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In all tribal cultures, every village
had a sentinel.

Now a sentinel is chosen because of a
genetic advantage.

A sensory awareness that can be
developed beyond normal humans.

Your time spent in Peru has got to be
connected with what's happening to you

now.

I've got hundreds of documented cases of
one or two hyperactive senses, but not

one single subject was all fine.

You could be the real thing.

I said it would be nice to know that if
I got into a jam, that you can cover my

back. Uh -uh, no way, man. I'm not going
around packing.

My deal is, is that I'm here strictly,
strictly as an observer.

Somebody's coming.

It's him.

Does your mother know you look like
this?

Screw you.

Good to see you, Danny.

Good to see you too.

So old Kool took over another waterfront
trucking farm.

SKB Freight.

Run by a guy named Ray Kaminsky.

Word is, he told Mickey O'Toole to drop
dead.

Then one morning, he walks into his four
-year -old daughter's room and finds

that somebody's cut the heads off all
her stuffed toys.

So now Kaminsky's got himself a not -so
-silent partner.

25 % of his business profits, but he
gets to sleep nights and not worry about

his kids.

Yep. Got it.

You okay?

I'm cool.

You double back on your way over here?
Yeah, yeah.

No calls home, right?

Look, you're not my big brother anymore.

I can take care of myself.

All right.

I'll talk to you next week.

Watch your back.

Always do.

Are you all right?

Come on.

Oh, God.

Call an ambulance.

Come on.

Come on, buddy.

Call an ambulance!

Come on. It's too late, Eddie. Come on,
buddy. It's not too late. Call an

ambulance!

I think you know Assistant D .A. Beverly
Sanchez.

Yeah, we've met.

We got one hell of a mess here, guys.

Two months worth of undercover work with
Mickey O'Toole right where we wanted

him. But without Officer Choi's
testimony, our case is dead.

In case you haven't noticed, Miss
Sanchez, there's a lot more that's dead

than your case.

I'm sorry.

You're right.

Well, the good news is we have a
positive idea on the shooter.

Tommy Juno.

You're kidding.

You know how many times Juno has walked
without so much as an arrest?

Yes, he always has an ironclad alibi.
But not this time.

The man I saw was definitely Tommy Juno,
and I'll swear to it.

This changes everything.

O'Toole must have hired Juno to hit
Danny Choi. We nailed Juno. Tie him to

O'Toole. We could still make our case.
Hold on.

Lisa, wake up Judge Perlman.

I need a warrant.

Put your hands in the air.

What's this all about?

It's about you being under arrest for
murder.

You're wasting your time.

I spent a whole evening at a benefit
party.

I've got witnesses.

Ma 'am, I'd get out of the line of fire
if I were you.

Take it easy now.

This car's a classic.

Get this creep out of here.

At least put the top up or it's going to
rain.

Good.

Nice job, gentlemen.

Did I say something wrong?

Danny lost his dad when he was a little
kid. When Jim was in college, he sort of

became his big brother.

They were real close.

Jim was the one who helped Danny get
into the academy.

Excuse me a minute.

Detective, I didn't realize you had a
history with Officer Choi.

I know I was a bit cold earlier.

I'm sorry.

It's no problem.

I'd like to make it up.

Maybe I could buy you a beer.

Good, Connelly.

Some other time.

Maybe a beer would be a good idea.

Okay.

You pick the place.

Sandberg's always trying to get me to
take up meditation or some such thing.

But I figure with this place, who needs
it, you know?

Carolyn never seemed to like it, though.

She thought it was too quiet.

Oh, that's the best part.

Who's Carolyn?

My ex, Carolyn Plummer.

Head of the forensics and tech lab.

Must be hard working with her down at
the station.

Sometimes.

My ex was a cop, too.

Back in Tacoma.

He was a good guy.

So why the hell didn't it work out?

I asked myself that one a few times.

Must be great on a Sunday afternoon
watching all the boats out on the bay.

What is it?

I was just thinking about Danny.

How much he loved to sail.

You should say there were two things in
life that made him feel really alive.

Sailing and being a cop.

I should go.

really glad you came.

Me too.

Good night.

Good night.

What's wrong?

It's just not really a great night.

I understand.

Mine sure lost its taste.

Tim.

Tim?

Tim.

You call me immediately.

For what? For what? You lose your sense
of hearing and taste bromis an hour, and

you don't think it's any big deal.

I'm fine. Would you just lighten up? No.

We've got to go get you checked out
ASAP. This could be some side effect

don't know about.

Would you just forget it?

I'm not going to be some human lab rat
for you to prod and probe every time

something goes wrong with me. You got
that?

I'm just trying to help.

Jim!

Talk about later.

Hi. How are you? Good.

Got this in this morning's mail from the
IRS.

Apparently we owe a panel plan to back
taxes from when we were married.

$4 ,000.

Jim!

Good morning.

Hi, Beverly.

Good morning.

How are you?

Fine. How are you?

Great.

Nice tie.

Oh.

Thanks.

I'm Blair Sandberg. Oh, I'm sorry.
Beverly Sanchez, assistant DA.

Nice to meet you. You too.

Lieutenant Carolyn Plummer. Oh, of
course. Plummer.

Well, I guess I should be going.

Nice to meet you both.

Jim, I'll see you at the arraignment
later?

Great. So, about the IRS penalty?

Right. A lot of money.

The only fair thing to do would be...
What?

Look, as far as I'm concerned, I'm not
paying for your screw -ups anymore.

What was that about?

You know, for a guy with hyperactive
senses, you can be pretty dense.

Meaning what?

Meaning that anyone can tell that there
was enough heat between you and Miss

Beverly Sanchez here to incinerate a
football stadium.

Oh, that.

Yeah, oh, that.

Carolyn and I have been divorced for
nearly two years.

It doesn't matter.

Anthropologically speaking, a
relationship never terminates, and Homo

resist change.

Thank you for the science lecture,
Teach.

What's the short version?

Short version?

Carolyn's jealous.

You're dead meat.

Based on the evidence, Your Honor?

We ask the court to bind Mr. Juneau over
for trial for the murder of Officer

Daniel Choi.

What evidence, Your Honor? The
prosecution has no weapon, no motive, no

opportunity. We have a witness, Your
Honor. Detective James Ellison of the

Cascade PD saw the defendant commit the
crime.

If it pleases the court, I have here a
copy of this morning's Cascade Tribune.

May I approach?

You may.

On page 7 of the Arts and Entertainment
section, there's a story about a benefit

held last night at the Cascade Arts
Center.

The caption to one of the photographs
reads, Among last night's black -tie

partiers were Samantha Parks and Mr.
Thomas Juneau. Your Honor, that benefit

started at 8 .30. Daniel Choi was shot
and killed at 11 .15. It would have been

simple enough for Mr.

Juneau to have his photograph taken and
still have ample time to get across town

and shoot Officer Choi. I have
statements from no fewer than 11

establishing that Mr. Juneau arrived at
the benefit at 8 .45 and did not leave

until 11 .45.

Detective Ellison has positively
identified Mr.

Juno as the man who shot and killed
Officer Choi.

Your Honor, I'd like to ask Detective
Ellison a few questions.

I'll allow it. Now, Detective Ellison,
Officer Choi was shot and killed at 11

.15 p .m. in front of the Old Delmonico
Cannery on Grand Boulevard between 10th

and 12th Streets. Is that right?

That's correct.

And where was the killer when he fired
the shot that took Officer Choi's life?

At an abandoned warehouse down the
street.

Koppelman van in storage.

Tell us exactly what you saw.

I saw the shooter at a third -story
window.

He had short, dark hair and was wearing
a black turtleneck. I identified the

shooter as Tommy Juno.

Anything else?

He was armed with a night .30 caliber
sniper rifle, starlight night vision

with laser sight.

He used it to shoot and kill Danny Choi.

And you're absolutely certain that the
man you saw shoot Officer Choi was Tommy

Juno? I'm absolutely certain.

I'm well aware of who the defendant is.

Earlier, you described Koppelman -Bannon
storage as being down the street.

Exactly how far down the street?

I don't remember.

You were able to describe the clothes
Mr. Juneau was wearing, the color of his

hair, the weapon he was using, but
you're not sure how far away he was?

Not exactly. You see... Detective, are
you aware that the distance between the

Delmonico cannery and Koppelman -Bannon
storage is over 200 yards?

Uh, no, I was not aware of that. It was
11 .15 at night. The killer is the

equivalent of two football fields away,
and there are no lights on the street.

How could you possibly make a positive
identification of Mr.

Juno, the way he cut his hair, the
clothes he was wearing, the weapon he

using, or in fact anything at all?

I'm waiting for your answer to take.

Judge Perlman's decision to dismiss the
case should come as no surprise. My

client never should have been arrested
in the first place. The charges were

total nonsense, and the authorities knew
it. Are you suggesting they conspired

to manufacture evidence?

What I am suggesting is that there
should be an investigation into the

or should I say misconduct, of Detective
James Ellison, whose testimony in court

was so obviously fabricated. It's cops
like him who give our police department

bad name.

Your friend dying in your arms like
that, huh?

All you could do was watch.

That's a real hot story.

Wish I could have been there.

Come on, not here. Come on, it's not
working.

He's standing there smug as he can be.
Unbelievable.

I know what you mean. I mean, how the
hell does he manufacture these alibis?

I am talking about you, detective.

Me? Well, you don't think I know what
happened? A cop gets killed, you don't

have a case, so you decide to help it
along.

What are you saying? Only you got
caught.

And now you've made the entire police
department look bad.

Just one damn minute.

I vouch for the honesty of any man on my
team, so don't you come in here

telling... What he saw was impossible.

Unless you're trying to tell me that he
can see things nobody else can.

I don't buy it.

Now, why don't you buy this?

Tommy Juno is a stone killer.

Now, I say we put him under 24 -hour
surveillance and we nail him.

Juno's attorney is already threatening
to sue for false arrest.

I am not going to give him ammunition
for charges of harassment.

I want this department to leave Tommy
Juno alone.

And that includes you, detective.

You so much as go near him, and I will
personally go to the chief on this.

Why the hell didn't you tell me Juno was
200 yards away?

Simon, I didn't realize it. You've got
to understand.

With this Sentinel thing, I can see
things that other people can't.

And we're not going to let you in a walk
on this one, are we, Simon?

Well, there's really not much we can do
about it, is there?

Even if you came forward and told the
truth, no one would believe you.

What do you want from me, O2?

I've got an appointment with my auto
mechanic.

Maybe I just wanted to congratulate you
on a nice piece of work.

You could have left that on my
voicemail.

You managed to be at the art museum the
same time you whacked Choi anyway.

Trade secret.

Okay, I got another job for you.

Someone's giving me a lot of trouble
lately.

This one I'll enjoy.

I got some business to take care of.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sure.

Everything's fine.

Hey, man, got your message. What?

Tommy, did you think over what we talked
about?

Yeah. I don't want to press a lawsuit
for false arrest.

You're recording Tommy Juno's phone
calls?

You got a problem with that? Without a
warrant?

It's illegal.

Only she finds out.

Jim, this is way, way over the line,
man. Oh, listen, Boy Scout.

Juno killed Daniel.

Now, he's going down for that.

Yeah, but Bank said not to... This has
nothing to do with Bank.

Now, either you want to be involved, or
there's a door. Your choice.

What's he doing?

I don't know.

We're going to find out.

I can't see a thing.

Don't worry about it. I can.

After the police arrested my client and
falsified testimony against him, now

they're stalking him like he's some kind
of animal.

On top of that, they're bugging his
private telephone without a warrant.

Is this true? Does the police department
have a virtual vendetta against Tommy

Juno? Detective, we need an answer.

You violated his civil rights, for God's
sake. You know what that makes this?

A federal case.

And you, the only reason your ass has
been in jail right now is because I

want to waste a cell.

It was my fault, sir. Blair had nothing
to do with this. Damn it.

I know you haven't been thinking
straight since Choi was killed, but

can't cover for you.

Penning an internal affairs
investigation, you are off the streets

notice. All your cases are reassigned.

And your access to this department has
been revoked.

Give me your credentials.

Now!

Get out.

You really let me down on this one, Jim.

This is exactly what Juno wants.

Yeah, and you played right into his
hands.

Don't say. Say what?

That you're an arrogant, self
-destructive schmuck?

If I say it to you, I gotta say it to
me, too.

I mean, I went along with you.

Guess you're gonna have to find yourself
another statement subject.

Says who?

This thing is not over until I get Tommy
Juno locked up.

What is it?

Jim, what's wrong?

It's my hand.

I've lost all the feeling in my hand.

That was a big waste of time.

No, just because the numbness went away
doesn't mean it's not serious.

At least now we know that it's not some
traditional medical problem. Which means

it's probably some sentinel thing that I
don't understand.

In other words...

We spent half a day trying to figure out
what I already know.

You haven't got a clue.

I don't know.

Maybe it's related somehow to the zone
I'm back to. You know, when you get so

focused on one sense that the others get
tuned out.

No. That wouldn't explain it.

Maybe it's got something to do with your
diet. You been eating anything weird

lately?

Well, I have had these cravings. Yeah?

Last night, I ordered pizza with
pepperoni and 30 -weight motor oil.

Oh, come on.

The way that we're going to figure this
thing out is if we go at it

scientifically. Not now.

Too busy.

With what?

Nailing Juno. Oh, man, are we back on
that again? We never got off of it. We

just took a brief detour to the Sandburg
zone.

So who is this guy?

Ray Kaminsky.

Danny told me that Mickey O'Toole was
using threats against Kaminsky's family

order to strong -arm him to make an
O'Toole asylum partner.

Good evening.

Uh, Pauline?

Listen, you go inside and wash up for
dinner, okay?

Cool.

Can I do something for you guys?

Detective Ellison, Cascade PD.

This is Blair Sandberg. We'd like to ask
you a few questions.

I'm kind of busy right now.

We know of your involvement with Mickey
O'Toole.

Well, if you do, then you also know why
I decided to cooperate.

That means there's nothing you can
threaten me with that's going to make me

to you.

You want to spend the rest of your life
under the thumb of Mickey O'Toole? You

cooperate with us, we can make sure that
he gets put away someplace where he

can't hurt you or anybody else.

This morning, Mickey O'Toole came to see
me to get his salary.

He asked me if I'd heard about the
undercover cop being killed.

Then he says, I might read in the paper
tomorrow about somebody else who got in

his way.

Thought she could make trouble for him.

Did you say she?

That's what he said, yeah.

She. Beverly Sanchez.

Beverly Sanchez, office.

Is Beverly in?

Sorry, she's gone for the day.

This is Detective James Ellison. Can you
tell me where she's gone? It's an

emergency. She said she was going
straight home. I need her address.

Hey, why don't you let me dial for you,
man?

I can handle it.

What is it?

He's up there.

Go get Sanchez. I'll get Juno. Right,
right.

Like that, four stories. I mean, it's a
miracle he's even breathing.

Prognosis? We've had virtually no brain
activity since he was admitted. Combined

with his internal injuries, frankly, we
don't expect him to recover.

Look, Jim, I talked it over with the
chief.

And as of tomorrow morning, you're
officially back on full duty.

Of course, there's still going to be
that IA investigation about that.

illegal wiretap.

You should be able to pull through that
with a rubber band.

I wanted to thank you.

I know I owe you an enormous apology.

I just hope that you can forgive me.
It's late.

I really gotta go.

We're out of here.

Hey, hey.

Spicy tuna hand roll and two hamachi,
please. Something to drink.

Would you like something to drink?

Would you like a drink? Tea or pop or
some drink?

No, no, no, no.

$5 .20, please.

Uh, $5.

$5 .20.

You speak English?

520.

You know, somehow he managed to fake his
coma and walk right out of here. Maybe

he took some kind of drug to slow down
his metabolism.

Hold it.

Doctor?

Yeah. What happened?

Massive heart failure.

How long ago?

Half an hour.

My forensics team found a blood splatter
on the street by the sushi bar. It was

fresh, so it must have been from the
gunman you wounded.

Yeah. So we ran a DNA test on it and
compared the results with DNA from Tommy

June's corpse.

And? The DNA's the same.

What? No, no, that is impossible.

See for yourself.

The bands are identical, right down the
line. There's got to be some mistake.

Maybe the sample was mixed up or
contaminated somehow.

Yeah, it's got to be.

Would you see to it that it gets run
again, please? Of course.

We got to go to the morgue for Juneau's
autopsy. Let's go, Chief. Something I'm

really looking forward to.

Let's go, let's go, let's go. Come on.

Jimmy? Yeah?

Listen, the other day, the thing about
the tax penalty, I'm really sorry.

I guess I got jealous.

I know I have no right to be. It's just
that, well, sometimes, you know, it's

hard.

Anyway, I wish you both well.

Oh, thanks.

There's no reason for you to be jealous.
We're barely on speaking terms.

Her loss.

Why is it that we're better friends
divorced than we were married?

Allison.

Are you sure about that?

All right, I'm on my way.

That was the morgue.

They ran a test of the fingerprints
taken from Juno's corpse through the

computer. And guess what?

What? The dead man is not Tommy Juno.

According to his rap sheet, Tommy Juno
was born in a little town in Northern

Ireland called Dungiven. In 1967, the
woman named Sarah Juno died during

childbirth at home.

Her husband was IRA and wanted by the
police, so there was no hospital and no

birth certificate.

All the locals remembered that Mrs. Juno
gave birth to identical twins.

Twins? Identical.

Tommy and Dylan.

It's not uncommon for identical twins to
have matching DNA gene strands, but

they'd still have different
fingerprints.

I'll be damned. In 1968, Juno's father
was killed in a shootout. The brothers

were adopted by different families.

And as adults, they tracked each other
down. Then they moved to the United

States to begin work as freelance
hitmen. But they kept their double

a secret. And Tommy always had an
ironclad alibi for his hits. So the dead

was really Dylan Juno.

Well, that's one hell of a gimmick.
Yeah, only now the gimmick's history.

Tommy wants to kill the man who killed
his brother.

Go wait by the door.

How you doing, Tommy?

I'm all right.

Looks pretty messy.

Offering painkillers.

He didn't want any.

That's because our Tommy's a real tough
guy, aren't you, Tommy?

The bullet tore up a lot of tissue.

At least no bones are broken. It's going
to hurt for a while, but he'll survive.

Take off.

Thank you.

I must admit, the twin brother thing
really took me by surprise.

Who'd ever have thought, huh?

My sources tell me the cops are looking
everywhere for you, and this time you

don't have an alibi.

I don't need one.

I got one more piece of personal
business to take care of, and then I'm

disappear. One problem.

It's only a matter of time before the
cops connect you to me.

They never get a word out of me, Mick.

Really?

I die first.

I'm glad to hear it.

You bastard.

Sorry, Tommy.

I fired your help, Nick.

Hey, Jim, we gotta talk about defense.
Not now. Hey, Doc.

This whole thing started after Danny's
death, right? So what I think is

happening is some form of post
-traumatic stress. In other words, it's

mind. What is it?

Danny's death hurts you. It made you
feel like you failed. So your emotions

all out. My emotions are just fine.

Right. You broke the law. You got
yourself suspended.

I mean, you're self -destructing and you
don't even realize it. Well, since when

did you become my shrink? I'm not trying
to be your shrink. If I'm right, the

only one who could stop these blackouts
is you. And how is that?

Jim, we just got a tip that there's been
a shooting at a tool truck and let's

roll.

Look, Sam Bird, this is a crime scene. I
don't want you touching anything.

I know. I'm an anthropologist. I've been
on excavations before.

You know what? On second thought, you
stay out here.

Let's move.

Let's go. Let's go.

We're clear.

Make the O2.

We'll get some more bodies out here.
Looks like a couple of old tools, guys.

All right.

You better call the coroner and the
forensics.

Yes, sir.

The rest of you guys, take a look around
out there. See what else you can find.

All right. Be careful.

What do you got there, Jim?

Looks like somebody was playing doctor
to a gunshot wound.

Ten to one, that wounded man is Juno.

Said he came here for help and something
went sour.

He was more than just my brother.

He was the other half of my soul.

What do you want, Tommy?

You say hello to a friend of yours.

Tim, it's Beverly.

I was just... It's enough.

I think you get the point.

We'll be in touch.

I need to put a trace on all calls
coming into a cell phone.

Number 555 -1447.

It's registered to Michael O'Toole.

No, that's too long.

This is an emergency.

He could be calling back any minute.

Hold on.

Ellison, be at the old fairgrounds on
the midway in 30 minutes.

Well, take Sanchez for you.

But if I see any cops, she dies.

Forget it.

What do you mean, forget it? You think I
won't kill her?

I got a different deal for you.

There's something you don't know.

Your brother Dylan isn't dead.

I don't believe you.

You let out that report to force your
hand.

We've been keeping him in a guarded ward
at the hospital.

He's pretty banged up, but he's very
much alive. Now, you want to trade your

brother for Sanchez.

You better not be lying to me, and you
better not screw with me, or what's left

of your friend won't fill a matchbox.

All right, all right. I just need a
little more time.

Give me an hour.

Forty -five minutes.

He took the deal.

Great.

Now all we have to do is find a way to
bring your body back to life.

You send out Sanchez.

Then I'll send Dylan over at the same
time.

All right.

But just remember, if you try anything,
she dies.

You know what they say, Ellison.

You can run, but you can't hide.

Come on, you can do it.

Pull it together.

Well, you were right. It was me.

And it was the weirdest thing. I was
standing there and everything was a

And it was as if I was standing outside
myself looking at myself.

And I could make myself move and see and
hear. But it wasn't me.

It was someone else.

The most important thing here is that
you, you took control.

See what I'm saying?

Well, knowing that the faithful
companion's most important job is

to get lost.

I'll see you later, man.

You know that's the second time in two
days you've saved my life.

Yeah.

Sandberg's insinuated that I have an
evasive personality.

I spent the last couple of days thinking
about you and me.

And? Well, maybe we should just try
being friends.

Friends? Yeah.

What do you think?

Friends.

Friends.

With potential.