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Sullivan.

Cat, we got a female body
in Prospect Park.

Where in Prospect Park?

Same place.

- It was good to see you.
- It was.

Take care.

Ciao. Ciao. Hmm!

Oh wait, Leo.

Something from your grandmother.

You've seen Grandma?

Let me see.

Oh, great!

You know how much
I've been dreaming of this? I know.

Give my Grandma a kiss for me.

I will.

And thank you
for the special delivery.

Where's your friend?

Out of town.
Nobody home.

Excuse me.

- I need to take this call.
- Don't be long.

I won't be long.

Leo, uh, you need to meet me
on the west side of Prospect Park.

Sorry. I'm a little booty...
um, busy right now.

Leo, please.

- Just meet me there
as fast as you can.

I'm sorry.

I gotta go.
It's an emergency.

Seriously?

I'll call you.

- Sorry.
- You're kidding me!

Right?

- I'll call you.
- Whatever!

Leo Romba
for Detective Sullivan.

Detective Sullivan?
Yeah, she's right over there.

What happened?

I need you with me. On a crime scene?

That's a first.
You usually don't want me
anywhere around...

Just stay close, please?

Okay.

Hey.

The body was found
by this homeless man
about an hour ago.

Same M.O.
Pena, what do you got?

Well,
multiple stab wounds.

Throat was split postmortem.

It was a sharp blade.
It's six to eight inches long.

It looks like the same weapon.

Sullivan. I'm gonna need
your expertise on this.

- The body's in
the exact same location.
- He's in prison!

- I mean, unless he escaped.
- No, no, no. He's still locked up.

- Believe me, it's the first thing
I checked.

Are we talking about
the Park Slope Stalker here?

That's Amanda Pearson.

The Stalker's wife? Yeah.

What do you think,
Esposito

Can't get Pearson,
so they go after the wife?

I don't know. Maybe she
was making a pilgrimage to
her husband's killing ground...

and pissed someone off.

No, her wounds
are from the front.

There's no defensive wounds,

which means she knew the person
or she wasn't scared of him.

I gotta...
I gotta get out of here.

I told you
she couldn't handle it.

- I'll take care of it.

Cat.

You're the only one
who knows this guy, Cat.
I need you on this.

Esposito can handle it.

Esposito caught this case.
He's the one who told me
to bring you in.

I don't know if I can do this. Cat, look.

I'm not asking you
to put your life
on the line again.

You know this son of a bitch.
You know how he thinks.
You know what he's capable of.

Look, I want you
to breathe slowly.

All right?

I will do this
on one condition.

Name it. I want him with me 24-7.

- You got it.

Look, I'm sorry, I don't mean
to be callous, but I still
got a living to make.

The city will take care
of your expenses.

- Yeah. All of them.

Really?
Like, all of them?

Yeah, like all of them. Cool.

This was a message.

All murder scenes are.

This was specific to the Stalker.

And specific to me.

- I don't know.

I...

I don't know
if I can do this.

The Stalker almost killed me.

We're being watched.

White male, mid-20s, mitten cap...

on the bridge at 1:00.

Get up nice and slow.

He's taking off!

He's on our left.

I got him.

- No, he's gone off road.

I'll cut him off.

A bike can't outrun a car.

It can if you can't follow.

That's the Stalker's handwriting.

Oh, my God.

Amanda Pearson, 32.

Worked as a nurse
until her husband's trial,

and then she fell off
our radar.

She came in and filed
domestic abuse charges...

one month before
her husband was arrested.

She turns him in, ends up dead?

Pretty easy to connect the dots.

No, she didn't turn him in
for the murders.

She just didn't want him
beating the hell
out of her anymore.

She's stood by his side
throughout the entire trial.

So? She knew that he was
a wife-beater, just didn't
think he was a killer?

Any idea why
she changed her appearance?

Her face was splashed
across the front page
of every paper in the city.

People hated her
because she stood by her man.

Yeah, but why would she change
her appearance and then move
just 10 blocks away?

Doesn't make sense.

I would have crossed
an ocean to get away.

Actually,
I did cross an ocean.

Something was obviously
keeping her in Brooklyn.

Something... or someone.

I think it was a revenge killing
by one of the victim's relatives.

It was a revenge killing
by her husband.

But you just said
she stood by his side.

It was revenge against me.

How, Cat?

I don't know, but Pearson
is behind this.

He's been
in solitary confinement
since he was convicted.

Solitary makes you crazy. Yeah, and it also gives you
plenty of time...

to think about how you're
gonna get back at the people
who put you in there.

- That it does.
- According to the F.B.I.,
it's not him.

The F.B.I. profile
is standard issue.

This is his handwriting.

He's behind this.

I'm sorry, ma'am.
You just can't come in.

You bitch.

I'm sorry.
Do I know you?

I am Giada Giannini.

I think you got
the wrong precinct.

Caitlyn Sullivan?

Yeah.

- I have the right whore.

You heard me, whore.
Stop harassing my boyfriend.

I know you slept with him.
I know everything.

- I love Italian women.
Why are you doing that?

That body. Oh, my God.
She's so hot.

I smell him on you.

Okay, we got a 5150.

You know,
you need to back up,

or else I'm gonna classify those
as lethal weapons.

I'm not going to be ignored. I don't know
who the hell you are.

Giada Giannini! Yeah, you said that.

Gregg!

- Among other things.

- I am Gregg's lover!
- Okay, gentlemen.

Why don't we give
these ladies a little privacy.

Captain, it's getting
very interesting right now. Esposito, now!

Captain. Cap... Now!

Stay away from my man.

Your man?

You slept with my husband.
You wrecked my marriage.

How could I wreck something
that was already broken?

When it comes to making a man happy,
you are stupid.

Take it outside, bitch. I'll rip your eyes out!

Okay, ladies. Stop, stop!
Don't fight, don't fight.

Oh!

You stay away from my man.

Get your hands
out of my face. This is your last warning.

Ciao.

Yeah, don't trip on your way out
in those heels, bi...

What is she saying?

Get over it. What?

That's my brother's wife.
That's Amanda.

You have any contact
with her, Jerry?

No, I haven't seen her since the trial.
She disappeared.

She was living in Brooklyn
the whole time.

- No.

My brother's in Sing Sing.
But you would know that
since you put him there.

Hey. Jerry. Stop!

Sit down.

You in touch
with your brother?

He's not allowed visitors.

He would never harm her.

I guess you don't consider
beating women harming them.

They had a fight.
It happens.

It's called love.
Sometimes love hurts.

Did your brother know
she met someone?

I have to get back to work.

Amanda's landlord told me
she was seeing a man.

Did you get a name? No, just a description.

And the man she described
looks exactly like him.

If Jerry had an affair
with Amanda,

that would have made
his big brother very angry.

I can't be 100% positive,

but I'm pretty sure Jerry
was the guy in the beanie
watching us in the park.

We're gonna have to pay
a visit to Sing Sing.

What do you mean "we"?

We are going to talk
to the Stalker.

There's no way
I'm going into a prison.

I have a problem with small spaces.
I'm not going into...

Leo, please. Please.

No... I need you there with me.

Since when did you become
suddenly so needy?

Since the man that held me
captive for 48 hours
and tried to kill me...

showed back up in my life.

Okay.

But on one condition.

You're gonna have to hold my hand.

No. You're gonna
have to hold mine.

You're squeezing my hand.

You're crushing mine.

Are you okay?

You can't let him see
that you're afraid. Okay.

It'll be fine.
Just don't let him get to you.

All this time,
and you finally come visit.

I've missed you, Caitlyn.

I think of you all the time.
Do you think of me often?

The time we spent together
was very special to me.

Your wife is dead.

She was stabbed to death,
her throat slit,

just like the other women
that you killed.

You still have that
little mole on the inside
of your upper thigh?

- I got your note.

The one
in your handwriting.

Who's this guy?

This is between you and me.

You were afraid
to come alone, weren't you?

You needed someone
to hold your hand?

You screamed louder
than most of them.

You were my favorite.
It's too bad we didn't get to finish.

Hey.

Hey.

Hello, buddy.

How's solitary? Put Cat back on.

It sucks, doesn't it?

How would you know?

Because I spent over
two years in solitary.

The first year is easy
compared to the second.

The second year,
you start to lose your mind.
You don't know what day it is.

You don't know
what time it is.

And then you try
to kill yourself...

because you can't
stand it anymore,

so you beat your head...

beat your head
against the wall...

until you knock yourself out.

Then you wake up
back in the same place,

and it's worse
than the day before.

I know.

I also know the secret
to survival in solitary.

Who are you?

When was the last time
you saw Amanda?

What's the secret?

When was the last time
you saw her?

Right before
the verdict was read.

She cried,

said she'd love me forever.

I guess she lied,

because she's been screwing
your little brother.

What are you talking about?

She had an affair
with your brother.

That's why you got her killed.

My brother...
wouldn't do that to me.

That seems to get you
pretty hot under the collar, right?

Jerry... he would
do anything for me.

He would kill for me
if I asked him to.

Kill Amanda?

Or Cat.

Is that a threat?

I'm not finished.

Online dating sites
for inmates?

The sites have good intentions.

Pen pals for inmates.

It gives them some
positive reinforcement,

some contact with
the outside world.

But the cons are smarter.

They figure out
how to bypass snail mail,
make contact via e-mail.

Maybe how Pearson met
his outside man.

Speaking of meeting,
I met Giada.

She's really nice.

And she came to visit me at the office.

She... She came
to your office?

Your lover caused
quite a scene.

- She's not my lover.
- She said she was. And she also told me
to stay away from you.

She's crazy.

How come women are crazy
after you sleep with them,
but never before?

Why are you looking at me?
I didn't sleep with her.

Here we go.
These are all to Pearson.

A serial killer with fans.
That's just wrong.

Wait a minute. Look at this
one. Dreamgirl133.

"I believe you are innocent.

I know you are a good man.
I will get you out of prison soon.

The cop who arrested you
will pay. I've found someone
to help us punish her."

Can you find out
who she is?

Amanda Pearson.

If his wife was helping him,
why did she end up dead?

This is all part of Pearson's plan.

Hey, Cat.
Can I take two minutes?

I need to make a phone call. Oh, yeah.

Thank you.

Cedric.

Please call me back
as soon as you get
this message, okay?

It's Leo here.

What was your relationship
with Amanda, Jerry?

- I don't know what you mean.
- What she means is why'd
you start screwing her?

I wasn't.

We have a witness that saw you
with Amanda more than once.

And another witness
that saw you at the murder site,
wearing a beanie.

Jerry, Jerry.

- No, no, no, I didn't sleep
with my brother's wife.

Then why'd you call her?
We got your phone records.
We know you called her.

So, why'd you call her?

Which is why you lied...

when you said that you hadn't
seen her since the trial.

Listen,
I talked to her on the phone
a couple times. That's all.

Oh, no, no, no.
It was more than a couple of times.

You called her late last night,
and we found her body
early in the morning.

So, she break it off
with you because you
were just bad in bed?

- No. No.

We know you killed her.

I want a lawyer.

Let me tell you. Yeah, I got it...
the stuff from Marseille...

I was telling you about.

Purest ever, the best quality.
Of course I've got some for you.

I know you're not
a bad person, Jerry.

But your brother is.

My brother didn't want her dead.

He wanted me to watch over her. And then you took it too far.

No.

She was faithful to my brother.
She loved him.

She would never sleep
with anybody else.

I don't believe you, Jerry.

Do you want proof
of her love for my brother?
She was suing you.

Suing me for what?

Entrapment.
You crossed the line.

I caught a murderer.
That's what I did.

Not in her eyes.

And maybe not in the eyes
of the law.

But you do have one thing
in your favor. What's that?

She's dead.

No more plaintiff,
no more complaint.

I really wouldn't worry about it, Cat.

Whoever killed Pearson's wife
might have just saved your career.

I didn't entrap him. I just used myself
as bait to catch him.

Courageous,
but really stupid. Sullivan.

Yeah. I have to talk to you
for a second.

Um...

I overheard this guy's phone call.
All right?

Now, he's a dealer.

What? Yeah.

So just watch yourself.
Don't trust him.

He just got a shipment
from Marseille.

Thank you.

Get up. What?

Come here.

What the... You did it again!

I stuck my neck out for you.
If you break the law,
I break the law.

What are you talking about? I'm talking about the stuff
that you got from Marseille.

That? Yes, that!

I know you're not supposed to
smuggle stuff through customs,

but, hey, aren't you
a little bit overreacting there?

No, it's illegal! It's illegal what?

What, were you planning
on selling it? No!

Half of it is for a friend
of mine who's a chef.

The other half,
I got for you.

Are you out of your mind?
Me? I... I am a cop.

And I don't do drugs! Drugs?

Yes! You thought I was smuggling
drugs from Marseille?

I don't know! What am I...
the French connection?

Okay. What kind of planet
are you from? This is...

What is... What is that?
What is it?

A special combination of spices
that I got from my grandma.

It's for my rouille. What? Your...

Rouille. I don't understand
any of these words.

It's a sauce that you make
to go with bouillabaisse.

I can't believe you thought
I was smuggling drugs.

And I can't believe
you hit me... again.

I am sorry.

- I bet you are.

Just... Sullivan.

I left a message
for you at your apartment.

Who is this?

God.

That's Jerry.

I guess that answers
the question.

What's going on?

Looks like he fell from the
fire escape when he was trying
to break into my apartment.

- Pearson's little brother.

From up there? Whoa.

He was dead
before he hit the ground.

Somebody stuck a syringe
in his neck and pumped him
full of poison.

Somebody was up there
and gave him a shot
that killed him?

Yeah, and it's fast-acting.
We're not gonna know exactly
what it was until Tox gets back.

First his wife, now his brother.

You still think it's Pearson?

I don't know,
but I'm gonna go talk
to him and find out.

Where's your friend?

I figured you'd rather talk to me.

I would.

So talk to me.

First your wife,
now your brother.

My brother?

Jerry's dead?

Somebody shoved
a needle in his neck,

pumped him full of poison
and then dumped him off my building.

I never met him.
He claimed to be a fan, an admirer.

He approached my brother
during the trial,

started writing me.

So you had him
kill your wife?

I thought you loved her. I loved her too much.

Knowing I couldn't be with her
was too much for me to bear.

How about your little brother?
Did you have him killed too?

No, I... I loved my little brother.

You just said
you loved your wife.

That's a different kind of love.

So who is this guy?

I told you, I never met him.

Yeah, but you're smart.
I'm sure you figured it out.

Oh, I did,

but I'm not gonna tell you.

I'm in here because of you.

My brother is dead
because of you.

The guy you're looking for...
he killed for you this time.

Just like he killed for me.

Why would a fan kill
his hero's wife and brother?

Makes no sense. Maybe the hero disappointed
his number one fan.

If this were
the movie Misery, maybe.

But Amanda wanted to sue you,
so he killed her.

Jerry was causing
a threat to you, so he killed him.

This is more
like Travis Bickle in Taxi Driver.

He killed to protect you.

Come on.

What if he was never
Pearson's fan at all?

What if he was yours
to begin with?

Did you get any fan mail
after you brought in the Stalker?

Yeah, I still do. Where are the letters?

"I wish we can meet face-to-face.

I'm sure you would recognize
true love if you saw it."

"It feels like
I've known you forever.
I feel so close to you."

"I am so sorry
about your dad.
He was a great cop.

You must miss him a lot.
It must be hard not knowing
who killed him."

"Love is the answer
to sorrow. I love you, Caitlyn...
secretly,

deeply, desperately."

"I've sent you so many
letters and love messages
in the faint hope... that you might possibly
develop an interest in me."

"Being close to you
is simply not enough anymore."

Being close.

"I can no longer live
without you.

If you continue to ignore me
and refuse to respond to me,

I will be forced to take action."

He's getting very angry now.

Don't flip it over.
What?

"I will kill for you.

And if after that you still don't respond,
I will kill you,

and then I'll kill myself."

When was this last one sent?

Three days ago.

This one was sent yesterday.

"You."

Hold on.

You what?

"Who will be next?" was never
about Jerry Pearson at all.

It was about you.

You can't take me off this case.
It's my life on the line!

That's precisely why
I'm taking you off the case, Cat.

- You gotta lay low.
- You stay out of this!

- Baker.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- Special Agent James's
lady friend is back.

Hey, Romeo. Your girlfriend
followed you in the front door.
Want to take care of this?

She's certifiably nuts.
- That's observant.

I think you might have got
what you deserved on this one.

I have a restraining order
against her, all right?
She's insane!

This is Fatal Attraction.
I love it.

She's violating
a restraining order.
Lock her up.

- Romba, I want you to take
Sullivan to your place.
- Yes, sir.

- I'm not going to his place.
- She should stay at my place.

- I am certainly not staying at yours.

You're gonna go to his place
whether you like it or not.

- You're gonna go in cuffs
and a gag if I have to get...
- Come on!

- Stop stomping.
Get out of my office.
- Come on.

Go! Go! I don't want to!

Come on!

Sorry to disturb your...
You're doing kung fu now?

Kung fu is for has-beens, honey.
This is qigong.

You should try.
It prevents your uterus
from reversing.

Oh. Is that why you do it?

Hey. Cat's gonna stay
with us, okay?

I'm gonna put you
in Nico's bed.

Great! I can finally do
that makeover on her.

Okay, I'm gonna run you
a nice, hot bath.

Then we're gonna start
with the beauty creams,
which you need desperately.

Then I could work out these
wrinkles here and the shadows
under your eyes.

I don't have wrinkles. Oh, honey,
if you only knew.

Okay.

I'm not gonna stay here while
somebody else catches this guy.

Oh, yes, you are.

Mother? Yes.

What are you doing here?

Well, right now
I'm doing my hair.

- Yeah.
- John called.

Wanted to make sure
you waited here.

I am not going to lose
my daughter too.

Bath's going.

- Honey.
- You heard Ronnie.
Your bath is going.

- Mom.
- You go take your bath right now.

Cut the tomatoes.
I asked you to cut them in dice.

I'm cutting the tomatoes.

Oh!
Uh, bouillabaisse.

Which is what
the spices were for.

Yeah.

- Nope.

Well, anyway,

take this and put it
in the stockpot behind me, please.

Is that real?

Oh, God! Oh, my God!
Why is that there?

Please, get out of my kitchen.
Get out of my kitchen!

Oh, God. I'm out,
I'm out, I'm out!

You know who I ran into
the other day?

Adam Horowitz's mother.

Now, apparently,
Adam just made partner...

at one of the major
law firms here,

and he makes quite
a good living.

He has pimples
and is cross-eyed.

He was only slightly
cross-eyed.

Is this slightly
cross It was not that bad.

Oh! Please, guys.

This is a holy time for bouillabaisse.

We're eating bouillabaisse.
Wonderful.

Yes.

Oh, my God.
That is so good.

It's delicious.

Thanks, Grandma.

Thanks, Leo.

That look in your eyes
when you tasted it was precious.

- Yes, it was.
- That's because I got rid of
the bags under her eyes.

- You're so silly. Stop it.
She didn't have any bags.
- That's it.

- Your eyes.

He's your fan, right?

So he would have been
in the courtroom.

- So, you would have seen him.

This is the courtroom
where Pearson was tried? Yes.

Where were you sitting, May?

Right here.

And you?

The killer was in the audience,

so he would've been
staring at you.

Especially when you took the stand.

I was focused
on my testimony...

and not the audience.

Your subconscious might
have noticed something.

I don't know...
a look, a pair of eyes.

Maybe eyes you've seen since
without recognizing them.

Try to remember the faces
in the crowd.

Even in the jury.

Order in the court.

Detective Sullivan,
let me remind you
that you are under oath.

Please,
just answer the question.

I'm not doing this.
I'm not gonna make out with you.

- You're just doing this to kiss me.
- I don't want to kiss you.

I'm just trying to do this
to bait the killer.

Uh-huh. Okay. You're not even my type.

Oh, please.
You're French.

Your type is anyone
of the opposite sex.

Look, just so you know,
I have a friend from France
waiting for me, okay?

And the sooner
we wrap this up,
the sooner I can get to her.

Oh, God.
I don't believe you.
What is her name?

Marie. Marie.
It's such a common name.

What does she do? She's a flight attendant.

Of course she is.

Do you really think
that she's watching? I know she is.

Fine. Let's just do this
and get it over with.

Just so you know,
I'm a really great kisser.

Oh, God. You're so French.
And I don't mean that in a good way.

Just do it.
Okay. Okay.

Oh, God. Your breath reeks.
It smells like garlic.

What? Yours too.

It's the bouillabaisse, okay?

Okay. I'm not kissing you
smelling like that.

Do you have like any gum,
or like a mint

Okay. Just hold on.

Let me check the glove box.

This is ridiculous.

Get up, get up! No, nothing.

All right.
I am going to my apartment
to get mouthwash.

You're seriously
gonna go to your apartment
to get mouthwash?

Yes!

Stay in the car. Cat!

I oughta kill you right here
in front of her building.

I would rather you didn't. You're right.

I don't want her to ever
find the body... ever. Drive!

- It's such a lovely day.
Wouldn't you like...
- Drive!

- Okay, okay. Driving.
- Get out of the car, May.

- Drop your gun
or I splatter his brains.
- No, no brain splattering.

- You know I'll do it, Cat.
- I love my brains, Cat.

Unload your weapon!
Do it!

Drop it!
Come on. Unload it.

Come here.

Open it. Get in.
You're driving.

Oh, no, no! Not now!

Okay.

Oh, boy.

Oh, my God.

Cat.

Oh, my God. Cat!

Get me out of here.
Hurry, before she comes back.

Calm down. Just...

- No, no! No!

- Leo! No!

Caitlyn.
Why don't you love me?

May. No! No!

Chri...

- All right.
- Take your time.

You lost a lot of blood.
We gotta get you
to the hospital.

I'm never gonna make it
to an ambulance.

- I'm bleeding out.
- I'm-I'm... I'll drive.

What? No, no.

- Captain Baker's gonna fire you.
- Then he fires me.

Caitlyn?

Yeah Don't crash my cab.

Come on.

That... That must be Nico.

Okay. Please answer.
I need to talk to him.

Okay. All right.

Hi, dad.

Hi, buddy, how was school today?

Good.
Why are you in the backseat?

I'm letting Caitlyn
drive me around for a change.

She wants to drive.

You sound weird.
Are you ok?

Just a little...

tired. I'm tired.

Listen,

I have to go now, Nico.

OK, daddy.
If you want to chat later,

I'll be home.

Nico. Je...

I love you.

More than anything.

I love you too.

Leo? Hey, come on,
come on, come on!

Leo!

God!

Leo? God.

Welcome back.

- I'm alive.
- You are.

You lost a lot of blood,
but we all donated.

"We"?

Me.

My mother, Captain Baker.

Cops at the precinct,
uh, Ronnie.

He rounded up
a bunch of cab drivers.
I don't know who they were.

Sketchy, if you ask me,
but everybody gave blood.

Wow. So, yeah.

Now I guess that makes you
an official New Yorker.

I guess that's why
I'm craving a bagel now.

I have something
that I think you'd like
a little more than that.

Two bagels?

Where you going

Call me if you need me.

I'm not gonna need you.

I managed to stay with you a while.

I'm glad you're here.

Wow. You look incredible.

Thank you.

Um... So, what's up?

Uh, she, uh...
she won't bother you again.

Giada.

She was just admitted
to the psych ward at Bellevue.

Wow. You sure know
how to pick 'em.

I picked you, didn't I?

Oh, don't worry.
I wasn't gonna...

I'm not throwing this
in your face.

Although the thought
did cross my mind.

Whatever you want to know
about the night I spent with her,

I'll tell you.

- Yeah.

I wasn't there for you, was I?

It's not your fault.
It's mine.

No.

But I wasn't there for you.

Would you like
to have dinner with me?

Now?

Now.

Yeah.

Yeah?