All language subtitles for The Sight_2

You must have considered the
possibility that he was a copycat

Anything dating that far back
would have been kept on paper files,

so it would never have
showed up on the computer.

Sergeant Mills?
- Yes, ma'am?

You've got the files?
- Yes, as you requested, ma'am.

Everything from 1945
to 1960. There's a lot of it.

Then let's get to it, gentlemen

Exactly when did we become detectives?

Shouldn't we get some
help? I mean, don't you

have a whole police force
for this sort of thing?

My credibility on this
case isn't exactly high.

I don't want to go to anyone
till we've got more proof.

Are you peeking?

What?
- Peeking?

No!
- What is it?

What?
- You said something

No Nothing.

Peeker.

Got him! I got the bugger!

Eric Mace killed eight people between
November, '57 and January, '58.

Seven were children.
The last was an adult,

stumbled across him at the
site of one of the murders.

Failed Priest, strict religious upbringing,
thought he was on some kind of holy crusade

What about the murder sites?
- They match exactly then and now.

And the dates of the murders,
profiles of the children, identical.

You may be an American, Mr Lewis, but
you're a bloody genius A bloody genius

Eight killings. If our man's a
copycat, there's two victims left.

When's the next one?
- In two hours.

I can't authorize this. You're not
even supposed to be on the case.

I know I made a mistake before
- A mistake?

You have no idea how much
heat I took for you, Price.

And now you want me to
do it all over again.

Call out the men on the basis of some
wild theory cooked up by a foreign tourist.

He's not a tourist
- I don't give a damn what he is!

I took a chance with you once, Price.
I can't afford to do that again.

But what if he's right? What if in
two hours the killer strikes again

and we could have
been there to stop him?

Okay. Take Mills, stake it out.

But you're on your own, Price.

There's just one more thing

What?
- I need you to issue firearms.

Absolutely not.

You don't have a gun? - This is
England Police don't carry guns

What happens when you want
to arrest a violent criminal?

I use my winning smile.

Five minutes to go.

You know what I don't get?

Why copycat Eric Mace? It's not
like he's particularly famous.

No one remembers him I can understand
Manson or Bundy, but Eric Mace?

I know it's strange.
He's got the letters to the press

What letters?
- Exactly There haven't been any.

Is that unusual?

Ninety-nine percent of these cases,

the killers write letters to
the press or police or both.

They want to impress us, show us
how clever they are. Not this one.

Not one letter, not one phone call
It's like he doesn't care what we think

Maybe it's not us he's
trying to impress - Then who?

Eric Mace Maybe the killer's trying
to show Mace he can do a better job.

No Eric Mace was hanged
in nineteen-fifty-nine

So much for that theory.

It's cold up here, isn't it?
- Yeah.

Cigarette?
- No, thanks.

No, I mean have you
got one? - I quit. - Shame.

It's time He should be here
Maybe the records are inaccurate.

Maybe

You're right. We're
doing something wrong.

No, it has to be here. Forty-two years
ago, the murder took place on this spot.

He has to bring her here He
has to bring her to this spot.

Then why isn't he here?

What is that?

I'm not sure I think Oh, my God,
it's an entrance to the sewer system

He's under our feet.

Jake, get in there and see if you
can find something to guide us.

Talk to me, Jake!

Michael, you were right The main
sewer runs underneath the building

Mum!

Wait there! Don't let anyone leave!

Up ahead the tunnel's gonna
split Michael, are you there?

The...
- Jake? Jake?

Jake, repeat I can't hear
No reception We're too deep

You go that way.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me, Mr Lewis?

Where am Where am I?

You're in a hospital Now
hold still Just hold still

I can't move my arm.
- Don't struggle.

I said don't struggle,
dammit! Hold this bastard down

What the hell is going on?
- Give him the shot.

Wait a minute! You've got the
wrong guy here! Hey, what is that?

Don't say a word.

All that information
he had about the killer,

trying to tell us what a
brilliant detective he was?

Yeah, well, maybe there's another
explanation A simpler explanation

You think he's involved?
- Involved?

We've got his prints on the murder
weapon, the victim's blood on his clothes,

not to mention the fact
that neither you nor Mills saw

anyone else down there
in the tunnel. - I was with him for hours

The victim was taken a day ago. Her
parents reported her missing yesterday.

All that time he was with
you, he could have had

her stored down there, just waiting.

Why? - To do it under our very
noses. To make fools of us.

God knows he's succeeded in that.

Yeah, Michael Lewis is
suspect number one, okay?

And until I know better,
he remains in police custody

Mr Lewis?

You're my lawyer?

I have many talents

So tell me, what comes
after "curiouser"?

I'm afraid we're
about to find that out

Things look that good, huh?

You seem to have done a remarkably good
job of putting yourself in the frame.

Now the police have your
prints on the murder weapon,

they have the victim's
blood on your clothes.

They've also found press clippings
about the murders in your office,

as well as photographs
of the murder sites.

On top of all this, you show an
extraordinary insight into the

actions of the killer
All very-incriminating

Well, only if you put it like that.

Especially problematic,
however, is your seemingly

extensive knowledge of the victims.

The reason you came
by this information

will be a little hard to
explain, don't you think?

A little

A good rule in life, Mr
Lewis, always remember

people don't like people
who see dead people.

You know about that?

I know a good many things

Visitor for ya

I'm Andrew Norrington I'll
be acting in your defense

I thought he was

He?
- Who?

Him.

I don't understand, Mr Lewis.

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Yeah. Shot by my partner, who then
burnt the building to cover his tracks.

Mr Lewis.

Please, Mr Lewis, we don't
have much time together.

And to be frank,
things don't look good.

You bet they don't I
knew this kid in college.

I mean, he's new great
suits and everything,

fools the clients, but uh
underneath the Armani he's,

he's about as bad as they get.

You should be glad we don't
hang people here anymore.

Now, the police case is
very strong They already have

My prints on the murder weapon, blood on
the clothes, press clippings at my office,

and I have an extraordinary knowledge
on the actions of the murderer.

You're very well informed.

Bad news travels fast

And to make matters worse,

you attend the funeral
of one of the victims.

That doesn't look good.

Where did you get these?
- Standard police procedure.

Many killers like to attend
the funeral of their victims,

so there's always a surveillance team.

Unfortunately, for us

Mr Douglas?
- Yes?

We've got some questions.
Do you have a few minutes?

Well, I'm not going anywhere, am I?

Do you remember somebody
called Eric Mace?

Young lady, I may be
minus a lung and a kidney,

but my memory remains intact.

Yeah Sick little man.
Spoke with a stutter.

You were the arresting officer, right?

Are you a policeman?
- This is official police business

I said, are you a policeman?

She's a police woman.
- That, sir, is perfectly clear.

You're a very sharp man, Mr Douglas

Just because you're old,
you're not stupid, you know?

Right What do you want to know?

Anything that's not in your report.
Anything you might have left out.

In fact, anything that
could be of help to us

I don't think I can help you

You could at least take a look at it.

I don't think that would do much good

Oh, I'm sorry. No one told us.
- Why should they?

I recall the case well enough, but
everything I had to say went in here.

Right.
Well, we're sorry for bothering you.

Wait Something wrong here.
- What is it?

There's a page missing. See
here, look! The last page is gone.

Do you remember what was on it?

Well, probably details
of his ninth victim

Ninth?
But Mace killed only eight people.

Yeah, that's right. But he'd
already kidnapped his ninth victim.

We found him in the basement of Mace's
house. He'd been there for two days,

poor lad. With Mace ranting and raving

at him, terrified him half to death.

What was the boy called?

David David.

David Connor That's right.

Yeah, sad case.
The boy never recovered.

In and out of mental
hospitals for years.

Not surprising considering
what he'd been through.

And when he grew up?
- I have no idea.

You could consult
his doctor, I suppose.

If he's still alive

You think this kid had something
to do with the killings?

Why else would someone
try and hide his existence?

But I thought that David
Connor was the victim?

There's a well documented
history of kidnap victims

coming to sympathize with their captors.
It's called the Stockholm Syndrome.

And remember, David Connor was just a
child, frightened, impressionable, alone.

Imagine the kind of effect
that would" have on his mind.

Douglas did say the kid was in
and out of mental institutions.

So, this boy grows up to be a
man, the same age as Eric Mace,

and decides to complete his holy work

Copycats usually have a clear
psychological reason for what they do.

For why they copy one
murderer and not another.

And being closely tied to the
original killer would explain a lot.

So maybe Michael was right. Maybe this
killer is trying to impress Eric Mace.

The final murder was
at twelve midnight.

Try and get a lead on David
Connor. Try his doctor first.

What are you gonna do?
- Take more direct action.

Not good enough.
- What?

Think, Michael They're relying on you

What do you want me to do?
- You agreed to help.

I am in jail I can't even help myself

Not good enough. You're not
Michael, the Architect anymore.

You've accepted the burden.
- The burden?

I don't even have shoe laces

You want Alice to have
another little friend?

That is not fair.
- Then help them.

I'll see you put in the ground.

I'll see you put in the
ground, you little bitch!

All right, Lewis. On your
feet. You're being transferred.

Sergeant Mills! The surveillance
team! Check the surveillance team!

What the hell are you doing?

I think you have the wrong man.
- You could go to jail for this, Price.

If Michael's right, then the
killer is going to strike again.

Tonight at midnight I'm
not about to let that happen

And I'm not about to let this happen,
either. This is madness, Price!

I can't stand by and let
you screw up your career.

Then help me

This is really most unorthodox
Where on earth are my glasses?

This is police business. Official
police business. David Connor.

Yeah, was a patient for
many years. Very disturbed.

He believed that the spirit of
his captor lived on inside him.

The Stockholm Syndrome
- Yeah. But in a very extreme form.

David Connor believed that
somehow Eric Mace had taken

possession of him during the
two days of his imprisonment.

He was a young boy, you
understand, a young mind.

So impressionable.

He'd even breakdown, stutter
occasionally, in the manner that Mace had.

How long did you treat him?
- Ten years, till he was sixteen.

But in the end, you understand,
he was cured. - Cured?

Totally Oh, I know he changed his name
Not uncommon with the background he'd had

Do you know the name?
- I'm afraid not.

Do you know what happened to him?

I'm not sure. But I do know what
he would have liked to have become.

Not surprising, seeing
that he'd saved his life.

David dreamed of becoming a policeman.

The killer, he worked for the police.

He was on the surveillance
team at each of the funerals

So that's how he could watch Alice
and the others being put in the ground

Exactly.

The next murder's at midnight
I gotta get out of here. - How?

The trashed hotel room. The acid
on the car. How did you do that?

The others were angry They thought
you weren't going to help us

Which means?

When we're passionate enough, angry
enough, we can move things in the real world

Find Alice. Find the
others. Bring them here.

My considered legal advice
on this situation would be,

run like hell.

Jake?

Thank you, Jake.
- Any news?

According to the records on Eric Mace,

his last two murders took
place on the same site.

The final one at twelve midnight.

So the police assumed that
during the first murder,

Mace had accidentally left something
behind at the scene of the crime.

Something that could point to him as
being the killer. So when he realized.

He returned to find it, and surprised
the child's mother on the bomb site.

She was lighting a candle
for her lost daughter.

I read the file.

The killing of the girl's
mother was a departure for Mace.

Thirty-six years of age,
medium build, blue eyes.

The most beautiful blue eyes.

Not unlike yours, Detective Price.

This way, I believe.

Michael?

We're almost there.
- You seem very sure. - What?

Of where we're going. Considering
you've never been here before.

What are you trying to say?
- Don't come any closer.

Price!

It's all I could find.
- Thanks, Mills. You made it just in time.

Yeah Just a couple of minutes to spare

Come on, Price! Time's a wasting!
- Eric?

Clever! But too little,
too late, I'm afraid.

Where are we going? - To finish my work,
of course! You're going to set me free!

Mr Lewis How resourceful
of you I'm impressed

Step aside.
- Can't do that.

Step aside, or I'll gut here!

I don't think so. Same
victim, same place, same time.

Killing her there just wouldn't
work What would Eric think?

You're right. Of course.

But I c-c-can
kill you anywhere.

Is that the best you can do?

You really thought you
could s-s-stop us alone?

I didn't come alone.

Mum!

Wait there! Don't let anyone leave!

I knew you could help us

Not bad

For an amateur.
- For an amateur.

In sure and certain
hope of the resurrection

to eternal life, through
our Lord Jesus Christ,

we therefore commit his body to be consumed
by fire Earth to Earth, ashes to ashes,

and dust to dust. In
the name of the Father,

and of the Son, and
of the Holy Ghost, Amen.

I guess that's the last
we'll see of Eric Mace

I hope so. - You gentlemen planning
on staying in London long?

We have a contract to
complete A hotel to build.

Damn. Excuse me.

Well then.

Price?

Thanks

Michael, I've seen some pretty
strange stuff this last week.

But whatever you've got yourself involved
with, just remember you're not alone

You can say that again

Get 'em by Tuesday I need a working
crew, and I need 'em next week.

We gotta get rollin' on this.
Yeah. Okay I'll talk to you later.

You think he's the one?
- No.

How can you be so sure?
- He knows nothing of the days.

He barely knows the
truth about himself.

How could he know anything else?

You have The Sight, Michael
I see it clear as day

We didn't choose you at random.

This world isn't quite
what you think it is

He knows nothing of the days. He
barely knows the truth about himself.