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Watch your step there.

Good night.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[♪]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[SCREAMING]

[ALARM RINGING]

[GASPING]

[FIVE SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

[♪]

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.

[GROWLS]

VETTER: Looks like it's stolen.

Punched in the ignition.

Probably popped the lock.

I'll check with Vehicle Theft when we get back to the shop.

[PHONE RINGING] [SIGHS]

Vetter.

Dad, I'm working.

What?

You can't.

Dad, I've got to-- I've got to go.

Uh-oh. Trouble at home.

Ah, her name was Helen Neary.

Greer is looking up next of kin.

Uh, she die on impact?

Actually, I doubt it. She was shot.

Shot?

Five bullets into the torso.

Small caliber. Maybe a .32?

No exit wounds, so we should be able to match the recoveries,

assuming that you can find a weapon.

Did they take anything? No, they don't think so.

Credit cards, cash. Nothing seems to be missing.

Looks a little bit like a hit.

How many hired killers do you know

soften up their victims

by ramming them with their cars first?

VETTER: What do you know about Corporate Crime division?

White collar, suits, expense accounts.

Good place to advance.

Would you go there

if you were offered a transfer?

That's what the phone call with your father was about?

Transfer?

You're interested?

I don't know.

[♪]

Is the son the only next of kin we've got?

No. There is a daughter, but, uh,

Records is having a problem tracking her down.

Here we are.

Ugh. I hate notifications.

Everyone does.

Matthew Neary?

MAN: Yeah. What?

Police officers. Could you open the door, please?

[CLATTERING]

Just because he's her son

doesn't mean he didn't pull the trigger.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

♪ The end of an endless night ♪

♪ We all love... ♪

VETTER: Damn!

[BOTH SIGH]

Well, while we're here,

why don't we have an informal look-see.

[PHONE RINGING]

Thought I turned that off.

Vetter.

Dad, I can't talk right now.

Because I'm on duty.

Just like the last time.

[SIGHS] No, I haven't made a decision yet.

Well, yeah, I know what you think, but I don't...

Dad, I am capable of running my own life.

[♪]

It is the monk Rasputin.

The czarina will do nothing without his consent.

How can this be?

It is through our son.

Alexei grows weaker every day.

Alexandra's convinced that the monk

is the only person who can help him.

He seems to control her every thought.

Her mind is...

clouded.

Rumor has spread to the people

that she has gone mad...

though I know it is Rasputin's influence, not madness.

How can I help? What can I do?

It is said that a friend gained at the gaming table

is the truest a man can find.

I have need of such a friend now, Nicholai.

Yefimovich has ambition.

It is her with him.

Ready to retire for the evening, my dear?

What are you doing here?

Ah, Nicholai.

Discussing past exploits at the gaming table no doubt.

We were not, actually.

Is that Yefimovich lurking in the shadows?

Nicholai, I want you to meet Rasputin,

the so-called monk

my wife believes will cure our son.

I can't believe this.

Nick, this letter is from Christie Black.

She's his sister.

Christie who?

Christie Black? The singer.

Any return address?

[♪]

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Yes?

I'm Detective Knight. This is Detective Vetter.

We'd like to speak to Christie Black, please.

How did you know she was here?

We found out through her brother.

Look, whatever it is, you can discuss it with me.

And you are?

Dr. Ben McGee.

I'm Ms. Black's therapist.

You live in?

Well, it's my home, actually.

It also serves as a clinic.

Christie's case requires constant supervision.

What's the matter with her?

Drugs, wasn't it?

Please.

I'm trying to rebuild her life at the moment.

May we please speak with her?

It's very important.

I'll just, uh...

[♪]

Christie, the police are here to see you.

Pull yourself together.

That's enough, Christie.

Pay attention now. You listen to the detectives.

Ms. Black, your mother is Helen Neary?

Yes.

There's been an accident.

Your mother's dead, Ms. Black.

Is there anything else?

Uh, yeah.

Ms. Black, is there any reason you can think of

that your, uh, brother might not want to speak to the police?

Can I get a glass of water, please?

Of course.

Don't be long.

[♪]

My mother...

How?

KNIGHT: It was a hit-and-run.

If I remember correctly,

this whole, uh, drug thing started shortly after

her boyfriend committed suicide.

Didn't he shoot himself at Pier Five?

Gary Wilton.

But she would have gone over the edge without that.

They both hit rock bottom together.

Heroin, cocaine, you name it.

Fortunately, she's made good progress.

She's beginning to come back to life.

I just hope a shock like this...

Any leads on the driver?

No.

Actually, it was murder.

She shouldn't be this long.

Christie? Christie?

She's gone. The door's open.

She can't have got far.

[♪]

We have to find her.

She's not equipped to deal with something like this.

That way. Go with him.

CHRISTIE: Center yourself.

Center yourself.

Center yourself.

Center yourself.

[HORN HONKING]

[HORN HONKING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SOBBING] What ha-- What happened?

Are you all right?

I don't know. I, uh--

I shouldn't have--

Christie. Christie, it's okay.

I shouldn't have done that. It's okay.

What was I thinking?

MCGEE: Christie? Just take it easy, all right?

MCGEE: Christie!

Is she okay?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I...

Please help me. I don't know what to do.

That's okay, Christie. Let's get you inside.

KNIGHT: We ran Matthew Neary through CPIC.

They got him on cocaine.

Think he was into heroin too.

Like sister, like brother.

Maybe mom was cutting back on his allowance,

and he decided to do something about it.

Who knows? You put out an APB?

KNIGHT: Yeah.

All right. Uh...

What was the sister's name again?

Christie Black.

The singer.

Unless she sings the anthems at hockey games,

I don't know her.

You sure about leaving her at McGee's house?

Well, it is a clinic.

She doesn't need to be locked up,

and her doctor's right there.

All right, it's your call.

Look, maybe you'd better start working up the reports.

Uh, Trace.

Now, Detective Vetter...

I got a phone call.

Don't tell me my father called.

He informed me you were transferring off my watch.

Working under Captain Forrest at Corporate Crime.

I don't know what to tell you. None of this was my idea.

Oh. Okay.

I know how that goes,

but I wish you would have told me it was in the wind.

I haven't agreed to take the transfer yet,

but apparently my father's telling everyone

it's a done deal.

I mean, career-wise it's--

A smart move.

Maybe. But the more my father pushes,

the more I don't want to do it.

Look. I know he's put you in a tough spot,

but I don't want anyone on my watch

who's here to prove a point.

You're here because you want to be,

or you move on, and that's it.

Okay?

Okay.

LAMBERT: Helen Neary might have lived

if she'd had good field care and a great surgeon.

But the five shots into her chest

sort of settled the issue.

.32 automatic.

Have you heard of a psychiatrist named McGee?

Ben McGee?

[CHUCKLES] Oh, yeah.

What's that, disapproval?

More like caution.

Some people call him a miracle worker.

He works on very high-profile cases. Rich ones.

If you've got enough money, you're not crazy,

merely eccentric.

Why do you ask?

I met him tonight. He's treating

Helen Neary's daughter,

Christie Black.

Uh, the singer? Nah, me neither.

And you think they're involved in the murder somehow?

Well, we're looking for Neary's son, Matthew.

[CHUCKLES] Oh. Charming.

Well, McGee is a whiz

at hypnotherapy and chemical conditioning.

It's a classic Behavioristic approach.

You're not a fan?

It's the old elevator controversy.

Say you have a patient who has a fear of closed spaces.

Can't ride in the elevator.

One school of thought says

treat the fear of closed spaces and its underlying causes

so that he can ride the elevator.

The other side, McGee's side,

says get him used to riding in the elevator,

get him used to closed spaces,

and the fear doesn't matter.

One way treats the disease, the other the symptom.

I'm a treat-the-disease kind of gal myself.

He does get results.

Oh, no question. Probably faster too.

I'm just uncomfortable

with leaving the original fear there,

waiting to come out in compulsive behaviors.

And he does tend to take over his patients' lives.

Absolutely exquisite.

It's for Anastasia.

I found it in a small shop in Covent Garden.

[CHUCKLES] You're so thoughtful, Nicholai.

We are grateful for your friendship.

I did not mean to sadden you with this gift.

Oh. Of course not.

But, of late, I am often stricken with melancholy.

Uh, I don't know the cause.

So many things.

The world is no longer the world I knew.

I fear for our survival.

Your Highness, if I may.

The monk.

Rasputin is my trusted confidant.

He is a holy man.

Do not speak ill of him.

My son has been sick for months.

Yefimovich is the only one who can help him.

This sickness...

Tell me...

is Alexei weak?

Pale?

Yes, terribly.

His bones ache?

He has fevers, bright lights hurt his eyes.

He's always thirsty?

Yes. Yes, how did you know?

I am familiar with this ailment.

This disease, is there a cure?

Yes.

But only up to a certain point.

Your Highness,

Rasputin's treatments cannot save your son.

Without me, he would already be dead.

If Alexei is to be cured, it must be done now.

And you would cure him?

If the czarina wishes.

Then we should ask her.

[ECHOING] No one can help him but me.

You are right to resist outsiders

who would try to steal your son.

[HEARTBEAT THUMPING]

Examine his motives, Your Highness.

He's using your son's weakness

to gain control over you.

He lies.

Can you not feel the hold he has on you?

RASPUTIN: His is an evil soul.

I am the salvation of Alexei.

I can help Alexei.

No.

No, Yefimovich is the only one.

Any who oppose him must die.

Ever your servant, Your Highness.

BEN: What were you thinking?

Did you think killing yourself would make it all better?

I asked you a question.

[WEEPING] She was my mother.

I loved her.

I needed her.

No.

The only person you need right now is you.

Accidents happen. Life goes on.

But you, your solution is to kill yourself?

You're saying you give up, that you're weak.

Is that what you're saying, Christie?

Yes.

That's not you, Christie.

You're not weak.

All you've been through.

All the work, the pain...

That's not something a weak person could go through, is it?

No.

You're getting better.

No one can take that away from you, can they?

No.

Because you're strong.

Say it.

Strong.

Again.

Strong.

Loud! Strong!

Strong enough to do what you have to do to survive.

Yes.

And more than that.

You know why I'm hard on you, don't you?

Because I can take it.

Right.

[SIGHS]

Now...

center yourself and let's get back to it.

[SIGHS]

[♪]

[SNIFFLES]

[INAUDIBLE SPEECH]

Your father call again?

He may as well have. He's talked to everyone else.

Why don't you just tell him

you need more time to think about the transfer?

Because he'll tell me how much time to take.

You can't reason with him?

How do you reason with someone who thinks they're always right?

Sooner or later, you just give up.

Let them have their way.

People need to feel in control of their lives.

If not, it's like a little piece of you goes crazy.

Maybe that's why I always

used to run to my dad for advice.

I couldn't make decisions

'cause he'd never let me learn how.

I'll do what I can,

but you must realize I can't jeopardize

Christie's recovery in any way.

We're not asking you to.

But our only next of kin are Matthew and Christie.

He won't talk to us. And she can't.

We're hoping that you can provide us

with some information to go on.

Well, there's not much to say about Helen.

Quite an unremarkable woman, really.

Christie had an ambivalent relationship with her.

What about the brother?

Matthew was a problem. He and Helen fought a lot.

There was his substance abuse.

Poor Christie was always caught in the middle.

Matthew won't talk to you?

No.

Um, you said Helen and Matthew fought.

Was there any physical violence?

He's a suspect?

But he couldn't...

I know Matthew, and he's not a killer.

And his own mother?

I can't believe that.

Perhaps there's a motive you're unaware of.

If it does turn out that Matthew killed Helen,

I have to do everything possible

to keep that from Christie.

Can I have your word that you'll help me do that?

We'll do what we can.

How is Christie?

Overall, I'm optimistic.

Of course, the news of her mother's death...

Well, you saw her reaction.

But I think I helped her work through some of the grief

in our session last night.

Um, doctor, about that.

Your methods--

I know what you're gonna say.

My treatment technique has troubled you.

Yes.

I've heard it many times.

All that I can say, detective...

is that it gets results.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Excuse me.

I'm expecting some deliveries.

Nick?

I think I'm gonna take the transfer.

[GUNSHOT]

MAN: I warned you.

Are you hit?

No, I'm okay.

It was Matthew.

Call it in.

Police.

That bastard's messing with my sister's head.

He screwing with her brain. Don't you get it?

You're under arrest.

[GRUNTING] Hey!

MATTHEW: I wasn't trying to shoot him.

Look, I'd had a couple of beers.

I wanted him to know I meant business.

What type of business?

I don't like the way he's treating my sister.

Oh, you mean the fact that he's practically saved her life?

Any rehab clinic can do that.

Hell, I'm proof of that.

I've been clean for two years now.

Except for tonight maybe.

So, what's the objection?

Christie isn't Christie anymore.

Well, judging by her past, maybe that's a good thing.

No. She isn't anyone anymore.

She's just blank.

Under his complete control.

Tell us about your mother.

When was the last time you spoke?

I don't know.

In the last year.

We heard the two of you didn't get along,

and there were fights.

What are you, analyzing me now?

Your mother is dead.

[♪]

Murdered.

What, you think it's me?

She's my mother, for God's sake.

I swear I didn't know.

Well, we went to your apartment last night

to notify you, and you ran.

Why?

[SCOFFS]

I was holding.

I thought you were clean.

Hey, clean's relative.

Just a little grass, that's all.

Does Christie know?

She was murdered?

Not yet.

Doctor McGee thought it was better not to tell her yet.

[SCOFFS]

Maybe the first time I ever agreed with him.

Well, what's your take?

Well, I don't know if I buy his reason for running.

Well, we're still a few pieces of evidence away from guilty.

We can hold him on the weapons charge.

Kind of a mess to pull together an act like that,

don't you think?

I think we should tell Christie her mother's been murdered.

McGee's not gonna like it, but she's the only person

we haven't talked to.

All right.

I'll get the crown attorney to hold her brother.

Oh, uh, one other thing...

while I got the two of you here.

Tracy, I just got word

that your father's pushed through your transfer.

You start in Corporate Crime first thing tomorrow night.

You knew, didn't you?

Well, I'd sort of accepted the inevitable.

I'm gonna be sorry to lose you.

But who knows, you might like it down there.

Now, look, shift's over. Go home.

Report to Corporate tomorrow. See how it goes, okay?

Thanks, captain.

Congratulations.

[♪]

LACROIX [ON TAPE]: I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking about the past.

And you're asking yourself:

how did I get here?

And when you think about it,

you realize that really you had no say in the matter at all.

Funny, isn't it?

You've just been bobbing along

on the eddies and currents of life like flotsam.

[CHUCKLES]

Subject to the whims of everyone

and everything but yourself.

Bumping through history.

What is it you want? Why have you summoned me?

It wasn't me.

Bumping through history again, Nicholas?

Care to see a revolution in the making?

What are you doing here?

Oh, I'm never very far from my acolytes...

or from history for that matter.

History, after all, is always where we are.

You brought him across?

[SCOFFS]

Delightful conceit, don't you think?

A holy man.

Unfortunately, he has turned out

to be rather more of a handful than I had first anticipated.

He's quite mad I'm afraid.

Not even a real monk. Hm.

He's rather headstrong.

Rather like you actually.

Although I trust

that it is not madness that makes you so.

You know why I resist you.

Oh, yes, you would have me believe

that all men should be free.

Unfortunately, history teaches us

that the human species

lends itself readily to enslavement.

It is a comfort to be told what to think,

how to live, against whom to wage war.

Freedom...

is the absence of individual thought.

We're all under one form of control or another.

The czar under the czarina.

The czarina under Rasputin.

Rasputin under me.

And you are under...?

He's begun to resist me.

He's forgotten the source of his power.

Here I was... ready to hand him

this peasant nation on a silver platter.

But, oh, no. It wasn't enough.

Ah, well.

Throw him in the river.

But that won't kill him.

Of course not.

But it will catalyze events.

Revolution, you see,

is all in the timing.

WOMAN: You're gonna get along with everyone here.

Nothing but the cream of the crop.

We have more economics and business administration degrees

in this one room than in most brokerage firms.

Really?

You should be very proud.

It's not everyone who gets into

our Forensic Accounting department.

Forensic Accounting?

Oh, yes.

You have to get your feet wet.

Y-- But captain, my last assignment was Homicide.

Oh, I know this is a big challenge,

but I'm sure you're up to it.

And here's your new home.

Welcome to Corporate Crime division, Detective Vetter.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Yes?

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

I'm working late tonight.

You can clean up here in the morning.

[SIGHS]

[♪]

What are you doing here?

[SIGHS]

Oh, for goodness sake.

Come in.

[♪]

Well, what can I tell you.

Five shots from a small caliber, probably a .32.

Sound familiar?

Victim's name was Rose Woolcott,

Christie Black's business manager.

Thanks. Aha!

I detect a pattern.

Time of death in the last 12 hours or so?

Definitely.

Oh, that let's Matthew Neary off the hook.

He was in Holding at the time.

So who does that leave you with?

That's the Lauren file.

He's an investment broker we suspect has been

bilking his clients of tens of thousands of dollars.

Okay.

We need you to follow the paper trails,

see where they start and end.

Sounds exciting.

Look...I know it's tedious,

but it's what we do around here.

My people keep their heads down,

do exactly what I tell them to, and get the job done.

That's fine.

And don't think I'm cutting you any slack

because your father sits on the police commission.

I would hope not.

Because around here we do things my way.

You've already pointed that out, ma'am.

Yeah, well, you homicide cops

have a reputation for being independent.

[SCOFFS]

Don't worry, ma'am.

I wouldn't dream of using my head in here.

I'm just gonna pretend this conversation didn't happen

and that we got off to a good start.

Okay, Vetter?

There's the Lauren file.

Have it completed by the end of business tomorrow.

Miss Black.

And how can I help you?

I wanna see my brother.

You're dropping the charges.

Yes, we are.

And yes you can see him.

Normally we wouldn't, but since you're his sister...

Just leave your purse behind, if you don't mind.

Officer...

Just accompany him.

Come with me, please.

[DOOR OPENS]

Christie. What are you doing here?

I came to see you.

On your own?

No McGee?

No.

Well, here. Sit.

They're letting me out.

I know. Yeah.

That's good. Yeah.

Look. About Mom.

Hey. Shh, shh.

Can we get some water, maybe?

Kleenex?

Yeah, sure thing.

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

You and me are gonna be okay.

What do you say after, we go get something to eat at my place.

I'd like to talk to you about McGee.

I really think...

he's not doing good things for you, Chris.

[SOFTLY] It's okay.

I don't care what you think.

You wanna hurt me.

[FIVE SILENCED GUNSHOTS]

REESE: How the hell something like this could happen

in a police station is beyond me.

She had us all fooled.

Well, that won't wash when this hits the fan upstairs.

And the fact that she walked right out--

Would you be surprised if I said five shots,

probably with a .32 caliber automatic and a silencer?

The mother, the manager, and now the brother.

What's going on inside her head?

[♪]

Tracy, you still working on the Lauren file?

Yeah.

Come up with anything?

Why don't we just cut the little game, captain.

You and I both know I'm not working on the Lauren file.

[SIGHS]

I would have thought you had the smarts

to take a look at the larger picture.

We're talking about your career.

This is not about the Lauren file or your homicide case.

This is about you doing what you are supposed to do.

You mean me doing what you say I'm supposed to do.

Same thing.

No, it's not. What I should be doing

is trying to track down a killer.

What are you doing?

I'm being insubordinate.

[COMPUTER BEEPS]

You are making a big mistake.

What are you gonna do?

Bust me back down to meter maid?

I could.

You wouldn't.

You're too busy trying to score brownie points with my father.

[♪]

It's good to see you. Thanks for the call.

No problem.

Any sign of him? Nope.

Now I've got the warrant. Come on.

According to the records I found,

Christie had no motive to kill anyone.

No one can get at the fortune unless Christie died.

And if she did?

Money simply stays in the corporation,

to be controlled by Matthew and Helen Neary,

Rose Woolcott...

and Dr. McGee.

Three down, one to go.

Yeah. But which one?

[♪]

[GRUNTS]

KNIGHT: Christie?

Dr. McGee?

First time we were here,

wasn't she watching a video

of Rose Woolcott? Yeah.

[NEW AGE MUSIC PLAYING]

There she is.

Doctor McGee said, uh,

he uses the old videotapes in his therapy.

Matthew Neary.

MCGEE [OVER HEADPHONES]: This is the person that you must shoot.

This is the person that you must shoot.

You're strong. You can do it.

It is just a dream. Not real.

Don't let anyone stop you.

Anything?

I'd like to get these tapes checked out.

[♪]

If I'm right, Dr. McGee's using these

and the drugs to program Christie.

To control her.

To make her kill.

She probably doesn't even know she's doing it.

You cannot kill me.

No one can.

What are you?

The man who will lead all the Russians.

[GRUNTS]

[GROWLS]

Leave now and I'll let you live.

We could destroy them all.

Listen to me, Grigori Yefimovich.

You would bring a monarchy to its knees.

Countless thousands of people may die in the upheaval.

You would be ruler of nothing but a wasteland,

filled with rotting flesh.

You do not belong here, De Brabant.

This is not your country.

It is mine.

[GRUNTING]

[RETCHING]

[GASPS]

You are like him.

It's a long story, Nicholas.

One that I'm afraid

I shan't be able to tell you.

Alexei should recover now.

I wish and your family well.

My old friend.

I thank you for what you have done.

But go now, please.

Do not return.

[NEW AGE MUSIC PLAYING]

Pier Five.

VETTER: That face looks familiar.

Isn't that Gary Wilton?

The boyfriend who committed suicide.

Nick, if McGee's programming forces Christie

to kill whoever is on

the videotapes he makes her watch...

She's gonna kill herself.

What the hell are you doing here?

We have a warrant, Dr. McGee,

but I'm thinking maybe we should add your name to it.

How does conspiracy to commit murder sound?

Don't even think about it. Where's Christie?

You know where she's gone and what she's going to do.

I don't have to say anything.

Cuff him.

Where are you going?

MCGEE: This is the person that you must shoot.

You are strong. You can do it.

It is just a dream. Not real.

Don't let anyone stop you.

Christie!

No. Go away.

I can't let you stop me.

Christie, you can stop.

I have to shoot her.

No, you don't.

I have to!

[GUNSHOT]

[ECHOING] Listen to me.

Listen only to me.

You can rest.

[HEART BEATING]

You can forget the pain for now.

C-- No.

You don't have to kill her, Christie.

It's not what you want.

It's what McGee wants.

Think, Christie.

He's been controlling you.

You know that.

You don't have to die.

I don't have to.

I don't have to.

[FAINTLY] I don't have to.

[♪]

No. Over who?

Well, well, well. Will you look who's here.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

So, um...

you had that conversation with your father?

No. That's still to come.

Well, I'd like to hear it when it does.

I'm sure you would.

How's that Christie Black thing going?

Uh, not good, but not hopeless.

She's got a lot to recover from.

But she does remember what McGee did to her,

and she's willing to testify.

Ugh. McGee's got the best lawyers.

No, the tapes are gonna hang him.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

Sounds like his ring to me.

Vetter.

Dad, how are you?

Yeah. You're right.

Yeah.

We do have to talk.

Okay.

Hey, how about 2?

Well, that's-- No, that's not good for me.

Well, Dad, you change yours.

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