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♪ Roam if you wa-ha-hoo ♪

♪ Without wings, without wheels ♪

♪ Roam if you want ♪

♪ Roam the world ♪

♪ Roam if you want ♪

♪ Without anything but the love we feel ♪

♪ To the goal, a ♪

♪ Bring it from hip to hip ♪

"Rock it through the wilderness"

♪ The journey around the world begins with a kiss ♪

♪ Roam if you want ♪

♪ Roam the world ♪

♪ Roam if you want ♪

♪ Roam if you want ♪

♪ Without anything but the love we feel ♪

No no no. Hello! Hello!

Somebody!

No, please, no, no, please! No, no, please!

Please please please!

Please please please!

Please. Oh God.

Please please please help me!

♪ Bring it from hip to hip ♪

"Rocket through the wilderness"

- Yes, it is blood. - Good.

I hope they bleed to death.

It's the third time in two months.

There are 47 globes in the letter "G."

It's $ 3.10 each.

That's $ 145.70 each time.

That's another 13 dinners I have to sell to float.

Are you listening to me?

Yes sir.

Taking half of us is from the highway.

You drive by, you look up ...

Not exactly a Happy Meal.

Good morning, Deke.

Hey, Deke.

Yes sir.

Do you remember a punk named JJ Kendricks?

Robbed the Quick Mart?

We have a witness who identified him, but she gets the guilt.

All she knows for sure is that he was wearing a really nice pair of boots.

Fancy stitching.

"Unforgettable," she says.

But Kendricks is a robbery suspect in LA.

Down in LA?

- Yes. - Is this going somewhere?

Yes. And so are you.

The day after tomorrow there will be a support act with a motion to dismiss.

You drive to LA and bring back the bloodstained boots

it identifies them, and the judge sets a trial date.

The blood, did they certainly run the ABO on the blood?

That's correct.

That means this is a DA problem, Captain, not ours.

Oh no, it's our problem.

No evidence, no conviction.

I don't have anyone else.

Yes sir.

Don't look at me like that. You've been gone for the past two weeks.

Ah ...

I'll see you tonight.

I'm here to retrieve confiscated evidence.

The property said it was here.

And.

Excuse yourself.

The proof is here, but it won't go away without a signature.

Ah. - Uh-uh. Not yours.

I need Homicide's permission to release.

- There is a provisional tomorrow. - Not my problem.

Captain Farris has locked this item for testing.

- It's already been tested. - I do not know.

He wants to test it again. Become a thing.

So I hear it.

Hey look. You sign me and, uh, you can walk out of here ...

I wear those damn things for everything I care.

Hello. Hello.

Is this yours?

- Yes, untie him. - You blocked me.

Why didn't you just ask me to move it?

Because I don't have time. Do you want special treatment?

Go back to Kern County.

Untie it.

... all-hands-on-deck approach to this matter.

For these cases.

Our city, our communities, our citizens,

And especially ...

these innocent victims deserve no less.

I don't know how many times to tell you, man.

Get it from the file. Please.

... is that we ask for your help.

When someone has seen or heard someone

that may be somehow related to these cases ...

Carl.

I see Brother Love's ...

Salvation Show is still running.

Everyone needs a little faith. Even you.

Have a new disciple for yourself.

Great detective, great guy.

You have to listen in, maybe you learn something on both points.

- Anyway ... - The lab called.

Will you leave town when you are done?

- Would you like to take me out to dinner? - I want you to get out of here.

They will take the test first in the morning

and if there is no match, you are gone.

Tomorrow is not good. My CO told me ...

Ah, I called your CO.

He says stick around until the tests are done,

provide proof tomorrow.

Okay?

Good to see you, Captain.

Watch it from this side ...

give you the chance to visit all those friends you left behind.

Who says bad guys don't return to the scene of the crime?

How does it feel to be in uniform again?

Still working overtime, Rogers?

- Ooh. That's Sergeant Rogers now, Deke. Yes. Sergeant Rogers?

Couldn't have happened to be a nicer man.

Hmm.

Your phone rings.

Yes I know.

We work meticulously and methodically.

Sergeant Rogers. Yes, but what did he say?

... and we're evaluating and prioritizing leads ...

- Nice to see you, Deke. - Nice to see you too.

... and collect additional evidence.

I can assure you all, we take a 24/7,

an all-hands-on-deck approach to this matter.

These cases.

Ask.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but what I hear is

after two months and four victims,

you don't have a suspect.

Nothing I can discuss.

Four dead girls, Jimmy.

We haven't been that scrutinized since the Night Stalker.

There is talk.

The sheriff hinted we could ask the FBI for help.

- Are you joking? - A point.

One point, Jimmy. Not today.

Deke?

Asshole.

- The man, the myth, the legend. - Hey, Sal.

Are you still hanging out?

No rest for the ugly.

What are you doing here?

Um, don't ask, don't tell.

I'm just going down the street, let me buy you a cup.

Come on, what's a cup of coffee?

Okay.

And.

Who is that, the one talking to Will?

Kern County patrol dep.

That's Joe Deacon.

You are joking.

No.

They are a bunch of nancies.

End of service, I have to beg someone to bring a beer.

They have no soul, these new boys.

They weeded the whole heart out of the place.

But then you know that better than anyone else.

- Hey, Sergeant. - Sal.

- Do you know Joe Deacon? - Do you get what you came for?

I will.

Don't you have anything better to do than break my balls in the meantime?

Nothing personal. Deke breaks everyone's balls.

You want to make fun of John Q. Public

Thinking the worst is behind us

that's your business see you next time

but hey, it's your service, right?

Yes it is.

I hear you're a good cop.

I also hear things.

He's a good cop, Deke. College boy,

bit of a holy roller, but I've been thinking about getting into it myself.

Go fast for a promotion.

Sal, we're awake.

Would you like to stay with me and the woman tonight?

Ah, no. Thanks anyway.

- Good to see you, Deke. - Good to see you too, brother.

Why don't you ride with me?

Maybe you can even give me a few tips.

Everyone outside, nobody in. Dollar for a dime, it's a decomp.

Baxter. 362071. What is everyone waiting for?

The power has been turned off in the victim's building.

- Did you call Edison? - They're working on it now.

Have you been inside?

- How big is the place? - Efficiency in two rooms.

Because of the victim's posture

Access is via the fire escape from the adjacent apartment.

We have generators on the truck.

No, let's get the wazoo guys to work.

Do you want to super glue the entire apartment?

Why not? We are dead in the water until the power is turned back on.

Do you know all this? - No.

Things have probably changed a lot since you left.

I still have to catch him, right?

- Yes. - Hmm.

So not much has changed.

Anyone want menthol?

Anyone eat?

Okay.

Lights out.

Holy shit!

♪ Don't look at it Don't look at it ♪

♪ Don't watch TV Don't watch it Don't watch it ♪

Arterial wound ...

stab wound, body cavity.

Another stab wound.

She crawled over here ...

all the way here.

Here she died.

So why is she there?

They lift prints from this window?

Hey, Jimmy, did they dust that ledge yet?

Give me the first officer.

Still house calls, huh, Flo?

Oh good lord.

- Have you been in town for a while? - No.

Stay close until I'm done.

Okay.

Joe Deacon, this is Julie Brock.

Julie's 5'4 ", a dollar 20, and is from Manhattan, Kansas.

This job sucks.

Hello.

Our murderer left the same way we did.

It is your responsibility to secure and protect the property from anyone who could spoil it.

From the moment she died to the moment I cuffed whoever did this ...

we work for her.

- Yes sir. - Go away.

It's starting to look a lot like Illinois.

- It's Michigan. - Stop it.

Has this been dusted?

Yes, but it is broken. The stuff is rotten.

Not everything.

Hello.

When is your son, Columbo, gonna break my case for me?

Deke has his own style.

We're still processing that room.

What do you got, Flo?

She assumed room temperature two or three days ago.

- We'll know more when we take her in. - Lean her forward.

Check the cabinets.

Post-mortem liveliness.

She was moved.

Okay, search the block, knock on every door, question every whore.

Discover Julie's habits, friends, suitors, enemies.

Did they get anything across the alley?

They lifted a print, tested spots on the floor for semen, all negative.

Get files about known sex offenders in the area.

Peeping Toms, neighborhood arrests, including transients.

Lean on the lab for printing, okay?

- Mm-hmm. - Jamie, lean on it.

Okay.

Terribly quiet back there, Kojak.

Do I miss something?

Any of the other girls have bites?

Carrie Holland.

One of them. Why?

Comparable to a case in the north, that's all.

Deacon.

And?

Sal says you're here overnight.

Will you buy me breakfast?

Why would I want to do that?

Okay, I'll buy.

Nick's, 0800.

If I'm still there.

Going again on Wednesday?

Yeah right. I'll take you home.

Three blocks. I'll be fine.

- Night. - Bye.

Yes, also the public prosecutor surprised.

She made a second-degree offer.

Kendricks begged a plea.

How about the unforgettable boots?

Forget them. Don't need them. Neither did Kendricks.

Not where he's going.

- I see you tomorrow. - Okay.

Morning.

- Good morning. - Look, I know it was you

saw the observatory across the street last night.

Might have missed it without you.

You're welcome.

- When you leave? - Straight away.

Oh, that's too bad. I have something you might want to sit on.

He was arrested twice for peeking close to the victim.

Sheet says he is a KSO.

Stan Peters.

Picked up this morning based on a Ramey order.

Let it stew a little.

He wants a mouthpiece.

You may want to stay.

Nice boots.

Hi, Stan. Them.

Where's my lawyer? - Inside the building.

Takes a while.

A girl from your neighborhood ...

death.

And you, a well-known sex offender ...

I was taking a piss and I was in the alley.

You got your dick out.

This girl ... Teen girl, Stan.

She just walked by.

You have to believe me.

I want.

I have nothing to do with this.

And.

What can you tell me about Mary Roberts?

What?

Mary Roberts.

Mary Roberts, Stan Peters?

Dead girl, suspect.

Was he your son?

You never know. Just say hello to an old friend.

Well, your old friend says you broke his jaw once.

You have to kiss a lot of frogs to find your prince.

What are you still doing here?

Just left.

Order the poor boy on a Mary Roberts.

I'm going to eat a sandwich. You want one?

No thanks.

The Rathbuns are waiting.

Missing person.

Yes, they think their daughter Ronda is a stat.

Do we have a body?

Then they are still missing persons.

So crazy, girl. You're flying out of here.

Never get tired of looking at dead bodies?

I could ask you the same.

What is this all about, Joe?

Similar case in the north.

Thanks for doing this for me, Flo. - No problem.

She won't see the knife until tomorrow.

She will not see another knife.

General closeness, similar pattern and depth to our other four.

The garbage bag was a decoration that was placed on her head after death.

Maybe when the man came back.

Came back?

Unless he was a babysitter he made a return trip,

moved the girl and put her against the door.

Now turn that a little higher.

Okay.

Mm ... KHRT. Love songs from the 50s and 60s. Mm.

Do you get a tooth with the bites?

Turn right. Uh ...

Yes, we have been in a hurry. Inconclusive.

It could be the same as we found with the Holland girl.

Suck more, bite less.

Are there any saliva samples?

Funny you should ask.

I found traces of sodium benzoate in the bites.

- What is that? - Used in mouthwash. Toothpaste.

And look at this.

He shaved her after death.

Stole her, no blood.

What about her D-tract?

She had a good meal before she died.

Speaking of which, are you hungry?

I'll buy it when you get me an old file.

And.

Case up north, my ass.

Is this the fuck going on, Joe?

I'll pick up your file.

But if something goes wrong, I can't be there for you anymore, okay?

Okay.

You knew him, didn't you?

At least he knew you.

That's why he did that to your face.

You let him in.

You thought ...

"Eh ...

Not my type, "but ...

maybe he could be a friend. I mean,

you can't get enough of it.

But then you had that one little feeling.

You thought, "What if?"

But you waved it away.

Thought, "Ah, what difference does it make?

Life is too short."

And you were right.

Life is too short, Julie.

And you should have listened.

You should have listened to that one little feeling, but ...

Just like I'm listening to you now.

You can talk to me.

I am the only friend you have.

Do you know my view of the world, Joe?

There is good and there is bad

but you have to fight.

Because, brother ...

When I look into your eyes,

what I see ...

it is not good.

To remind me of what I did.

For what we have done.

I thought you were done.

How long has this refrigerator been broken?

I do not know. Maybe a week.

Are you responsible for repairs?

Oh, are you thinking of moving in?

No madam.

I called a man to fix it, but then the girl was killed.

So suddenly it didn't seem that important.

And, I mean, look. I have to paint the walls and throw out the mattress.

Who did you call?

Uh, a place around the corner.

AB ... ABC device. Something like that. ABC device.

And the stuff in the fridge was already rotten?

- Jaaa Jaaa. - Mm-hmm. Except the milk?

- My kid drank it, so buoy me. Oh.

- Something else? - In the fridge?

There were a few beers. Why?

I need it as proof.

For proof. Yeah, fine.

- Coming right up. - Okay.

How do you ever get used to it?

What is that, ma'am?

The smell.

You know, if you're lucky, you don't get used to it.

Here.

Shut down when you're done, okay?

I do not want any problems.

I have no connection with the girls in the front.

- I just need a room. Oh.

$ 20 a night, $ 100 a week.

There are a few things in it from the last man.

Just throw them in the hallway.

And don't worry, the sheets are clean.

Hello!

Do you want some company?

- Good night. I love you. I love you.

- I love you. - Love you.

- Have you prayed? - Yes.

- I see you tomorrow. - Night.

Goodnight.

- Hello. - Mm?

Did you set the alarm?

And.

It's never over.

Interview the immigrants in Brock's apartment again.

Jimmy.

All of them.

Close it.

- Stan Peters. - What's wrong with him?

Killed himself last night.

That is not good.

What does this have to do with Kern County?

Deacon looked through the glass.

He has a similar case in the north.

It is only a small collaboration between the different authorities.

Guy hasn't committed murder since we chased him out five years ago.

Do you know the book about him?

A great detective has a heart attack

leave town for a post in the sticks.

The man worked so hard on the case,

he got suspension, divorce, and triple bypass, all in six months.

Complete meltdown.

He's a rush hour train wreck.

That's a bit dramatic.

Only the good came out, we have you.

What do you say? I took his place?

Way of speaking, yes.

A piece of personal advice, Jimmy,

you have a good thing here.

Don't get confused with this guy.

What's the problem? He is gone.

His CO says he has taken vacation days.

- Yeah, so what? - Does he hit you?

like the kind of guy who plays golf?

Employee list.

Repair appointment book.

See for yourself.

So I can even have it delivered to you tomorrow.

All you have to do is go out and get some food, put it in there

your kids will be happy, you are ready to go.

Excuse me for a second.

- What can I do for you? - I'm Joe Deacon.

I need to see all repair orders from the past two weeks,

and a list of all your employees.

Thank you.

It's alright. You're not under arrest.

Yet.

- Please. - Thank you. Ah, this one.

This one is crossed out.

- It's a cancellation. - Yes?

That's before I can get a man out.

And does it always take so long?

Hey, we're busy.

And.

Yes, I understand.

And this is the list?

Mm ...

Mm.

- And your name is? Jack.

Are you okay, Jack?

What's your last name, Jack?

Aboud.

Thanks, Jack Aboud.

You don't mind if I take your list, do you?

Salaam alaikum.

Thanks, Jack.

Did you see my printout from the Brock apartment?

It's no good without one to compare to.

The center is missing and the computer cannot work without the center.

Look on the bright side, the man has finally left some part.

What exactly do you do?

We make sure you look good in court.

Pope!

Something else? Jewelry, maybe?

A red hairpin.

When she ran, she always wore a red hairpin to hold her hair back.

I'm going to find her.

♪ Finally ♪

♪ My love came with me ♪

♪ My lonely days are over ♪

♪ And life is like a song ♪

♪ Oh, yes, yes, finally ♪

♪ The sky above is blue ♪

"My heart was wrapped in clover"

♪ The night I watched you ♪

Jesus.

It's not her.

Really? How do you spend your free time?

When was the last time you saw two hoops?

and a meat truck going 20 miles an hour?

They didn't want to come more than me.

What do you have?

Deceased suits the MO.

Stab wound, ligature, killed elsewhere.

- Is she a float? - Yes.

But they dumped flooding here a few days ago.

I suspect there is mud in her hollows.

Probably shallow grave.

Are you ready to tell me about Mary Roberts?

Your son, Stan Peters, swallowed a 12-gauge late last night.

Hey, Jimmy, come and have a look.

If you didn't know better, from here ...

you could say it is beautiful.

Sal told me you were going to hit me with Farris.

It's not a sensible career move.

You're not exactly a favorite in the department.

Maybe I can make it up to you.

You may want to use these names. A few options.

They worked in department stores close to Julie Brock.

It's a long way.

Aren't they all?

Thank you.

Something I need to know.

How about a guy with the best clearance rate in the department?

15 years of work without promotion?

Maybe I didn't go to the right church.

Hm.

Do you believe in God, Joe?

When I see a sunrise or a thunderstorm

or dew on the ground, yes, I think there is a God.

Seeing all this, I think he doesn't care anymore.

I still owe you breakfast.

Yes.

This is amazing. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Joe is now in Kern County.

Mm. Your wife is dragging you away?

I'm divorced.

Oh. I'd like to get out of town, but Jim's not leaving.

Hm.

Do you work there Homicide?

Uh, no, ma'am. I'm just a ...

a beautiful.

Hoi.

- Hi. - My favorite.

That's Mr. Deacon, Chloe.

How are you?

Very good.

Do you have kids, Joe?

Uh, two girls. They are ... they are all grown up now.

Grown up.

I'll be late.

Are we ready to take Jen to school, honey? - Mwah.

I have a parent-teacher conference until 5am,

So the girls stay with Mom until dinner.

- That's fine. - Okay. I love you.

Where are you going?

Nice to meet you, Joe.

Thank you.

She is beautiful.

They are all.

And.

I'll put the names on the list. Where can I reach you?

St. Agnes.

I've heard of living to the beat, but it goes above and beyond.

Do you want to meet after a shift, compare notes?

Maybe you should ask the captain.

It's my case.

You look good, Marsha.

- You too, Joe. - Thank you.

I was just on my way to work. If I had known you were passing by ...

I have to go anyway.

- Let me ... let me get my bag. - Okay.

House looks good.

Glad you kept it.

Lawn too.

Yes, well, Tom is a ...

He's a wizard in the garden.

Better than me.

Well, you never really had time for that kind of thing.

How are the girls?

- Good. - Good.

You should call them.

And. And.

And.

Yes, I should.

Is it going well?

You know me.

And.

I know you.

Good...

I have to...

Okay.

Hi, Joe.

Hello, Marsha.

Mary Roberts. Paige Callahan, Tamara Ewing.

I just asked about Roberts.

Yes, all victims were whores

they were all found drugged and stabbed to death

on the same night at the same location.

You gotta be kidding me.

Yes, I am hilarious.

I never thought you were this hip.

Yes, they must have ...

must have changed hands.

Do you want something to drink?

Don't worry, I'm not telling you.

Where are you from? Originally.

The valley.

Where are you from?

- Originally. Mississippi Valley.

Alabama, Birmingham.

Well, here is to get from somewhere.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Okay, last night's victims ...

so we now have six.

One of them, Julie Brock, never left home.

Three from the Northern Province, dumped here.

Two from here, seem dumped in North County.

And who said bus travel doesn't work?

All stabbed, all gagged, all bound,

all highly organized murders.

Not much wasted movement.

- So I have a question. Why? - Why what?

First, geography.

Yes. Dude is a shark. If he stops, he dies.

He likes to drive. Probably has a decent car.

Maybe two. High mileage.

I can't find one around, a victim

then, uh, he goes where the opportunity arises.

Okay, next "why." Why the extreme torture than the love-biting?

Turn it on.

No rape, no sodomy,

- no genital mutilation. Hm. - He kills for sexual pleasure.

Was Stan Peters our boy?

God, I hope not.

Okay, back to the living. Our boy.

- He's got balls. - I'll give it to him.

He's going back to Julie's house

a few days after killing her, moving her body, shaving her legs,

introduces her, he brings beer,

milk, food. Just threw himself a little party.

And they found partially digested flesh in her stomach.

But she was a vegan. Strict vegetarian.

She would never touch it. Same as Ana. Not really.

Not even with a knife to her throat?

Nobody wants to eat alone.

Mm.

One last "why."

Why are you trying to solve a five year old case?

that everyone has forgotten?

Farris and I were ...

a few miles away. We heard a call on the radio.

Shouting reported. Sal was the first to arrive.

No lights.

Shifting problem. Guy from Edison said it happens once every ten years or so.

Now you see the woman behind me

- over my left shoulder? - Yes.

Gladys Fulcher. Old spinster.

Kind eyes and ears of the neighborhood.

A pain in the ass for the police, but a godsend for a detective.

And what did good old Gladys have to say?

Said she was gone. She lied about it first out of sheer shyness,

but she came clean.

What was she ashamed of?

She went on her first date in 15 years, slept in the old man's house.

So the night of the hat-trick we had no light

Gladys gets boned ...

two million against a long shot across the finish line

in a dead heat.

Third battle.

Drought.

No water, no mud, no prints.

The ground was hard as cement.

Victims were laid there on that rock.

They've been drugged elsewhere, but they've been brought here, stabbed to death.

Contrasted,

sacks over their heads, laid out, as if the rock were a table, like a ...

tea party.

Where the guests fell asleep.

Warm. This just went down.

And where was your third victim?

Close to.

You work the proof, you still come up with zeros.

It's all you can do. Happens to everyone.

Then you draw the black bean.

Maybe the victim looks like a child you picked out at school

or the green eyes remind you of your old lady.

Or maybe it's something else but whatever it is

they are your lifelong responsibility, Jimmy.

You own them.

You own them.

They are wherever they are, and you are their angel

trying like hell to change the ledger from red to black.

Tell the wise man, Jimmy, stay out of the angel business.

Hello.

What are you looking for in all of this?

To get the job done.

Just like you.

It's not the same guy.

Boys who kill pros are of a different race

than those who go after solid citizens.

Yes, no one is that close.

This boy has practiced his profession before.

Well, it can't be the same man.

He's a shark, remember? He stops, he dies.

Who said he quit? Maybe he just took his show on the road.

I am here on the right.

Two out of five employees of the appliance store have a file.

One is 55, the other in his late thirties, lives in Hollywood.

Both simple attacks.

It seems like a wash

but you have all the info there.

And for the record, your hunch? I don't think it holds water.

Then why all that interest?

You want to clear your conscience, that's your problem.

But you have to solve my case to solve yours, who am I to complain?

But you pee on my leg and call it rain, we're done.

Hey, what was Julie's last supper?

It was roast beef. Why?

It's the little things that matter, Jimmy.

It's the little things that catch you.

Can I help you?

I saw the sign "for sale".

That was for another car.

I have driven many miles with it. Are you ... you a salesperson?

No.

How is the trunk space?

It's standard.

Do you mind if I take a look?

I am on the market.

It is not for sale.

I just have to look.

You must really like my car.

I do.

Hey, Sal, listen.

Do a DMV check on an Albert Leonard Sparma.

Yes, see if he has sold cars in the last few months.

Inconclusive.

But there are some similarities with both Brock and Ewing.

Partly an incisor on Ewing's cheek.

What about Brock?

Partly from a bicuspid.

- Something else. - What is that?

He's from the east.

Folds his slice.

♪ Might make me unfair to my husband ♪

♪ My husband ♪

♪ You can not buy anything could

♪ Could make me lie to my husband ♪

♪ I gave my word of honor to my husband ♪

♪ To be faithful and I'm going ... ♪

♪ To be precise ♪

♪ He is actually my ideal ♪

♪ And no muscular man could take my hand ♪

♪ From my husband ♪

- We're looking here. - Okay.

♪ Here we are ♪

♪ Here we are alone ♪

♪ The moon is shining ♪

♪ The moon is shining bright ... ♪

Good night.

We've got roast beef, we've got strippers ...

Honey, do you have anything for us tonight?

We have whores.

Damn it, homie.

You don't know how lucky you are.

Okay.

How is the trunk space?

- Baxter. - The second girl, the ditch,

where did you find her?

A few hundred yards after 126.

- And you didn't leak it to the press? - No.

Are you sure?

It went out in transit, but it was never given to the press. Why?

What is the closest milestone?

Wait a second.

467.

4-6-7.

There is a man Deke asked me to do a vehicle check. Sparma?

It looks like Topanga Tow has registered a car on him.

Found it abandoned two weeks ago.

Reported stolen?

No.

Well, pull that dork in.

- Wine. - Damn.

Sal, what have you got?

Clean. 22,000 miles.

- A rollback? - Surely.

Okay, keep going. If you find anything let me know.

Here we go.

I'll take the prints. Call the lab and tell me I'm on my way.

Grab Deke and a patrol unit, pick up Sparma.

What about Tina Salvatore, the potential witness?

Give her a magazine.

What are the chances that he will let us in?

Yes. Just keep him busy, let him talk.

Tell him to take his time, change his clothes, whatever.

Match is inconclusive.

- Shut it off. - Eleven identifiers.

County requires 18 for an ID, LAPD requires 12.

So we are short of anyone's legal requirements?

- That says something. - It says you're seven short.

Look me in the eye and tell me this isn't my boy.

This other guy ...

let's call him mister X ...

he has eight identifiers. Just three less than Sparma.

Maybe he's the killer.

WHO?

Thank you.

Are we ready to go?

It's like I told the police ...

it was dark, he was wearing glasses, a hat ...

If I showed you some photos, could you identify him?

Could be.

Probably not.

Nothing. It was as if he was expecting us.

Give her something to drink. Keep an eye on her.

I have to use the toilet.

Yes. Come on.

It's here, to your right. I will wait for you.

Hey, do you have a minute, Jamie?

It's alright. I can find my way back to your desk.

Do you want a drink?

Uh ... Everything on a diet.

Just come back right away, okay?

- How are you? - Thanks.

The Harvester was immaculate.

Damn.

I got this from your desk.

Don't you mind if I move the table?

Do your thing.

Grab the other end.

Everything clear.

Bring him in.

Okay, Jerry.

What did you have to do to get such a job?

Kind of a demotion, huh?

No, we don't need them.

Where's Big Dick Tracy?

Is he coming with us for dinner?

Ow. Man ...

Hello, Albert.

I'm Detective Sergeant Baxter.

I know who you are.

You are famous.

Always on television and in the newspaper.

Thank you.

I am quite a crime fanatic.

Hm.

Well, then you know if you are innocent

you have to talk to me, clear your name.

Is that it?

Don't you finish me, Mr. Clean?

Okay.

I appeal to my Fifth Amendment right against self-incrimination.

Just kidding.

You should see the look on your faces.

Come on, it's hilarious.

But I would like my waiver card.

I know that I am not officially in custody, but ...

you better be safe than sorry guys?

Hot damn.

This is amazing.

Can I keep this?

No, I'm afraid not.

Not fun.

Hey, you wanna know something? Ernesto Miranda ...

was actually guilty.

Why did you leave your car, Albert?

The harvester. Had a great back, was good for hauling things around.

Look, Jimmy.

Detective Baxter. - Whatever.

Like I said, the car was stolen. Thanks for finding.

I drive it home.

We will hold it for a few days.

Well, that's not very nice of you.

Why didn't you report the theft?

Well, you see, that's the funny thing.

I did.

Someone has some homework to do.

Mm. Nice little thing, isn't it?

- Who said she's dead? - I know how to do it, Jimmy.

But the truth is ...

I am not the man.

Besides, if you had anything ...

nothing...

I would be under arrest ...

wouldn't I?

Do you want to be?

I wouldn't mind taking a look at all that evidence you say you have.

Is that for me?

Do you feel like he is enjoying this?

Oh yes.

Pineapple and jalapenos, please.

Can I come in?

Eleven more, you can make a calendar.

Oh Oh.

Oh, hey, stranger.

Tired of spraying that glass?

Pressies?

Oh yes.

This is the part where I feel like it's a trap.

Open it up, figure it out.

They are not mittens.

Wow.

Come on, take a look.

You know you want it.

Open up, you fucking fool.

Holy guacamole.

Eeny, meeny, miny, tired,

catch a dead girl by the toe.

Oh...

The contrast is completely gone.

It's not Weegee.

My God.

Let me ask you a question.

Why is that?

Huh?

Why is that?

Hm? Come on, you're a smart man.

You know every exit on the highway.

Let me help you.

I mean it.

Why?

Why not?

Asshole. Your dick is hard like Chinese arithmetic.

- Shit. - Son of a ...

- Deke! Hey, Deke! - Therefore.

- Therefore. - Go away!

- Why is that? Why is that? - Deke! Hello! Whoa!

That's what I want to know. - Go away.

Hello. Hello.

It is well. It's okay, Sal.

We know, you know ...

... we've got you by the balls, no matter how small they are.

You bastard.

You lost control.

Rizoli.

- Huh. Jimmy, it's your wife. - Take a message.

What do you think?

Maybe if I could take a closer look.

What do you mean by a better look?

Well, with this man.

I mean, you got it here at the station, right?

Thanks, Tina.

Look, I'm sorry. How about a setup?

We have no reason.

I mean the ID has been irretrievably infected.

She saw him in chains, for God's sake.

I told you. I have warned you.

I absorb the heat.

- I'm the first. - For now.

What the hell does that mean?

It means I have six bodies, no witnesses, no evidence, no murderer.

Two boys were questioned, and why are they suspects?

One, which later sucks on a 12-gauge,

for malicious extraction.

The other, for wearing a hidden boner.

- What do you want the prosecutor to do? - He visualized the crime.

His crime.

The sheriff calls in the FBI.

A man comes in on Monday.

We withdraw that point, we renew.

- Renew? - They take charge.

Hey, one more thing.

Did you know that Sparma confessed to murder eight years ago?

Guy walks in ...

and it took us ten hours.

He signs a confession. The next morning we had to cut it free.

- Why? - He lied.

I mean, he knew all the details

but he was not within ten miles of the murder.

Two more days, right Cap?

Hey, what's up with you and Deke?

Do you want to be the one to find him after his next heart attack?

It's his destiny, don't make it yours.

Deacon.

Boo.

What is ... what is all this?

The past becomes the future, becomes the past ...

becomes the future, becomes the past, becomes the ...

- Hello. Look at me. - Will be the future.

This is sick.

- You need help. - Don't point fingers.

I know all the symptoms.

Congratulations. We have a suspect.

Oh, we do, do we?

And.

Do you know that Sparma confessed to murder eight years ago?

So what?

He walked in and tugged on Rogers's chain for an entire shift.

He's a crime fanatic, he said himself.

Walk-in confessors are not murderers.

We have nothing!

You have the same pain in your stomach as I do, don't you?

We have something, we just don't know what it is.

If I can only get into Sparma's apartment for five minutes, I know ...

We don't have enough for an order.

... as if I'm standing in front of you.

I know.

You know what?

I know the answer is in Sparma's house. I know.

Let me ask you something, Jimmy.

What do you want?

I want to get the bastard.

For whom?

For all the girls he killed.

And for Ronda Rathbun, wherever she is.

I want to get the bastard too.

The difference is ...

I do it for me.

Just five minutes, Jimmy.

Please.

I'm sorry what happened today

and I would like to make it personal with you.

Meet me at Pike's, near your house, about the bully.

Is that the place with potato skins?

We will see.

He comes back, I hit the phone twice.

7-0, respond.

Code seven, fifth and most important.

Do you have a phone?

And.

It's local.

And a Shirley temple to go.

Officer down.

Repeat, cop down.

10929 San Marina Street.

Repeat, cop down.

LAPD, open up!

To the right.

Hello!

LA Sheriff. What is happening?

There's an officer down. Two men in now.

Hi Hi Hi. All respect, detective,

your jurisdiction doesn't start until 20 blocks. Action.

Sheriff's. - Baxter. 362071.

How can I help you?

Detective Baxter.

Detective...

- The bathroom is free. - Transparent.

Sparma called an "officer down".

Wily motherfucker.

Wily enough to keep his apartment clean?

He has a box full of knick knacks and souvenirs.

Have you seen a red hairpin by any chance?

- Red hairpin? - Yes.

Ronda Rathbun was wearing one when she disappeared.

Give me five more minutes and I can figure it out for you.

Good, bad news first.

Sparma has submitted a stolen car. Rogers failed to submit.

The good...

Sparma left town less than six weeks after your murders.

Where did he go?

Detroit.

Are there any unresolved bodies up there?

Detroit?

Turn right.

He knows we're here. He knows we're looking at him.

Good.

I want him to know.

Do you ever wonder ...

that maybe, just maybe, it's a waste of time?

All this sitting, waiting ...

watching, spending your life in the shadow of another man.

One, wherever he goes, I flag it for search warrants.

Two, he's trying again, I catch him red-handed.

Three, when I'm with him ...

no one dies.

Nobody dies on my watch.

How long is your watch?

While it lasts.

What's he doing?

How can you listen to these tasty love songs all day long?

Reminds me of my 16th in the backseat of my car ...

with Marsha McConnell.

Dude has a car, why is he taking the bus?

♪ I will follow him ♪

♪ Follow him wherever he goes ♪

♪ There is no ocean too deep ♪

♪ A mountain so high it can keep me away ♪

♪ I have to follow him ♪

♪ Ever since he touched my hand, I knew ♪

This is damn comical.

We are running out of sand, this man takes public transport.

Do you run this place?

Yes. No connection.

- Ho. Whoa. - Ah, damn!

Hey, are you okay?

I'm alright.

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

We're working on the case. That's all we can do, work it out.

It's like fishing.

You can go for days without a strike, and then you suddenly get one.

I'm dying here, Deke.

Okay. Why don't you go home

I'll put him to bed.

- Damn. - There you go.

I expected that.

Do you think they have watch batteries there?

Mm.

Okay, I'm going there. So you want something?

Black coffee.

Okay.

- Hello? - Boo.

Put your hands in the air!

- Now! - Okay okay.

Do it now! Against the fence.

♪ 8-6-7-5-3-0-9 ♪

Action!

- Action! - Okay.

Is this right? This one...

- Come on! - Okay. Fine.

Hands on your head!

Intertwine your fingers.

Pardon?

Intertwine your fingers.

Oh, um ...

That sounds complicated. Mm.

Point your fingers at the sky.

Now!

Spread your legs. - I thought you'd never ask.

- Where is she? Oh.

The original. How did you mess that up, Mr. Fancy Pants?

Where is she?

You don't want to know.

Not really.

Okay okay.

Okay.

You win.

I'll take you to her.

Would you like that?

Jesus.

Do you come?

You have serious anger issues, Jimmy. You know that?

You almost broke my rib.

40, 50 ...

60, 70 ...

Come on.

I will not bite.

Get in. We have a ride ahead of us.

And I have to work tomorrow.

You've already felt me. You're armed, not me.

What are you so afraid of, little boy?

Oh, PS, your butt buddy hasn't been invited.

Brace yourself.

Safety first.

You know, you're not very good company.

Where exactly are we going?

Ronda Rathbun?

You know, you and I are a lot alike.

In another life ...

um, we can be friends.

Isn't that crazy?

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy.

Do you mind?

I knew a man who had a hunting lease here.

And we have the moon tonight.

Cut the bullshit. Where is she?

All business.

You start walking that way.

Hm.

I'm a man of my word, Jimmy.

Cold.

Uh ...

Colder.

No no. Common cold.

God, you're really awful at this, you know that?

Let me give you a hint.

In this way.

Okay.

Uh-uh. Warm.

Warmer.

Hot. Hotter.

Hottest.

Bingo.

Now look at the ground and say ...

"Hello, Ronda."

You need this.

You dig.

The devil is in the details, Jimmy.

Witnesses, physical evidence.

You should get off my body, off my car.

It's a lot to think about.

In addition ...

it is a peace offering.

Okay.

Oh, you're gonna kill me.

Uh ...

Oh kak.

I think I made a boo-boo.

Yes. Come to think of it, this doesn't look that familiar.

But this one here ...

this looks promising.

Yes that is it.

What did you say?

A...

"Poop."

Then, "This one is more promising."

It's not like I have a damn treasure map.

I keep digging, you keep talking.

X marks the spot.

Third time's the charm.

It's like the grain path.

You want the truth?

I've never killed anyone in my life.

If you believe me, we can get in the car and drive straight home.

Maybe even stop for tacos.

If not...

That is it.

Not too much longer now.

What are you, five, six deep and no end in sight?

Oh...

I forgot to tell you.

I saw a picture of your family.

You should have stayed out of the public eye, Jimmy.

You and your ego.

I mean what kind of dad are you?

How can you protect those two beautiful daughters?

if you can't even help one ...

of those poor girls or their families?

You are insignificant.

You don't matter.

And this goes on and on and on.

And you can't help it.

Hello. Hello. Hey, get up.

Get up, man.

Stand up!

Stand up!

- Deke, what's wrong? - Quiet.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

The past becomes the future, becomes the past ...

will be the future ...

becomes the past, becomes the future ...

will be the future.

It was him.

We've got him. He was our boy.

He was our boy. He told me.

There is nothing you can do about it now.

We have to call someone.

What am I gonna say?

What am I going to do?

Nothing. You're not going to say anything, you're not going to do anything.

You're gonna find a hole, stick it in.

Choose one that is at least four feet deep. I'll be back in a few hours.

What did she say, man?

What about homeboy there?

Hello.

He was our boy, Deke. I'm sure he was our boy.

Nobody will care. I took care of it.

So listen ...

you go back

you tell Farris that Sparma was a wash,

and that you need a break.

A couple of weeks. You tell him I left town on Saturday

and you went home.

Are you listening to me?

He is dead.

He has been forgotten. He's rotting in the ground

and the only way he comes back is if you let him come back.

Never go back to his house

never let his name pass your lips

never pull up his file, because if you do ...

he will rise from that ground. He will bring you in.

It's the little things, Jimmy.

It's the little things that tear you apart

it's the little things that ...

caught you.

That's my boy.

He was...

Joe ...

And.

And with that comes an end to the world as we know it.

Thanks for listening for all these years.

It's twelve o'clock.

Direct noon, LA. This is Bobby Saunders,

and I say welcome to the new KHVY,

the king of talk radio, true what you have to say ...

A white male, aged between 25 and 40.

He is above average intelligent and socially competent.

Works as a skilled worker.

Probably firstborn or only child.

And he follows the crimes in the media.

At least one car in good condition, possibly two,

and he tends to change jobs.

Pick up, leave in an instant.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is the man we're looking for.

What about the directions we follow?

I think it is safe to say that we are at the conclusion of this operation.

But I can promise you this.

We get the bastard.

Ana. - Hey, Sal.

Come on in.

Thanks. I have to go.

Are you OK?

Yes. Good...

We already miss him. Uh ...

Joe Deacon gave me this.

Said it was for Jimmy.

Thanks.

Be careful.

You too.

Thanks, Sal.

You know I love you, Dad. But go away?

You're always there when I don't need you.

Sal brought this over.

He said it was Joe Deacon's.

Cause of death, multiple stab wounds.

That's what I achieve.

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