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I had a really nice time tonight.

Yeah, me too. Allow me.

Well...

I'd love a cup of coffee.

Um...

You were going to say good night, now, weren't you?

Well, it's just, it's late,

and I've got an early meeting

tomorrow morning.

Otherwise, you know, um...

[PAGER BEEPING]

Oh, that's the hospital.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

Would it be all right

to just quickly use your phone?

Sure. Come on in.

You sure somebody isn't going to die

at the hospital without you?

They can wait.

No, wait.

What?

I don't know.

Maybe we're just going a little too fast.

Too fast?

Yeah.

[GRUNTS]

[STRUGGLING]

No! Don't! Stop it!

[♪]

NARRATOR: He was brought across in 1228.

Preyed on humans for their blood.

Now he wants to be mortal again...

To repay society for his sins...

To emerge from his world of darkness...

from his endless forever night.

Another woman has been brutally murdered

on the west side tonight.

Here on the scene,

police are trying to piece together the clues.

There is some speculation

as to whether this will prove to be the most recent

in a series involving sexual assault and murder.

Residents are outraged--

Wait a sec.

I want you to prep anything you can find

for a DNA profile the minute you guys get back.

Okay.

So, the vapor give you any prints or what?

No. No, clear prints.

Hey, Nat.

Hey. Welcome to victim number 3.

Are you sure?

Not yet, but it sure looks that way.

Strangulation?

Barehanded.

Also, signs of sexual assault

and no indication of forced entry to the premises.

Found something.

Cheers, Schanke.

Singular Interests Introduction Service,

client copy.

Okay, um...

That's her. That's the victim.

Let's see,

the reason I came here is I'd love to go out.

I'd love to meet somebody to spend my life with...

A dating service.

but ever since I've gotten out of school,

I've just, you know... There's work,

and there's always something else

that I have to be doing,

so I'm hoping...

Could it be?

Could it actually be we finally have a lead?

The captain's not the only one

who's being catapulted into insanity by those

"take back the night" rallies

outside the precinct.

Okay, tomorrow we hit Singular Interests,

see if other victims were members.

A dating service killer...

Oh, no. I think I'm getting a case

of "what's this world coming to?" nausea.

"What's this world coming to?" is right

when someone not bad and not broke,

like Jill Fisher,

has to resort to a dating service in the first place.

Oh, come on, Schanke. It's the '90s.

Dating services, like frozen dinners,

have their place.

It's not necessarily a case of resorting to them.

No, I haven't, although I have thought about it.

You? That's ridiculous.

You have so much more to offer than the average person--

Please. It was not my intention

to get into a discussion of my dating life...

or lack thereof.

For crying out loud, if I had known...

I mean, Myra lives for this stuff.

Oh, no. Help me.

He's going to sic Myra the matchmaker on me.

I'll end up married to his cousin in Moose Jaw.

Don't worry about me, Schanke.

I'll be fine, and anyway, who has time for dating?

He does.

What the hell's wrong with him?

Beats me. Ask him.

See you.

What is wrong with you, anyway?

Well, you heard the lady.

Who's got the time?

Yeah.

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

♪ Happy birthday Dear Natalie ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

Happy what to whom?

Uh-uh. You don't get off that easy.

No escaping the creature from the birthday lagoon

around here, I guess, huh?

Oh, my, my favorite, a Twinkie with candles.

[GIGGLING]

Well, let me see...

One, two, three, 30. Yep, they're all there.

Make a wish.

But don't tell us, or else it won't come true.

Don't worry, I don't think you could handle it.

Ooh.

Yay!

Aw, thanks, you guys.

From all of us.

Ooo...

[GIGGLING]

Try it on.

Have the address?

Right here in my pocket.

I would have saved you a piece,

but I didn't think birthday cake

was on that Spartan warrior

macrobiotic diet of yours.

Who's birthday?

Nat's. Forensics threw her a bash.

Natalie's? Jeez, I completely forgot.

They called me last week.

Don't sweat it.

The only reason I found out is I had to go get test results.

No, no, this is not good. I didn't even get her a card.

It's not too late.

Do what I do with Myra, only I do it on purpose.

I make her think I'm not getting anything

until the last minute.

By then, she's so desperate, no matter what I get her...

Boom. Big hit. It works every time.

Yeah...

Thank you very much.

This was really sweet of you.

Happy birthday.

You're not working late tonight, are you?

Don't worry. I took the night off.

Good.

Maybe you can wear your new present.

Yeah, well, maybe some other night.

Good night.

Night.

What is it, Eddie?

Not good.

You're going to wish

you'd celebrated your 28th birthday

at Pizza Palace or something.

Okay, you ready? Yeah.

[GRUNTS]

Who is it and what happened?

They couldn't find any ID.

People who saw him before the explosion said that--

Explosion?

He was trying to stop a gang robbery.

Someone tossed him a pipe bomb for his trouble.

It's a real mess.

At least there's not much of a face to look at.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Saved by the bell.

Forensics. Dr. Lambert. Yep. Yes, he did.

No, Eddie just brought him in.

No, no, I haven't had time yet.

I mean, he's only been here about two minutes.

Yeah, well, I'll take a look at the pieces

and, uh, give you a report.

Okay. Fine. Bye.

My records show she hadn't had a date

in the last six months.

And why is that?

Well, if I remember,

she had to cancel a few times,

you know, dates we had arranged for her.

Conflicts with work, I think,

and then we never heard from her again.

Some clients come to us

because they're too busy to meet people,

and end up being too busy to even date once they do.

What about the other two victims?

Sorry.

It would be in here if they were members.

Thank you very much.

Yeah, thanks.

[DOOR CREAKING]

Hi, honey. I'm home.

[MEOWING]

♪ For you're A jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For you're A jolly good fellow ♪

♪ For you're A jolly good fellow ♪

Oh, and no one can deny

that you're a jolly good fellow, huh, Sydney?

And you know what? I'm all out of cat food,

so I guess you'll just have to take me out to dinner

for my birthday, huh? How's that?

SCHANKE: "What's this world coming to?" is right

when someone not bad and not broke like Jill Fisher

has to resort to a dating service

in the first place.

NATALIE: Come on, Schanke, it's the '90s.

Dating services, like frozen dinners,

have their place.

It's not necessarily a case of resorting to them.

Anyway, who has time for dating?

He does.

What the hell's wrong with him?

Beats me. Ask him.

What is wrong with you, anyway?

NICK: Oh, you heard the lady.

Who's got the time?

No, no, this is not good.

I didn't even get her a card.

Oh!

Oh, my God. I'm so sorry!

Sorry.

I'm such a klutz.

Oh, no, your nose.

Uh...here. Here, use this.

I'm so sorry.

Don't worry about it.

You probably have more important things

on your mind, anyway, like a hungry cat

that's about to take revenge on your drapes

as we speak.

Well, I would love to blame this on Sydney,

but I really should have been watching

where I was going.

Oh, no, your scarf.

Aw, hey, don't worry about it.

That's okay.

I hardly ever get to ride with the top down anyway.

Sorry to hear that.

Thank you.

This is for you.

Natalie?

Nick.

Well, this is a surprise.

I was just coming to surprise you.

Happy birthday.

Well, thank you.

They're beautiful, like big suns.

Hi.

Oh, uh, Nick, this is, uh...

Roger. Roger Jamison.

Roger is the latest victim of my clumsiness.

Nice to meet you.

Oh, likewise.

Were you on your way over to my place?

Yeah. Yeah, I was just coming to drop those off.

Schanke's waiting for me, so I should...

Well, thanks again.

It was really sweet of you to remember.

Nat, I'm sorry I couldn't get away for your party.

Uh... It was nice to meet you.

Uh, almost forgot.

It goes with the flowers.

Bye.

Was that by any chance... awkward?

What?

Oh, no. No. He's just...

a friend.

Just a friend.

Well, I guess I better be getting home

to rescue my drapes.

It was nice to meet you, Natalie.

Happy birthday.

Thanks. It was nice to meet you too.

Natalie?

Maybe I could meet Sydney sometime?

Maybe I could...call him?

He's in the book. Lambert. Sydney Lambert.

Okay.

It isn't so bad.

It's not so bad at all.

This the genetic profile from the Fisher case?

Yep, we have to do a PCR boost.

The hair was dyed,

so the cell structure was damaged.

The DNA's just too weak.

So we need volunteers for a control group.

I never volunteer for anything.

Perfect timing, Schanke.

No, no. Now, wait a minute.

Do I look like I eat cardboard

and ride a treadmill, huh?

Do I look like I have spots,

and--and a tail?

Don't do this to me, Natalie.

This is--This is not right.

Sorry, Schanke,

but you're the only guinea pig that we got.

Now, this won't hurt a bit.

Ow!

Aw...

One day you're slicing cake, the next day you're slicing me.

I'll take care of it.

I feel funny.

Thanks, Grace.

Ha, ha, ha.

So what can I do for you?

What? What's this?

Oh, no. No, no. You go.

Keep an open mind, would you? Out of here.

It's Myra's friend's brother Lionel.

Right now.

Apparently, he's a really nice guy.

I haven't actually met him myself.

Go!

Why don't you just give it a shot?

Call the guy up at least.

Bye! Oh, come on.

There's hardly a mark on him.

Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?

Well, I mean, this guy looks like he just barely cut himself

shaving this morning.

[GASPS]

What the...what the hell?

You... You were dead a minute ago.

Who are you?

You don't need to know.

[GROWLING]

What are you?

Something very different from you.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Sorry to wake you, Nick.

Uh...we got Elsa Burden here.

The woman from the dating service?

That's right.

She came here to see you.

Are you ready for this, Nick?

She says the other two victims were members of the club.

They weren't on her computer

because their memberships had expired.

What about dates? Did they have any in common?

No, I checked that out first.

In fact, one of the girls hadn't even had one.

Okay, how about people who had access to the files?

George Bonfrey.

Who's that?

An ex-employee.

He worked on the computers.

He was fired a year ago

after sexually harassing

one of our female employees.

Okay, Schanke.

Look, get Norma to run a check on prior convictions.

Keep me posted.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Hello. Dr. Lambert.

Natalie? It's Roger Jamison.

The guy you... decked last night?

Yeah, your machine said

I could reach you at this number.

I was just wondering

if you'd be available for a late lunch.

So, how's your nose?

Well, I can still smell things.

Grass, flowers, your perfume.

Ah, yes, I believe I'm wearing

a formaldehyde-based scent today.

Actually, I'm a little surprised you'd be up for a picnic with me

considering I nearly knocked you unconscious.

I like a woman who packs a good punch.

Are you always this cheerful?

What is there not to be cheerful about?

I don't know. Maybe I work too hard.

I think you probably do.

[TELEPHONE RINGS] Forensics.

Hi, Grace, it's Nick Knight. Is Natalie there?

No, you just missed her, detective. Any message?

No, no, I was just calling to check in.

She shouldn't be too late. She had a...lunch date.

[CLICKS]

[DIAL TONE]

I usually buy my lunch from a dispensing machine

and eat it by the warm glow

of my computer screen.

You see? You do work too hard.

You've got to get out more.

That's what summer's for.

Yeah, it's been a while, all right...

a while since I've spent any time in the sun.

I am a vampire.

A vampire?

Yes.

[GASPS]

You're so cold.

I'm dead.

No. No, you're not. You're not dead.

I'm sorry, what did you say?

I said, we probably have a lot in common.

Well, that could very well be.

What do you say we find out just how much?

Now?

Why not? It seems to me

like you could use some fresh air.

Well, it is supposed to be my day off.

I say we go fly a kite.

A kite?

A kite.

Okay. Come on.

He's got three prior convictions,

two for petty theft, one for rape,

several misdemeanor charges,

indecent exposure, lewd behavior in public...

It's a wonder this guy finds time

to come into work at all.

What time did the owner say

his shift was starting, anyway? Hello?

Oh, I was listening. I was.

From what remote satellite?

And by the way,

how is that hole in the ozone layer doing?

I mean, if I'm boring you, Nick, just tell me.

Geez, I sound like Myra.

Now, listen, you haven't told me.

How did you two meet anyway?

Hey, there he is.

George Bonfrey? Metro police.

Damn. All right, try and cut him off

around the other side. Go on.

Bonfrey, you're under arrest.

[LAUGHING]

Well, at least that was a little break

from the office.

Uh, just a little, yeah.

Aw, poor kite.

Yeah, maybe we should get

one of those ten-year-olds

to try and help us fly the thing.

[PAGER BEEPING]

Sorry. It's my pager.

It's a miracle it hasn't gone off before now.

I guess I should call.

Do you want to come in?

[CLEARS THROAT]

Nick?

Nat, I just tried to page you.

I really wasn't trying to intrude.

Well, then, what are you doing here?

Well just be a minute.

[WHISPERING]: So, is that

where you've been all day, with him?

What? Nick?

Look, I was worried about you. Grace says

you've been gone since lunch time.

Don't you look at me like that.

So I took a half hour. So what?

That was supposed to be my whole day off.

Sorry I worried you, all right?

Well, can you blame me?

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

[CLEARS THROAT] Natalie...

I should be hitting the road.

It's getting late.

Roger, it's okay, you don't have to leave.

I mean, this is purely work-related.

It's all right.

Really. You clear it up, and, um...

I'll call you.

Listen, I'm sorry the day had to end this way.

I had a really great time.

Yeah. Me too...

but we can do it again sometime.

I'd like that.

Bye.

Bye.

I guess you don't think that's a little too familiar

for a first date, huh?

Excuse me? I'm a big girl, in case you hadn't noticed.

Oh, no, no, no, I've noticed. I've noticed.

I just happen to feel a little protective.

Protective?

Yeah, protective.

Protective like towards...a sister, protective?

Yeah, like towards a sister, yeah.

Perfect.

Well, I guess I can cut you a little slack

considering the state of the world

as it is now... date murders...

We...

We've got a suspect in custody.

Well, thank God.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Yes, he is, captain. He's right here.

Thanks. Yeah?

Yeah. I'll be right in.

They just found another victim

in the woods behind Bridgeport tennis court.

They think she's been dead

for over a week.

The MO's match the other murders.

She just disappeared after a date last week.

We've checked with Elsa Burton.

A former member of Singular Interests?

Yeah. Oh, here comes the best part.

It isn't George Bonfrey.

It turns out old George has

one of the tougher alibis to beat.

Two out of the four murders took place

while he was holed up in a Missisauga lockup

for flashing a lady cop on the Go-train.

All right.

This is the last newspaper allowed in this precinct

while this case is open!

In fact,

if I find another one,

I will search out the culprit

who brought it into this office,

and he or she will look forward to a...

lifetime desk job at Parking Violations!

How's that for an ultimatum?

Well, I don't know, Schanke.

Parking violations is beginning to look

pretty good to me right now.

Was it too perfect to hope

that George Bonfrey was our answer?

Maybe he still is. Come on.

I'm out of here, right?

You haven't got a thing on me.

You're not telling us everything, George.

Oh, hey, I'll get my lawyer

to give you a call.

Listen, you little worm,

you're going to play ball with us

or the next person you open your raincoat for

will be 6'3" with tears tattooed on his cheeks.

[HEART BEATING]

All four victims were from Singular Interests.

You had access to personal details in their files.

Accessory to the crime of murder, George.

Hard time.

This is your last chance.

Tell us what we should know.

What?

So I sold some stinking, lousy files. So what?

To who?

I didn't check for ID.

To whom, George?

[HEART BEATING]

Some...

creep with a $50 bill.

He was driving a white van

with a picture of a flower or something on the side.

That's it.

Somewhere out there,

there's a guy walking around

with some pretty heavy-duty scratches.

At least we finally got a good cell sample

for comparison on the DNA workup.

What?

I forgot to get the fourth sample

for the PCR boost you wanted

for the Fisher DNA profile.

Go ahead. Right between the eyes.

It wouldn't be such a bad idea.

Wait a minute.

Here. Use this.

It's Roger's blood.

I was taking it to the dry cleaner,

but it probably won't come out anyway.

Thanks.

Hi, Grace.

Nat...

Hi.

So, did you get anywhere questioning Bonfrey?

Well, we're working on a possible lead.

Schanke will check it out tomorrow.

Good. Excuse me.

I'll probably have the DNA analysis

for you by then.

Great. Well...

have you forgiven me for ruining your evening?

I accepted your apology last night.

In letter only, or in spirit too?

Because, Nat, I can't tell by the way you're acting.

I said I forgive you.

I--I know it was presumptuous of me

to break into your house.

I guess I took liberties with our friendship

that I shouldn't have.

Look, please, Nick.

Would you just let me finish?

I care about you, Nat.

I really do.

I just want you to be happy.

Last night I realized something.

What?

That if I'm not careful,

I'll get in the way of you and your happiness.

I just want you to know

that I--I really think that it's a good idea

that you're beginning to see someone...

and I'm...I'm truly happy for you,

and... well, I won't mess it up

by interfering or doubting your judgment.

Well, I really appreciate that. Thanks.

Nat?

You made yourself perfectly clear, all right?

I just have a lot of work to do.

You're testing me to see if I've forgotten.

I see you haven't.

Oh, please, don't bother.

It won't work.

Maybe I'm just one of those people

who they say can't be hypnotized,

or maybe I don't want to be.

And you're not afraid.

Fear is based on ignorance. I'd rather try to understand.

Understand who you are, and...what you are.

You're a unique woman.

No. I'm a scientist.

Science won't help you to understand what I am

or the hell of an existence I've locked myself into.

What makes you think

I can't help you?

Help me?

Are you serious? No one can help me.

My immortality's a curse, a fall from grace.

Evil is a metaphysical condition.

You're not evil.

You ended up on my examining table

because you tried to help people.

Also, your condition is a physical one.

I see. Your specialty.

And how on earth do you think you can help

this 800-year-old body?

This incessant hunger for blood? This physical condition of mine?

I don't know...

yet...

but I am willing to try.

And what's the reward for you, doctor?

What can you possibly expect for in return?

Solving a puzzle

is its own reward for me.

Are you sure?

Oh yes.

Liar.

Hello, Roger? Hi. This is Natalie.

Look, I know it's very late.

No. Tomorrow night sounds perfect.

Okay, we're getting close.

Close your eyes. Close your eyes.

Oh, come on, I'm going to get carsick.

Ah, you wouldn't do that in your own car, now, would you?

Ah-ha, so that's the real reason we took mine.

Oh, come on, just give me a little hint

about where we're going.

Okay.

You know I keep telling you you need a vacation?

Uh-huh.

What if I told you I was taking you to the tropics?

The tropics?

Don't worry, you'll be back in time for work tomorrow.

Trust me.

Hey, Roger?

Yeah?

I think you're good for me.

I think you're good for me too, Natalie.

What did I tell you? Come on.

It looks closed.

Ye of little faith.

So what's an attorney doing

with a key to a nursery?

It's owned by one of my clients.

Incredible, huh?

It's beautiful.

SCHANKE: I'm on my way home

to drop dead from exhaustion.

I've had a very long, very allergenic day.

Myra's going to be sorry to hear

I hope to never set foot in another flower shop

as long as we both shall live.

Oh, yeah, nada on the white van

with the flower on the side,

or at least in Metro Toronto.

Check outlying communities tomorrow.

Hope you have better luck.

[SNEEZES] Ciao.

Detective. Thank God.

Hi, Grace.

I was looking for Natalie. What's wrong?

I've been trying to reach you like crazy.

The DNA profile just came back.

The guy that killed Laura Fisher and the last victim

and one of the guys in the blind

for the PCR

all have the same genetic profile.

Who's in the blind?

Schanke, Leroy from Vice, the janitor...

and Natalie's new guy, Roger Jamison.

She took the night off. I think she's with him.

Okay, tell me everything you know about him.

Did she say where he worked?

She said he was a lawyer,

but I've already called the provincial bar--

no Roger Jamison.

How could she not tell anyone where she was going?

She's been in such a strange mood lately.

I've got to find her.

Why don't you sit right down,

and I'll turn on a little music...

Let's see what we've got for dinner.

♪ ...But what can I do If I still love you? ♪

[GASPS]

You're so cold.

I'm dead.

♪ I sure hope That we never have to let go ♪

[SIGHS]

You going somewhere?

I'm afraid I'd get lost.

How big is this place?

You're right. You would get lost.

I think it would be much safer

if you stayed as close to me as possible.

NICK: Don't.

Don't get too close to me.

You want to hurt me... kill me.

No...

But I might anyway.

You won't be sorry, Natalie.

You won't be sorry.

Why would I be sorry?

I'm going to make you feel so wanted.

I'm going to make you forget

that ugly word, "rejection."

I'm going to make you surrender to me.

What's wrong?

I--I don't know. Maybe we're just going a bit too fast.

W--what'd you say? "Too fast"?

Just who the hell do you think you are?

Half your clothes are off already,

and now you want to slow down?

[CLICK]

Uh...it's just the tape.

I'm sorry.

I--I didn't mean that.

Can we start over?

Good...because, I mean...

we were having such a nice time, and, uh...

you really turn me on, Natalie.

I just want to do the same for you.

Good. Okay, okay.

We'll just, uh...

I'll start the music, and, uh...

[PANTING]

Oh!

You blew it, Natalie.

I really wanted something between us, Natalie,

but you never gave me a chance.

You just didn't trust me!

[SCREAMING]

Nick? Nick?

Nat, Nat, it's okay, it's okay. It's me.

No, no. It's okay, it's me.

You're all right, okay? Okay? Okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

I think that should do it.

I suggest you get home

and get started on that vacation of yours.

You've been through quite an ordeal.

I'll be as good as new in no time.

You're a brave woman, doctor.

I just, uh...want to extend a note of thanks

from the whole department.

Not to mention a city full of people

who have one less bump in the night to worry about.

[SIGHS]

Well, thank you both.

I'm just glad that Nick was able to get to me

before I had a chance to prove

what a simpering coward I really am.

Uh, Natalie?

Yeah?

You know that thing they say

about, uh... "one bad apple"?

I think I understand what you mean, captain.

I'll be with you in a second.

Well, I guess I'd better check

on how that travel agent is doing

finding the quintessential desert vacation fun spot.

Natalie?

Do you have any idea

how worried I was about you?

Yeah. Yeah, I think I do.

Hey, hey, Natalie, Natalie, Natalie.

I am so glad you're still here.

Listen, I--I know this may not be the best time,

but, uh...

Well, Lionel is coming in here to the station.

I thought maybe...

Oh, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no. That's my cue.

Hey, at least meet him.

With my luck, he's related to aliens.

I promised Myra! Forget it, Schanke!

Excuse me, I'm looking for Detective Schanke.

I'm he.

Hi. I'm Lionel.

[♪]

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