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[PHONE RINGS]

[BELL owes]

MEGAN: Here's the thing about apologies.

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[GRUNTS]

MEGAN: They don't come naturally to me.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

[MEGAN CHUCKLES]

Making friends?

Filthy creatures.

Oh, it's all part of the food chain, Bud.

Just be glad you're at the top.

Right below me.

Her name is Niki Shumaker. She's 18 years old.

Her student ID tells me she's a freshman at Hoyt University,

and her credit card and cash tells me this wasn't a robbery.

The bartender discovered the body just after closing time. Called it in.

Immediate cause of death appears to be exsanguination.

Killer slashed her throat.

MORRIS: Searched the dumpsters,

canvassed the area for a knife. Nothing turned up.

I don't think we're looking for a knife. The edges of the wound are too jagged.

The neck was somehow ripped open.

Skirt's torn and no underwear.

Possible sexual assault.

BAKER: I'm afraid that's likely.

Bartender says our victim made quite a splash here last night.

Apparently, she walked around the bar kissing one random guy after another.

Well, maybe someone wanted more than just a kiss and followed her out.

Which means there was a bar full of suspects here last night

who are now long gone.

We have their faces.

MEGAN: Yeah, but was the killer in front of the camera or behind it?

Tox screen was negative, but her blood alcohol was 0.1.

No apparent signs of sexual assault.

Huh. In fact, no signs of sexual activity, ever.

Sounds like Niki wasn't the wild child we saw in the photographs.

You know, I'm amazed anybody gets out of college alive.

I mean, heh, I know I had some times that I am legally forbidden to speak of.

Did things get crazy in the game room?

[ETHAN LAUGHS]

ETHAN: Yeah.

MEGAN: Okay.

Someone has drawn circles on her abdomen and hips.

Both sides.

A chunk of hair has been cutaway.

And there is trace on the remaining shafts. Red.

- What? Is it blood? - No. It's powder.

Could be transfer from the murder weapon.

Oh, and we've got a white paste right below the hairline.

Yep. Ahem.

You know, these markings, they might be ritualistic.

- Like Wiccan or satanic. KATE: Or Greek.

Your college student here was pledging a sorority.

What makes you say that?

Those blue circles are a hazing ritual where pledges have to strip naked

so the members can mark fat spots with a pen.

Oh. People wonder why we had eating disorders.

I'll call Bud and tell him to get over to Hoyl University.

You know what? I'll go with him. He's gonna need a translator.

I was Zeta Theta Kappa.

Of course you were.

MORRIS: So, Jazmin, could you check these over?

We found them on Niki's phone.

Yeah. I took these.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

JAZMIN: Niki was on a kissing spree. MORRIS: What?

You have to kiss as many boys as you can inside an hour. It's hazing.

Uh, it's tradition.

It bonds us to the sisterhood for life.

Heh. You use all the lingo, but you completely miss the point.

My sorority sisters never put each other's lives in danger.

We looked out for each other.

Where there any other, uh, traditions that Niki endured?

- She had to go commando for a week. - No underwear.

Yeah. I got that one.

Was Niki forced to cut off a clump of her hair too?

What? No. Look, I liked Niki.

I was trying to help her come out of her shell.

She had a rough life. She lost both of her parents.

She was shy, looking for a place to belong. A family.

Family? You left her in a bar.

Because she asked me to. She wanted to hook up.

- Yeah, well, she died in an alley instead. - Jazmin, pictures?

JAZMIN: I don't know any of these guys.

Wait. I didn't take this last one.

Niki took this herself after I left.

I know that guy.

- Who is he? - Jack Gordon.

He was in Niki's biology class. He was obsessed with her.

Total stalker material.

Want to die.

Okay. So you refill the reservoir from the insulin vial--

Program the pump and change the batteries every two weeks. I know.

Okay. Now I know that you know.

[Slel-ls]

It's too much, Mom.

I mean, keeping a food diary and carb counting and insulin levels.

And now check in every few hours?

Yes. What if you're all alone, you go into diabetic shock again?

I need to know where you are at all times.

You said I'd be able to do things I've always done.

You can, you can. But it's just gonna be a period of adjustment.

It's not gonna happen overnight. Okay?

Can't wait till Aiden gets back so you can leave me alone.

I heard that.

We found 31 photos of Niki kissing 31 guys.

And you know what I find curious?

Yours was the very last photo.

The very last person to kiss her.

Probably the last person to see her alive.

- Niki's dead? - Murdered, actually.

Did you wait for Jazmin to leave so you could get Niki alone?

No, no, no. Niki kissed me and left.

Did she go out the back? Because we found her in the alley.

You cornered her, didn't you? Things got out of hand.

KATE: Makes sense. Jazmin said you were obsessed with Niki.

Said you followed her around like a little lost puppy.

Jazmin is a stuck-up bitch.

Wow. That's quite a temper.

Jack, you knew Niki was gonna be at that bar last night, didn't you?

I overheard her telling friends.

And you wanted to kiss her.

Okay. I mean, okay, it was like my only chance.

She wouldn't do it otherwise, not with someone like me, anyway.

I'm not buying the martyr act, kid.

Stay local.

I got a feeling we're gonna see each other again real soon.

Help me out, Bud.

I mean, the baby shower is only a few days away.

How am I supposed to get the perfect gift if I don't know the sex of the baby?

What's the mystery? Jeannie had horrible morning sickness, she's having a boy.

Actually, my gut tells me it's a girl.

You're never gonna break me.

We ready to get started?

ETHAN: Uh, yeah. First you need to check this out.

Frontal and ethmoid nasal bones are completely shattered.

Maybe the suspect punched her.

Well, if that were the case, we'd usually see a cleaner fracture pattern.

I mean, this looks like somebody stuck a screwdriver up her nose

and started spinning it in circles.

- Ethan? ETHAN: Yeah?

Think I'm gonna need the Stryker saw.

Oh, no. I know that look.

You wanna tell us what's going on in that brain of yours?

It's not my brain I'm worried about.

PETER: Goggles?

Shield.

Saw.

Oh, my God.

MEGAN: That is just what I was afraid of.

Someone has removed her brain.

You knew what you were gonna find before you cut into the skull.

I suspected it.

How? I mean, who suspects a missing brain?

Because I'd seen it before. Three years ago.

It was my very first case when I was a fellow in Fox County.

The victim's name was Jennifer Marshall.

She was the third woman found

with throat slashed, nose battered, brain removed.

Your first case was a serial killer? That's a tough break.

Yes, I remember this.

The guy was a wealthy video-game designer.

Oh, that "Pyramid Invaders" guy.

Wilson Polley.

Back in the good old days, during mummification, the Egyptians,

they would shove an embalming hook up a corpse's nose,

then punch right through the nasal cavity

and churn the brain into soup and pour it out through the nostrils.

He described his entire methodology in a TV interview?

One year before the first murder.

That is very ballsy.

Wilson thought he was too smart to get caught. Big mistake.

All of his victims were members of the PTA

at the high school that Wilson's daughter attended.

They were all women that he had asked out.

I remember hearing about this. It was all over the news.

Rejection was his trigger.

Okay. So Wilson Polley is sewing a life sentence.

So who killed Niki Shumaker?

Copycat killer, obviously, with intimate knowledge of the crimes.

We don't normally release these kind of details.

No, we don't. But you know who did?

The original suspect in the killings, Daniel Grubstick.

He wrote a tell-all book clearing his name.

Original suspect?

Try new suspect.

A copycat killer? You're kidding.

You're not kidding.

MEGAN: Would you mind taking a look

at some crime-scene photos of the new victim?

Why did you bring them to me?

Well, you are the world's self-proclaimed expert on all things Wilson Polley.

Maybe you'll see something that we missed.

Ah. Flattery will get you everywhere with me, Dr. Hunt.

But I think this is more about due diligence.

I was a suspect before, so I'm a suspect again. Right?

Smart man.

Yeah, I am.

Oh, no.

No, no, no. Not Niki.

Wait. Uh, you knew Niki Shumaker?

Of course, I was her high-school English teacher.

But her real name is Niki Marshall.

Wait.

Jennifer Marshall's daughter?

That was Wilson's last victim.

She must have changed her name to get a fresh start in college.

So this wasn't random. The killer knew exactly who she was.

Niki was a good kid. What a tragedy.

Tragedy has been good to you.

Good to me?

My life was turned upside down

because I happened to be in Jennifer's house

three hours before Wilson murdered her.

Um, I didn't read your book.

Why exactly were you there?

Niki left her backpack in the classroom. I dropped it off.

You did that a lot? Make house calls for your female students?

Hey, Lace. Where's your mom?

Thinking up new ways to torture me, I'm sure.

- Oh, come on. It can't be that bad. - It's worse.

Ever since I was diagnosed with diabetes, she's become like the enemy of fun.

Lacey, your mom's just worried about you It's her job.

It's okay. I've accepted it.

I'm never going to have fun again.

Between you and me, if I've learned one thing lately,

it's that life is too short to play it safe.

- Live fast, die young? - No. Live smart, die old.

You control the diabetes, don't let the diabetes control you.

You're the most mature 13-year-old I know, Lacey. You can handle it.

So the lab identified the white substance on Niki Shumaker's forehead.

It's doxepin skin cream.

Doxepin? She didn't have a chronic skin condition.

No, but maybe the killer does.

Oh, can I ask you a personal question?

What do you think Bud's having, a boy or a girl?

How am I supposed to know?

Seriously? You don't have some super-secret scientific insight?

Okay. There is a way to tell just by looking.

- Please tell me. - [IVHISPERS] Ultrasound.

Oh, my God. What a nerd. Thank you for that.

CURTIS: Ha, ha. Are you still talking about that baby shower?

Haven't you ever heard of a gender-neutral gift?

Yes, I have. It just-- It leaves me uninspired.

Well, this ought to inspire your ass.

That red trace you found on Niki's hair shaft? It's Congo red.

[IN NORMAL VOICE] What is a biochemical marker doing

in a sorority girl's hair?

CURTIS: Not sure yet. But it got me thinking.

What if Wilson's copycat took a trophy? Something Wilson never did.

But why perfectly re-create Wilson's crime,

only to use a distinct signature to set yourself apart?

To impress Wilson.

Mm-hm.

So I went online, found this site, Wilson's Posse.

It's where Wilson groupies go to play.

And since fans write fan letters,

why don't we find out who's been writing Wilson Polley?

[LOCK BUZZES]

I gotta say, orange is definitely your color.

Ah. What brings you here? What do you want?

Jennifer Marshall.

Her daughter was killed two nights ago.

Who? Niki?

Throat slashed, brain removed. Sound familiar?

The real killer is back.

Not a moment too soon.

I've grown tired of doing time for his crimes.

Heh, heh. You're really not gonna sing that same old song again, are you?

You came here to see me. Not the other way around.

What about Wilson's Posse?

You don't think one of your many admirers killed Niki to impress you, their big hero?

I despise that little cult. It's despicable.

You see, their admiration is predicated on the assumption that I'm guilty.

They think it's so cool to idolize a monster,

and thanks to you, that's exactly how they see me now.

Then, Wilson, we want the same thing.

If you are innocent, helping me find the real killer will only help you.

Even if it proves you wrong?

Sure. I follow the evidence wherever it leads.

Well, sometimes evidence lies.

Your DNA was on Jennifer. Fact.

I licked her ear.

Doesn't mean that I killed her. Heh.

We both know you did.

Do we?

Now, this is what your mistake has cost me.

It's your daughter, Sophia.

Can you imagine what all this has put her through?

You see, I don't have a problem with the world believing I'm evil incarnate,

but not my little daughter.

Are you gonna help me or not?

Uh...

Gotta think about it.

Think fast.

WILSON: From my fans.

No. You have to promise me one thing first.

When you realize I'm innocent,

I want an apology for the years you stole from my life.

Here's a thing about apologies, Wilson.

They don't come naturally to me.

"Wilson, you are my inspiration.

You never explain yourself to the masses of sheep that inhabit this world.

But the more they judge you, the freer you become."

I didn't write that.

Are you sure? Because it's signed "Gordon Jackson."

And you're Jack Gordon. It's quite clever.

We could do a handwriting comparison.

Okay, maybe I did write it.

Well, thanks for owning up, Jack.

Uh, so a serial killer is your inspiration. How far do you take that?

Enough to kill Niki and rip out her brain

to show Wilson how much you're worthy of his attention?

No, no, no. I would never hurt Niki.

MORRIS: Level with me, Jack.

When did you figure out that Niki was Jennifer Marshall's daughter?

I recognized her on the quad from pictures in Mind Games.

We became friends.

Well, you made sure of that.

Did you tell her you knew exactly who she was?

Friends are honest with each other, right?

All I ever tried to do was protect her.

Do you know how many crazies there are in the world?

Yeah. I think I do.

You're an organic chemistry major, are you?

Yeah.

Why were you working with Congo red?

I was making Congo red indicators and testing them against acids and lye.

So what?

Because the killer cut off a clump of Niki's hair.

The remaining shafts had transfer on them.

Congo red.

You took a trophy.

Yes.

[SNIFFS]

[JACK slel-ls]

Niki always smelled so sweet.

I knew I'd never be that close to her again,

so I cut off some of her hair when she kissed me.

Just to remember her by, you know.

But I swear, I never hurt her.

Okay, freak show, you're under arrest.

Come on. Let's go.

PETER: Hey. KATE: Hey.

- Is that for the Niki Shumaker case? KATE: Yeah.

I'm casting the tool marks inside her calvarium

to compare them to the original victims. Fox County is sending over the casts.

I've already got them. I was gonna do this, but you kind of beat me to the punch.

Yeah, I just felt like I should do it. I was a sorority girl too.

So, uh, these all have the same unique groove imperfections

from the tip of the hook,

and all linked to the same killer, Wilson.

Let's compare them to Niki's.

Perfect match.

You know what this means, right?

[KATE CHUCKLES]

Yeah. Megan is not gonna be happy.

I didn't make a mistake.

All four victims had their brains extracted with the same hook.

That suggests a single killer.

Since Wilson was in prison when Niki Shumaker was murdered,

he probably didn't kill the original three victims either.

You cannot be serious.

I think we need to consider the possibility that Wilson is innocent.

What about the DNA that I found on Jennifer Marshall?

It doesn't prove murder. He was never even tied to the first two victims.

He knew every one through the PTA.

So did Daniel Grubstick. He was a teacher at the same high--

Look, Megan, I get it okay? I do.

It was your first case. You were eager to prove yourself.

- Mistakes happen. - Not to me.

Wow. Heh.

You know what? I'm really sorry,

but a falsely imprisoned man takes precedence over your ego. Okay?

- Wait. - No, we're done.

No, wait a minute. Heh.

I know exactly what Wilson is doing, and it's brilliant,

and you are playing right into it.

You convinced Jack Gordon to kill Niki on your behalf.

I helped you, Dr. Hunt. And this is the way you show me your gratitude?

You told him where to find your brain hook.

Oh. Can you even conceive of a world where you might be wrong?

And you knew that if he used it to kill Niki,

it would look like one person killed all four,

and then you would get a get-out-of-jail-free card.

What's the matter, Dr. Hunt? ls the evidence proving I am innocent?

Don't pack your bags just yet.

Oh, your bravado seems a little bit forced.

But I know why. Because you're all alone on this at work, aren't you?

Well, it's gotta be so frustrating.

They underestimate you. I don't.

Well, then I believe this conversation is over.

I'll just sit here and wait for the truth to set me free.

Fine. Nothing you can say will ever change the fact that I know you're a killer.

You know what the great irony is?

The only one of us who's taken a life is you.

You killed a patient.

Have you forgotten?

You knowingly performed neurosurgery with paresthesia.

I mean, come on. A surgeon with shaky hands?

But you went ahead anyway. I know why.

Because you didn't care. You're so arrogant.

Your arrogance has driven away every person you love in your life.

You see, that's why your husband divorced you

and shut you out from your daughter's life.

Who knows? Maybe that's why your daddy shot himself.

That was probably easier for him than to spend

- another living moment-- - Shut up! Shut up!

Yeah?

What about your victims, Wilson? All those women dead.

Because they dared to prick your fragile little male ego.

What was it that Jennifer's sister testified on the stand, remind me?

No, wait, I remember.

You're a big bore in bed.

When Jennifer told you that, you lost it, didn't you?

Is that why you killed all those women?

Because they knew you're not a real man.

Best be on your way, Dr. Hunt.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

- Yeah? PETER [OVER PHONE]: I cross-referenced

the evidence we found on Niki Shumaker's body with suspects from the original case.

- And? - Remember the doxepin cream

we found on Niki's forehead?

Turns out Daniel Grubstick has a prescription for it,

and we've got a warrant to search his house.

- What did you find? - An Egyptian embalming hook.

Looks like the real thing.

BAKER: Wanna explain why you were in possession of the weapon

used to remove the brains of four girls?

Three mornings ago I found a box on my porch.

- I found the hook inside. - Hmm.

Same day Niki Shumaker died.

Which I didn't know at the time.

You know, I'm gonna let you keep talking. I can't wait to hear what you say next.

Look, I wrote the definitive book on the Wilson Polley murders.

Crazy fans are always sending me crap they claim is new evidence.

I'm gonna have to stop you there to ask one question:

Why didn't you tell me about the hook the first time we spoke?

I wanted to authenticate it first so I wouldn't waste your time.

But the lab matched the hook to all four girls,

so consider it authenticated, and your ass in serious peril.

It's a clever plan, Mr. Grubstick.

To kill three girls, frame Wilson, write a book, and get rich.

Even if that were true, and it's not why would I kill Niki now?

Because your 15 minutes of fame were up.

Another dead girl buys you 15 more.

Why do you use doxepin cream, Mr. Grubstick?

[STAMMERS]

I have eczema.

He has eczema.

Really? Niki didn't.

But we still found doxepin on her forehead.

That and the murder weapon puts you on the hook for four murders.

I'm sorry, just-- I couldn't resist that one.

[BAKER CHUCKLES]

MEGAN: I don't wanna talk about it.

Well, that is just too bad, because I'm not leaving until we do.

So you may have put an innocent man in jail.

That could've happened to any of us.

What if my ego blinded me?

Is that what Wilson told you?

Don't let that guy rent a room in your head, okay?

Kate said it too.

Do you have an ego? Absolutely.

But you always do your job,

and the evidence that you found against Wilson is very real.

It's just the interpretation that's in question.

Do you think I was wrong?

Megan, we don't have time for you to feel sorry for yourself.

[so:ol=I=s]

Okay, that was blunt. Heh.

Where do you think I learned that from?

Forensics lifted a partial print off the hook.

We just got a hit.

- Daniel Grubstick? CURTIS: Nope.

Sophia Polley, Wilson's daughter.

So the real killer strikes again,

and you don't admit you were wrong and release my dad?

Hey, Sophia, we're on the same page.

Wilson is innocent.

We were wrong. I'm sorry.

- Don't mess with me. - I'm not.

All four women were murdered by the same killer.

And since Wilson was in prison when Niki died, he's no longer a suspect.

So now he's just a genius who works in a prison laundry room

- because you guys screwed up. - Well, that won't be for long.

The new evidence will exonerate him.

What new evidence?

The murder weapon.

The one with your prints on it.

[so:ol=I=s]

I can explain that.

I think you'd better.

Daniel Grubstick showed up at my house three nights ago.

Out of the blue.

Said he was writing a new book to help prove my dad's innocence.

- But he thinks that Wilson is guilty. - Yeah.

When he pulled out the hook, I knew he was lying.

He handed it to me and asked if it was real.

- Was it? - How would I know?

Come on. Sophia,

the hook was yours all along, you'd used it to kill four women.

I had no reason to hurt those women.

They were all mothers of girls who went to my school.

Niki and I were friends.

You had every reason.

Your father was so lonely after your mother died,

and these mothers had just rejected him.

I mean, how dare they?

So you killed them, and Wilson took the rap for his little girl.

- No. That's crazy. - But your life's gone down the drain

since Daddy went away, hasn't it?

- Please stop. - So you killed Niki to set him free

and dropped the hook on Grubstick's porch to frame him,

all the while not knowing that you'd left a print behind.

I didn't kill anyone!

[PHONE RINGS]

Megan Hunt.

WILSON [OVER PHONE]: Hey, you stay the hell away

from my daughter, you hear that?

Not when the evidence leads me right to her.

The only thing the evidence has proven so far is my innocence.

I'm hanging up now.

I wonder how you'd feel if someone

went after your precious daughter, Lacey.

Don't you dare threaten me.

Oh, no, no. Of course not. I just hope that none

of my misguided followers try to impress me for real.

What a shame that would be.

[DIAL TONE DRONES]

[LINE RINGS]

LACEY [ON MACHINE]: Hi. I'm Lacey's phone.

Be nice to me and I'll give her your message.

Lacey?

Are you here?

Oh, thank God. Lace.

Bud, listen to me. Something is wrong.

I have called Lacey a hundred times, she doesn't answer.

I have called Todd, he doesn't know where she is.

- What if Wilson--? - No, forget Wilson.

Here's what we're gonna do. I'm gonna send a patrol car out to you

right now, and you are going to stay put.

No, I need to go out and find her.

No, you need to stay put in case Lacey comes home.

Get out there right now.

- I can't lose her, Bud. MORRIS [OVER PHONE]: You Won't.

Megan, she is going to show up. I promise.

Now hang up and keep calling her until you get through, okay?

Q I(aY

[LINE RINGS]

LACEY [OVER PHONE]: Don't freak. - Where are you?

- I'm at a party. - Give me the address.

I'm totally fine.

Give it to me right now.

[ENGINE STOPS]

- I said I was sorry. - Well, we're still gonna go over it again.

You defied me on purpose by going to that party.

- You knew exactly what you were doing. - Yes.

You wouldn't have let me go. You don't let me do anything anymore

because you're scared of everyone and everything, and I'm tired of it.

I can take care of myself.

Peter thinks I'm mature enough to make my own decisions. Why don't you?

Okay. You want me to treat you like an adult?

- Yes. - All right.

A very dangerous man who I helped put in jail made serious threats today.

- Against you? - No. Against you.

That's why you're staying with your father tonight.

Because if anyihing ever happened to you, I--

[LACEY WHIMPERING]

What's up?

Do me a favor. Don't parent my daughter.

- What are you talking about? - Polley made a threat against Lacey,

and I couldn't find her for an hour because she was at a party,

living in the moment, or whatever it is you told her to do.

I told her not to let diabetes hold her back I don't know anything about a party.

You are an adult figure. You gave her permission to defy me.

You're overreacting.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you've had a rough time lately.

I am. And you had a horrible, horrible thing happen to you.

But, please, don't put it on my child.

Know what? I'm surprised you're capable of recognizing someone else's pain.

Good for you.

No, I don't really recognize them. Doesn't mean they weren't here.

All right, thanks for your time.

Hey. Uniforms haven't cleared the crime-scene tape?

You kidding? Told them to leave it up. This just became the hottest bar in Philly.

BAKER: People think murder is cool.

They should spend a day with us.

Hold on a second.

One dead rat is natural selection, three is a clue. We need to bag it.

How do you think it's related to the crime?

You see the iridescent film there on the puddle surface?

I bet it's a toxin that the rats ingested.

What if it came from the killer's shoes?

Wait. You're thinking of Jack Gordon. He's a chem major.

I mean, it's a long shot. What have we got to lose?

MEGAN: And there you have it.

The GI tracts of all three rats are inflamed with caustic damage.

That, with the lack of internal hemorrhaging,

suggests toxic ingestion.

So, what toxins did they ingest from the puddle water?

CURTIS: Surfactant chemicals.

Sodium sulfate, optical brighteners, sodium hypochlorite.

- Bleach. - Industrial-grade bleach.

Not sold in stores. Not used by the bar.

The most common buyers: hotels, hospitals and prisons.

Wilson works in the prison laundry.

Oh, my God.

He killed Niki Shumaker himself.

I hate to poke a hole in your theory, Dr. Hunt, but Wilson is in prison.

Exactly.

It's the perfect alibi for the perfect murder.

MEGAN: Listen, warden.

It's pretty simple. Somebody let Wilson Polley out of jail four nights ago

to kill Niki Shumaker, and then let him back in.

In my experience, escaped convicts don't come back.

They do if they need an alibi for murder.

Do you know who the CO was on Wilson's cell block Friday night?

Yes. Evan Arnold.

In fact, I just asked him to bring Wilson up to my office.

BAKER: Clear. - My God.

Alert security, code red. Lock it down. Lock it down now!

I need an APB on an escaped convict wearing a guard's uniform

from Pennsylvania State Penitentiary.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

MAN [OVER PA]: We are on Iockdown.

Catch me if you can, detective.

[ALARM BLARING]

Wilson used a new cell phone to call Bud.

We're tracking the GPS, and he's heading to the Canadian border.

That's out of our jurisdiction.

Yeah. The U.S. Marshals are taking it from here.

Did you find anything at Evan Arnold's house?

Fifty grand in cash stuffed under the mattress.

Going price for a prison break.

- Listen, about this morning-- - It's fine.

But I am done looking out for you, Megan.

[KNOCKING]

- Uh, you guys ready to head to Bud's? - Yes. Let's go.

KATE: Are you coming to the baby shower?

Yeah. Yeah. I'll meet you there.

[UPBEAT POP MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALL CHATTERING]

BAKER: Ha, ha. Nice wrapping paper.

Are you laughing at me?

- Uh... CURTIS: Uh-uh.

It's the best he could do with no information.

You will never break Bud Morris, my friend. Never.

- Bud's a teddy bear compared to me. MORRIS: True.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

I got it, I got it. Gotta keep moving.

Don't wanna get in a pregnant woman's way.

- That's good advice. - Ha, ha.

JEANNIE: Hey, guys. - Hi.

- Thank for coming. ETHAN: Hey!

- Where's Megan? - On her way out when we left.

- Oh. Come on in. - Nice to see you.

ETHAN: You made it.

[PHONE RINGING]

Kate, I swear, I'm on my way.

WILSON [OVER PHONE]: Hats off to you, Dr. Hunt, for foiling my little plan.

I underestimated you.

- Where are you? - Beyond your reach.

But don't worry, I won't be coming after you or your precious Lacey.

You've earned that, and my respect.

You never had me fooled, Wilson.

I got close, didn't I?

You know, I think this is the first honest conversation we've ever had.

I agree. I don't want it to end.

[MEGAN GRUNTING]

I'm afraid it's gonna be a long goodbye.

Oops. Look what I found in the lab.

It's almost like you left it there just for me.

My friends are gonna be here soon.

Oh. You mean Peter?

Well, heh, he actually texted you.

He was wondering where you were.

So I took the liberty

to text him back.

I told him you got held up.

[MLSON CHUCKLES]

So you and I, we have all the time in the world.

I'm not gonna beg.

Well, you won't be able to.

MEGAN: Mm! - From now on,

I'll be doing all the talking.

You're so much more interesting than the others.

You should have heard their crying and their pleading and the bargaining.

Each of them too dumb to realize

it was already over.

[CHUCKLES]

But you, you're different.

That's why this is so special to me.

For over three years,

I've been dreaming of ripping out your brain.

Special treat,

I'm gonna do this while you're still alive.

[GRUNTING]

[BELL owes]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GUNSHOT]

MEGAN: Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, Peter!

Peter, come on.

I'm okay, I'm okay. I'm okay.

MEGAN: Peter.

Come on, it's gonna be okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

You hear me?

Peter?