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Male announcer: In New York City's war on crime,

the worst criminal offenders are pursued

by the detectives of the major case squad.

These are their stories.

Things long dead.

See how they rise again?

Why?

Why keep silence all these 14 years,

when on this letter, which he never wrote,

the beloved tears were your tears?

[Echoing] The blood stains were his.

[Sound slowing] Why your noble silence kept so long?

[Echoing] You ask why?

Alas, why for anything other than my love, Roxanne?

Seeing her, I heard... The revelations.

Arrayed in Scarlet,

decked...with golden stones,

offering abominations, the filth of fornications.

But I will save her.

I'll save them all.

[Cheers and applause]

Me? Oh!

[Cheers and applause]

Lots of hard work.

And it showed!

Thank you.

Next time, something modern, like Tennessee Williams.

Oh! One step at a time.

Did Mr. Devildis enjoy it?

I saw him in the audience.

He did, yes.

Uh, he would be here now, but he was called away.

Hmm.

Excuse me. I've got to circulate.

Well, daddy didn't leave before the end, did he?

He left when you were in the garden.

That's my best scene.

Honey, I'm sure it was important.

Mills... [Door closes]

Guess who's the luckiest couple in the world.

Huh?

Remember nobody wanted the pistons,

and you thought I was... Mills?

Huh! Ohh!

[Groans]

I'm sorry.

There's nothing more I can do for you.

Uhh!

[Panting]

Single coffee cup and saucer.

Coffee pot's been washed.

But these grounds, they're...

They're still moist.

If she was expecting her husband home,

why not have the coffee pot in the coffee maker,

waiting for his arrival?

You think the killer washed up?

I think he was, you know, comfortable here.

I think...She sat here with him, talking,

when he struck her.

She was listening. She trusted him.

I don't envy whoever has to deal with next of kin.

We got the address books, computer.

Yeah, and all this here.

Yeah.

So if she was killed first...

The neighbor said the husband often worked late.

Yeah, I think he knew that too.

I think he...

Sat here.

He had a cup of coffee.

He waited until he heard the husband arrive.

And then he came in...

Killer strikes him on the left side.

Husband falls into the refrigerator.

With a left temporal fracture.

There's also a fracture in the occipital crown.

Two selective blows.

Enough to kill, but not more.

It lacks disorganization of someone out of control.

Nah, I think he was in total control.

I think he knew this place.

He planned this.

And he showed up with a small, heavy weapon.

Yeah, from the injuries, my guess would be a hammer.

And the killer didn't want this.

It doesn't have the look of sexual assault.

Yeah.

This.

Maybe she was holding it when she fell?

Yeah, but her right hand is under her hip.

Her left is on top of her head.

No, it would take him two hands

to arrange the towels

to cover her exposed breast.

Our killer is concerned about modesty?

My first question is about that money.

He had $1,000 in 20s.

He might have held it in his hand, you know,

to show to his wife.

A successful score from a drug deal?

Possibly, but the narcotics sweep

of the house and vehicle was negative.

What about a sexual component?

The preliminary autopsy

showed no signs of any sexual activity.

But an exposed breast,

deliberately covered with a towel--

we shouldn't discount something weird.

She was young, attractive.

Maybe she got involved with some deranged nut?

Who kills her and her husband

out of jealousy.

Why would she sit at the table

and have coffee with a lover

if she was expecting her husband to come home, then?

[Phone rings]

Ross.

Thank you.

[Hangs up phone]

Her sister and brother-in-law

have come to identify the bodies.

[Gasps]

[Crying]

It's okay.

Oh, my...

We saw them about... A month ago?

I was hoping they would come to the play.

Play?

Our daughter Kathy was in a school play last night.

If they had come, you know, maybe...

I can't even think about it.

Did they ever talk about anyone

they thought of as an enemy?

An enemy? No.

No, there was nothing like that

with Millie and Joe.

Any problems? Maybe something financial?

Um, I mean, things were a little tight.

But they always knew that Paul and I

were there to help them.

And their marriage seemed good?

Very good.

They were gonna have a baby.

I'm sorry, I don't--

I don't think we can do any more of this.

Yeah, there's just one last thing.

Do you know of any problems

that he was having in the work place?

Uh, not that I know of.

Uh, so...

[Whispering] It's okay.

Joe got along good with everyone.

Never a single conflict here?

Do you know what a crane operator does?

You're working down here while the crane

is holding three tons of steel over your head.

Your life is in Joe's hands.

Anybody had a problem with him,

I'd have heard about it.

He went home

with quite a bit of money last night.

Yeah, a basketball pool.

Gave me and the crew a couple hundred bucks

for beers and, uh,

took the rest home to surprise Millie.

Passed on the party?

Kid on the way.

Work's not as steady as it was.

So he was maybe having financial problems or...

He was always asking for overtime.

He had a balloon payment on his mortgage.

[Scoffs] Was hoping his brother-in-law could fix it.

The guy's a banker.

[Beep]

I, uh, spoke to everyone but your mother.

Oh, uh, yeah.

I called the home.

They're gonna keep her away from the news.

And I'm gonna go out there tomorrow.

Is this...For the bank?

Yeah, it's modifications

on the first plan that I submitted.

It, uh...

It helps keep my mind off things.

Well...they have no idea what they lost in you.

[Approaching footsteps]

Okay, I know that it's a bad time.

But I have this big scene for drama.

I promised Trina

I'd be over at her house tomorrow night,

and we'd run lines.

What play is it?

Oh, uh, it's sweet bird of youth

by Tennessee Williams.

He was a homosexual, wasn't he?

Dad...

He was a brilliant writer.

And he wrote great roles for women.

Honey, you know, what you're doing

is helping you keep your mind off our tragedy, it's--

yeah, mom's right.

This would help me too.

Please.

Okay.

[Sighs]

Thank you.

Mr. Devildis, what a surprise.

I, uh, I felt bad not seeing you

and thanking you after the play.

You came all the way out here to tell me that?

Uh, no, I had business nearby

and my wife prevailed on me

to look for your acting studio.

And, anyway, here I am.

I, uh, left the play early.

It was rude of me. Business call.

I understand. That's okay.

Kathy's very enthusiastic about drama.

Yeah.

Yeah, I hear that you're not 100% approving.

[Laughs] Well, it's uh...

Not something I'm used to.

Didn't seeing her in the play turn you around?

Had a very strong impact on me.

And Kathy wants to continue with acting.

Maybe...if we could talk.

Well, come in. I'll make coffee.

Try selling you on sending Kathy to Yale drama.

[Laughs]

That's a big order.

She's a big talent.

I remembered mention of the flyer

in the interprecinct bulletin.

That, coupled with the cause of death...

Blunt force instrument?

A lot of similarities in the M.O.

No sign of forced entry.

So she knew her killer.

[Sighs]

Multiple blows delivered

with a similar blunt force instrument.

While pouring coffee for her killer.

Sadly, very familiar.

Well, the Stegeman's injuries

were rounded indentations.

A ball-peen hammer.

This has an almost identical look.

Time of death?

Well, from lividity and rigor I'd say last night,

7:00 to 10:00 P.M.

She...directed plays?

Drama teacher at a Christian high school.

Who found her?

Doreen Howell. They live together.

We have her with a paramedic.

All right, thanks.

Thanks. Vilma taught drama.

Millie Stegeman taught special ed.

Both teachers.

What, besides this, connects them?

I'm certain she didn't know those people.

[Sniffles]

I called her from my mother's

when those murders were over the news.

We talked about them. She would have said something.

Did the same person kill Vilma?

That's something we have to consider.

Vilma's classes were only for children?

No adult ed?

Only kids.

Yeah.

She just did a production of Cyrano.

Yeah, I was wondering if you knew

if there was any way we could find out

who received these flyers from the play.

Yes...the parents gave us a list of names.

We sent them out.

Three killings in two days.

The tabloids have already labeled him

a serial killer.

There may be no reason to argue that.

Make sure everything goes to the F.B.I.

For possible profiling.

Well, we'll send it, but there isn't much.

Paul and Mary Devildis,

the sister and brother-in-law

who came to identify Millie Stegeman,

their daughter was in the play.

They put Millie and Joe

on the list to receive a flyer.

It's probably just a family connection,

but we'll take a closer look at them.

Anything from cross checks

of the victims' phone records?

Still underway.

The names of anyone who called both victims

will go in vicap.

I don't expect much from vicap.

There were no hits on latent prints

from either crime scene.

I--I'm pretty certain

that we're dealing with a first offender.

All right, then, our only linkage.

How many of these went out?

There were 116 names on the list,

but people could have handed them out to anyone.

No robbery, no sexual component.

People have been killed over school beauty pageants,

soccer, little league.

Maybe it originates from the drama class.

We debated closing down.

First the media, now the police.

We're a conservative Christian school.

It's a--a nightmare for us.

Well, it's worse than a nightmare

for your late drama teacher.

Now, you said that she's worked here

for six years.

Was she well-liked?

Her classes were always capacity.

You called this

a conservative Christian school.

Was there opposition to the kids being onstage?

Not with plays like Mary Poppins

or sound of music.

What about Cyrano?

Most parents felt a play about unrequited love

was a lesson in abstinence.

Most.

That's not everyone.

I can assure you

there was no conflict

between any parents and Vilma.

Every student was required

to give us a letter from their parents

if they wanted to participate in drama.

We'll want to see those letters.

Think they're police?

Well, there are privacy issues.

Your drama teacher was murdered.

You don't want it getting around

that you won't cooperate.

Vilma's students need help dealing with this.

I was about to lead them in a prayer session.

Well, we'll wait for the letters.

Hey, Ray, it's Paul Devildis.

Oh, how are ya?

Oh, well as can be expected.

So sad about your wife's sister.

Anything, anything we can do.

Ah, I appreciate that, Ray.

I understand the pressure that you're under.

As you know, it's not easy making decisions

that impact people's lives.

Well, it'll end.

You know, it's been, um, therapeutic for me

to work on my own restructuring plan.

If I dropped it by, would you review it?

Of course.

Uh, and since I'm no longer at the bank,

could it be for your eyes only?

You have my assurance.

Thanks, Ray.

[Phone beeps]

Poor guy.

[Squeaking]

Perfect quote.

"They that sow in tears shall reap in joy."

That still doesn't explain why or who did it.

You know, the police were at our school.

They're gonna solve this.

I hope they solve it before something happens to us.

Kathy... People we knew are dead.

Why shouldn't we be scared too?

Because...we trust in the shield of our faith.

[Scoffs] Well...

You trust in faith all you want, dad.

But if I'm here on my own, I am not answering the door.

[Chopping]

I just spoke to the bank that holds the loan

on Joe and Millie Stegeman's house.

Let me guess: They needed that money

from the basketball pool.

Oh, it wouldn't have helped.

Their monthly payments had doubled.

The bank holding the loan is the same bank

where Paul Devildis worked.

That explains why they could ask for help.

Except Paul was fired five months ago.

So Paul Devildis.

Looks like he was feeling pressure

from more than one place.

This is the consent letter to allow Kathy

to go to drama class.

We should pay them a visit.

Yeah.

[Car alarm chirps]

Mr. Devildis.

Oh, yes, detectives.

Uh, any developments?

We're just gathering information.

We're talking to people whose children

were in the play Cyrano.

Oh...yeah, my daughter Kathy plays the lead,

but I don't see that--

dad. Uh, Kathy, yeah.

Come meet detective Eames and Goren.

Yeah, I saw you at school.

Yeah, you're in Vilma's class.

Do you enjoy drama?

Well, I--I want to study acting in college.

Do you have a problem with that?

Is there a reason for asking me that?

Well, we were reading the parental consent forms

for the drama class.

Most of the, uh, forms were signed by both parents.

But Kathy's were only signed by her mom.

Yes, I did have some resistance.

You know, Kathy's daddy's little girl.

And it's...

Hard to imagine her

not ten years younger than she actually is.

Unfortunately.

Oh, come on, I've come around, haven't I?

You saw her in Cyrano, then?

You asking me where I was

the night that Joe and Millie were murdered?

Dad! What, honey? It's okay.

The cops gotta check up on everybody.

Isn't that true?

It is routine.

Yes, of course I saw the play.

Kathy, uh, how many curtain calls?

Uhh, three.

[Chuckles] That's right.

Does that answer it?

If you'll excuse me, I have an errand.

And then, um, we'll be attending

Joe and Millie's memorial service.

Okay, I'm gonna go.

Okay, I'll see you later.

They were having financial hardship,

on the verge of losing their house.

But I--I guess you knew that, right?

I wouldn't have let that happen.

You no longer have your job at the bank.

So how would you... Help them?

They're family.

I would have found a way.

I see.

Well, he lied.

About the play?

No father forgets his daughter's curtain calls.

I also think he lied about the Stegemans.

You know, this offer of help that he couldn't fulfill.

Joe, Millie,

and their unborn child.

Now let us reflect on a passage from revelations...

To lift the heavy cloak of our grief.

They are now before the throne of god.

Never again to hunger or to thirst,

nor shall the sun beat upon them.

[Beep]

For a Shepherd has come

to lead them to the spring of eternal waters.

And god will wipe the tears from their eyes.

[Choking up] Forever.

Well, we know the flyer wasn't delivered

in the bomb itself.

The fragments we found are too large.

Anything enclosed with the bomb would be confetti.

It was probably with other papers on his desk.

He move from a ball-peen hammer to a bomb.

What do we know about the device?

Homemade, probably from a downloaded diagram.

Gunpowder, number three goose shot in a delivery box.

Simple, but deadly.

Well, we know the time of death.

This clock was stopped by the blast.

Fortunately, after closing time.

The victim was here with another man--

Greg Phillips.

They took him to Columbia pres. With serious injuries.

I know who sent the bomb.

He called and told us he was bringing it.

That he was bringing a bomb?

He said it was a restructuring plan.

He used to work at the bank.

His name is... Paul Devildis.

And Devildis brought it himself?

I met him at the door and took it to Ray Balger,

the bank president.

Ray wanted coffee,

and I was leaving to bring it...

That's all I remember.

Now, why was anything accepted

from Paul Devildis?

He'd been fired.

Well, we all felt sorry for him.

Sorry for him?

He was our manager,

until corporate pushed him into subprime lending.

It went bad.

People started losing their homes.

They made Paul the scapegoat.

Go! Go! Go!

Clear!

[Religious music on radio]

* *

there's somebody upstairs.

[Sighs]

That's a bad sign.

She was shot with a small caliber.

And then carefully tucked in.

That leaves the daughter.

[Sighs]

Daddy's little girl.

Maybe he couldn't do it.

Let's hope.

A family annihilator.

I'm a guy with kids.

I really hoped I'd make it through my career

without this particular nightmare.

Well, all the markers are there.

He's controlling,

the go-to person for family problems,

uh, devoutly religious.

But two of the victims weren't family.

Why them?

Well, a gay drama teacher

who challenged his authority?

I mean, he probably thought

that she was a corrupting influence on his daughter.

And then the banker--he was trying to save the man's soul.

This man who was throwing people out of their homes.

There is a biblical web site.

We found these downloads on his computer.

Here.

"They that are in the flesh cannot please god."

So he's killing to send them to heaven.

Assuming the daughter is probably already dead,

who's next?

His mother.

He'd want to spare her the agony

of hearing about what he's done.

A woman who saw the news coverage

claims the missing daughter

spent last night at her house for a sleepover.

So she's alive.

Her father picked her up this morning at 7:00.

Maybe she's not part of his pan.

Nah, I think she is part of the plan.

I think that he wants to...

Spend some special moments with her.

And where does he take her for that?

Don't know.

Maybe the family has a beach house, cabin.

Well, we'll ask any family member we can get a hold of

where that could be.

Also find every piece of property

belonging to the family

within a 200-mile radius.

Maybe there's still a chance.

We almost there?

Almost.

When do you think mom'll make it?

Uh, your mother had to... Run some errands.

She had to buy groceries.

Uh, she might not make it to the farm till tonight.

So it's just...You and me.

Sound boring?

I feel safe with you.

[Speed increasing]

Dad?

Dad!

[Tires screeching]

Dad, what are you doing?!

I'm sorry, honey, I just...

Just daydreamin'.

Okay, give it some gas!

[Engine surges]

[Truck ignition stalling]

All right, give it a rest.

I gotta check the carburetor.

[Truck door slams]

[Radio tuning]

Identified the victim

as a Mary Devildis, 37.

Devildis' body was discovered early this morning

in her home.

Police are looking for her husband, Paul Devildis,

who was last seen driving a dark blue, four-door sedan.

Anyone with information on his whereabouts

should call the police immediately.

The police chief held a press conference this afternoon.

The Devildis's have a teenage daughter, Kathy.

Kathy?

We spoke with a local resident...

Kath...

Kathy!

Kathy!

No! My mother! You're a murderer!

What did we do? Don't you love us?!

It's because I love you.

You killed mom.

And Millie and Joe and Vilma.

Are you gonna kill me?

We're going to god's kingdom.

I've thought. I've prayed.

This is the best thing for everyone.

It's about our salvation.

I am a Shepherd who must lead his flock from care.

[Crying] It was falling apart.

I couldn't let that happen. I had to save it.

What? What was falling apart?

I saw you on that stage.

A harlot cannot enter the kingdom.

I couldn't let us fail.

Daddy, I don't wanna die.

It's okay. No.

We're all gonna be together.

I am giving you eternal life.

No! You really bel--

you really believe that?

[Sobbing] You really do?

I know it.

My beloved daughter.

On--on the radio,

they said that they were looking for your car.

That's why you're taking the truck.

I need to save grandma.

Kathy...please know

that I agonized over this.

Okay! But, dad...Then--

then let me--

let me wait until you come back with grandma.

Please, daddy. No, no, no!

Wait, I get it now!

I understand now. I understand now.

And I wanna go with-- with you.

If we go together, I promise...

I won't be afraid.

I trust you.

I'm ready for salvation.

I just...Don't want to go alone.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I got this fax from the probate office.

Paul inherited a family farm from his grandfather.

You know, I just saw something

in one of these photo-- here it is.

Uh, this is dated last August.

So it hasn't been sold. This must be the place.

I'll get troopers out there.

Someone just called the retirement home

about Paul's mother,

claiming to be her brother.

Wants her taken to a local bus station

so he can pick her up.

Said the news about what Paul has done

should be broken to her in a family setting.

According to these probate papers,

Paul's mother only had one brother,

and he died in 2004.

[Train whistle]

There he is.

We have a visual.

Suspect is getting out of a red pickup.

No. No.

[Gunshot] No, my god!

Not yet! Oh, god. No!

Ohh. Hang on. Don't move.

I'll be there.

I'll find you, Kathy.

[Sobbing]

I'll find you!

[Police radio chatter]

Don't move. Stay there.

They searched the house, the barn, the out buildings,

an abandoned well-- nothing.

The surrounding woods?

Local police called in civilian volunteers

captain...

So these electrical ties,

he used them to bind her.

We don't think she was killed here.

No blood, no signs of a struggle.

But she wasn't in the truck when he was taken,

so it doesn't look good.

CSU says no blood was found in the truck.

Maybe he strangled her?

It's...too personal, I think.

But this is where he actually did the binding.

Arms behind the back.

He shoved her down.

Legs were apart.

Now, when he pulled them together

to bind them,

I think she dug her heels down deliberately

to make these trenches here.

Not exactly a breadcrumb trail.

No, and this.

With her hands back here,

she drew this in the dirt with her fingers.

Looks like, uh...

A box with a cross jutting out.

What is it?

You tell us.

You're thinking...

The box is a coffin, cross means a cemetery.

We have state troopers searching every cemetery

in a 50-mile radius.

So far, nothing.

Then this stone.

While he was getting ready to throw her in the truck,

she rubbed this against this Boulder here.

Makes this Mark.

It's nothing we can read.

She had to have a reason for doing it.

Okay, it's now, what, the mid-40s?

It's gonna be in the low 30s by midnight.

If she's outside...

Exposure will kill her before dawn.

I believe, by law,

I'm entitled to a book of scripture.

Oh, yeah?

And what chapter would you use to comfort you?

Uh, several.

For the pain I feel

at not being able to take my own life.

Stand here.

That's funny, I don't remember there being a scripture

that endorses suicide.

Interpretation comes only through absolute faith.

Such assurance.

Even Abraham had moments of doubt.

He raised a knife over his son...

As god commanded.

Yes, but...

God saw Abraham's agony,

and he stopped him.

You, you used a...

A hammer, a knife,

a gun, a bomb.

Nothing stopped you.

God's will was clear.

Clear?

God was merciful with Abraham's son.

But showed no mercy in your case.

I don't question the voice of god.

Why is Kathy still alive

when all the others were sacrificed?

You don't know that she's alive.

Now I do.

It's so obvious what you're doing.

I won't hear any more of this.

God commanded Abraham to show his devotion

by killing Isaac, his only son...

Who he loved most.

But the one that you love most is still alive.

What, did god say, "kill all the others, spare her"?

You won't trick me.

You've already been tricked.

And...deceived.

Kathy's sweetness.

Yeah, the...Glow in her eyes.

Her soft, young flesh.

That warmth that you feel when you hold her tight.

Yeah, the voice that speaks those words,

is that the same voice

that told you to spare her life?

I won't hear this.

No, you know in your heart that

that's not god's voice--

that that's the trickster, the tempter.

The master of all deception.

You know who I'm talking about, Paul.

You know what his name is.

What?

I'm saying you don't serve god.

You serve him.

Say his name.

Come on, say it.

Come on. Does it terrify you?

Enough.

I am the Shepherd...

Who leads them to the eternal waters.

You deliver death.

You serve the deceiver.

No.

I saw her on that stage

and he commanded me.

The deceiver sees your desire.

He commands you--

don't say such filth.

A gay drama school teacher.

Did she ever touch your daughter?

Did she ever want to touch your daughter?

She's dead. I ended all of them.

Why is that?

Is that because when you saw her on stage,

you were aroused?

You felt that vileness inside you.

You were aroused by your daughter,

so, therefore, everyone is aroused.

You see, the tempter sees that in you.

He seized on your weakness,

and you obeyed him.

Just say his name.

Say his name, Paul.

Say it!

Say his name!

Come here.

Whose servant are you?

If there is a god--

there is a god,

and I acted on his will alone.

If you are god's servant,

than how can you kill the people that you love?

My faith, passed down

from generations of those who have served god,

will not be undone by you.

Your faith?

Passed down by them?

Your Dutch ancestors.

And this?

That's a stone rubbing of the gravestone

of my great, great grandfather.

Yes, stone rubbing.

Kathy made this one.

She told me about it.

What? Yeah.

That you...Taught her the family history.

You showed her how to make stone rubbings

of the family graves.

In fact, she told me about it today.

That's impossible.

She's told you nothing.

Then how could I know?

When you were with her,

and her arms were bound behind her,

she drew in the dirt

a coffin and a cross.

See, she meant cemetery.

And then she took a stone,

and she pushed it against a Boulder.

She made a Mark, she...

Stone rubbing, you see.

You see, she was calling out to us.

You see, she wants to live.

God wants her to live.

She--she wants to be with me.

She can't be with you!

She serves god.

Are you still blind to god's will?

Don't you see what's happening?

Can't you see?

It's just like with Abraham.

You see, god... Stopped Abraham

from killing his son.

That's what's happening right now.

It's god's hand stopping you.

Kathy prayed to god and god answered.

Don't you want to serve god?

[Weakly] Uh, yes.

I want only to serve god.

So then tell me...

Tell me where she is.

Paul, while there's still time.

Tell me, Paul.

Help god answer Kathy's prayers.

Uh...

I see--

I've...

I've served evil.

Then break that servitude

and put your god above all else.

And tell me where the cemetery is.

[Sniffling]

Morriltown.

* nearer, my god, to thee *

[dogs barking]

* nearer to thee *

* even though it be a cross... *

[coughing]

* that raiseth me *

* still all my song *

* shall be *

* nearer *

* oh, nearer *

* my god *

* to thee *