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Tonight on "hunter."

-I saw the murders before they happened.

I have premonitions.

I think the killer's gonna strike again tonight.

-You think this guy's really got a pipeline to the future?

-I can't explain it, but I think he

knows what's going to happen.

-Hold it!

-You weren't gonna get the money for your dime bag

so you killed her.

-That's not the way it went at all!

Did she scream?

-I didn't see.

-I didn't see her!

-Hello?

Oh, hi.

How are you?

Oh, sure.

I'll take the flight to St. Louis.

No problem.

What's my turn around?

Sounds great.

Oh, yeah.

The new house is great.

You know I haven't even had a chance to unpack yet?

No, I'm gonna have a party in a couple of weeks.

A house-warming.

I'll send you an invite.

Ok.

Buh bye.

-She took a nasty blow to the backside of the head.

Figure she died around 9 or 10 o'clock last night.

-How soon could I get an autopsy report on her, Barney?

-Well, pretty well backed up.

Uh, probably a day or two.

-Ok. Yeah. Thanks.

Appreciate it.

-Miss Benson moved in here only last week.

I met her for the first time yesterday.

She invited me for breakfast.

-What time did you come here in the morning?

9:00 am sharp.

I rang the bell, but she didn't answer.

I got worried and came around back.

And that's when I found her.

Yeah.

-Well, did you hear anything unusual last night

or this morning?

-No, nothing at all.

It's a terrible shame.

She seemed like such a nice neighbor.

-Mrs. Shaw, thank you very much.

Uh, we'll be in touch.

-Any time, sergeant.

-What did you get?

-Not much.

Victim just moved in.

She was an airline pilot.

-Boy.

Well, we don't have much to go on.

Our work's cut out for us.

Sir, excuse me, you're gonna have

to stand behind the yellow line.

Are you all right?

-Yeah, I, I'm fine.

I'm, I'm sorry.

Violence always upsets me.

-Sandy was a real inspiration.

She was the youngest woman in our company's history

to make it to the captain's chair.

She was a role model for me.

-She sounds like she was a very special person.

-She was.

I don't understand why someone would kill her.

-Was she having difficulties with anybody

that she knew in her life?

-I was one of her best friends.

She never said anything to me.

-What about a boyfriend?

-She wasn't dating anyone special.

-What about problems with coworkers?

Anybody there?

-No.

She seemed to make friends with everyone.

I just can't believe that anyone who

knew Sandy would ever kill her.

It had to be a stranger.

-If you think of anything, anything at all,

please call me at that number, will you?

Thanks.

-It's not fair, sergeant.

Sandy worked for years to make captain

and buy a place of her own.

Someone took it all away from her in just a few seconds.

She deserved better than that.

-You see, just what I thought.

Barney ruled out rape.

-Well, it wasn't robbery.

Maybe it was random.

-Well, no, I don't think so.

Whoever killed her knew when she'd be home.

I think he was there waiting for her.

-Sergeant hunter?

-Yes.

-Sergeant McCall?

My name is John skouros.

-Oh, yeah.

You were the gentleman at, uh, miss Spencer's house,

weren't you?

-The lady who was killed in the pool.

She wasn't the first.

-What do you mean she wasn't the first?

-Another woman was killed two weeks ago.

Another one a month before that.

-Well, do you know who these women are?

You know their names?

-Yes, I, I have the newspaper stories right here.

Jane Murphy and Susan Louis.

You can check it out for yourselves.

And, uh, I, I saw it.

-You witnessed the actual killings?

-Not exactly.

I have, I have premonitions.

I saw the murders before they happened.

-So you're saying that one person killed all these women.

-I, I think that's the case, yes.

-Do you know what this person looks like?

-All I get are disjointed images.

The victim's face, sometimes an address,

numbers, sometimes a name.

Maybe a sense of where it'll happen,

or some detail of the killing.

With miss Spencer, it was water.

-I see.

Well, ok.

Thank you.

We'll look into it.

-I think the killer is going to strike again tonight.

-What makes you think this guy isn't absolutely bonkers?

I mean, I had an uncle once thought he was Abraham Lincoln.

-Well, look, I know it is a long shot,

but this guy could be onto something.

He seems sincere enough.

-What was it that he said about another murder?

-Oh, he says that the victim will be female,

a strawberry blonde, she's running.

There's broken glass on the ground.

There's a silver car.

And there's a computer screen, and something

about a readout of numbers.

Come on.

How are you gonna check out something like that?

-Well look, you can't obviously until another murder goes down,

but look, police departments use psychics all the time.

-Yeah, maybe in the suburbs of Nepal.

And then if they have a track record.

This guy walked in off the streets.

We don't know him from a madman.

Look, unless Mr. Skouros comes up with some specific facts,

I think the smart thing to do is cut him loose.

-Mr. Skouros, we're gonna run the names of the two girls

you told us about and, uh, we'll keep an eye on things for you.

-He doesn't believe me, does he?

-Well, it's not that.

-It's ok.

I'm used to it.

I just hope i'm wrong about tonight.

-Jane Murphy was killed six weeks ago.

She was on a building site at night.

Some one cut her throat.

-Oh, what about Susan Louis?

-Two weeks ago miss Louis was doing electrical work

after hours at an industrial plant.

She was attacked and strangled.

No indication of sexual assault though.

-Let me see the Spencer file.

-Here.

There you go.

-Ok.

Let's see what we got.

Now we know Jane Murphy's a structural engineer.

Susan Louis was a skilled electrician.

And Sandra Spencer here was an airline pilot.

-Nothing in common there, is there?

-Well, except for one thing.

All the victims were the same age, or thereabouts,

and they were all quite successful at doing jobs

you normally associate men doing.

-Oh, no.

-Somebody broke into it?

-Yeah, looks that way.

Better call the police.

-I'll do it when I get home.

-Ah, you better not touch anything.

You might destroy the fingerprints

of the person who ripped you off.

-I guess you're right.

-There's a payphone on the other side of the tennis courts.

Come on, I'll show you.

-Yeah, sure.

-What'd they take?

-Oh, the radio and my purse.

The worst part was that model.

-Oh, yeah I noticed it.

What's that about?

-Well, it's my project.

I'm an architect.

That was four weeks work.

-Lilly dennison, 32 years old.

Beaten around the face and chest.

Figure she died about 8:30 last night.

Might tell you more after the autopsy.

-She's an architect.

Had her own firm.

-Yeah, she did.

Thanks, Barney.

-Thanks a lot, Barney.

All right.

See you later.

-All right, hunter.

So she was a strawberry blonde, the back window of the car

was smashed.

There's your broken glass.

And the car was a silver color just like Mr. Skouros said.

-Yes, because he envisioned it.

-No, it's because he did it.

Pick him up.

-Why me?

-Look, Mr. Skouros, you are now a prime suspect

in four homicides.

-He's killed again.

It's horrible.

-I'd call it one hell of a coincidence.

-Now look, Mr. Skouros, where were you

last night between 5:30 and 7:30.

-I didn't kill her.

-Yeah, ok.

You didn't kill her, but where were you last night?

-Last night I was at my doctor's for my regular treatment.

I have, I have recurrent migraines.

Dr. Bower's trying to cure them.

Maybe he can cure this thing inside of my head

while he's at it.

-Mr. Skouros, have you ever been treated

for any psychiatric problems?

-You think I'm some kind of psychotic killer, don't you?

-Mr. Skouros, we've been sent over here

to arrest you for murder.

-I knew I shouldn't have gotten involved.

-But you are involved.

And we're gonna go by your doctor's office and talk to him

and see how much you're involved in this.

Look, if you have anything you wanna tell us

about these murders, you better speak up

and you better speak up right now.

-There is nothing else.

Nothing at all.

-Ok.

If skouros' doctor confirms the alibi,

I guess I got no problem letting him off the hot seat.

-As you can see the doctor did in fact

confirm the migraine headaches as well as the alibi

for the nights of the killings.

-Well, I still don't see any connection

between this and the other killings.

It's just coincidence.

Now, how long did the doctor say he's

been having these episodes?

-Well, ever since he fell off a ladder as a kid.

-Oh, he fell off a ladder.

-Yeah, since then he's been having reoccurring

migraines and these psychic episodes.

-Hey, that thumbprint under the dash paid off.

It belonged to a Sam boyce, a small timer, doper, specialized

in b&E, auto theft, and possession.

-Well, looked like he graduated to murder.

Pick him up.

-Hold it!

-Don't harm me. You can't shoot me!

-Drop the tree.

You're under arrest.

-No way!

You want me, you gotta take me!

-I'm telling you, drop the tree.

-I'm not going into the slam cold Turkey.

-Look, you got a deadly weapon in your hand,

don't do anything stupid with that or I shoot you.

There you go.

Keep an eye on him.

Turn around.

Be very easy.

Come on.

Spread them out.

Put your right hand behind your head.

Come on!

-You all right?

-Oh, yes.

We're just fine, aren't we?

-So what's the story?

-Well, he cops to breaking into the car

and taking the radio and the purse,

but he denies killing dennison.

-You're buying that?

-Well, that's what the guy's selling?

We've been pushing him pretty hard.

-Hmm.

Well, maybe you just weren't pushing hard enough.

-I love it when he does the thing with his eye brows.

-Yeah, this will be good.

-Crap!

Garbage!

You expect me to swallow that slop?

-Who the hell are you?

-Sit down!

Sit down!

All right.

So she caught you breaking into her car.

And you panicked, right?

-What are you talking about?

-You were all strung out, just like you are now.

Your hands shaking like a leaf.

Did she scream?

Is that it?

-I didn't even see.

-I didn't even see her!

It really gets to you junkies when the scream,

doesn't it?

Maybe she was pulling on her clothes.

Yeah, that's it.

There she was standing between you and your next fix

screaming in your face, pulling on your coat.

You weren't gonna get that stereo.

You weren't gonna get the money for your next dime bag

so you killed her.

-That's not the way it went at all!

-You tell me how it went then.

You just tell me why.

Why did you kill her over a stereo!

I know you did it.

Just tell me why!

You're not going anywhere till you tell me,

you slimy punctured little inner tube.

You tell me how did you kill her.

How?

Do you think this is gonna away?

How long's it been since your last fix?

Huh?

Boys, I got an army of cops standing out there waiting

to come in one at a time and work you over.

We're gonna keep you in this room

until you shake yourself to pieces.

You think about that.

-It happened just like you said.

She... she started screaming and I... and pulling at my clothes.

And I put my hands around her neck and... I strangled her.

And I just... and I just...

-You're right.

He didn't do it.

Call the swami.

-Still waiting for yours, Stanley.

-Well, i'm, uh, almost done.

Something of a chronic condition with you, isn't it?

-Excuse me?

-Almost done.

But I'm sure you're pedaling as fast as you can.

-Yes.

-Good.

-Sergeant hunter?

Then sergeant McCall.

Tell her it's urgent.

No, I need, to, to tell them to call John skouros as soon

as, skouros, s-k-o-u-r-o-s. Yeah, yes, they have it.

Tell them it's very important, will you, please?

Thank you.

-Could you pull all these and...

-Arlene fleischer?

-Yes?

-I... you don't know me, but you're in danger.

Someone wants to kill you.

-I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

-Security, Arlene fleischer's officer, 12th floor.

-Please, d-don't be afraid.

I know how this looks, but someone wants to hurt you.

-Please leave.

I will, I will.

But listen to me.

There is man.

I... I can't see his face.

But I'm starting to feel him, i'm

starting to think his thoughts.

And, and he has already killed woman like you

because, because he hates you.

You are everything that he is not.

He feels like you have stolen his identity.

You, you gotta listen to me.

Please, it's, he's got your name on a list.

He knows everything about you.

Please, listen to me!

He's gonna kill you!

-Can I get you something, John?

-Spoke with Arlene fleischer.

She's not going to press any charges.

John, you're a lucky man.

You get to go home.

-Guess I made a fool of myself, didn't I?

-Well, look, I wouldn't say that.

You did what you thought was right.

-That woman's life is in danger.

You watch out for her.

-Boy, I feel sorry for that guy.

He's got quite a burden to carry.

-So he's making a believer out of you, huh?

-Well, I didn't say that.

-Well, you are starting to come around a little bit,

aren't you?

-Well, maybe a little bit.

-Well, I just saw yophet the prophet leave.

So how are we doing on this thing?

-He still thinks that miss fleischer is next.

-Well, I'm not convinced that that's true.

-Look, I think this kid can help us.

I can't explain it, but I think he

knows what's going to happen.

I also think we oughtta give Arlene

fleischer some police protection.

-What about you, McCall?

I mean, do you think this guy's really

got a pipeline to the future?

-Well, yeah.

I'm beginning to.

-All right.

All right.

You two do whatever you think is right, but get some results.

-Right on.

Let's get some results.

Sergeant McCall is here.

-Bring her in.

This department has its marching orders.

Let's start brainstorming marketing strategies

and meet at the same time tomorrow.

-Miss fleischer, thank you for agreeing

to see me on such short notice.

-Thank you for coming over.

I thought we'd better meet face to face.

What's this about?

-I'm afraid that your life may be in danger.

I think it's very important that you

have some police protection.

-I thought that man who barged in here

was supposed to be harmless.

-Well, no.

It's not him we're worried about.

-You mean you actually believe that crazy story of his?

-Just to be on the safe side I think it's a real good idea

that we have a couple of officers

assigned to you for a few days.

-I don't need police protection.

I know how to take care of myself.

-Miss fleischer, we think that this man

has already murdered four other women.

I can bet you that they all thought

they could take care of themselves, too.

-Ok, sergeant, maybe you're right.

As long as they don't interfere with my doing business.

-They'll be as unobtrusive as possible.

-Sergeant McCall.

-Yeah?

Christine frank, this is miss Arlene fleischer.

These are the two officers that will be with you today.

-Hi.

Nice to meet you.

Hello.

-I assure you you're in very good hands.

She has a meeting about three blocks up,

then she has a luncheon meeting over

at the, uh, Beverly Hilton.

It shouldn't take more than about an hour and a half.

Sorry I wasn't much help at the other murder sites.

Sometimes it works, sometime it

-John, don't worry about it.

You're not been judged here.

Your willingness to do this alone is good enough for me.

Ok.

They found Sandra Spencer's body in that corner

floating face up.

-You don't have to tell me, sergeant.

I think I know.

I'm starting to get something.

He waited for her and he watched her swim.

He, he liked the way that he body moved through the water.

He's patient.

He's very patient, very methodical.

Here.

He stood and her waited, and he watched her here.

Number, I, more numbers.

-Do you think those numbers might

be an address of some sort?

-Could... could be.

A tree.

-A tree?

-Tree.

Yeah.

-Hey, John, you all right?

-No, I... I don't think so.

It's... it's... it's not that good for me to be here.

Can we, can we leave?

-Yeah.

Come on.

Here, try that.

-Mm.

-Better?

-Thank you.

Much better now, thanks.

I, I'm sorry I had to cut it short at the house.

The impression I got there was very strong.

-How's it going?

-Oh, I don't know.

Uh, look, John, you said something at Sandra's house

about a tree.

-Yeah.

Uh, I didn't mention it before because it

didn't make any sense to me at all.

I saw it first yesterday when, when

I met you in front of Sandra's house.

Today the image stayed longer.

-All right, tell us a little bit about that.

-Well, it's0=... it's a country scene.

The tree on a hill against a beautiful sky, kind of pretty.

-Do you think that's where the killer lives?

-I'm not sure.

I... I wish I could be more help.

-Look, John, you're doing fine.

All we need is a place to start no matter how vague or small.

Now can you tell us anything else about the killer?

-Well, I have a, a sense of him.

He's not a, not a very attractive man.

He's kind of thin, not very strong at all.

He's, he's shy.

He's very shy.

He carries around a lot of pain.

And, and anger.

Guess he's a lot like me.

-There you are.

I didn't relish the idea of having to track you down.

-What's the matter?

-I just went over these i52's.

You deleted all the slug lines, Stanley.

What are you thinking?

Even a trainee doesn't make that kind of mistake?

-Maybe it was a computer glitch.

-Don't blame the computer.

The only glitch is to you.

-Miss Farrell, if you aren't satisfied...

-Spare me the song and dance, Stanley.

Here's the drill.

I'm going home now because I don't

feel like babysitting you.

I expect you to go over every single one of these i52's.

And redo it.

And I don't care if you takes you all night.

I will check your work in the morning.

Are we clear on this, Stanley?

-Very.

-Mr. Skouros.

-Sergeant McCall, I need to talk to you.

-Is something wrong?

-Can I ask you a question?

-Sure.

Why don't you come to my desk?

So what's going on?

-Sergeant McCall, the place you live, it's a house?

-Yeah.

It's a house.

-Wood paneling, big fireplace, antique clock on the wall?

-Yeah, that's right.

-I had a dream last night.

I dreamed he came after you.

-I take this very seriously.

-Oh, come off it, hunter.

Come on tell me, would you accept protection

on the say so of this space cadet?

-Yeah, I would, but let's not forget

I don't fit the mo the way McCall does.

After all, she is a woman doing a man's job.

And like it or not, that's this guy's mo.

-Ok.

McCall, help us out.

Should I put a car in front of your house or not?

-No.

No, this is not necessary.

I mean, look, ok, I happen to be in skouros' dream.

That doesn't make me the guy's next victim.

I mean, I'd like to believe this guy.

He's a nice fella and all, but this is all just, no.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Ok, so now we have to prove that all four of these women

were murdered by the same guy.

At least according to skouros.

Look, there's only so many possibilities.

Let's make a big list, go through it,

if nothing pans out let's just forget about the skouros lead,

ok?

-Sounds good to me.

-Hunter, McCall, guy called from a finance company about

a car belonging to one of your db's.

-Oh, yeah.

Louie dennison.

-They're pretty eager to get it back.

He said it was brand new.

-Yeah, thanks.

McCall, Louie dennison, a new car.

Sandra Spencer, a new house.

What about the others?

-Wait a minute.

The electrician purchased a new Van.

-Arlene fleischer just bought a new boat.

Where'd they get the money?

-Do you know where Stanley is?

-He left just after lunch.

-Is that so?

-Said he was beat.

Been up all night, I think.

Yes, I know.

Well, he's gonna get a nice long vacation from this job.

I can guarantee it.

-And thank you very much for your help.

Yes, buh bye.

Well, arlen's gone home, but Sandra Spencer's loan

officer says that for a home loan

they always use express rating.

It's established.

-Well, listen to this.

Louis, Murphy, and dennison were all credit rated for loans

by the same outfitter, a place called icrb.

I'll call you.

-Great.

I'll be here in case express rating phones.

-Captain, tell hunter if he calls I have not

heard from express ratings so I'm out of here.

-Ok, McCall, listen, uh, you sure

that I can't station a black and white outside your house?

-Charlie.

-Ok.

Ok.

-We very often have work farmed to us by the bigger companies.

Express ratings is one of them.

Let's see.

Murphy, yes.

-Uh huh.

-Louis, yes.

Dennison, mm-hm.

Spencer, yes.

And Arlene fleischer.

We've done all five of these names.

-Now who would have privy to these names?

-Uh, just a moment.

Well.

-What's that?

Stanley Blake, it's Stanley Blake.

He handled the printouts on all five names.

And I fired him three hours ago.

-Is that right?

Now, look, Mrs. Farrell, I would like

to be able to see Stanley's computer.

-I'll take you there.

-Yeah.

Thanks very much.

He just wasn't pulling his weight.

-I see.

-This was Stanley's station.

-Ok.

Now is there any way of telling what he worked on last?

-Sure.

There's a, a resume button.

There you are, sergeant hunter.

-Mrs. Farrell, can I use your phone?

-Yeah, hunter, what is it?

-Charlie, where's McCall?

She went home.

-I know who our guy is and he's got her address.

Get some backup over there.

I'm on my way.

You got it.

-You all right?

-Yeah.

-He's dead.

Get an ra unit.

You ok?

-Thank you.

-No, thank you.

You saved my life.

-Come and get them while they're hot.

-Hey, looks good.

-Look at you.

You're doing so much better.

There's only half of them that are burned to a crisp now.

-Look, why don't you do the guy a favor

and fix him a good meal.

He did save you life.

-I wanted to.

-Hey she did, but, uh, that's just what I wanted,

an old-fashioned barbecue.

-You know, I don't understand one thing.

If you had this vision of other people's thoughts,

why don't you just go over to Las Vegas

and make yourself a couple million bucks?

-Well, I wish it worked like that, but it doesn't.

-Well, it's too bad we can't make your gift work for you,

know what I mean?

-Gift?

Let me tell you something.

If this gift were gone tomorrow, i'd

be the happiest man in the world.

-Well, I personally am very glad that you have it.

Basically it saved my life.

-Well, for once, I'm glad.

But, uh, I get sick of other people's thoughts

popping into my head, you know?

-Hey, you spent a lot of time around us.

Do you ever pick up on, uh, our thoughts?

Do you pick up on what's in our heads?

-Yeah, on occasion certain, certain images.

-Yeah, well, what sort of images?

-Yeah, what, what's been in his head?

-Well, a couple of times there's a woman, a red head, long hair.

She's wearing a little black dress.

-Yeah, look, let's just forget about her.

-It's vickie.

-Yeah.

It's vickie in vice.

-And she does wear those little black...

-Yeah, she sure does now. Yeah.

Forget about her.

What about McCall?

What's she thinking about right now?

-Tom Cruise.

Sergeant McCall, you...