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The body of Katherine Goodrich
was found last night

behind the church of St Stanislavs,

bringing the city's homicide count
for the year to 212.

What's particularly shocking
about this murder,

is just last week Miss Goodrich
was honoured by the mayor

as Samaritan of the Year.

Homicide investigators
are working double shifts,

hoping a break in the case
will lead to a quick arrest.

So far they have no leads,
no evidence and no suspects.

- I'm Matt Rhodes, Channel 8 News.
- Beautiful.

Take that back to the van.

- I'll meet you at the truck.
- All right.

- Frankie, can I talk to you a second?
- Mm-hm.

You got any guesses
on the Goodrich case?

Roger Gaffney's the primary,
so you should talk to him

or Lieutenant Russert.

I already know
Goodrich was found naked

wearing only
a pair of white cotton gloves.

You know, man,
sometimes you frighten me.

Sometimes I frighten myself.

I made a deal with Russert not to say
anything about the gloves tonight,

if I get first call
when you catch the killer.

She made that deal, she'll keep it.

I just wanted to know if there was
something you wanted to have leaked.

Look, like I said, man,
Roger Gaffney's the primary.

Yeah, and you're one of the best
homicide detectives around.

Off the record, what are the chances
you're gonna catch the killer?

- Off the record?
- Yeah.

Excellent.

Frank? Frank?

This here, Frank, is Henry Everett.

Private first class.

Purple heart, Battle of the Bulge.
Got it in both legs.

Frank Pembleton, no wounds as yet.

Mr Everett and I were just discussing
Katherine Goodrich's murder.

Poor girl.

She always tried to do good,
working with battered women.

You knew Ms Goodrich?

All I know is that someone
bashed in her head,

strangled her,
threw her in my dumpster.

Frank, take a look at this shed
right over here.

That's where I keep my tools.

The padlock was busted last night.

What a mess. Kids, probably.
Took me all morning to clear it up.

- You cleaned this up?
- Yeah, swept it out and hosed it.

Did you find anything missing?
Anything that didn't belong?

No. I reported it
to the officer in charge.

- I Said "Why don't you take a look?"
- Did he?

No. He didn't. I think I got on his nerves.

This officer you told, who was he?

The officer in charge,
dressed like you, 40ish, Irish.

Irish. Roger Gaffney, Frank.

Anything new at the crime scene?

I don't know yet.

You could humour me, you know.

I don't care.
A lead here, a lead there,

no matter how insubstantial,
would add years to my life.

Hey, Gaffney,
I did a secondary interview

with the handyman at St Stanislavs.
He showed me the garden shed.

You knew that shed was broken into?

- Yeah, nothing to it.
- He says it was messed up.

Maybe he didn't keep it neat.

He was a jerk
going on about his war wounds.

You checked it or you sent a uniform?

Look, I said it was nothing.

I'm gonna be over at the crime lab.

She could've been murdered in that
shed, Gaffney, murdered right there.

Frank, come in here.

What the hell was that all about?

Hey.

- It's already past one.
- I better get back to the squad room.

She's a happy kid, huh?

Who, Caroline?
Yeah, most of the time.

I'm glad she's feeling better.

Imelda's great but when she's sick
and I can't be here, I get nutty.

What about your kids? How are
they dealing with your being gone?

- Good.
- Yeah? I guess.

I dunno.
She still won't let me see them.

- Where are you here?
- Oh, Budapest.

Two months before joining the force.

Budapest, Prague, Sarajevo,
before the war.

I've never been anryhere.

I don't know why,
but I've always wanted to see Alaska.

- Y'know, Eskimos, huskies, blubber.
- Then do it.

It's harder when you have kids,
especially a baby.

Not really. Some of my best trips have
been ones I've taken with Caroline.

If you and I can get the same day off,
we should go somewhere.

- You can't get far in a day. DC?
- Sure.

Or we could just go
to the Eastern Shore.

We could do that too,
on a different day.

Hey.

I'll be right back.

This better be important.

- Who's that?
- One of Goodrich's former boyfriends.

We found out Goodrich
likes the missionary position.

Gentlemen, the forms from
the liquor board have arrived.

Excuse me, Bayliss,
we're buying a bar here, right?

So it's kind of essential we get
the liquor board's permission

- if we're gonna serve liquor.
- I said I wanna be a silent partner.

You fill out the forms, I'll sign, OK?
I'm going to finish what I started.

Tim, find out if Goodrich
had an innie or an outie.

- What's that got to do with the case?
- Nothing. Just curious.

OK, John, I'll ask you
a couple of questions,

answer absolutely and honestly,
all right?

- Of course.
- Question number one,

have you ever been arrested
for a felony or a misdemeanour?

No, next.

Come on, John, think back.

Think way back, to the hazy days
of the summer of love.

- Your callow youth.
- Yeah... No.

This is very important.

The liquor board gets a report
from the state police,

so if you got any demons
in your closet,

now is the time to set them free.

Are you implying
that in my college years

I was engaged in criminal activities?

Yes. Everybody knows you were
a major pothead. Come on, man,

I don't care if you smoked it or sold it,
did you ever get caught?

- Never!
- OK. Great.

- Can I go now, Officer?
- No, I have a couple more questions.

Can I have an attorney present?

I'm having coffee
with your wife later.

- Beth? Why?
- You think I called her?

What does she want?

My guess, she wants to interrogate me
about who you're staying with.

- Don't tell her.
- That'll be easy, I know nothing.

True.

Do me a favour, tell her to tie
Zack's baseball glove off at night.

Tie it with string, it's too stiff.
Zack will tell her how to do it.

He can't tie it tight enough.

This woman will be pouring out
her emotional guts to me

and you want me to talk about
Zack's baseball glove?

Yeah, don't forget, OK?

If things get ugly, it'll be a
nice way to change the subject.

Hey, big man, have you interviewed
Goodrich's brother yet?

Yeah, he came down from Trenton
this morning with his wife.

He wasn't much more help in person

but he did say that Katherine
always wore a gold cross.

Never took it off.
There's no gold cross on the body.

I talked to one of Goodrich's
roommates from Rosemont College.

You know, Rosemont for girls
looking for husbands from Villanova?

What'd the roomie have to say?

Nothing, she lost touch with Goodrich
after they graduated.

- Then why'd you bring it up?
- Texture.

The state's attorney
says he can get a subpoena

to compel the women's shelter
to open its files

but with appeals it'd take months.

Come on in.

Yes, I'm aware
that we don't have months.

Another meeting
with the PR department?

OK, what time?

Great. I'll see you then.

We tracked down the payphone
where the anonymous tip came from,

over on Montford Avenue.
No prints. It was wiped clean.

Roger, I wanna know about
the garden shed at the Goodrich scene,

What about it?

Yes or no, did you ignore potentially
crucial information about the shed?

- Has Pembleton been in...
- Yes or no?

I probably could've taken a closer
look, yeah.

Your sloppiness compromised this
investigation before it got started.

That sambo has been trying to nail me
since I...

You screwed up.
Don't make it worse.

I am the primary, I decide...

- We'll, I'm taking you off the case.
- What? Don't start over-reacting.

This is not a discussion.
You're off the case.

Damn!

You know what?

You are just the mermaid on the bow
of the ship. You are a showpiece.

You think you're leading the way.

All you are is a piece of painted wood
with legs instead of a tail.

Why don't you take a few days, Roger?

When you're ready, tell me where
you wanna go - maybe arson or vice.

I'll arrange the transfer, make sure
you get a fair recommendation.

'Lieutenant Russert,
Colonel Granger on line one again.'

Al, he turned his mistake
into my problem,

and I had to just stand there
and rise above it.

I know what it's like.

I'm the exceptional black man,
haven't you heard?

A breed apart, better and smarter.

God, it amazes me.

Even men I respect, really progressive
guys, still can't see how they behave.

And I see it so clearly.

Whoever said seeing it gives you power
didn't have a regular job.

Hey, Lieutenant Russert?

Ah, can I have Pembleton,
I want him to take over as primary?

Have, no. Borrow, yeah.

I just took a call, his voice was
distorted with an electronic scratch.

Another anonymous caller
alerting us to another dead woman

naked behind a church wearing
a pair of snow white cotton gloves.

We found a purse with $40.

Her name's Jennifer Lundy, she's
a nurse at the paediatric aid centre.

St Germaine, patron saint of children.

Yeah, she used to keep an eye on us
when my mother wasn't around.

Sort of like free day-care?

Yeah. If you feel like you're being
watched, you do what you're told.

Especially if you're being watched
by someone you can't see.

OK, Doctor Lausanne, talk to me.

Can't say which came first

but the contusion
caused a brain haemorrhage.

- There's a ligature mark on her neck.
- So she was strangled also?

- Probably.
- Just like Goodrich.

OK, find out if this church
has a gardening shed.

- If so, I wanna see it.
- Yes, sir.

Frank, be thorough, take your time,

but get out of here
before the press finds out.

What does Jennifer Lundy have in
common with Katherine Goodrich?

Well, I'm not one to jump
to conclusions, Frank,

but naked women who turn up dead in
trash behind churches wearing gloves,

they probably have at least one
shared acquaintance, you know?

Yeah, maybe. Or maybe our killer
has this thing for Catholics.

What's that?

With God on our side
who can stand against us?

Yeah.

I tried calling him today.
He won't talk to me.

You know men, they get upset,
they get silent.

Kay... I want him
to come over to the house tomorrow.

I have a surprise for him
but he doesn't return my calls.

Will you tell him?
Say the kids wanna see him,

but don't mention the surprise.

I'm confused. I thought
you threw him out of the house.

You said on the phone
you were sorry you got mad.

Well, yeah, I was upset.

I mean, if men get silent,
women talk too much.

It was a misunderstanding, that's all.

Beau doesn't tell me everything but...

...the problem with your marriage
might be more complicated

than a misunderstanding.

You know, sometimes
in these kinds of situations,

- you gotta be a little Zen about it.
- I should chant?

No, no. Maybe you could take
a trip with a girlfriend or something,

- get some perspective.
- I don't wanna take a trip.

I want you to get Beau to come over
when he gets off work

without letting him in
on the surprise.

- Beth...
- I'm gonna make a romantic dinner.

Get the most expensive champagne
I can find

and make my strawberry rhubarb tart
for dessert.

Will you tell him, Kay?
Please, tell him.

You should tie up
Zack's baseball glove.

Tie it up?

Yeah, you know, with string,
Tie it up tight.

'Six years ago,
Katherine Goodrich

'founded the Women's
Emergency Shelter.

'Today, her co-workers talked of her
goodness and dedication.'

'Katherine was a good woman.

'She cared very deeply
about the people that she helped.'

'As police detectives continue
to search for Katherine's murderer... '

Wait till he hears
we got another dead saint.

Bayliss, quick, come and sign
this application for the liquor board.

Hey, Lewis,
what's up with Crosetti's vacation?

I'm beginning to miss the guy.

He must be having a good time.
I ain't heard from him.

Let's go, fellas,
time for the briefing.

OK, here it is.

Jennifer Lundy, 32-years-old,
5 foot 4, 130lbs, white female.

Found in a dumpster
behind Sacred Heart Of Jesus.

- Naked with white gloves?
- Naked with white gloves.

Same cause of death as Goodrich.

Front and back head trauma
and strangulation.

Sexual assault, Gee?

Waiting for the
medical examiner's report.

Once again the crime scene
is not the murder site.

Lundy was killed
and then brought to the yard.

We have uniforms canvassing the area
within five blocks of the church.

So, now we're juggling two red balls.

Frank Pembleton will be the primary
on both cases. Frank?

OK, Stan, call Quantico, give 'em
all the details on both murders,

ask for a psychological profile
of the potential killer.

- Those things are a crock, Frank.
- Kaminski, you DMV her.

Lewis, Stepopolis,
check Lundy's apartment,

her relationships with her neighbours.

Shabaz, she worked for the paediatric
aid centre, get down there.

Munch, there was no jewellery
found on Lundy's body -

did she wear jewellery
on a regular basis and if so, what?

Higby, there were electronic scratches
on both the anonymous calls.

Were they made from the same
payphone, the same neighbourhood?

Howard, Felton, find out about family
and friends. Was she dating anyone?

I wanna know if Goodrich and Lundy
knew people in common.

We're looking for anything
that ties the two together.

What links these two victims
in the killer's mind?

Both were women in their mid-thirties,

single, both in socially conscious jobs,
both practising Catholics.

Perfect Catholics in a way.

My guess is that we're looking for
someone who hates Catholics.

With all you gotta do on the case,

- can you make this meeting tomorrow?
- Tomorrow? Tomorrow?

The liquor board commissioner?

- Oh, yeah, what time is that again?
- Munch, ten o'clock, write it down!

- Can't we do this on the phone?
- No, they want us there in person.

They're letting Bayliss off the hook
because he's secondary on the case.

Exactly right. Kinda busy
avenging dead angels here.

What, is commissioner big fish
flailing wildly about his little pond?

This is just a stupid formality.

We gotta go all the way down there
just so some puny bureaucrat,

who's overfed and probably got
bad skin, can feel powerful?

- Don't open your mouth.
- Me, not open my mouth?

No, promise me, I gotta hear it
from you. Say, "I'll be good."

- I promise I'll be good.
- And there's one other thing.

Don't wear that tie with
the little Buddhas on it. It's ugly.

What's wrong with that tie?

I wouldn't give directions to a guy
wearing that tie.

Guess, what?
That just happens to be my lucky tie.

I love that tie.
Felicia gave me that tie.

There you go, I rest my case.

- No evidence of sexual assault.
- Just like Goodrich.

OK, we know
the cause of death was the same,

Is there anything about Lundy's death
that's different?

Well, her face is clean.

- Clean?
- Someone wiped the blood away.

The position of the body
and the head trauma,

she should've been
covered with blood.

Goodrich's face was a mess.

Maybe with Goodrich,
the killer just ran out of time.

Why?

Why would he wash Lundy's face?

It took patience being so thorough.

Are you telling me that
the killer was being... careful?

Almost gentle. Gentle as a lamb.

Gentle as a lamb?

Gentle as a lamb?

Colonel Granger called again, says he
wants an update from you personally.

Your daughter called, her fever's
back, she hates lmelda

and she wants you to come home.

- Lieutenant Russert.
- It's not a good time.

You got a second victim,
same circumstances.

- We're looking at a serial killer.
- Not necessarily.

- What is it, a copycat?
- Maybe.

You got white gloves on this one?

Naomi, we'll finish this later, OK?

Mr Rhodes,
I need your continued co-operation.

If there are white gloves
on the second body,

we're definitely talking serial killer.
I've kept my mouth shut,

but you cops wanna play
fast and loose with the truth.

Nothing has changed since this morning.
No one knows about the gloves.

I need to keep it that way
to catch this guy.

You're not being responsible
to the people of this city.

- If there's a mass murderer...
- If you say that on air,

you'll cause a panic.
You'll blow the case.

I've got to, this is my job.

Yeah, but if you do your job,
you're gonna make mine impossible.

There's a nut running around town
and women need to take precautions.

Now, I would think you'd
appreciate that more than anybody,

so unless you give me reason not to,
I'll go with the story

tonight on the eleven o'clock news.

Sweet!

Here it is. The lab report on the broken
padlock from the Goodrich scene.

No fingerprints.

I got a one-way alley
leading to a brick wall.

Frank?

- Frank, did you hear what I said?
- I was wrong.

The killer doesn't hate Catholics,
the killer is a Catholic.

- What?
- Yeah.

Frank, why would a Catholic
wanna kill other Catholics,

especially good ones
like Lundy and Goodrich?

I don't know, but he's a Catholic.

He's a Catholic
and he hit a snag or something.

He got stuck working something out
and when he did, he started sailing.

Now he's sailing right over the edge.

Frank, how can you be so sure?

It takes one to know one.

In an hour
Matt Rhodes goes on the air.

When he tells his eager viewers
about the multiple murders

and the white gloves, we'll have
the national news guys all over us.

"Kid Glove Killer"
or some crap like that.

Our lines will be flooded with crank
calls. What am I gonna do, Al?

I dunno. Set up a separate hotline
maybe and watch the news, I guess.

Of course, you could always lie.

- Lie?
- Lie.

I do it all the time.

Hi, Lieutenant Russert
for Matt Rhodes, please.

Matt, hi.
We got the guy.

Not in custody, not yet,
but we know who it is.

We're building the case. We're gonna
make an arrest within 24 hours.

Matt, the gloves
are gonna nail him for us,

so if you could just hold off...

Yeah, I'll call you
with his name first.

Yes, exclusive!
Who else am I talking to?

Yeah.
OK, good, thanks.

You are bad.

Yeah, now all we need
is to find the killer in 24 hours.

Commissioner Forte, we are really
excited about buying this bar.

Where's your third wheel, Bayliss?
Timothy Bayliss.

- He's working a case.
- A very big important one.

We are too
and we have to get back ASAP.

All three of you should be here.

Hey, we don't have to reschedule?
I called ahead.

No, but we do have
a bit of a problem.

No, we don't!
We don't cos what you have before you

is the notarised documents,

the permits, signed and sealed.
It's all there.

Hey, this is just a formality, right?

No. This is when I decide
if the partners are fit

to own and operate a bar in Maryland.

And we are.
Who's fitter than a trio of cops, huh?

Your pal has a conviction.

I don't think I...
Wouldn't I remember?

Misdemeanour gambling from '84.

It's this other guy, Bayliss.

What a way to start the morning -

interviewing Jennifer Lundy's
80-year-old grandmother.

Did you tell Beth
about Zack's baseball glove?

- I told her.
- Explain about tying it tight?

No.

She wants you to come by
after work tonight, see the kids.

She said that?
She's gonna let me see the kids?

You're agitated with me, aren't you?

No, I'm not. Given the circumstances
and your inherent character flaws,

you're behaving remarkably well.

I just feel sorry for Beth.

She threw you out, she thought
she was doing the right thing,

but now she's...

She had no way of knowing you'd
move in with someone else so fast.

Wait. If I tell you who she is,
will you swear it's just between us?

- She being the other woman?
- Yeah.

I'll swear a secret holy vow of silence,

unless it's Hilary Rodham Clinton,
in which case I'm gonna tell the world.

It's Megan Russert.

No.

Beau.

So, you care about her?
Are we talking love here or what?

Yeah, I think... I dunno.
I don't know what I'm doing.

Megan's got me thinking about things
I never thought about before.

What do you mean, what things?

Like figuring out
what's really important.

I've always taken things for granted,
never questioned anything,

just... accepted whatever came along.

Like the kids?

- Hey, I love my kids, I'd die for them.
- I know you love 'em, Beau.

I'm just a dope from Billytown
that married a girl from Boring.

I don't even remember
making the decision.

Oh, come on!

Might not have felt like it
but you made a choice.

No one forced you to get married.

I think about her all the time.
I wanna be with her all the time.

I don't take showers
so I won't wash her smell off me.

What am I gonna do, Kay?

I don't know, partner,
but you gotta do something,

cos a lot of people don't wanna get
hurt any more than they have been.

I know.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

¶ Shame, shame shame

¶ I don't wanna go to Mexico
no more, more, more

¶ There's a big fat policeman
at the door, door door... ¶

I stopped by Emergency Services,
they told me you'd probably be here.

Pull up a pew, detective.

This organ is more than 100-years-old.

Father Millburn lets me play
from time to time.

Sister Magdalena,
did you know Jennifer Lundy?

I knew of her.

We were after some of the same people
for financial support.

Fundraising dollars
are pretty scarce right now.

Any idea if Katherine knew her?

Not that I'm aware of.
If she did, she never mentioned it.

Sister...

I think that the killer,
that's Katherine's murderer,

and Jennifer Lundy's murderer...

...is the same man...

...and that he's a Catholic.

Oh.

And if that's true...

When I was young I went to a great
school called St Barts For Boys.

We used to call it the fortress.

That's because the outside of the
building looked like a medieval fort.

But in fact it was an oasis,

right in the middle
of my neighbourhood.

The brothers and sisters
were very strict, you know.

My butt caught the bamboo
more than a few times,

but I didn't hate it.

I didn't hate it,
cos the rules made me feel important.

You know, it made me feel...
worth protecting.

- I felt safe.
- And then?

I went to a Jesuit high school,
St Ignatius.

The Jesuits taught me how to think.

I haven't felt safe since.

What kind of man, what kind of person
who believes in God,

turns goodness into the enemy?

Maybe someone who feels left out.

Someone in total despair,
who hates himself.

- A fallen angel?
- A lost one.

Have you considered that what
we're dealing with here is pure evil?

You believe in that, pure evil?

Yes, I do.

Are you afraid of it, pure evil?

Yes.

So am I.

Guys?

What? What?

What did you think you were doing,
Bayliss?

Huh?
Did you think it wouldn't matter?

Did you think nobody would notice?

- I mean, I can't even picture it.
- What are you talking about?

You had a small gambling problem

that you thought you'd leave off
a signed notarise affidavit

- swearing you had no convictions?
- Is that what I signed?

The liquor board
ain't gonna give us a liquor licence

on account of your little moral lapse.

What was it, Bayliss,
bookmaking, running numbers?

- A pyramid
- Like City of Vegas?

No, it's like a chain letter,
a pyramid scheme.

You get a letter telling you to send
money to the ten people listed below

and you're supposed to send
the letter out to another ten people.

Tell them to do the same as you did,
and put your name on the new letter.

If everyone plays along,
you get like a million dollars.

That was your crime, hmm?
That was your misdemeanour?

I thought it was foolproof.

I didn't know it was illegal
until I got arrested

and I haven't responded
to another once since.

I swear I haven't,
not even those chain letters,

where all you send is good luck.

Those letters come with a warning
that a curse will descend upon you

if you throw them away,
if you ignore their instructions.

- I'm being punished?
- Mm-hm.

The letter gods must be
really angry, Tim,

cos by signing that application,
you committed perjury,

and we all know the penalty for that.

You could be looking at ten years.

Handsome guy like yourself
behind bars,

probably make
a lot of lovely friends.

So, heard anything else
on that Lundy jewellery?

Well, we've got receipts
that may match jewellery...

How could I have been so...

So, Meldrick, what do you have for me?

I traced back Lundy's last three
addresses, no fights with neighbours,

no sexual harassment
from the landlord.

In fact, the only thing consistent was
all three address had Fibrolite.

Kay?

So far, no mutual friends
between Goodrich and Lundy.

OK, you're not gonna find any either.
Munch?

Lundy wore a college ring
from Sui Fredonia.

Fredonia? Isn't that a country
in a Marx Brothers movie?

Where the hell is Shabaz?
Where's Stepopolis?

It's lunchtime, Frank,
people need to eat.

A lot of people need food to live.
Not you, Frank, but a lot of people.

- I'm going for a sandwich. Want one?
- Sure, thanks. Tuna on rye.

Meldrick, get me a chocolate milk
and some potato chips.

Have we heard back from Quantico?

They oughta have a profile
by the end of the day.

Their day or our day?

Homicide.

Yeah, Levarda, what's up?

Ah?

Uh-huh.

OK, we'll be right down there.

Frank,
we need to go to evidence control.

- Why?
- Some guy down there wants to buy

Katherine Goodrich's
white cotton gloves.

Ah, Commissioner Forte.

- Yes?
- Tim Bayliss, sir.

Oh, yes.

Sir, might I have a minute
of your time?

Do you have an appointment?

- No.
- Make an appointment.

- This is a bit of an emergency, sir.
- Well, I can't see you right now.

- Have a seat.
- Good.

- Cut yourself?
- Yes, sir.

Come in.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Howard's got our work
pretty well covered for the day.

- I've got something I need to do.
- Is this a lead on the case?

No, it's... personal.

Uh-huh.

Beth's invited me over
to see the kids.

Uh-huh.

I won't go if you don't want me to go.

Are you asking me as shift commander?

No.

Then this conversation
is completely inappropriate.

- Beau.
- Yeah?

Have fun with your kids.

Look, I'm a legitimate person here.

I flew in from Houston
when I heard he was at it again.

What d'you mean, at it again?

This guy's already killed
two women in Butte, Montana.

Then another three
in Council Bluffs, lowa.

White gloves, they all wore them.

The victims, I mean.
The women. This is news to you?

What did you say your name was again?

Frederick Fuchs.

I came straight here because I wanted
to make a request for those gloves.

Or one glove, even.
I'm a collector of sorts.

In return,
maybe I can help you guys out.

There it is,
from the first victim in Butte.

One of the detectives
helped me get it.

I made it worth his while
but he couldn't give up both.

I'm hoping to quadruple my investment
once the killer's caught.

Smart move keeping them a secret.

My instincts tell me
we're getting real close.

So, who's that?

Hmm. David Berkowitz's,
father of our country.

He made it himself. Pretty cool, huh?

So, er, Mr Fuchs,

why don't we go somewhere
where we can spread out, OK?

A gambling conviction's
a discretionary thing.

I can still approve this application.

But by signing it...
you perjured yourself.

Ah, Commissioner...

Owning a bar requires a sense
of responsibility, of maturity.

Mr Forte, you're doing your job
and I understand what that's about.

We're on the same side, basically.

We both work for the city,
and there's no one to thank us.

I am not asking for
any sort of special consideration.

- Of course.
- No, sir, I am not,

and, well, your... best judgement,
that's good enough for me, sir.

Thanks.

You know this whole thing
with me and the gambling,

it's college boy silliness
is all that is,

and that application right there
is an honest -

albeit a stupid and irresponsible -
oversight on my part,

that I would like to rectify.

So...

...right here, sir, Mr Forte,
I have right here,

the real and final application
for the liquor board.

Now, if I could just get back that
working draft right there,

you know, just a quick swap
with that incomplete worksheet,

then we'd be back in business.

What d'you say?

From Ed Gein's grave.

My first prize.
I went to the funeral ten years ago.

He was the inspiration
for Norman Bates.

- You saw "Psycho", right?
- I think I see one right now.

How did you find out
about the murders in Baltimore?

From Nexus news service.
Have to be online to stay on the edge.

Got the basic facts, young women
found naked behind churches.

I put two and two together
and took the first plane out.

Do you work at all, Mr Fuchs?

I did. Sales mostly.

Now you could say
I'm an entrepreneur of the macabre.

Business is booming.

Would you know
where to find this guy?

- Me?
- Yeah.

Oh, no. I'm just a collector.

I don't meet them
until after they're in custody.

You seem to know so much about this
particular one, why is that?

He's baffled police from the start.

There's been some downtime.
He hasn't killed anyone in a year.

He's clever. No traces.

The only evidence I know about,
besides the gloves,

- was a wig in Council Bluffs.
- What kind of wig?

A wig. Red-headed, found at the scene.
They're pretty sure it's the killers,

that he goes around disguised.

I tried to buy the wig but my timing
might've been off on that one.

I can entertain Mr Fuchs, Frank,
if you feel you gotta make a call.

I'm usually only interested
in the most notorious.

I mean, the really big names and
I have a serious hunch about this one.

Very media bound.

How about the cassette?

Ah, now this'll be worth something
someday.

I've been corresponding with Dhamer.

- Jeffrey Dhamer?
- He's a bit of a dud actually,

but he's into that Gregorian sound.

I'm just borrowing it, hoping if
he's executed, he'll let me keep it.

Frank Pembleton,
Baltimore City Homicide.

Yes, I'll hold.

Meldrick, call VICAP,
give 'em all the details,

see if there are other cities
with this kind of serial killer.

Yes.

Mm-hm. Well, I'm down here
in Baltimore working a multiple

that might bring back bad memories -
dead women with white gloves.

Uh-huh.

Were all the victims Catholics?

Yeah, that's the same here.

I heard about a wig.
A red wig.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Kay said to stop by, to see the kids.
How's it going?

- Good.
- Where are they?

At my mums.

- Even the baby?
- Yeah.

Jesus, Beth, then why...

I've got you a jacket.

Forget it.

No, it was dumb,
cutting it up like that.

Yeah, you were a little scary.

I gotta go.

Wait.

Zack's glove.

- I didn't know what to do.
- Where's the string?

Here.

You wanna go inside?
I'll get you a beer or something.

No, I'd rather stay out here.

Beau, I wanted to say I'm sorry.

I made a mistake...

...and I want you to come home.

Beth,

you know how sometimes
a negative can be a positive?

Your making me leave
was like a wake-up call.

I've got things I need to figure out,
Beth,

- and I can't be with you to do it.
- I want you to come home.

We want you to come home.
Why can't you figure it out at home?

I can't.

Zack's been moping around the house.

You know he sleeps with that
damn glove? Come home, Beau!

- Beth, please.
- We're a family.

We should be together.

Let's at least go inside
and discuss it, OK? Come on.

I wanted to see the kids!

I just thought, you know...

I just thought we should be alone.

I gotta go.

Frank, are we keeping an eye
on Fuchs?

We can't rule anybody out
at this point.

He's staying at the Tremont.
I gave him a lift.

You exploiting
some investment options, Stan?

Do you wanna buy a wig?

Like Lieutenant Russert says,
Fuchs may be our man.

No, I confirmed that he was on
a 5:00am flight from Houston.

He may be weird
but he's not our killer.

D'you get anryhere with the wig?

Council Bluffs homicide
are sending the wig overnight.

I still have a call out
to the cops in Butte.

So, we're looking for
a Catholic cross-dresser?

A well-travelled,
murderous transvestite? Come on!

Has VICAP sent over a list
of similar crimes?

Not yet but we do have something
from Quantico.

Stan, show her
the psychological profile.

OK.

We are looking for a...
"psychotic, organised offender.

"Highly intelligent, methodical,

"usually a good talker,
stylish dresser,

"likes to collect trophies
such as clothing or body parts.

"Follows the news,
enjoys baiting authorities,

"and hangs around police stations."

- So far it sounds like you, Stan.
- Sure.

I don't believe,
given the information we've got,

they can come up with a profile
that fits.

That's voodoo, that's astrology,
reading entrails.

It's science, technology, the future,
get used to it, Stan.

Let's get copies out to everybody
anryay, OK?

Howard, homicide.

Frank, it's Butte.

Hello, Pembleton.
Thanks for getting back to us so soon.

We got two dead women here, without
any clothing, wearing white gloves.

No, I haven't heard back from VICAP.
Recover anything at the crime scene?

Her jewellery, clothing,

anything that might belong
to the killer or the victim?

No?
OK, let me take down your number.

Over here, I think this is it.

This is where the guy on the phone
said we'd find her.

- Hey, Mike.
- What you got?

Naked woman.

Behind a church.

- Can't see her hands.
- Here they are over here.

- You wanna call it in?
- Not really.

Ask for Pembleton,
Frank Pembleton,

it's his case.