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Bridge, don't let him get away!

Come on lads, let's talk to them now

I still don't know why we're stopping here.

We're just going to be that much later getting to Vegas.

There's something I want you to see. It's a very special tourist attraction.

Oh, I hate tourist attractions.

Oh, trust me. You'll be so glad you saw this one.

Keep your eyes closed.

This is silly.

I want you to get the full impact.

Oh, what?

Okay, okay.

All right.

You can open your eyes.

There it is.

It's the real London Bridge.

They brought it here all the way from England, stone by stone.

I can't wait to walk across.

Oh, hey, I'm starving.

We can walk across after we eat. Come on. There must be a restaurant around

here that's still open.

Thank you.

I've been meaning to ask you, does everybody around here dress like that?

I mean, this is the middle of the Arizona desert.

Oh, sure. Half the village does.

Local color.

Well, are you folks coming to the big dedication tomorrow morning?

Dedication? Yeah, marks the final completion of the bridge.

But I thought they completed it back in 1971.

Except for one missing stone.

A few months ago, they found the stone at the bottom of the Thames River. Been

down there for almost 100 years.

So they shipped it over and fitted it back in the bridge, and tomorrow's the

big dedication.

Well, I'm afraid we're going to have to miss that. We're leaving for Las Vegas

in the morning, right, huh?

He's right. I guess we'll just have to miss it.

Thank you. Thank you. Good night.

We'd better get to the hotel.

You said we could cross London Bridge.

Oh, hey, you read the gate sign.

The whole place shuts down at 10. Everybody's supposed to be gone by 10

.30. The bridge is closed.

Besides, I'm worried we won't be able to get a hotel room this late.

Honey, we can walk across the bridge in the morning before we leave.

I want to cross it tonight when it's all dark and empty and mysterious looking.

Tell you what.

You go check in for us at the hotel.

I'll be right over.

I promise.

Promise. Promise.

You better hurry or we're not going to get a room.

As Lord Mayor of the City of London, I take great pride in officially unveiling

this final stone, drawn up from the River Thames, and dedicated here today

to mark the true and final completion of London Bridge.

Thank you, my Lord Mayor. We are indeed honored by your presence here today.

This stone, now officially placed...

forms yet another link in the mighty chain of friendship forged between our

two countries, Great Britain and the United States of America.

As London Bridge itself symbolizes this enduring bond, a bond that extends for

us... Are you Peter Dawson, Chief of Police?

I was told to talk to you about my wife. I'm very worried about her. She didn't

come back to the hotel.

I'll tell you what, I'm on duty here now. Could it be possible for you to go

down to the station after the ceremony and we can talk? We'll talk now, damn

it! My wife is missing. I demand that you do something about it. Get rid of

him. Gregory.

Gregory. Excuse me, right this way.

So, what do you think of him?

I will.

New cop Don Gregory Just

passing

through on the way to Vegas I left Alice here at the bridge a little after 10

last night Why'd you do that?

She wanted to walk across

But I was exhausted and worried we wouldn't be able to book a room, so I

took off to the hotel.

She was going to meet me there.

Okay, what did you do after that?

I went straight to the hotel.

Oh, I'd been driving all day. I was really beat. I fell asleep waiting for

Alice.

When I woke up, it was daylight and she wasn't back. I went over to the police

station and they told me to come here.

Look, something's happened to her. I know it. Mr. Williamson, how much money

did your wife have in her purse?

That's what worries me.

We were on our way to Vegas, planning on doing some gambling, and Allie had a lot

of cash in her purse.

How much is a lot?

Over a thousand dollars.

A thousand dollars.

We'll be in touch, okay?

Don't worry about your wife. People don't just disappear and have us.

My God.

All right, you say you've never seen the woman before?

No.

No, no.

You okay?

Take it easy.

Yeah, it's just I've never, uh... I've never seen anybody who's been... Well, I

can understand that.

You're the lucky lady.

Yeah, I run river tours on the weekends and...

I hire her up for fishing during the week.

Who was she?

She was a tourist.

Her name was Alice Williamson.

Why would anybody want to kill her?

We don't know that yet.

Is it okay if I go?

I just can't think of anything else I might be able to tell you.

Yeah, sure. I'll have one of my men drive you home.

That's all right. My car is here at the marina. I can drive myself.

Are you sure you're okay? You seem pretty shaken.

I'll be okay, really.

All right. I'll be in touch.

Hey, Don.

Yeah, we got the prelim report back from the lab on the deceased. They found a

fragment of clothing underneath one of her fingernails.

Dawson thinks you better have a look at it. Yeah, I'll stop by once I'm

finished. Did you find anything?

Bloodstains up there prove she was killed at the bridge.

Body was pitched in the water and looks like the current traveled it to Thompson

Bay. Yeah, well, you got problems.

Detective, I just talked to the city council. They're very upset.

About what? Well, closing the village.

It's a fine time you picked to do it, too. I mean, yesterday we had everybody

here. Major media coverage.

Some of them are still here and you're driving them away.

Mr. Whitfield, we're conducting a search in the investigation of a homicide.

We can't have a herd of people stampeding through here while we're

doing it.

What do you expect to find? There's no mystery about it.

Oh, really?

The woman had cash in her purse. Her purse is missing.

Obviously, some passing transient killed her for the money. Some road bump,

probably halfway to Phoenix by now. You should have been a detective.

Now, look, Detective Gregory, I don't intend to argue with you.

Now, as head of the city council, I demand that you reopen the village

immediately. The village will be reopened once we complete the search,

and not a minute before.

I'm going to the chief of police with this. Well, you do that, Mr. Whitfield.

You'll find out that I'm acting on his authority.

to have against you.

He packs a lot of power in this town. I wasn't hired to promote local business,

all right?

Come on, we got a killer to catch. Just walk soft around, man. That's all I'm

saying. I got it, I got it.

came from under the nail of the deceased's right forefinger.

What about the clothing it came from? You got anything on that? Not yet. We're

sending a fiber sample down to Phoenix. They should be able to help us.

But let me show you something.

Take a look at this.

That's blood from Alice Williamson.

So?

So check this.

That's blood, too, but not hers. Yet it came from the same blade.

A fragment must have adhered to her throat.

So it's possible this guy's killed before using the same weapon.

Could be.

Killer could have cut himself.

Blood could be his.

But I don't make guesses. That's your department.

Thanks a lot. I'll see you around.

Let us know when you hear from Phoenix, won't you? You got it.

Detective Gregory.

Hi. I'm Elaine Gardner from the San Francisco Dispatch. Hi. I've been

waiting here to talk with you.

How'd you get my address?

From Detective Nez.

I told him how I needed to speak to you after you got off from work. What about?

The Williamson murder.

I'm looking for personal angles.

And since you're the officer in charge of the investigation... Weren't you at

the bridge dedication yesterday?

That's what originally brought me down here to Havasu. The bridge story.

But for this trip, I'm ending up with a much better one.

Can we talk inside?

I'd really appreciate getting your views on this case.

As long as what I say is off the record. I don't want to be quoted.

Read?

Agreed.

Now, can we go inside?

Yeah, sure.

I'm down here. All right.

Oh, there you are. Boy, did we screw up. What do you mean?

I should have never given that reporter your address, and you should have never

talked to her. It's okay, pal. It was off the record. That's what she said.

Damn it.

But she was very upset.

Well, I can't understand why.

It was to see you. Mm-hmm.

Now...

What the hell is this all about?

I answered some questions off the record, and the lady promised not to

quote me. Sit down.

Whitfield and the city council people are convinced this was a random killing.

Now, you come out with a piece in the paper rejecting their theory.

Told it the way I see it.

And just how is that?

There's something weird about this murder.

I don't think Alice Williamson was killed for the money in her purse.

What makes you say that?

Pete, true crime happens to be a hobby of mine. I've been a student of criminal

behavior all my life. Now, I'm telling you the M.O. is all wrong here.

If this was some road bum out to score a purse, he'd club his victim or flash a

knife to scare her.

He wouldn't cut her throat.

That's a theory, Gregory. That's all it is is a theory, and it's your theory. I

don't want to see your theories in the newspaper, all right?

It's Lake Havasu. It's not Chicago.

Around here, we do things my way. I mean, it's no big deal. We just do it my

way.

Hey.

You read me, don't you?

Loud and clear. Good. Oh.

Yeah?

We got the lab report in from Phoenix.

Yes? It's a little spooky.

I double-checked, and what they found is... It's what they found.

You'd better get over here.

Okay, I'm hooked.

This is the spooky part.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

They're absolutely certain this fabric comes from the last century.

Absolutely. We don't have the lab equipment for dating fabric here in

Havasu, but Phoenix does, and I did double-check.

It's just that your everyday killer doesn't run around wearing 100-year-old

clothes. That's not all. There's the blood.

You mean from Alice Williamson?

No, the other fragment we found on her throat.

Well, what about it?

Well, judging from the texture and the coloration and the general composition

of the fragment, it's old blood.

How old?

Well, there's no way to tell for certain. You can't date blood the way

you can cloth, but if you want a ballpark estimate, it's possible that

it's also from the last century.

Hundred-year-old blood.

Don't quote me. That's strictly unofficial.

Like you said, spooky.

See ya. Thanks a lot.

Maybe you wanted a ride home.

Yes. Thank you.

Sorry. Come on.

So, you're checking out again.

That's right.

How much do I owe you this time?

You know, you get to be our best customer coming and going the way you

do. I know. Three trips down here in the same month.

But I think I've talked to everyone I need to.

Are you doing another story about the murder for that newspaper of yours?

No, this one's a feature.

For a major New York magazine.

An exclusive.

Would you like me to call you, Cap?

No, thanks.

I'm not going to the airport quite yet.

I want to prowl around some more.

Kind of get one last impression.

Suit yourself.

Bye-bye. Bye.

Listen, you be careful, you hear?

Here in the shadow of this ancient bridge at this place of violent murder

It's easy to imagine how Alice Williamson must have felt with the

killer stalking her in the darkness I can feel them

I can feel the vibrations of death here.

Walking these dark streets alone, here in the village, is like being part of

another era, another century, a violent time of disease,

starvation, and murder.

I'm sorry.

I got carried away.

You?

I almost got carried away.

Where the hell did you learn how to box like that?

South side of Chicago.

You learn real fast.

Yeah.

Wait, wait, wait.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah.

Good luck on your visit.

intense out there.

Something bugging you?

That reporter got me in trouble with Dawson.

Yeah? What about her?

She came back in town again.

The message on my answering machine said she wanted to apologize for the news

story. Asked me to phone her at the motel.

So did you?

Yeah, I did.

I couldn't reach her.

I checked back at the motel this morning. I said she left again last

night.

Going back to Frisco?

Yeah, that's what I figured, so I phoned up there.

They hadn't heard from her either. They don't know where she is.

She took off on another story.

Reporters do that, you know.

Maybe.

But she didn't use a rental car.

And none of the local cabbies remember driving her to the airport.

You think she's still in town?

I don't know. I just hope she didn't run into the same weirdo Alice Williams

today.

Hey, hey.

Will you listen to yourself?

You're letting the Williamson case get to you.

Now, look, you come out here from Chicago to ease up on your life, so why

don't you take advantage of what we got around here?

We got the mountains, the lake, the desert.

Come on, the only thing you've seen since you've been here is the back of

your desk.

What do you say?

I say I think you're absolutely right.

I could use some R&R.

All right. Okay, thanks.

I think I know just who to call.

Hello. Hi, it's Don Gregory.

Detective Gregory.

Yeah. Is this another official call?

Nope, it's a personal one.

I want to make a reservation on your boat for Wednesday.

Oh, you want to fish?

I sure do.

Well, have you done much fishing?

Are you kidding? I'm an old Lake Michigan boy.

Okay, we'll just be at the marina about 8. We'll leave at 8.15 sharp.

Got it? You got it. I'll be there.

Can I help you?

I'm in need of lodging.

You have rooms?

I sure do. How long do you plan on staying?

A while.

Would you mind registering, sir? Just your name and address, please.

No home address?

I'm from overseas.

Just visiting your country.

Oh, first time over here?

Yes.

My first.

Well, here's your key.

Number 10, just down a few doors.

you

Good day. Hello.

My name is Roger Eddington, and you are?

Lynn Chandler.

A pleasure.

And you are the librarian here?

Yes, that's right.

I happen to be fascinated with the past. Would you have anything on modern

American history?

Oh, of course. Our history section is just right down there in section D, to

the left.

Would you like me to show you?

How very kind of you.

I hope you don't mind my saying so, but I love your English accent.

I take it you work in the village?

My clothes.

Ah, yes. I am one of the Britishers recently imported to your fair city to,

shall we say, help authenticate the atmosphere.

At least the wage is attractive.

Oh, you don't like it here?

I miss London.

terribly and i may as well confess it i'm quite lonely here in your sunny

arizona dining alone for instance it's most disagreeable perhaps at

some future time we might dine together or am i being too forward

no uh no no i i

think that would be very nice splendid

I really must be going.

I didn't realize it was so late.

No time for history today, I fear.

Oh, well.

The books are here.

They'll be waiting for you when you want them.

Thank you.

I very much enjoyed our conversation.

So did I.

Those books I ordered from Phoenix. Yeah, they just came in this morning.

Great. I was just gonna call you.

Here's my card.

I know who you are.

So, you're going out with Angie on the boat, huh?

How'd you know that?

Oh, we're old pals.

She mentioned your call.

Yeah, I'm going out on Wednesday.

Give it a try.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Howdy.

Where's your gear?

Back in Chicago.

You do rent equipment, don't you? Oh, yeah, sure we do. No problem. Even got

the bait.

Perfect. Get the stern line, will you? You got it.

Excuse me.

That's the stern line.

I knew that.

Okay,

we're off.

Tom Hale.

My wife.

Don Gregory.

It's like a cool day for fitness, huh? You're an old hand, huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah,

I'm an old hand.

You

got

one of those... One of those. Uh-huh.

An old Lake Michigan boy, huh?

I lie.

I've never been fishing before in my life.

Then why are you out here?

Simple. I wanted to see you again.

We can know you.

You're not married, are you? No, I'm not married. I've been close a couple times.

As a matter of fact, I just had a relationship break up before I came out

here. You leave her or does she leave you?

A little bit of both, I guess.

Something happened on the job in Chicago and she couldn't handle it.

Oh, my husband died about three years ago.

Uh-uh.

Yeah, it was for a while, anyway.

After his death, I went over and lived with my sister in Phoenix, and then I

came out here.

I got used to being alone.

Now I like it.

Hey, I got one.

Who's there?

Me. Oh, come on in. I'm almost finished.

Hi. So, how did it go?

How'd what go?

Your date with Don Gregory.

Oh, date.

He pays me to take him fishing and he can't even fish.

Proves it was a date. He was fishing for you.

Mm-hmm.

You admit it.

He is really a nice guy.

I just get the feeling things move a little faster in Chicago, you know? Oh,

Angie, what's holding you back?

I don't know.

I just don't think I'm ready for another heavy relationship right now, especially

with a Chicago cop.

Like Havasu cop? He asked me to go riding with him. You going?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

So how's your love life?

Please.

But it could be about to improve.

Yeah? I just met this very British guy. I mean, accent and everything.

Talked about inviting me out for dinner.

Talked about it? What does that mean?

Well, you know how reserved the British are.

But I think the next time he comes in for some books, he'll ask me out.

Said he was real lonely here in Arizona.

Does he work here in the village?

Yeah. And, uh, my mother's birthday's coming up, so I'll probably end up

there. Oh, that'll be convenient. Yes, I mean, I may just... Bump into him.

Who knows?

Maybe we'll both get lucky.

You mean you're going riding?

Well, I'm considering it.

Okay, I'm done considering it. I'm going.

That was her son.

I'm sorry, he's not available.

He's in a meeting right now. Harry, you got that stuff from the lead sheet?

So, uh, why don't you tell the folks, Ed, that there's no further reason to

fear any violence around here?

Well, then you've solved the August 7th murder?

We are absolutely satisfied Mrs. Williamson fell victim to a random act.

Random. That means it won't happen again.

But you don't have the killer.

Oh, come on, Ed. If he was still in the area, we would have him by now. The guy

was a transient. That means this type of criminal, he strikes and then he splits,

you know.

When I interviewed Detective Gregory right after the crime, he rejected the

theory of a transient killer.

Yeah, well, I think Don just about changed his mind on that score.

What do you say, buddy boy?

It's possible that a transient killed Alice Williamson.

It's the only logical assumption, Don.

Well, then, that's what I'll write.

Good. That about wraps it up, then, Ed.

Much obliged. We'll see you down at the club.

Come on.

I was hoping you'd back me up with a little more enthusiasm in there.

I'm not much of a politician.

I'm not asking for political posturing, Gregor. I'm asking for departmental

loyalty.

There is a difference, Hotshot.

Cousin has a right to be mad.

Look, there's absolutely no reason to believe that this is anything other than

a random killing.

I got a reason.

What, your vanishing reporter?

Yep. Called the San Francisco newspaper.

She hasn't showed up yet.

They still don't know where she is.

Are they worried?

No.

No, she's a freelance. She really doesn't even work there. She just zips

around chasing stories.

There you go.

Now, if they're not worried, why are you? I'd just like to know where she is.

Whoa. Whoa. You want to stop?

I thought you'd never ask.

It's fun, huh?

I never knew riding was so much work.

You like to shoot?

What?

Shoot, you know, target shoot.

It's kind of a hobby of mine.

You're not too bad at it, either.

Come on, then.

What do you think?

I'll get all three for three, huh?

Go for it.

One.

I don't believe I missed that.

I don't believe I missed the last one.

Pretty good.

Not too bad.

Want to give it a try?

No, thanks. I'll pass.

Pass?

I thought cops and guns went together like ham and eggs, right? No.

Thanks.

Well, if you really don't want to, that's okay.

Sit down for a second.

Remember I told you that something happened on the job in Chicago and

everything went kind of haywire afterwards?

Yeah, but you didn't say what it was.

I shot a kid.

I killed him.

You want to talk about it?

Well, I haven't with anybody since it happened Maybe you

need to talk about it

This

kid was robbing a liquor store it was a night job We got the call first my

partner took the street door and I went around back That's when the kid came out

right at me He had a sack of money and what?

A sack of money in one hand, and what I thought was a gun in the other.

You couldn't be sure?

No, it was dark.

It was raining really hard.

One of those damn blinding Chicago thunderstorms.

Anyway, when the kid came at me, I saw something flash in his right hand.

So I fired.

And I hit him in the chest.

And he died that night in the hospital.

And he didn't have a gun? It was a can opener.

Can't sharpen the end of it.

Naturally,

there was a hassle. I was suspended for about a month.

That's when Jan and I split up.

on the force, I wasn't much good. I just wasn't functioning.

I just wanted to get the hell out of Chicago and out of police work

altogether.

And this job came along.

Well, look, everybody makes mistakes.

Cops make mistakes. Everybody does.

Well, I don't want to ever have to...

I'll hand you that caddy.

He's only 14.

Hey, thank you.

Well, for cheering me up.

I feel a whole lot better, you know, spending time with you now.

Good, I'm glad.

Love desert nights.

All the stars out, the clean air.

Not different in Chicago, huh?

Yeah, different. That's the word for it.

Look how beautiful the bridge is.

You know, I wanted to ask you a question.

Uh-oh.

More questions.

Yep. What ever made you want to become a cop?

Well, my dad was a cop. His dad was a cop.

I guess it just runs in the family.

It seemed like the thing to do.

Well, didn't you ever want to be anything else? You know, as a little

boy. Sure I did, but I wasn't equipped to be one.

Be what?

Prima ballerina.

How about you? What did you want to be when you were a little girl?

Straight answer? Straight answer.

I wanted to be a psychiatrist.

Yeah. I wanted to help people with their emotional problems.

But I never went to college.

Dad had this boat service. I just ended up taking it over.

Well, you sure helped me.

I mean, I've been pretty screwed up for quite a while now.

I'm glad I found you.

You mean that?

You're not supposed to touch them.

The heat from human flesh can melt the wax.

I'm sorry. It's just that I'm new here, and I'm... Oh, well, we're very strict.

And if you break our rules, you must be punished.

Punished? Yes.

Well, follow me, and I'll show you.

This is Newgate Prison.

And why are you taking me here?

Well, to show you the punishment that could befall you if you, uh...

Touch the candles.

See?

My way on the subject of punishment, may I ask, have you ever seriously

considered the concept of good and evil?

Well, yes, of course.

Why? Could we talk?

Go somewhere?

Away from all these people?

Um, sure.

We could walk along the river. It's quiet there. Yes, that would be

charming.

Obviously, you're from England, right?

Yes, from the London area.

I left rather abruptly.

Things are quite new to me here.

And what about you?

Do you live here in Lake Havasu? Mm-hmm.

I'm the head librarian.

I suppose you could say I've lived most of my life inside of books.

Are you by chance a student of scripture?

Oh, no.

Not really.

I'm not very religious.

But you believe in punishment for breaking the law.

Oh, yes, but... Oh, I was only joking back there.

About Newgate Prison?

You didn't think I was serious, did you?

Punishment is always a serious matter.

And those who transgress must be dealt with.

I've really enjoyed talking to you, but I should probably get back. I have to

buy my mother a birthday present. You must listen to what I'm telling you. No,

I must get back.

You can't go.

I won't allow it. I'm afraid you'll have to.

You heard what the lady said.

I'm so glad to see you.

I leave you now, dear lady.

But I trust we shall meet again.

Sir.

She looks like a princess that's just rescued from a dragon. I'm just glad I

happened along when I did.

You seem to be upsetting me.

You're just what I told my friend Angie you are.

A real British gentleman.

Ah.

So you spoke of me to your friend.

I hope you don't mind.

Not at all.

That man really frightened me.

It is true, my dear Lynn, that many people in life can

be frightening.

You

guys

are really lucky.

Because this entire area is rich in bird life.

Now, the best known river duck is a mallard.

And the male mallard is identified by its green neck.

While the female has a light brown head. Look, Mr. Bailey, there's a floating

lady.

Get back, children.

Get back now. Get back home.

Go on. Get back. Get way back right now.

Hey Did you want to see these You think this boot prints significant, don't you?

Yeah, we found that at the riverbank in a spot not far from the English village

That's where the killer dumped the body.

How do you know that but when he put her in the water?

A scarf snagged on this branch, which ties the footprint directly to the

killer. The depth of the impression of the boot shows that he was carrying the

body at the time. So you think same guy did both, right?

Yep, same M.O., and the lab reports verifies the fact that the murder

weapons are probably identical.

I'm asking you for authorization to close down the village. Both murders are

tied into that area.

I shut down the village, I catch hell from Whitfield, city council. And if you

don't, more people are gonna be killed by this maniac.

Pete, I'm telling you, he's out there.

Look, I'm still concerned we haven't located that female reporter.

And if I close down the village, I may as well close down the city because

tourism is what this city's all about, or haven't you noticed? I realize you're

gonna get heat from Whitfield and his people, but we can't risk any more lives

here.

You really believe this creep's gonna stop killing if I shut down our village?

Ain't gonna happen, man.

Well, we won't know that until we try. At least no more women will be getting

their throats cut on London Bridge.

So how long you wanna close?

Till the killer's found.

Yeah.

It's no good.

We don't know when or even if I'm gonna catch the guy.

Best I can do is post several plainclothes officers in the village. I

cannot authorize its shutdown.

You mean you won't, not can't. Hey.

Don't push it, Arshad.

I do what I can.

Yeah, sure you do.

I just can't believe Lynn's dead.

We knew each other ever since high school, you know.

We came here to have a seat together, and she...

God!

Why did it have to be Lynn?

Did she say anything more about this British guy?

She didn't say anything else.

Just that he worked in the village and he was a gentleman. Can't you ask this

guard who saw this guy with Lynn? Can't he give you some kind of a physical

description? The guard really didn't see the guy. He only saw the back of him as

he was leaving.

He said he was sure that the guy didn't work there, though.

Well, we got to heighten the build.

I'm worried about you.

Are you going to be okay?

I could really use some company.

trout. Oh.

Good.

Okay. Dig in.

Let me know what you think.

Well?

Oh, it's fine. You're a terrific cook.

Just one of my many remarkable talents.

Don't you remember I told you I had a theory about the killings?

Well, I worked it out.

Want to hear it?

Right after the funeral?

Yeah, yeah, I know, but it's really important, and I would really like to

get your reaction.

Okay. Okay, great.

Let's start with a fragment of cloth found under Alice Williamson's

fingernail. It proved to be over a century old.

Now, I think our killer... Bought an old Coke from an antique shop to match his

identity.

What identity?

I'll get to that next.

Heck, the way he killed his victims by cutting their throats.

My guess is he used a scalpel.

Surgeon's scalpel.

Uh, I don't think I'm into this. Just bear with me for a little while, okay?

Consider the two dates of the two known killings, August 7th and September 8th.

Are they significant?

Once you have a third date, they are.

August 31st.

So what's so special about August 31st? August 31st was the last night that the

reporter Elaine Gardner was seen when she checked out of the motel.

Angie, I think she died at the hands of our killer that night. It's just that we

haven't found the body.

Now, the dates in order are August 7th, August 31st, September 8th.

Okay, so?

They match the dates of the first three murders attributed to Jack the Ripper in

London's Whitechapel District in 1888.

Between August 7th and November 9th, six women were murdered in that area. The

killer disappeared that year.

Now, theory has it that there was a man shot by police on London Bridge who died

in the Thames River in November 1888.

Theory has it that that man was the Ripper.

So, what does all of that have to do... Don't you see? A killer wears period

clothing.

He uses a surgeon's scalpel, he cuts his victims' throats, and he strikes in the

area of the London Bridge.

Angie, the guy we're looking for actually thinks he's Jack the Ripper.

That's some theory.

Well, it makes sense. I mean, everything fits.

Well, what do you think Chief Dawson's gonna say when you tell him?

I already have.

He thinks Chicago cops, they got bizarre imaginations.

He didn't buy it. No, he didn't. Not yet.

But he will.

Well, so what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I do know one thing.

If our killer follows his murder pattern, he'll strike again on September

30th.

I wouldn't bet it's over.

Oh, I forgot the wine. I'll be right back.

Excuse me, Mr. Whitfield. We got a time. Not now. I'm late for a meeting. I'm

really sorry, but this is urgent. All right.

Now, what do you want?

I want you to close down the village.

For another search? No, sir. For the safety of the public.

There's been two known murders in the area, and there may have been a third.

Now, did Chief Dawson order the village closed?

No. I'm asking you to do this voluntarily as a gesture of public

safety. Public safety is your responsibility.

It is not mine.

That's what the city pays you for.

Now, unless Chief Dawson personally orders me to close that village, it

stays open.

Now, your attitude stinks, man.

No, I'm gonna tell you what stinks.

It's your record.

Now, you didn't fit in back in Chicago, and you don't fit in here either.

You're unstable.

You're a misfit.

I know all about you. I've checked your record.

I know about the 14-year-old kid you blew away in Chicago.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're finished in this town, mister.

I can promise you that.

All right. You'll be all right.

What's the matter with you?

Hey, hey, hey.

What was I talking about? I almost decked Woodfield. He was way out. How

could you even think about decking the head of the city council, Gregory?

I'm sorry, Pete, but the guy's an A-number-one jerk. All right, all right.

We'll talk about that later. Right now, I want you with me. Ed Nabel down at the

paper says you got a crank letter. He thinks we ought to see it. Joe, you take

your car back. You come with me.

What's that for, Seth?

Our first crackpot poem. I guess I ought to frame it.

Whitfield's been putting a lot of pressure on me not to put any stuff

about the killings in the paper, but I've got to print this.

Whoever this joker is, though, he can't add very well. There's been two murders,

not three.

He's right. There have been three. So how do you figure that?

It's Alex Williamson, Lynn Chandler, and the reporter, Lane Gardner.

Says it all, guys. It's lying right here.

Stone has told me there'll be more.

After what you almost did to Whitfield, this letter, the only reason I'm not

kicking your butt off the case.

However, we do know there is a copycat ripper out there somewhere now. Oh,

yeah. And that he killed Elaine Gardner.

Yeah, could be.

Could be.

Do you know San Francisco calls?

They definitely verified a Gardner woman's missing. He got a trace out on

her, so that means... if she's dead.

We got three.

You think it's a good idea for Neville to run this?

Sure. Why not?

Let's give our resident weirdo some exposure. That's what he wants. Might

draw him out.

Public needs to know.

Hey, Gregory, do me a favor.

What does that mean?

The stone has told me there will be more.

I don't know what the stone part means, but I do know one thing. We've got to

move fast, because if this guy follows Ripper's pattern, he'll strike again on

September 30th.

I'm a bellic. That's right. My name is Detective Gregory.

Place to call on to us?

You're in charge of the murders, aren't you? Yes, I'm the chief investigating

officer and this is the detective minister. How do you do?

I, uh, I think I know who he is.

The killer. The one you were all looking for.

Tell us what you know.

Well, it's the guy in number 10, Mr. Ladding. He keeps real odd hours and

mostly goes out at night.

Talked to me funny once about how he thinks there's a curse on London Bridge

and how...

Oh, it's an evil place that reeks with murder.

Yeah, that's the way he said it, just like that. He thinks it should be torn

down. Do you know where Mr. Ladding is now? No, I don't know, but I saw him

leaving with a suitcase just a little before I called you.

Why didn't you call us before?

Well, I just never thought to. I mean, I never connected him in my mind with the

murders until I saw the big story in the paper about another Jack the Ripper.

That's when I thought about him.

Could you give us the key to the room, please? Oh, it's real close. Come on,

I'll show you. Come on.

Follow me.

Oh, it's real close.

Like I told you,

he's gone.

Gone?

How could he be gone? Edson, you can't get far. I got the whole area bottled

up. The airport, both ends of 95, the river. My cop just patrolling the whole

desert, aren't they? Yeah, but he was there all these weeks.

Right under your nose. Middle of town.

Psycho killer. Obvious madman.

There's nothing obvious about this man.

He may be a weirdo, but I'm not convinced he's the man we're after

either. Oh, you're not.

You just don't want to admit you let him slip past you. You know you've been

running this case like a blind fool. I'm not going to take much longer. What the

hell is he doing in here? This is a police business.

You want to know what I'm doing here?

I'll be happy to tell you.

I came here to deliver a petition signed and approved by the city council to have

you fired, Gregory.

And this latest blunder of yours puts a seal on it.

Now, I trust Chief Dawson will take immediate action.

All right, Pete, what's the action? Do I stay or do I go?

You stay.

For now, you stay.

I'm rejecting that petition, but you're walking a tightrope, Gregory.

I've never seen the people in this town so stirred up. You make one more wrong

step, just one, you gotta go.

I understand that.

How'd it go?

Don't ask.

I saw your pal Whitfield storming out of here.

Looks like he had a burr under his saddle.

Yeah, he's out for Naomi, all right.

I'm not worried about him.

Well, you're worried about something.

A whole other aspect to this thing.

What aspect?

No.

I'm gonna go to the research library in Phoenix and check out a few things.

Maybe.

Angie?

Angie?

John?

Is that you?

Yeah.

Hi. Hi.

What are you doing? It's almost morning.

Look, I've been up all night. I just drove back from Phoenix.

You got some coffee? Yeah, come in. Thanks.

Oh, that's fine.

I needed that.

Why don't you come over here and sit down?

We gotta talk.

Or at least I do.

What happened?

Another murder?

No, no.

No more murders.

Not yet.

Angie, it's what I've come to believe.

It's making me crazy.

I can't tell anyone else about this.

Only you.

And when I tell you, you're gonna think I've flipped.

I'm listening.

Okay.

First, there were traces of blood found on the skin of both victims.

Blood other than their own.

Old blood.

Very old blood.

Which probably means the killer used the same weapon a long time ago.

Okay?

Okay. Okay. Now, take a look at this.

Take a look at this.

Two photographs of a boot print.

Well, they're obviously from the same boot.

It has the same sort of odd heel-sole pattern in both of them.

The glossy is brand new. It's a photograph of our killer's boot print. A

photo in this magazine was taken in 1888 at the scene of one of the Ripper

murders.

They're identical.

Like you said, same boot, right?

But I don't see how...

a copy of a note sent to our local newspaper by the killer.

This is a letter written by Jack the Ripper sent to a London newspaper in

1888 after one of his murders.

This is exactly the same handwriting.

I mean, this is exactly the same writing in both of these. It's because the same

man wrote both of them.

What I'm saying is, God help me, there never was a copycat killer.

The man who butchered Alice Williamson and Lynn Chandler was a real

Jack the Ripper.

Donna, it's totally impossible.

It's exactly what I've been telling myself.

Take a look at this line.

The stone has told me.

There'll be more.

Okay, so what... I'm now convinced he's referring to the stone brought back from

the Thames River.

Don't you see?

The first murder was committed during the 24-hour period in which the stone

was being dedicated.

It's the key to everything.

I'm sorry, I don't follow you.

Angie, somehow, as weird as it sounds, the stone is

tied into everything.

from the bottom of the thames river they brought him with it

and he's here in our century repeating the same

murder pattern all over again listen

whoever this psycho is he's not jack the ripper

he can't be not the jack the ripper

Don Stones don't bring people back to life.

Okay, okay, whether you believe me or not, that's not important. What is

important is that I need your help.

Well, yes,

of course, but... I got a plan.

But I'm gonna need you to help me, and I'm gonna need Joe. Because I'm telling

you, he's out there, and we gotta stop him.

And he's ready to kill again.

The evil here must be destroyed.

To ignite it shall be scourged by fire and brimstone.

Satan rules this place of darkness! His abode of evil must be destroyed!

Don't shoot me!

Don't shoot!

This is an unclean place, a place of evil, a place of murder by those who

serve Satan! There is evil here! It must be cleansed! I work for the higher

power!

Well, you are out of work now.

Oh, there's your ripper.

You don't look so scary to me. What about you?

That's not him.

Are you serious?

He's not our killer, Pete.

The hell he's not.

The bellic woman positively identified him as Ladding. The village guard was

100% certain that's the same guy that did the death walk with Chandler.

What about the clippings? What about the clippings in this stuff, huh? What do

you say to that? I ran a 29 on him.

Two assaults, convicted both times.

He spent three years in a mental hospital. He tried to burn down a

church. He's a psycho, Gregory, a certified psycho. He may be a psycho,

but he's not our killer.

Well, then who is?

You won't believe me when I tell you.

Why don't you try me? Just tell me.

All right.

There never was a copycat killer.

What are you talking about?

Jack the Ripper.

He's alive.

And he's right here in Havasu.

You're talking about the guy from 1888?

Yeah.

Well, he's an active dude, boy. I mean, he's got to be pushing, what, 140?

Takes a lot of vitamins.

I told you you wouldn't believe me. I didn't expect you to.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. What's the matter? Are you okay?

Joe! Joe, get in here!

I feel like we're family, Cole.

How long have we been out?

Ever since they brought you in.

It's been three days now. You had a severe concussion, don't you?

Well, you blacked out in the jail.

Hey, Joe.

How long have you guys been here, anyway?

I don't know. A couple hours, I guess.

The doctor called. He said you were saying our names, and he figured that,

uh... If you woke up and saw us, it'd be easier for you. You know, familiar faces

and all. I was having this dream about you guys.

That all three of us were together.

And you were... You were trapped and... We were gonna die!

Come on, come on, take it easy.

I'm gonna get a nurse. No, no, I'm alright.

I've been out for three days. What's today's date?

It's Monday.

It's the 30th. The 30th. He's going to kill again. He's going to kill again

tonight.

Nobody's going to kill anybody.

We caught him, remember?

We didn't catch him.

We didn't catch the Ripper.

Don, look, I was talking to Joe about your theory, and we think you've been

under a lot of strain.

He's out there, damn it, Angie. He's out there.

Joe?

Okay, so you don't believe me anymore than Dawson believes me.

You promised to help me.

Well, yes.

I had a plan to catch the killer, remember? You promised to help me. There

ain't nobody to catch. I can prove it!

You guys are the only people I can trust here.

Look, we are running out of time. We have got to do this tonight.

Looks like the guard's not here. I'll find him and keep him out of this.

Remember, you stay well hidden in that boat, man.

We gotta make him believe that Angie's alone.

All right.

Take off.

Thank you.

Look!

Don wants me to meet him on the steps Supposed to be the decoy.

I can't believe we're doing this Okay,

there he is be back in a second

Boom!

Thank you.

had the opportunity before to introduce one of my lilies

to another.

Therefore, dear Angie, may I present Elaine.

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

The stone will receive your blood, Angie. Its powers will be renewed

through you.

Your blood will allow me to return, to go back to my century.

It's time now, Andrew.

Come, Angie.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's over.

It's over.