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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 with all five.

You could be the real thing.

I wanted to leave with a two -minute
warning.

We were up 20 points, but you had to
stay till the end. Who cares, man?

We won!

Woo! Code 2, 4 Victor 12, 609 there now.
Screaming woman, 3328 Ansel Street,

apartment B. Reporting party at
location.

1 Zebra 1, show me handling the call.

Roger. What's the number one?

16609 anyway.

Proud of you.

Oh, miss.

Is there any chance this victim was
strangled?

No, the medical examiner reports no
signs of trauma to her neck.

Hemorrhages in her lungs indicate
drowning.

What about sexual assault?

No. Check this out. Susan Frazier was
dead at least 12 hours before Sandberg

I found her.

Then who the hell made the 911 call?

Got me.

Look, your report says that her picture
frames were empty, jewelry box rifled,

garments removed from her closet.

Trophies from the kill.

It's the same M .O.

Yellow scars, trophies, drowned in the
bathtub, third victim in three months.

Adam Walker, age 36, known dope dealer,
confined to a wheelchair.

Billy Bright, age 20, underground
musician.

No witnesses, no suspects.

All right, look, until we get more
information on this, I want a total

blackout. Right now, we don't even have
a profile on our killer.

Let's not scare the hell out of
everybody.

Last thing we want on our hands is a
panic city.

You're so beautiful.

Took you long enough to notice.

I'll notice now, huh?

What is it?

Did I do something?

No. No.

It's just, um... Just what?

Um... It's the other night I, uh...

There's this woman and she... Are you
seeing someone else? No.

You're right.

Who was it, an ex -girlfriend?

I knew this relationship was a mistake.

Chris, wait.

You don't understand.

She was dead.

She was murdered.

Drowned in her tub and...

It was awful.

Her mouth was open. It looked like she
was screaming. And her eyes, man.

I'll never forget those eyes.

I thought it must have been horrible for
you.

I didn't even know her.

Can you imagine what it would be like if
it was someone I knew?

Cared about?

Uh, Jim! Sandra, what the hell's going
on?

What are you doing up front?

Hello there.

I'm Jim Ellison. I live here.

Uh, Jim, this is Christine Hong. Chris,
this is Jim, my roommate.

I thought you said you lived alone.

No, I said we'd be alone.

He was supposed to be working tonight.

You know, maybe we should just call it a
night.

Things are getting way too complicated
here.

Come on, Chris.

Let me explain.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Great.

Thanks a lot, Jim.

I'm just not used to knocking at my own
front door.

I'm sorry I have to snap.

It doesn't matter. This whole night was
a disaster anyway.

I couldn't stop thinking about Susan
Frazier.

Yeah. Murder victims tend to get the
best of us.

You gotta learn to separate yourself.

Oh, yeah, right. Just check my humanity
at the door.

Whatever it takes to stay present.

What if the killer had still been at the
scene?

If your emotions are in the way, you're
useless.

Potentially dangerous.

Now, if you're gonna hang with cops, you
gotta learn to do the right thing.

Because your life and the lives of many
others are going to depend on it.

Detective Ellison, Don Haas, KPBE News.

What can you tell us about the murder
victim you found Tuesday night?

So much for the blackout.

My sources say it could be the work of a
serial killer.

Well, since your sources seem to have
all the answers, why don't you go ask

them? Detective Ellison, what about the
murder victim's 911 tape?

Are you going to be releasing them
anytime soon?

Don Haas, here reporting live from
outside the Cascade Police Building.

This is the 911 call made from Susan
Frazier's phone the night she was

Emergency 911.

There's a man here.

He's trying to get in. Please help me.
Help me.

And this is her answering the phone
message.

Hi, everybody. It's Susan. If I could
come to the phone, I would. But since I

can't, I won't. So please leave a
message. And if you don't, I won't call

back.

The 911 call is so distorted, it's
almost impossible to tell if it's the

voice. Play the 911 call one more time.

Emergency 911.

There's a man here.

He's trying to get in. Please help me.
Help me.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Here he comes.

He's trying to get in.

Those are two different voices.

How can you be so sure?

I can just tell. They are.

Hey, have you seen this?

I have every news wire in the world
wanting a statement.

We got a leak here somewhere, Jimmy. We
got to plug it.

Who else knows all the details besides
us?

Just Sandberg.

Well, could it be him? I mean, he is new
at this. Maybe he doesn't understand

that... He understands fine.

Yeah, we'll just have a talk with him
just in case, all right?

All right, what do you guys got?

The 911 caller is our killer.

We'll have to run a voice print analysis
to verify that. With Susan Frazier

dead, it's our only possibility.

Must be the killer that we're looking
for is a woman.

She could be in an open cabin. You gonna
be okay with that?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine. Really.

Serial killers often like to stay
around, hang out, admire their work.

Sometimes even haunt you to catch them,
so stay alert. Detective Ellison?

My sources report that it was actually
the killer who placed the victims on one

call. Any comment?

Yeah, I'm late to church.

Can you verify that, sir?

Let your light shine forth, that thou
may glorify our Father who art in

For God has blessed thee forever, thy
throne.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they
shall dwell in the kingdom of God

forever.

Blessed are they who hunger for
righteousness, for they shall be filled

love from everlasting.

Amen.

I invite you to approach our dear
departed so that she may make her final

journey in peace.

Roll the camera.

Get some footage of this.

Stay with it.

She escapes you at the church, you lose
her at the bridge, and she's what, a

high -heeled woman?

I didn't see anyone in the water, sir.

You know the stretch of that river
there.

The currents are deadly.

I didn't think she had a chance.

Yeah, well, Harbor Patrol dragged the
river all night long, and they did not

find a body. And until they do, this
case is still open.

Now, what's this I hear about Sandberg
tipping off the suspect at the church?

I'm the one who blew it, sir. It was my
responsibility.

Look. I know the kid helps you with this
fentanyl thing, but he is not one of

us.

Maybe it's time you should think about
cutting him loose.

No, sir.

I have to disagree with that call.

Blair understands what I'm going
through.

You really trust this kid?

Yes, sir. I do.

Look, I've had to call in some help on
this case.

Simon, I can handle this case.

What you and I know about serial killers
wouldn't fill a coffee cup. Now, we

need some expert advice.

Sir, if you would just give me a couple
of days.

That's all I ask for. I know we can
crack this case.

Jim, for once in your life, will you
leave your pride at the desk?

If this woman is out there, she's
dangerous.

This is a wash.

Dr. Bates.

I'd like you to meet Detective Jim
Ellison. Jim, this is Dr. Anthony Bates.

me, please.

I read your report.

Dr. Bates is with the FBI San Francisco
office. He's one of their top forensic

psychiatrists.

All I ask... I thought you worked with
him.

Your forensic investigation was thorough
enough, Detective, but I think we need

to focus more on the signature of the
killer.

You mean the yellow scarves?

Yeah, but that's just one of the
elements.

We really have to analyze the rest so
we'll be able to reconstruct the precise

psychological dynamics and infer a
profile of the suspect.

A kind of psychological composite
drawing so we know what we're dealing

here.

What I'm really interested in,
Detective, is the exact murder ritual.

Victim's drowned in a bathtub.

Personal items are missing.

And the yellow scarf is left behind.

As for the victims themselves, it
appears that... Well, she has no pattern

her selection.

Right now, I'd say it's random.

Detective, in cases like this, nothing
is random.

Did we really promise this Don Haas guy
a hot tip in return for this video?

Better he gets it from us on our terms
than from his source.

You know, the captain is pretty worried
about this leak.

Yeah? He thinks it might be you.

You don't believe that, do you?

All I'm saying is that I don't want you
to talk about this case to anybody.

This is because I screwed up at the
church the other day, right? Now you're

pissed off at me? I'm not pissed off.

Jim, I promise you nothing like that
will ever happen again.

What the hell?

Roll the camera.

Get the footage of this.

Lady!

Freeze it right there.

What? What is it?

Look at the hair.

Susan Frazier.

All right. The killer drives the
victim's car.

Has the same hairstyle.

Play the tape.

If we can only see her face.

Roll the camera.

Freeze it right there.

Now back it up a little bit.

Right there.

You see it?

What?

How many women do you know that have
Adam's apples?

You know, I think you're right.

Which means our she is a he.

Wait a minute.

So now we're looking for a guy who likes
to dress up as a woman?

I'm going to have to re -examine the
first two homicides.

If our killer is a transvectite...

Maybe somebody saw something.

I gotta get this tape over to Carolyn
for some frame blow -up.

Now, tomorrow, we're gonna pay a visit
to Adam Walker's old neighborhood.

Then we're gonna check into this Billy
Bryce here.

He used to play in a band at a place
called Club Doom.

You're going to Club Doom. You got a
problem with that? Well, the Doom's an

underground club, and you were, like,
clearly labeled cop.

I mean, I could go in there and ask a
few questions.

No, no way. Not without me. Jim, I can
blend in.

You can't. I said, no way. It's too
risky.

I'll prove it.

But from now on, be straight with me,
okay?

Absolutely.

So tell me, what are we doing at the
Doom ten minutes before they bolt the

I'm investigating a murder.

What? Do you remember my roommate?

He's a cop, and I'm sort of working with
him.

Is this about the dead body you saw?

Exactly.

I want to go inside and help him out and
try to find a clue about who the killer

is.

But you better promise me that you're
not going to tell anybody about this.

Scout's honor.

All right.

Let's go.

In the latest twist in Cascade's brutal
and mystifying female serial killer

case, confidential sources report that
the police are no longer looking for a

woman, but a transvestite. Can you
believe that?

Okay, I've got this whole thing figured
out.

Don't you knock.

Oh, right. Sorry, Simon. Um, you see,
the killer's deal is, is that he trades

identities with his victims.

I just had a talk with Billy Bright's
band over at Club Doom, and it turns out

that the night Billy was killed, he
bought some dope from a guy in a

That guy.

Adam Walker?

Right. Murder victim number one. Only
Walker had been dead for almost three

weeks.

Remarkable. I'm Tony Bates. Hey, how you
doing? I'm Blair Semmer. He's an

advisor to the department.

An advisor who doesn't do what he's told
to. I think you're right on the money

about this.

What?

Well, we may be dealing with a suspect
who has such a weak sense of self that

fixates on a person, killed them, and
then assumes their personality.

He kills Walker and assumes the identity
of a dope dealer in a wheelchair, and

then he kills Bright and assumes his
identity and then Susan Frazier.

Think of it as a process of psychic
ingestion. Right, right, right. Like

warriors used to eat the heart of their
enemies because they would believe that

it would enhance their prowess in war.
It's true.

What we may be facing here is a similar
psychological belief.

Only our killer is hardly a warrior.

I believe that he's an abject loner from
a broken home, a history of severe

neglect, possibly child abuse.

It's all theory. Nothing but theory. I
need some suspects.

Thanks.

We have ourselves another prowler.

This time at the Maritime Museum.

It's a female.

Do you fit the description of our
killer?

Are you okay, ma 'am?

Thank God you're here.

The museum's closed. I was locking up
and I thought that's fate.

Leering at me through the window.

It was a woman's face.

Ma 'am, could you make your way to the
front door, please?

Detective Ellison, any statement on that
transvestite that you apprehended last

night?

Come on, you guys.

What about our deal?

You owe me a hot tip, remember?

Okay. Since you seem to know more about
this investigation than we do, I got a

tip for you.

You're under suspicion for three
murders. How do you feel about that?

Funny. Very funny.

Wayne Underwood, career junkie.

He's been up a dozen times or so for
using.

Claims he was paid to stalk that museum
worker by some plain -looking lady.

Well, that was our killer, and he's
obviously taunting you.

So there's no chance that this guy is
our killer?

None. Underwood was in a detox tank the
night Susan Frazier died.

Take a look at these, Simon.

Forensics pulled them from Susan
Frazier's Jaguar.

We've got a match. Yeah, severe head
case.

escaped a California mental institution
three months ago. His name's David Lash.

Three months?

Well, that's the same time Adam Walker
was killed.

I've subpoenaed the patient's files from
Watsonville.

Oh, good. This may finally be the break
that we've been looking for.

Nice work, Detective.

You too, Blair.

Very impressive field work.

Thanks.

Beaker one.

Water taken from Susan Frazier's
stomach. 0 .5 % salinity.

Beaker two.

Tap water from her apartment, 0 .3%.
They're not from the same source.

Susan Frazier was drowned somewhere else
and dumped in her bathtub.

Right.

Any other victims? Water in all their
stomachs, 0 .5%. It's a match.

Kills them all in the same place.

Trichloroethanol. It's a chloral
hydrate. The medical examiner found

milligrams per liter in all three
victims' blood.

So they're unconscious when he drowns
them.

He uses just enough to subdue them. Then
he moves them to the kill site.

The drug is short -acting. The death,
long -suffering.

I'm going to need more on this water.

This guy's killing people, and it's a
game to him.

I figure if I can figure out the game,
I'll know what his next move is.

Dr.

Biggs, just got a call.

The last situation file is just coming
through on the motor. Great. Maybe we'll

get there ahead of time. Maybe. I'll
meet you in the captain's office.

Okay. Excuse me.

Patient exhibits symptoms of multiple
dissociative disorders. Primary identity

is passive, extremely isolated,
depressed.

Alternate identities, however, are
controlling and aggressive, often

from people in this proximity, occurring
in sudden shifts over periods of short

duration.

I don't know, Jim.

Bates was right on with Lash's
diagnosis. It's all right here in his

The hell is this?

The diagnosis is fine, Dr. Bates.

Bates was Lash's psychiatrist?

He's treating the son of a bitch.

Well, why wouldn't he let us know that?

Our Dr.

Bates is David Lyle.

Christ. If you can't debate, we have a
bill of emergency. See you all at the

end. Bye.

Cascades' notorious serial killer has
claimed a fourth victim.

FBI forensic psychiatrist, Dr. Anthony
Bates.

Dr. Bates, an expert on serial killers,
was in town to assist the lead

investigator in the case, Detective
James Ellison.

Incredibly, while Dr.

Bates lay decomposing in a bathtub for
three days, the killer was actually

masquerading as the expert, conferring
with the very officers who were

supposedly pursuing him.

Makes you wonder who's minding the
store.

Don Haas, KCDE News Live.

He was taunting us.

Sitting right there, daring us to catch
him the whole time.

Giving timelines.

Hang on a second.

We only just established FaceTime in the
bathtub.

And we're the only ones who know?

Lance was feeding the information to
Haas himself.

Here's your leak.

What can you tell us about your son, Mr.
Lash?

Hey, Davey was a strange little egg,
I'll tell you.

Me and the mama, we could never connect
with him, you know?

She'd go to hold him, he'd cry every
time.

I figured maybe he needs a pal or
something, so I bagged us this little

from a lake by where we was living.

It was cute.

We called it Homer.

Davey choked it to death.

Kept it in his room for days.

Davey's little brother, Jimmy.

It was something else.

My mama used to say the sun shined in
that kid's eyes.

You said Jimmy.

Where is he now?

He's dead.

On his fifth birthday.

I saw him in his bed.

The doc says it just happens sometimes.

I says God took the wrong boy.

The damnedest thing after that, Davey.

He starts pretending he's Jimmy.

Does the color yellow mean anything to
you?

Yeah, my wife's favorite color.

Everything in the damn house was yellow.

Where is your wife? Can we speak to her?

She started drinking heavy after Jimmy
died.

She says everything is my fault.

We got divorced.

I ain't seen her since.

So who got custody?

Judge made her take him.

How'd she treat him?

She locked him in his room for days.

When she was going out, you know, with
her friends.

What do you mean, men?

Yeah, whatever.

He'd cry and cry, you know.

He'd start smearing filth on himself.

His mama punished him so fierce.

She'd give him a hot bath, scrubbing him
and scrubbing him like she could clean

him on the inside.

And you knew about this?

The boy was a devil. I was hoping she
would kill him.

Now, Banks was thinking that the leak
was coming from inside the department.

And then Jim figured out that it was
actually the killer who was feeding this

information to this hot guy.

Crazy.

Now, for a while there, actually, I
thought the leak, well, that it might

been you.

Hey, you want to catch a movie? I heard
they got this Italian neo -realist

retrospective over at the Cinehart. Some
other time.

Taxi! Chris.

Chris, what's wrong?

I can't believe you thought it was me.

I didn't really think it was you. It's
just that we've had so much pressure.

I was there for you.

And you never trusted me. And you know
what, Claire?

It really hurts.

I know. Come on, Chris. Can't we talk
about this?

Can I call you later?

Maybe I'll call you.

Just relax.

I'm...queen.

Blair!

Jim, it's not your fault.

I let that creep flip through my fingers
too many times, Carolyn.

What about the water? Did you come up
with anything about the water?

We found some contamination.

It could be waste.

Like from a sewer?

Maybe. I can't say for sure yet.

What about Susan Fraser's clothes?
Anything?

Nothing.

I'm going to head over to her house.
Maybe there's something we missed. I'll

call you later.

It's down.

What, a feather?

Down.

Carolyn, give me that water and the
beaker.

Just get it.

Where are you going with this, Jim?
Break the seal. I can't, Jim. Oxygen

contaminate the sample. It'll be useless
as evidence. Sandberg's life is at

stake. What could you possibly do with
this water? Would you just break the

seal? Now, come on, Simon, please.

Break the seal.

I'll be responsible.

You're right about weight.

It smells like bird waste. Bird waste?

Or duck waste.

Down. You got a downed feather, right?

He's drowning his victims in a duck
pond.

Oh, no, that's a reach, Jim.

Simon's right. We can't assume anything
just because you smell it.

Unless you have any other suggestions,
this is all we've got.

Careful of the step, man.

That's for party crashers.

Okay, it's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

I like you and me.

My friends.

I only have four of them now, but
there'll be more.

You know, friends are, like, really easy
to make, dude.

There's, uh, Adam Walker.

He was really easy.

He didn't struggle at all.

But I guess it's because he was really
stoned.

And then there's Billy Wright.

Right. He was not.

But I overlooked that because, man,

couldn't get talent.

Oh.

And there was...

She had really good taste in cars, but
that hair, those clothes, I mean,

what was the girl thinking?

You know, I think my finest hour

was getting up into your partner's face.

Harry Blair and the beautiful

China doll.

Duck ponds, duck ponds.

Here, Hillsboro Park.

No, no, that's no good. It's all gated.
There's no public access.

Grandview Zoo. 24 -hour security.

It's got to be isolated where he can
kill unobserved.

And here's the last one, Alfred's Pond.

Down by the waterfront.

Right in the middle of old warehouses
and abandoned buildings. She's got to be

there somewhere.

Well, wait a minute. Shouldn't we check
nearby town as well?

No, there's no time. Simon, we've got to
take the shot right now.

Yeah, this is going to really be fun.

You have a wicked sense of humor.

You know, kind of hip.

With a touch of the nerd.

Quite a piece of work.

Oscar, this is Zebra One. We're in
Albert's pod.

We just completed a sweep the entire
area.

No sign of either of our targets.

Looks like there's nothing here but
ducks, man. What's your location?

Zebra One?

Roger.

Mincing sweep.

Advise on location.

Out.

I can't hear you. I don't understand.

I need to hear your voice more anyway.

I'll kill you, you engine!

Help! Help me!

Just relax.

We're going to go and see the ducks, and
then you're going to have a nice...

You're going to have a nice bath.

Are you ready to die?

Progress report, man.

How am I doing?

Do I make a good you?

You suck.

You think you can be me?

When's my birthday?

Huh?

What was the name of my first
girlfriend?

How old was I when I broke my arm
falling out of Mrs. Dan Bush's tree,

Come on, you freak, answer me!

You think you know who I am?

I know more about you.

Poor little Homer.

No.

Your pet duck?

Why'd you kill him?

Why'd you kill your brother?

You are ruining this. Why'd you rub
Phil's... Shut up!

Why'd you make Mommy punish you?

You know, if you had just been a good
little boy, if you'd just been a good

little Davey, good little Davey, Mama
wouldn't have had to have scrubbed you

all those hot baths.

Oi!

11th Hour Rescue, Detective Ellison
saved the life of a police observer by

gunning the killer down moments before
he would have struck again.

And so Cascade will sleep easy tonight
because of you, Detective.

Well,

I'd say you're guaranteed good press for
the rest of your career.

Just putting a good word for me is my
best side.

Hey, Jim.

Last night when you said I did
everything right, did you mean that?

Yeah. You kept your head, even though
you thought you were going to die.

You know, the Chinese believe that when
you save a man's life, you become his

blessed protector.

And it's your duty to do that for the
rest of your life.

Really?

Well, here's today's rescue.

Call Christine.

Beg, crawl, whatever you got to do.

I'm pretty good at that, huh? Don't ever
lie to her.

Remember, trust, commit.

Speaking of commitment, I've been
thinking about getting a Cassidy PD

tattooed right on my chest.

Above the nipple ring?

How'd you know about that?

Let me tell you something.

You get a tattoo and you're blessed with
a protector who's going to kick your

ass down to the lobby.

Oh, there you go, guy.

Come on, you really think I put
something on my body that I couldn't

was just kidding.

Although, an earring would be nice. You
know, something tasteful. Maybe a small

silver badge.

Ha ha ha!