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Tonight on The Scent.

Captain, Warren Chappell has escaped
from our hospital.

How are you doing, Warren?

You sneaking out in the middle of the
night?

Are you all right? He threatened you.

So, uh, where's our hero?

Hello, Kathy.

In the jungles of Peru, the fight for
survival heightened his senses.

Now, Detective James Ellison is a
sentinel in the fight for justice.

Seeing before others see.

Sensing what others can't.

An ever -vigilant watchman in the war
against crime.

Listen, pal, you're making one hell of a
mistake.

I gave you some prints, but I'm not very
optimistic.

Any idea on him?

It's Ben Doyle, the Union guy.

Whoever did it knew what he was doing.

A couple punches to take him out of
action, then a bullet in the heart.

Any ideas on the gun?

Judging from the exit wound, could be a
.357 or a .45.

Whoever did this didn't need the gun.

Look at the bruising on the throat.

My guess is the windpipe is crushed.

He would have asphyxiated.

Maybe the killer is putting the victim
out of his misery.

Well, whatever the reason, there's no
loss of motives.

Well, Doyle was accused of whacking a
union rival.

You guys do the math.

I remember that case.

He got off.

People don't always agree with verdict.

I gotta go. I got some work to do.

Thank you so much for seeing me on short
notice, Dr. Burke. I realize you're

probably quite busy.

Well, I got a call from a local police
department saying it's urgent. I tend to

make the time.

Now, we keep him segregated from the
rest of the population, except for when

he's in group therapy, but that's just a
couple times a week. I'm like, he's

pretty much by himself.

What about visitors?

No visitors. He doesn't have phone
privileges either, and all of his

screams.

Harris will be watching you on a closed
-circuit monitor.

If you need anything, just call.

Thank you. Good luck.

How's life in the Bay Area, Cassie?

Still hanging out in the clubs off the
square?

I don't live in San Francisco anymore.

I'm from Cascade now.

Life is full of little ironies, isn't
it?

You're here.

So am I.

How's the shoulder?

Still bother you on rainy days?

Someone is killing again.

They're using your signature.

Who's killed?

He was a union boss.

Tried for murder.

And the court let him off. Was he killed
with a .45 caliber bullet?

Yes. What about the gun?

Was it chrome -bladed?

I don't know. I don't have it yet.

Pity.

Well, it certainly sounds like me.

How do you think I'm doing it?

I told you it was someone else. Someone
who knows about you.

Possible, but not likely.

This kind of a thing can't be
duplicated. It's too intimate.

Like DNA, one of a kind.

So, how are you doing it, Warren?

Huh?

Are you sneaking out in the middle of
the night?

The man that was killed, his name was
O'Doyle, wasn't it?

You could have read that in the
newspaper.

He likes expensive shoes, tassel
loafers.

They made for him in Milan.

The shoemaker's name is sewn in the
instep. Did I read that too?

Hmm?

Well, you'd better check and see.

In the meantime, worry about tonight.

Say, nine o 'clock.

gets back, would you have her return my
call as soon as possible? I need that

ballistics report.

She said she had some personal business
to attend to. Nobody knows where she is.

I think I know who killed Ben O'Doyle.

His name is Warren Chappell. He killed
three people in San Francisco.

Oh, yeah. I worked on the case.

The newspapers would call him the
avenging angel because all of his

men who had committed crimes and had
walked. A lot of technicality.

Chappell would first inflict physical
punishment and then take them out of

misery with a single gunshot wound to
the heart.

A .45 from a chrome -plated automatic.

I just found out that he's been
transferred to Conover as of three

because of overcrowding. Now look, he
knows things that he shouldn't. He knew

O'Doyle's name. I didn't tell him who
the victim was.

He could have found that out, Cassie. He
could have read it in the paper, saw it

on TV.

No, he told me that O'Doyle liked
Italian loafers, and that the shoemaker

Milan, and that the shoemaker's name was
stitched into the instep of his shoe. I

went to evidence.

I checked it out.

It's just as he said it would be.

Yeah, he could have found that out, too.

Come on, Cassie, he is playing with you.

Conover is a maximum security
institution. There is no way that he

or even contact anyone.

Simon, what if he's not playing? I mean,
what if he somehow is involved?

Captain, I don't think we can leave this
to chance. Now, all of Chappell's

victims were high profile. We spent the
last two hours going over trials and

cases where the accused walked. Now, one
seems to stand out.

Thanks very much.

Joseph Bellini? Yeah, this prince, as
you can see, was accused of white

and murder.

But he walked on a technicality.

All right, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you put a surveillance team on
him?

But you wrap it up at midnight. I still
think we're chasing our tails here. We

might be, Captain. But thank you. Thanks
very much.

I hate stakeouts.

You're not having a good time?

Well, I just relax. Think of it as a
meditation.

How can I think of it as a meditation
when my stomach's all in knots? I mean,

think of it as anticipation.

I mean, is something going to happen? Is
something not going to happen?

You know, if Chappell does show up, he's
better than Houdini.

Simon's right. You don't just walk out
of Conover.

I didn't know that.

Well, I've got some history in there.

I'm sure you do.

Well, it's not what you think.

Allison. Yeah, Chappell. It's Simon.

I just had a visit from Bellini's
lawyer.

We've been served with a cease and
desist order signed by Judge Weaver.

Our surveillance is over.

He feels that our protection is an
infringement upon his client's privacy.

Evidently, his client has a problem with
the police.

The bottom line is, if we don't leave,
we're in violation of a court order.

Captain, it's almost 9 o 'clock. Can you
buy us some time somehow?

I've used up all my chips. Now pull the
damn plug.

What's going on?

Simon pulled the plug.

Court order.

This is Detective Ellison.

The stakeout has been officially
terminated. All units are...

Thank you. Good night.

You got a bad

feeling about this? No, I'll tell your
rabbi.

There was, you don't have.

If you need me, you're welcome.

Back so soon, Cassie?

You'll spoil me.

There was another killing last night.

You still gonna tell me you did it?

Well, let's see. By now you've checked
on Ardoil's loafers.

Didn't you just love the tassels?

So, you tell me.

Will there be any more?

Uh, there's gonna be.

There will be.

Who?

That would be too easy.

Let's just say it will be those who
manage to elude justice.

So, I have my work cut out for me, don't
I?

You know what I think?

I think you enjoy this too much.

I think you'll tell me because you'll
miss these little conversations of ours.

When you're ready to talk, have someone
come and get me.

Oh, uh, by the way, Cassie, I still hold
you responsible for my

incarceration.

Someday.

We'll have to reconcile that.

Hmm?

Sorry, you guys.

Thought I'd get him to say more.

Are you all right?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. It's just, um...
It's my asthma, that's all.

I wasn't talking about that.

He threatened you.

Oh, uh... That's just his way of
playing. You know, he thinks it'll keep

balance.

Any chance he's getting off the ground
somehow?

No, it's impossible. The security's way
too tight.

And even if he did get out, why would he
come back?

Well, what about somebody on the
outside? I mean, he could be pulling the

strings from in here, right? No, no. And
I don't know how he'd be doing it.

Well, he's doing something. That's for
sure.

And he's going to continue to do it
until we stop him.

I need to get somebody close to him.

I could do it.

No way.

Absolutely not. Come on, Sam. Why do you
always say that? Why is that always

your first reaction?

Three reasons, Sam Berg. One, you're not
a cop. Two, you're not a cop. Three,

you're not a cop.

Jim, come on, help me out here, man.
Talk to him. You know, one cop to

cop. Simon, I've given it a lot of
consideration. I just think you should

him out, please.

All right, Sandberg, you got one shot.

You better make it convincing.

Okay.

When I was an undergraduate, I did a
paper on the social structure in

institutions to see if the same sort of
pecking orders that exist in our society

find their way into the microcosmic
societies that exist in prisons and

institutions. Anyway, I spent a semester
working nights over at Conover. I know

the facility.

I'm familiar with the case studies and
the therapeutic practices.

So what are you saying? You want to go
in as a staff worker?

No, no, as a patient.

It's the only way I'm going to get close
to Chappell. He won't let his guard

down unless he thinks I'm mentally ill.
You being mentally ill is the only part

of this that's believable.

Now, I'm not crazy about it, but the kid
has proved himself to be pretty damn

resourceful. I think it's worth a shot.
Jim, there has got to be another cop

somewhere in this damn city with enough
experience to pull this off.

It can't be a cop.

Chappell will know. It's instinctive.

He will smell a cop and he will kill
him.

I'll be fine.

All right?

My door's going to be unlocked.

I'm going to have access to the whole
place. There's video surveillance

all over.

I'm going to be fine.

I can do it.

You're late.

I have to wait till the ship changed.

You know, I can't control these things.

Seems we're all dependent on things we
can't control.

Scare a girl, why don't you?

Sorry.

But I wanted to talk to you about
something.

I put a call into the San Francisco
Police Department to do some...

I did a background check on our friend
Chapel.

And I realized that he tried to kill
you.

I was wondering why you didn't tell me.

What's the point?

It wouldn't make any difference.
Sandberg is risking his life here.

I need to know these things.

Okay.

You're right. You're right.

What had happened is that I was doing
my...

Usual impulsive investigation.

And I, uh... I had figured out where
Chapel lived. I decided to go over and

the arrest.

Show everybody what a great cop I could
be.

Yeah.

Was walking in the hallway of his
building.

And he came out of his apartment.

And he looked right at me.

And he made... I don't know how he did
it, but he did. I saw the reflection off

of his gun.

And I moved.

He got me in the shoulder instead of the
heart.

Why didn't he finish the job?

Oh, well, um, I think that he probably
would have.

But the, um, the arresting team had
figured out where he was living, too,

they got there right behind me.

Chappell finally ran out of ammo, and he
surrendered.

Yeah. In some sort of psychotic way,
Chapel, he blamed me for the arrest.

He scared the hell out of me.

After I got out of the hospital, I
decided to take a permanent leave of

You know, I thought that I would go
someplace new, start again, get him out

my head.

Funny how life has its little ironies,
huh?

Living my nightmares all over again.

You know, maybe... Maybe it's a good
idea that I'm not getting so involved,

know?

Somebody else might get hurt.

Oh, you want to know what I think?

We're pretty damn lucky, Dad.

What the hell do you do down here?

That's really none of your business now,
is it? I'm starting to think we could

change our arrangement.

I think it's a little late for that.

You'd have a hard time explaining all
that money that's been transferred to

personal account.

Run along, Harris.

What did it feel?

I want every last detail.

We have a

new member of our group here today,
everybody. This is Blair Sandberg.

Would you have a seat there, Blair?
Thanks for your warning.

Is it clean?

The chair.

I have to know if it's clean because
sometimes staphylococcus bacteria lives

upholstery, and I have to know if it's
clean or not.

I think the chair's okay.

No one's ever gotten infected.

Okay.

I'm just going to put this down just in
case.

It's nothing personal, of course.

We were just discussing anger.

Perhaps you'd like to contribute.

Okay.

Well, anger has nothing to do with it.

Yeah.

Mad has nothing to do with it.

Mad has nothing to do with what?

Getting what I'm entitled to.

Perhaps you could explain.

You see, to enjoy the good life, to
enjoy the material wealth that was

to me.

Who promised you, Blair?

Well, that'd be my higher power, you
see.

Yeah. I have a covenant with her, and
she tells me what I can take, when I can

take it, and from whom I can take it.

Oh, yeah.

That's right.

Your higher power.

He's got a higher power.

Reggie. That only comes to him.

Reggie, calm down. Doesn't talk to
anybody else.

Reggie. Like he's something special.

Like he got some personal membership to
the higher power club. Reggie.

Enough.

I was just, I was just making a point.

We appreciate your insight.

Why don't we let someone else comment?

Warren, what do you think about all
this?

I don't know.

If the man says he has a higher power
that tells him things to do, I guess

true.

Why would he lie?

There are 17 staff members that got over
when Chapel first arrived. 14 are still

there. The other three have moved on.

It's going to take a while to go through
them. However long it takes, we've got

to go through the process. Now, if
Chapel isn't leaving the hospital, which

highly unlikely, then he's got a
relationship with somebody on the

right? Yeah. If you could use some help
on this, we'll launch a work with

Cassie. Yes, sir. Back in San Francisco,
Chapel almost killed Harry.

Now I think that's pushed her pretty
close to the edge. I don't think we

push her any closer.

What did you become her mother?

Let her decide.

Sam,

the other guy's right.

Jim, look, you've got to pull Blair out
of Conover, okay?

Why? What do you mean?

Nothing is going to happen.

Okay? Just trust me.

What about you?

I think I could use you.

No, I can't.

Why not?

Do you remember that nightmare I was
telling you about that I was having

was back? And it was real. And every
time I turn around, I feel like Chapel

just chasing behind me.

But you don't see that's all in your
head?

No, it's not.

Cassie, we all have our stuff.

That we have to deal with.

But if you don't control it, then face
it.

It controls you.

Look, Jim, I would really like to help
you, okay?

I can't. Okay?

I'm sorry.

It was wonderful.

Even better than before.

Every time I do it, I feel more
complete.

Penny. He was happy for me to end.

Not just to stop the pain, but because
he knew he had to pay the price.

And I was happy to do it for him.

And when I did it, I felt so.

He's not having you with me.

I've had a visitor.

Don't want to feel like that.

He's working with the police.

Right now, they're discussing.

Pretty soon, they'll put us together.

Operator, I'd like to make a collect
call. It's an emergency.

You're so clever, aren't you?

A little obsessive, compulsive behavior.

Throw in the ravings of a schizophrenic
and we're all supposed to buy into your

little charade.

Who sent you?

Nobody sent me.

Then who were you calling?

My higher power.

That's how we communicate.

She lets me call collect.

You're my little friend Cassie's idea,
aren't you?

Tell me.

Where'd he go?

Where'd he go?

What's going on, man?

Chapel.

I'm not imagining this, man. He was just
trying to kill the go -look. All right,

all right. I believe you. Take it easy.

Be careful.

I don't see or hear anything.

Maybe I am going crazy.

What are you doing here, anyway?

We had another murder.

Consensus was that you're in over your
head.

I'll tell you what. I ain't down with
that majority.

Oh, go on. Get me out of here. All
right. Settle down.

I know how he's doing it. He's using a
special phone and he's tapping into the

phone lines. Now, I overheard part of
the conversation.

I don't know who he was talking to, but
whoever it was sounded like they were

getting ready to get out of town. Which
means if we don't unravel this soon, we

may not get another chance.

Come on.

How'd you manage to get out of your
cell, hmm?

My guess is that it's somebody who works
here.

You must be mistaken.

I only go out of my cell for therapy
sessions.

Someone told you, Warren.

Who? That little weasel, Sandberg?

Who?

Name doesn't ring a bell.

You're killing people in my city, and
I'm going to stop it.

I thought he did.

You know, Chief, you're going above and
beyond the call on this one.

I mean, somebody else could be doing
this work here.

No, uh -uh.

I want this one. This guy, he tried to
kill me, man. It's just all fun and

games, you know?

I'm gonna find out who he's calling.

How's it going?

It's going pretty slow. I mean, these
things are really detailed. Think this

guy, Jed Harris.

Draft pick, NFL, third round.

Injured his leg in a car accident.

ruined his career. I mean, even with all
this extensive information here, I'm

still looking for the proverbial needle
in a haystack.

We've got two needles.

The one Chappell was talking to and the
one that let him out of his cell.

Hi. Hi.

I, uh, decided you were right. I've been
spending a lot of time looking over my

shoulder.

Come on in.

I'm gonna take your coat.

Want some coffee?

Yeah, you got some decaf? Black.

Cream.

Black.

Black is good.

Hey.

Hi. I, uh, heard what happened last
night. You all right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm fine. No big deal.
Thanks. Yeah, okay.

These the, um, personnel files?

Yep. Whole mess of them.

They're all checking out, though.

I have two teams doing interviews.

Friends, relatives.

Nothing out of the ordinary yet. Here
you go. Thanks.

You guys, I think I know her.

Yeah. Only her name wasn't Alex Wall.
Who is she?

Okay, Chappell's first victim was a guy
by the name of Luther Van Owen.

He was a petty thief. He had robbed and
killed this gas station owner.

He walked off on a technicality.

Now, the gas station owner had a sister.

She had just gotten out of the army.

God, what was her name?

It'll come to you. Keep going. Okay,
okay.

When Chappell was arrested and was put
on trial, she was there every single

She was absolutely fixated on this guy.
God, what was her name?

Jane Carpenter.

That's it?

Jane Carpenter. It was discharged from
the Army because of psychological

imbalance. What was her specialty?

Communication. The Army taught her how
to shoot a gun, fight with her hands,

tap into phone lines.

Be all that you could be.

All right, let's bring her in. Be good,
sir.

This is a psychiatric panel here to
evaluate the child.

We'll take him to the interview room.

Brent and I were being grilled by Burke.
They know you're using a phone. He

wants to know who let you out.

Don't move your head.

Everyone's being questioned.

Yeah, but I did it.

You didn't tell me you were on some kind
of killing spree.

I'm an exaggerated murderer.

There is a way out.

I've been thinking about it for a while.

This just pushes the timetable.

This facility is only as good as its
security system.

They're going to put me in deep
lockdown.

It's only a matter of time until they
find out everything.

Help me now, and we solve both our
problems.

This should be by the numbers, just in
case.

Get that down.

Thanks for the tip.

All right, gentlemen, just like we
talked about.

Let's go.

Is that your phone?

Nope, it's yours.

All right, let's move out.

Go, go.

You heard him.

Captain Banks here.

This is Dr.

Burke. I'm trying to locate Detective
Ellison, please.

Detective Ellison is a little busy right
now. Can I take a message?

Captain, Warren Chappell has escaped
from our hospital.

Now, if he and Alex Walsh are as
psychologically fused as I think they

may try to

Keep killing people in my city, and I'm
going to stop it.

She had the whole perimeter mined.

It's a miracle we didn't lose more men.

I obeyed to that.

What about the bodies inside the car?

Well, Wolf was trying to get some dental
records on them.

The heat and the velocity of the
explosion make a conclusive ID nearly

impossible.

Yep. His report said he sent metal
fragments over to Cassie's lab for

The one thing he is sure about,
though... There was a man and woman

car.

We're going under the assumption the
chapel made it to the house before we

Well, this whole thing probably has
Cassie breathing a lot easier.

No pun intended, I'm sure, Captain.

The adapts will feel safe until she
knows for sure.

She and Sandberg are at the loft now.

I'm going to pick them up for a little
late -night chow.

You want to join us?

Oh, no, I've got to wade through this.

Take a ranch head, though.

You got it. Check with you later?

Sir, did you say that Wolf sent metal
fragments over to Cassie's lab?

Yeah, what?

Something I want to check out.

I'll talk to you later.

Cassie, are you going to want some of
this?

No, I don't think I want any more
coffee. You're going to have to peel me

the ceiling.

Chopper really got to you, didn't he?

Well... You don't have to worry about it
anymore. It's all over.

Dr. Burke.

Dr. Burke, this is Jim Ellison.

I was just heading out the door here. I
need to know something. Did Warren

Chappell have any major surgery where a
bone would have been replaced by a

titanium rod?

No. You sure about that? I'm positive.
He had a complete physical examination

when he got here. There were no surgical
scars.

There's a guard named Harris who was in
a car accident. What about him?

Yeah, actually, as I remember, he had a
hip replacement.

It's interesting you should ask about
him.

Why is that?

Well, he never showed up for the night
shift. Nobody seems to know where he is.

Thanks.

Shouldn't Jim be here by now?

Yeah, well, I'll give him a call.

I know that he wanted to go over and
talk to Simon.

The phone's been... Blair. Just relax.
It's probably just a fuse.

See that?

Who reset the breaker?

Blair, you've got to cut the power to
disarm the security system.

Get in the back, quick.

Hello, Cassie.

The operator said the phone was out of
order.

We're waiting for the utility company.

I don't have time to wait. Now get me
some backup. I'm almost there.

All right.

All units to 646 Marina.

You're getting to be a real nuisance,
Cassie.

You killed someone I cared about.

She was an extension of me.

Your friend killed herself.

I didn't think I was talking to you.

I was right about you, wasn't I?

You are Kathy's little friend.

Yeah, well, you remember my friend,
don't you?

He's coming here.

That's what I'm counting on.

All I had to do was follow you.

The other body in the car.

Who was it?

Ah, a not very bright guard named
Harris.

I convinced him that his future would be
best served by disappearing.

He was at the house to get Janine, but
you got there too quickly.

Timing is everything, isn't it?

You love the game, don't you?

It's become more important to you than
anything else.

Are you sure?

Well, if it wasn't, you'd be long gone
by now.

Why don't the two of us just take off,
huh?

Just me and you.

You need Sandberg.

What's the point in killing him?

It's me you want.

Yeah, it'd be too soon.

This is the best part of the game.

I want to work on your friends.

And let you live with the memories.

Knowing that one day... I'll visit you
again.

So, uh, where's our hero?

I think it's about time I brought this
little drama to an end.

You all right?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm all right.

Finally.

You okay, Chief?

I got it.

All right, watch your head.

They're talking to Dr. Burke over there.
He's going to oversee Chappell's

transfer to another institution out of
state.

He won't get out again, Kathy.

That's what they said last time.

Well, what do you say we grab a bite to
eat, huh?

I could eat. All right. I'll buy it.

We'll go over to Bobby Akers' and get
that steak sandwich. See you there.

Captain, is the department going to pick
up the tab for the damage done to the

law?

You're joking, right?

No, sir, I was dead serious.

You know, I know a really good designer.

And I have to admit, I took a couple of
classes as an undergraduate.

So did I.

Oh, good. Why don't you two start up a
business? This will be your first job.