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♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)

Say one word,

it's your last.

Is that a knife
in my back, Eric,

or are you just
happy to see me?

(laughs)

I told you it was too much
cologne before we left
the hotel.

We're in New Orleans

during one of the spookiest
weeks of the year.

What do you say
we do something deviant?

Like the sound
of "deviant."

(laughing)

Here?
Yeah.

(laughs)

Whoa.

WOMAN: Do you think
she's passed out?

Hey...

lady...

you, uh...

you all right?
(mutters)

(panting):
Help me.

Devil...

did th-this... (weak whimper)

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang ♪

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom ♪

♪ How, how, how, how ♪

♪ Hey, hey ♪

♪ You gotta come on. ♪

Morning, Brody.
Morning.

Got you some witch's brew
for Hallow's Eve.

Thank you.
(chuckles)

Pumpkin spice latté.
Whoo, I love

this time of year.
Hm.

Wait'll you see

what I got in here.

What? Bacon?

You got a giant omelet
to go with that?

(chuckles)
The bacon's not to eat,

it's my costume.

The Baconator.

Half bacon...

half Terminator.

(like Schwarzenegger):
I'll be back fat.

(laughs): That is...
the dumbest costume

I have ever seen
in my life.

I'll take that as a compliment.

Got to understand
something.

In New Orleans,
we don't celebrate Halloween,

we celebrate Halloweek.

We got the Boo at the Zoo,
Bloody Mary's Haunted Tours,

and I'm headed to Voodoo
Fest tomorrow night.

It's a way of life down here.

(phone rings)

Lasalle here.

(indistinct voice over phone)

Yeah, I'm on it.

Got a dead Navy judge
in a cemetery.

Isn't that normal?

Not outside the tomb.

PRIDE:
Morning, Loretta.

WADE: Gives a whole new meaning
to "graveyard shift," right?

(chuckles):
'Tis the season to be spooky.

What do we have?

We have Naval Staff Judge
Advocate Melanie Herman.

(camera shutter clicking)

Melanie?

You knew her?

Yeah, we brought a...

host of...

cases through her courtroom
over the years.

Good as it gets
with a gavel.

Last time I saw her,
she was a blonde.

WADE: The color's recent--
there's still some dye

on the back of her neck.

Time of death?

Few minutes
before 3:00 a.m.

It's confirmed
by the couple over there.

There's no dependent lividity
in the extremities,

which suggests
significant blood loss.

She bled out?

LASALLE:
No blood

found on or
around the body.

Killer must have cleaned her,
then dumped her.

Are you ready
for the kicker?

Two small puncture wounds
near her jugular vein.

So we got a dead woman
in a Victorian dress...

significant blood loss,
with two...

...bite marks
on the side of her neck?

Happy Halloween, Dwayne.

Judge Melody Herman.

Got her start in the Navy in the
Judge Advocate General Corps

before being bumped off the
bench about 15 years ago.

Married and divorced.

One son-- junior at TCU.

Catwoman and Skeletor said
they came across the body,

thought she was passed out.

Last words were:

"Devil did this."

So the first thing
we need to do is to rule out

the random mugging,
burglary and assault.

Start digging
into her judicial history,

see if there's
someone she convicted

with issues.
And the vampire angle?

If Judge Herman had
someone in her courtroom

whose reflection doesn't
show up in a mirror,

they're suspect
number one.

Short of that,
let's assume this monster

is from the human race.

LINDA:
Hey.

Linda.

Came by to drop off
Halloween decorations

from the attic.

Chris.

How you doing, Linda?

And you must be Agent Brody.

Mary. Nice to meet you,
Mrs. Pride.

Mrs. Pride is
my mother-in-law, who...

for the record,
I am very fond of.

Call me Linda.

So, we'll head over
to Judge Herman's office,

talk to her Legalman.

Take a look at all her cases.

Please.

You could've just

brought these over...
tomorrow, you know,

on-on Halloween.

I'm not coming
tomorrow.

It's tradition.

We're not exactly in tradition
mode right now, are we?

No, I... I know that,

but I... I just thought

a... bunch of kids
dressed as ghosts

and a nice chocolate high
might lead to something fun.

I'm sure it would.

But that's exactly why
it's a bad idea.

And... why I made

other plans.
Other plans?

I don't want to make it worse
by falling into old habits.

(beeping)

Hang on just...

(sighs)

Let me guess.

You have to go.

Sorry.

Enjoy your chocolate high.

(sighs)

MAN:
You work with someone...

see them every day,
for ten years...

(voice breaking):
and then they're just gone.

Any idea who did it?

That's why we're here.

Has she received
any threats lately?

Well, course
there were threats.

Judge Herman put people behind
bars for a living, but...

there was nothing either
of us considered serious.

That said, I can put
together a list of all
of her cases for you.

Know where she went
after work last night?

Let me look at her schedule.

I RSVP'd for her to attend
a private retirement party

at Galatoire's
for Councilman Reilly.

Could be the last-known
whereabouts before her murder.

Do you know if she
actually attended the party?
I don't.

But I'll give you the name
of the event's host.

How much do you know
about Dracula?

The Dracula,

or someone from the Garden
District named Bruce Dracula?

(laughs) Bruce Dracula
would be super cool.

No. I'm talking about
Count Vladislaus Dracula.

I'm a bit of a horror nut.

(sighs)
Big shocker, I know.

And I'm not talking about
that Twihard trash, either.

I'm talking
about the classics, okay?

Stephen King,
New Orleans' own Anne Rice.

Before that, H.P. Lovecraft.
Algernon Blackwood.

Back to the judge, please.

Right. Sorry.
So Loretta is still in autopsy,

but think about it--
two puncture wounds on the neck,

handmade Victorian dress,

hair dyed red-- this...
look at this.

This is what Judge
Herman looked like

when she was discovered.

And this...

is an artistic
rendering

of Lucy Westenra,

Dracula's first victim

from Bram Stoker's novel.

Similar.
It's a dead ringer.

That is not
the best choice of words.

Okay, so Judge Herman did
a good job with her costume.

I don't think she
had anything to do
with her costume.

Step into my parlor,

said the spider to the fly.

The bite mark on the judge's
neck are superficial,

less than two
millimeters deep.

Which means it's not able
to reach the jugular vein,

so that is not the source
of the blood loss.

I also swabbed
for foreign organic matter.

Came up with nothing.

So... not bites.

My guess is the
tip of a knife.

Just for show?

WADE:
That's correct. Now...

the real source
of the blood loss--

an incision on the
side of the judge...

...near her lower back...

...right here.

And this cut is not something
done in a hospital.

There is no evidence

of any surgical expertise.

It's all very crude.

Also, chloroform found
in her bloodstream,

which means she was most
likely unconscious.

(scoffs)

Thank God.

But still...

Hold that question, Dwayne.

After the incision,
the site was sewn up,

using this
silk-braided thread

as a makeshift suture,
and this thread...

Is identical to the hem on the
dress that she was found in.

Right.

PRIDE:
Wait, the killer

drugged her, cut her open,

takes a thread
from this dress,

and sews up her wound,
then redresses her

to look like Lucy Westenra
from Dracula?

'S cool.

In a sick, plotty kind of way.

Now can I ask that question?

Yes, Dwayne, now's the time.

What's the incision for?

Killer stole her kidney.

Her what?

WADE:
Kidney.

Removed her kidney.

All right...

Horror Guy...

anything about Dracula
being a kidney thief?

Nope. Total loss.

That makes two of us.

What are we looking at here,
organ harvesting?

Seems more personal
than that.

No need to do the costume bit

if what you're looking for is a
quick buck on the black market.

Herman's Legalman
tell you anything?
Just a stack

of case files--
which I'm gonna go through,

see if anyone's capable
of this kind of butchery.

Dern also gave us
the judge's possible
last known whereabouts--

party at Galatoire's.

Get the guest list,
talk to staff?

Tried to,
but the owner

is stonewalling us.

Host didn't want
any information released.

We're getting a subpoena.

No time for a subpoena.

Go straight to the host.
Yeah, King?

The host...

(quiet chuckle)
he's not your biggest fan.

Councilman Hamilton.

Dwayne! (sighs)

Will you excuse me, please?
Sure, no problem.

So, to what do
I owe this honor?

You stonewalled my agents
from getting a guest list

that they requested.
Ah.

If this is about you
not receiving an
invite to my soiree,

I suggest next time you just
have your wife call, since...

she's the one who's
got all the charm.

Don't think charm is required
in a murder investigation.

Is this another one
of your wild theories?

I mean, are you suggesting again
that I... I've had a hand

in whatever happened
to your victim?

I'm suggesting

you protect yourself from
potential obstruction charges.

(soft chuckle)

Be a shame to...

have to cuff your ass in front
of all these registered voters.

I'll call Galatoire's, have them
offer up whatever you like.

Okay. Wise move.

As you like to say...
"Have a blessed day."

Whoa, whoa, what
do we have here?

Galatoire's sent
a little snack

along with the guest list
and security footage.

Oysters?
And you didn't save me any?

I did save you some ice.

(laughs)

Did you find anything
in Dern's files?

No organ thieves,
and no one

with any special
surgical expertise.

No one on dialysis
in need of a kidney.

Just 200 convicts
who hated Judge Herman.

Because they're
all innocent?
Yep.

And you?
Well, nothing obvious

from the guest list--
but check this out.

Cameras caught the judge

leaving the restaurant
around 9:15.

She leave alone?
Well, she left alone,

but it didn't stay like that
for long.

Tapped into
various French Quarter cameras

leading away from Galatoire's.

Followed her path,

and after looking at
several different angles,

I noticed the same man

trailing her:

Huh. I thought he said,
"I don't know if she attended."

Did he approach her,
try to grab her?
There's no way to tell.

Cameras cut out in
the next block and I lost him,

but he definitely knew
where she was.

Jake Dern.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Petty Officer Dern!

You're home
from work early.

LASALLE: We tried
calling your office

multiple times--
you can't return our calls?

Hate to think you've
been avoiding us.

Was there a...
a problem with the files?

The files were fine.

Your recent whereabouts,
not so much.

What's this?

That's you
following Judge Herman.

BRODY: There she is-- and look,
the judge is always

just ahead of you.
Really?

I had no idea.

For eight blocks?

I was just on my way home.

It's a crowded street.
You know more

than anyone
that won't hold up in court.

I didn't kill her.
LASALLE: Then why
didn't you tell us

everything you knew
when we were being friendly?

You had a thing for her.

She wasn't into
you, was she?

That made you angry.

Rage-ful.

Enough to make you
want to lash out.

Yes, I...

I... followed her.

Just wanted to see
if she was going

to meet someone
after the party.

But then she turned around.

Almost saw me, near the corner
of Royal and Dumaine.

I hid, and she
went... east.

Then I went to Patty's
and drank

for the rest of the night.

This is where Dern
lost Judge Herman.

If we believe his story.
I called over
at Patty's.

They said Dern was there,
just like he told us.

No cameras.

Halloween is everywhere,
isn't it?

(Lasalle chuckles)

Hey, come on, you
go green face,

put on Kevlar-- you're the
Wicked Witch of the Vest.

Over my dead body.
That's the spirit.

(chuckles)

It's probably not a coincidence
this is happening on Halloween.

A crime like this'll
get extra attention.

It just got mine.

This remind you
of anyone?

Judge Herman.

(hinges squeaking)

(door creaking open)

BRODY:
Blood.

Brody...

I'll call Wade.

I'll call Pride.

Sebastian ran your victim's
fingerprints against

military records.

He is Lieutenant Commander
Joel Abram, naval aviator.

Assigned to VR-44.

And from what I can tell,
uh, based on rigor mortis,

he's been dead
at least three days.

And...

he's definitely related
to your judge case.

How do you know?

Ask me.

Trick or treat.

Sorry?

Choose trick,

'cause it's a good one.

Trick?

Abrams has
a similar incision to the judge

on the side, and when
I investigated the wound,

I found...

human beings are born
with two kidneys.

This one had a third.

Clearly placed
inside the body postmortem.

I ran tissue tests

on the one that
shouldn't be there.

You want to guess who
the wayward kidney belongs to?

Judge Melanie Herman?

Told you it'd be a good trick.

BRODY: It's just twisted.
Killer plays dress-up

with one corpse, hides the
kidney with the other?

And as far as we know,
they don't seem to have...

run across each other
in the service,

or personally,
or anywhere.

But they did in
the courtroom.

Abram was a jury member on
a military court-martial

that Judge Herman
presided over.

What was the case?
Sexual assault.

Victim was a woman
named Denise Murdock.

Defendant was... Chief
Petty Officer John Neville--

sentenced to seven years
in the Charleston Naval Brig.

Neville always maintained
his innocence.

Appealed numerous times,
his lawyer claiming

evidence tampering
and witness coercion.
And...

he was released
three months ago.

So it wasn't "Devil did this."

It was "Neville did this."

If it was him...

he's already killed
the judge and a juror.

We can't be sure who's next,

but we got to be
especially concerned about...

The victim in the case--
Denise Murdock.

If she's still alive,

we got to find her
before Neville does.

My baby girl.

I called her cell,
it went straight to voice mail.

I went to her apartment.

Her cat was there,
all alone, no water.

When was the last time
you talked to her?
Two days ago.

This just can't be happening.

She's already been through

so much, Agent Pride.

I don't know what I'd do,
if this time...
We're going

to do everything we
can in our power to
find her, Ms. Murdock.

Thank you.
Yeah.

Will you give
me a moment?
Yeah.

Got John Neville's address--
outside of town, 20 minutes.

BOLO on Denise's
car got a hit.

But no Denise?

Drop Mrs. Murdock off

at the office,
then follow up

on the BOLO.
Brody, you're with me.

This here is
private property.

This is where I show you
the badge, Mr. Neville.

NCIS.

I got nothing to say
to you people.

You're on
parole, John.

You're gonna talk whether
you want to or not.

About what?

I'm on the straight and narrow.

Besides...

you're not my parole officer.

We can drag him down
here, if you want to.

Or you can just tell
me where you were
two nights ago.

None of your damn business.

A dead judge and a juror from
your trial make it our business.

You go to hell.
Now, hey, easy, easy, Pa.

No, no, no.
These sons of bitches...

they're here to frame me again.

I already had my wife leave.

I lost my retirement!

I'm innocent, you bastard.
Hey, take it easy, Pa.

Back off, half-wit!

I think you
should listen

to your son there, John.

Good advice.
I didn't kill no one.

Like... I didn't assault
that girl.

So unless you got evidence
that says I did,

get the hell off my property.

Now.

Charmer.

LASALLE: This is Denise
Murdock's vehicle, right?

Yeah. Looks like the car
was run off the road.

And there are signs
of a struggle.

Driver's-side window, smashed.

Looks like blood here.

What's this white stuff?

Don't know.

You wouldn't want
two tickets to Voodoo Fest,

would you, Officer Sullos?

Why?

Looks like it's gonna be

a long night.

Just got an e-mail
from a Dr. Wilkins,

former staff psychologist

at Charleston during the
time Neville was there.

He's already on a commuter
flight, be here in 30.

I'll go check in on Mrs.
Murdock, see how she's do...

You find the girl?

I found another box
of decorations,

and came by to
give them to you.

I... saw Mrs. Murdock.

She's scared to death.

She has reason to be.

Thanks for staying with her.

I know you got to go.

I'm not going anywhere.

Not until her daughter's found.

How many times over the years

have you sat with a
terrified family member,

kept them calm?

Another tradition.

BRODY:
Pride.

Loretta needs to see you.

Go. Learn things.

He got that from you?

Damn straight.

Loretta.

I got two dead bodies
and a missing girl.

Need something good.

Oh, it's good.

Says the horror fanatic.

So...

we have Lieutenant
Commander Abram.

Like the judge, we found
chloroform in the bloodstream,

but instead of
bite marks, we have...

burn marks.

Tissue suggests

an electronic charge
made directly on the skin.

Killer used a stun gun
to subdue Abram.

WADE:
I agree. But it doesn't explain

the burn marks
on the right side of the neck.

Why would anyone stun
a dead body?

Call on me.

Okay, so, if Judge Herman

was Lucy from Dracula,
Lieutenant Commander Abram

is Frankenstein's monster.

Really?

I read mostly nonfiction.

We have a dead body with an
organ placed inside of it.

That organ came from
another dead body

in a cemetery, which
is precisely where
Victor Frankenstein

got his spare parts
to make his monster,

and the burn marks from
the stun gun are...

The killer's
symbolic attempt to...

bring the body back to life?

Using electricity.

John Neville used to sit
in my office and rant

about how he'd
been wronged.
That sounds like a lot of fun.

Perks of the job.
(laughs)

Guy had a temper,
he's a dark soul.

Used to routinely get into it
with inmates and guards,

and then get sent to me,
and I'd have to listen

to his twisted fantasies.
He was into horror?

Oh, read it
all the time.

And not the subtle stuff--
pulp, underground novels.

I brought a list of
what we found when
he was released.

Thank you.
Yeah.

Lasalle, this is
Dr. Samuel Wilkins.

When Agent
Brody called,

said John Neville was back
on the radar, got here

as fast as I could.
Appreciate it.

Any update on what you found
in Denise's car?

Waiting on a match
of the blood spatter,

but analysis on
the white substance says gypsum.

Forgive the forensically
challenged, but gypsum?

It's what they use
to make plaster or drywall.

Okay.
Chainsaw Christmas.
Up to Snuff.

This is all pretty
grisly material.

Yeah. You won't find that in
Oprah's Book-of-the-Month club.

You're in Oprah's book club?
She's actually got
pretty decent taste.

Wait, there's
a horror anthology here--

three stories,
and the first two,

Dracula and Frankenstein,
match the M.O.

of our first two victims.
Well, what's the third?

Edgar Allen Poe's
"Cask of Amontillado."

Any chance Oprah recommended
that one to you?

No. But my English Lit
professor did.

Revenge tale-- the
villain, Montressor,

feels so wronged
by his enemy, Fortunato,

that he imprisons him
in chains in his cellar,

leaving him to starve,

and then he builds a wall

around him.
Drywall.

Means we got something

on John Neville.
Means Denise may still be alive.

♪ ♪

NCIS!

Huh?
Hands in the air, Jesse.

Where's your father?
I-I don't know.

Clear.

Clear.
BRODY: Stand up.

Turn around.

Put your hands
over your head.

Interlace your fingers
behind your neck.

(John grunting)

You're under arrest,
you sick bastard.

Come on, get up.

Where is she?
Where's Denise Murdock?

How the hell should I know!

Get him out of here.

And then find her.
Come on!

Tear this place apart.

LASALLE (calls):
Denise Murdock?

What's this?
Pa-Pa's stuff, for his
condition-- he needs that.

Get him out of here.

Please, anything bad happens,
he'll blame me, I know it.

He don't need to be here.
Please...

(clang in distance)

Got anything?

Nothing.

BRODY:
Pride.

What's up there?

Bloody knife you used to cut out
your victims' kidneys.

Stun gun you used to recreate
Frankenstein's monster.

Denise Murdock's driver's
license and credit cards,

all found in the crawlspace
above your bedroom.

Talk to us.

Maybe I got a raccoon.

They're known

to collect things.

Raccoons put your blood
in Denise's car?

Where is she, John?

Saving the girl may be the only
thing that spares your life.

My life is over.

So is hers.

LINDA:
So she's dead?

If you believe John Neville.

You don't.

Evidence lines up.

But...?

She's alive.

Somewhere.

Speak.

I fell in love with you
because of your hunches, Dwayne.

Hands.

Lasalle found blood
in Denise's car--

Neville's blood-- but Neville
doesn't have any cuts.

On his hands,
on his arms.

Anywhere.

LASALLE: You're sure the blood's
a match for John Neville?

100% sure. 110%.

Infinity percent, actually.

BRODY: So if it's a match,
he's telling the truth--

he's the killer.

Well, that percentage
is a lot lower.

In fact,
I don't think John Neville

was anywhere near that car.

Now... if he
cut himself

on the broken glass
two days ago,

that might have been enough time
for the skin to heal,

depending on the severity of
the wound-- but I kept looking

at those photos that you took
of the blood spatter.

Something wasn't
sitting right.

Something other than... me.

On account of this
rash that I have

On account of this
late fall heat...
BOTH: Sebastian.

By sharing, we grow closer.

Anyway...

I ran 40 different
simulations,

trying figure out
if the blood got there

from punching in
the window

or maybe some kind of
struggle with Denise,

even if they were
doing the tango,

and none of them matches
the pattern that you found.

All of these blood spots

are too perfect,
as if they were...

Planted. But how did someone
get access to Neville's blood?

Hemochromatosis.
I hope you're not talking
about your rash again.

It's a condition in which
there's an abnormal accumulation

of iron
in the parenchymal organs.

The only way to bring it
down to safe levels

is by regularly removing blood
from your body, and...

John Neville's got it.

His son Jesse panicked

when I found the
medical equipment.

(Brody sighs)

Wh-Why would I...

why would I put Pa's blood
in-in-in that lady's car?

Don't know.

But we found the medical
equipment at your house.

You had access on account
of his condition.

Have you-you got a aspirin?
I-I got a headache.

BRODY (over speaker):
Maybe it's your conscience
telling you to come clean.

JESSE: Look, I swear
I don't know nothing

about that girl.
You also swear
you didn't send

that anthology to your father?

You knew how much
he loved horror.

You wanted to make sure
it was in his possession?

Checked your father's
prison delivery manifest.

You sent the book.

You could have put
those items

in the attic
of the house.

Why-why would I do that?

He destroyed your family.

My head...

my head, it...
Jesse.

Please, please, I...

I-I'll do whatever you want.

I'll... I'll take
one of them lie tests, anything.

Wait.

He passed?

Every answer, rock solid.

Don't know how,
but he's telling the truth.

Or...

he thinks he is.

Jekyll and Hyde.

DPD-- Dissociative
Personality Disorder--

which often manifests
as a result

of abuse during
childhood development.

When that happens,
an alternate personality

develops to shield
the abused from harm.

Two personalities--
and the primary

you've been talking
to-- Dr. Jekyll--

is completely unaware of
what Mr. Hyde has done.

How he passed
the lie detector test.

So...

Denise Murdock...

if we have any hope
of finding her alive...

You've talked
to Jekyll.

Now you need to get
to Mr. Hyde.

Question is...

how do we do that?

JESSE (over speaker):
Can I go home now?

BRODY (over speaker):
Just a few more questions.

JESSE:
I don't know anything about...

those people or-or that girl.

BRODY:
I believe you.

Pa don't either.

I believe him, too.

City's like a sauna
out there, huh?

Hm?
So?

Well, just every time
I see you, you've got this...

(stammers)
long-sleeve shirt on.

Your father do this to you?

I want to go home.
And you can.

As soon as I can talk
to the person

who knows where
Denise Murdock is.

I told you, I don't...

I know what
you told me,

but there is a girl out there
dying... somewhere.

Look...

I'm your friend, okay?

You got to talk to me.

And if I don't?

You don't want to know.

You sure about this?

If a Hyde personality exists
and if he's protecting Jesse,

only way to bring him out
is to make the alternate believe

you're going to hurt
the primary.

PRIDE:
You lied to us.

No, I didn't.
Yes, you did.

No.
And I got a girl
dying out there.

And I swear to you...

you don't tell me
what I need to know,

what your father did
to your arms there,

child's play compared
to what I'm gonna do.
Stop.

Is that what you want?
Do you want me to hurt you
Please-please...

like your father did?
'Cause I'm willing
BRODY: Pride.

to do whatever it takes
to save that girl.

I don't know anything.
Yes, you do.

No, I don't.
Yes, you know!

Time's up, you half-wit.

You think about burning Jesse,
you're gonna wish you

got off as easy as
the judge and Abram!

(grunts)

(laughing quietly)

(panting)

(continues panting)

Big man needs a little girl
to come to the rescue.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Hyde.

Shall we take
that lie detector test again?

You killed

Judge Herman
and Lieutenant Commander Abrams

because you wanted
to put Jesse's father

back in prison where he
wouldn't hurt Jesse again.

(laughs softly)

But Denise is a victim
just like Jesse is.

Denise was more than that.

She was the first chapter.

You...

assaulted her

back then.

(pants)
You framed

Jesse's father...

and had him put away
the first time.

Only for seven years.

And if that judge

had just given cruel,

cruel John the maximum...

...no one else
would have gotten hurt.

And you know
who's gonna get hurt now...

is Jesse...

if he goes to that
maximum security prison.

And that's what's gonna happen

if you don't tell us
where Denise is.

But cooperate,

help us find her alive,

we might be able to get Jesse to
a place where he can get help.

(exhales)

Why not?

You're probably
too late, anyway.

Pride, in here!

4010?
Yep.

Hold that lock.

Fortunato was buried
in a cellar.

New nails
in that piece of plywood.

Get the crowbar.

She's here.

PRIDE:
Denise.

Got a pulse.
(weak gasp, groan)

(siren wailing in distance)

Baby, it's Mommy.
(crying)

Okay. It's okay.

Is Denise gonna
be okay?

Paramedics say she's
suffering from dehydration.

But she'll recover.

Appreciate you
bringing Mrs. Murdock.

It was the least
I could do.

I know I've been hard on
you, hard on your job.

But it's not really
about the amount of work,

it's about the kind of work.

Every case
that you've had

has made me think...

...what if the missing
girl was Laurel?

What if the dead
guy were Dwayne?

(wry laugh)

I'm not afraid of
ghosts or goblins.

What scares the
crap out of me

is the idea that your
work might come home.

Y-You know what scares me?

Is the idea
that my work...

might be the reason that
I don't get to come home.

You should go.

What about that
trick-or-treating tradition?

Always next year.

You're a good man, Mr. Pride.

Don't you ever forget it,
Mrs. Pride.

♪ ♪

Ah...
One crack,

and I'll put another crack
in your skull.
(laughs)

It's good to see you
get in the spirit.

When in Rome, right?

Any, uh, any guesses?

WILKINS:
Freudian slip.

Cigar's a nice touch.

Most people don't know
that Freud preferred
them to pipes.

Love a woman who pays
attention to detail.

(like Schwarzenegger):
I need your clothes,

your motorcycle,
and some bacon, too.

(laughs)

Is he always like this?

Yes. It was a pleasure
working with you, Doctor.

Pleasure was all mine.

Wish me luck.

Good luck.

Bye.

What?
(chuckles)

You know what.

I think the good doc has
a little Brody crush.

Don't even start with that.

(sighs) You off
to Voodoo Fest?

Decided to stay here.

I can't leave King
on his first Halloween alone.

You going out?

And miss all the fun here?

Hell, no.

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