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bodies of Mrs. Benson and the children
were found in the basement

family room.

The medical examiner estimates they were
dead for at least three days.

The air conditioning system in the house
was turned on, apparently to slow the

decomposition of the body.

The whereabouts of Edward Vincent is as
yet unknown.

It's all there in the statement you've
been issued.

Read the statement. You know as much
about it as I do.

of the Real Estate Association of Ohio.

He was last seen at this office at
approximately 7 p .m. Monday night.

It was thought that his wife's mother
was seriously ill and that the entire

family would be leaving town to be with
her.

Police learned, however, that Mrs.
Vinson's mother died four years ago.

Sorry to wake you, Joe.

Oh, hi, Phil. What time is it? It's
about 12 .30.

Brought you some lunch.

Oh, thanks.

Anything from the lab yet?

Yeah? It's all bad.

The entire house, top to bottom, car,
the office downtown, all of it white

clean. We don't have one print we can
use.

Oh, shit.

How could a guy kill his kids like that?
And on a little one's birthday?

I don't know.

But I'll tell you one thing.

He made one hell of a big mistake when
he decided to clean house on my fucking

beat.

This is John Cochran, Talk Radio
Seattle.

Welcome back.

Can you hear me? Try blinking once, if
you can.

That's good.

Very good.

How many fingers?

Excellent.

Now, I know you're frightened. You can't
speak. We have a tube connected to your

throat.

It's helping you breathe. We're going to
take it out as soon as the swelling

goes down.

You want to know what you look like.

Well, there's plenty of time for that
later.

Suffice to say that you've had some
massive injuries, but I have seen full

reconstruction cases worse than yours.

It's going to take a little while, but
we're going to fix you up just fine.

Are you following me?

Okay, good. Now, we need one more thing.

There was no wallet, credit cards, or...

ID on your person and everything burned
at the time of the car wreck.

We need a name, a home address,
something to help us contact your

Nothing? Well, I realize that it must be
very alarming for you not to be able to

remember, but it's very common with head
injuries like yours.

The memory should come back in a few
days.

If it doesn't, well, we'll have to help
it along.

Okay?

Get some rest now.

Be fine.

We traced the automobile to a rental
agency in Seattle.

It was rented to a Mr. Theodore Grant.

That's not you, I'm afraid.

Grant was out here on a two -week
business trip. Seems he finished what he

to do in one, but his company had
prepaid his car for two.

So last week when he met this guy in the
bar at his motel who needed a car, he

figured what the hell, he could make a
buck.

Fellow name of Alan Devlin.

Any of this ring a bell?

Devlin was staying at the same motel.

Unfortunately, the desk clerk doesn't
remember much about him, and this man

Grant had been drinking a lot. He was
pretty vague about the details.

So you see, we don't have much of a
description.

Motel records weren't any help either.

Devlin paid cash.

That's how he signed the registration
card.

No home address.

Seems he wasn't much for filling in
forms.

Anyway, we're running systems check for
anybody missing an Allen Devlin.

But there's still one question that's
really bothering us.

Theo Grant only dealt with the one guy,
and yet there were two of you in that

car.

You were thrown clear the other fellow
wasn't as lucky. He was burned beyond

recognition.

We couldn't tell which one of you was
driving.

So you see, our problem's not just who
are you.

It's also who's the person that died in
that wreck.

Hey, Joe.

What? When are you going to catch Ed
Vincent?

His membership's due for renewal.

If you ever do catch Ed, son of a bitch,
send him around to my house. I want the

kids to drive him crazy.

You damn jerk.

If you think killing a five -year -old
kid is funny, you're an idiot.

Listen, Stoner, you're not the chief of
police around here. Just some guy with a

gut who can't take a joke.

Wait, now, Joe, he's only kidding.

Besides, he's right.

What the hell do you mean he's right?

You do have a gut.

You should look so good.

Is it Kathy?

It's Kathy.

Okay, I'll be right there.

Come on, honey.

Sweet. Come on.

Set the door so we don't wake up.

Time to go.

Oh, look, I'll tell you what, I'll get
up at five, okay?

No, come on.

I'm telling neighbors that you had a
prowler.

No deal.

Get up, move over. Hey, come on, now
give me a break. I had a rough day, I'm

tired. I'm just tired of this
discussion, now you get up and go.

married, we wouldn't have to sneak
around like a couple of high school

I am not ready to think about that. Now,
look, I'm just getting over the

divorce. I'm just beginning to get used
to living alone with me and the kids,

okay? So why can't you just leave things
as they are?

Well, that's the problem, isn't it,
Chris?

I don't want things the way they are.

Excuse me.

Okay, you've had your breakfast. Now
what else can I get you?

Mirror.

I'm sorry, I can't do that.

Yes, I know it's your face.

But please believe me, we're not trying
to hide anything from you. It's just

there'll be plenty of time to look in
the mirror after the first operation.

That's the one that's going to show you
you're going to get well.

Look, now it only upsets you.

No face, no name, no me.

Your face is going to be fine.

And you might have a name. There were
two men in that car, and one of them was

named Alan Devlin. So there's a 50 -50
chance that that might be your name.

Why not?

That's good. That's the beginning.

To what do I owe this honor?

I just thought I'd like to visit with an
old friend.

You haven't called me in months, Joe
Steiner. What do you really want?

Never try to counter shrink.

Well, Maggie, I need some help.

I'll be glad to help in any way I can.

Well, I need to know what Vincent was
thinking that night.

What was going through his mind?

For a guy to blow away his wife and kids
like that, I don't get it.

In most situations like that, the killer
is operating under some form of

paranoid delusion.

He may think his family is planning to
destroy him, so he strikes out and

destroys them first.

Or he may decide that by killing them,
he's actually saving them from a fate

worse than death.

Yeah, but the way he did it.

Killing those kids in their beds and
dragging them downstairs, setting them

like exhibits in a wax museum, and then
just going about his business like it

never happened.

Does this remind you of anybody yet?

Boris Karloff a little?

Why is it I can remember Boris Karloff
and absolutely nothing about myself?

Well, to be honest, Alan, I don't know.

Usually, a memory loss as persistent as
yours has a physiological cause, but the

neurologist can't find any evidence of
that.

For now, we'll just continue to work on
it with therapy and see where that takes

us. We do know that your intelligence
and your ability to function are

unimpaired. The test have made that
quite clear.

In any event, you're going to have to
make some decisions about how you want

look when we're through.

Exactly what am I supposed to decide?

Well, right now, what kind of nose you
want.

Within reason, of course.

It's going to require a bone graft, and
after what you did to it, there's no way

of telling how it used to be.

You guys have a catalog or something?

I'm really late. My sitter's going to
kill me, but I had to know. What did

say? Well, they want me to decide what I
want my nose to look like.

Apparently, I have some choice in the
matter.

That's wonderful, isn't it? It's a
little scary, too. Whatever I decide

going to have to live with for the rest
of my life.

Well... Look at the bright side of me.
Just think how many people would love to

pick their noses.

That's not what I meant.

No, I meant choose their nose.

You know what I meant.

Oh, it's okay.

It's all right. I haven't had such a
good laugh since... Since I can't

remember.

Please tell her. What's going on?

Hello?

Mom.

Oh, hi, Mike.

Mom. Mom.

Well, that sounds really nice, but thank
you. I'll see you later.

Mom. I kind of planned to make an early
night about it.

No, I'm just plain tired.

Okay,

look. Mom.

It's been over this a hundred times.
Mom. Mom.

I want to talk about this right now. No,
really, okay?

You promise? Maybe some other time.

I'll talk to you later, Mike. Bye.

Don't move now.

You're going to feel just a little
pressure.

Do you feel any pain at this point?

Sure.

Alan!

Hi, Barney.

How did it feel to be out on your own?
Oh, fine.

A little lonely, but kind of exciting.

You've got to be the first person in the
history of this hospital to describe a

night at the interns and residence ward
as exciting.

Well, for me, it was my first night away
from home.

I know, I know. I'm glad it went well
for you.

You'll be comfortable there. It's a
great place to begin to acclimate

to the outside world and to start to
build a normal life.

Normal? Come on.

Remember what I told you before?

Pretty soon you're going to find a job
you want to do. Then you're going to

yourself a place to live.

You'll be living life now.

then the past won't seem to matter as
much.

That's it. Alan Devlin.

Oh, yeah. I remember the cops asking
him.

I'm sorry, mister. A year's a long time.

Could have been anybody.

Yeah.

The room's free if you want to check it
out.

Thank you.

Nothing. Not even a glimmer.

There had to be a reason for me to be in
this town. Someone must know why I was

here.

I know how important it is for you to
know who you were, but Dr.

K is right. I mean, what really matters
is who you are now.

You have to look to your future, not
your past.

I know, Chris.

But there are a thousand unanswered
questions between me and any hope of a

future.

I mean, I could be anybody.

It's so strange.

It's as though I'd never seen a barn or
a horse or a bridge.

And I know I have.

In a real sense, I was born in that
hospital a year ago.

It's like everything I do, I'm doing for
the first time.

I envy that. That sounds exciting.

You know, that's one of the things I
like about you.

What?

Well, ever since we met, you've always
been so positive about this whole thing.

When I was moaning about having no face,
you were telling me how great I was

going to look.

When I complain about not knowing who I
was before, you tell me what a great

person I am now.

I really don't think I could have made
it without you.

Oh, I think you would have made it with
or without me there.

But I'm glad I was around.

You realize that for the first time
we've been alone together when you're

the nurse and I'm not the patient?

We're just a man and a woman out for a
ride in the country.

It's a nice feeling. I like it.

I like it too.

You don't have to go right back, do you?

Well, I told the sitter I'd be back by
four.

But I can call her.

So what do you think you want to do when
you get out of the hospital?

Take lots of walks on the beach.

I don't know.

Learn about everything I've forgotten.

Raise a family, maybe.

That would be wonderful.

Chickens.

Maybe I'll raise chickens.

I know one thing, though.

What?

I'll miss you.

I'm gonna miss you, too.

I bet you won't miss the food at the
hospital.

No.

Won't miss the food.

It's beautiful.

He could be married already. Chris, have
you thought of that? Do you think I

would go into this without asking every
question it's possible to ask? Then you

came up with the wrong answers is all.

I don't expect you to understand. You're
angry.

What about us, Chris? You tell me, what
about us? Huh?

I'm in love with Alan.

I want to make a new life for me and the
kids with him.

Bullshit! You don't want a husband.

You don't want a real person with a life
of his own that you might have to

relate to. No, that's not what you want
at all.

You don't want a husband, Chris. You
want another child.

Chris, I'm sorry.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm worried about you.

I mean, how are all of you going to live
on your salary?

He's got a job.

Okay, I want the lunch. Okay, have a
good one.

on your house today?

I closed the deal on Smith's house.
Great.

Let's celebrate.

That deal deserves a celebration.
Believe me.

The lady who bought the land is amazing.

For a minute, I thought she was going to
back out if she gets in like the color

of the front door in the shutter.

Good night, boss. Good night.

Oh, excuse me.

I'm through for the day.

Guess I'm the same as the morning.

And done, Joe.

Oh, hi, Phil.

Help yourself to a drink.

No, thanks.

Can't stay. I just thought I'd drop
these off on my way home. Thank you.

I got delivered to the station by the
station. Oh, fine.

Anything?

Nope.

Well, I can use this again.

It, uh...

Must have cost you a pile getting those
pictures printed.

Got a deal.

Joe, this is none of my business, but I
think you're blowing this whole thing

out of proportion.

Now, the reason they pulled a pin on you
had nothing to do with this case.

It was political, and everybody knows
that. If I'd have bagged Vince, then

couldn't have retired me.

Look, it's an open case.

My case.

If this guy is alive, and I think he is,
how the hell can I stop looking for

him?

Maybe you're right.

I don't bet he's going to kill me.

Take care, Phil.

No, don't do that.

What am I going to do with you?

What am I going to do?

No, don't. Mark.

Time out, time out, time out.

Give me a hug. I've got to go.

Bye. See you later. Yeah.

I want a big kiss from you.

Okay? No way.

Bye -bye.

All right, that's enough. Come on, let's
break, guys.

for Seattle and the surrounding area.

It's going to be cloudy today with
intermittent showers.

The high today will be in the low to the
50s and the low to the 90s.

Ohio, huh?

Haven't been to the Midwest myself.

Well, how's this?

Oh, it's fine.

It's very nice.

Do you know how long you'll be staying?

Uh, well, I'm not sure yet.

Oh, well, doesn't matter.

Room's available.

Thank you. Stay as long as you like.
Thank you very much. Thanks.

Margaret, could you get me the county
engineer, please? I have to get him out

this. Right away, Mr. Devlin.

Just a moment.

Ed?

Beg your pardon? Ed Vinson, right?

No, I'm sorry. Sure, I'd know you
anyplace. Been a long time.

You look a little different, but don't
we all? None of us are getting any

younger. You look great, Ed.

I'm sorry. You must have me confused.

Peter Grove, Ohio.

You married, uh, Lucy... Oh, what the
heck was her maiden name?

Uh, you got three kids, right?

I'm sorry. Uh -oh. Gotta go. Real good
to see you, Ed. No, wait. Excuse me.

Just, pardon me. Wait a second. Wait.
Please, wait a second. Wait.

Vincent. Ed Vincent.

He seemed so sure.

You know, these last few years I almost
managed to convince myself I knew who I

was.

I thought my path was here.

Then one day this stranger bumps into me
in an elevator and thinks I'm a man he

knows with a wife and children somewhere
else.

Scares me, Chris.

Scares me for us.

Wouldn't change how I feel about you.

I made a promise to you once that
whatever the past, it wouldn't separate

You, me, the kids.

I love you, Alan.

I love you, too.

The man I'm looking for was never
fingerprinted, never had any reason to

All I have to go on are his dental
records and blood groupings so I can use

help I can get.

This hospital cannot release any
information without the patient's

Now, surely you know that. Doctor, this
would be just between you and me.

If the records don't match up, I'll just
forget the whole thing and go away.

Now, what is it exactly Mr. Devlin's
supposed to have done?

I'm sorry, I can't tell you that.

Well, you'll have to excuse me, Mr.
Steiner. I have a great deal of work to

today.

You know I'll get those records.

Only from Devlin himself.

Thank you, Doctor.

Tell me one thing.

Do you really believe he's lost his
memory?

I'm absolutely convinced of it.

I'm sorry about the other day in the
elevator, but I had to know your

to the name Ed Vinson.

What did Ed Vinson do?

Believe me, it's best you don't know.

That isn't good enough, Mr. Steiner.

What did he do?

If your records don't match, it won't
matter.

You won't hear from me again.

And if they do?

We just had to take it from there.

I want to know now.

Or no deal.

I really didn't want to do this.

He'd smashed in that child's skull.

But then he put a paper hat on her head
like she was still at the birthday

party.

I've seen a lot of things in my years as
a cop.

But kids like that.

I'll never forget it.

Whatever you say.

Now, these are the Vincent X -rays. And
as you can see, it's impossible to make

any connection between them and the
pictures I just showed you, which were

when Mr. Devlin entered the hospital.

Mr. Devlin had far too much
reconstruction to make a positive ID.

Maybe if the man had had some special
work done, but he didn't.

But he didn't.

So, all these records prove...

are that Mr.

Devlin and this man, Vincent, have the
same blood type.

A positive.

Along with millions of others.

What are you going to do now?

Oh, I don't know.

Hang around Manchester for a while.

Why?

There's nothing in those records to make
you think I'm Vincent.

And there's nothing in those records to
make me think you're not Vincent.

Mr. Steiner, I may not remember anything
about my past, but I know the kind of

man I am.

I could never do those things.

I'd really like to believe that, Mr.
Dudman.

Okay, what's the problem?

Daddy, Phil Pulley stopped farting in
the bathtub.

Oh, get him out. You get his pajamas.

Yes, well, little boys are supposed to
be gross, aren't they?

Oh,

okay, Captain Bubbles. Up you go. Come
on, on your feet.

There we go.

Now, what'll it be?

A cancer or a tickle?

One of 50 kisses a day.

One of now.

If this guy Steiner is really who he
says he is, I'll know it by lunchtime.

The rest could take weeks. This is a lot
trickier than a credit check.

I know that, John. I understand. I don't
care. Just do what it takes, all right?

Don't worry, Alan. I won't hesitate to
spend your money.

All right.

Bye -bye.

Who's that?

John Davis.

Says hello.

Oh.

What are you talking to him about?

The usual.

Just a little background on a commercial
rental.

Alan, I know you too well.

Come on, what is it? It's nothing.

I asked John to find out, if he can, who
I am. Just one more try.

See you at the end of it. Promise.

Oh, this is about that man who thought
he knew you.

Right?

Yeah.

Come on, Alan. What is it? Who was that
man?

His name is Steiner.

He's a cop.

Ex -cop from Ohio.

Huh?

Well, does he know anything about you?
He thinks he does.

Well, what is it?

It isn't good.

A lot worse than we ever imagined.

Mr. Steiner!

Oh, you must be Mrs. Devlin. You know
exactly who I am.

You've been spying on us since you came
to town.

Now you have nothing to back up these
horrible accusations.

you're making, so why don't you just go
home and let us get on with our lives?

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait
a minute.

There's a real possibility your husband
could be Ed Vincent.

And if there is that possibility, I
can't just walk away.

Alan is a fine, decent man.

He's a good husband and a loving father.
There's not a chance in the world that

he could be a criminal.

Your husband is a man whose past life is
buried out on a highway somewhere.

He's created, almost exactly, Ed
Vincent's life.

Now, is that just a coincidence?

Who's to say it can't happen again?

Should have come by me first.

These people are getting all bent out of
shape, and I'm the one that catches the

flag for it.

Yeah, you're right.

I should have come to you first.

Well, you've examined the medical
evidence.

Come up with nothing.

Why are you still here?

I still think he's Ed Vinson.

What do you base that on? 30 years as a
cop.

You're Alan Devlin as my Ed Vinson.

Tell me something.

Is this some kind of personal thing with
you?

Personal?

I spent seven years of my life looking
for Ed Vinson. They retired me before I

could find him.

Squeezed me out for some young, hot
-shot computer type.

Like yourself.

Yeah, I guess you could call that
personal.

I call it being a cop, that's all I
know.

You could still be wrong about Devlin.

And if I decide you are, I'm telling you
right now.

I'm not going to stand by and watch you
harass these people.

This is what brought me to town.

Came in the mail.

Anonymous.

So?

You know who I think sent it?

Who? I think Alan Devlin sent it.

You lost me on that one, Stein. I think
he's blocked out who he really is. He

remembers nothing.

But somewhere inside Alan Devlin is a
man who used to be Ed Vinson.

And Vinson knows what he did.

He's afraid he might do it again.

I think he wants to be stopped.

Because he can't stop himself.

He's a time bomb.

Alan, this is T .O. Grant.

Hello.

I'm told we may have met.

Yeah, I know all about that.

So what exactly do you remember about
me?

Look, I'd like to talk in private, Mr.
Devlin.

No offense, you understand.

Okay.

All right, Mr. Grant.

What is it you have to say to me?

You want a beer or something?

No, thanks.

Mr. Grant, I've gone to a lot of trouble
to talk to you.

Yeah, I've spent a lot of money, too.

That private eye out there, tracking me
down in Louisville, flying me out here.

I figure there must be something you
want to know real bad.

Is that right?

Seven years ago, you handed the keys of
a rental car to a man you met in the bar

here.

It seems I may have been that man.

At the time, you said you were too drunk
to remember. Now John Davies says that

may not be correct. Is that true?

I've met a lot of men in bars, Devlin.

I've rented a lot of cars.

It's a long time.

Human memory is such a fallible thing.

You know?

Your friend out there wanted to know
whether maybe you looked like this guy

the photograph back then, before your
accident, the surgery and all.

And?

Well, it's a long time, and it kind of
depends, you know?

Depends on what?

I mean, for instance, whether you want
me to remember whether you look like

guy in the photograph or whether you
don't.

If this guy won a lottery, that's one
thing.

But if he's in trouble, that's something
else.

A

nice

car you got out there.

What's it worth?

30, 35 grand?

You're wasting my time. Oh, now look!

I've got problems, you've got problems.
We've got to help each other.

Put that back. We're going to eat as
soon as your dad gets home.

I'm hungry now.

Well then, why don't you eat some
celery?

Mom, kids don't eat celery.

No? Are you sure?

Mom, you're all wet. Go put on some dry
clothes.

Hello I'm sorry you have the wrong
number

There's no Lucy

here and I don't know any yet you must
have the wrong number

How come the door's locked?

Sorry, you just surprised me. Are you
okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Are you hungry?

No, I ate at Barry's.

I told you. Oh, yeah, that's right.

You sure you're okay, Mom?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Come here.

Why don't you go do your homework?

Okay. Okay.

You okay?

Hey.

What's going on? Are you alright?

Good hug.

Wanna lift?

No thanks, I need the exercise.

I think you wanna lift.

Really?

What's up?

Somebody called Chris Devlin last night.

Said he was Ed Vinson.

Called her Lucy.

Lucy was Vinson's wife.

Got any ideas?

Oh, so that's what this is all about.

You think maybe it was me.

Somebody made the call.

You want to make a little bet?

I'll lay my pension Alan Devlin wasn't
in the house when she got that call.

You trying to tell me that Alan Devlin
calls his wife, uses a funny voice just

to scare the hell out of her? That's
crazy.

I'm trying to tell you he doesn't know a
damn thing about it. He doesn't know

who the hell he used to be.

But Vincent knows he's hiding.

Kind of like a parasite buried deep in
Devlin's head.

He's trying to tell us he's there before
it's too late. Oh, for Christ's sake,

Steiner. Okay, okay.

But when it all happens again, don't try
to say no one can blame you.

Because they will, friend.

They will.

Better now than I'll get before you this
afternoon.

You shouldn't come on. Get out of the
way. Okay,

go on. Who are you?

Did I get kissed?

Good boy.

Thank you.

Who was that who just left?

It was Mike Patterson.

He came to tell you that he talked to
Steiner.

Why didn't you tell me Steiner was
following you?

He drove all the way over here just to
say that?

Yes.

Well, obviously that wasn't the only
reason.

What are you talking about?

Patterson is still in love with you.

I wouldn't be surprised if he and
Steiner were in on this together.

Why in the world would he do that?

Because if Steiner can hang this Vincent
thing on me, then I'd be out of the

picture and Patterson can have another
chance with you.

Alan, that's ridiculous.

I mean, there's the one guy in this town
who could help me. He just happens to

be your ex -lover.

Damn it! That's not fair!

What are you getting so defensive about?

I mean, his ex is me.

I'm going to try to forget you said
that.

Me too, little big boy, huh?

Are you hungry?

I'll bet you are.

Yeah.

Been behaving yourself, huh?

Mr. Steiner? Yeah?

Sergeant Murphy is calling from Ohio.

Thank you.

Hello? Joe, Phil Murphy.

Jesus, Phil, people are trying to sleep
here.

Joe, I just caught somebody breaking
into your house.

Who was it?

He says he knows you. His name is Davey,
John Davey.

Oh, shit.

Where are you now?

Still at your place. What do you want me
to do with it?

Look, Phil, forget it, will you?

He's a P .I.

I know who he is and who he's working
for. He's harmless.

Okay, as long as you know what's going
on here.

Just get his ass back here so I can kick
it for him and good.

If you wanted to look at my files, why
in the hell didn't you just ask me?

I figured you wouldn't let me.

I've been begging people to look at the
damn things for years.

Now they're breaking into my house to
look.

What the hell are you doing in this
business anyway?

Sam Spade, you ain't. Come on, Steiner,
you'd have done the same thing.

Maybe, but I wouldn't have gotten
caught.

Did you find anything?

No.

Not really.

What do you mean, not... Really? I mean,
nothing, Steiner. Nothing worth

discussing. Oh.

Nothing worth discussing, huh?

Just stuff that's going to nail your
clients.

If you had anything that'd get him off
the hook, I couldn't shut you up.

You want to know what I got at the
house? What did you get?

I got a lot of questions about you.

About what makes you tick.

About why you're hounding Alan Devlin.

Tell me, Steiner, what kind of a cop
devotes seven years of his life to

one man?

Don't buy the rug. I'm over there. Want
me to drop you at your car?

Don't bother.

I'll just cut right through there.

Okay. Stay in the morning.

Good night.

Bye.

after an assault and attempted rape last
night on her way home from the county

music center. She described her
assailant as wearing a black leather

The victim, whose name is being
repelled, is expected to be released

Memorial Hospital today.

Hello, Sergeant Murphy, please.

Hello, Phil?

It's me again.

No, no, not about Davey. It's something
else.

Remember that freak with the mask about
seven years ago? So it's a different

mask. The attacks were the same.

There were five of them.

The first was just kind of a mauling job
like the other night. No actual

penetration.

All the rest were rape and increasingly
violent.

The last two he damn near killed.

We never found him.

But the attack stopped almost as
suddenly as they started.

And the interesting thing is when they
stopped.

The last attack was three weeks before
the Vinson murders, three weeks before

Vinson disappeared.

Mike Patterson, you better get over here
right now.

John Davies' office.

No, a watchman came by, found him
floating in the water.

I told you about the kid breaking in.

If he made up his mind that Devlin was
really Ed Vinson, he might have been

dumb enough to tell him.

Well, with any luck, Devlin will be
missing a jack.

What is it?

We got a warrant.

What is this?

Alan, what's going on?

John Davey's been murdered.

The last thing John Davies said to me
before he went to Ohio was he was sure

could prove I'm not Ed Vinson. So why
the hell would I want to kill him?

The last thing he told you was something
only you heard.

Alan, you don't have to prove your
innocence. Yeah, right, sure, the great

American legal system. That maniac
Steiner's decided that I'm Ed Vinson.

do whatever he has to do to prove it
with his health.

No luck with your little fishing trip?

So, may I assume, Chief Patterson, that
you have no further intention of

troubling my client?

Good. Then anyone still remaining on
these premises, and shall we say over

next five minutes, will be likely to
find themselves at the wrong end of the

lawsuit.

Gentlemen?

Okay. You won. You won again.

Come here. I want to show you something
choice. Come on.

Hello? Lucy, it's got to stop.

Hello? I'm coming home and you're all
gonna pay.

I can't take it anymore.

I can't take it anymore.

Oh, Jesus.

Paul?

Mark?

I want you down here.

Boys, do you hear me?

Where did you get that thing?

Take that off right now. Where did you
get that thing? I found it in the garden

shed. I want you downstairs.

Come on, let's go.

Right now, let's go.

Hi,

Dad.

Hi. Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Dad.

Polly, Polly, Polly, Polly, Polly.

What's the matter?

Upstairs in the hall.

What is it?

Now look, I want you to go next door to
Mrs. Connors. And you stay there until I

tell you to come back. Do you understand
me?

Stay there.

Chris?

Chris, I don't know anything about this.

Chris, someone is doing this to me.

It's either Steiner or that goddamn Mike
Patterson. They're both crazy.

God damn it!

Chris, I swear, I have never seen that
thing before in my life.

One of them put it there to frame me.

Please, you've got to believe me.

It's Alan.

I have to see you.

I'm on my way. It's urgent.

I'd rather talk about it when I get
there.

Okay.

About 20 minutes?

Bye.

Where is he, Chris?

I hear from his lawyer.

Look, Chris, it's not going to do him
any good to run away.

I said you'll hear from my husband's
lawyer.

Alan, you really don't have to do this.
You understand?

That mask is not even admissible
evidence unless there's someone... I've

them.

Look, Hal.

a little while to get you a lawyer, huh?

He's an unrecovered amnesiac. He
qualifies.

Committing himself is no answer. You're
manipulating the law.

What more does he have to do? Swing from
the ceiling? Make faces?

I'm asking you, Al.

Are you sure you want to do this?

It's the only way I have to fight this
thing.

Okay, then.

Let's go.

Sanctuary.

Home sweet home.

He is not in unlawful flight.

He's a patient undergoing proper
treatment for a recognized medical

Well, we can't get to him. No material
evidence has been missing. You're

notified immediately of the mask's
discovery.

If you decide to bring charges, his
condition will be reviewed by the state

medical authority.

Well, I'll tell you one thing, French.

If ever I'm in deep shit, I'm going to
send for you. You damn lawyers, I swear.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

As long as Devlin's in the hospital
under lock and key, his wife and kids

safe and you watch.

Just as sure as we're sitting here, the
attacks will stop.

Cheers.

Is it possible that I could be this
Jekyll and Hyde that Steiner says I am

not know it?

I mean, surely if something like that is
happening to you, you're aware of it.

Sometimes other people are aware of it
first.

But I know.

At least I think I know.

Someone planted that mask in my house.

For some reason.

Steiner?

Maybe.

Who else?

You know about Mike Patterson and Chris?

That was over a long time ago, Alan.

What if he's still in love with her?

Hello, this is Joe Steiner. I'm in Chief
Patterson's office. You got some news?

You're not gonna like it.

We, uh, have...

Back to go.

Excuse me a minute, will you?

Sure, just downstairs on the right.

Thanks.

Why in the hell didn't you tell me about
her?

Nothing to tell. It's ancient history.

Ancient history? My ass. All those
pictures are not ancient history.

It's been over for six years, Steiner.
Well, it sure as hell doesn't look like

it's over for you. My God, there must be
50 pictures up there.

Damn it, it's none of your business.

I'm not going to talk about this.

It was you, wasn't it?

What? What was me?

Devlin didn't send me that newspaper
clipping.

You sent it, didn't you?

Crazy, Steiner. This case made you nuts.

When you saw my questionnaire about
Vincent, you had it made.

The perfect way to throw a little monkey
wrench into the Devlin marriage.

And the dates worked out right.

He was the right age, right size. The
whole thing fell right into your lap,

didn't it? No.

And me, the perfect chump.

I must have given you a million laughs.
That's not the way it was at all,

Steiner.

Okay, I did send it.

I didn't want it to look like a personal
beef, so I didn't sign my name.

But I figured there was a damn good
chance it was Devlin.

If it turned out I was wrong, I could
get you off his back.

No harm done.

Did you plant that mask on Devlin?

Damn it, Steiner.

What the hell do you think I am? I think
you're a goddamn liar.

It's been a week now.

And they were wondering...

We were wondering when you're coming
home.

When there are some answers.

Alan, I don't believe that... Chris, it
doesn't matter.

You're terrified of me.

You held a knife on me.

I'm terrified of what's happening to us.

You're kidding.

Mr. Steiner, the chief wants me to take
you over to Durham, pronto.

Just arrest the guy over there for rape.
Wearing a leather mask, just like here.

Follow me.

Okay.

That moron's too stupid to think of the
mask by himself.

He's a friggin' copycat and you know it.

Pictures of that mask have been in the
paper for weeks. Probably every pervert

in the country's got one. Bullshit. They
caught him in the act. Mask on, pants

off. What the hell more do you want, for
Christ's sake?

Alan Devlin is no rapist.

Much as I hate to admit it, he's not Ed
Vinson either.

Another dead end.

What about Davey? Oh, come on.

Let me give you some advice, pal.

Throw out those pictures of Chris Devlin
and get yourself a real live woman.

Then leave Alan Devlin alone.

That poor son of a bitch has gone
through enough.

So, that's it.

They're leaving.

It's over.

They caught a guy over in Durham today.
He confessed to the rapes.

Now, wait a minute.

How do you explain that mask in my
garden shed?

I can't.

You can't.

Or you won't.

Now, look.

Somebody put that mask in my shed.

And it had to be either you or Mike
Patterson. Now, Steiner, you owe me the

truth.

Okay.

I got an anonymous reply to a
questionnaire I sent out about Ed

It was a clipping from the Manchester
paper.

About Alan.

Mike sent it.

I don't have any proof, but I think Mike
planted the mask.

And he made those phone calls.

Why in the world would he do that? He
doesn't even hardly know Alan.

Mrs. Devlin, Mike has a wall in his
place that's covered with pictures of

It's like a shrine.

I'd be very careful of it.

Then what are you doing here?

I'm leaving town, and I'd like to
apologize.

Is that supposed to make me feel better,
or you?

I really thought you were Ed Vinson.

And if I was right, I had a duty to your
wife and kids.

Steiner, what you did to me and my
family is unforgivable.

You won't get your absolution from me.

Just get the hell out of here.

Go away.

I got to talk to you, Chris.

I don't think so, Michael. I don't think
we have anything more to say to each

other. Would you listen to me, please?

Look, I think you and the kids are still
in trouble, in danger, now more than

ever. Oh, really? From who?

My husband, Steiner, or you?

Would you... Hey, hold on.

Wait a second.

Look, I did some things that were wrong.

I'm sorry. That was stupid.

But everything I did was because I was
trying to protect you.

Does protecting me include planting
evidence and making threatening phone

My God, Chris, you know damn well I'd
never do anything like that.

I love you.

I never stopped... Stop loving you.

Well, then that's the real problem,
isn't it?

I don't love you, okay?

What we had together was nice, but it
wasn't real love. Real love is what I

for my husband and my family.

So if you have any feelings left for me
at all, call them whatever you like.

You'll just go away and leave us alone.
I never want to see you again, Michael.

I want to hear it. It's going to be on
the radio.

I know, but it's so loud you can hear it
in Seattle.

Mom, when can I open my present?

As soon as your daddy gets home. We'll
start the party and you can open all

presents.

Mark? Yes?

I didn't close the garage door. I
couldn't find that remote thing. Would

close it, please?

Do I have to?

I hope Dad gets here soon, because I'm
stuck.

Mark?

Mark? Did you close that door?

Let me finish this. I'll be right back.
Mark?

I don't know.

Keep the change. Thank you.

For one more time, a real big KKAP happy
birthday to Paul Devlin.

Hey, Paul, it's past your bedtime,
kiddo.

Hey, just kidding, Paul.

Let's not forget Gwen Richards, Maureen
Wesley, and Perry Corbett. Okay, now

back to our top 40 countdown. Last week,
this just slipped on the charts at

number 39.

We gave him the bullet, and sure
enough... How did you think I could live

this? How, Lucy?

Answer me!

Answer me!

You think I didn't know about you and
the others?

Did you expect me to look the other way?

Hi. I heard you were leaving.

I came to say goodbye.

Well, I'm glad you came.

I wasn't sure you wanted to see me.

Actually, I came to say thank you.

If it weren't for you, my children and I
wouldn't be alive.

What can I say?

You know, the man in the garage wasn't
my husband.

I married Alan Devlin and...

Ed Vincent killed him, just as surely as
he killed his own wife and children.

Believe me, I wish I'd been wrong.