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Thank you.

Behind you, Detective.

This is embarrassing.

I'm usually very good at following people.

But not so good at catching up and saying hello?

Oh, yeah.

Hello. That was good.

Hello, I'm Frank Jack.

Monique Dessier.

Dessier? Montreal cop?

So you follow and you interrogate.

What else are you good at?

Nothing. That's my problem.

I seem to be losing all of my small talk with pretty ladies, social races.

Well, if you'll excuse me.

And you give up too easily.

No, no.

Only when I'm hitting on a beautiful woman, I make an ass of myself.

See how beautiful?

Well, you're making progress.

You here alone?

More questions.

I'm sorry.

I just can't help myself.

Can I see some ID?

Okay, I am here alone.

Oh, no, I'm not married anymore.

I just never took it off.

But you live alone?

Yes. All alone? Yes.

How do you fold your sheets?

It's something I just never, but I look at the hang of it.

Ladies and gentlemen, would you please take your seats?

You know, look, before we just get started, I don't mean to rush things,

instead of sitting here and listening to some quack explaining how criminals

come from bad toilet training, wouldn't you rather go someplace and have a nice

drink and maybe watch the falls?

I'd like that, but I can't. I'm sorry.

Why not?

Because I'm the quack.

Excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the second half of the season of

Our speaker today is forensic psychiatrist Dr. Monique Deshiers.

My chief wanted me to have a change of pace, a little fresh air.

I feel fine.

I want another case. But you're feeling fine.

Well, yeah, sure. Sleeping well, enjoying yourself.

Well, you know how we've had a kind of a long string of tough cases.

Am I that easy to read?

It's the profession, Frank.

How long has it been for you, Frank?

I like the streets.

All right, now come on. Let's talk about you. Me?

Okay. I teach. I consult with the police in Montreal.

Oh, I'm dead. I like the way you say that. Montreal.

You should see it sometime.

Who's the fool that let you get away?

This fool.

This is Paul.

He was a teacher, too.

He died a year ago.

I'm sorry.

See, what happens when I talk to you, I put my big, flat foot in my mouth.

Forgive me.

Yes.

Will you help me with something, please?

Sure, of course.

It's a ritual.

Maybe a silly little ritual, but it's something I've been meaning to do for a

while.

This is to yesterday.

Yesterday.

Sure you are.

Hello. Frank.

Chief.

Sorry, Frank. It's bad.

Serious? No.

It's just for him.

Oh, God.

I'm really sorry, Frank.

She was killed earlier tonight.

Jogging in the park.

I'll... I'll get you a point.

That's Jess.

My goddaughter.

You didn't have to pick me up, did you?

Yeah, fine.

Right.

Did you ever know Jess's dad, Tommy Floyd? I know he was your partner for

10 years?

No, 11 years.

Until the day he died.

You know, for what it's worth, I think it's lousy.

Yeah. I want to know.

All of it.

I'm going to let it go for now, okay?

Tell me what, Clark.

Riverside, near the school, she was jogging.

Apparently, she ran along.

Go on.

Could you do this later, Frank?

Murder weapon?

Right.

It was over in a second, Frank. She never knew what hit her.

Where'd they find the weapon?

It was left in the room.

There's more, isn't there?

Will you leave it alone now, Frank?

Will you please leave it alone?

It's worse when you drag it out.

I need to hear it all.

All right.

Remember one thing.

She died instantly.

Just remember that.

Her eyes and mouth were teal shut with cool.

You didn't have to come in.

I told him that.

Take whatever time you need, Frank.

I don't need time, Chief.

I need information.

I need whatever you got so far.

Wait a minute. Wait.

You're talking like you're part of this case and you're not part of this case.

I will keep you informed.

I'll tell that to Ray Boyce.

Boyce? Yeah.

Boyce is working this?

Am I getting through to you?

You're in pain and you're beat and I can see that you're getting hot. I don't

want to step on you, Frank. Not now.

But no detective works a case that's personal.

Yeah, but Boyce... John, Boyce is wrong for this. He is wrong for it. I mean,

the man's methodical. He's a plotter. Are you going to stay in my face about

this? Am I going to lose my patience and lock you out of the building?

Yeah, I know.

I'll talk to Boyce.

I'll get briefed. And then you'll walk away.

I'm at death about 10 .30. Why they run at night, I don't know.

I hear she was an honor student at Columbia.

You'd think she'd know better.

Her blood tests show no signs of drugs or alcohol.

That's hard to believe.

What do you mean by that?

College kids, right?

Oh, by the way, Lieutenant, I know she was your goddaughter.

Hell, I'm a godfather myself.

My nephew in New Jersey.

I hardly ever see him. We were very close.

Close? How close is close?

What did you know about her?

What the hell are you talking about?

I know a million things about her. Her private life?

Look, Ray, it almost seems like you're trying to taunt the lieutenant, which

would be a lousy idea.

But the thing is, if you've got something, lay it out in the open.

It's sort of a diary.

She started it about a year ago.

Him and his boyfriend.

Yeah, I met him once.

Looks like he pulled her into a pretty fast crowd.

Group sex, drugs, blindfolds.

Rich college kids.

Some fun, huh?

I'm just telling you. Cut the crap and just tell it, okay?

She wrote about that.

How it felt.

But she got bored with it.

And with him. This, uh... Gregory Gale.

What did he have to say?

I haven't spoken to him.

You haven't spoken to him? This kid's family's a good box, and I'm going to

to dance with his lawyer when I bring him in tomorrow morning, and I've got to

be prepared. I mean, that's my way.

Preparation.

Hey, Greenberg.

It's my case, huh?

Have it ready by 8 a .m.?

Hello,

Rick.

Do I know you?

Yeah, Jess Foy introduced us once.

Remember? Her godfather. Right.

What do you want with me?

Talk.

You know I don't have to let you in. I didn't ask you to come in, but thanks.

What happened to Jess was terrible, but I haven't seen her in three months.

And anything I'm going to say about it...

I'm going to stay tomorrow with my lawyers present.

So, what's the point?

Am I supposed to be scared or something?

Look, I don't have time for your little show, so why don't we just talk,

huh?

Look, this is getting boring.

Why don't you have a band?

Greg, let me tell you what happens.

I ask questions and you answer me. If you don't, I'll probably lose control.

I'll probably hurt you, Greg, because a girl I love is dead and disfigured, and

I don't much care what happens to me.

Do you get my point?

Now, let's start with that group of yours, that sex games.

Tell me about it. Look, I don't know.

Bunch of friends, that's all.

You brought Jess into it? Yeah.

We were just having fun. Nobody got hurt.

And drugs were part of it?

Yeah, we did some drugs.

Not much.

Somebody would be blindfolded.

Undressed.

It was the mystery.

Not knowing who you were with.

Not knowing who was watching.

And Jess, she liked it. At first.

At first, and then what?

She said she wanted to straighten up.

Quit drugs. She stopped coming to the parties.

She left me.

And when she left, did you care?

Of course I cared.

I loved her.

You loved her. Yeah.

I wanted her back.

Were you mad at her, Greg?

No.

I knew you'd think that.

But I would never do anything to hurt her.

Never.

I heard she was seeing someone. A therapist.

I lost track of him.

You got a name for this therapist?

Dr. Archer, I think.

Somewhere near Columbia or something. I don't know.

We'll talk again, Greg.

Thanks for the beer.

Hey, Frank, Bobby Giannetti. I guess you're out of town. We got an open share

for Friday night's poker game.

If you get back in time, call me. Come on over. Bring lots of money, okay?

Frank?

It's Jess.

Look, I know you're in Canada right now, but as soon as you get back, please

call.

I can't explain right now. Just call me, okay?

I need your help.

Bye.

As soon as you get back, please call.

I can't explain right now. Just call me, okay?

I need your help.

Dr. Beverly Archer.

And you are Lieutenant Janik. Yes.

Come in.

As I said on the phone, I only have a few minutes before my next client

And I'm sure you realize the principle of confidentiality between patient and

therapist applies even after death.

I understand, but... I can't reveal to you the content of my sessions with

Jessica, I'm afraid.

Dr. Archer, I, uh...

I think I know why you're uncomfortable revealing certain things about Jessica.

I heard some things that shook me pretty good.

I know about the sexual games. I know about a group of drugged -out friends.

I can understand why that would make you uncomfortable.

What do you need from me, Lieutenant?

Everything.

I thought I knew Jess very well.

I didn't.

I need you to fill me in.

On her...

Private thoughts and fears, fantasies?

Why would you need to know that?

Because I'm trying to catch your killer.

You're the detective, but I fail to see why you would need every intimate detail

of her life to solve the crime of a girl assaulted in a park.

That's right. I am the detective.

But in this case, you are also the friend.

Godfather. Father figure.

Meaning? Perhaps there are other reasons for your wanting to uncover these

private details.

Jessica was a beautiful young woman.

Jessica was like a daughter to me.

I need to know who she talked about. I need to know if she was afraid of

anybody. I need to know why she was upset the day before she died.

I can tell you this much.

She never mentioned to me that she was afraid of anyone or afraid of being

harmed. Now, you can tell me everything, Doctor. Then I'll sift through it and

decide what's important, all right?

I'll consider it.

I'll go through my notes and see what I feel is appropriate.

My first loyalty is to Jessica.

Doctor, I'd appreciate any help you could give me.

I have your number.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm terrific.

You look worse than usual.

Want me to go in with you?

No. Somebody will do it myself.

I'll grab a cab later.

Okay.

I loved you so much.

I'm sorry we keep missing each other. How are you? How are you doing?

Um... Not well.

Well, I was wondering if, um... I was wondering if you could come to New York.

I know we just met. I, uh... What?

I need your money.

I know that was not easy for you to say, Frank.

liked hearing it.

Did you?

Yes.

I miss you.

Good. Good, I miss you too.

Look, um, they owe me some time off, and if I can get someone to cover for me,

maybe by Saturday?

That's, uh, that's great.

Saturday'd be great.

Frank, Chief wants to see you.

Yeah, Monique, I gotta go now, but, um...

Okay. I'll call you back. All right. I'll talk to you later. Bye.

So Boyce went over my head and came whining to you, huh? To tell me you were

stepping all over his case. I personally warned you, Frank. You went against my

order. Because your order stinks.

You're on the line, Frank.

No, John.

I'm over the line.

And you know this case is over Boyce's head. You know it.

And you know that, God's order or not, this is my kind of case.

So give it to me, John. Turn me loose.

Or I'm finished.

I can't work for you anymore. Pick it up.

You pick it up.

You're right about Boyce.

He'll do it by the numbers. That's why I picked him.

What are you saying?

There's an FBI team on this.

FBI? No leaks.

That's how it has to stay.

I don't understand.

Why the feds?

Jess's death was not a random murder.

It's a serial killer.

She's victim number eight.

Same commando knife, eyes and mouth sealed.

Why didn't you tell me?

I remember you and Tom used to take Jess everywhere.

It was like she had two fathers.

After Tommy died, she leaned on you. I knew how you felt.

I thought this case would break you down, Frank.

I'm still here.

I've set up a briefing with the FBI team. Tapper is the agent in charge.

If he accepts your help, you're in.

Now pick it up.

Commando knife is a quick, silent kill. It's a British Army surplus item. Cheap

copies show up everywhere.

Stabbing techniques are described in several martial arts books.

Knives are sold in stores, catalogs. They're practically non -traceable.

The first killing was in your town, Central Park, about a year ago. Charles

King, homeless man, mentally ill.

You think it was a practice run? After the homeless man, four months passed.

Then the McDonald brothers in Connecticut, two months.

Then Cynthia Morrison, her grown daughter in Seattle, two more months.

The Wexlers, Fort Worth.

So he hits on a two -month rhythm. Broken by Jessica Foy's murder, only one

month after the Wexlers.

He's escalating.

Yeah, he's way ahead of us.

And he's escalating, and we still haven't found a pattern. Look, as far as

know, he can hit anyone, anywhere, and probably within a month.

Or less.

So you've turned up no connection.

The McDonald brothers and Robert Wexler grew up in Cleveland.

That's only three out of eight. So far, there's no connection.

Herb T., Lieutenant.

No thanks.

What about the glue?

Well, a psychiatrist thinks it may be a way of silencing so -called witnesses.

These corpses have seen him commit murder, so he witnesses them blind and

Maybe so they don't haunt him.

Oh, and he leaves one more calling card. It took us a while to pick this up.

Here.

Here, and here, and one more.

See? A weed.

Look at the blow -ups.

Maybe he's using these weeds to mock the victim somehow.

Shawnee has no respect for them.

A weed, a cheap throwaway knife.

Yeah, we'll find a pattern.

If there is one.

Well, these are hardly casual or random kills. No, this is classic serial killer

profile. We just haven't found the trigger.

No, what I'm saying is, what if it isn't a serial killer?

Thanks, Al.

Okay.

Am I offending you? You're questioning eight months of hard work.

Based on what? You know, I thought you were some sort of serial killer expert,

or I wouldn't have thought twice about bringing you in here. That's just it.

I've never heard of a serial killer without a target profile.

We'll find it. Maybe you're so busy looking for it that you're ignoring the

other possibility.

What? This is obviously a homicidal maniac we got here. With a list.

With a list of specific people.

Names. Addresses. This is not someone who killed by the phases of the moon, or

is triggered by a young man or long, dark hair.

What if he has a list?

What if he knows these people? What if he's the one common factor that links

them all together?

Oh, man, and how would you find that?

By treating it as a simple victim -specific homicide.

Take each victim, search their background, see if we can come up with

possible enemy. That's a waste of time we don't have. It's the wrong road,

All right, then don't take it.

Don't take it, I'll take it.

You run your serial killer program, I'll run my simple homicide.

And just maybe I'll drop this monster before you do.

That sounds like a wager, Lieutenant.

Time limit?

Before the end of the month.

Before he kills again.

I'll tell you why not.

We have a pile of other cases.

They're the experts on this.

Crazy's going to kill again soon.

They can't find it. Maybe we can.

John, I want to put my team on this.

No team.

Just you two.

John, that doesn't give us an even plan. Two weeks.

Bring me something substantial in two weeks or it's over and you're back on

caseload.

Deal.

It was wonderful, huh?

How was flight? Oh, it was easy. It went pretty well.

I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up when I was... Oh, no, no, no. I can't. It was

easier. Good.

Come on in.

Let me take that. Oh, thank you.

Thank you. Oh, I am going to know you so well.

I hope so.

You know, if psychiatrists could make health calls, we would save a lot of

You can tell a lot about a person just by seeing his nest.

Oh, really?

What can you tell about me?

Now? Yeah, sure. Why not?

Okay.

All right, this is the man who enjoys literature.

He likes music.

Do you play?

Yeah, well, I pick a little.

He has the deep respect of the past.

Not materialistic, no.

And he cleans up in a hurry.

You sure you're not a detective?

Okay,

your turn.

My turn? It's only fair.

Oh, no, I don't have anything to work with.

I do have a lady's purse.

You know, you can tell a lot about a woman from what she keeps in her purse,

know? Uh -huh.

Ah.

She is very neat.

And organized.

Irritatingly organized.

Huh? And, uh... She's sentimental and she has a respect for the past.

And she doesn't take herself too seriously.

Very good.

So that's it?

Well, yeah, there's nothing.

I usually work better with clothing.

Clothing is my thing.

Thank you.

Ah.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Holt Renfrew. That means she spent some time in Canada.

And she's very trim.

She's about 5 '7".

I like your

perfume.

She's very sensual.

He's romantic.

She's irresistible.

I'm glad she's here.

I'm very glad she's here.

Well,

that guy Tapa's a gentleman, I'll give you that. We've got every file and

at least we're starting even.

Even? They've been on the case for eight months.

We've got 14 days.

Well, where do we begin?

Well, I think we should skip the homeless man for now.

I'll buy that he was a practice run.

You start with McDonald Brothers file.

Yeah, go beyond the file. Everything.

I'll stay with Jess.

Okay. First, let me make some coffee.

Oh, Aaron. Yeah?

He had herb tea, the feds. What kind of herb?

I don't know. All kinds of herbs.

See what I can do.

Frank?

Hi, friend.

How you doing?

How did I miss her?

Yeah, me too.

I saw you at the funeral, but I didn't feel like talking. I'm sorry.

Do you know?

Frank, do you know her? She looks familiar.

How about the wound?

No, I don't recognize it.

Looks pretty rough.

Well, she could handle herself.

She never had a chance.

Fran, why the hell did she run alone?

She was always testing herself.

You know, she'd take any dare.

Like drugs?

Did she tell you about Greg and his fun at games?

Were you shocked?

I heard, I guess.

Don't be.

I mean, she... She wasn't twisted or... She was just determined to try

everything once because... Because life's so short.

Um... I'm supposed to pack her stuff up. Her mother said.

I mean, if you're done here... Fran.

something bothered her the day before she died.

She left a message on my machine.

Did she say anything at all to you?

The only thing she said was, I'm going to leave my therapist.

I have to leave my therapist.

I think that was it.

I asked her why, but she never answered.

That was the day that she... that it happened.

I need to talk. You just call me, okay?

Thank you.

She said, I have to leave my

therapist. And that was a quote from her roommate, Fran Dunning. She said

nothing about it to me.

Often in a therapeutic relationship, I come to represent some authority figure

in a patient's past.

Her leaving me would be acting out against that figure.

Did she ever tell you she was training in the martial arts? She never spoke of

it. What did she speak of?

Or are you still holding back?

I'm still respecting a patient's right to fight.

Philadelphia your hometown?

I grew up in Ohio, but that had nothing to do with it. Cleveland's a great city.

I never thought so.

I'm going to keep coming. back here, Doctor, until you decide to open up.

All I can tell you is that Jessica came to me to examine her... their devil

side, she called it.

She felt that it was leading her astray.

We had just barely begun when... That's all I can tell you.

That's something.

I'm not trying to hide anything, Lieutenant.

If there were anything, I was fond of her, too.

hard enough to be thank you if I think of anything

I'll keep in touch

Well? Cleveland.

Okay, great.

You've got three other Cleveland's. But this one doesn't fit the profile.

So?

So I still want you to check her out.

Monique says you've written a couple of articles for psychiatric journals.

Tell me about Monique.

What about her? I want to meet her. I think she's good for you.

You look neater.

You smell good, too.

I've got some herb tea, Monique. Thank you.

That meant okay?

Thank you, Harry.

You know what the archer said about Jess leaving her? It's actually his fault.

How's that?

It takes time for a patient to transfer feelings from an authority figure to a

therapist. Jess wasn't with her long enough.

Why would she lie? What keeps bugging me is that she's evasive, controlled.

Even so, she was nowhere near six of the killings when they happened.

I think we should forget about Archer for a while. It's a waste of time, and

time is something we haven't got.

He had just passed top school in Virginia and here in New Jersey before

retired four years ago.

She's number nine, two weeks since Jessica Floyd's death. He's doubled his

frame. Are you still in the betting mood, Janik?

I don't care who wins, Stamper.

I just want to see the sick bastard dead and buried.

And I'll bring the shovel.

The bag is a quick kill.

The glue is driven by the killer's need to silence his victims.

So the only real calling card, something he leaves as a message to us, the

weeds. This is going to tell us who the killer is.

This is his signature.

Like DeMarco Zorro.

Keep talking.

Zorro left a Z.

Pink Panther left a white glove.

Black Panther stagecoach Robert left a poem.

This is who I am.

The debt's paid. Catch me if you can. Signed.

Homicide, Sergeant.

I know.

Y 'all wait.

The Scarlet Pimpernel left a flower.

Yes, I'm here.

Let's do it.

1963, 1964.

These are not weeds.

Great. Yes, these are not weeds.

I appreciate it.

Yes, ma 'am. Bye -bye.

They're not weeds.

That's why the FBI didn't pick up on it. They started out by calling them weeds.

What are they?

Flowers. Poor man's flowers. Look here.

Look where he left it. By each of the victims.

Huh? Look here.

Huh? Where are they?

Against the wall.

Flowers against the wall.

Flowers on the wall.

Now turn that around what I just said.

Blossom the flower.

Blossom the flower. Blossom the flower. Blossom the flower. Turn it around.

Blossom the flower.

Blossom.

A wallflower.

Yeah.

That's a woman's kind of signature.

Right. The killer could be female.

Exactly.

A woman who sees herself as plain, who dresses that way, who has no

relationships.

I know Archer's not the killer.

She was miles away.

But I keep coming back to her.

Why?

This time I'm with you, Frank.

Take a look.

The latest victim is a teacher at a private girls' prep school in Virginia.

checked every name through the registrar's office. Look at that.

Victim number four, Cynthia Moss.

When she was Cynthia Dexter, she went to the same school.

And so did guess who?

Beverly Archer. So every victim is tied either to New York, where she practices,

Cleveland, where she grew up, or Virginia, where she went to school.

The key to this whole thing is in Archer's house, Frank. If we could just

there. Yeah.

We could never get a warrant.

Yeah, I know.

So, how are we going to get in? We don't. We send someone else in. Someone

know.

Who?

Leo Titus.

Your snitch? He owes me.

No way.

Frank, he's a terrific second story guy. Goes in and out like a ghost. Aaron,

you think we should send in a burglar? Yes.

Look, we're taking out the place, right?

That's believable. We see a suspicious person coming out, we bust him. He's got

some valuables on him, plus something that ties Archer into the killings. He

trades us the evidence, we let him walk. That's believable, too.

Now we got something in our hands to take to the chief and get a warrant.

It's dirty, Aaron.

Yes, it's dirty. What do you want to do, wait for number 10?

Archer is dirty, Frank. We got four days left or the chief shuts us down.

I'll think about it.

Leo Titus, Frank Jarrett.

Let's go to play.

Oh, I'm sitting right here. You can talk to me. Talk to me. Why isn't he

talking? Relax, Leo. Just fill him in.

I go in, I search.

Maybe take a few valuables just to make it look good.

I'm really hunting for something suspicious.

I'm sure that comes, right? I'm looking for clues.

I got the name of the nine victims.

Nine you.

I got the killer's M .O. I got the cities where it happened. He's got a

memory. Top 40 IQ in the hands of a brain surgeon.

This guy's a clown.

Hey, talk to me, huh?

Chill out, Leo.

He's got a mouth, but he knows what he's doing.

Anything weird, I pick it up. Or I remember it.

What if he comes up empty?

He's doing it again.

He comes out with his satchel. It's in his left hand, we bust him, and his

right, he's got nothing.

So? Are we on or what?

Once she leaves the teacher class, it takes her ten minutes to get to the

classes, fifty minutes, ten more minutes to get back home.

Well, then leave your place clear for seventy minutes. Correct me if I'm

You've got forty -five minutes in and out, Tops.

You've been there forty -six minutes. I'm going to come in after you, and I'm

going to bust you hard. Oh, now he's threatening me?

Hey, Leo, talk to me. I'm sitting right here. Talk to me. Hey, you don't have to

threaten me. I'm doing a favor for Mr. Greenberg here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Gentlemen.

Ten minutes to seven, Leo. You see her leave, you watch her go around the

corner, you go in.

Jeez, I've got the locks cased already. No problem.

Can I get a beer? Make it to go.

It's been a pleasure.

What's the matter with you?

He knows what he's doing.

Do we?

He's in.

653. He's got until 738.

Make it 740.

In fact, it's very thorough.

Man. Let me hope for 15 minutes.

That game's 45 minutes, sir. Very specific.

Five minutes, Chris. Five minutes. Come on.

When is he coming out?

Any minute, Frank. Any minute. We'll talk about something else. Time will

He'll come walking out of here. Never have I seen him waiting for it.

How's Monique?

Monique?

Monique's fine.

She liked you.

She did?

Yeah. I think he's terrific.

I'm going in.

Frank, call it in.

Tell him I think we've got a burglary in progress.

Frank.

2835, this is Hilton.

Do you have a unit 85 west of 12 west of 14th place?

We owe.

Frank.

Oh, boy.

and announce their dreams.

Congratulations, Frank.

Agent Tapper says he owes you the best dinner in town.

What about the girl?

Aaron will fill you in on that.

Is she dead?

Yes, Frank, she's dead.

You get yourself mended, all right?

Take care.

Hey, Frankie.

What are you doing?

Hey.

Send me in, coach.

Yeah, right.

Her name was Diane Proctor.

She killed her parents nine years ago.

She was sent to a hospital for the criminally insane.

When they said she was cured, they'd only release her if Archer would watch

see her every day, keep her on medication.

I think I saw her at Archer's.

Yes, she was a patient of Archer's. Even lived in the same building, right

downstairs.

Archer treated her at the psychiatric hospital.

Proctor trusted her. Over the years, she develops an obsessive attachment for

her therapist.

Sneaks into Archer's files, even into her private journals. Picks out people

from Archer's past and hunts them down.

Why?

Jealousy, we suppose.

Probably trying to erase everyone from Archer's life except herself.

So what about Archer?

Archer's in the clear.

Proctor's apartment had every bit of evidence we need.

Weapons, glue, airline ticket stubs matching the dates of the out -of -town

killings. It's all there.

This food's not bad.

This is the girl who was in that karate picture with Jess.

Jess obviously knew her. What's the connection?

Jess probably met her as a fellow patient at Archer's.

Diane Proctor had no other friends.

Nobody. So she probably opened up to Jess and told her too much.

Because that made Jess a danger to her.

Exactly. Jess wouldn't know what to believe hearing all that wacky stuff.

That's why she called me.

Mother of pain.

Proctor got to her before she had a chance to tell you or anyone else.

So it's all wrapped up.

Yeah, I guess.

What's wrong with you?

I keep thinking about Leo.

The wise -mouthed, thief -snitch punk, right?

But he had a life, Frank. He was walking around alive.

He had a girlfriend. He had plans for next week, for next year. And now the

little guy's dead and I set him up.

It's on my hands.

No.

Not my hands.

Aaron, if it wasn't for Leo, a lot more people might have been killed.

So he saved them. Leo saved them.

And you saved them with your setup.

Yeah. And I almost got you wise with the deal.

Huh?

Too cute.

Too bad it's dumb.

Yeah.

Frank.

Is it the same dream?

Yeah.

Yeah, the room.

The dark room.

I'm trying to... I'm trying to see something.

Keep going. What are you trying to see?

I'm going to throw a wheel.

I'm trying to see something.

And I practice.

Attacks me. I wake up.

And the first thing I think is Beverly Archer.

Beverly Archer.

What's the connection between what I'm trying to think and Beverly Archer?

I can't let go of it.

Frank? I did see something in my dream in that room. I know I did. I just...

There was a table in that portrait.

But there's no table in the photograph.

There was a table, and there were some things on it.

But, Frank, there's no table. Monique, I know what I saw, all right?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. I just can't figure it out. It's just something.

Maybe... Maybe Archer came in when Aaron was working on me. Before the tech

squad got there. Maybe she had time to hide everything. I don't know.

I just don't understand why I can't see it. Maybe it just didn't register in my

mind. No, no, no.

If it didn't register, it wouldn't be tormenting me.

Then why is it just shapes? Just kind of...

Forms, shapes, colors.

Let's look closer. See this one?

Yeah. This one looks like something.

I don't know.

Macaroni? No, it's spiraling, curling. Even the color. It looks like a

woman's hair curler.

Lots of women use hair curlers, Frank.

Yeah, but this one was on that table. There were some other things.

This is some way to spend your R &R.

All right. I'm looking.

I'm looking, I'm looking.

Well, none of the female victims was wearing hair curlers, sir. Wait a

Wait a minute. What?

Aaron? Frank, I'm going to order a blow -up on a portion of the Beatrice Paz

crime scene photo.

Why? There's a box of hair curlers on the bed table right next to her.

I'm coming in.

A lavender hair curler next to the bed.

Seashell.

Ceramic horse.

Right there.

Any other objects on the missing table?

Glasses.

Stuart McDonald wore reading glasses.

None were found at the scene.

Toothbrush.

Benjamin McDonald was killed while he was brushing his teeth.

No brush was found.

What are you getting at?

I think these are trophies, John.

I think these are trophies from each kill. Why are they in Archer's home?

because Archer sent Diane Proctor into the world as some kind of an avenging

angel. A killing machine.

What's her motive, Frank?

I don't know yet.

I don't know. And I also don't know why the trophies were under this portrait.

There's a lot we don't know. We've got to keep working on it. We've got to keep

digging. The cases are all closed.

We've got the perpetrator. We've got the evidence.

Diane Proctor was not the killer.

Diane Proctor was the killer's weapon. These trophies prove it. Chief, you've

got to admit, the possibility is very interesting.

Maybe, if you had these items in your possession.

But this evidence exists only in the dream, Frank. What do you expect me to

Help us nail Beverly Archer for planning and ordering the death of nine people.

Based on your dream?

No, based on what I saw.

I saw it. I remember it now.

These things were on a table under that portrait.

Give us a chance to prove it. What I should give you is a suspension of both

you. You think I bought that crap about Leo Titus breaking in? You sent him in.

I was this close to letting I .A. fry you for it.

Now... Now you want the case open again because you're not satisfied.

Frank, you're in no position to ask for favors.

Are you satisfied, John?

Huh? Now, I know I'm pushing this. I've been pushing all along because of Jess.

But can you look at these things and tell me that Archer is clean?

No, but I can't tell you that you can't make this case, Frank, and you know it.

I got one chance.

Right. A confession.

And if she's this smart and this devious and controlled, you'll never get it.

I'll get it.

She could find another Diane Proctor tomorrow, the next year.

Or she could decide to be her own weapon, do her own killing.

Then someone else like Jess is going to die.

It starts all over again.

I hear you, Frank. I'm with you. But how do we make her confess?

We've got to find her weakness.

Why don't I audit her class?

As a fellow psychiatrist, it's not an unusual thing to do. I could observe

see if I can give you some insight.

No, no. She's not dangerous without her weapon, without Diane.

Monique, you can't be certain of that. I'll be in her classroom, not alone with

her. She teaches tonight, right?

Seven o 'clock.

I cannot repeat this often enough.

It takes time to build a patient's trust.

Time to lead them back to their most vulnerable years.

Back to survey the damage.

People who are shamed.

Carry deep wounds.

Yes? It's been my experience that sometimes it's valuable to have a

out the one who hurt him, if even to observe.

Yes, it may have a healing effect to see them as human, fallible.

And although dangerous, it may also help to go even further, to confront a

tormentor, to say, you hurt me, and I have carried pain all these years.

To...

Take the damage back to the guilty party.

As Mother used to say, why wait for karma?

On that note, that will be all for tonight.

Excuse me.

Dr. Archer, I'm on a dossier. I enjoyed auditing your class.

Are you a psychiatrist? Yes, from Canada.

I've read...

Your articles. But I'm most interested in the comments you made tonight about

your mother.

Oh? Yes. My parents were never supportive, and my mother was more than

supportive. She was an inspiration.

And a friend.

A teacher, even.

How fortunate.

Is she still alive?

No.

She passed on about two years ago.

Her memory, though, sustains me when things are difficult.

If my mother had her way, I would be living next door to her with four kids.

I don't know who I'd be if it weren't for my mother.

Will you be returning next week, Dr. Desi? Oh, yes, of course.

I'm still in town.

Thank you.

Bye.

Mother was an entertainer, singer, in and around Cleveland.

Did some minor recording.

Very popular locally, never hit the big time.

Beverly lived with her and her sister in Ohio, then brought her out here and

took care of her until she died. Well, two years ago, aren't you, Stephanie?

When was Diane Proctor released into Archer's care?

About two years ago.

Coincidence? Her mother's not with her anymore. She gets Diane Proctor released

into her care and then moves her into her building.

And a year after that, Proctor begins to kill people from Archer's past.

Why? Not why.

Is it Diane Proctor's jealousy and anger, or is it Archer? Is Archer also

psychotic? No, no, not psychotic. Possibly psychopathic.

Beverly Archer is a very angry woman.

She functions well. She smiles.

But the rage is there.

And the key is mother.

Aaron, I want you to see if you can track down anybody that knew Archer at

school in Virginia.

Tonight? Tonight.

I want to see if something happened there.

And then tomorrow, we're going to Cleveland.

We're going to start the day.

Find that sister, right?

Right.

Frank? Yeah?

I don't like what's happening to you.

You are too inside this case, and you can't do everything at once. You can't

solve a murder and mourn someone you love.

I'll mourn after. After you've avenged her?

I want to stop the killing.

Minnie, I'm close.

I really think I'm close.

Pence. What do you got?

The dean down at that girl's school said Archer was the target of a lot of

teasing by a group of girls led by Cynthia Dexter.

One of the victims. Exactly.

And one of the teachers allowed the teasing, even encouraged it.

Beatrice Parsons.

Right again.

He's the kicker. What do you suppose they called Archer behind her back?

Take a wild guess.

Wallflower.

Lieutenant, I'm surprised.

I thought you were in the hospital.

I didn't like the food.

Have you got a few minutes?

I think you know my schedule better than I do.

How many of you got 30 minutes before your next patient?

I won't take all 30.

Dr. Ratcher, I've been having this crazy kind of unsettling dream ever since

that night.

I thought it might be helpful if I came over here and kind of retraced my steps

by day.

You mind?

Handsome woman.

Less conservative people say beautiful.

I can see a resemblance.

That's a cruel joke.

It's not a joke.

Different makeup, change of hairstyle, clothing.

You'd be every bit as attractive.

Why are you here, Lieutenant?

Nothing's ever out of place here, is it?

No ragged edges.

I don't care for these games.

It's your game, Doctor.

But I'm going to win.

I know how you used Diane Proctor.

You trained her and you sent her out to kill.

I'm going to arrest you for murder.

Not today.

Soon.

I'm going to call your superior.

Wyckoff.

John Wyckoff.

Get out of here!

If

you can't

keep him away from me, I will get a restraining order. You don't need one.

Detective Janik is a responsible... He threatened me!

He came to my house and accused me of murder in a case that is closed.

I'll talk to him. When?

When he gets back.

He's out of town.

Cleveland, I believe.

Dr. Archer.

I will speak to him.

That woman just leaving.

Isn't she Monique Dessier?

Yeah, that's Dr. Dessier.

A psychiatrist?

I think so. I can call Lieutenant Janik. He knows.

That won't be necessary. Thank you.

You were mocking me.

Dr. Archer.

You were mocking me, you and Janik.

I do not allow that.

And I do not forget.

Do you think I'm laughable?

No.

I can see it.

I see it very clearly in your eyes.

The turn of mouth.

You are a liar and an evil, deceitful person. I am not lying to you, Dr.

Do you think I haven't met you before?

There are dozens of you.

Poisoners.

Poison from their eyes.

Poison from their mouths.

Don't think you can hurt me and walk away.

I was taught patience, and I keep track.

Dr. Desiree, never forget who your enemies are.

I never forget.

Forgiveness only gives you a second chance to wound me.

I give no second chances.

She thought you were.

She did.

They'll try to poison your mind, she said.

But you will keep track.

And one day the poisoners will choke on their own evil.

And so Diane killed them all.

And everyone with them, the guilty and the innocent.

There were no innocents around those...

Dr. Archer, Beverly,

please.

Come with me.

I hate you, Doctor.

A lot of people are afraid to hate, but not me.

That's my shield.

You cannot destroy me.

No, I'll destroy you, help you.

Please let me help you heal yourself.

You won't win, you know.

You and Janik.

Hello.

Archie followed me. She thinks I'm on the case.

Call the station. Ask for Wyckoff.

Listen to me. She talked about poisoners. Poison from their eyes.

their mouths.

Well, I think it's actually...

Mrs. Pope? Mrs.

Pope? I'm Frank Janik, New York police.

Could you just give me a few moments?

This is Detective Greenberg.

We'd like to talk to you about your sister, Beverly Archer.

Yes, she called me.

You're going to ruin her practice.

Why don't you leave both of us alone?

Did your mother ever talk about the poisoners?

Is that her word?

And one day the poisoners will choke on their own evil.

Was that your mother talking? How did you know that? Beverly told you that?

Poison from their eyes.

Poison from their mouths.

I haven't heard those words for so... Why would Beverly tell you that? I don't

understand why she's talking about mother to you. Yeah, well, we're just

beginning to understand.

But we need your help.

For what?

You caught the killer.

She's dead, isn't she?

It's not that simple, Mrs. Pope. Why did Diane Proctor kill people from

Beverly's pest?

I don't know, but... What are you thinking?

Beverly keeps a life -size portrait of your mother.

I know.

Is that, uh... Is that out of love?

No one could love my mother.

You got out of her way or you joined the cult.

The man who painted that was her lover for a while.

Until he saw what she was really like.

He painted that too.

What do you mean?

He did a second painting after she turned on him.

It was more true to life.

Has your sister ever seen it?

No.

I tried to help them see.

See what?

Mother was a hateful, bitter woman.

She thought everyone wronged her.

Everyone was going to pay.

And what about the people who wronged your sister?

We know that Cynthia Dexter tormented her at school.

What about the McDonald brothers?

The... McDonald's, uh... And another boy were very popular. Bev was not.

Mother had practically erased anything pretty and sexual about my sister.

But then, just to show off, just to prove that her daughter could have

boyfriends, she paid them.

She paid them to pick up Beverly to school dance, shower her with attention

front of the others.

And what happened?

The boys were drinking.

They got Beverly into the car and... Got rough.

They humiliated her terribly.

Left her in the school parking lot half -dressed and hysterical.

Was Robert Wexler involved with that group?

Yes, he was the other boy.

Mrs. Pope, the McDonald brothers were two of the victims.

I heard that, but... Robert Wexler was a third.

Are these the poisoners, Mrs. Pope?

Poison from their eyes. Poison from their mouths.

All of the victims had their eyes sealed shut. Their mouths sealed shut.

With glue.

We believe your sister planned their deaths.

I trained Diane Proctor to be the killer.

Oh, my God.

Go to bed.

Go to bed.

and deaths, Mrs. Pope.

According to Archer's sister, that's their mother's true face.

What do you think? If I show that to Archer, you think that'll shake her

She has her mother on her throne.

But somewhere inside, Beverly knows the truth.

That her mother was the real Poitner.

They showed that I... I think it'll destroy her, Frank.

Good.

Good, I hope so. Because if it works, then I've really got it.

It seemed like you're sorry for her.

No, no.

Not for her, Frank. For you.

I saw hate in Beverly's eyes, and now I'm seeing it in yours.

Malik, she was responsible for Jess's death. And ten other people.

You want...

What, Frank?

What if I do? What if you do?

Vengeance, it eats into you. It makes you less.

Monique, you didn't know Jess.

Jess was the kind of a girl that... She just should have had a life, all right?

What do you expect from me? Anger, fine.

But not hate. It destroys the hater, too.

I can't help the way I feel. Do you know who says that?

People who are afraid to get in touch with their own feelings. People who are

out of... Please don't, don't, please don't. I am not one of your patients,

right?

I think it's time I get back to my own life.

What is it you want, honey?

You think I should go easy on Archer? You think I should let her go? No, no. I

hope she confesses. I hope you arrest her. I just... I can't watch what it's

doing to you, Frank.

She's not the devil. She's ill.

She's the criminally insane, and you are the detective.

As far as I'm concerned, she is the devil.

Look, I'm sorry you don't approve of the way I feel.

You are not listening to what I am saying. And I'm sorry that you wish I

something else, but I'm not.

Underneath the rage is your grief, and you're not dealing with it.

It's not my job to deal with my grief.

Will you be here when I get back?

I've been to see your superior officer, Lieutenant.

You cannot keep harassing me with a case that is closed.

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry. I just came by to tell you that we've caught who I was

looking for.

What do you mean?

Diane Pronter killed nine people, but someone else was the root of it.

Now that we've got her, the case is closed.

What do you mean, now that you've got her?

What is that?

Oh, this is my proof.

I wanted to show it to you before I took it downtown. I thought I owed you that

much. Proof of what?

The perpetrator.

Diane Proctor.

No, the original.

The source, the poison. She's here.

I know what you're doing.

It's a stupid trick. Trick?

You have a mirror there.

A mirror, Janik.

You're so obvious.

I'm supposed to see myself.

And what?

Go into shock.

You are truly pathetic.

He doesn't frighten you?

Frighten me?

No.

What a study, isn't she?

Strong woman.

But you can see the hate.

Do you know what she did to her younger daughter?

She paid boys to date her.

Popular boys, boys like the McDonald brothers, Bobby Wexler.

They were just as mean as she was.

She didn't. Do you know what those boys did to her daughter?

She didn't pay them.

We could ask your sister.

We could call her.

She didn't. I've got the number.

It's over.

Call it in.

I killed her, Hugh.

I killed my mother.

My mama, too.

Somebody call the police.

They said your music's too loud.

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