.

And a building full of cops.

Yeah, trained observers.

Girl walks in wearing a dress looks like
it's painted on, carrying a box with

another girl's head in it. Only these
trained observers don't even see the

So he hired someone to bring it in.

Yeah, hired him. Maybe it's his
girlfriend.

No, he doesn't have a girlfriend.

I doubt that there's anyone permanent in
his life.

It doesn't matter who delivered it. He
gave us something very important.

What, besides an unidentified head?

Yeah. He's telling us why he's doing it.
This is...

This is about him. It's about his ego.
This guy wants recognition.

Much like his victims are of a different
kind.

His crimes make him feel like he's
somebody.

He's watching us.

He's watching this whole investigation.

Even as he looks for his next victim.

He wants to pay five million? Tell him I
don't get up in the morning for five

million.

Tell them he put $7 million in an escrow
account by end of day today or my ships

don't leave port. End of story.

Great car.

Any luck?

I think it went okay.

They said they'll let me know.

Well, you let me know if they don't sign
you. I know every agent in town.

How will I let you know?

My name is Thomas King.

King Shipping?

Charlotte McKay.

You free for lunch, Charlotte McKay?

Cafe Cabana would make anyone jumpy.
Yeah, it's in my blood. I should be

What's up?

I just thought I'd see how you were
doing.

I'm in love with life.

So, I'm glad to see your mother.

I was off the clock.

I want a box of her cigars.

You're going to have to buy them retail.

Buying retail is against everything I
stand for.

I can't go back there.

Seeing her is like the Bay of Pigs all
over again.

I want those cigars, Grace.

They're famous.

They were anonymous, and the killer has
made them famous.

At least for 15 minutes.

Why would he care about their fame?

Their fame is his fame. Thank you.

Here you go.

Any other crime scenes? Were there any
photographs of passersby or people

watching the investigation?

No, we don't do that.

Let's start.

Where? We don't even have a crime scene.

Well, maybe we should create one.

One that cheats him out of his fame.

What do you want to do?

You know...

Make a name for myself?

Trust me, it's overrated.

So, do you like sail places?

She hasn't been out to sea in two years.

How come?

Can't afford the gas.

Don't insult me.

They're for my boss.

Ma.

Ma.

For 12 hours a day.

Seven days a week. For 39 years.

You helped me get through school. I wish
I didn't.

To know your daughter works with...

Only the dead.

You think that makes me proud?

You have to take what you know and save
the people. I do save people, Ma.

The people who never become victims
because I help catch the bad guys.

Their families never have to know what
it's like to lose a father, a son, a

brother.

I do save people, Ma.

Look at this.

No, look.

That's Jason.

He's a year and a half old, and you
haven't seen him since we were in the

hospital. And you have all these
pictures of people that I don't even

Not one picture of him.

I want your approval, Ma.

But I'm not going to crawl through
broken glass to get it.

I owe a lot of what I have become to
you.

And if you can't appreciate that, if you
can't get the enjoyment and pride out

of that, then that's not my loss.

It's not his.

It's yours.

My

father

thought that he would never die.

But he did.

And even still, he tried to tell me how
I was going to live with blind trusts,

executors, guarantors, anything to keep
me from getting my hands on his precious

money. But I got better lawyers and
better accountants, and they undid those

trusts, and then I started to spend and
spend and spend because he

wasn't going to stop me.

We had some fun.

I was the flame, baby, and all the moths
came out to play.

But now the money's gone, and all the
moths have flown away.

I didn't come here because I thought you
had money.

The car didn't impress you?

It caught my eye in listening to you on
the phone.

I was wondering how you were going to
cut a $7 million deal over a phone that

wasn't even turned on.

Present from the only woman that I am.

The woman who raised me.

Said that as long as I had it, I didn't
have to just be my father's son. I could

actually be someone on my own.

I suppose the question is, how do you
feel about him?

That's one complication I really don't
need right now.

That's only half an answer. I got my
guys set up on the perimeter, very

unobtrusive, and put word to all the
media outlets things are going to get

lively in a hurry.

Here.

Let me ask you a question.

If this doesn't work out, what are we
going to do for an encore?

What's Italian for I have no idea?

I have no idea.

Yeah.

Thomas King.

Mr. Thomas King.

Mr. Thomas King.

Thomas King?

Yeah. This is the document of
repossession, sir. Your yacht is being

due to lack of payment of your marine
loan.

Taking the boat?

Why don't we go for a walk on the beach?

Why don't you leave me alone?

Why don't you get out of here and leave
me alone?

And now this from the WTSC.

Terror on South Beach.

The killer who has victimized two South
Beach residents over the past ten days

has apparently struck again.

Police have discovered another crime
scene, this one in Bayside Park.

No suspects have been arrested in the
grisly murders, and police and FBI

officials can only speculate as to the
killer's motives.

Once again, residents of South Beach are
urged to be particularly mindful if

they are out at night.

All the attacks have taken place under
cover of darkness.

This is John Atterbury, WTSC News.

I had

my guy shoot in every direction.

If there was anybody notable observing
that crime scene, we should have caught

him on film.

Check this guy out.

It's the same guy next to the bus bench.

Here he is next to the coroner's van.

And in this picture right here, he's not
standing 10 feet away from you.

That's a good picture of you.

Do you recognize him?

Yeah, it's Thomas King Jr.

Guy's up from well.

Time code indicates he was at the scene
for over an hour.

This brat's family owns one of the
biggest shipping firms in town.

Dad died a few years ago, and Junior's
been going to it like there's no

tomorrow. Was he big on the club scene?

Big. Guy practically invented the club
scene. Thought he was God's gift.

Once drove his Lamborghini through the
front of a men's shop because they

have the color shirt he wanted.

There's your ego.

There's your profile.

Residents of South Beach are quite
relieved tonight as the Miami Beach

have arrested a suspect in a series of
South Beach murders.

They've not announced the name of the
suspect, but a spokesman said the police

and FBI investigators are satisfied they
have the murderer in custody.

Sources have learned he is a transient,
possibly from the Midwest, who came to

the South Beach area within the last
month.

Further details on this breaking story
as they become available.

This is John Atterbury, WTSC News.

Mom?

These guys are like Hater with drain
clog when they smell a story.

At least they're good for something.

He's not going to let somebody else take
the credit for his work.

Yeah, he's a real go -getter. I mean,
maybe you had to drag him down here and

sweat him out, you're so sure it's him.

If he knows we made him a suspect, we'd
lose him. If he's going to strike, he'll

strike while we've got someone in
custody.

Surveillance has him at a bar on 10th
Street.

He didn't have anybody with him.

Maybe he's making the rounds.

And what, you're going to catch him with
that?

Yeah, I'm going to hit him over the head
with it.

The IRS has a freeze on all the King's
accounts.

Back taxes, creditors, the usual
financial hazard.

Keep digging.

I knew you were going to say that. The
way this guy spends, he's got no one to

blame but himself for being poor. I
mean, why headhunt a bunch of pretty

nobodies? Well, they aren't nobodies to
him.

They're just like him.

A part of him, anyway. The part that
desperately wanted to make it. The part

that was squashed by his father's money.

These people, they just magnify his low
self -esteem.

This guy's so self -loathing. Wouldn't
he hate his old man's money?

Well, he does, but he's addicted to it.
I mean, it's a dependency that's cost

him all of his ambitions, but, Bailey,
he's going to kill again. I mean, that's

all he's got left. Sam, as long as we're
on him, the risk is minimal.

Don't make a mistake, and when he does,
he'll be there.

Keep me posted.

You bet.

Get me everything you can on the King
family, George. Everything?

Is anybody out there free to make a Joe
Stone crabs run?

The most beautiful women in the world
come to Miami.

Thousands of them every year. Each one
of them more stunning than the last. But

your eyes.

I'm transfixed.

Skin so cool and flawless.

Transfixed?

Like I can't think or breathe.

The whole world stops and there's just
you.

Oh.

Did I tell you I came this close to
getting the fall cover of Young Myth?

what's your name about it? That girl on
that new show.

The one with the hair?

Anyway, I hear she's a real bitch.

So, like, when are you going to take me
out on one of your boats?

Which one did you have in mind?

The yacht.

Sorry, dry dock.

The fast one. The Don's?

Perfect.

Oh, wait, forgot. A buddy of mine took
it to Bimini.

We could...

Take a walk on the beach.

Tell you what, I'll call you later. I've
got my trainer in the morning. I've got

an even better idea.

Why don't you order us another bottle of
Dom to go, and I will make a phone

call, get the Broward gassed up, and
we'll do Nath on it.

The tables, watch the sun come up. I'll
even have you back here in time for your

training, assuming you have the energy.

Bottle of this to go.

I got two of my best guys keeping the
peeps on his wheels.

You know, we can't take a guy for just
talking to a girl.

Well, you think he takes them anyway.

Maybe we're about to find out. No,
there's no maybes about it. Believe me,

they're definitely leaving together.

Last time I had you look at me like
that, forget it.

No wonder the guy's broke. I'm sorry,
miss. This is cash only.

What do you mean, cash only? I'm not
paying for this.

That stuff's like $300 a bottle.

Money which he hasn't got.

He made it.

Rick, we lost him. His car's still
there. He's on foot.

I'm glad you called.

I'm sorry about your boat.

Maybe it's not such a bad thing.

You know who your friends are.

So, where are we going?

Someplace really special.

He made it. How the hell did he make it?
At least he left alone.

Doesn't mean he's still alone.

His Ferrari's still in the same spot.

He swept his boat.

Found two bottles of Zemeron.

There's no indication that that's where
the killings took place.

George, check warehouse space he may be
renting.

Storage sheds, office rentals.

There's got to be some indication of
where he may be headed.

He had it. I get it.

He's got nothing left?

Yeah, well, the guy who repossessed
King's boat said that they'd have a girl

with him.

His next kill will be very important. It
will mean something to him.

It might be someone that he knows,
someone he cares about.

Let's get a physical description of the
girl out to everyone. Check his friends,

acquaintances, employees.

They're all at risk of being identified.

He doesn't seem to have any friends.
Nobody knows anything about him except

what you read in the society column.

Billy, I don't know, this might be
nothing, but he's not completely wiped

He still has this plate.

Why that place?

Guy left his family fortune to circle
down the drain? He keeps under some

working class thump in Hialeah? It's not
listed as one of the king's residences.

I'm finding out who lives there.

Maybe the old man had a mistress. Put
her house.

No, he would never keep a house if his
father enjoyed an affair.

It has to mean something to Thomas.

I always loved candles.

So romantic.

We used to have these snowstorms back in
Omaha.

We'd lose power for weeks.

I think I was the only person I knew who
kind of liked it.

Then again, I always was a little
different.

Like mom to the flame.

Oh, you scared me.

Sorry about the electricity. They turned
it off right after she died.

I think it's kind of fun.

Sexy, you know.

It was really sweet of you to buy your
nanny a house.

She raised me.

Cared about me.

Wanted nothing from me but to see me
happy.

I'm sorry she's gone.

I would have loved to have met her.

You still can.

Got it.

Last known resident was a Lillian
Pantoja.

The owner of the property is Thomas
King.

Lillian died four years ago at the age
of 63.

What did she do?

She was retired.

Last tax return she filed listed her as
a nanny.

She was his nanny.

You're so beautiful, Charlotte, that I
hate to see you pander to those morons

the age... Nothing but a bunch of empty
heads.

You're intelligent.

Compassionate.

She told me that I could do anything
that I wanted if I put my mind to it.

Thomas! Come with me.

Come on, get up.

The house is surrounded.

Can't get out.