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Happy birthday, Daniel!

Happy birthday, Daniel!

I can't believe the twins are 10.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Jacob's it.

One, two.

Wait up, Daniel!

We want to hide with you.

Slow down!

Oh, they're outside playing hide and go seek.

It's cake time!

Let's get them youngins in here.

What is it?

Jacob!

Daniel!

Daniel!

Daniel, my baby!

Jacob, call an ambulance!

Jacob!

Where's the bomb squad?

They're suiting up.

Clear these people out of here.

Let's move.

We've got less than four minutes.

Get these guys out of here.

Help me.

God, it hurts!

My name is Jacob.

It's gonna be OK.

I'm gonna fix it.

Don't touch it, all right?

I promise you, we gonna disarm this right away, you hear me?

Somebody get me a fucking blanket up in here!

Looks like Billy Joe for sure.

He's got a C4 sewn up in her chest.

It's not like him to leave out in the open like this.

Nah, he flipping them on, man.

He trying to fuck with our heads.

It's him. - Yeah.

Yeah, you know what?

He up there watching us right now.

How's the view?

What the fuck are you doing in my place?

Mm-hmm.

The door was open, and by the looks of the decor around here,

it doesn't look like it's your place.

Yeah, well, granny just checked out.

Difference between you and me is you like to prey

on the weak and innocent.

But I like to prey on sick people like you.

Listen to me.

Which color wire do I cut?

The one that says "fuck you" on it.

Which wire here, Billy?

Get up!

Come on!

Ready to talk?

Huh?

Which wire here, Billy?

Which wire?

Get up.

You ready to talk to me?

Come on, white trash!

OK!

OK.

All right.

Our suspect is ready to cooperate.

I've got it narrowed.

Yellow or black.

Try pink, ass--

Hillbilly, we cut the yellow or the black?

Yellow or black wire?

Cut the black one.

Cut the yellow one.

Cut the fucking yellow!

We're clear.

All right, bitch.

Assume the position.

You're under arrest.

Get up against the wall and give me your hands.

Fuck you!

Oh, hell no, Storm.

I think I dropped something.

You see that thing on the street down there?

Hey, looks like he got the hiccups.

Somebody get that guy a glass of water.

Hey.

Are you getting any closer to cracking the Grifter's code?

Closer?

I don't know about that, man.

This guy is smart, but I'll get him.

Did you hear that CDLU got that scumbag

Billy Joe Hill an appeal?

Why does that not surprise me?

He's not gonna walk though, now is he?

If he does, he will kill again right quick.

And that's the truth.

What are you doing here?

I missed you.

You must have been here a long time.

I was in your office earlier.

It's kind of creepy.

What's with all the astrology charts and ciphers?

I bet it's the Grifter case.

You got that right, darling.

See in homicide, we sometimes have

creepy guys we got to work.

And this particular guy's kind of creepy.

He's killed four people in five months.

You work too hard.

Well, you drink too much.

I have to work.

Happy birthday, Daniel!

Happy birthday, Daniel!

One, two--

--three, four,

--five, seven,

eight, nine, ten.

Ready or not, here I come.

Jacob!

Hi, baby.

You having a hard day?

Oh.

Do you need help?

Could you?

Appreciate that.

Very Christian of you.

I can never figure these damn things out.

No problem.

I've been through this drill before.

The moon was cloaked in blood.

Amends must be made in a time of great degeneration.

But no one has ears to hear, and no one

speaks the ultimate truth.

But I have heard the truth.

I seen the peaks.

I seen the valleys.

I seen the land all around this world.

And I seen the light.

I seen it.

Do it again.

Do it again.

You shut your mouth!

Shut your dirty mouth.

Looks like the Grifter's at it again.

Nasher pictured her up.

She wasn't just murdered.

She was punished.

You find the cipher?

Yeah, over here.

What else you got, Ice?

Cause of death was result

of massive blunt forced trauma.

Yeah.

In other words, she beat to death.

There's one interesting thing about these cases.

He likes to take his time with some.

Others like this poor girl, he makes it real quick.

You know what I'm starting to think, Ice?

It almost seems that he manipulates the time of death,

like he's watching the clock or something.

Do me a favor.

Pull up the time of death for each victim.

Junkie for show.

Yeah, ain't they all?

No, not all.

Just talked to the uniform who canvassed

the area where she was found.

Her name's Jessica.

Worked the curbs some, but mostly

did alcohol from that dive, Mojo Blues.

Uh-huh.

Hello? Yes, sir.

What else, brother?

Hard to tell if there was rape.

She was hooker by trade.

Got a cesarean scar.

Must have had at least one child.

She was headed down a one way path

no matter how you look at it.

Yeah.

Hand me some cotton swabs, brother, or some alcohol.

See now?

Look at that.

This is the astrological symbol for the full moon.

Our man really trying to tell us something, ain't he now?

That's the captain.

Wants a sit down.

Starting to get a lot of heat from the press.

Yeah, I'm sure he is.

You look familiar.

Cop, right?

Let me ask you something.

You know a girl called Jessica Trimble?

I seen her.

She worked this place for Johns.

I never talked to her except to take drink orders.

Well, if you never talked to her, how you know her name?

I watch the news.

I seen you a brunch of times.

You some hot shot, huh?

Yeah, baby, I'm a hot shot.

Look, I need some help.

Ben [inaudible].

The tall one's named Leon.

He pimped her.

All right.

Listen, this Leon, did you ever have sex with him?

And I'm not asking for the reasons you might think.

Yeah.

He ain't that smart, but he's all right in that department.

Hey, baby.

What's happening?

You got some people waiting out front?

I ain't need no people out front.

I think you do.

Lord, have mercy.

Here's out it is, man, with the police.

We come in here, we ask questions, we canvas areas,

we politely do our job, you know.

Now, I've got some questions about Jessica Trimble.

Either I'm gonna arrest you and take you downtown,

or you gonna talk to me now.

I guess you want to talk to my fists.

Get him there!

Get up.

Get up!

Batter up.

Now it's my turn.

Come on.

Oh, it's double play.

Yeah, come on.

Come here, boy.

Strike two.

And he's out.

Still want to play?

Give it your best shot.

Leon, stay down.

My man, Leon.

You ready to answer my questions yet?

Fuck you!

No, fuck you.

Now.

Now, let me ask you something.

Now, when the last time you saw the girl?

Fuck you, bitch.

I'm gonna ask you one more time.

When the last time you saw the girl?

Go on, man.

Come on, fucker.

3 days ago.

Good.

Now I believe your ugly ass.

I'm gonna question you downtown.

You knocked my teeth out, man.

I'm gonna kill you! Well, I'll tell you what.

The uniforms are on their way.

You kill them first, and then you come kill me, all right?

Come with me.

I need to take your statement.

You're one tough cop, honey.

Get that motherfucker, man!

Look out!

Shit.

Fuck this.

Two suspects ran down that ally.

One's wounded. All right.

Let's go get them.

Call the medic.

Another man down here.

Yes sir.

Detective Anderson,

this is Frankie Miller.

She's FBI.

I've been assigned to look into the Grifter case.

Grifter.

Damn the press and their nicknames.

Jacob know about this?

You listen to me.

I'm giving this woman permission to go wherever or speak

to whoever she needs.

King's got a hell of a track record.

We're just interested in seeing how he does it.

You keep this transition smooth, or it's gonna get ugly.

Ugly?

OK.

Give us your damn briefing.

At this point, we don't know why he chooses victims.

But what we do have is a series of gruesome murders

committed with brute force.

Body count as of today is five.

What's this guy's marker?

He carves an astrological symbol on their body.

On several occasions, he's left a letter near the body

or on the body.

Symbols, ciphers, that type of shit.

Jacob has it partially decoded.

But not completely.

Where the hell is Jacob anyhow?

He had every intention of being here,

but something came up.

Kind of makes us look like assholes, don't it?

Which one?

Do the brunette in red.

Her boyfriend just got bounced.

She's so loaded on X, she didn't even notice.

Set it up.

Your boyfriend's just down that alley over there.

OK.

Thanks.

Need a ride?

Where is your boyfriend?

Happy birthday, Daniel!

Happy birthday, Daniel!

Wait up, Daniel.

We want to hide with you.

You're mine, boy.

Daniel!

Hey.

Sorry about the hour.

Man, I'm a night owl.

You want a drink?

I'm trying to quit, but--

One drink will be all right.

What's on your mind, baby?

Lot of head coming down.

The captain's pissed.

The FBI has been assigned to the case.

That don't mean shit.

We walk a fine line.

But Jacob, I need this pension.

Baby, you ain't got nothing to worry about.

Ain't nobody gonna get your pension.

Thanks, Jacob.

I probably seem real paranoid right about now, huh?

So you give me a call if you hear anything else, all right?

What's going on, partner?

Another one of the Grifter's victims.

Uh-huh.

Where the body? - Down there.

Follow me.

Celine was first on the scene.

Is that right?

Mm-hmm.

Why is this crime scene always on the top floor?

Morning, sunshine.

Morning, detectives.

How you doing?

Better than that guy over there.

Detective King.

Frankie Miller, FBI.

Oh, Lord, have mercy.

Yeah, you know, folks downtown told me you'd be coming.

And they kind of want me to cooperate, you know.

Well, I'm not here to get in the way.

Mostly observe, possibly offer some of my own expertise.

I'd love some of your expertise,

you know, because I can see at your age,

you probably got a lot more expertise than we do.

Lots more.

You know what I mean?

What's happening, Crystal?

How you doing there now, Mr. King?

I"m doing fine.

Keeping busy?

Well, I'm doing all right.

You take care yourself now.

Yes, ma'am.

I guess this wasn't the place he was killed.

No, sir.

You look at them marks.

Definitely not.

Can you just back up just a little bit?

Give me a second. - It's your world.

Lacerations around the neck there.

Looks like he was choked with a garrote.

But Lord, have mercy.

See the comet on the hand?

That's a sesquiquadrate.

It's a forewarning to back off.

Two murders in two days. Our man's on the move.

Take a look at that mirror, please.

You know, there was a mirror at the Jessica

Trimble crime scene. Exactly.

Now check this out.

As you can see, the body drag marks of his heels

are on top of the drag marks from the mirror.

It's like a play for him.

Nice.

Yeah.

There was also a mirror at the Marshall crime scene.

He do like this every time.

I handled a homicide once.

She handled a homicide once.

One time.

See if you can get that photographer

to come back about his shoes.

I want to take photographs of these drag marks

and the carving on this body.

Will do.

Y'all stick around.

I'm sure this girl can entertain you.

Wouldn't you say, Storm?

She is very entertaining.

You staying?

Nah.

I hate the smell when they popped it a little.

You girls have a blast.

If it gets too strong in here, crack a window.

Agent Miller.

Would you like a copy of this report sent to your office?

Thanks.

That would be appreciated.

I once had this case in a dump site.

It was a complete nightmare.

There was trash everywhere.

We just had to--

Sweet.

You sure you're all right?

I'll be fine.

I thought this place was abandoned?

The lower floor still has some tenants.

Drug fiends.

We are already interviewed them.

Where are you going?

To make sure everything's fine.

Agent Miller, I do not think that we should get

involved in this domestic shit.

Half the time, the women don't even press charges.

You did, or you didn't!

If you don't tell me, I'm gonna cut you open.

Please, Lupe, you just smoked too much crack, OK?

Relax!

Step away from her!

Put the knife down.

Who the fuck are you?

Federal agent. Put the knife down.

Put it down! - Put the knife down!

Stop!

Please don't shoot him.

Are you gonna shoot me, cop?

OK, you know what?

No one's going to shoot anyone.

Just put the knife down, and we'll talk about this.

OK?

She's been fucking around!

I'm just-- I'm not good enough for her.

It ain't true, Lupe.

You lying whore!

You think I don't see things?

I know what's going on behind my back!

They're lying--

Hey!

Put the knife down, or I put you down.

So shoot me.

See if I give a fuck.

If you didn't have that badge and that gun,

you wouldn't be looking me in the fucking eye, bitch.

No!

You OK?

You didn't have to hurt him.

Are you OK, baby?

I'm so sorry.

Told you so.

Bartender said the victim was a venue promoter.

Lance Myers.

Liked to pay cash, liked to change locations

every few weeks.

He says, and I quote, "never saw a more dedicated businessman.

Always showed the kids a good time.

And he the best boss I ever had."

"Showed the kids a good time?"

That's rich.

This fucker is a registered sex offender.

He pays his employees in cash.

I need statements from everybody up

in there right quick, you hear?

Hey, enlighten me.

Have you figured out the code yet?

Man, I'm real close to this son of a, baby.

Real close.

Gentlemen, I need to interview

you about Billy Joe Hill.

Detective Anderson, you're first.

The captain says that your cooperation is expected.

You ain't got nothing to worry about.

How's your tummy, sweetheart?

Heard you lost your lunch.

I was hoping we could talk in a place a little more--

A little more romantic, perhaps?

A little less sterile.

That little incident at the crime scene,

you're not used to field work, are you?

I've done my share of field work.

Mostly profile stuff.

And you're asking us the questions?

We're talking about the psychology

of murder, detective, not just the investigation.

It's not for you to decide whether I'm qualified.

Oh, please.

What was your involvement in the Billy Joe Hill arrest?

Were you there when King made the arrest?

All right, look.

This guy's a real piece of work.

A vet who was dishonorably discharged after Desert Storm.

He's trained as a medic, but also as a small arms

and explosives expert.

You can't be thinking this guy's gonna walk.

He already has.

It wasn't our call.

The witness refused to testify, and the Supreme Court

overturned it.

They found the excessive force used

by detective King unconstitutional and the DNA

evidence to be suspect.

That animal should be put to death.

Right.

Here you go, Mr. Hill.

Well, ain't this a sweet kick in the ass?

Yeah.

Jesus.

We get [inaudible].

Why not?

You're a citizen again, Mr. Hill.

Call me Billy Joe.

Where' detective King?

Headed out.

Said he'd be at the morgue.

Is he avoiding me?

You wish.

Listen, sport, you better slow down.

I don't know what they taught you up there in DC,

but you better make damn sure you know

what the hell you're doing.

Ice man. What's going on, baby?

You all right?

Starting to see you more than the wife.

This my guy?

Man, what a shame.

Pretty, pretty young girl like this end up like that.

That ain't right.

Where my guy?

Lightning, take a look around.

I'm up to my ass in dead bodies, and he's

at the back of the line.

Oh, he at the back of the line.

And I thought I might could have some preferential treatment,

you know?

Lightning, do you know why I became a pathologist?

You're a coroner, man.

Don't get carried away with the title.

Clever.

Oh, Lord have mercy.

You're like a bad rash, man.

You just keep coming back.

Yeah.

Look, can I talk to you for a bit?

Sure enough.

I'm going to the coffee machine.

What are you scared of?

I ain't scared of nothing.

Well, the quicker I can get through this part--

The quicker I can get you out of my life.

No, the quicker we can get back to investigating

the case at hand.

Well, tell me what you need.

Well, I was hoping we could talk in a place a little more--

Little more charming? You know what?

This is police work.

Come on up here.

Meet my girl.

Fine.

Look, I'm just going to get straight to the point.

There are several questions in regards

to the evidence gathered in the Billy Joe Hill case.

Well, that should all be detailed in my report.

Well, I'm sure it is.

But we still need to talk about it.

Oh.

Well, I tell you what.

You tell me specifically exactly what you want to know about,

and I'll give it all to you.

Yeah?

You're joking.

Lord have mercy. The fuck-- all right.

All right.

I'll get back to you.

So your boy Billy Joe just got out.

Within one hour, he done killed three more people.

How you like that?

I got it, baby.

You decoded the latest cipher?

I broke the code.

"The soul you kill is the soul you keep.

At the edge of space, this is the true religion."

I can read the words.

I just don't know what he's saying.

Hey, excuse me.

I've got kind of a long shot here for you.

Um, this individual is a poet.

I mean, least he thinks he is.

Do you recognize any of this?

Nothing I've seen before.

Sorry.

Uh-huh.

Well, he does like these astrology things

and this kind of poetry concerning the arcane

and the occult, and--

you know.

I mean, you know where I could find something like that here?

That's not my job.

Check the directory.

Uh-huh.

I guess being polite ain't your job either.

The library will

be closing in five minutes.

We're closing.

Any luck?

Hell yeah, man.

I got all kinds of luck.

Well, like I said, we're closing.

All right, ma'am.

Just getting ready.

I'm fixing to put all this shit away now.

Never mind.

I can do it quicker than you can.

Man, you so nice all of a sudden, huh?

Southern death threat.

- What's that? - That line you wrote down.

It's from their song.

That's what you're looking for, right?

And where do you think I could find them?

A shit hole club on Western, All About Eve.

They play the same crappy songs every night.

Bunch of them are astrology nuts.

Man, you been a big help.

Have a good night.

You sure I can't put this shit away for you?

Hello.

The sun does glow.

Moon's so old.

This worn out road so decomposed.

The dirt on my hands won't satisfy.

Winds blown cold, found my own, was river born.

That's all I've known.

Fuck you, man.

Fuck it!

I'm coming home.

That'll be $5.50 even.

Thanks.

What you need, honey?

I'm looking for somebody.

Aren't we all?

Yes, ma'am.

I suppose we are.

Who the name of the band?

Southern Death Threat.

You like them?

They all right.

- You an agent? - Maybe.

Oh.

Well, they got a demo coming out.

I help write some of the songs.

That's what I do.

I write.

Screenplays mostly, some songs.

You know what, man?

I like lyrics, you know.

I mean, that's what I'm interested in.

"At the edge of space."

Did you write that?

Hell no.

Uh-huh.

Well, you know, I like that lyric, man.

Who wrote that?

Really?

It's Lazarus who wrote that.

He's deep into the signs of astrology.

Sickest fuck you'll ever meet.

Uh-huh. Where he at?

The fifth beetle over there.

That's Lazarus.

I'm coming home.

Get out of the way!

Out of the way!

Those rusty words won't

take me home, but I'm coming home.

Get off!

You can't come back here.

Hey!

- Hey, man.

Stop that guy.

That's my car!

Fuck.

You know I'm gonna get you.

Hey, what are you doing here?

He went that way!

This is car 12.

Do you read?

Copy, detective.

Shots fired.

What's your 20?

57 Pablo, fourth floor.

I need backup.

I need cars now.

Roger that.

- Get back!

MPD.

Close the door!

No!

No! No!

No!

I just want to talk.

Let her go.

No!

Please!

Get out of the hall.

Get out of the hall!

No, no!

Get out of the way!

Out of the way!

All my life, I searched for a worthy adversary.

Someone who understands me.

Someone who appreciates my work.

You're the one.

You think?

Love is law.

And I ain't finished yet.

You know what, buddy?

We can make this over right now.

I'm your adversary, all right.

I you now.

For sure.

Everyone.

And you listen carefully.

I can speak in tongues.

Language of the gods.

I can speak any language, ancient or otherwise.

Egyptian, Sanskrit, Hebrew.

I can channel spirits good and evil.

Make them do my bidding.

I have not chosen you.

But you have been chosen.

Do it again!

To walk with me.

I will walk with you.

You force or cast the gods.

Angels.

Demons.

Monsters.

But I will shield y'all until we get where I am.

Do it.

Whereas once I was blind, now I can see.

Hallelujah.

Good morning.

Damn.

You were something else last night, lady.

Yeah.

I know. - Oh, you know?

Mm-hmm.

Good morning.

Come here!

What you doing, girl?

What you doing?

Found ya.

Ow!

Ow!

Get the fuck off me.

Get the fuck off!

Shut up!

I would've killed you last night,

but you were so alive, sweet, fresh.

Don't you move.

Hello?

Agent Miller.

Sorry about the late notice.

I know it's-- - Pretty damn rude.

This investigation is being supervised by my agency.

We have ultimate authority over anything and everything

related to the Grifter case, understand?

Hmm.

I'll take that as a yes.

You can do whatever you want.

Now let's get on with it.

Pepe!

Bring in 42.

You've examined each of the victims from the very first?

Yes.

And the count to date is five?

Six.

Three Females and three males.

And each death was a result of blunt force trauma, a beating?

Yeah.

No inconsistencies with the victim's wounds?

Only inconsistency is the amount

of trauma between the female victims and the male.

The women were beat less?

No.

He toys with the females more.

They receive much more trauma.

Are you aware of why we're interested in this case?

Want the truth?

I'm sensing envy on your part.

Wrong.

Unfortunately, it's not that simple.

It's the first male victim.

He's still ripe.

The flesh found underneath the fingernails,

it matches the DNA strand from the second female victim,

right?

Makes sense, don't it?

Well, it does and it doesn't.

Fingernails are commonly used by a female in a defensive manner,

but not by a man.

To hell with your textbook.

A man would do whatever it takes to defend himself.

Scratch, kick, bite.

I've seen it all.

Don't seem strange to me, girl.

Well, the sample we got made it seem strange.

Under which fingernail was it recovered?

Right index finger.

I'm going to need a closeup photo of that finger.

Why?

Just get it done.

I'll have someone around by night for it.

Hey.

What happened to your arm?

Nothing.

I wanted to talk to you.

OK.

Knights has an opening.

Knights always has openings.

Well, I was thinking maybe changing shifts,

something different.

Just wanted to check in with you first to see what you thought.

This move, it'll help me become a detective like you.

No, you should go for it.

Thought you went back to Washington, little lady.

What would make you think that?

Because you out of work.

Jacob damn near got this thing solved.

Jacob has a possible suspect. Nothing more.

Nah, I got a little bit more than that.

You see, I made out with his wallet.

Inside I found a necklace.

I'm just waiting for confirmation,

but my guess is the DNA from this

matches the dead prostitute Jessica Trimble

and an individual named Lazarus Jones,

who's a convicted sex offender.

He's been one of our

for a long time now.

That's why he's the lead dog.

You better take notes.

Yeah, hello?

When was this booked?

Why didn't I get the lab report?

Well, I just like to keep shit kind of close to my vest,

you know? - That's not protocol.

I'm not too good at protocol.

Great.

Thanks.

OK.

The DNA test results confirm it.

Lazarus Jones is the Grifter.

Where are you going?

Well, I'm going to go to his address.

Y'all can come if you want to see what you can see.

Storm, put out an APB.

Show him what you got, little lady.

Do you mind telling me where we're going?

Is that his license?

Sure enough.

The address is legit, but no doubt he's long gone.

Did you tell the uniforms?

Now, why would I tell the uniforms, man?

I need that crime scene preserved.

Besides, we the detectives.

Lazarus Jones, MPD!

We're clear.

Like I said, he's long gone.

Jesus Christ.

Lazarus!

FBI.

We just want to talk.

Jacob!

Something ain't right, man.

Something ain't right.

Why would he bring the body back here?

We should have moved faster.

We had him.

Yeah, we had him.

That guy was gone the second he dropped

his wallet in that alley.

Man, I'm telling you.

I think I just about got this cracked.

Lazarus is spelling out divinations.

He's telling us the future with his astrological riddles.

He's timed his killings on lunar phases.

On his last victims, he caught the full moon, the waning

gibbons, the third quarter.

Next is the waning crescent.

That's tonight.

What that tell you?

He gonna kill tonight.

Mm-hmm.

Do we know where?

The clues, baby.

This constellation called Ariadne's Crown,

it has nine stars in it.

I believe these stars somehow correlate to the locations

of the killings.

Mm-hmm.

I just need to figure out how.

Listen.

I'm going to go home and spend some solitary time

trying to figure this out.

Keep the fed busy, will ya?

Don't you worry.

I can handle her.

Still working on that Grifter case?

I am.

Getting close to catching him?

I definitely am.

He was using the distances between the stars

in this constellation of Ariadne's Crown

and mirroring that over the city of Memphis to a scale

that he made up himself.

If you look at this hill, and I trace all of the murder sites,

we place this over this diagram of Ariadne's Crown

that I found in his den, as you can see,

there's two stars missing.

His next kill is one of these two locations.

Now, once I cracked the latest cipher,

I knew it could only be one place.

No!

No!

Jacob, run!

Jacob, [inaudible]!

Come on!

Jacob!

Bitch.

You got the wrong impression of him, kid.

Jacob's a good man.

That's your opinion.

You ever hear the case about the cannibal of south county?

No.

That was the first case Jacob and I ever did together.

I studied his file.

I don't remember that case.

Well, I fucking do.

Seven days and seven nights searching nonstop until we

finally cornered that bitch in an apartment on the south side.

And?

And he was inside.

I wanted to call for backup, but Jacob wouldn't let me.

See, we had to move fast.

That's typical Lightning.

I was like you.

I doubted him.

You when in without backup?

You damn right.

Didn't need none.

I had his back, and he had mine.

I was scared.

I ain't even gonna lie to you.

I was scared.

This man was not only a killer, he

was a motherfucking cannibal.

And what happened?

Well, we moved in real slow.

Being real quiet.

Shit, we was so quiet, you could hear a rat piss on cotton.

And then Lightning, he stood there real calm

and opened the door, just cracked it open real slow.

And then we saw him with his back

toward us kneeled down over a dead fucking clown.

A clown?

Yeah.

Some guy he ripped from a local carnival

stealing foreign makeup.

He was bent over chewing on him, eating his flesh,

sucking his bone like it was the last barbecue

rib at Rendezvous.

Shit.

Right in front of you?

Right in front of us.

I was shaking.

And I called out "Freeze, motherfucker!"

And Jacob, he's standing there like ice running

through his veins, gun covering down,

hammer starting to ease back.

This guy turned around real slow, blood

all over his mouth where he'd been eating this damn clown.

Son of a bitch.

Then what?

He just stood there real calm,

like it didn't even make no difference

that we was even there.

And then he slowly holds this arm out toward us like he's

offering it to us or something.

You're kidding me.

No, wouldn't bullshit you.

He had this arm in his hand, blood all

over his fucking mouth.

And you know what he said to us?

What?

Does this taste funny to you?

I get it.

He was eating a clown.

Very funny.

Wait.

Jacob's DNA was found under the fingernails

of the latest victim.

Lazarus Jones, MPD.

You're under arrest.

Put your hands in the air.

I said put them in the air, boy.

Do it!

Y'all get outside.

Go on!

This is car 12.

I need backup.

Shots fired.

I'm gonna beat you silly.

Ready, baby?

You a real tough guy.

You like to beat helpless women?

Slam them?

Smack them?

Punch them?

Like this?

How about that?

That all you got?

That feel good to you?

Well, this is fun.

How's that feel?

[yells]

Come on.

You want a piece of me?

OK, baby.

Take your best shot.

You feel that?

Come on!

You like to play poems, right?

I think your arm's broken.

Now you just broke you rib.

Oh!

Oh, there goes another one.

That's right!

Oh, you knee hurts?

Oh, oh.

Let me see what I can do about that.

That's enough, detective King.

You got him.

Look at this guy and get Storm to take his confession.

He's the Grifter.

My arm, you fucker!

My arm!

It just don't add up.

Maybe I'm just not getting it.

The facts are the facts.

The lab results just came in.

The DNA found on the dead barmaid's fingernails

at Lazarus's farm matches Jacob's.

Bullshit.

That can't be right.

The facts are all pointing in one direction.

I mean, you saw it.

He had a fresh scratch on his arm.

And Lazarus has disappeared, that is if he even exists.

Look, I'll agree to something that I

would rather die than admit.

He is a genius, but I believe he uses

the same genius to catch the bad guys

to hide his own criminality.

Jacob killed that barmaid.

Miss, you done lost your damn mind.

It's the perfect murder.

The killer investigates his own crime

and pins it on a serial killer he's already investigating.

You know the sick thing is you killed her to get to me.

All you had to do was call my motherfucking name.

Yeah, you gonna bend over, and I'm gonna

stick my size 14 up your ass.

[grunting]

Come on!

Just like old times, ain't it, Billy Joe?

Shit.

Want some more?

Come on, motherfucker!

You like knives, right?

[panting]

Where you going, boy?

No appeal this time.

Get up, Hillbilly.

Come on.

Come on, Hillbilly.

[screams] You gonna regret this.

Here it comes, motherfucker!

Here it comes!

[screams] You've killed me.

Nah, you don't look dead yet.

Lie down.

Oh, shit.

Now you look dead.

Storm, come on.

Let's go.

Jacob?

Jacob!

Jacob?

It's Celine.

She's dead.

Jacob?

He's gone.

Good job.

Thanks.

Storm, I'm sorry about Celine.

Billy Joe killed her, and I took care of him my way.

He won't be up on the pier.

You've been a great partner.

I know my methods are unconventional, but hell,

that's how I caught Lazarus.

Take his confession for me, would you?

I'll look you up one day.

Jacob.

I just got off the phone with your captain.

He said Jacob booked Lazarus about two hours ago.

He confessed to everything, including framing Jacob.

Do you see papa?

Papa!

Oh!

Papa!

Uh-huh.

Said I been walking, baby, down that lonesome road.

I said I been walking, baby, down that lonesome road.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I've been away too long.

But baby, baby, now I'm coming home.

She got set a set of assets.

She knows how to flash it.

She got a set of assets.

Know what I'm saying?

She got a set of assets.

She know how to flash it.

She got a set of assets.

Know what I'm saying?

She got a set of assets.

She knows how to flash it.

She got a set of assets.

Know what I'm saying?

Oh, she got a set of assets.

She know how to flash it.

She got a set of assets.

You know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Know what I'm--

Yeah.

Oh.

Know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Oh.

Know what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Hey.