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now this--
This here's a special number.

It's gonna make your tongue roll
outta your head and dial 911.

You add in all that
nice shrimp--

Investigating a report of disturbance
at 214 prospect avenue, over.

Jeez.

Police! Don't move.

Keep 'em in the air.

Cuff her, Jimmy.

Damn, she's got
blood all over her.

Hey, Keith.

I think you might wanna
check this out.

I think she's blind.

The deceased is Paco Ordonez,
A.K.A. Little monster--

Street dealer, liked to use
grade-School kids as couriers.

Out on bail for possession
with intent.

Two-Time loser
looking at life.

I have the same
pair of pants.

Who exterminated him?

That's a subject
of some debate.

The killer carved a single c-Shaped
cut up through the right kidney.

Fatal blood loss came
in under 30 seconds.

I'm going to assume the killer knew what he was
doing, and that "c" wasn't one of his initials.

Your assumptions are correct,
only the killer isn't a he.

Marty Glenn, 28.

We found her at the scene
doing a formula 409.

Under normal circumstances, my
department would have her dead to rights.

There's just one little snag.
She's been blind since birth.

Before your heart goes out to
her, check out her rap sheet.

Fraud, petty theft,
aggravated assault.

Believe me,
she's a real piece of work.

Her juvenile records are sealed, but
detective Pennock has it on authority...

That two of them were drug busts--
Possession and possession with intent.

So do you think that she caught little monster
trying to snatch the pebble from her hand?

Nothing else makes sense.

Including how a blind girl could
get the drop on an ex-Con...

And bleed him out
with surgical precision.

Ms. Glenn took a $60 cab ride
alone straight to the motel.

The cabbie instructed her to room 10,
which she asked for specifically...

And then told him
to get lost.

Thirty minutes later,
dead heroin dealer.

All right, so you really believe
that she did this,

You just don't know how.

I got a theory
if you want to hear it.

I think she's got
some kinda sixth sense--

Lets her see in the dark,
like a bat or something.

I got 48 hours
to convince the D.A.,

Or wait till she kills
somebody else.

How soon can I meet her?

It's you.

See what I mean?

It's not magic.
It's your crappy cologne.

Who's that with you?

- Special agent Mulder.
- And the lady?

Uh, special agent Scully. We'd like
to ask you some questions, Marty.

You must be having trouble
with your case, detective.

Fine.
Suit yourself.

What are you staring at?

An innocent woman--
I hope.

So, I'm all ears.

I'm curious why you've refused
your right to an attorney.

Unless you're gonna charge me,
I don't plan on needing one.

Well, you could be
charged right now,

With the fact that you've given no compelling
reason why you were in that motel room.

What were you
doing there, Marty?

Putting mints
on the pillows.

The cabbie has given a statement that
you asked specifically for room 10,

Which would put you at the murder
scene right about the time of death.

Is that a crime? If you
were involved in any way.

You mean, like,
an eyewitness?

Did you intend to buy drugs
from Paco Ordonez?

Did you kill him?

Maybe it was just
his time to go.

Other than the stab wound, did you
check his cholesterol level or anything?

How did you know there was
just one stab wound?

Did I say that?
Mm-Hmm.

I guessed.

You know what the problem is?
You've got no murder weapon.

And I bet that's drivin'
stinky back there crazy.

Isn't it, stinky?

Why is he hiding?
It's not like I can see him.

You know what I did with it, detective?
I fed it to my seeing eye dog.

I'm curious, Marty.
Yeah? About what?

If you didn't kill him, why you were
at the crime scene cleaning up...

And doing such
a piss-Poor job of it?

Why don't we just stop
playing games here, okay?

I mean, you probably don't know a
feather duster from a duck's ass, do ya?

I mean, it's ridiculous. You're
a blind woman, for God's sake.

So why don't you tell us
who did kill Paco Ordonez,

And agent Scully and I
can go arrest him...

And you can go home and work on your
"angry young blind girl" comedy routine.

Or we can just stay here and entertain
each other for the next 48 hours.

Go to hell.

Put a knife in that hand--
No.

All I see is a woman who's adapted
to her impairment admirably.

She's honed all her other senses around
her blindness. She's taunting you.

I don't know. I think she just wants us
to think that she's strong, independent.

- It's important to her.
- She wants us to know she did it.

- I don't think she did do it.
- Then why won't she help us?

It's been my experience that innocent
people don't act like that, agent Mulder.

She wouldn't explain
her presence at the crime scene,

And she avoided all discussion
about the murder weapon.

She knew there was
only one stab wound.

You caught that yourself.
Yeah.

Detective, did you snake all
of the plumbing in the bathroom?

I turned that place
upside down and inside out.

Well, if we find the weapon with her
fingerprints on it, she's as good as convicted.

Short of that,
she's gonna walk.

Maybe I can get you to come out
to the crime scene one last time.

Okay.

You go ahead. I wanna--
I wanna investigate something.

I'm going to ask
you a series of questions.

Respond only with
a "yes" or "no."

Do not judge the content of the
questions. Simply answer truthfully.

Is your full name Martell
Francis Glenn? Yeah.

Are you a resident
of the State of Delaware?

Let's cut through the bull, or I'm
gonna decide not to cooperate at all.

All right,
let's, uh, get to it.

I need to establish
a baseline.

I'm a resident of the State
of Delaware, okay?

Let's move on.

Is it your intent to lie during
the course of this examination?

I'm sure you'll
tell me if it is.

Did you stab Paco Ordonez,
also known as little monster?

Nope.

- Did you plan or arrange the murder of Paco Ordonez?
- No.

Have you ever met Paco Ordonez? No.

Would you ever have occasion to see
Paco Ordonez or know him in another way?

Strike that.

Have you ever had occasion to interact with
Paco Ordonez or know him in another way?

No.

- Were you present during the murder of Paco Ordonez?
- No.

Why don't you just
ask me yourself?

Did you see the murder?

Did you see the murder?

- I don't see anything.
- Yes or no only, please.

Then, the answer is no.

no blood trails
leading out of the bathroom.

Windows are painted shut.

As you can see, not a lot of
places she could've stashed it.

Scully.

She's lying.
About what?

She knew Paco Ordonez, but I
don't think she murdered him.

How do you know
that she knew him?

I made her take a polygraph test. She
passed on every question except one:

Did she see the murder?

Would you like me to remind you why
polygraphs are inadmissible in court?

No, she cracked, Scully.
She was lying. I'm sure of it.

Well, maybe she was, Mulder, but don't make
me state the obvious. She didn't see anything.

Not with her eyes. Well,
how else did she see?

Bat vision?
I don't know.

Well, Mulder, when you
figure it out, give me a call.

Detective Pennock?

I get to call a lawyer!
Somebody, I need a phone!

I got it.

You know, I'm sure the A.C.L.U.
Is gonna be very interested...

In how you violated
a blind woman's rights...

By eavesdropping on
her private phone call.

Same to you.

Blarney Stone.

Um, let's see-- The guy hittin' on
the redhead at the end of the bar.

- I told you, stop it!
- Yeah, we got somebody matching that description.

Pop, it's for you.

- Yeah?
- Leave her alone.

Who is this?

You just leave her alone.

I'm watching you.

Let me guess.
Your killer is O.J. Simpson.

They were found at the crime
scene with blood all over them.

We believe they were worn
by Paco Ordonez's killer.

Hmm. You're good.

We think they belong to
you. Well, they don't.

Try one on for us. And put
my prints all over them?

Your prints are already
all over them, Marty.

Are you happy, detective?

Looks to me like it fits.

Somewhere Marcia Clark weeps. But
you still haven't got a weapon.

Oh, it's just
a matter of time.

But you haven't got time.

Hope you saw what
just happened in there.

Even if the gloves do fit,
you can still acquit.

I think it's arrogance. I think it's the same
reason she agreed to take the polygraph test.

She knows that the prejudices in
this case are all in her favor.

I don't think it's that
simple. Look at this.

She lives in poverty, but
she's never taken advantage...

Of the disability benefits that
are available to her-- Never once.

It's poison to her.
The mere suggestion...

That she's anything other than a whole
or complete person is offensive to her.

It's not arrogance,
it's pride.

You think it was pride that
made her ditch the bloody gloves?

Her prints were all over them,
Mulder. Why would she do that?

I have no idea. Okay,
so by your reasoning,

The killer took off with the
murder weapon but not the gloves,

Leaving Marty to come in,
go straight to the gloves,

And hide them in the one place that
nobody would easily think to find them.

I think that's the most accurate
scenario available to us right now.

Wait a minute. Maybe it's
much simpler than that.

What?

What if she's not
really blind?

I mean, she hasn't applied for
any of her disability benefits.

Maybe that's because she knows she
couldn't pass the medical screening.

- You think she's faking it?
- No.

No, but possibly it's
a conversion disorder...

Or a form of blind sight-- A split
consciousness, whereby a person has...

A certain level of visual ability, but
they're not aware they're actually seeing.

I think it's worth
checking out.

yo, man, little
monster's "h" ain't gonna be easy.

See, a lot of people
respected him, you know?

You buyin' or not? You're not
buyin', I can go to somebody else.

But I'm feelin' magnanimous.
Swing by in a couple hours.

Maybe we can do some business. Good.

Yeah, there's somethin'
I gotta look into first.

When I'm done,
I'll be in touch.

eyes wide, please, Marty. Good.

Try not to move
around too much.

Are you aware of
any sensation at all?

All right, Marty, now we're going
to introduce some optical stimuli.

Try not to blink.

Just relax for a moment.

I'm not getting anything. I don't
think there's any activity...

In either the visual cortex
or the superior colliculus.

There's no way that she
could fool the machine?

We're talking about wholly involuntary physical
responses. I wasn't getting any reading.

Then what is that?

What is it, Marty?

What do you see?

Agents.

This is Daniel Costa
from the D.A.'S office.

So what did we find?

I hear the girl can actually
see with some limited ability.

No, according to
her examiner,

She is completely without sight
or any kind of light sensitivity.

But she is still our best
and only suspect.

- You said you were making progress.
- We are.

I'm not gonna indict a blind
girl on some lousy prints.

She doesn't exactly fit
the definition "blind girl."

Come on, folks.
Either she is or she isn't.

- What are you talking about?
- There is evidence...

Of some kind of neurological activity
which caused her pupils to dilate.

- From what?
- To me it indicates some reaction to stimuli,

Some kind of physical response
to images in her mind's eye.

How does that make her the
killer? I didn't say it did.

Kick her loose.

- Danny--
- I got no case, Pennock.

I don't believe this! I'm not trying
her, not without a murder weapon.

Kick her loose.

Wonderful. Thanks.

These better still be 20s.

No, I replaced them with 50s
since you're so damn sweet.

Wanna hear the latest?
Yes.

Detective Pennock ran the gloves for blood
typing and found two different samples,

One type matching Marty Glenn's.
There were no cuts on her.

All the same, I'm gonna hand
- deliver them to the lab in Washington...

And expedite a P.C.R. To see
if she's a match. Look at her.

Do you really think
she's capable?

I'll let you know as soon
as I get the test back.

Who called me last night?

Who's watchin' me?
What?

Aah! I don't know what
you're talking about!

You a cop? Hmm? You wearin'
a wire?

No! I'm not a cop!

I need to get
to spring street!

Which way is spring street!
Somebody answer me!

Four blocks
to the left.

Where? here, here.
There's an alley here. Right here.

Okay, I'm fine, thanks.
Leave me alone.

Excuse me, somebody.

- Yeah?
- I killed 'em.

I killed them both.

I read your confession.

Detective Pennock is typing it
up as we speak for you to sign.

I'll sign it. You'll
make him a very happy man.

Can't have everything.

As for me, I'm a little puzzled
by this sudden change of heart.

Please. Too much charity of
heart, and I'll wanna puke.

I just--
Why kill them?

Paco Ordonez.
Susan Forester.

Did you even know
that was her name?

Susan Forester. She was 30
years old. Native of Wilmington.

She waitressed part-Time. She
lived alone with her two cats.

Shut up!

Why are you doing this?

I-I-- I've given you people
everything you want.

I like you, Marty.
I admire you.

And I don't want to see you
confess to crimes you didn't commit.

You just feel sorry for me.
No, I don't.

Not the way you think I do.

Read the confession.
I got it all perfect.

Every detail. How could
I do that if I'm innocent?

I believe you witnessed both
murders. You-You saw them somehow.

But you were way across town when they
happened. You were a $60 cab ride away.

You're crazy. I think
you tried to stop them.

You tried to, but you didn't
get there in time.

I don't have to
talk to you anymore.

Marty, whoever did this,
they're gonna kill again,

And you can help stop that.

I can't stop anything.

I don't have to talk to you
anymore, period. Officer! We're done!

Who's worth pleading guilty
for, Marty? Officer! We're done!

You didn't do it.

And I'm not gonna
let this happen.

Do you hear me?
Marty?

What do you mean, "deal's
off"? You can't back out.

I do what I got to do
to stay on the down- Low.

You're shinin'
too much light on me.

What are you talkin' about?

Somebody's gunnin' for you, and I
ain't gettin' in the middle of it.

Who?
Who's gunnin' for me?

Some old girlfriend of yours called last
night and told me I should steer clear.

She called you?
Yeah.

Said she was
passin' the word.

Listen to me.
Listen, man.

She's nobody. She knows
nothin'. Uh-Huh. Yeah, right.

You and me, man, we're
still cool. Trust me.

If she don't know anything,
how'd she get this number?

Listen to me. I got nowhere
else to take this stuff.

That's not my problem.

Just don't you call here
again.

Well, I appreciate your
help here, such as it was,

But I'd say we're
doing all right.

She just signed
her confession.

Congratulations.

I don't feel as good as
you might think, you know.

All you got is a signature. No lawyer's
gonna let her go down based on that.

I'm aware of that.

Doesn't it bother you, detective,
that you still have no clear motive?

Well, she just now
gave us that--

Drugs.

Just like I thought.

She even told us
where to find them.

I'd this is gonna make it
a pretty short trial.

If you think about it, detective,
it actually proves nothing.

There it is, just like she
said. Just like she described.

You know, the thing I find most
surprising about this case is you.

You are one skeptical guy,
agent Mulder.

Skeptical?
Oh, yeah.

I've been called a lot of
things. "Skeptical" is not one.

Mulder.
What?

I've got the P.C.R. Results on the
two blood types from the gloves.

Neither was Marty's. You were
right, Mulder. She didn't do it.

I know that, you know that and so
does whoever Marty's protecting,

But Pennock is
salivating right now.

What we have to do
is convince Marty.

I got an idea.
I'll get back to you.

What do you want now?

I know who
you're protecting, Marty,

And I think I know why.

You're protecting the man
who murdered your mother.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I read the original
police report from 1970.

Your mother died from a single
stab wound to the right kidney,

As did Paco Ordonez
and Susan Forester.

Dead at the hands of
an unknown assailant.

I never knew my mother.
No.

I know.

But for once you were
there when it happened.

She was pregnant
with you at the time.

She died on the operating table
as doctors were trying to save her.

You were born...
just barely.

But the interruption of blood flow you
suffered most likely caused your blindness.

What does that have
to do with anything?

I think that
during that time...

As you lost one sense...

You gained another.

And somehow...

A connection was formed between
you and your mother's killer.

What connection?
You see through his eyes.

You always have. You
don't want to, you just do.

And because of that you feel responsible
for his actions, but you're not.

And you're sitting here
in prison...

For crimes
you didn't commit.

It isn't going to
accomplish anything, Marty.

excuse me, agent Mulder.

She's being
transferred now.

There's absolutely no point
to you doing this.

We're gonna find him
with or without your help.

I'm sorry.

Hi, Marty.

What's going on?

Detective Pennock is with the warden
right now arranging for your release.

Charges against you are being dropped.
You're no longer a suspect in this case.

How can they do that?
I confessed.

A confession is worthless if
it's a lie, and yours was a lie.

what have
you been telling them?

Just that you're innocent, which is something
they would've found out on their own anyway.

The locker you sent us to? It had
prints on it, but they weren't yours.

I was careful. Somebody
else wasn't so careful.

Charles Wesley Gotts,
an ex-Con.

Convicted in 1970
of aggravated assault.

He was paroled three weeks ago,
and he's been missing ever since.

Never heard of him. I happen
to believe that, Marty.

P.C.R. Test confirmed that
it was his blood on the glove.

The test confirmed
something else, Marty.

He's your father.

That was the connection.

Hmm.

That is, if everything's
taken care of on this end.

What's he talkin' about?

Detective Pennock
has agreed to...

Not pursue aiding and abetting
charges if you agree to help us--

If you agree
to help us find him.

We need your help,
Marty.

You can end it now.

I can end this.

I'm sure that's what
you've always wanted.

I never wanted to spend my life
in a place like this.

I had no choice.

Hmm.

If I help you, will you
protect me until he's caught?

I will personally
guarantee your safety.

Hmm.

Take me home.

moving
into position at the back exit.

- All right. Stand by.
- Copy that.

Just in time
for the surprise party.

She told you
he'd be in there?

Yeah. She described this place
perfectly, right down to the matchbooks.

What made her decide to
cooperate? She wants to stop him.

All of a sudden? Why didn't
she tell us his name before now?

She didn't know his name. They never
met. He's been in prison her entire life.

Yet according to you, she's been
seeing through his eyes the whole time.

I don't think she was sure
exactly what she was seeing.

It was more like a constant image in her
mind she learned to live with over time--

Up until three weeks ago.

When the murders started.

He was paroled
and everything changed.

Well, if all this is true,
let's go get him.

Mulder?

Everything's changed
for her, Scully.

I don't think we're gonna
find him in there.

Need some help over there? No.

Shoulda known.

Now, you know, you don't have
to pack everything you own.

I promise you, you're not gonna
be in protective custody that long.

It's too late for that
anyway. Why's that?

Gotts is already here.

What are you
talkin' about?

He's been keeping tabs on you
for about a day.

Now he knows where I live.

He's reading the names
on the mailboxes right now.

What?
How could you--

How did you know he
wouldn't be in there?

She misdirected us on purpose.
She's still protecting him?

No, she's not.
She never was.

Pennock's not picking up.
What do you mean?

It's not him she's been protecting.
If he goes back to prison, so does she.

Until now,
she's never had a choice.

Mulder.

She did this one.
Trust me.

Not much to look at, is it? At
least, that's what they tell me.

You were at the sentencing,
agent Mulder.

Is it my cologne? No, I
just knew you'd be there.

Marty, let me speak to
the judge on your behalf.

No.

We found where
he'd been staying.

It's a motel not far from where
Paco Ordonez had been murdered.

And before that,
Atlantic City.

Hmm. I'd never seen
the ocean before.

And now,
when I close my eyes,

Or even when I open them,

That's all I see.

You're lucky he wasn't
a fan of the ice capades.