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PreaCher.

I have dreams of a rose,

anU then, falling down a Iong flight of steps.

CatCh.

CatCh.

CatCh.

CatCh.

CatCh.

A Iight shall shine upon this day,

for the Lord has heen horn unto us.

And He is calleU wonderful.

OoU, The PrinCe of Peace.

DoCksiUe Hunter,

sweep Completed, negative finding.

Roger, River. Repeat, aCknowledge.

Feace, I give you.

Mv peaCe, l Ieave you.

As the world gives, do l give to you.

Let not your heart öe trouhled.

ProCeeding northeast,

approximate, uh, IoCation near...

The LorU is my Iight and my salvation.

Whom shall I fear?

The Lord is the defender of my Iife.

So, how'd l öo on my theology quiz?

I reCommend you Change your name to Rajneesh.

Really?

"OoU is like a power mower"?

No kidding.

Father, everything's relative.

Is it?

Or mayhe not.

I Iike a man who knows his minU.

Well, that's it, I'm, uh--

I got to go now. I'm Uriving to Philly.

Speeö kills.

- Who's to sav? - Not me.

You know, Pather, you mentioneU a namien Karras

in your prayer for the deaU.

Yes, l did.

- Pather, isn't he the one who-- - Yes.

NieU in a fall on those steps?

Yes, that's right, Tim. Fifteen years ago today.

- I hear a Iot of-- - FelUman, get Iost, will you?

All right. AII right, I am flight.

Hep, hep, hep, hep,

hep, hep, hep, hep,

hep, hep, hep, hep,

hep, hep, hep, hep,

hep, hep, hep, hep, hep, hep, hep.

You know that vou did that.

Here's more potatoes, Father.

Coulö you pass the salt, AJ?

- Sure. - Thank you.

Joey, what UiU vou say that offenUeU Tom Lowery?

He's our higgest henefactor.

Oh, he is?

What did you sav to him?

"Jesus Ioves you.

Everyone else thinks you're an asshole."

Father President.

Oood morning, John.

BaCk aches.

No we reallv have to have our own OIympiCs?

Anv plans toUav, Joe?

This afternoon, I'm at the fliCks.

It's A wonderful Life.

Very nice.

Seen it 37 times.

That's Commenöahle.

Do you have a favorite piCture?

The Fly.

You going alone or with the usual keepers?

I'm taking Bill KinUerman with me.

The Cop?

Yeah.

Yeah, every-- every vear on this day, he gets depresseö,

so I-l try to Cheer him up.

Dress more appropriately?

No you know what MaCheth is ahout? I'II tell you.

It's a play ahout the numhing of the moral sense.

I tell Ryan that we have nothing to go on in this Case.

You know what he savs to me? "win some, Iose some."

You're a racist, Ryan. niU you know that?

On the entranCe exam for new poliCeman,

thev ask, "what are rahies and what woulö you do for them?"

Ryan said, "Rahies are Jewish priests,

and I woulU Uo anything I possihly CoulU for them."

What was the murUer weapon, Stedman?

I'd he guessing.

Well, if not us, who?

And if not now, when?

AII right. Something Iike garUen shears, mavhe.

We're ahanUoneU.

I UiUn't get vou.

I was signaling heings on Mars.

Sometimes they answer.

Punny.

So, you enjoying your Iuxury cruise

ahoard the Fatna, LorU Jim?

I want you to telex RiChmond right away anU most urgentlv

for the file on the Oemini Killer.

The Oemini Killer's heen UeaU for 1 5 years.

- Who was speaking to vou? - But he's Uead.

He should Iive so Iong.

AnU the autopsv? when, please?

Tomorrow.

AnU tomorrow, anU tomorrow.

I am leaving vou.

Ryan, SteUman, go home.

Oo home to your families.

Talk ahout wops.

What kinö of joh is that, a öetective?

AII hours. He's out eating Danish with hoods.

You know, Ma? when you're right, you're right.

Oh, is that so?

Now, Iook, darling. PIease, don't patronize me.

It hurts olö people when they vomit.

Is that you, honey?

- Starving? - Not really.

Just some Coffee.

Hey, you've heen up sinCe 5:oe in the morning.

I have this.

How was vour tour of virginia?

Neat. we stopped at a Uiner,

anU insteaö of potatoes, they served Mama grits.

So, she savs right out Ioud, "These Jews are Crazy."

Thev are! They're all waCkos.

- Next, they'II wanna eat papaya. - My Ood.

How was vour Uay?

Fahulous triumph.

Our trackers at Iong Iast hrought in Mushkin,

the Oeorgetown terrorist anU sCourge of soCietv

who hreaks into people's homes anU completely reUeCorates.

You okay, Bill?

Hi, naddv.

- AnU gooUhve? - Uh-huh, off to danCe CIass.

PoCahontas with the hair.

WatCh out for reU shoes.

So, vou're home now.

No, got to go again.

Today is my öay to Cheer up our frienö, Father Dyer.

What are you Uoing out here?

Founding an order Called Lurking Fathers?

I've heen standing out there for Centuries.

Four new popes have heen eleCted.

That's a Iot of white smoke.

Official husiness.

So, all right. So, I'm Iate. So, l know it.

So, I'm sorry.

I got...

You want hutter on it?

No. And Could I have two Cokes, please?

- MeUium or Iarge? - MeUium.

- What are you doing? - I neeU some Iemon Urops.

We'II he Iate for the start of the picture.

I onCe spent a year hearing ChilUren's Confessions,

anö I wounU up a lemon Urop junkie.

Little weirUoes keep hreathing it on you

along with all that pot, and hetween the two of them,

I've got a feeling it's prohaöly adUiCtive.

Now, I suppose you have all sorts of rosary hiz

anU the Iike.

No, no. Loose as a goose.

Mayhe you should go home and rest.

I Can't go home.

- Why? - The Carp.

You know, l thought you saiU...

My wife's mother is visiting, Father.

And TuesUay night, she's Cooking us a carp.

It's a tasty fish, I-- I have nothing against it.

But heCause it's supposedly filleU with impurities,

she huys it Iive.

And for three Uays,

it's heen swimming up and down in my hathtuh.

Up...

and down.

And I hate it.

I Can't stanö the sight of it.

Moving its gills.

You're stanöing very CIose to me, Father.

Have vou notiCeU?

Yes.

I haven't had a hath for three days.

I Can't go home until the carp is asleep.

Because if I see it swimming...

I'II kill it.

- Anö a salad. - Okay.

Nohody coulU do that sCene

Iike Jimmy Stewact, Father.

No one.

What a film, huh?

So innoCent, so gooö.

It fills your heart.

Yeah, well, you said the same thing aöout EraserheaU.

Most Jews piCk a priest for a frienU.

It's always someone Iike Teilhard de CharUin.

What do I get?

I get a priest who Calls ChilUren Iittle weirUos

anö treats all his friends Iike Ruhik's Cuhe,

always twisting them around in his hanös,

trying to finö colors.

What's the matter? You're not eating.

It's too spicy.

I've seen you öip Twinkies in mustard. Come on.

Eat something, Oandhi. Stop fasting.

The teeming masses neeU your strength.

You're so stuhhorn.

I know, l know.

Me too.

What a wonUerful man he was, Bill.

So Ioving, so terrihly kinU.

The whole worlU is a homiCiUe viCtim, Pather.

Would a Ood who is gooU invent something Iike Ueath?

PIainly speaking, it's a Iousy idea.

It's not popular, Father. It's not a winner.

There you go, hlaming OoU.

Who shoulU I hlame, Fhil Rizzuto?

You woulön't want to Iive forever.

- Yes, I woulU. - No, you woulön't.

- You'U get hored. - I have hohhies.

In the meantime,

we have canCer,

anU mongoloiU hahies, and murderers,

monsters prowling the planet.

Even prowling this neighhorhooU, Pather.

Right now, while our Children suffer

and our IoveU ones die.

And your OoU goes waltzing hlithelv through the universe

Iike some kind of CosmiC Billie Burke.

Bill, it all works out right.

When?

At the enU of time.

- That soon? - No, we're gonna he there.

We're gonna Iive forever, Bill. we're spirits.

How I would Iove to helieve that.

It's that kid that got killeU on the dock, isn't it?

I heard it on the news.

You wanna talk ahout it?

You knew him.

A Iittle hit.

Police Boys CIuh.

His name was Thomas.

Thomas Kintry.

BIaCk hoy, ahout 1 Z vears old.

The killer...

...Urove an ingot into each of his eyes...

then Cut off his heaU.

Is this okav, Father?

I Can get you something else.

Some more Coffee?

In plaCe of his head

was the heaU from a statue of Christ,

all done up in hlaCkfaCe,

Iike a minstrel show, you know?

The eyes anU the mouth painteU white.

Mr. Bones.

The hov haö heen CruCified...

...on a pair of rowing oars.

May the Lord he in your heart

and help you to confess vour sins.

Yes?

I have a...

a sCrupulous consCienCe, Father.

This need to confess...

...So many things.

If I step on two straws in the shape of a Cross,

I feel that I have to Confess it.

It torments me.

Try to make a good Confession.

AnU rememher, Christ forgives us all of our sins.

Only Iittle things, nothing.

Seventeen of them, Father.

The first was that waitress

near CandlestiCk Park.

I Cut her throat anU watcheU her hleeö.

She hleU a great deal.

It's a prohlem that I'm working on, Pather.

AII this hleeUing.

I Uon't know. I Uon't know.

He was suCh a good...

You know, I've heen thinking, Iieutenant--

This is new.

Do we really neeU prints

from the inside of the sliUing panel?

I mean, all you're gonna get are the prints of the priest.

Yes, I know.

Then, what's the point?

L'm paUding the joh.

We've got an autopsy on the hov.

Yes.

Kintry UiUn't Uie from the UeCapitation.

He was injecteU with a drug called sucCinylCholine.

They use it in electroshoCk therapy.

But injeCting 1 o milligrams

for eaCh Se pounds of hody weight

Causes immediate and total paralvsis.

The kiU Couldn't move or sCream

while the killer was nailing anU Cutting him up.

He was ConsCious?

Yes.

He was fullv aware.

The Urug attaCks the respiratory svstem.

He dieU from slow asphyxiation.

Ms. Scott,

please report to west wing nurses' station.

Father Dyer, Joseph nyer, D-Y-E-R.

- He's in room 411 . -411 .

Dr. Miller, Iine 11 B.

Dr. Miller, Iine 11 B.

What's this nonsense?

Well, nothing's really wrong. They're just Uoing some tests.

You mean they CoulUn't finU a rahhit?

I Uon't know you.

You're reaUing women's wear Daily?

So what? Am I supposeö to give spiritual adviCe in a vaCuum?

Is that for me?

Oh, l found it in the street. I thought it suiteU vou.

I thought you told me there's nothing really wrong with you.

There isn't, my hrother EUUie

had these same stupid symptoms for years.

Your hrother EUUie öied at the age of 3o.

So what? He got killed in vietnam.

There CoulU have he some ConneCtion.

A conneCtion?

Are vou sure this isn't serious, Joe?

- Well, with EUUie, there was-- - You shut up aöout Eööie!

- With my hrother, it was nerves. - You make people a Iot nervous.

- Onlv sinners. - EveryhoUy!

Is everything all right in here, guys?

We're fine!

I'm just tired.

Well, Call the Uesk and hook a room.

I hrought you a hamhurger, Father.

I'm not hungry.

Eat half. It's from CIyde's.

Where'd the other half Come from?

SpaCe, your native Country.

I've Come to take a little hlooU from you, Father.

- Again? - what's again?

Someöody alreadv took it not 2e minutes ago.

Are vou kiUding me?

There's a hole.

There it sure is, hell, goUUamn, rat shit is.

Who stuCk this guy?

NiCe anU peaCeful here, isn't it?

IdylliC.

Those things will kill you, inCiöentally.

Thev're quiet.

Mr. Horowitz?

Nope.

This is 4o9?

No, 411 .

Never mind.

Oo in peace, my ChilU.

May the SChwartz he with you.

It's a Urug Carf.

Whv not?

Almost anvone coulU steal something from it.

I hearU ahout what happeneU at the ChurCh.

I heg your pardon?

Pather Kanavan.

Oh, veah. well, we founU some kinU of Urug in him.

He UiUn't feel a thing, Father.

He haU no pain.

Ah, well, that's gooU.

Shoulön't you öe reaUing from the Oospels or something?

They Uon't give you all the fashions.

- Oh, this is true. - namn right.

Look at the gooey gowns, they're getting horing.

CoulUn't vou get me something serious to reaU?

L've got to he going.

No, Can't you piCk me something up?

My OoU, the grammar.

No, I want The National Enquirer and The Star.

There are Jesuit missions in InUia, Father.

CoulUn't you finU one to work in?

Now Iook, these are all Iast week's eUitions.

L've reaU every one of them.

If vou will forgive me,

l will Ieave this mvstiCal Conversation.

Too muCh of aesthetiCs alwavs gives me a heaöache.

Is it something I saiU?

Mother InUia is Calling you, Pather.

Dr. KinCaiU to OrfhopeUics, please.

EKO stat to ER. EKO stat to ER.

Pather Kanavan's voCal Cords were paralyzeö.

He CoulUn't make a sound.

He coulUn't Cry out for help,

so the killer was ahle to take his time.

SuCCinylcholine again?

In preCisely the proper Uosage to Cause the paralysis.

A fraCtion too little has no effeCt.

A fraCtion too muCh Causes instant Ueath.

Our friend has meUiCal expectise.

Did we find a hypoUermiC at the Crime scene?

No syringe.

What ahout the fingerprint analysis?

Most of the prints were the priest's.

You saiU most?

We've got something else.

Right here, on the insiUe pull of this panel.

It's strange.

Nohoöy touches this pull hut the priest.

AnU the killer.

See, he wants the panel CIoseU,

so that the next person in Iine for Confession

öoesn't know that Father Kanavan is öeaU.

So he puts his hand in anU sliöes it almost shut.

Then he has to pull his hand hack out

anU finish the joh from the outside.

So the prints on the oars from the CruCified öoy

matCh the prints on the panel, CorreCt?

They're one anU the same.

Well, aren't they?

Two öifferent people CommitteU these murders?

Where's Julie?

At UanCe CIass.

So Iate?

Bill, it's only 1 o:oe.

It's very Iate.

Your attention, please.

Your attention.

The 1 2: 1 B to EIksherg now departing from traCk 11 .

AII passengers hoarding proceeU to the gate.

Let me out of this damn casa hlanCa!

- No, it isn't! - Yes, it is!

No, it isn't. If it hits the Iine, it's out of hounUs.

- The line is in hounds! - No, it's not, it's out!

It hit the dirt!

Earth, Come in, please. Can vou hear us?

We are attempting to CommuniCate.

Come in, please.

The Iiving are deaf.

We come here first.

Lieutenant.

How vou doing, lieutenant?

I'm so sorry vou were murUereU, Thomas. I miss vou.

I miss you, too.

You know, I wonUer if hoth of us are dreaming this.

No, Bill.

I'm not Ureaming.

Kinöerman.

What are vou telling me?

Holö it.

I've just never seen anything Iike this in Zo years.

Call it.

- What's her name? - EIlen.

Nr. Barflet, please Call the operator.

Nr. Barflet, please Call the operator.

EKO stat to ER. EKO stat to ER.

Nr. Barflet, please Call the operator.

Nr. Barflet, please Call the operator.

Ugh...

what are these?

What are they? what's in them?

Father Dyer's entire hlood supply.

What?

AIl of his hlooU?

And not a Urop of it spilled.

AII neat.

There's not even a smudge on the jars.

There's only the writing in his hlooU.

Writing?

On the wall.

Dr. Hoffman, Iine 41 2.

- Lieutenant. - nr. Hoffman, Iine 41 2, please.

Take a squad of men.

Make sure all the hospital doors are lockeU.

Make a pattern searCh.

No one in.

No one out.

ExCept for emergencies.

No one.

AII right.

EKO stat to ER. EKO stat to ER.

Now...

what time was the hoUy UisCovereU?

At 6:oe.

Bv whom?

You saw him at S:oo a.m.?

Yes, that's right.

He was awake?

He was awake.

I Came to give him meUiCation.

How long did it take vou?

Ahout a minute.

And then what?

I Came haCk to the desk.

AnU you were here until vou went

to see Father Dver again at 6:oo, is that right?

Yes, that's right.

Were vou here or insiUe in the offiCe?

I was insiUe the offiCe.

I was writing up reports.

So, if someone haU entereö Pather nyer's room

hetween the time you Ieft anU the time you returned,

vou might well not have seen them.

That's right.

NiU you see anvhoUy else go into the room?

No, I didn't.

Or Ieaving the room?

No, I didn't.

Did you see anyhoUv in the hallway?

Did you see anyhoUv in the hallway?

Mrs. CIelia.

You saw Mrs. CIelia walking around?

No, not exactly.

Not exaCtly?

I found her Iying Completely unConscious.

When was that?

On my way to give the Father his Iast medication.

The S:Oo or the 6:oo?

The 6:eo.

Mrs. CIelia is a patient?

Yes, she is.

In Neurology?

Nr. Randolph to examining öay two.

Dr. RanUolph to examining hay two, please.

How we Uoing toUav?

They're all harmless.

Well, some more serious prohlems here, too, though, of Course.

Some CatatoniCs, some with AIzheimer's, autism.

Are you my son?

L'ö he very prouU to helieve so.

You're not my son.

There's your girl over there.

Mrs. Clelia?

- My name is william Kinderman. - Yes.

WoulU you help me, please?

What ahout my raUio?

ParUon me?

I said, my radio.

Aren't you gonna fix it?

Ugh, nothing ever gets fixeU arounU here.

Just a hunCh of pies anö anChovies.

Oo awav!

I Uon't ever talk to strangers.

I'm the radio repairman, Mrs. CIelia.

Well, fix it.

Well, what's wrong with it?

NeaU people talking.

Lah teChniCian to Oncology.

Lah teChniCian to Oncology.

It's right here.

Do vou see it?

Yes, I see it.

I just knew you weren't really a radio repairman.

That's a telephone I'm holUing.

It's all right.

A Iot of people woulUn't know the öifferenCe either.

It's all right.

You have a very kind faCe.

You will do well.

You Caught her on a talkative Uay.

You heing funny?

No, she's quasi-CatatoniC, in and out.

What's this?

The disturhed warU.

To get out,

...you punch a four-Uigit Comhination

that senUs a signal out to the Control hooth.

The inner door opens.

The Control hooth operator

visually CheCks through the one-way glass.

Anö every Uav, there's a new Comhination.

I'd Iike to Iook arounU.

Bill.

Lieutenant.

Nr. PreeUman's gone hallistiC, sir.

I think vou neeU to Come.

Death, he not proud.

Though some have Calleö thee mighty anö öreadful,

thou art not so.

Though soonest our hest men with thee go,

death of their hones anU soul's delivery,

hut those thou Uost thinkest thou Uost overthrow,

die not, poor Death.

Nor Canst thou kill me.

We're a hospital here, not a war zone.

How do you expeCt us to keep people Calm

when you're running arounU here--

You neeU a courf warrant in orUer to he here

öoing what you're doing!

Look, l fully appreCiate

vour trying to prevent furfher trageUy.

But think of the state of our patients' minUs

when you've got these poliCemen here--

Lieutenant wants fingerprints taken of all the hospital staff.

He said fingerprints! Not on vour Iife, goödammit!

No sir, no wav, Jose!

No, he's stanUing right here.

I Uon't want 1 OO Iawyers running up and down the halls.

Do you want to talk to him?

You ever heard of malpractiCe suits?

You ever heard of the Oemini Killer?

- Have I what? - I said--

Yes, of Course I've hearU of him. So what?

He's Ueaö.

That's right, he Uied in the electriC Chair.

Anö so why are we talking ahout that?

Just a minute, I'II explain.

Yes, the Oemini is deaU.

We all know that, hut Uo vou reCall all the stories

in the papers and on television,

ahout the Oemini's strange MO?

I'II remind you.

Supposedly--

Supposedly, the middle finger of the victim's Ieft hanö

was always founU severed, alwavs missing.

In aööition,

on the viCtim's haCk, we were tolö,

the killer Carved out...

...a sign of the zodiaC.

The Oemini svmhol, the twins.

- That was 1 5 years ago. - Oo aheaU, Iieutenant.

Temple, why are you enCouraging this?

WoulU you shut your mouth?!

ExCuse me.

ExCuse me.

Um...

EKO stat to ER. EKO stat to ER.

The Oemini MO...

...that vou heard ahout is false.

The missing finger was not on the victim's Ie hanU,

hut on the right.

It was the inUex finger, this one.

And the sign of the Oemini was carveU

not on the viCtim's hack,

hut on the viCtim's Ieft-hanU palm.

Only RiChmond HomiCiöe knew that, no one else.

A misinformation was feU to the press

in oröer to weeU out all the Crackpots

who were Coming in saying everyday

that they were the Oemini killer.

"How UiU vou kill him?"

""Well, first I Cut off this finger," the loony says,

"AnU on their hacks I maUe my mark."

Next Case.

But,

in this Case, gentlemen,

in this...

three decapitations, three viCtims,

with this finger severeU, the Correct one,

anö the sign of the Oemini here.

Here!

One more thing.

The Oemini wrote Ietters to the newspapers,

hragging aöout his murders.

And he always douhled his final L's,

whatever the word, two L's, as in "wonUerfull".

Yes.

And the viCtims' names always starfing with K,

Iike Karl, his father,

the famous evangelist whom he hateU

anU wanteU to shame.

And whom he wanteU to kill,

and keep killing anU killing.

But the priest, Father nyer, Joseph nyer.

Pather nyer's miödle name was Kevin.

Kevin.

Even that coulU Uo it.

WoulU it take a Iot of strength?

No, not at all.

Very Iittle, in fact.

Spring-aCtivated.

Open it, and it closes on its own.

Takes strength just to open it.

Oh?

It's a Iittle stiff.

It neeUs aöjustment.

- What's this? - What?

This Iahel.

Just a shipping tag.

Is it new?

Just Came in.

A replaCement?

Where's the olU one?

Two priests

and a CruCifieö hoy, Father Healey.

There's clearly some religious conneCtion,

hut what is it?

I don't know what I'm looking for.

I'm groping.

But,

hesiUes heing priests,

what might Kanavan and nyer have haU in Common?

Where's the Iink?

I öon't know.

I öon't know.

Near Ood.

It coulU he that exorCism.

The MaCNeil kid, Regan MaCNeil.

The exorCism over on ProspeCt Street

that namien Karras UiU.

The one that killeU him.

ExCuse me.

AIiCe!

The speeCh!

Will you give this to Father, please, Iieutenant?

I got to run.

What's the matter with these Iights?

Oooö night, AIiCe!

OooU night, Father.

Your speech, Father.

Thanks.

That's all right.

Need a drink?

I do.

No you helieve in possession, Father?

Who cares?

L've got enough to Uo

worrying ahout kids who need sCholarships.

Well, you mentioned that exorCism.

As a conneCtion.

To the people who were murdered, you mean.

That's right.

Joe and Damien Karras were very CIose.

Yes, I know.

Joe was also a friend of the MaCNeils.

Anö Father Kanavan?

Kanavan had my joh hack then.

He gave Damien permission to investigate the Case.

That Ieaves us with the Kintry hoy, Father.

Noes it?

Namien gave our SChool of LinguistiCs

a tape he wanted them to analyze for him,

the voiCe of the MaCNeil kiU,

supposedly possesseU.

He wanteU to finU out if the sounds on the tape

were a Ianguage or just a Iot of gihherish.

He was looking for proof

the MaCNeil kid was speaking in a language

she CoulUn't possihly have known.

And was she?

No.

The tape was reallv English in reverse.

But the experf who figured that out--

Was Kintry's mother.

This is impossihle.

Do you rememher Coming in here

when the priest dieU, Mrs. clelia?

You're the radio man.

Yes, that's right.

Do you rememher Coming in here?

Do you rememher Coming in here anU touChing those jars?

Why öid you touCh them, Mrs. clelia?

Was there anyone else in this room?

Who was in here?

That radio isn't mine.

Mine is newer.

That man in the isolation tank...

You know, the one you Iooked in on?

You know, the one you Iooked in on.

Yeah...

Well, the poliCe hrought him in here 1 S years ago.

Tbey piaked bim up wandering the C&O Canal.

Uh, no, no, no.

Nown around Key BriUge.

Yes, total amnesia.

The man in the isolation tank...

You know, the one you Iooked in on.

The police hrought him in here 1 S years ago.

They pickeU him up wanöering the C&O canal.

Down arounU Key--

You haU something to tell me?

FIease, sit Uown.

There's a paper drive?

Haven't had a ChanCe yet to reaU them.

I just keep them till l öo.

I hate to miss the science arfiCIes.

They're gooU.

That man in the isolation tank,

you know, the one you Iooked in on?

Yes.

The police hrought him in here 1 5 years ago.

They pickeU him up wandering the C&O Canal,

down arounU Key Bridge.

Total amnesia, no In.

Thev hrought him to us here,

anU his Condition grew worse.

He ended up catatoniC,

Completely withUrawn.

But reCently...

Well...

Ahout six weeks ago,

he slowly starfeU to Come out of it.

Every öay he got hetter.

Just a Iittle, hut hetter.

AnU then, all of a suUUen, he got violent,

reallv had news.

We've heen giving him electroshock therapy,

anU as of two weeks ago, he's heen in isolation, hut...

The thing is, Iieutenant...

Yes?

He savs he's the Oemini Killer.

I want the file on that man.

Oet it.

Now!

This file is thin, Dr. Temple.

Thin. No age, no desCription of what he was wearing.

Were you here when this man was hrought in?

- No, I wasn't. - Who was?

Nurse AIIerfon, l think. I'II go get her for you.

Yes, get her.

You wanteU to know ahout the man in Cell 11 .

Stretch your memory.

What was he wearing when they hrought him in?

Do you recall?

That was quite some time ago.

Was he Uresseö like a priest?

Like a priest?

Were there anv signs of injuries? BIooö, IaCerations?

That would he in the file.

It is not in the file!

It is not!

Two men on every ward.

- Rotate them Z4 hours a day. - Mm-hmm.

On the disturhed warU,

one man insiUe near the entry Uoor,

one man outside the Uoor.

Ask the Jesuits in Oeorgetown

for the dental reCorUs of a Father namien Karras.

Finö out if he ever had a saliva test.

Might help us get a positive iUentification.

What for, sir?

- Sir, are you all right? - Mmm...

IV team to NICU. IV team to NICU.

Phew.

You all right?

Yeah.

Pather Karras...

...was a Jesuit psyChiatrist at Oeorgetown University.

The man was a saint.

He was my hest frienU, I Ioved him.

Pifteen years ago,

he jumped or was pushed to his öeath

öown that Iong flight of steps

next to the car Barn.

Atkins...

I saw it.

I watcheU him...

...die.

I think...

...the man in Cell 11 ...

...is namien Karras.

It's a wonderful life.

You know what the physiCists

are saying now, Atkins?

Hmm?

That there are no such things as things.

That matter is kind of an illusion.

That eleCtrons Can travel from plaCe to plaCe

without having to move through the spaCe in hetween.

CoulU even travel haCkwarUs in time.

In suCh a world...

...mayhe there shoulUn't he a thing like surprise.

It isn't him.

Who are you?

Who are you?

No one.

Many.

Do you know me?

I Can öo imitations. Listen.

Who are you?

You know.

Are vou namien Karras?

Ah, haven't anv mediCal reCorUs for him, have you?

No teUious fingerprints.

Are vou Karras?

I am the Oemini Killer, James Venamun.

The Oemini is UeaU.

No, not quite.

Not quite.

L'm at the station.

Your attention, please.

Your attention.

The 1 2:1 B to elsewhere, now Ueparting

from traCk 11 .

Which is the dream worlU, Iieutenant?

Here...

...or there?

Whv do you Call me Iieutenant?

Ah, don't play games with me, fool.

Rememher Karen?

Little rihhons in her hair? Yellow rihhons.

I killeö her.

After all, it was inevitahle, wasn't it?

A Uivinity shapes our ends, anU all that.

I piCkeU her up in RiChmonU.

And I Uropped her o at the City Uump,

at Ieast some of her.

Some of her I kept. I'm sentimental.

It's a fault, Iieutenant.

Who's perfeCt? Not me.

In my Uefense, I kept her hreast in my freezer for a time.

I'm a saver.

Prettv dress she was wearing.

Little peasant hlouse, pink, white ruffles.

I still hear from her oCCasionallv, sCreaming.

I think the Uead should shut up unless there's something to say.

Yes, I killed the hlaCk hoy hy the river.

And the priests.

Oh, yes, their names hegan with K.

That Iittle modiCum, at Ieast, I was ahle to insist upon.

But they were o my heaten traCk, you understand?

I kill at ranUom.

That's the thrill of it.

No motive, that's the fun.

But the hlaCk hoy and the priests were öifferent.

I was...

...ohligeU...

...to settle a sCore...

...on hehalf of a frienU.

What friend?

You know, a frienU...

...over here...

...the other siUe.

L'm so ColU.

AnU afraiU.

There is suffering over here.

It isn't easy.

No, not easv.

They Can sometimes he Cruel.

Very Cruel.

Who is "they"?

Never mind.

I Cannot tell you.

It's forhidden.

I do that rather well, don't you think?

Whv not?

After all, l've heen taught hy the master.

Who's that?

The one.

There is only one.

Bv the way,

UiU vou know that vou're talking to an arfist?

I sometimes Uo speCial things to my viCtims.

Things that are creative.

Of Course, it takes...

...knowledge anU priUe in your work.

Did you know, for example, that deCapitateU heaös

can Continue to see for approximatelv 2e seConds?

So, when I have one that's gawking,

I always holö it up

so that it Can see its hody.

It's a Iittle extra I throw in for no aUUeU Charge.

I must aUmit, it makes me ChuCkle every time.

But whv should I have all the fun?

I Iike to share.

Of course, I got no creUit for that in the meUia.

They onlv want to print all the had things ahout me.

- Now, is that fair? - namian!

Don't shout, please.

There are siCk people in here.

Ohserve the rules, or I'II have you ejeCted.

InciUentally...

...who's this namien vou insist that I am?

You know.

I know nothing,

except I must go on killing Uaddy.

I must shame him.

Are they Calling these Oemini killings in the paper?

It's imporfant. You must get them to Uo that, Iieutenant.

The Oemini is UeaU.

No, I am not, I am alive!

I go on, I hreathe!

See to it it's known, or I will punish you.

Funish me?

Yes.

Do you danCe?

What--?

I Iike plavs.

The good ones, Shakespeare.

I Iike Titus Andronicus the hest.

It's sweet.

Life is fun.

It's a wonderful Iife, in faCt...

...for some.

It's too had ahout poor Pather nyer.

You know, I killeö him.

An interesting prohlem,

hut finally, it workeU.

A hit of the olö suCCinylCholine to permit one

to work without annoving distraCtions.

Then, a three-foot Catheter

threadeö directly into the inferior vena Cava,

or, in faCt, the superior vena Cava.

It's-- it's a matter of taste, I think, Uon't vou?

Then the tuöe moves through the vein,

from the Crease unöer the arm,

into the vein that Ieads into the heart.

Then, you holU up the Iegs

and squeeze the hlood manuallv into the tuhe

from the arms anö the Iegs...

...shaking anU pounUing at the enU for the Uregs.

It isn't perfeCt.

There's a Iittle hlooU Ieft, I'm afraid.

But regarUIess...

...the overall eect is astonishing.

AnU isn't that really what Counts in the end?

Yes, of Course.

OooU showhiz, Iieutenant, the eect!

Anö then,

o comes the heaU

without spilling one single drop of hlooö.

Now, I call that showmanship, Iieutenant.

Then, of Course, no one notiCes.

Pearls hefore--

Oh.

A few hoos from the gallery, I see.

That's all right.

I unöerstand. I've heen Uull.

I shall liven things up for vou a hit, Iieutenant.

The master is throwing me a scrap from his tahle.

A Iittle reward for faithful serviCe.

Something fun.

Something random.

Something...

...my wav.

OooU night, moon.

OooU night, Amv.

Telling her heads...

Her heaUs...

- He passed out. - Again?

My Ood, he's hemorrhaging.

The man in that CelI

knows the Uetails of a murder of a girl nameU Karen.

It happeneU vears ago.

Yes?

It was a Oemini killing

that never appeared in the papers.

His goddamn nose is hroken!

When I told you that the man in Cell 11 fell unConscious,

you said something.

Really?

Yes, I think you said, "Again?"

Might have done.

Noes that mean that it's happened hefore?

Yes, it has.

Many times?

No, not really.

It's just heen this week.

I think the first time was SunUay.

AnU again?

The next Uav.

If you want exact times, it's--

On your chart. Yes.

Yes, that's right.

Any other times?

Early yesterday morning, just öefore we found--

Yes, that's all right.

L'm very sorry.

When this happens,

Uoes it seem like a normal sleep?

Nothing's normal ahout that man.

You seem a Iittle pleaseö ahout that.

Well, it's quite unusual.

His autonomic svstem slows to a Crawl.

His heartheat, his temperature...

...his hreathing,

hut his hrain-wave activity aCCelerates.

ACCelerates?

Okay, keep that on until the weekend.

You're most kinU.

L'm a hitCh.

Have you ever told the man in Cell 11

what happened to Father nyer?

No, of Course not.

Might anyone else have told him?

Whv woulU they?

I öon't know.

I Uon't either.

AIright, he was öuried the next morning.

CIosed Coffin, the usual.

But who was the Iast person ever to see him?

Woulö you know?

- Brother Fain. - l heg your pardon?

Brother Pain.

At least, I think it was.

Wait a seCond. HolU on.

Yeah, that's right. That's who it was.

Brother Pain.

He was Ie to dress the hoUy and seal up the Coin.

And then, no one ever saw him again.

It was a saU Case.

He always griped ahout The OrUer not treating him well.

Well, he has family in KentuCky.

Ue was always asking for an assignment

some plaCe near them.

He never got it.

- TowarU the enU, he was-- - TowarU the end?

Oh, he was elUerly, Be, B1 .

He always said that when he Uied,

he'U make sure he Uied at home.

We always figureU he'd just split

heCause he senseU the enU was Coming.

He'd already had a Couple pretty haU Coronaries.

What's the matter?

Brother Fain...

...had two heact attaCks, preCiselv?

Yeah, two.

Was he tall?

Yes, he was very tall.

The man we founU in namien's coin,

you rememher, was dresseU Iike a priest.

Yeah.

His vital organs were remarkahly preserveU.

Is that so?

We did an autopsv, Father,

and discovereU, well...

He was elderly,

perhaps in his eighties.

Very tall.

No teeth.

We maUe out the sCarring of three major hearf attacks.

Two hefore, plus the one that killed him.

Yes.

We have every inöication to helieve that he Uied of...

...fright.

"Anö Jesus saiU to the man who was possessed,

"'What is vour name?'

"And he answereU, 'Legion,

for we are many."'

Many.

- Oood night, Daddy. - Oood night, Julie Uearest.

It's so Iate.

Yes, it is.

Very Iate.

Ood AImighty, can't I get any sleep?

- What the hell do vou want? - Sir, l'm very sorry.

Bad enough you wake me up at half past 5:OO for hreakfast.

- Sir, I'm sorry. - You're sorry?

I think you Uo this on purpose.

What's your name? I'm going to report you.

My name is Amy Keating. OooU night.

Angels of merCy, horseshit.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Yes, I'm fine.

I'm just a Iittle jumpy, that's all.

Okay.

She was slit Uown the middle.

Cut open.

AnU all her vital organs were removed.

Then, the killer stued her hody with...

...other materials, and seweö her haCk up.

Other materials?

Rosaries.

CatholiC rosaries.

Lieutenant!

Did you get mv message?

I Ieft it with Keating.

NiCe girl, good heact.

You killed her?

You must put it in the papers, lieutenant.

You must tell them that these are Oemini killings.

In the meantime...

Ahout this hody of mine.

Friend of yours?

Well, there I was,

so awfully dead in that eleCtric Chair.

I öiön't like it.

Would you?

It's upsetting!

There was still so muCh killing to Uo,

and there I was, without a hoöy.

So unfair.

But then, along Came, the master.

He thought mv work shoulU Continue,

hut in this hody.

In this hody in pactiCular, in faCt.

Oh, Iet's Call it revenge.

A Certain matter of an exorCism, I think,

in whiCh vour frienU, Father Karras,

expelled certain pacties from the hoUy of a ChilU.

Cerfain parties were not pleaseö,

to say the Ieast.

To say the very Ieast.

And so, my frienU,

the master,

öevised this pretty Iittle sCheme

as a wav of getting haCk,

of creating a stumhling hlock, a sCanUal,

a horror to the eyes of all men who seek faith,

using the hody of this saintly priest

as an instrument of mv...

...work.

But then, that's a perk, a honus, a Iittle extra.

The main thing

is the torment of your friend, Father Karras,

as he watChes while I rip, anU Cut,

anU mutilate the innocent, his friends,

again, and again,

anU on, anU on!

He is inside with us!

He will never get away!

His pain won't enU!

Oh, gracious me, was I raving?

PIease forgive me.

I'm maö.

Where was l?

Oh, yes, the master.

He was kind, see?

He örought me to our mutual aCquaintanCe, Father Karras.

Not too well at the time, I'm afraiU.

He was passing on in the Uying mode, as we sav.

So, as Karras was ahout to slip out of his hody,

why, the master was slipping me in.

SIiCkly Uone.

I mean, he was öeaU.

His time was up.

He wanteU out, hut I was in.

A Iittle traumatized, true.

I mean, aer all, his hrain was jelly,

Iack of oxygen anU all, that sort of thing.

It took a maximum effoct

that at Iast got me out of that Cheap Iittle coin.

Vow of poverty, Uisgusting.

Never mind.

TowarU the end, a Iittle slapstick

anU comiC relief

when that olU Brother Fain saw me climhing from the coin.

It's the smiles that keep us going,

don't you think?

The Iittle giggles and hits of good cheer.

Aer that, it was all hlue Mondays for a while.

So muCh Uamage to Karras' hrain Cells.

So many Iost.

It took me 1 S years to hring them hack.

Fifteen years.

So many years.

Who are you?

Just a traveling man.

One who moves.

How Can I helieve that you're the Oemini Killer?

Oh, you are issuing a CIear invitation to the UanCe.

What Uo vou mean?

- We shall see. - FIease, explain that.

We shall see.

InCidentally, don't hlame me for Temple.

That was suiciUe.

The man was a lunatic, a weakling.

Still, he helped me.

Are there serviCes? I'U Iike to attend.

- Temple helped you? - Yes, of course!

He hrought you to me.

I told him that if he faileö to Convince vou to Come to me

that he woulö suer in unspeakahle ways.

Foor superstitious fool, he helieved me.

Anö you Came.

But he CoulUn't take the pressure, it woulU seem.

What pressure?

The pressure of inimitahle me.

Some other tasks I saiö I haU for him,

things, Iittle things.

You know, I think perhaps you really are the Oemini.

- Oh, gooU. - But I can't he sure.

- Not sure? - No.

I Uon't think l'll ever reallv he ConvinCed

until I know how vou manageU to get out of this Cell.

Does someone help you?

I see.

Who helps vou?

Just frienUs.

OIU frienUs.

You know, Iieutenant...

There are so many possiöilities.

Mavhe I really am your friend, Father Karras.

And aer the fall,

I reviveU at a terrihly inConvenient moment

anU wandereU through the streets without knowing who I was,

and still Uon't, for that matter.

NeeUIess to say, of Course,

I'm quite naturally anU hopelessly mad.

But sometimes,

I have Ureams of a rose.

AnU then, falling Uown a Iong flight of steps.

And other times,

I Uream I'm the Oemini Killer.

AnU these öreams are very nice.

They feel so Comfortahle, so right.

But I Can't sort out the dreams from the truth.

Am I Karras?

There's so many other possihilities.

Perhaps the Oemini had an acCompliCe

who is still at Iarge and very aCtive.

Mayhe I am that old acCompliCe.

Perhaps I'm telepathiC or have psvChic powers

that give me all mv knowleöge of the Oemini killings.

The new ones,

the old ones,

the ones still to he.

Tell the press

that I am the Oemini, lieutenant,

final warning.

InCiöentally, I can help.

Help what?

Your unhelief.

Little Jack Horner.

Child's plav, Iieutenant.

I'm tireU.

I'm so tireö.

Namien?

No!

A transfer up from peUiatriCs.

Let's see where we're gonna put you up for the Uay,

my Iittle man.

Let me to Pather Healy, please. It's urgent.

41 7O.

Will vou expeCt him soon?

Jimmv, I Can't reaU this.

Korner, K-O-R-N-E-R.

I'II Call again.

See vou later, alligator.

Come on sweetheact, Iet's go haCk to your room.

Just take your time.

That's it.

Take it easy.

How do you get out of here?

OIU frienUs, old friends.

I'm a traveling man, one who moves.

Old friends, one who moves.

One who moves, one who...

I-I UiUn't hear it. Say it again, will you?

Yeah.

- Hit the Iight! - Mommy!

OoU AImightv!

What the hell do you think you're doing? Are you Crazy?

What on Eacth is the matter with vou?

I want my mommv.

Just toys.

Is that a crime?

He's aer someone. Who?

You treat vour own family Iike this?

Aren't you Ieaving?

PIease Ieave. I Cannot wait for you to Ieave!

Oh, you are issuing a CIear invitation to the UanCe.

To the UanCe, to the Uance...

Julie.

Hello.

Bill.

Hiya, honey. Where...

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Okay, sweethearf.

That was Bill. There's a nurse coming over with a paCkage.

Nannv, get in the Car!

Roll it, roll it, move it, move it! Oo, go!

Oo arounU!

Ram it if you have to! Ram it.

Back up, vou son of a-- Oet out!

Oo!

That must he the nurse.

Oo around the hack!

Oh, hi, naU.

Mother, naddy's home.

What's this?

Billy, what's going on?

I'm Crazy, that's the only explanation.

- Well, you're honest. - Let's stact from the heginning.

- It's all right. - No, it isn't alright.

What's this nurse thing?

- What nurse? - I'm so tired.

Oh, hi, Stevie! Yeah, how'U it go?

- Julie! - naUUy, I'm talking.

Sorry, Steve, I missed that.

Bill, what kinU of a nurse is this?

I open the öoor for the woman, she faints.

AnU then, when she wakes up, she savs, "When is it hedtime?"

PIease help me.

Is it hedtime?

So, is she staying for dinner or what?

It's okay, nannv, we're good.

Catatonics are so easv to possess.

I've heen waiting for you, Iieutenant.

I wanteU vou to see this.

- No! - Julie!

- No! - naddy!

OranUma! naUUv!

Namien.

I was just ahout to CheCk him.

Never minU, he's awake.

How öo you know that?

Just open up, anU then IoCk it hehinU me.

AII right.

- Will you he Iong? - No.

WasteU effoct.

Don't worry, we'II get her.

Frav for me, Damien.

You're free.