All language subtitles for The InBetween S01E09

Previously, on "The Inbetween"...

I can't wake up my mom.

The woman I saw was dead.
He'd taken out her eyes.

Perp's name was Ed
Roven... Texas, mid '90s.

Six women murdered.
Same MO, same signature.

Executed October 2, 2005.

Roven screwed up when he left
his last victim's son alive.

Mark Waterman told the cops

everything Roven did to his mom.

He couldn't save her,
and he blamed himself,

so he starts to create violent fantasies

in which he's like Roven.

We're not a team.

I want out of the inbetween.

And you're gonna help me, Cottontail.

Hey, we're closed!

I'm burning slow,
with me in the rain

Walking in the subway,
calling out my name

Last call was half an hour ago.

Hey. You don't have to go
home, but you can't stay here!

Millie?

Find me.

Someone, somewhere in summertime

Someone, somewhere, somewhere

Okay, I understand.

Thank you so much for calling, Doctor.

Why is the doctor calling so early?

He had some news.

Uh, he took a look at
my most recent film,

and the steroids aren't
shrinking the tumor

quite as fast as he'd like.

I see.

So what does that mean?

Look, we knew that the
surgery was inevitable.

Yeah, but not this soon.

Well, he also had some good news.

Dr. Ramona Ashcroft,

who's one of the best brain
surgeons in the country...

he said she's available to
fly in in the next few weeks

to perform the procedure.

Okay.

Oh, let's not get into it right now.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey, sweetie.

- How's it going?
- Hey.

- I need a favor.
- Yeah?

Can you look into a cold case for me?

Yeah, sure. Do you have a name?

Millicent Pierce.

I saw her last night at the bar,

and then I spent a few hours

looking through
missing-persons websites

until I found her photo.

She disappeared in the summer of 1985.

She wants me to find her.

1985, that's almost ten
years before you were born.

Yeah. There are other things, too.

There was a fishing boat

and rope and another dead woman.

Okay, well, look, I'm
going to the office early,

so I'll look up the file...
I'll give you a call.

Thank you.

I'll see you later.

- Did we catch a case?
- Millicent Pierce.

Disappeared August 29, 1985.

A cold case.

So no body, no forensics,
and not to mention

a 34-year lag time for
witnesses' memories to fade.

What are you thinking...
reinterview the parents?

I can handle that.

But if you wouldn't mind,
I could use some help

- with these files.
- What files?

These files. Thanks, fellas.

- Anytime, Detective.
- I did a quick search.

In 1985, every detective
on Millie's case

was working at least two
other missing women...

mostly sex workers and runaways.

Oh. Was Millie a runaway?

No, but she was pegged as
one because she snuck out

of the house post
curfew, never came home.

But she was a good student.
She was close to her family.

Oh, what's the connection?

Cassie.

She said when she saw Millie,

there was another girl there as well.

Now, it could be they were
taken by the same person.

These seven women went missing
the same year as Millie,

and like her, the
bodies were never found.

A task force worked on the
cases as long as they could

back in '85, but eventually
the trail went cold.

Detectives retire,

files were sent to storage.

These women were forgotten.

And if he was never caught,

whoever took them could still be active.

I've asked unis to gather
all missing-persons files

for the last 34 years.

But, basically, any
woman that disappeared

in that time and hasn't
been found is potentially

a victim, especially prostitutes.

Well, I'll check with Vice,

see if any sex workers
have recently gone missing.

I've already done that.
According to them, this woman,

Becky Russell,

disappeared just five days ago.

Last seen down near Sea-Tac.

The airport's popular
with working girls.

Yeah. Friend of hers said
the last time she saw her,

she was getting into a
car with an older guy.

Didn't see his face.

Well, guess it goes without saying

that if he's been
active for over 30 years,

he'd best be described as older.

He'd be in his 50s or 60s by now.

Cassie said Millie wants to be found.

What if she's also trying to help us

bring down a serial killer?

So you're saying seven other women

went missing the same year as Millie?

Mm-hmm. All prostitutes,
all last seen near Sea-Tac.

Asante and I are looking into it.

That's her. This is the woman
I saw in the fishing net.

Tara Burns.

She went missing two days before Millie.

All right, are you ready for this?

Grieving relatives?

It's never easy.

I understand.

What did you tell them about me?

I told them you were my daughter,

you saw Millie's case on the Internet,

and you asked me to look into it.

But they're not going
to tell me anything

that they haven't already
said to the original detectives

a million times.

If there's any new
information to glean in there,

you'll be the one getting it...

from Millie.

We were surprised to
get your call, Detective.

It's been a long time since anyone

has been interested
in looking for Millie.

Very long time.

I can't make any promises.

We understand. It's been 34 years.

And if Millie were still alive, she...

If my sister were still alive,

she would have come back to us by now.

We don't expect miracles.

We just want to give our
daughter a proper burial.

She shouldn't be out there...

out there alone.

We'll do everything we can.

The night Millie disappeared,

you thought she'd slipped out
of the house to meet someone?

Earlier that summer, I had caught her

sneaking out the back door.

She was all dressed up.

She had a date, I'm sure of it.

And she never mentioned to you

the name of the person
that she was seeing?

No. None of her friends knew, either.

Millie wasn't supposed to be dating.

We had her on a strict curfew.

- But...
- Our daughter was headstrong.

Independent.

She wanted one of those
Walkmans, you know?

And we told her that he would
buy her one for Christmas

if she kept her grades up.

But she couldn't wait. She...

she made money herself, babysitting.

I swear I never saw her
without those headphones...

music playing all the time.

Millie didn't walk, she danced...

everywhere she went.

Is the Walkman still here?

They think she was wearing it when...

A-anyway, we... we never found it.

Everything else in her room
is exactly as she left it.

Would it be okay if...

That is, do you think I
could look in Millie's room?

Upstairs, second door on the left.

You had style, Millie Pierce.

Peter Rabbit and Little Boy Blue

Hidden in the brush...

Everybody run, Peter Rabbit

Well, nothing new my end. How about you?

I'm not sure.

Do you remember the "Peter Rabbit" song,

the one I said would be important

in the Shannon Bell case?

Yeah.

I heard it again up in Millie's room.

Mark Waterman wasn't even
alive when Millie disappeared.

No, but Ed Roven was.

What do you know about Ed Roven?

The night you caught Waterman,

Roven came to visit me.

Just the once?

- No.
- Why didn't you tell me?

- I knew you'd be upset.
- Oh...

But he's been not
unhelpful a couple of times.

The guy knows his way
around the underworld.

Putting aside my keen discomfort

with this for a moment,

what could Ed Roven have to
do with Millie's disappearance?

He was killing women in Texas.

Yes, but not until the 1990s, right?

I don't know what it means.
It might be nothing, but...

I don't think it's nothing.

I'll look into it.

Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

Yes, uh...

I love you.

Bye.

You got me where you want me

I'm going left, right,
left, right, left

You better stay out of
my business, little girl!

You think all these women
were grabbed by the same guy?

No, we think the
killer was concentrating

on high-risk victims...
prostitutes and runaways.

Any bodies turn up?

No, none of these women

have ever been found, alive or dead.

We're still going through files,

but it looks like our guy has a type...

Young, Caucasian, brunette.

All of these women were
last seen near Sea-Tac.

Looks like that was his hunting ground.

Becky Russell fits the profile.

Yeah, but Millie Pierce doesn't.

She wasn't a sex worker. She
had light eyes, light hair.

Yeah, that's true, but
Millie disappeared two days

after Tara Burns was last seen...

August 27, 1985.

Could be a coincidence.

Or maybe Millie was an outlier.

Then how do you explain the fact

that these eight women and Becky Russell

disappeared 34 years apart.

We don't think he quit in 1985.

We think he just slowed down,
enough to stay under the radar.

Becky's suspected abductor

was thought to be in his 50s or 60s.

Unis are going through
missing-persons reports

from the last 34 years.

How many?

15 women so far.

I just hung up with
Becky Russell's sister.

Their mother's sick, and Becky
was helping take care of her.

The family's sure she
wouldn't have left town

without telling anybody.

If you're right about
this and there's a serial

who has been operating under the nose

of the police department
for over 30 years,

I want us to be the
ones who catch this guy.

Keep digging. Find out everything

you possibly can about
these missing women

and keep me posted on Becky Russell.

Let's go.

Cassie's sure Ed Roven was involved

- in Millie's disappearance?
- Yeah.

But obviously he couldn't
have taken Becky Russell.

What are the odds two serials

were operating in
Seattle at the same time?

It's happened before.

In the 1970s, Santa Cruz had three.

So maybe Roven's responsible for Millie,

and our other women, the prostitutes,

belong to our unknown serial.

Look at this.

Bank statements in the
early '80s show that Roven

was mostly in the
Southern states until...

April '85, he cashes
a check in Colorado.

- He was heading northwest.
- Mm-hmm.

After that, the trail goes cold

until he shows up back in
Texas almost eight months later.

So it's possible he was in
Seattle the summer of 1985.

Right. Maybe he was
working off the books.

He was living out of pocket, he was...

Cassie said she saw a fishing boat...

and a net.

Could be he worked a
fishing trawler for cash.

Let's get down to the docks.

Last chance, Cottontail.

Walk away.

How'd you know Millie, Ed?

That a piece of fluff in your ears?

I said it ain't your business.

Her parents want her back.

It's their business, isn't it?

She doesn't belong with you.

Millie's fine where she is.

She's in a lovely spot.

Millie disagrees.

You've seen her?

You said you wanted
out of the inbetween,

wanted to do some good
so you could move on.

Here's your chance.

Why aren't you taking it?

What will I learn about
you when I find Millie?

Nothing...

because you won't find her...

ever.

Now you leave it be.

Or you'll what?

That's what I thought.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

We're just about to close up.

And we'd just like
to ask some questions.

How long have you worked here?

Since right after high school.

Do you, by any chance,
recognize this man?

Ed Roven.

Nah, is he a fisherman?
Was.

This would have been in the mid 1980s.

This is what he'd look like then.

Hey, Frank! Can you come here a sec?

It's Frank Blair. He's my boss.

Good evening, sir.
What can I do you for?

Do you ever remember seeing this man?

Would have been 1985.

Sorry, these guys all blend together,

especially if it was that long ago.

Mm-hmm.
But we've got records of every vessel

that's come and gone from
this port since the 1950s.

Some of them have the
names of crew members.

Well, we need May to December, '85.

All right, give me a
minute to pull the files.

Thank you, sir.

I'm wired

On Red Bull and Hennessy

Higher than you

I'm on fire

Peter Rabbit and Little Boy Blue

What the hell is going on here?

Help me, please. Help me.

Oh.

Cottontail.

You think I was coming to save you?

Remember, now, we said
the next one's mine.

So you don't know who the other guy was?

I couldn't see his face.

It was horrible. They were so cruel.

They talked about the next
one. Roven said it was his turn.

All right, they must have been

working together, for
that summer at least.

Right.

This serial we're hunting...

is Ed Roven's mentor.

This is the guy you said
was taking prostitutes?

Roven went to Texas at
the end of the summer.

After that, we found reports

for 31 more missing women in Seattle...

Caucasian, brunette, all the victims

were prostitutes, runaways, or homeless.

Every one of them was last
seen down near Sea-Tac.

The last woman we found

who fit the profile, Becky Russell,

she went missing five days ago.

Maybe this is why Roven

doesn't want us looking for Millie.

He's protecting his friend.

Hey, I've gone through the paperwork

from the dock master's office.

You find Ed Roven?
No.

But the summer Millie disappeared,

there was a private
boat moored on the marina

called "Acquiesce".

It stayed there for five months

and left two days after
Millie disappeared.

Something special about that boat?

Mm, the captain... Amos Scott.

He retired to Fidalgo Island.

I sent him a photo of Millie,
but he didn't recognize her.

But he did remember Ed Roven.

Said Roven worked for
him that whole summer.

Thanks for coming in, Captain Scott.

Well, it's not many things
get me over to the mainland

these days, but a call from
the cops is one of them.

Captain, Detective Asante
said you remembered this man.

Yep. That's Eddie.

Signed on to my crew...

sometime in, uh, '85, I guess.

Didn't stay long, though.

How come?
The way Eddie was...

he was a bit off.

Tell you the truth, he gave
us all the heebie-jeebies.

I was glad to get rid of
him at the end of the season.

Did Ed have any friends?

Yeah, he spent most of his time

with this buddy of his from town.

What the hell was his name now? Um...

Can you describe him?
Yeah. He had this

dark hair, tan, bit of a salesman...

always ready with a glad hand

and the shark eyes,
you know what I mean?

Working construction.

I think he got Eddie a
few jobs off the books.

I remember one time
Eddie borrowed my truck

and a few hundred
bucks against his salary

to go bail this guy out of jail.

Did Eddie say what the charge was?

Solicitation.

This guy picked up a prostitute
down by Sea-Tac there.

[TENSE MUSIC]

It wasn't till 1984 that the brass

finally convinced the city to prioritize

arresting johns over working girls.

Well, it gives us a nice pool
of suspects to wade through.

It's mostly out-of-towners,
guys at their bachelor party.

Look at this.

What? You get something?

Frank Blair.
What, the dock master?

Well, he is now, but, yes, look at this.

Back in '85, he was
working in construction.

Arrested for solicitation
on July 1, 1985.

Bailed out by one Edward Roven.

Frank Blair is Ed Roven's mentor.

Frank Blair! Seattle P.D.!

Help me! Help me!

Help!

Help me! Help!
Go, go, go, go, go!

Help!

Seattle P.D.! Stop where you are!

Open it.

Police. Police.

You're safe. You're safe.
All clear, Detective.

Hey, kid, it's me.
Hey, what's up?

We found Ed Roven's mentor...
a guy named Frank Blair.

What about Becky Russell?
She's pretty banged up.

But she's still alive.
And Millie?

CSU is in Blair's yard now
using ground-penetrating radar.

They think there are at least
seven bodies buried there.

If they find Millie, I want to be there.

Well, we're at the precinct now.

We're booking Blair for murder.

Meet me here. I'll drive
you over to Blair's.

Okay, I just finished my
shift. I'll be there in 15.

He told me what you are.

He told me to take your eyes.

You're a witch!

He told me you have to be stopped!

Hey.

There you go.

Are you sure you're all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Mm.

I guess that pepper spray
key chain I bought you

came in handy after all.

You're gloating. Really?

No, I'm just glad you're safe.

Did they arrest the guy?

Yeah, he's got multiple assault priors,

long history of mental illness.

Looks like you were in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

I'm not so sure.

What do you mean?

I've seen him before with Roven.

They were talking.

Are you saying Roven got
someone to attack you?

The guy called me a witch,

said he wanted to take out my eyes.

That's... it's pretty Roven specific.

I'm probably just
paranoid. Roven's a ghost.

I mean, when he talks to
people, they can't hear him.

Unless they're like you, right?

CSU found 13 bodies at
Blair's cabin so far.

Preliminary IDs came in for the
women who disappeared in 1985,

including Tara Burns.

Wow.

A lot of grateful families
are finally getting answers

about their missing
daughters and sisters.

Did they find Millie?

There's no sign of her at Blair's cabin.

If Millie was taken
the same week as Tara,

killed by the same man,
then it stands to reason

that they would be buried together.

Frank Blair's got a
lawyer, and he's talking.

He says he doesn't know where Millie is.

Can I see him?

Roven killed Millie. I'm sure of it.

If I get close to his best friend,

maybe I can get something off him.

My client has a agreed to cooperate.

He can help close over
60 cold cases today.

You're keen to make a quick deal, Frank?

I had a good run.

We know you were friends with Ed Roven.

The only reason you gave
us the ship's manifests

is because you knew we
wouldn't find his name

on any of the crew lists.

You didn't think that we'd
look for him on private boats,

track down retired captains?

You're thorough, I'll give you that.

We know you and Ed
Roven took Millie Pierce.

I told you already...
I don't know nothing

about that little bitch.

Pick one of the 60 other cases

my client is willing to
confess to, Detective.

Right after we get
an answer on this one.

Where is Millie?

You're asking the wrong guy, Detective.

The only man with all those answers...

he's long dead.

He'll talk. They always do.

He doesn't know where Millie is.

I think Ed Roven took her somewhere.

He's the only one who knows.

And that is why he's so
sure we'll never find her.

And we won't, unless...

Unless what?

How do I question Roven?

Like, get him to tell me what he knows?

It's not that simple.

Detectives go through years of training

before they sit down
to interrogate serials.

Yeah, we don't have that kind of time.

Break it down for me.

Well, there are a couple of
simple techniques you can try.

You can ask him if he has...
Hang on a minute.

I'm not throwing Cassie into a game

of psychological
cat-and-mouse with Ed Roven.

I can handle myself.

He's not your average visitor, Cassie.

Spectral or not, he is
capable of harming you

in ways that go beyond physical.

We told Millie's family we
would do everything we could

to find her.
And we will.

Asante and myself.

So it's fine when you
need my help with a case,

but when it's the other way
around and I come to you,

I get shut down?

You need to decide how you see me, Tom.

Am I the little girl
you want to protect,

or am I the woman who
helps you solve crimes?

You can't have it both ways.

I'm gonna head home, grab a shower.

And I was thinking, on the
way, I'd stop at Council,

talk to Cassie.

Sure.

Asante.

I've worked my share of serials,

but never a copycat until Mark Waterman.

Would you say he was fairly typical?

Typical?

No. Waterman was a special case.

I chalk it up to him

having an up-close and personal
relationship with Roven.

Saw him work firsthand,

but he was more dedicated
to Roven's MO and signature

than any copycat I've ever seen.

I mean, their kills
were almost identical.

Why do you ask?

Uh, just curious.

Mm.

I'm keeping you.

Wait a minute... you're
sure Roven can't hear us?

Yeah, we're good.

I can feel when he's
here and when he isn't,

and right now he isn't, so...

It's good to know the universe

has your back a bit in all this.

Yeah. Where do we start?

Mm.

Let's talk about Roven.

You know, a guy like that,

he needs to feel that he's in control,

that he's the smartest
person in the room.

And you have to go in there
and rock his confidence.

You have to make him give
you the information you need.

Okay. I-I've already tried asking him.

No, you were feeding his
ego instead of attacking it.

It's not that psychopaths
have no feelings.

They just have no empathy
for anyone but themselves.

Now, you can get to Roven.

It just has to be about his needs,

not yours and not Millie's.

Challenge him. Push him.

Make Roven prove he's
smarter and better than you

by giving you what you want.

You want me to piss him off?

In a nutshell, yeah.

Look, it's a dangerous
move, and I won't lie

and say that I know exactly
how Roven's gonna react,

because I don't.

But based on his profile,

it's the one that will
best get a reaction.

Right. Okay, I can do that.

Mm.

So what do you got in your arsenal?

I think he cares about Millie.

When he realized I'd seen
her, he seemed jealous.

Great. Use that.

Lift that rock, and you'll see

all the squirmy bugs that
run through his brain.

Uh, there's something else.

It's something I wouldn't
mention otherwise.

You look like Millie.

I don't think he's hanging around you

just because you can see and hear him.

Gross.

Anything else?

Well, there's this quote...

by Friedrich Nietzsche we
used to say at the Bureau.

"If you gaze long into an abyss...

the abyss also gazes into you."

Ed Roven is the abyss.

I'll be careful. I promise.

Hey.

Thank you.

Anytime.

Here goes nothing.

Peter Rabbit and Little Boy Blue

Hidden in the brush with Mr. Magoo

Along came McDonald
with his trusty gun

And he goes, "Everybody run"

Peter Rabbit

Peter Rabbit

Peter Rabbit

He'll be hopping along

Peter Rabbit and...

Hey.

We need to talk.

You're playing with fire, girl.

Careful you don't burn your fingers.

Did you hear about your buddy, Frank?

He's telling the cops everything.

Says he killed more
women than Ted Bundy.

Says they'll be finding
bodies for years.

Not Millie, though.

No, because she was too special

to go into that pit
behind Frank's house.

You didn't want that for her.

You're sweet on her.

You think that loving
Millie made you human,

made you normal.

But that's just a fake-out...

a con.

You're no better than Frank.

You couldn't control yourself.

You're pathetic.

Careful now.

Do I remind you of her, Eddie?

Is that why you started coming around?

Because I look like the girl you lost?

You ought to stop.

Is it the eyes or the hair?

I mean it.

Hmm?

You didn't lose Millie,
Ed. You killed her.

And you enjoyed it.

Just like you'd kill me...

if you could.

You're thinking about it.

Ah, look at you...

just dying to wrap those
hands around my throat

and squeeze.

But you can't hurt me.

Can't I?

I'll show you.

I'll show you what I did to her.

I'll show you everything.

Do it, then.

Come on, you coward!

Pretty, ain't she?

The way she looked at me...

with those emerald eyes of hers...

She didn't know you were a killer.

Not yet, I wasn't.

Never killed anything
didn't have four legs

and a brain the size of a plum.

When I was with Millie,

I didn't think about that.

And when you were with Frank?

Well, now...

that was a different story.

That's the summer I
fell in love with Millie

and the summer I discovered who I was.

Help me.

Oh, Cottontail.

Did you think I was coming to save you?

Remember, now, you said
the next one's mine.

Frank showed me a whole new world.

And it was as dark
as Millie's was light.

I could have gone on
like that forever...

spending my days with Millie,

my nights with Frank.

I had everything I wanted.

It was Frank who said I had to choose.

When I couldn't, I
guess he chose for me.

No!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

No, stop!

Please, no! Stop, please!

Millie swore she wouldn't tell.

She just wanted to live.

In that moment, she'd
promise me anything.

But I knew she was lying.

I couldn't stand her
staring at me like that...

begging...

pleading.

Those pretty eyes of
hers were almost enough

to sweet-talk me out of it.

Almost.

You didn't take out her eyes?

No, ma'am.

But I never gave another girl
a chance to change my mind.

You're never gonna find Millie, never.

You okay there, Cottontail?

Get away from me.

Get away!

Hey.

You all right?
Never better.

I think I know where Millie is.

Roven wanted to remember
her when she was happy.

He told me it was a lovely spot.

It's where they met.

It looks like it's gonna be a long day.

The ground's frozen in places,

and after 30 years of soil displacement,

moisture, decomposition...

Don't get my hopes up.

I've got it.

I just, uh...

wanted to check in on you.

Thanks.

You weren't kidding about the abyss.

What those women went through...

I know it wasn't
happening in the moment,

and there's nothing I
could do to save them.

I just wanted to look away,

shut my eyes.

But Millie... she came to me,

and she asked for my help, so...

I forced myself to watch...

when he killed her.

She was just so scared.

And even though she couldn't see me,

I guess I was hoping

that the universe would...

somehow find a way to
connect us so that...

in that moment...

she'd know she wasn't alone.

It sounds crazy.
It doesn't.

You did a great thing.

GPR's hit on something about
30 feet from the gazebo,

down by the trees,
but it's getting dark.

We're gonna have to
come back in the morning.

I guess Millie's waited this long, so...

I'll see what we can do.

I got something!

We came as soon as we got your call.

Is she here?

Did... did you find her?

She's here.

That's hers.

That's Millie's.

Do you know who did this?

We believe the man was
executed many years ago.

We can talk about it when you're ready.

Thank you...

for bringing our little girl home.

This way, please.

Someone, somewhere

Somewhere, somewhere in summertime

Someone, somewhere,
someone, somewhere

In summertime

Somewhere, somewhere

In summertime

Somewhere, somewhere,
somewhere, somewhere

In summertime

In summer...

All C Block inmates
prepare for yard detail.

Mr. Waterman.

Detective Hackett.

This is a surprise.

I hear you're pleading insanity.

The big
defense lawyers were lining up

to work for me pro bono.

A headline-grabbing
case, they say.

Apparently I have PTSD

from witnessing Ed Roven kill my mother.

And that drove you to kill?

Allegedly.

Did you ever see Ed
Roven after that night?

Did you ever hear his voice?

At the trial.

What about after he was executed?

That's an odd question.

How would I be able to
see and hear a dead man?

I've heard of things like that.

The way you murdered Shannon Bell,

it was very similar to Ed Roven's work.

Beyond copycat, really.

It's almost like he's
whispering in your ear,

telling you what to do.

That's crazy.

Are we done?

Yeah, we're done.

I'll see you at court.

I'll be testifying for the prosecution.

Come on.

Tell you what, son...

it might be about time
we bust you out of here.