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Tonight, on The Census.
They said he was killed by some kind of blow -doh.
You don't think... I don't think anything yet.
Tonight he has a census.
In the end, are they going to kill everybody or what? They'd never go
someone in the back, let alone an unarmed woman.
You know, I'm really wishing you had your census back. It's so simple, the
is dead.
He told us what we got to do, now come on!
In the jungles of Peru, the fight for survival heightened his census.
Now, Detective James Ellison is a sentinel in the fight for justice.
Seeing before others see.
Sensing what others can.
An ever -vigilant watchman in the war against crime.
Gotcha!
Throw your gun on the other side of the counter and put your hands in the air.
I'm a police officer.
Don't move.
Just relax.
I'm sorry, sir.
All I saw was your gun.
I'm sorry.
You're a hell of a shot.
I never saw your badge.
Australian Aborigine music.
It's supposed to get my internal rhythms in harmony. It's a meditation aid. Sort
of like the Outback version of biofeedback.
Oh, it's a little annoying.
What's the matter with you?
I shot a man today.
He was a security guard.
My eyesight kicked in and all I saw was a gun.
Did you kill him?
No, there's been a couple of break -ins at the mall. He was wearing a Kevlar
vest. We got a couple of broken ribs, but he's going to be all right.
How are you doing?
It was an honest mistake, right?
One I made because of my senses.
Come on, you can't blame it on that.
I nearly killed an innocent man today.
Hey,
Jim, what's up? Did you burn something?
No, Sparky, you did.
Oh, no. I just went down to go get the paper.
I'm sorry. I've done it a million times.
Yeah, well, once you buy us a new toaster, don't make it a million and
right? Hey, Jim, I said I'm sorry. What's with the attitude?
I'm just going through some stuff. I didn't even smell it. What do you mean
didn't smell it? What's up? You're usually like a human smoke alarm.
That's not all. I was just about to shave, and I had some cream in my
so I was going to put it on my face, and it just felt totally different, like it
wasn't the same.
It wasn't the same as what?
It felt like it used to, before all this sentinel stuff.
You mean like it felt normal?
psychological trauma. I mean, you're subconsciously suppressing your sentinel
abilities. Whatever.
It's no big deal.
You're right. I mean, we have been through two or three of these situations
before. We'll get through it.
You're missing the bus here, Chief. Maybe this time I don't want to get
it.
What? What are you talking about? Jim, Captain's holding a line, too.
Thank you, Rhonda.
Yes, son.
Where?
I'll be there in ten minutes.
Take your coat off, Chief.
I got a body at Bayside Park and the captain's requested that you be there.
Dave, that's on line 29.
Come on, Jim.
You can't deny that your sentinel abilities gave you an edge. Let me tell
something, Chief.
I was a good detective before the sentinel thing kicked in. I'm not
weren't. And I'll be a good detective if it never comes back. You savvy? I'm
sure you will.
Jim, I read this report from last night. You should be okay.
I want you to take some down time this afternoon, though, and talk to the
Department of Shrink. It won't be nothing, Terry Simon.
It's nothing we can't handle, sir.
Sandberg, just a second.
You taking classes in psychology now?
Well, uh, yeah, I've taken a few.
I've had a few in anatomy, but I don't think you want me performing bypass
surgery on you, do you?
No problem, Simon. I'm 100%. Victim's been ID'd as Bud Torrent, vice president
of Cyclops Oil.
Apparently, he was walking his dog. Motive doesn't appear to be a robbery.
was still in his wallet. What I wanted you to see was the cause of death.
Emmy's preliminary report suggests that the victim went into almost instant
paralysis.
You recognize it?
Yeah, it looks like it could be from the La Matanya region in Peru.
Jim, you're on the case. Copy Sandberg on everything.
Copy Sandberg? What do you mean, like an official assignment?
Well, that toy in his neck would put this into your area of expertise,
it?
Yeah. Yeah, it would.
Great.
Quite a while since I've seen one of these.
Yeah.
It looked authentic, but who would use a blowgun in the middle of a cascade?
You got me.
You see these marks?
Uh -huh.
It's a Chopec dart.
The tribe that took me in.
I'm having a hard time understanding why a Chopec Indian, one of the last
primitive people left, is just going to up and travel 5 ,000 miles from a
rainforest in Peru and land here in Cascade.
Hey, this is the gun that Torn was carrying.
He had a permit.
Fired recently?
Well, there's an empty shell in the chamber, but no sign of the slug.
Now, his right hand tested positive for powder, but forensics will have to take
him back to the lab to do a full test on him.
Thanks. All right.
See you guys.
Jim, you should go over that gun. All right.
I thought I'd find anything he missed.
Excuse me.
Detective Ellison?
Yeah. I'm Mitch Yeager, vice president in charge of security for Cyclops Oil.
Officer said you were in charge of the investigation?
Yeah, that's right. This is my associate, Blair Sandberg.
You're here to extend my company's resources?
Anything we can do to help find Blood's killer?
Was Mr. Torn in South America recently?
Yeah, he was down there overseeing our operations. Got back about six weeks
They said he was killed by some kind of blow dart.
You don't think it? I don't think anything yet.
George Spalding, Cyclops' president, was a close friend of Bud's. He'd like to
meet with you.
Here?
I can be there in an hour.
I've been pals with Bud Torrance since the 10th grade, Detective.
His wife and mine are best friends.
Our kids play together.
Whoever did this thing, nobody wants him caught more than I do.
Thanks, Monica.
Jen?
Blair Sandberg.
Hey. What in the world are you doing here? My partner. He's a detective. He's
a meeting with Gerald Spalding. Oh, about Bud Torin. What a nightmare.
Yeah, yeah.
Wait a minute.
Are you trying to tell me you're a cop now?
No, no, I'm not a cop. I'm more like an advisor to the police department. I
don't get a gun or a badge or anything cool like that.
Well, what about you? I mean, who would have thought after chaining ourselves to
those redwoods that you'd end up working here?
Actually, I'm vice president in charge of environmental affairs.
You know, the company's handling of those issues set a standard for the
industry. Well, you've changed a lot.
That doesn't mean I don't like the change.
Thanks.
Torn jeans or business suit. Underneath, I'm still the same person.
I'm still sorry I never got to find that out firsthand.
Sorry.
Engaged.
It's terrible.
Not for you, of course. It's terrible for me.
Do you know if he had any enemies or Ellie needed anybody while he was
things down in Peru?
No, but it was a straight shooter. Of course, there's always a chance he might
have stepped on a few toes.
Well, it appears from the murder weapon that was used, our killer has some
connection to the local tribes down there.
Our relationship with the indigenous people couldn't be better. They see us
coming, boy.
They just roll out that red grass, man.
Even if it means stepping on a few toes, huh?
Figure of speech, detective.
Right. We'll keep you updated.
Sure. And anything I can do, please call.
Well, there is one more thing.
Any idea why Torn was carrying a gun last night?
I didn't know Bud owned a gun.
I don't know, Blair.
I'd probably have to get access to some pretty confidential materials.
All I'm asking you to do is just pay a little bit more attention to your
company's involvement down in Peru.
We're just trying to find Bud Torrance's killer.
I'll see what I can do.
Good, good.
I've got to run.
Hug?
Yeah.
I'll call you.
Who was that?
It's an old friend of mine.
It's pretty hard to deny an old friendship, huh?
Jim, what kind of dog do you think I am?
One that would jump a table leg.
The army buddy who works at the Pentagon now got really satellite photos of the
La Montaña region.
This here is the Ucayali region, which means that this town here at Pucaipa,
this land here is Chopec territory.
Hey, uh, what's this line sneaking through the jungle?
What are you talking about?
Here, Jim, why don't you use the magnifying glass?
Come on, man. This problem is all psychosomatic. Why don't you let
the hook?
I mean, think about how many times the church senses have helped you and saved
the lives of other people. If they lead me to one fatal error, none of it has
been worth it. You follow?
Hey, what's this?
Magnifying glass?
My vision's been downgraded to normal, Captain.
What's going on here, Sandberg? Are you okay, too?
Yes, I'm fine, sir. There's no problem. I'm good here yet.
100%, yeah.
Allison. Let's forget you.
I think he's talking about me, John.
Dave, you're getting on more.
Yeah, hey, Blair Semberg.
Janet, how you doing? I checked the inventory records of our Peru operation.
A lot of big equipment has disappeared over the past several months.
There are inconsistencies in the payroll records, but they're just written off
as accounting errors.
I also found a couple of references to a company I've never heard of before.
Hale Corporation.
Well, I'm just looking at a satellite photo of the La Montaña region, and it
looks like there's roads cut right in the middle of the rainforest.
La Montaña?
That's not possible.
Janet, I'm looking at the picture right now.
No, there's an oil field underneath that region, but it's protected by
environmental law. It can't be exploited.
Well, then somebody's breaking the law.
Let me do a little more digging.
I'll get back to you.
Let's see.
Hey, did Janet call?
No.
There's something I've been meaning to tell you about that dart that killed Bud
Torrent. The markings that were on it.
It was Chopak, right?
Yeah, but each individual in the tribe has his distinct markings that he puts
the weapon.
Do you know whose dart it is?
The markings are unconscious.
Conscious?
The shaman who guided you?
Yeah.
You think he's the one that killed Torrin?
Let's ask him.
I recognized a shaman, the great village, but what's
Inquiry? Inquiry is my tropic name. He wants to know if you're going to be my
spiritual guide in the city.
Tell him that I learned from him, he learns from me.
It's more like a partnership.
He doesn't buy that, does he?
What did he say to him?
I said, my house is yours.
Look around.
He said he and four other Chopecks stowed away on a freighter.
They came to Cascade in search of the chief of the Great Eye.
What's the Great Eye?
Cyclops oil.
The Great Eye has been responsible for the death of several of his tribesmen.
It's been cutting down the forest and... killing the water and the land with its
black poison.
He's afraid the Chopec are going to vanish forever.
They've come here to capture the great chief, to bring him back to Chopec land
so he can stand trial in front of the tribal elders.
Oh, do they even know who they're looking for?
Yeah.
Harold, hold on.
It's Chopec Casamagac leaking them back to Peru.
For killing their land?
probably kill him.
What about Torrin? They confronted him in the park, hoping he'd lead them to
Spalding. Torrin pulled out a gun and shot one of them in the shoulder.
Katcha hit him in the neck with a dart from his blowgun.
Self -defense.
What are you going to do?
Legally, I have to arrest him.
Jimmy can't do that. Prison environment will kill him.
Why do you think I have waited even telling you about the markings on the
But if I don't arrest him, you know, the brass finds out.
You're in pretty deep.
I can't do that.
I never thought I'd see the day you'd throw out the book.
What?
Yes, but that... What do you think?
Great music.
You say that there's a password problem?
Yeah, if I don't download Mr. Spalding's files to a zip drive and get it to him
at the airport by midnight... This is an after -hours call, you know.
Double time.
Whatever it takes. Can you please hurry?
I told Mr. Spalding a hundred times, you got a password, you write it down, you
keep it in a safe place.
Sometimes your own hard drive can crash too, you know. Look, my job is on the
line here.
Do you think... Done.
Thank you. Just put the bill in my box.
He says he needs me to help the tribe capture Spalding. Well, Jim, you got to
tell him that you can't just go around capturing people. We have laws.
There is no American law.
There's no Chopeck law.
There's only justice.
I was accepted into the tribe as a Chopec. That's where my allegiance lies.
My people are in jeopardy.
My obligation is to help the people stop the killing and save the land.
I just told him that I
will help stop the killing.
But there will be no capturing Spalding or anybody else.
He doesn't look convinced, Jim. He just said he can't believe these words
are coming from me.
I just told him I have no more power.
You said a sentinel will always be a sentinel.
But it chooses to be.
Hello? Blair? It's me, Janet.
Hey, Janet. How you doing? We're talking about a huge operation in a protected
reserve. Okay.
Remember, the most important thing is physical evidence.
I'm printing out pages of it.
What they're doing down there is completely illegal.
Jen, are you still in your office?
Yeah, but it's just me and the cleaning crew.
Listen, Blair, I've worked for this company for three years.
I can't believe they've lied to me the entire time.
And worse than that, they made me a part of their lies.
Look, can you meet me at my car in the company garage?
I still have the Mustang.
A Mustang?
Wow.
Remember when we took that up the coast of the anti -nuke rally?
Top was down, wind in our hair. That was beautiful.
Here we go with the table leg again.
Janet, look, we can be there in 15 minutes.
Okay, bye.
Looks like she found a paper trail about a mile long.
Check the room. Right.
Any sign of him out here?
I feel like I'm wearing blinders and I got earplugs in.
I'm really wishing you had your senses back.
No, I don't. I just got to get used to it.
Let's go.
We could have gotten far.
Just one more time around the block. We've been around the block five times.
know we can find him. We got to go meet Janet. I told her 15 minutes.
Damn it.
We're not getting anywhere this way.
You know, I'm really wishing you had your senses back.
It's over. The Sentinel thing is dead.
Dead. All right, man.
What's bugging you?
What's bugging me?
Yeah.
Do you think Simon Banks is going to let this partnership continue if there's no
legitimate reason for me to be here?
I don't know.
I think the Captain has developed kind of an abiding tolerance for you. What
about you?
You sure as hell don't need me around if you don't have your Sentinel abilities.
What are you worried about? You're not going to complete your dissertation?
Come on, Jim.
I had enough information for ten dissertations. I could have finished
ago. So are you installing?
Yeah.
I mean, what do you expect me to just go jump back into my academic life?
It'll be like jumping off a roller coaster, spending the rest of my life on
merry -go -round.
You know, we're late, Chief.
I don't know where this Janet could be right now.
Oh, my God.
I can't believe this. Looks like a Jopek.
Jim, what the... The hell is going on here, man? I mean, in the end, they're
just going to kill everybody that's associated with Cyclops oil, or what?
whoa. These people are here for justice, not murder.
They'd never shoot anybody in the back, let alone an unarmed woman.
Who the hell did this, man?
Just settle down.
I should never have gotten her involved in this, man.
No documents on her or the car. Now, my guess is that whoever did this, they
want to make damn sure that we don't get in those files.
What is it, Mitch?
I'm addressing the shareholders at noon.
Two executives have been killed in the past two days. Our stock is going right
through the damn pavement.
Last night, Janet Myers had computer services crack your code.
Then she downloaded everything on block 18.
What?
Don't worry, Jer. No one will ever tie her murder to us.
I made it look like the same Indians that got Bud.
You killed Janet Myers?
She was taking the files to the cops.
That would have cost you, me, and a few dozen other people a long stretch behind
bars. No, no, no, no.
Whatever you did, you did on your own. I am not involved in murder.
Not unless the victim's skin is brown, he lives in a hut, and he's standing in
the way of one of your bulldozers.
I'm late.
In any case, you never should have had access to those files.
We need to tighten things up around here.
What if Myers already went to the cops with information about the operations in
Peru? It never got that far, and I destroyed the files.
You just deal with the stockholders, Jenner. I got everything else under
control.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Whoever killed Myers was after documents that she was trying to get to us.
Papers that implicate people within Cyclops. I think our suspect is
the company.
But this Enchaca, he is Bud Torrance's murderer.
Enchaca, sir.
His name is Enchaca.
He's already confessed to me with a strong claim of self -defense.
So we have him in custody?
Uh, he was.
He's managed to slip away, Captain.
Slip away?
Jim.
You let a confessed murderer, a primitive one at that, escape?
The minute he confessed, you should have had him in constant on his way to the
station.
Hey, guys.
Jim, I found this in my mailbox this morning. It's addressed to Blair.
You know, Sandberg, Taggart. I guess it's all the same to the mailroom.
Sandberg's mail has been showing up all over the station. What, is this one from
a woman, too?
It looks like it.
Sandberg gives it out at the station as his address.
I think he thinks he's impressed with the girls.
Yeah, well, I'd be impressed if you get Sandberg his own mailbox.
What is it? These are from Myers.
These are copies of the documents she said she was going to get to us.
Check them out.
It's me.
Round up Schuster and Wayne, and I want everyone packing.
JVSF's balding, and I'm not taking them on alone.
Why am I so stupid? Why am I so stupid? Why did I get her involved?
Oh, no.
Oh.
The gist of this seems to be something about Block 18, which is an illegal oil
operation on protected land in Lama Teng.
Looks like they've been using the assets and machinery of Cyclops to exploit the
oil. And then they've followed the profits into this Hale Corporation.
Janet's note says that Hale's a phony company owned by Gerard Spalding.
Excuse me.
Allison.
All right, Blair, just calm down. I'm on my way.
Looks like our murder suspect's been shot.
Ambulance is on its way.
They captured
Spalding.
They're taking him to some boat that leaves tonight.
Who shot him?
From the description, it sounds like Jaeger.
He followed Spalding to Chobik.
They're taking him to a forest in the sky.
What the hell does that mean?
Sentinel me.
He wants me to become the sentinel once again and to help save the tribe.
Good, good. It's about time.
Hey, hey.
He passes over the way of the shaman to you.
He wants you to guide them by animal spirit.
Jim, ask him how I do that. I don't know how to do that.
Well, listen to me. You are not taking this body to the morgue. I will arrange
for a... Jim, come on. Hey, listen to me. There are rituals.
There are things a chauvinist must do in order to prepare a body after death.
Now, you know that. I know that. Of course I do. But right now, these people
have to do their job. Hey!
No photos!
I'll break everything.
All right, all right. Stop with the pictures. I want these people to respect
I want this man to respect me.
Don't tell these people. I will call Simon. I want this man to respect me.
going to call Simon. Take charge of the body. No, that's not going to work. I
need you to listen to me. What the hell are you going to do? Are you going to
tell me to calm down? No, I'm not going to tell you to calm down. I need your
emotions up, and I need them open. You've got to get your senses back. You
what he said.
You've got to become the sentinel to save the tribe. What the hell am I going
do? I don't know where anybody is, huh?
I'm forcing this guy. I don't know either, all right? Right now, we know
there's at least one gunman on their path. He told us what we've got to do.
come on!
Jim, we have got one shot here at stopping the bloodshed. Now, I can help
but really, it's up to you.
How? What if I can't do it? You can do it.
Now, a sentinel will always be a sentinel as long as he chooses to. So
choice, damn it, and put this on.
How many times are we going to go through this? Put it on.
Can you hear me? Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Okay.
Picture in conscious spirit.
Okay, now he wants you to help the tribe.
Now travel to where?
The animal spirit lives, okay?
Once we see it.
What do you fear?
I fear being a Sentinel.
What do you fear?
Your responsibility.
Sentinel or not, your responsibility is to be accountable for your actions.
To learn from your mistakes, just like any man.
And my senses?
Reject them and the responsibility remains.
Accept them, and you accept the gift.
They say it may rain.
Forest in the sky, Jim.
Forest in the sky.
there like good little Indians.
Hey, Jer.
I saw that in a movie once.
What are you doing?
Why didn't you just get the police, Mitch?
It's a kidnapping.
It's more than that.
There it is.
Let's take him out.
Oh, Mitch, you can't be serious.
Don't worry, Jer.
We've got silencers.
They're going to kill the Chopeck.
Well, you've got to do something. You've got to get up there.
Hey!
Hey, hey!
Get up there!
You guys get out there. Yeah, but we can't do this. Let's get out there! Yes,
sir. What are we going to do? That could be the police.
put down your weapon and come out put your hands where I can see them I'm not
armed
Put your head behind your head.
Put it behind your head.
Drop it behind your back.
I had no idea any of this was going on.
You just collect a prompt.
Stay away.
Get back!
Back
there.
Get your feet back.
You just wrecked my car, buddy boy.
Just shut up.
Hey, Jim.
I took care of that guy down there.
Where did the Chopeck go?
What, did he just take off without saying anything?
Not exactly.
One of them told me I'm no longer the Chopeck Sentinel.
What? After what we just went through?
I wish that now I'm the Sentinel of the great city.
So I guess that makes me the shaman of the great city.
Here.
Everybody get control here?
Yes, sir.
One hundred percent.
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