Ok, major heads-up. We're going to have everyone up to
and including the United States Congress breathing down our necks.
Hunt's the golden boy, their bid for the youth vote.
He's got good teeth. I'll give him that. - Caps.
Make all the jokes you want. Just remember this is high-profile stuff,
all brought to you by the good folks who cut our checks. - Wow.
If we're good, maybe they'll fix the coffee machine in the lunchroom.
Hey, Malone. I'm glad it's you.
Senator Hunt, Bailey Malone. Thanks for coming. Doesn't look good.
If we could get up into the spotlight booth
and have a look around while it's still fresh-- - Sam Waters, right?
You've done your homework.
If you were caught in someone's cross hairs, wouldn't you?
I suppose I would.
I told them we needed the best down here. It looks as if they took me seriously.
Well, I'll take that as a compliment, Senator. It was meant as one.
Talk about being caught in somebody's cross hairs, huh?
Conservative lady-killer. - For a fleeting second
there, I had the feeling that Nixon was misunderstood.
Doesn't look like this place has been used in years.
That's pretty much true. They used to run the projection and
lighting systems from this area, but
computerized now, moved downstairs.
When one of the maintenance engineers failed to show up,
we swept the place looking for him.
This is what we found.
Looks like he was planning on being here for a while.
Fletcher-gale rifle mount. At least he's a serious shooter.
What's serious is we've only got three days.
You dust for prints? - Clean.
You said the locks were jimmied. - You can only work them inside now.
But no marks on them. None that we could find.
Photographs? - Prints will be at your office by the time you get back.
What's this guy's M.O.?
Listen, I can't give you that much at this time.
We're going to need some more information on this.
Any forensics on the walls or floors. Just the routine:
Some hairs, fibers. We're running them now. Why?
Have them check for powder in this area.
Do you think he fired from here? Why would he do that?
Given what I'm seeing, it would make sense.
Forensics will be able to confirm it.
We didn't find a gun.
No. He took it with him.
Something happened up there that made him blow the game and veer off course.
This is a man who is very obsessive
about everything that he does. I mean, even the way he eats.
He's a health nut, a body freak.
He's very dedicated and very careful.
He ... He doesn't leave marks on locks, he doesn't leave his fingerprints.
Then after all that, he leaves before finishing the job.
Well, shooters build their
fantasies very much like serial killers. A man like this
would go over every detail of his plan again and again ...
so that by the time he got to that room, to that room, he's
built it up so much,
the fantasy has become so real for him... - That he can't wait, and he
explodes before he's ready.
He should have tried thinking about baseball.
If something unexpected happened while he was up there,
once he realized what he'd done, he would have no choice but to run.
We were figuring that he might come back.
No... Then he would have left the gun.
Security's only going to get tighter in the next couple of days.
No. He was here, and he blew it.
He's not coming back.
Well, where do we go from here, guys? Monday's right up
my dress. Any chance of rescheduling?
We're a long-shot party, Mr. Malone.
In political parlance, the underdog. We either raise $8 million
over the next six weeks or fold up our tents.
I can't cancel.
He's not giving up, but he's done here.
How can you be sure about that?
Because he's a planner, and he's thorough.
This is not a stupid person.
He managed to get past security and short-circuit the alarm system.
What you're saying is he's a complete now,
that from now on, wherever I go,
I'm going to have to be looking over my shoulder at every little shadow,
every little thing that moves just a little too fast?
Well I'm afraid so, yes. But you do have
a good security team backing you up.
That's not going to make it easier to sleep at night.
I know. - Hey, Rick,
we found something.
It's blood. Someone made an effort to wipe it up.
Forensics is on the way.
Oh, my god.
The dead guy's name is Paul Bilsky. Grace pulled a .223
ruger slug out of him. He worked as a maintenance engineer
for the last eight years. Bilsky's the guy
they were looking for when they found the shooter's nest.
No chance he's who the shooter was after?
No. It's very unlikely. If you wanted to
get a guy like this, you could do it at his house or a parking lot.
It wouldn't involve all the detail and planning
we've seen here. No, I think
that Mr. Bilsky was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
No prints, hair analysis confirms white male,
struck out out on fiber, and nothing in the health food
except for ... health food.
What were you expecting, John, ketchup?
You ever taste that stuff?
Ketchup's what I'd do. We've got a "known associates" on Hunt
coming in from Havlovitch: People he works with, friends, family.
Who else is scheduled to appear monday night?
Usual hand-wavers: Mayor, state party chairman.
They're also working on bringing in some rock performer.
Anything to grab the under 40s.
No final decisions on who yet.
Anything else we can add to the profile beyond the book?
Well, he's anal retentive about what he does.
Look at the way he cuts the vegetables.
Probably asks a million questions
about quality, freshness of ingredients, might count
his change two or three times just to make sure, that sort of thing.
We should also check the gyms.
Muscle boy. - Well, he worries about
what he puts into his body. It's worth a shot.
I'm on my way.
Tough one. He's thorough ...
clean.
Yes, he is. - Is it personal?
Does he hate Hunt, or does he hate what Hunt stands for?
What's the obsession about?
For all we know, he could admire Hunt. What is any
obsession about? There are as many answers to that as
there are heads to dream them up.
The senator, his wife, kids,
must be crawling out of their skins.
It's hard to explain to people what it feels like
to know that you're being watched ...
that every move is being studied.
It's like being a ball in somebody else's game
and you don't even know what the game is.
We'll get him, Sam, eventually.
I know, Bale. It's just that sometimes 'eventually' ...
can feel like a very,
very long time.
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What do you make of this?
Aren't you a little old to be playing with dolls? -Hmmph.
I think she could use the name of a good ophthalmologist.
He's trying to tell us something,
but what?
I mean, why does he cut out the eyes?
Maybe he wants her blind or something.
Maybe. Or maybe he thinks she is blind to something,
that there's something she's not seeing.
He's drilled out the eyes with
some sort of a twisted respect.
Grace said that he must have used a
surgical drill tip because it's very precise, very careful.
I guess when I studied art therapy, we must have skipped the chapter
on serial lunatics. - And yet you still
managed to graduate with honors. - Yeah, but
I chose to work with kids, and if I screw up
and let a few slip through the cracks, you have to
finish the job. Do me a favor.
Don't screw up.
Mom, guess what Tommy Hellstrom's bringing in tomorrow.
Well, let's see. Um ...
an airplane? - No.
You can't bring an airplane to school. They're too big.
Oh, right. Uh ... a frog? - No. A chameleon.
A chameleon? That's terrific, Chloe.
Mom ... - what? What's a chameleon?
Well, a chameleon is a little lizard.
And you know what the little lizard does?
He changes colors. - Cool.
Why?
Well, he changes colors so that he can hide
from other animals. - I can't wait.
You know, the sooner you go to bed,
the sooner morning will come, so what do you say we go tuck
you in, ok?
Go give Angel a kiss, all right?
Night, Angel. - Hey. Good night. Sleep well, sweetie.
Night.
Mom, if we have to hide, could we change colors?
I don't think you'd look as cute as a purple person, Chloe.
Ha ha! Come on. Let's go to bed.
Yeah.
Speaking of changing colors,
after today, you've turned a very interesting shade of pale.
Maybe Chloe's right. Maybe it would be better if we could just
blend in and hide.
Naw, you're not wired for that. You are too dedicated to what you do.
Some people might call it obsessive.
Look, artists and poets can be obsessed about their work.
I know.
Just makes me think what a thin line we walk sometimes.
Uhh. Ahem. Hello.
I hope you're wearing reversible pajamas. - Why? What's up?
Our boy's at it again. The Senator?
No, he's fine. I'll explain when I get there.
Be ready in twenty minutes.
You always take me to the nicest places.
I read it in a book: How to Impress Girls.
Mmm. What chapter are you on? Preface.
What about political associations, fringe groups?
None that we can find. Nash was a
high school football star, straight shooter. Never made the
college draft, ended up managing an appliance store
in Torrington. - How did he die?
He was taken out by a drunk driver on the 301
coming back from a convention in Lauderdale.
He was 30.
Did we talk to the family? Oh, It's on its way in.
So far, all preliminaries add up to zero.
Oh, we did find some clean footprints,
size 7, Florsheim. Small shoe, popular brand,
but we're checking on it. Grace hasn't been able
find anything on the dolls. - Wait, John.
Go--go back.
Look at the distance between his footsteps. He has a short stride.
That would explain the dolls.
You want to tune that in for those of who don't get cable?
Well, he's short, John.
That's why all the dolls and the women in his pictures,
they're all sitting down. - Short?
No, just shorter than average, probably 5'5",
5'6".
He wants to control women. And in order
to do that, he needs to get them off their feet, sitting down.
Looking up at him. - Yeah.
This fits with the body freak profile: Eats health food,
works out to compensate for something he doesn't have. - Height.
This isn't just about the Senator. This guy's fantasy is
full-blown. I think the Senator is just
the top of his list. Hunt's got an appearance
this afternoon. - You should be there, John.You've got a lot better
handle on what we're looking for than Havlovitch's people.
Later.
There's something you're not telling me, Grant, or you wouldn't be here.
It's just precautionary, Senator. They sent me
because I got experience dealing with these kind of people.
Come on, John. I can make a phone call if I have to.
May we?
This guy could be here, Senator.
He gave us a little demonstration at a outside of Torrington.
We're just concerned that he's in an excited phase.
Sending me is just an extra heads-up, that's all.
You any closer to getting this guy? That's how it works with these guys.
a little bit closer. - Great.
Too bad we're not playing horseshoes.
I guess it ends up as always ...
it's our choice.
We can spend the next four years complaining,
or we can invest and participate in the
government we ought to deserve.
Most of you here have families, and,
like me, you are concerned about the issues
that concern your family.
Are your children safe in their schools?
On their way home to and from school?
Are you and your husband feeling
confident about your financial future?
Are you strangled by taxes and bureaucrats ... - Excuse me.
Who are more interested in getting re-elected than they are
in really making a difference ... - Excuse me. Excuse me.
By me, guys.
You guys are going to hear from my lawyer. - Fine. Have your people
call my people.
Yeah. How about that? - ...To live our lives as we
we see fit. So it is up to
you. You have the power to decide.
Hi. - Coffee?
Ugh. Thanks, but ... I've got
more caffeine in me right now now than red blood cells.
I just heard from John. They had a little excitement
during the Senator's speech. What, did they get him?
Mm-mmm, no, but they may have landed a lawsuit.
Took the wrong guy down. - Ha.
It's like fighting smoke sometimes.
We eventually catch up to the fire.
Fire burns, Bailey.
- Having second thoughts?
And third and fourth. But, you know,
each time we catch one of these people,
I feel like ... I don't know. Maybe it
just restores my naiveté
that ... the world
can be a better place if we just keep
pushing hard enough. You know?
You really believe that? - Yeah.
At least, I feel it.
That makes two of us.
If I end up on the ceiling, just ...
leave me there, ok?
Bailey, could you come down here to audio? Something just came in.
Everywhere, Sam.
Everywhere you go, I am.
Every thought you think,
I'm in. - It came in from Quantico.
It was recorded off a Maryland radio station.
One of the SACS at the field office heard it, thought we should listen to it.
...Your breath.
I am in the wind ... everywhere.
Turn it off.
Malone ....
Thanks.
Body freak's at it again.
Malone. Sam.
It's weird, huh?
He's a shrink. He's been living here since '86.
Paid his bills, kept the peace till today.
Someone cut him up pretty good and left him for dead.
Do they think he'll make it? - It's touch and go.
He's unconscious, can't tell us a thing.
From the looks of it, whoever it was came up behind him.
He never saw it coming. Neighbor next door
heard a racket, called us. We saw these dolls,
we called you. Thanks.
He's getting sloppy. Where is the writing:
"Only you, only me"?
I'll work the doctor's name in with Nash and the Senator.
Might connect the dots.
The connection between Hunt, Nash, and Valentine has to be a woman.
That's who these dolls represent. Get into Valentine's patient
list, run his female practice.
You find her, you'll find the connection.
Everywhere, Sam.
Everywhere you go, I am.
Every thought you think ...
I'm in.
I am ... you look in
every shadow.
Your breath ...
I am in the wind ... everywhere ...
everywhere, Sam.
Ohh! I'm sorry.
You scared me to death, Bailey. - Angel let me in.
Oh, right. It's ok.
Bailey, do we know where the call came from?
From Maryland, one of the station's local lines.
Why? There's a church I knew as a child.
I was baptized there. Christ King Church. It, um ...
it had very distinctive chimes.
We should probably have the Silver Springs Field Office call
and check and see if I'm right.
I'm sorry. You probably didn't come over here to talk about church bells.
We found the missing link in our case.
Morissa? She was a patient of Dr. Valentine's.
She used her given name Jill Morrison.
Well, what about Nash? High school sweetheart.
She was a freshman. He graduated a few years earlier.
Lasted about two years, then fizzled.
Her life went up, his went down.
So what's the connection to Hunt? Morissa's going to open the
fund-raiser tomorrow night just before the senator gives his speech.
Morissa opening a conservative fund-raiser?
Party's bid for the youth vote. They made the deal deal this morning.
Then he would have had to know they were in negotiations, or he
wouldn't have set himself up in that spot.
We're going through everyone that even knew the deal was being considered,
on her side and Hunt's. It's been in the works for over a month.
Well, Bailey, maybe this is what the eyes have been about.
All this time, he's been working his way up to her.
She's 28 years old, and she owns this place. - Mmm.
Her pension plan is probably better than ours, too.
When I was 28, I shared an apartment.
When you were 28, you didn't have a madman stalking you,
so I guess it all evens out in the end. - I guess.
So, uh, you the G-men?
Oh, G-people. Sorry.
I'm Bailey Malone. This is Sam Waters.
I love the smell of old spice in the morning.
You hear the news about Dr. Valentine? - Yeah. I just found out.
Is he going to make it? He's in intensive care, but stable
at the moment. - My manager told you
that someone's been stalking me. That's why we're here.
You think it's the same guy? We'll have a better idea when we
have a look inside.
Morissa, how long has the stalking been going on?
Three weeks. I don't know. A month.
But I'll telling you, whoever this nut case is,
it's like he knows everything I do,
like he watches me. And two nights ago,
when I walked through my front door, I realized he'd been in my house.
Enough is enough. I split.
What did the police have to say?
Cop talk 101. Nothing.
After you.
You're not afraid of the dark, are you?
Depends on who I'm in it with. - Ooh.
One point for the government guy.
You always keep this door locked? - Yeah.
What's in there? - My wardrobe, everything I wear.
/ Every breath you take
/ every move you make...
I don't know how the son of a bitch rigged this up,
but he did somehow.
/ Every step you take / I'll be watching you
/ every single day
/ every word you say, baby ...
/ Every game you play
/ every night you stay / I'll be watchin' you
Sam. / Oh, can't you see
/ you belong to me?
/ And my poor heart aches ...
We understand that you've made arrangements to appear appear at
the fund-raiser this evening.
It would be a good idea if you canceled.
Oh. Well, that's pretty short notice. The man we're after
didn't leave an itinerary.
You really think that this guy has the guts to try something
at the rally?
Look, it would just be safer be safer for you
and for everyone else at the event
if you would cancel your performance.
Morissa, we're trying to catch a man who has already
murdered one person and has attempted to murder another.
It would be safer all around if you would cancel.
I'm out. So now what? - Your manager told us that you
received some mail and gifts from this man.
Right. The cops have it.
I'd like to send someone over to get them. - Great.
You want it, it's all yours. I don't care.
Morissa, this man is in an extremely excited phase right now,
and I'm not sure that your private security is enough,
so if you would like, we can arrange a place for you
just until this is over. - What do you mean,
like a safe house? - Just until we catch him, yes.
Yeah, right. I'll end up staring at crummy wallpaper
all day. Sorry. No, thanks.
You, uh--you are going to get this guy? - Yes.
I just can't tell you when.
If anything else happens, give us a call.
Hey, Old Spice.
I may call you even if nothing happens.
You're so good with kids.
Here are the things Morissa sent over.
This paper he wrote to her on is stock-issue xerographic stuff.
No watermarks, no fingerprints.
You knew there wouldn't be.
I'm always hopeful. He also sent flowers,
always hand-picked, wild,
so there are no florist receipts, nothing.
I leave for two days, and you guys are still in here
looking at pictures? I just got off the horn
with Havlovitch. So,
Morissa canceled her appearance. I guess it'll be
security as usual, and the
nation can rest easy.
Well, the nation's still got a maniac killer on their hands.
Any luck on the doll angle? We've got Sam's profile out to
every toy dealer in the city.
Sure would be nice to get our teeth into this puppy before he makes another move.
By the way, this came over the wire on the way in.
You were right about the church.
I'll have the plane ready in a half-hour.
He set this up, Sam.
He wants this reaction. - I know.
According to the owner, there's a stocking clerk working here that
fits Sam's profile to the punctuation.
Did you talk to him. - No. He was out to lunch when we got here,
but he's been back about 20 minutes. Name's David Trent.
He's only been here about three months.
Let's take a look at him.
Cover the back and the cellar. We'll take upstairs. - Yes, sir.
Bob, you come with me.
Yeah. You want me to take right?
Yeah. This looks familiar.
Everywhere, Sam.
Everywhere you go, I am.
Every thought you think, I'm in.
I am ... you look
in every shadow.
Trent?
Freeze, Trent! I got him on top!
Coming your way! - Hold it!
Sam! - Ohh!
What is it?
It's the gown I was baptized in.
The lace on the collar is from
my mother's wedding dress.
Oh, Sam. It's ok, Bailey. It's ok.
It's just a game.
He's just trying to get inside my life.
But this is his life ...
not mine.
Have forensics check it
for trace evidence.
Then burn it.
This is the address the owner of the toy store gave us for Trent.
As far as we can tell, he hasn't come home yet.
Maybe we should call next time.
You were right about careful and neat. This guy cleans up
before he cleans up.
Bailey, give me a handkerchief.
You're not afraid of the dark, are you? Depends on who
I'm in it with. - Ooh.
Morissa was right. He is watching her.
Hey, guys ... I think you're going to
want to take a look at the garage.
Probably got a couple of those in her house.
David Trent's 29 years old. He's got a long history of mental illness.
His previous charges: Loitering, voyeurism,
mostly misdemeanor stuff.
Listen to this. "Having lost his mother by the age of 5,
Mr. Trent was subjected to cruel and overbearing discipline from
his father. Once, upon finding
sexually explicit material in his son's dresser, Trent's father
locked him in the car trunk and made him spend the night there."
And we wonder where these people come from.
Ok. Thanks.
No luck getting ahold of Havlovitch. There's no sign of
him or Hunt, and the speech is in three hours.
I got Trent's photo on the wire to Miami.
We can't let Hunt make that appearance tonight, guys.
Trent is going to try again. But why, Sam?
Is it a Hinkley thing? It's important to him
that she sees what he's going to do to Hunt.
I mean, he cuts the eyes out of the dolls, but he
left them in that picture of her in his garage.
Grant. It's about time.
It's Havlovitch. He ditched me, John.
I never saw it coming. Don't you tell me that.
We were in his room together. He said he wanted to lay down
wanted to lay down before he made the speech tonight. Some woman
called and said she wanted to talk with him for a few minutes,
and then he ditched me. - He's meeting Morissa.
What? - That's the pattern, and the Senator fits perfectly.
David Trent has been trying to tell Morissa that he is
the only man she will ever be close to.
"Only you, only me." Yeah, and at the cemetery,
the dolls. He was trying to
get her to see that she didn't have her ex-boyfriend anymore,
that he wasn't the right man anyway,
and Dr. Valentine, he was her Therapist, right? I mean,
she confided in him. She shared
her feelings, her fears, her desires.
You're saying Hunt's next on that list.
Morissa and Hunt? That's out there, Sam. -It fits, John.
Look, when Morissa was 15, she dated Nash, and he was 19,
captain of the football team. This woman
likes older men. When we were at her house, you couldn't pry
her off Bailey. - Sam, if what you're saying is true,
after we talked with her ... She would have called Hunt.
And Trent is following her.
Hav, we're going to grab a chopper out of here.
Check all the hotels near the convention center.
Have someone meet us at the airport in two hours. - He's married with kids,
Malone. He would never check in under his own name.
Try Morrison, Jill Morrison.
We're on the way.
You were right. Jill Morrison's checked she's down in
one of the bungalows.
/ Every single day
Why are you doing this? / Every word you say, baby
/ every game you play
/ every night you stay
/ I'll be watchin' you
/ oh, can't you see
Why, it's only you, Morissa ...
Only me.
I'm the only one you got.
I'm the only one you can really count on.
At least I will be.
Mr. Hunt, now, you're getting in my way,
and I just can't have that.
No-o! - You two over there.
NO!! Police! Don't move!
FBI!
Take it easy, Trent.
Don't, Trent!
I love you, Morissa.
Shots fired!
Shots fired! Perp down!
Are you ok? I'm fine. I'm fine. - Oh!
It's ok. It's all over now, baby. You ok?
Is he dead? Yes.
It's all over.
We need to talk about this. Of course.
It's such a lovely morning. I thought we should have some tea
in the park. - Oh- Oh!
What is in here, darling?
Lemonade, but you're supposed to pretend like it's tea.
Oh. - Oh, blue lemonade.
But, Chloe, honey, how did it change colors?
I used food coloring from the kitchen cabinet.
Mm-mmm. - Mmm. This is delicious.
Thank you, madam. - You're quite welcome.
Blue lemonade, it's just lovely.
I'll get it.
She's in her blue period. Mmm. Obviously.
You went through Trent's stuff today.
How did that go?
Fine. He wrote that he did it all for love.
In his mind, that sums it up and makes it all ok.
It's like you said. We walk a thin line sometimes.
One man's poetry is another man's obsession.
Angel! It's for you!
I suppose.
This song's from Jack to the woman he loves.