All language subtitles for The.Prophets.Game.2000.2160p.BluRay.x264.8bit.SDR.DTS-HD.MA.5.1-SWTYBLZ

God, why are you punishing me?

"With red on
his head, he uses a gun.

With green on his
chest, he uses a sword."

Who is it?

Joey, we're not supposed to
be playing the prophet's game.

Adele!

What?

"With red on his head, he uses a gun

with green on his
chest, he uses a sword."

What's the answer?

I don't want to get in trouble.

Come on, he's not here.

Elizabeth Taylor.

No, dummy.

It's a man.

Oh.

John Wayne?

No, errol Flynn.

Remember "Robin hood"?

"Custer"?

Red player, you've missed
too many questions.

You're out of the game.

Don't be a baby, Adele.

You can still be the blue
player, and the green player.

I don't like this game.

It's too hard.

No, it's not.

Now come on, keep playing.

Joseph Matthew highsmith,

what did I tell you about that game?

I told you to throw that
thing away, didn't 1?

Didn't 1?

Yes, sir.

What's it doing out?

I just-

- you thought you was gonna
get away with something.

Didn't you?

Didn't you? - No, sir.

Don't sit there and lie to me, boy.

I'll skin you alive.

Stop it, or I'll give you
something to cry about, missy.

Give me that game.

Give it to me!

Boy, when I tell you to do something,

you better damn well do it!

Do you hear me?

You think nobody's watching you?

God is watching you!

He's judging you for your sins,

for this,

what the hell is this?

What is it?

Idolatry, sir.

"Thou shalt have no
other god before me."

And this thing, it's evil.

Nothing but evil will ever come of it.

This is it.

It's over.

No more!

No, stop it!

You're killing them!

I hate you!

Why, you little...

Make him stop, mommy, make him stop!

Joseph, he's been hurt!

Please just let me go and look at him!

Do not coddle that boy, Rose.

You're gonna lead him on
a path straight to hell!

No!

He's a good boy, Joseph!

It is your boy, Rose, your boy.

He's a goddamned monster,
and everyone knows it.

And everyone knows what
he did to that dog.

No!

No, he didn't do that.

He killed him, Rose.

He killed him.

He cut him into pieces,

and stuck his head on the fence post.

Your boy.

Your boy, Rose.

No, it's not true!

What the hell is
he gonna cut up next, huh?

I just wonder what
he's gonna cut up next.

I'm gonna get you!

You better hurry.

Hurry, hurry!

You better hurry.

You better hurry, uh oh.

Where did she go?

Uh oh, where is she, now?

Oh, oh, oh, I got you!

I got you, I got you.

Just a second, honey.

What's the matter?

Oh, Vincent.

Oh, my god.

Do grandpa a favor.

Pick up all your toys before
daddy gets here, all right?

Okay.

I'm gonna see grandma.

The world premier

of Luna Wells' "desert wind".

You should see the flowers he sent me.

They're gorgeous.

Yeah.

He sends me something every day.

Yeah.

I want this guy to
produce all my records.

There's somebody at the gate.

I'll call you back, okay?

Bye bye.

Who is it?

Messenger.

I have a package for Luna Wells?

Hello?

The game has begun.

Who is this?

The time may have
dulled your mind, detective,

but surely you remember me.

Did you get my postcard?

Look, I don't know what kind of joke

you're trying to pull here-

= you don't believe?

I una Wells does.

You may went to send
someone to fetch her.

She's ruining the carpet.

Who the hell is this?

You'll have to
find me for the answer.

You know where to begin.

I'll have them leave
the light on for you.

Los Angeles.

I need the number of
the police department.

I'm standing at the front yard

of the murder victim's home.

The LAPD has not yet
commented on the situation,

but one thing is for sure,

Luna Wells' murder
could not have happened

a recent report alleged corruption

and incompetence within the department,

and resulted in the removal of
police chief Michael devein,

and several other top ranking personnel.

This has been a very tragic evening.

This is Carol stone, kady.

Back to you, frank.

Thank you, Carol.

Yeah, we're watching the news now.

He left us your number.

My number?

It was on her arm in blood.

Oh, no.

Why would he do that?

I don't know why he
would leave my number.

We had a series of these murders

a few years ago, but,

we got the guy.

The number
belongs to a guy in Seattle.

He's a retired detective.

What's the connection?

He was the guy that brought down

that serial killer a
couple of years ago.

Little Jack?

Yeah, he seems to think
we've got a copycat.

He thinks?

You know the story, chief.

We don't exactly have

all of Luna Wells down in the morgue.

I don't want anyone to
find out about it, either.

Not until we're ready.

I understand.

I don't want to be judged on
how you handle this, Walter.

This isn't gonna turn into

some feeding frenzy for the press.

I want this handled quickly and quietly.

Yes, sir, we're on top of it.

I've got the lab analyzing
trace evidence from the scene,

and we're checking to verify
if she filed any reports

having to do with crazed
fans or ex-boyfriends.

You're not gonna let me down, Walter.

I'm the only reason you're still here.

Chief.

Yeah, what is it?

Captain, these just
came in from Seattle.

It gets worse.

It's not him.

Alan, why are we not
registered at Robinson's?

Did I or did I not give you a list

of things to do two weeks
ago, and asked you to do it?

Yes, but now just listen,

just protract the facts, all right?

I was gonna go down there
and register with them,

but Renee said I could register online.

Uh-huh.

What did you do with that information?

Nothing.

Look, you don't want to get married?

Fine.

Barb, I'm doing it.

You don't wanna
get married, fine with me.

Barb, I'm doing it, I'm doing it.

Barb, now, honey,
come here, sweetheart.

It's all right.

Just calm your little self down.

Have a seat here.

I say uncle lew's gonna
take real good care of you.

What do you want?

Oh, nothing, nothing, you just relax.

Barb, barbstress.

Ll una Wells.

I know nothing.

Come on, Barb, come on.

Did you see her?

What did he do to her, huh?

I'm not telling.

Come on!

Barb, come on.

I can't.

Do you promise not to
tell a single soul?

Yes!

Oh, Lewis, you are such a liar.

I love it when you do that.

He cut off her foot.

Oh!

But you did not hear that.

That has not been released
to the press, Lewis!

Alan?

What?

I don't hear you typing.

Just hang on.

I've got to check my email.

See if I got my next clue
for "the prophet's game."

By the way, Lewis, you owe me 20 bucks.

You missed six questions,
and you're out of the game.

We are so headed for a divorce.

Wait a minute.

Wait a cotton-picking minute.

What did you do, make a bet
with the other players, too?

You're not getting 20 bucks from me.

You're the prophet, that's why you keep

getting all the answers right.

Yeah, the loser's always
suspicious, isn't he?

I did not get them all right.

I missed just this last one,

so did green, we were tied.

You, on the other hand, are
out, and you owe me 20 bones.

I'm not paying you 20 bones.

I'm not paying.

It was not an official bet.

I didn't even want to
play in the first place.

I don't even know anything
about famous dead people,

which I clearly stated
when we started this.

Besides, I know this is a scam.

Oh, yeah!

Yeah, it's you and Lyle, isn't it?

No, I'm telling you, I
don't know who the prophet is.

Well, it's obviously
somebody here on campus.

I mean, you're posting all
the answers on the board.

Why don't you just email them back?

Yeah, Alan, why don't we
just email them back, huh?

Because that's what the rules said.

I don't know.

You don't know?

Why don't I just go
find Lyle, and ask him?

Huh, huh?

Have a little conversation
with your scam buddy?

Yeah.

Lewis, it is just a game.

Will you relax?

The words of a guilty man, Barb.

I want my 20 bones.

Shut up, Alan.

I want my 20 bones.

Shut up, Alan.

Aw, come on.

And now our host, Brent Moore.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,

this is Brent Moore.

We have got a great show
for you this evening.

Ms. Carol Collins is here,

and lidel Jones, the
king of country himself,

so stay right where you are-

- owww!

Alan!

Alan?

Alan!

Come on, this is not funny!

Alan?

Oh, shit, that's great.

Son of a bitch.

Alan.

Alan, come out.

Alan!

Oh, man!

Damn it.

Yahhh!

Hey, Renee.

What are you doing?

Hey.

Where's Lewis?

He's not here?

No.

Do you know where he is?

I don't know.

You live with him, don't you?

I stayed at Barb's last night.

Look, I lent him my overhead sheets

for professor hartwig's class,

and he swore to me that he
would have them back today.

If you see him, tell him
he is in deep shit with me.

Lewis, you are in big trouble.

You are such-

I ewis?

Somebody shut the power off.

So he comes down these stairs, and

I don't know, tripped
over the coffee table,

and hit his head?

No.

No, this place was a mess.

Somebody would have called us by now

if he was in the
hospital, wouldn't they?

Have you checked your machine?

Hi, honey, it's mom.

Will you please come
over early on Sunday?

Your father thinks he's gonna set up

Nathan's swing set all by himself.

See you then.

Bye, hon.

Hi, bro, it's Dillon.

Hey, Rhonda says not to
buy Nathan any army toys

for his birthday.

Duh.

Why don't you just pick him
up some lipstick, or a dress?

I'll see you Sunday.

All right.

Don't panic.

Just relax.

Drink your beer.

Somebody will call.

What?

What is it?

It's my clue for the prophet"s game.

I et me see.

"1 am the creator.

I call the warriors together.

I know the secrets in the water.

Are you afraid to die?

Or will you come again with the king?"

I don't know.

How does this guy know where I live?

I don't know.

Hello?

Detective swan?

Who's calling?

Chief of police, Robert bowman.

I'm returning your call.

I didn't call you.

Apparently somebody
thinks you should have.

Listen, I don't know what you have

on your schedule for tomorrow,

but I'd like you come to the
station, if you don't mind.

What did you do with the postcard?

I threw it away.

It didn't mean anything to me.

You know, until I got the phone call.

Did he ask you to come?

Is that why you're here?

We didn't ask you here to pry

into your personal affairs, detective,

but I assume that's why he
left your number behind.

Obviously, he's trying to
get us to make a connection

with the little Jack murders.

Yeah, he's trying,

but we got that guy.

No, you got a guy.

It's not like he made it to trial.

You said you were the only
person there that day,

yet you claim that you
don't remember anything.

Is that right?

Yeah, yeah.

You don't recall anything?

No, not really.

I mean, just bits and pieces.

Not much.

I took a pretty good blow to the head.

You're lucky to still be here.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm willing to go

with the fact that we're probably

dealing with a copy cat here,
but I'm curious, though,

how did this Johnny-come-lately
find out about the game?

It was a front page story.

They had it all in print.

Except the clues.

They were never really published.

Listen,

I think he left that
message for me to call you.

Now, that tells me he wants you here,

and he knows where you are.

I'm certain he'll try to contact you,

so, I'd like to run a tap on your phone.

I'd also like to bring
you into the station.

Strictly a desk job for now.

What do you think?

I think I'm retired.

Well, sleep on it

and I'll call you tomorrow.

Thank you.

Bob, you can't be serious.

Jesus Christ, you know what
this guy did in Seattle.

So does he.

He doesn't have amnesia,
that's a line of shit.

This guy is dangerous,
I don't want him here.

That's exactly why I do,

and I want you to keep an eye on him.

Get him a babysitter.

Well, who the hell am I
supposed to get to do that?

Find someone.

What about that gal they
just shifted over from vice?

Frances.

Yeah, I could do that.

I want you to make
sure she keeps him busy.

I don't want a vigilante on my street.

Hello?

How did it go at the station?

Did they ask for your help,

or do they know about your mistake?

I didn't make a mistake.

You made a ghost

and I'm more powerful
than I've ever been.

I see everything now.

You will believe.

You're so much smarter than they are.

Use them to find me.

I want you to.

I'm looking forward to seeing you again.

Why don't you come and see me?

That's not how
the game is played.

You will have to wait your turn.

The first game started
about 10 years ago,

on a bulletin board at a junior
college in Cincinnati, Ohio.

From there it moved to Chicago,
Las Vegas, and then Seattle.

In the beginning the
police didn't realize

that their local celebrity
murders were connected

to their missing persons list.

Not even after they found the
first contestant grave site.

Why?

Well, there were no
similarities between them.

All the celebrities had a consistent mo.

Severe beatings, and
excessive stab wounds.

All the victims were killed on the spot,

and no attempts were made
to conceal the crime scene.

Each of the victims was dismembered,

and those particular body parts,

well, they left the crime
scehe with the killer.

Like Luna Wells.

Yeah, but the
contestants were different.

He kidnapped them.

He kept them alive for a while.

Apparently he wanted to form
some kind of a bond with them.

But he did eventually kill them,

and this is where they ended up.

Right here.

When he started to surface,
the police realized

that both sets of
murders were connected.

But by that time

Cincinnati had dubbed their
celebrity killer little Jack.

Little Jack the ripper.

The FBI issued a generic profile.

White male, between 25 and 35.

Excuse me, captain?

Yeah?

That's not the guy
we're looking for, right?

This is a copycat, isn't it?

What's his profile?

I wouldn't be surprised
if it was the same.

Captain, what about the game?

Will it be the same as the others?

Do we even know if there is one?

If he's really mimicking
little Jack, yeah,

probably it will be the same.

This is how it will go.

There will be five contestants.

Each contestant will have a symbol.

They'll have a number or a color.

More than likely it'll
start on a college campus,

somewhere out in the open,
because he needs to see

who his contestants are.

He also needs to be able to follow them.

The more he knows about them,

the more he can control them later.

Needless to say, we need to find them.

We need to do it quickly,
quietly, and no press.

You think he's already started

eliminating the contestants?

I think it's possible,
more probable every day

that he's out there.

This gentleman in the back

is retired Seattle
detective, Vincent swan.

He worked the real McCoy.

Hi

Chief Bowen has asked him to
stay on, so he'll be in here

with Frances to answer any
questions you might have

about this investigation, okay?

That's it, folks.

Hi

I'm Vincent swan.

Frances aldobrandi.

Nice to meet you, Frances.

Please, don't call me Frances, please.

It's "aldobrandi.™

okay.

Aldobrandi?

Do you think you could help
me over here for a second?

In 2A minute.

Can't smoke in here.

This is I a.

Hey, mother superior,

print me out a missing
persons report, would you?

Have you got a lead?

Nah.

Captain thinks we might luck
out interviewing the families.

You never know, one of them might

have been playing the game.

Right.

How's it going there, chief?

You know how to run that thing?

Al, show him how to do it.

I'm busy right now!

Come on, give him a break.

All right, I'm out of here.

Got my cell phone if you need me.

So, what do you want
to know how to do?

Well, I was trying to pull up

Luna Wells' forensic report.

You don't have access to that.

How about the missing
persons report, then?

You don't have access to that, either.

What do I have access to?

Solitaire.

Oh, what's that?

Card game.

I don't think I was put here for this.

I think I should be doing
something important.

Frances, this is important.

Trust me on this, please.

But what can he do?

He can't have access to anything.

Look, I told you I was
gonna take care of you,

and you are gonna take on
more of an active role.

But right now, I need
you in there with him.

I need to know what he's thinking,

I need to know what
his state of mind is.

Please.

"Oh, how art thou fallen

from heaven, o Lucifer.”

He was clever, don't you think,

for a monster?

What?

Little Jack.

I'm just reading some of his clues.

They thought the answers were
all dead celebrities, right?

That's how he tripped them up.

When he switched to live ones,

they were still looking
in the history books.

Yeah.

You think they'd have
caught on eventually.

Oh, they did.

But he had them so scared,

they'd do anything he wanted them to.

The only reason they found three bodies

instead of five in the Seattle grave

is because some kids found it,

called it in.

Just luck.

I noticed a swan on the list.

No relation, is it?

She was my daughter.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't know.

They didn't tell me.

It's all right.

I'm gonna go outside for awhile

and chomp on a cigar.

Frances, you busy?

I need to see you for a second.

Sure, shall I bring my notes?

No, no, I need you to run to Manny's

and grab some sandwiches,
we're starving in there.

You don't mind, do you?

No.

It's babysit.

Babysit.

Hyphen.

Which file?

Missing persons report?

8.

Your daughter's name was on

our missing persons report.

Was there any trouble?

There wasn't any foul play

in her disappearance, detective.

She was trying to get
away from her ex-husband.

He filed a report,

but I've spoken to her
on the phone since then.

Thank you.

Hello?

Congratulations, blue player.

You have reached phase two of the game.

What?

Who is this?

Do you have your answer?

I ewis?

Lewis, is this you?

What is your
answer, blue player?

Who is this?

Listen, kid, I don't know
how you got my number,

but don't call me at home, okay?

Give me your
answer, blue player.

I don't have one.

All right?

I'm sorry, I've got too
much going on right now.

I really don't have time for this.

Just tell your dad, or whatever

that blue is out of the game, okay?

Thanks.

He didn't give me an answer.

You know what that means.

No!

No, please don't!

No!

You think they enjoyed it?

Oh, they loved it, Simon.

Didn't you hear the response?

I'm delighted.

I'm delighted, too, because, you know

I have a book signing on Friday,

and the Brent Moore show on Tuesday,

and I am a bit worried.

Do you think the American public

realizing that I'm nothing more
than a dullwitted englishman

with a very large garden
will affect my book sales?

Wear black, darling.

They will never know the difference.

Here's my husband now.

Good night, Simon.

Thank you so much for speaking tonight.

It was a wonderful time.

My pleasure.

Good night, Kathryn.

Good night.

Bloody hell!

Oh, this is rather embarrassing.

You wouldn't happen to know anything

about changing a tire, would you?

There must be some trick to it.

Oh, no.

Yeah, it's swan here.

Drive to the cultural
center in thousand oaks.

You'll find a car with a flat tire.

It belongs to the
author, Simon Davenport.

If you look closely,
you will find Simon,

although I doubt you will recognize him.

Why is that?

Are you stalling me, detective?

How long does it take to
trace a call these days?

What are you doing here?

Listen, swan,

I want to talk to you
about what happened today.

I don't want you to think-

- do you know your way to thousand oaks?

Yeah.

Okay.

We're going, and you're driving.

Jesus fucking Christ.

It's like a fucking Wes
craven movie over there.

Yeah, tell me about it.

He took his head.

Can you believe that?

I know it.

Where's swan?

Over there, looking at Davenport.

Get him out of there.

Why did you bring him here?

I didn't him here, sir.

He brought me.

Captain, what are we
gonna tell the press?

We're not.

What?

Look, take his car

and park it some place where
it can sit for a few days.

Let somebody on patrol find it.

Take his watch, his wallet, his rings,

anything else that
can help identify him.

He's going in as a John Doe.

Oh, I wouldn't do that.

Come here.

I'm only gonna say this once.

You mind your own fucking business,

and don't you ever second-guess me

in front of my team again, you got it?

Well, I was just gonna say-

- no, I'm saying that if
the press gets hold of this,

they are gonna have a field day with it.

Every goddamn psychopath within 50 miles

is gonna be taking
potshots at celebrities,

and this town will be shut down.

You understand?

Look, you got people here.

What's gonna keep that paramedic

from telling his wife, and
who's his wife gonna tell?

I wouldn't do this, Walter.

When internal affairs hears

about this kind of thing, you know what-

- are you threatening me?

This guy is famous.

He's gonna be missed.

I'll handle it.

You keep your mouth shut, all right?

Somebody get this blood cleaned up.

Nothing happened here.

You ready to go?

Frances, get him out of here.

Yes, sir!

Quit calling me Frances.

He can't do this.

This is illegal.

He knows it.

Are you backing him in this?

He's just trying to buy a little time.

He's just,

you know,

even good people make
terrible mistakes sometimes.

Is that what he says to you?

That I made a mistake?

No, I was just-

- I know what your job is.

You think you got to play
the game to get ahead, right?

Let's just go.

No, I'll catch a cab.

Look, I don't know what
you think is going on here,

but I'm not your confidante, okay?

You have something to
get off your chest?

Go tell a priest.

'Cause I have no intention
of risking my job for you.

Stop, stop.

Hello?

Blue player,

you have forfeited your answer

for this round of the game.

It will be marked against you.

Who is this?

From now on, you
will play by the rules.

You have to finish the game.

No, no, I'm out.

Okay?

Alan, play the game.

I ewis?

Just play the fucking game.

Lewis, where are you?

I'm calling the police.

No!

Don't call the police, Alan.

Please, he'll kill me.

Just play the game.

Lewis, where are you?

I'm calling the police right now.

He's with me.

We are watching you, Alan.

I see you in the living room,

I see you in the bagel shop
every day on your way to work.

I stood next to you Sunday
mornings at the gym.

I know everything about you, Alan.

Everywhere you go, everyone you talk to.

I will know if you tell,

and I will kill Lewis if you do.

Do you understand?

Yes.

There's nothing.

It's a bad address.

It's got to be a screen
for something else.

Honey, you have to go to the police.

Barb, I can't.

He's gonna kill him

if he finds out I've said anything.

I'm just gonna have to keep playing

until I figure out what to do.

What is there to figure out?

Barb, will you just
let me think, please?

Game, oh.

Alan?

Can I tell you a secret?

Simon Davenport won't
be speaking on Friday.

He's dead.

They brought him in last night.

Why is that a secret?

Because he was logged
in as a John Doe.

Why?

I don't know.

He was decapitated, but
the police knew it was him.

Jody told me.

They didn't even put him in the freezer.

They put him in a hot box
with some sand and dirt,

so that he'd decompose in his clothes.

What for?

I don't know.

I couldn't ask any questions.

If they found out

that Jody told me anything,
they'd let us both go.

But there's something
going on down there.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Okay, okay.

Listen,

"1 am the creator.

I call the warriors together.

I know the secrets in the water.

Are you afraid to die?

Or will you come again with the king?"

Now, look at these books that he wrote.

Match them up.

"I call the warriors together.”

"Gathering of the tribes."

"I know the secrets in the water.”

"Dredge the lake."

"Are you afraid to die?"

"Fear of death.”

"Or will you come
again with the king?"

"The king shall rise.”

Simon Davenport is the answer.

He was not dead when I got this.

And listen,

this is the clue that I got before it.

"A lady in scarves
comes not from the east,

too fair of face on their sands.

She is the moon by which
the moth navigates.

Yet, cast your eyes down.

She ends in deep waters."

I don't know.

Barb, "a lady in scarves
comes not from the east"?

Who's got a cd out right now?

She wears veils in all of her posters.

Ll una Wells.

This is the guy that killed her, Barb.

That's why it's called
"the prophet's game."

He's predicting his next murder.

Get it?

He's telling us.

He's telling the players.

He's giving us a chance to save them.

We're calling the police.

No, no, no, no.

That's why he took Lewis.

So I'll be quiet,

and I'll keep playing.

What is the point?

It's winning.

Maybe if I can win, I will get him back.

What if you don't win?

What then?

Is he gonna come after you, too?

He knows where you live, Alan.

You have to tell the police.

I will, I will, 1 will, okay?

Just not yet.

Let me play it out for a while.

I've only missed two,

I'm in better shape than
most of the other players.

How do you know?

Do you know who any of
the other players are?

They're all here on campus, right?

What if one of them
knows who the prophet is?

So just relax.

Everything's gonna be okay.

All right?

Okay.

All right, I'll see you.

He resides in Seattle.

Your story begins there.

Okay, Vincent swan.

Like the bird, right?

That is correct.

I'm sorry,
I didn't get your name.

Hello?

Mrs. Garcia?

Before Jeff disappeared, did he mention

a game to you that he was playing?

What kind of game?

A trivia game,

something that he would
have picked up somewhere.

You mentioned that he was a student

at Sierra vista university?

Yes, I don't remember.

Once, he showed me a little poem

on an orange piece of paper,

but it didn't rhyme or anything.

I just thought it was for
one of his poetry classes.

Do you still have that?

No.

But you think that he
got it at the school?

Yeah, I think so.

Thank you, you're very
helpful, Mrs. Garcia.

Thank you.

So, Jeff Garcia's wife

said that he was playing
something on campus

when he disappeared.

This could be it.

What were you doing
talking to Garcia's wife?

Where did you get the
missing persons list?

Off the computer.

Not yours.

Who gave you their password?

I figured it out.

What does it matter?

This could be a contestant.

No, you wouldn't have
found this if it was.

Little Jack would have pulled it down

before anyone had a chance to see it.

This isn't little Jack.

Bullshit.

You know it is.

You wouldn't be here if it wasn't.

You came looking for
the right guy this time.

I got the right guy.

You don't have a
fucking clue who you got.

And you had no business being
up there in the first place.

It wasn't your case.

They pulled you off
it, because they knew

they couldn't trust
you with the suspect.

That's not true.

Then why did he end up dead?

Don't sit there and tell
me that you don't remember,

because I know that you do.

Are you calling me a liar?

You were a cop, swan.

Your job was to uphold the law,

not take it into your own hands.

You fucked that up.

You raced up to that grave site

before anyone else had
a chance to get there.

When you found your daughter
was in it, you lost it,

you went out and grabbed the
first person you could find,

and you beat him to death.

That's bullshit.

That son of a bitch murdered my daughter

and they knew she was dead
before I ever found her.

That's why they took me off the case

and that is the only reason.

Any department would have done the same.

So don't you sit there

like you've got something over my head.

Damn it, I almost ate it that day.

What do you want from me, a medal?

I thought they gave you one of those

before they booted your ass out.

I retired.

Your retired.

Why is that?

Did your friends threaten
to stop lying for you?

Did they set that fire
to cover your ass,

or did you do it when you found out

you killed the wrong man?

Which one was it?

I didn't set the fire.

How would you know?

You don't remember.

Aldobrandi, get in here.

She didn't do anything.

I'll make sure she doesn't.

Now, your place in my department

is behind a desk, period.

You are not to be involved with anything

outside of that room,
do you understand me?

Is anyone gonna meet that kid?

That is not your business.

If I find you anywhere near that Marina,

I will personally shove your
ass on a plane back home.

You got it?

That's it.

Now get out.

Yes, sir?

Close the door, and sit down.

Frances, I think it's time
we get you more involved.

Lone white male, 58",

blue jacket, baseball cap.

Looks like he's waiting on someone.

All right, Frances, you're in.

You wouldn't happen to know where

"the prophet's game" is
moored, would you?

Simon Davenport isn't
missing, he's dead.

He's been dead for a week,

and the police have
known it the whole time.

That's not a contestant.

Get the son of a bitch.

Which player are you?

I'm blue.

Police!

Stop!

Goddamn it, swan!

Al, al.

Officer down!

Hey, watch it.

Damn it!

Sorry.

Damn!

Hello, blue player.

Do you have your answer?

Tell me your answer, blue player.

You have an answer, don't you?

I don't have it with me.

Do you forfeit?

No, no.

Ryan, Ryan Davidson.

Blue player, you are wrong.

You motherfucker.

What happened?

Nothing, I'm fine.

It was just stupid.

What is it?

No, no, no.

It's dumb.

What the hell are you doing here?

What the hell are you doing?

What was this?

You just lost that contestant.

That wasn't a contestant, goddamn it.

Since when does the LAPD

start running around
with their guns out?

Chasing innocent bystanders?

Huh?

What are you gonna do, to
shoot him for loitering?

We don't kill innocent people.

That's your job.

Look, it was the guy, all right?

He knew about Davenport.

Oh yeah,
I could give any paramedic $50

and find out about Davenport.

Get your ass out of here.

I want you out.

How long do you think you
will keep that a secret, Walter?

You say one word, one more
fucking word, and you're out.

Fuck you!

You son of a bitch,
you're off this case.

I don't wanna see you.

I don't want you
anywhere near my people!

Are you okay, al?

You think maybe you should
go see a doctor or something?

No, but maybe you should if
the captain finds you here.

Nah, he wasn't serious.

Don't bet on it.

Why?

Did he say something to you?

No.

God, what is it with you two?

You think you're
breaking new ground here,

going for each other's
throat all the time?

I can rent that stuff off
any shelf at the video store.

So just get over yourselves,

and quit trying to drag me into it.

I didn't bust my butt for 12 years

to make homicide so
I could end up a spy.

I'm a lousy spy.

Oh, I know.

You get great sandwiches, though.

Thanks.

That's why I was there
today, you know?

He thinks I'm a double agent.

He just wants to get my loyalty back.

And even if I can convince
him he never lost it,

he's never gonna trust me again.

Well, I can talk to him.

Oh, yeah!

You defending me.

He'll know we're in cahoots, then.

Hey, are we?

Come on.

I thought I told you to get out.

What part of that don't you understand?

I want to talk to you.

Get out.

Just give me a minute.

You got two fucking
seconds before I find myself

a good reason to have you arrested.

You go ahead and arrest me.

Cuff him.

Back off, Princess.

You, get your tap off my fucking phone!

Excuse me.

Mr. Jones, did you-

Oh, damn it.

Damn it.

What the fuck do you want,

you miserable piece of shit?

I was careless.

I've ruined the surprise.

Well, I got a surprise for you.

I'm out of here.

You can play your little game
all by your fucking self.

You can't leave now.

We've almost reached the end,

and you're such an
important part of the game.

Yeah, well, why should I stay?

You haven't showed me anything new.

You're just a cheap, knockoff,

murder-of-the-month, copycat killer.

Oh, you still don't believe.

What can I say?

Say goodbye, you twisted fuck!

She wore a silver
class ring with a blue stone.

It wasn't hers.

It belonged to a friend
who killed herself in '86.

She never took it off.

She asked me to bury her with it.

She thought it would be easier
for you to identify her.

God!

Oh, my god!

Swan?

Swan?

Don't come in here, al.

Are you all right?

Swan, I want to talk to you a minute.

Why?

Did Walter send you?

Wearing a wire?

No.

You want to frisk me?

Swan, I'm not against you.

I just want to know
what's really going on.

I want you to tell me.

What do you remember about that day?

Where are my fucking cigars?

You know what I remember?

Rage.

All-out fucking rage.

I see Nancy in the grave

and then I see him, I think it's him.

I don't know, it's just
a picture in my head.

I don't know who he is.

Then afterwards there's
nothing left of him,

it's just a pile of ashes.

Did you set the fire?

I don't know.

Maybe I did.

Maybe,

maybe I knew I had made a mistake.

Maybe that's why it's
never set right with me.

That was my d-day.

I should have walked away from there

knowing what I'm made of,

knowing what kind of man I am.

I mean, I walked in there
thinking that I knew.

But

I sure as hell don't know now.

You really don't know
what happened that day?

I fucked up, al.

I fucked up.

It wasn't him.

He was a perfect substitute, though.

Nothing came up on him,

nobody came to claim him,
he didn't work for anyone,

his landlord didn't know who he was,

he just said he was weird.

That was enough for them.

Case closed, here's your medal.

But I didn't deserve it

because it wasn't him.

Fuck!

Where the fuck are my cigars?

Here.

Oh, great.

Thanks.

So,

I should have known.

Actually,
I knew when I got the postcard.

Yeah, I knew.

I should have died
with that poor bastard.

Swan,

I can't say I know how you feel,

but I do know that everything
happens for a reason.

You just got to have faith

that god is going
somewhere with all this.

Well, let me tell you

how much faith I have in god right now.

You don't have to.

I've got enough to carry
both of us for a while.

Don't you help me.

God forbid.

God forbid.

It's so hot.

Here.

How did you do that?

That's broke.

You know, you're gonna make

the same mistake you made before

if you continue this on your own.

But

you're gonna do it anyway,

so I might as well help you.

Listen, you can't help me.

Don't argue with me, goddamn it!

You need help.

The one to catch the bastard,

but I don't see anyone else
out there rushing to your side,

so I suggest you just shut up,

and take whatever you can get.

Does this mean

that we're in cahoots, al?

I'll call you tomorrow,

after I get out of confession.

Thank you.

Okay.

Here you go.

Internal affairs knows
something's up with Davenport.

So does the press.

Jones' housekeeper is set to
talk about what she knows,

which isn't very much.

She can't even describe the guy.

So what did he take?

He scalped him.

That's all I know.

Okay, well

keep your ears open,
al and watch your back.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go back and
get that contestant.

Detective swan.

Have you heard of "the prophet's game”?

No, sir, I haven't.

I'm sorry.

Have you heard of a game
called "the prophet's game"?

No.

Have you heard of a game
called "the prophet's game"?

I'm detective swan.

Have you heard of a game
called "the prophet's game"?

- No.
- "Prophet's game"?

"Prophet's game".

Hi

Are you a detective?

Yes, detective Vincent swan.

My name is Renee.

Listen, I have a friend.

He's also a ta here, and he was,

you know, I've seen this game
that you're asking about.

Remember me?

I'm the guy that chased you yesterday.

Don't you know you're supposed to stop

when a police officer tells you to?

I can't tell you anything.

He's got my friend.

He'll kill him.

Have a seat.

So how did you find the game?

On the Internet.

I got an invitation to play.

I thought it was one of my co-workers,

because we always posted
our answers here on campus.

I tried to track down the email address

after I found out about Simon Davenport,

but it wasn't valid.

He's either disguising
it, or he canceled it.

How did you
know about Davenport?

My fiancee is an intern at county.

It's a long story.

But it doesn't matter.

I'm caught, right?

I knew I'd have to come
forward eventually,

but I wanted to wait until
I was down to my last clue.

He's my best friend.

I just couldn't give him up.

I don't know anyone else's plan.

I mean, I think there are five of us.

I'm still in, I think green is.

Orange was out before Lewis.

Lewis was yellow.

Red's probably out now,
he only had one left.

They,

are they gone, too?

Yeah.

Are they still alive?

Yeah, I think so.

Can you guarantee me the
prophet won't find out,

if I tell the police what I know?

No.

I can't guarantee you that the police

won't leak something to the press,

but I can guarantee you that I won't.

And if you want me to
stick it out with you,

then you're gonna have
to cooperate with me,

which means that you can't do anything,

and you can't go anywhere

unless I say so.

If you have family
here, stop seeing them.

Your girlfriend, too.

I don't want him
catching you with anyone.

Now,

how many clues have you missed?

Three.

I have three left.

Three?

Good.

Then we still have some time.

You see, each clue refers to a book

that Simon Davenport wrote.

That's how I finally figured it out,

but he was already dead by then.

You can't always be 100%.

The main thing is that

you've stayed in the game
this long, you're good at it,

you're gonna buy us a little extra time.

Captain mott, is it true

that you have Simon Davenport's body?

No comment.

We know that these murders

run parallel to a series
in five other cities.

No comment.

Is it true that you
contacted the Seattle detective

who killed the suspect in those cases?

No comment.

Isn't it possible then,

that the suspect was a victim,
and not the true killer?

Yes.

That's not
what Vincent swan says.

Oh, boy.

I don't know a Vincent swan.

Who is Vincent swan?

That's the question many want answered.

At the LAPD, Leah Sanders, back to you.

Al?

Yeah.

Just a minute.

Detective aldobrandi,

I want you to meet the blue player.

Hi, Alan Joyce.

I remember you.

Wait till you see him
tackle these clues, al.

I mean, the kid really
knows what he's doing.

As a matter of fact, we are gonna

look, I wouldn't put all
your faith on me, all right?

Unfortunately, you're just
about all we have right now.

Don't you
worry, you're gonna do fine.

Oh, this will help.

“If there are seven, I do five.

If I do five, you see 10.

Point me in, and point me out.

Make the ssix move.

I am no more.”

It's got to be something
with numbers in it.

Yeah.

Have some kid do a drop
and run to the station.

Maybe some of the guys can get it.

Hey, guys?

Come here.

I got us some help.

This is-

- seibert.
- Seibert fullstrom.

Three-time national
crossword champion.

Oh, hi.

Have I got a puzzle for you.

Al, you wanna-

- this is... wait, wait.

Shhh.

Oh, pharanome.

Pharanome!

I tried to think of that all day.

Pharanome.

You guys have a puzzle?

Yeah.

You know, there's never
been one I can't solve.

See, the thing is this,

there's a standing offer in
Europe, right?

$25,000 for anyone, anyone,

who can compose 16
bars of original music.

And no one's ever done it.

No one's ever done it.

You see, there are no original notes,

and there are no original thoughts.

If you guys want to solve the problem,

you've got to start
thinking like the thinker.

Think like the thinker.

It's the best I can do.

See what you can find out.

What do you got?

Well.

Relax.

You're doing fine.

I can do it, I'm just,

I'll get it.

Yeah, I know you will.

Don't answer it.

I'm not ready.

We've got to.

Vince.

Just give him what you got.

Wait.

Wait a minute.

Okay, go ahead.

Just be calm, come on.

All right.

Hello?

Hello, blue player.

Do you have your answer?

Yes, but I want to
speak to Lewis first.

I won't ask you again.

Ethan forrester.

Blue player, you are wrong.

Oh, shit!

You did the best you could, okay?

No, I didn't.

Wait a second.

I can't do this.

Who am I kidding?

I can't solve these clues.

Of course you can.

You did it before.

No, I didn't.

I cheated.

What?

I stole green player's answers.

He always got them right.

I would just wait till he put his up,

and then I would copy them down.

Why would you do that?

Because I didn't have any time.

It was just a running joke.

I only played to tease Lewis,

and I didn't want to spoil it.

I wouldn't be here now
if I hadn't cheated,

I'd be where he is.

Why in the hell didn't
you tell me that before?

The only reason you
didn't make me come forward,

is because you thought I
could buy you time, right?

I know I'm doing a shitty job,

but I'm keeping my best friend alive.

I'm trying.

Okay.

People, you're being ridiculous.

I don't see you coming
up with anything, champ.

Seven wonders of the world,

yeah,
26 letters in the alphabet.

You stop, right?

18 holes on a golf course.

Nine digits in
the social security.

This incessant babbling!

Four quarts in a gallon.

Two pieces of pie.

Five digits in a zip code.

24 hours in a
day, 24 hours in a day.

I can have, like, a moment to think?

Whoa.

Okay.

Hello?

He is with you, Alan.

Who?

If you think it will
affect the outcome of the game,

you are both wrong.

I am the one who determines

who lives and dies.

You have forfeited your
next round of the game.

No, no.

Wait, wait, wait.

Hello?

I just-

shit.

Shit!

Hey.

Calm down.

No, you calm down!

It's not anyone you care
about that he's got,

it's my friend.

If he dies, it's your fault.

You said he wouldn't find out.

I said I wouldn't tell the press.

Well, is Lewis still alive?

He isn't, is he?

He's already killed him.

Tell me.

Well, I don't know.

Probably.

Then why the fuck am I playing?

Listen, this guy has got
more cards up his sleeve

than you know about,

and if he thinks that you're on

to what he did to your friend,

things are only gonna get worse for you.

They can't get any worse.

Oh, yes, they can.

Where are you going?

Going out.

No, you're not.

Why not?

He's not coming after me tonight.

You know it.

Why don't you go on back to your motel?

You don't want to miss his call.

I've got to tell
you, we're not getting

the full story from the LAPD.

Are you saying that the LAPD

is involved in a coverup here?

Brent, I think the cops
have Simon Davenport's body,

and the reason they are hiding it

is because they don't want us to know

that there is a serial
killer in our midst,

and it's not just any serial killer,

it's little Jack.

Does Vincent swan agree with this?

Vincent swan wouldn't be here

unless he knew he made a mistake,

and he may well have known all along,

which is why he was probably
the one that started that fire.

Come on.

He was covering his proverbial ass.

I couldn't have
said it any better myself.

We'll be back.

Paul said you
have to take chickie.

But I don't wanna take chickie.

But she is still on the board.

500 bucks.

"Point me in, point me out.

Make the six move."

Hello?

Al, it's swan.

Yeah?

It's Brent Moore.

What?

Five shows out of a seven day week.

Yeah.

Right?

Right.

Two guests on every
show, that makes 10.

Uh-huh.

"Make the six move”, channel six.

"1 am no more.”

Not more, Moore.

Moore.

Oh, wow.

Brent Moore.

Great.

Great, swan.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I'm on it.

Yeah.

Good night, everybody, good show.

Police.

What's this all about?

We're placing you
in protective custody.

What for?

We'll explain downtown.

Just get in the car.

I should never have let him go.

See, if he thinks that

Alan tipped off the police about Moore,

he's gonna retaliate against him.

If we can't find him now,
chances are he can't either.

Hey, swan,

how many lives can you save in a night?

Does Walter know?

Yeah.

He thinks I gave you the clue.

He doesn't know whether to
give me a medal or suspend me.

Well, he'll do it.

You need to back off for a while.

No, he won't do it.

He needs all the feathers
in his cap he can get.

Internal affairs is closing in on him.

Even chief bowman
won't return his calls.

I'm telling you, don't push your luck.

Too late.

I'm already on the path.

I have to go where it leads.

It's gonna lead to
you losing your job.

Maybe, but sometimes you
just have to operate on faith.

Faith?

Al, you're in the wrong profession.

But I've got a good title for you.

Ready?

Saint Frances.

Sorry,

I'm one miracle shy.

Yeah, well, it ain't over yet.

Alan.

I heard, congratulations.

Now, I want you out of my house.

Alan, we had to save Moore.

I mean it.

I just want you out.

Just give me a break, okay?

Alan, that's really
not a very good idea.

I don't care.

This is my house,

and I want you out.

Just get out.

We've got to go.

Alan, I'm gonna be outside.

I'm not leaving you by yourself.

You've got the number, right?

Alan, you have the number, right?

What?

Cheaters must pay the
price, Alan.

Just fuck you, all right?

I know you've killed him.

You've got nothing to
keep me quiet anymore.

I can tell everyone.

Can you?

What will happen to your parents

at 325 gardner street?

Or your brother and his
wife at 1812 woodman drive?

Who will they blame if
there's no more baby

to throw a birthday party for?

And it was such a good one.

Barbara looked lovely,

although I prefer her in blue.

Light, like the shade of her bedspread-

Looks like you're
a celebrity now, huh?

Oh, yeah.

Big star.

He's been in Barb's house.

He knows where my family lives.

That's how he keeps us quiet, isn't it?

Yeah.

I want you to make a deal with me.

What's that?

If I miss his last
clue, you walk away.

I'll fend for myself.

Alan-

- it's bad enough that I have to live

with what happened to Lewis,

but if he touches my family,

or he touches Barb,

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

There are things we
can do to protect them.

You can't guarantee
anything, and you know it.

And I can't afford to take the risk.

So either you agree

or I'm gonna shut you out.

You're not gonna see my last clue.

Alan, you can't do this.

That's the fuckin' deal.

Take it or leave it.

Okay.

All right?

Okay.

It was in my mail slot this morning.

"Vengeful bird did hunt
blindly in the storm.

A handful of ashes for what lay in dirt.

Two are at rest, two are at odds.

A feather in my hand when it's done."

And I don't know who it is.

I just might.

It's Jean laroque.

The oceanographer?

Yep.

He doesn't live here, does he?

He's had his ship in the
Marina for the past two months.

He's filming a new documentary here.

You sure it's him?

The vengeful bird is albatross il.

The handful of ashes is albatross I.

The Japanese torched it when he

was over there with Greenpeace

protesting commercial whaling.

Two of his crew died.

Two at rest.

You knew that?

Yeah.

So, here's what we're gonna do.

I'm gonna have somebody drop
the clue off at the station.

You're gonna answer it, al.

Take your time, think it out.

Make it look good, okay?

Alan, you're gonna have to answer wrong.

But I've only got one left.

If I miss this, I'm out of the game.

Hello?

Hello, blue player.

Do you have your answer?

Randy lynch.

Blue player, you
have missed six questions.

You are out of the game.

All right, go to the hotel.

I'll call you later.

Aren't you coming?

No, I've got something I've got to do.

I'll catch up with you later, all right?

Okay.

No, it's too easy.

Hello?

Congratulations.

It was an easy clue.

You should have spared
yourself the effort,

just written my name down.

You should be flattered.

I've given you your 15 minutes of fame.

I'm sorry it has to end so abruptly.

Oh, I'm ready for it to end.

I'm sure you are ready,
but it isn't that simple.

I have no intention of coming to you.

You will come to me.

And to make sure you come alone,

I've taken out a little insurance.

Swan?

Jesus Christ.

Aldobrandi.

It isn't Jean laroque.

I know.

Don't come.

Where are you?

I don't know.

Such a brave girl.

She reminds me of Nancy.

Where are you?

Get your map out,
you're going to need it.

What are you,

oh, my god!

Holy Mary, mother of god,

pray for us sinners now and
at the hour of our death,

Welcome, detective.

I said, welcome.

Adele!

Adele!

Joey!

Joey!

You were there.

I didn't kill the wrong man.

I couldn't remember.

You were a team.

That's good.

You're figuring it out.

Give me the gun.

Go ahead, shoot me.

When I fall, this candle falls with me.

Do you smell the gasoline?

Okay.

All right.

Get down on your knees.

It's time to start begging.

All right, you've got me.

I do have you, don't 1?

And this time, you're not walking away.

That's fine, but she has
nothing to do with this.

She's not part of this game.

You can let her go.

Oh, but she is.

You get to watch what I do to her.

Just like I had to watch
what you did to my brother.

But, I had to kill him,
he was gonna kill me.

But you made a big mistake.

I was the one who killed
Nancy, not Joey.

And I should have been there
to protect him from you.

I should have cut you
up into little pieces.

I should have stuck your
head on that fence post

the way I did that stupid dog of his.

Joey never laid a hand on your daughter.

Why did you have to go and kill him?

Why couldn't you just let it go,

why couldn't you just let it go

like all the other families let it go?

But you had to go looking for revenge.

I was a detective.

Revenge was never my intention.

Yes, it was, big man.

You had to go kill the monster.

Well, you ought to know by now,

that when you enter the monster's world,

the monster's world enters you.

You're no better than I am, detective.

I guess we're both monsters.

But, she isn't.

I killed your brother.

You killed my daughter.

You can do whatever you want to me.

But she's innocent.

For god's sake, let her go.

You're in no position to bargain.

You have nothing left to offer.

How can I help her?

You already did.

You came here.

I wanted you to come here.

I wanted you to see what you inspired.

I wanted you to see what
you're gonna be a part of.

I couldn't decide

exactly what part of you
that I wanted for this.

I knew it had to be something
very special, you see?

It was really hard, because
it had to be perfect.

You, you ripped my heart
out when you killed Joey.

You killed my daughter.

And I'm gonna rip your heart out.

And it's perfect.

It's perfect.

Because, you see you're
what makes the game tick.

You're the heart of the game.

Are we having fun?

We're out of here!

Are you okay, al?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Don't worry about me.

Just go!

What, it wasn't loaded?

No, I just wanted to throw her off.

And lucky for you, it worked.

'Cause it wasn't me that she shot at.

Oh my god.

Just go.

I'll call for backup.

I left my phone in the car.

It's down the hill.

Holy Mary!

Sweet Jesus!

Oh, god!

You son of a bitch.

You ripped my heart out
when you killed Joey.

Swan!

Swan.

Swan, come on, now.

Swan, you gotta help me.

Come on, now.

Adele!

Drop the knife.

Lay it on the ground.

The gun's empty.

I've got one in the chamber.

Okay?

Now, drop the knife.

You son of a bitch!

You spoil everything.

Put the knife down.

Go ahead and shoot me.

Or have you developed a
conscience all of a sudden?

Or maybe you'd like to beat me to death,

like I did your precious daughter?

Put the knife down!

Take it.

Go on.

Take it.

Stop!

Take it!

Go ahead, kill me.

Shoot me.

You know you want to.

It'll make you feel better.

You can get away with it.

It'll be self-defense.

Go on.

Go on, kill me.

Kill me.

It'll make you feel so much better.

Go on, kill me.

Kill me.

Come on.

Shoot me.

Please!

Please!

Officer down.

Stay with me now.

Stay with me.

Come on.

This really hurts.

Nobody said coming back from
the dead was gonna be easy.

Hey, looks like your third
miracle, Saint Frances.

Stop calling me Frances.

All right, get her out of here.

Hang on there, al, okay?

Come on, guys, you got to get her there.

Let's go.

Come on, go go.

Are you okay?

Yeah, it's just really cold out here.

Swan?

Hey, swan.

Swan?

I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna get you.

I'm gonna get you.

Lunch is ready.

Thanks, honey.

"Nobody said recovery had to be painful.

Aldobrandi.”

No, I guess not.

Joey,

they think they won,

they think they have me,

they think they're smarter than us.

But they don't know

we're not here,

we're just,

not here.