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She knows about the future. I get tuned in to an event or a person.

Oh, it's a killer.

You belong to me. The killer strangles by usable wire.

No!

That old man.

There's a connection between your music and her vision. The challenge is we've

got to find him.

He's gonna kill me.

No sense of running.

To die.

Karen Alden?

Yes, you can go

You

want

some good advice If you're holding something back, you're gonna pay a big

You could be named an accessory What are you talking about miss Alden? We're

dealing with a serial killer Yes, I know that, but what are you saying to me?

Come on, you took us right to the body. Then you told her she saw it in her

dream? Please, could you just let me out of here?

You understand we may need to question you again.

I need to use the phone I called Kat.

Dial nine to get out.

McCall, nothing shows me that... Miss Hendricks' assailant is the scrapbook

killer. Lieutenant, sure you're not going to dismiss an eyewitness report,

you? We're not going to dismiss anything. You know that, McCall. I know

he's the scrapbook killer.

Lieutenant!

In the first place, Miss Hendricks has already identified the composite of your

killer. Give me a break, McCall. You know how people react to those drawings,

especially victims.

In the second place, Miss Hendricks has already told you that during the course

of the attack... I know that.

She saw what she thought was a piece of wire in the jacket pocket of her estate.

And we already know the killer strangled by use of a wire. Yes, McCall, we do

know that. And in the third place, she believed that this was the one and the

same man.

And in the fourth place, Lieutenant... Who is that man? I believe that, too.

Some guy puts an ad in the tape, calls himself the equalizer.

McCall... Lieutenant, if that man is the killer, he has Miss Hendricks' purse.

If she sees that guy again, let us know right away.

Thank you for your help, Lieutenant.

Come on, listen.

Yes, I'm still here.

I need a cab.

My name is Karen Alden.

There she is!

Hey, that's not... This radio directs to the police and the body of the scramble

killer's latest victim. Police!

Leave me alone.

You guys have psychic powers, Miss Austin. Go away.

Done it again.

What you've actually seen is yet another murder.

Well, I didn't really see the murder the first time, just an abandoned store and

a body.

This time I saw everything.

And this time you don't want to go to the police?

Well, they didn't just question me.

They suspect me, Mr. McCall. They think I know this scrapbook killer.

What? What kind of killer?

scrapbook. So called because apparently he steals photos from the wallets of his

victims. Yeah, that one. And you don't.

You don't know him. No,

I don't.

The young lady I was with at the police station this morning also had an

encounter with this man. She was very lucky.

Karen, isn't it possible that you...

have put together something that you read in a newspaper, or something maybe

that you heard... And then figured out where the body was?

Thank you, but I'm really not Agatha Christie, and we're not dealing in

Either I know the killer, or I'm clairvoyant.

Which is... Well, I'm not much of a believer in the paranormal.

I wish I had that choice.

Can you help me?

Well, I do what I can.

Would you excuse us for a moment?

Holly.

What do you think, Holly?

I think she's a valedictorian. There's a space again.

Oh, come on.

You a believer, McCall?

No, I mean, all I ask is that you just accept that the possibility is there,

that's all.

Of course, the main problem is to help this young woman with her

fears. And, of course, that's very difficult for me to do because at the

I am looking after Miss Hendricks.

So I was, you know, wondering if you...

is to choose from.

I don't know. It could be anywhere.

All we need is a starting point.

I'm just so new to the city.

Relax. We'll find it.

Just try to describe the place.

The skyline, buildings, anything you saw.

Or heard.

Well, uh... It was near the water.

There was some kind of a condemned structure.

And, uh... And I could see the Statue of Liberty off in the distance behind it.

It doesn't narrow down much.

Oh, there were seagulls, and, uh... It was burnt out.

And...

It was an old pier.

That's good.

Now, which way was the Statue of Liberty facing?

Head on to me. Um, maybe a little to my right, but not much.

Sounds like it ought to be Brooklyn.

Okay, let's go.

Brooklyn?

Get off here.

The waterfront is just beyond those old subway cars.

There may be a steer there.

Turn in here.

What do you think?

I'm not sure.

This could be the place, but I'm not positive.

Well, is there some way to be sure? I mean, how do these things work?

What do you mean?

Well, I don't know.

You tell me.

I'm not in the habit of tracking visions.

You don't believe any of this, do you?

I think we've found it.

Easy. Watch your head.

Looks like he's the only one here Guess is back

to the old crystal ball.

You think it's some kind of an act some kind of put on

I was only kidding around. No, you weren't.

You think I'm making this all up?

Hey, want to know something?

I thought you'd be glad that we didn't find a dead body. I am, but I don't like

being made fun of by anybody.

Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

I was right.

No.

No.

No.

I don't want this.

Karen, I want to try to help you.

I pray I'll be wrong.

That the terrible thing I see won't ever really happen.

Listen, I really don't understand. I mean, I cannot imagine what it's like

to see the future and be powerless to stop it from coming true.

It's like this feeling of doom when you know what's coming.

I've had it all my life.

The first time was when I was 12.

My father was driving home from the mountains and I

saw his car skid out of control right into an oncoming truck.

Oh, no.

Well, it was a long time ago.

But I always felt I could have stopped it.

If I just could have made somebody believe in me.

Don't do that to yourself. Who could have possibly believed you?

Oh, they all did.

After the fact.

Because people find it threatening.

Well, when they learn that you have this phenomenal insight,

they treat you differently, like you're not normal.

Yeah, but I guess...

It isn't exactly what you call normal.

No, but I am.

Anyway, what's normal? I mean, look at me, Harley.

I'm just an ordinary, everyday person.

I don't want to know the things I know, the things I pick up.

It just comes to me.

Oh, I wish I could pretend I didn't know.

But... But somebody's in danger here. I can't just pretend I don't know.

It's going to work out.

Everything's going to be all right.

No.

No, it's not.

I'm still getting things.

It's still happening.

Could you tell me something more? I mean, could you be more specific?

The number 1619 keeps coming to me, but I... I can't connect it to anything.

And I'm starting to pick up the word louder.

Just the word.

Louder.

Something must be louder in some way.

The only thing I'm certain of is this song I've been hearing.

But all I can remember is the lyric...

Subway shuttle in this town that goes from somewhere to somewhere.

Subway shuttle in this town goes and goes, uh,

runs.

Subway shuttle in this town runs from death to birth.

Shadow man gets on the train somewhere beneath the earth.

That's it.

That's the dog. Right, yeah, but now, who wrote it? What's the name of the

group?

Anthem or Anchor or Angerer.

It's right on the tip of my tongue.

Archon. That's it.

Archon.

Let's go.

Great. I'll just be a second.

How do you know so much about rock music anyway?

Oh, just something I picked up.

I've been listening to the radio a lot.

I was, uh... Chris.

What?

How do you know that?

I knew it the first time I saw you.

See, that's the kind of thing I'm talking about. I mean, you learn to hide

sex like that.

Ah, wow.

That's unnerving.

Tell me about it.

Listen, you know, I wasn't guilty. I mean...

And besides, I was pardoned.

Yes, yes, I know. I was framed. I was beaten on a bum ramp. I know.

I

know.

Aaron,

what is it?

He's with them.

I think he's missing right now.

But we have to find out where that band

is. I think they're playing somewhere. Right this minute.

Don't be scared. I won't let anything bad happen to you.

It's because of rehearsal.

It's all right.

I got a backstage pass.

I know you.

I'm coming for you!

Go back inside!

Go back inside and wait for me!

is extremely difficult for you.

But you do have to continue. You realize that, don't you?

I just... I can't seem to shake it.

Neither can I.

I just thought so clearly. I mean, I saw Harley fall, and everything I saw

happened, except you didn't get shot.

Oh, thank God I was wrong.

Lucky those garbage cans were there.

Those bullets had my name written all over them.

Well, the killer was there.

You're right about that. The challenge is we've got to find him.

And we've got to find him now.

What about the police?

I told the cops at the scene what happened.

But my description of him wasn't much better than the police composite.

So, Harley, what have we got?

A lot of little details that don't seem to fit anywhere yet.

Like... The number, 1619.

Karen seems to be getting that still, very strongly.

And then there's a subway involved.

And then the name Jojo.

Jojo? What's that?

I think it's connected to the subway somehow, but I can't be sure.

Oh, and the word.

Louder.

All right, Karen.

Have you tried listening to the song a little louder, with the volume turned

Nothing. It brings nothing.

Subway.

Subway shuttle.

Like the shuttle from Times Square to Grand Central. I just can't say.

You know, but it does seem that everything in this song that's about a

means something.

That he commits murders in the settings of the song, is that what you're saying?

And for some reason, he and I are tuned into it.

Like there's some kind of frequency that the killer

and I are both on.

Well, we obviously haven't got all the answers, have we?

Harley is going to talk to the composer of the song.

Perhaps she ought to go with him.

I don't know, she might pick something up.

And I'm going to talk further with Vera Hendricks.

The thing is, it's so scary. I really don't want to be alone.

Well, you're not going to be alone.

He's very good at taking care of people.

Let's go.

Uh, my name's Sage.

Hey, wait a minute. You're the guy that chased that dude out of here.

I heard gunshots.

No problem.

You ain't looking for no trouble, all right? Yeah, man.

I should leave.

Uh, wait a minute.

I need your help.

You can still leave in one piece.

Look, uh, I got a problem. I gotta discuss with your boss here for a

Sorry, man. Ain't gonna be time.

Go, go!

Will you quit messing with us?

Hey, back in town. I need your help.

I'm calling the cops. Like hell you are. You know one of your fans or your

groupies or maybe one of your band is in the habit of killing people?

What are you talking about?

You heard about the scrapbook killer? Yeah.

Hey, wait a minute, man. We got nothing to do with that. Yes, you do. You know

that dude I chased out of here? Well, he doesn't call himself the scrapbook

killer. He's convinced. He's Shadow Man.

Shadow Man's the name of our new single. Right. And he's killing an imitation of

it. So you're blaming us.

No.

I'm asking for your help.

There's a connection between your music and that maniac.

He's trying to live out your song.

Anybody know who I'm talking about?

Huh? A big guy, long brown curly hair, bright crazy eyes. Anybody?

He's talking about Zorro.

Remember that guy from the trouble with the tape deck?

What do you mean?

This cat we call Zorro.

He got caught taping a rehearsal, and Russ over there took his deck away from

him, and we finally sent it back to him.

Sent it where?

To his home.

His name and address are etched on the back of the thing.

Anybody keep a record of those things? Your manager, maybe?

Yeah.

I keep a record.

I'm the manager. I got everything on floppies in the office.

Carl Lauder.

The date.

Here we go.

Lawyer.

Come on.

Don't worry, I'm blue.

You're looking for Carl?

Yes.

Carl Lauder.

But his name is Lauder.

Lauder.

That's it.

Yeah, that's it.

He said he was expecting somebody to come.

Really? Huh.

Uh, you know him pretty well, do you?

Nobody knows him. I speak to him.

Yeah, here's his key.

Thanks. He recognized you.

He knows I'm after him.

He's connected us both.

So now he's playing mind games, hmm?

Doesn't look like he plans on coming back very soon.

I'm getting a lot, but... It's not so general. If I could... If I could find

something of his, maybe it would trigger a more specific image.

Good enough.

One booby trap means always another.

Great.

16 9

Wait a minute, Shadow Man.

Aren't you finished with killing?

You tell her that.

She knows about the future. Ask her.

She's dead and so are you if you get in my way.

Shadow Man.

We've got to get out of here.

Now.

Karen's connection with the killer is on a psychic level.

Oh, Karen, how terrifying for you.

Is that why you brought me here?

I want you to tell Karen exactly what happened to you.

Well, he attacked me in a subway train.

Oh, God.

Karen, what's wrong? What is it?

Nothing.

There's a connection with the subway train in the feelings I've been getting.

Is there something of yours I could hold, something personal?

Sometimes it helps me sense things better.

Well, I've worn this for years. This is good. Yes, perfect. Thank you.

It's me.

He's going to kill me in an abandoned subway car

with the name Jojo written on the side of it.

It's on a siding near the water.

Karen, didn't we see it?

Yes.

We passed it on the way to the pier.

I remember.

Karen, we must use that vision to our advantage.

How? By taking what might come true and redirecting it.

For that, we're going to depend on you.

Mr. McCall, I'll do anything.

No sense in running.

You belong to them.

Keep away from them.

You're about to go into shadow.

I'm going to help you.

But don't kill me.

I have to.

Then you become a saddled being.

But you... You know the fun.

Don't you?

Don't you?

Don't you know?

It's over.

It's finished.

Get down on the floor now.

Right now.

You heard him.

It's over.

Oh.

Charlie, for the use of the rig.

Listen, you sure you won't take a little something from me for blocking the

street? Not from you, Robert.

Give me a call any time.

Take care, Charlie. Take care.

We found the scrapbook with pictures of all the victims in the back seat of the

car and Sarah's purse.

Proved she was right.

Yeah. I guess I owe her an apology.

I'm just glad it all worked out.

You going to be all right?

Yes.

Maybe I'll even be able to start sleeping nights now.

Thank you, Robert.

Sasha?

Harley, uh... Well,

it's finally over.

You are relieved, aren't you?

Well, yes, in a sense.

Yes, it must be very difficult living with such a gift.

Gift?

I've always thought of it as a curse.