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Previously on Aquarius...

Word was, one of Charlie's
whores up and disappeared.

Everybody said Manson did it.

But, well, he got himself
a real uptown lawyer.

I want you to look into Ken,

I think that he might have
done something illegal.

All I need is to meet some
folks in the music biz.

'Cause that's where I'm
fully at now, my music.

Little Jimmy, I was fenced in
for a long time with your daddy.

I brought you something.

Peace offering.

Hey, uh, you got the time?

Yeah, sure.

What does Manson want with you?

He was your client.

Manson knows things.

If he talks to the wrong
people, we could lose everything.

Rough night?

Rough morning,

and it's barely 10:00.

Somehow I managed not to break out

the vodka yet, though.

Pretend we're at brunch.
Tomato juice and hollandaise

and who's got the lowest handicap.

I was on the phone with Middendorf.

Oh? What'd he have to say?

We were talking about
the direct-mail program.

Oh, yes, hi. It's me.

What'd he have to say
about the direct-mail?

Well, you were right to keep it going.

It's raising enough by itself now

to cover operating costs
for the national committee.

That's fantastic.

Isn't it?

Yes. Yes, it is.

That's why it's you.

What is?

California campaign
finance chair... for Nixon.

It's you, pal.

My God, I don't even know what to...

Yes, you say yes. And
I say congratulations.

Yeah.

So why was it rough this morning then?

'Cause I wanted it to be me. And...

'Cause of what's coming next.

They're gonna need to look into us.

Nixon's people.

They're gonna go deep.

Into both of us.

Into the firm, the whole damn thing,

but... once you told me Manson was out,

I... I took some steps.

Padded the paychecks of a
couple slobs at Missing Persons

to call me in case anyone asked
about that poor girl's file.

This morning, someone did.

But not just any someone.

20 years old, long blonde
hair, no tattoos, no birthmarks,

Smallpox vax on her hip.

My wife's got one of those.

Try not to lose the plot just yet, Dunphy.

Last seen December '59

in a red sequined a-line
dress and red pumps.

Terrific. You talk to youth squad?

Youth squad, runaway
unit, vice, jail, morgue...

Nothing, nowhere, no, no, no, no.

We got a picture?

We do not, lost to the ages.

We got prints?

Vice does have prints.

Fine, give me my marching orders.

Calling all PDs. Check and see if they got

a Jane Doe body dump
matches her description.

Start with LA County, then
go to Ventura and Orange.

Done. We know her name?

Caroline, Caroline Beecher.

So why we working so
hard to find a hooker's

been missing for seven years?

Because a guy named Ken Karn
and his friends don't want us to.

You keep carpet-bombing
me with this garbage.

Is that a trick deck, or what?

I'll call.

Settle down, Joey. You in?

Fold.

Oh.

Dunphy with the luck.

Pick it up.

That's right, come to daddy.

You gonna let me pay
you for this this time?

Ah, Ruthie does yours when she does mine.

She likes ironing. Plus, I owe you, buddy.

For what?

Being off the ball, your friend's daughter.

Wasn't my finest hour.

Mine either.

Yeah.

I'll buy you breakfast.

Sounds good.

What happened to that girl, anyway?

The baby keeps moving around,
kicking Mary from the inside.

Bet you weren't expecting that, huh?

A baby, Charlie's baby.

Were you?

I'm surprised it took so long, is all.

It'll be beautiful.

You'll see.

How do you know?

'Cause I got one. Just turned five.

First found out about him,
it was a bit of a hang up,

I'm not gonna lie.

Now? It's all love, man.

Charlie said it would
be, and it is. You'll see.

Who's this guy?

Where you going, Mr. Police Officer?

Oh, no, no.

I'm Elliot Hillman. I produce music

for Ham Chapel, the record company.

I was told, uh, the writer lived here.

I'm just trying to find Charles Manson.

Well, welcome.

Sam?

Hi.

Thought we might do
better on neutral ground.

I been trying not to think
about how well I didn't behave

last time I saw you.

I said some incredibly stupid things.

I forgive you.

In fact, I forgive you in advance

for anything you might
ever say or do again, ever.

You said Manson was a pimp,
and that one of his girls...

Disappeared, yeah.

But he didn't go to prison for that.

Why not?

It's too hard to make
a case without a body,

especially 'cause he had a good lawyer.

Ken's not good, he's great.

Well, that begs the question,
what's a first-rate lawyer doing

representing a third-rate pimp?

There's no good answer to that, is there?

None I can think of.

Okay, how am I supposed
to go back to diner coffee

after this, huh?

I learned from my dad.

If there was one thing
he knew, it was coffee.

Might've been the only thing.

Well, he must've known some things.

I mean, he was the big boss.

Before he died, he whacked,

burned, or plowed the wife
of every friend he ever had.

Left me on my own to claw my way back up.

Made it so now I have to share
with dizzy trim like Lucille.

If I wanted a partner, it
wouldn't have been a woman.

If I wanted it to be a woman,

it sure as hell wouldn't have been her.

Bikers, they could help you with that.

Satans could.

As in that Roy guy?

Yeah, you're funny.

They've got no history
with your dad, good or bad.

They like money, they know drugs,

and I'm pretty sure they never sleep.

Be like having your own army.

You wouldn't have to share with anybody.

So Butano and Kovic are
in business together.

What happens when they start
to wonder what's in it for you?

Don't you have work to do?

Yeah, actually, I do.

I'm looking for Manson's
disappeared hooker.

Officially? How's the
brass feel about that?

Don't you have work to do?

Hodiak.

Hey.

Lucille Gladner, man.

Lucille? She wants to see me.

So?

So? So. So maybe she wants to see me,

or maybe she wants me to
think that she wants to see me,

so that I make it easy for her, man.

I just... I walk in and I
show up to my own damn funeral.

Why would Lucille want to kill you?

I don't know.

Maybe 'cause I talk to cops?

Okay, and how is blowing town

gonna make you less suspicious to Lucille?

Call her. Call her.

Call Lucille, tell her
you're gonna go see her,

and then go see her, okay? Trust me.

Don't trust yourself. You're not reliable.

Doesn't feel like a good idea.

So where'd you learn to play?

Oh. McNeil, yeah.

They let me have a guitar,

and Mexican guy taught me
how to play, and away I went.

You ever put any prison tunes on your demo?

I'd dig on one of those.

Ahem.

* Clang, bang, clang
went the big iron door *

* They put me in a cell
with a concrete floor *

Hey, Dunphy in here?

You deaf? Wish I was.

Cards last night. Cigars,
Carl's mom's crab dip.

Your absence was remarked upon by some.

Sal's still mooning over
that bunny from Dispatch.

I mean, she's very
pleasant, but she looks like

she crawled out of the sea. Am I right?

I seen better heads on cabbage, huh?

Hey, give you a buck, you
tell me what time it is.

- Come on, this is old.
- 9:47.

- 9:47, how about that?
- Come up with a new gag, buddy.

Uh, Detective?

What?

You said a buck.

Get out of here, I'll
shoot you in the head.

You know, I would get this
if you were in love with Opal.

I'd get it if I wasn't
still married to her.

I'd certainly get it if
I'd slept with your wife,

but you're not, I am, and I didn't,

so why you being such a
fetus about this whole thing?

Oh, Dunphy didn't take a
towel in there with him,

so enjoy the show.

Suck my dick.

Father Mack.

Father Mack?

Oh.

The sergeant at the desk said
I should just walk back here

and find you, and here you are.

Well, as long as you're not here to talk

about the state of my eternal soul...

Have a seat.

Oh, I'm sure your mother would like me

to discuss your soul with you, but...

Yes, I'm sure she would.

Yes, she would,

but no.

Okay.

I just...

I want your opinion on something.

I'm concerned about
Father Rowe, our pastor.

- I think you've met him.
- I have.

I've had dinner with him a few times,

over at my mother's house. He can sure

put away the Parker House rolls, that guy.

Hmm.

What's your concern?

On Mondays, I count the
parishioner donations.

Mm-hmm.

About $2,000 is the usual.

Okay.

But since the spring,
Father Rowe has asked me

to set aside 500 each time for him.

500 for what?

I don't know. He didn't say,

and I wouldn't ask.

Uh... well, here.

Here.

Okay? Can you see?

Well, not as well as I used to.

Me neither.

- Here and here.
- Mm-hmm.

He's written out the check to cash,

- and not mentioned it to me.
- Right.

Do you think I'm overreacting to this?

Unfortunately, no, I don't
think you are, actually.

Oh.

What do I do now?

Well, you know what,
I'll give it to someone,

someone the pastor doesn't
know, someone he won't recognize.

Yes, but... but when they report,

they'll give the information
back to you first?

They'll talk to me, I'll tell you,

and we'll figure it out, okay?

All right?

- Okay.
- All right.

Thanks, Sammy.

You want some coffee?

Oh, yeah.

* What can I do? Just a person *

* Line always seem to hear *

* You just sit and things get worse *

* Watch TV and drink your beer *

* Walking all alone not going anywhere *

* Walking all alone *

Man down.

I did... my thing, right?

I'm... I'm saying we're
taking a little break.

You sounded so good.

He's going. He's gone.

Is he? He doesn't look like he's leaving.

You gonna tell me what I know?

Never, Charlie.

There's a cop in my head,

distracting me, stealing
my thoughts, because of you.

I know, I'm sorry. What can I... can I do?

You can start by making the
music man happy so he stays.

I don't care how.

But if he goes, I will care about that.

It's just not the way Charlie
would normally do this.

Oh, sure, no, no, I...

I didn't preamble myself.
I didn't give him... wow.

Any time to prepare.

Well, yeah, but also...

No, I get it. You know, he's nervous.

He's not nervous.

He's not your minstrel puppet.

He can't just turn the
songs on, like a light.

- No.
- And why should he?

You came to him.

Yeah.

You don't know who Charlie is,
how he lives, what he thinks.

Some people might say those
things should be in the songs.

Old, plastic people.

Are you like them? Did
you drive all the way

out here to find the same
thing you've always found?

You walked on in

and told him, "Stand on a
cliff for me," and he did.

Because he wanted to
give you what you needed.

Giving someone what they need is love.

The music's only part of it.
His love... is everything.

Uh.

Sounds like I got this all wrong.

Something like this
here, immersing yourself,

I wasn't prepared. I need
to... take a step back.

No, what?

What... hold on, no, no,
no, look, I was just...

- Come on, I just...
- No, no, you just made the case

for Charlie, little lady.

He should be happy someone
like you's got his back.

Come on.

- In fact...
- No, no, you stay.

- No, in fact, I'll tell him.
- No, look, here...

- You can... no, no, no, no.
- I'll tell him

- right before I go.
- Look, come on, please.

Thank you.

In the war today, American troops underwent

a series of surprise attacks

in the dense jungle near southern Cambodia.

The attacks began at dawn
with heavy artillery fire.

Ah, the puzzle palace.

Even smells the same,

like old aquarium tank water.

That's what that is.

- How are you?
- I'm all right.

I got a job for you if you want it.

'Course I do. What is it?

All right. Priest in my old parish

thinks someone's stealing
from the collection plate,

Thinks it's the pastor, Father Rowe.

That's a doozy.

Yeah.

I'd do it myself, but he knows me.

I'll cover your time and expenses.

I won't let you down this time.

I know.

In other news, 87 Pomona County Sheriffs

burst into applause when surprise guest

and former vice-president Richard Nixon...

Sam.

This is a hospital.

Actually, this is where
I take my break and eat

leftover Swedish meatballs from last night.

You're a nurse.

You should be a detective.

You always said you were going
to nursing school part time.

Because I was.

You did it.

You got out. You changed your life.

Well, I didn't change
it so much that someone

couldn't find me if they really wanted to.

Well, what about you? You're
still a cop, obviously.

Yup.

You still married?

Long answer, yes with a "but."

Well, I'm sorry if you're sorry.

Don't be, Nurse Martha.

Nurse Kendall, please.

Oh, okay.

Yeah. "Nurse Martha" sounds like

what one of the johns would
call me, and occasionally did.

How long's it been?

Since johns called me things?

Mm-hmm.

Four years.

And how long you been a nurse?

Six.

Uh, what... oh.

Yeah, I didn't change it all at once.

I don't think it sticks
if you do it that way.

That's smart, I think you're right.

That's smart.

Nice suit. Is that the same threads

you had on the other day when
you fell down in the dirt?

Nah, threw that one out.

Plenty more where that came from.

Doesn't smell like you can say the same.

Okay, are we gonna play chicken,

or are we gonna talk about something?

Yeah, well, I'd rather
talk about making money,

but sounds like he'd rather
dwell on bad memories.

Butano. Butano.

Hey, I don't know you from nothing.

I'm hanging with my guy Charlie,
you walk up, you pull a gun,

I'm gonna take it from you.

Now, if you're my guy,
and somebody walks up

and pulls a gun on you,
I'm gonna take it from them.

That's not how it works, then you tell me.

How does it work?

I guess it could work like that.

Anyone who's a Satan,

tab's forgiven till midnight.

All right, hell, yeah.

Whoo!

So was she a house girl,
streetwalker, outcall?

Don't know.

I know she had a pimp, Charlie Manson?

Don't know him. What's her name?

Caroline Beecher.

Okay, I'll ask around, make some calls.

Hey, while you're at it, can
you ask about a Lois Miller too?

Sure. Who's Lois Miller?

She reported Caroline Beecher missing.

I don't know if she's a friend
or another "pross" or what.

After seven years, you're not expecting

a happy ending, are you?

Why would I start now?

I like your little hat.

Guess you talked to Lucille.

Uh, Yeah. Yeah, I did.

Guess you're still alive.

Yeah... for now.

What the hell is that?

She did it with a belt, man.
I passed out and I only woke up

because she bit me. Look at it.

You mean in the sack?

You and Luc... that's what she wanted?

Is that surprising?

You should be so lucky.

You think this is lucky, man?

Hey, handsome.

Oh.

She's a psycho.

* 'Cause I found somebody new *

What's going on?

Nothing. Keep your wig on.

Well, If we were going to
be having special guests,

it would have been nice
to have some notice.

You know, we could have closed
the place, had a private party.

Notice from who? Me?

Yeah, Jimmy.

Listen, these special
guests, they work for me now,

doing whatever I need done.

* Oh, so cool *

* I ended up a fool *

How's that for notice? Good enough?

Why don't we commemorate
our new arrangement

with a toast?

* The thing you wouldn't do *

What'll you have?

I'll take one of everything.

* I said the thing you wouldn't do *

For all of California?

That's incredible, my God.

Which is why we need to
settle some things right now.

What things?

Dick Nixon is the only hope
this country has to rise up

out of the... the political,
moral, hippie-coddling,

war-torn quagmire it's in.

He will vet me right down
to the nails in my shoes.

And Hal.

And you.

And our daughter.

I will do whatever it takes,
whether you like it or not,

to see that Richard Nixon
is our next president.

So here's what I'm gonna do...

And when I'm through telling you,

I only want to hear two words.

Yes, dear.

It's good to see you.

There's lots of people here.
All I have to do is scream.

I just want to tell you
something that you want to hear.

Those eyes.

When you were a tiny baby,
you'd always study me.

It... it was disconcerting.

Such an old soul looking
out of that new face.

And I should've remembered it,
how sure you've always been.

Do you know what emancipation is?

Yes.

Well, in this state, if
the parents don't oppose,

a minor can self-emancipate,
just by moving out.

You've done that. We'd
just make it official,

set you legally free.

This is what Mommy wants too?

Yeah.

Just tell me.

Tell you what?

You and Charlie. I saw...

The way you looked at each other, I saw.

Tell me something real
for once, Daddy, please.

I'll sign the papers and take
them to the probate clerk.

And then we can live our lives,

and not hurt each other anymore.

Good-bye, Ken.

- Well.
- Hey.

Anybody needs a blood transfusion,

they could just squeeze your eyes.

Ah, ha. Coffee?

No, I'm just gonna tell you all I know,

and I'm going home to bed.

Oh. The priest thing already?

That was quick.

So Father Rowe, he officiated
two weddings yesterday.

Then after that, I tailed
him to the parish house

and sat outside without
incident till it got dark,

At which point, he got in his car

and went to that warehouse on Cherokee.

Warehouse? Uh, Bob Ellery's place?

Bob... he... he's gambling
at Bob the Barber's?

I went inside and had a couple shots of rye

just to put eyes on him.

So he's stealing from the collection plate

to... to play high stakes poker?

Mm, could be putting down his own money,

but seems pretty unlikely
on a priest's salary,

seeing the size of the pots at Bob's.

Yeah, gotta say,

it was pretty sad watching
him at the table all night,

betting on the flop, knowing what I knew.

You ever wonder why we do it?

Nope.

But I know you do.

And... you should stop doing that.

You haven't told anybody else?

No, you asked me not to.
But this is grand theft,

so I'm thinking I should go pick him up.

Let me talk to him first, please.

I don't want him shamed.

I just want him to admit to what he's done.

And... when I'm done talking to him,

I hope you'll talk to me.

Well, I'm gonna for sure want
to hear about that afterwards.

No, I mean I hope you'll talk to me.

I'm always happy to talk to you, father.

What would you like to talk about?

Oh, anything, something.

The Rams sacking Johnny Unitas seven times.

Whatever you want, Just come.

"The center of me is always
and eternally a terrible pain,

a curious, wild pain,

a searching for something
beyond what the world contains.

Something transfigured and infinite."

Do you know the man who
said that was an atheist.

Imagine how I feel.

Bye, Sammy.

Charlie, where have you
been? We've looked everywhere.

I put out what you give me.

I... I put out...

What you give me!

Oh. Oh.

You know what you gave me in
front of that old cat, huh?

Huh?

Up!

You gave me your fear and your weakness.

You crammed them right down my throat.

Well, today, we will be
centering our energies.

There won't be nothing to
hold on to, nothing to lean on.

We're gonna look all the way inside,

and see if we can work
out what we are doing here!

Two smiley faces... each.

Get 'em from Little Jess.

Lock down what needs to be locked down,

and then prepare to fall into the hole.

Two tabs, isn't that a lot? We
don't usually take that much.

I've never taken two at once.

No, please, Charlie, he said he'd be back,

Elliot did. He loved your music.

I heard him tell you. He
said he was coming back.

Come on.

Don't you think you've done
enough talking for one day,

Cherry? I sure do.

Two smiley faces... each!

Nurse Martha.

I was on my way to work,
I thought I'd stop by.

Oh.

I made some calls last night.

Friends, friends of friends.

Mm-hmm. Any luck?

No, no luck.

What about Lois Miller?

Nothing, sorry.

Well...

I wanted to help.

Thank you.

You know, after all these years,

this place still smells the same.

Yeah. Old aquarium water.

More like the inside of a wool hat.

Yes.

You know, you didn't
have to come down here.

We could've done this over the phone.

Done what?

Told me there was nothing to tell me.

I know.

Jeanie, I don't know what I've done

to deserve you saying that,

I mean, besides working
all the hours God sends

and not drinking nearly
as much as I'm entitled to.

Officer Cutler? Eddie?

Jean... Jean... You know what? Fine.

Officer?

No, Jeanie? Jeanie, I
didn't come home last night

because I was with a woman.

She was dead, and there were
about a hundred other people

there, but I was with her.

What do you mean, how? I'm
not gonna... gonna lie...

Jeanie? Jeanie, hi, it... it's Sam.

Yeah. How are you?

It's been far too long, it has.

You know, I miss that thing you make

with the pimento cheese and the pineapple.

That's fantastic, I miss it.

You know, uh, last night

was one of the worst nights
we've had, you know...

This poor girl, they brought her in, and...

She fought so hard, Jeanie,
but in the end, she...

Why am I telling you this?
You don't need to hear this.

I'm sorry. All right... but... yes.

Yeah, yeah, I'll come home
with Ed one of these nights,

and we'll... we'll... like old times, yeah.

It's good to talk to you, Jeanie.

All right. Okay, bye.

What time is it now?

Kitty, what are you doing?

I'm hanging onto you.

No-o-o-ho.

No, no, no, no, Kitty cat.

I am holding onto you.

That's not true! That's not true!

- No!
- Relax.

Help me!

That'll help. Cherry, we'll get Cherry.

Cherry Pie, Kitty needs you. Cherry! Emma!

We need you! Cherry.

Emma!

Where's Emma?

How goes Butano and the bikers?

All love, brother, all love.

What about Manson's missing
hooker, what's her name?

Caroline Beecher. I'm at
the straw-grasping stage.

What're you doing?

Missing "pross," these
are her vice arrests,

along with every other girl

who was booked alongside her each time.

Got anything particular in mind?

Maybe I know one of these girls?

Maybe I know somebody.

Known a hooker or two in my time.

Anybody know a Wanda Hartley?

Here I come to save the day.

Detective Squad. What?

This one she one's from eight years ago.

How long has this girl been missing?

- What?
- Well, here's another girl

arrested in the same wagon as Caroline.

Louise Mitchell. Black hair, brown eyes,

gives her address as 2800 Fountain.

Tattoo of a butterfly on her shoulder.

Also known as Laney Watson and Lois Miller.

Does that mean something to you?

She's the one who reported my girl missing.

Who wants to go for a ride in the car?

Just over to St. Finian's.

Don't make me go alone.

What's over at St. Finian's?

Priest strangled in the
vestry, if you can believe it.

What's the world coming to?

Father Mic... Mac... Some
harp name. Maybe a robbery.

They didn't say if anything was missing.

You're calling someone a harp, Dunphy?

I'll go. We can stop for chili dogs.

It's right on the way.

Hey.

You doing all right there?

I'm tired.

And I know who did it.

You ready?

Bring him out, get his reaction

when he sees the body.

Where did they find him?

Stairs of the parish house.
Said he'd been asleep,

blinking like a babe in the woods.

Very convincing. Almost had to ask for

absolution for waking them up.

Father, there you are.

Are you sure you're prepared
for this now, very...

disturbing site.

- Two?
- What?

You should have brought more cops.

No, Sam. Sam!

After this we'll head
over to the Blue Room.

There's a delivery coming, all right?

I want them just to jump right on it.

Get things going, but I want you there

for my eyes and ears.

Hey, sorry to interrupt,
but the package is here.

Here? Why is it here?

I don't know, someone got confused?

I said not to leave it,
but he said you said to.

He said I...

Unbelievable. Where is he?

- Guest performer dressing room.
- All right.

Come on, let's just get
it, put it in your car,

take it over to the Satans right now.

Hey, hang on a second, man.

Please, tell me about your first
day of work at the hospital.

For the love of God, why?

I kind of need to hear a
good story today right now.

How are you so sure it is one?

You know it is and you know why.

You got your job,

and you got your uniform,
and put on your hat,

you got to the hospital and
you said, "Good morning."

And then...

Well, there wasn't all
the disposable equipment

- back then so...
- Mm-hmm.

The nurses had to sterilize the syringes

and the needles and the tubes.

You know, soak and scrub
them, put them in the autoclave

to kill the germs.

Yeah.

And after eight hours
my legs were tired, so...

- Mm-hmm.
- I decided to sit on the desk

while I did my work.

And this head of department
walks by and sees me

sitting there and I thought I was fired.

He looks at me and he says,
"Smart thinking, nurse."

It was glorious.

Did I imagine that or did that happen?

- That happened.
- All right.

Could be booze delivery.

Hello.

Hi.

I left a message with your service.

Maybe more than one.

I haven't picked up any.

Oh, um, that's fine.

I just... I didn't feel right
coming by the station again.

You know, with everything
that goes on there.

Especially since what
I'm asking isn't official

police business anyway.

You know, I wouldn't want to
get you into any trouble, or...

I'm sorry.

No, don't be.

Well, if you find out anything...

I'll let you know soon as I do.

And thank you for your patience.

Thank you for yours.

I'll give her a second and then I'll go out

the service entrance, in
case she's still out front.

Just tell me where it is.

I'm sorry.

People need to stop apologizing so much.

Hey, did you ever know a Louise Mitchell?

Yeah, I used to run with Louise.

We weren't very close
but I liked her a lot.

At least until she skipped town anyway.

Why?

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