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In all tribal cultures, every village
had a sentinel.

Now, a sentinel is chosen because of a
genetic advantage.

A sensory awareness that can be
developed beyond normal humans.

Your time spent in Peru has got to be
connected with what's happening to you

now.

I've got hundreds of documented cases of
one or two hyperactive senses, but not

one single subject was all fine.

You could be the real thing.

I wanted to leave with a two -minute
warning. We were up 20 points, but you

to stay till the end. Who cares, man?

We won!

Code 2 -4 -Victor -12 -609 there now.
Screaming woman, 3 -3 -2 -8 -Anthal

Street, apartment B. Reporting party at
location.

1 -Zebra -1, show me handling the call.

What's a 609 anyway?

Prowler.

Is there any chance this victim was
strangled?

No, the medical examiner reports no
signs of trauma to her neck.

Hemorrhages in her lungs indicate
drowning.

What about sexual assault?

No. Check this out. Susan Frazier was
dead at least 12 hours before Sandberg

I found her.

Then who the hell made the 911 call?

You got me.

All right, look, your report says that
her picture frames were empty, jewelry

box rifled, garments removed from her
closet.

Trophies from the kill.

It's the same M .O.

Yellow scars, trophies, drowned in the
bathtub, third victim in three months.

Adam Walker.

Age 36, known dope dealer, confined to a
wheelchair.

Billy Bright, age 20, underground
musician.

No witnesses, no suspects.

All right, look, until we get more
information on this, I want a total

blackout. Right now, we don't even have
a profile on our killer.

Let's not scare the hell out of
everybody.

The last thing we want on our hands is a
panic city.

You're so beautiful.

Took you long enough to notice.

I'm noticing now, huh?

What is it?

Did I do something?

No. No.

It's just, um... Just what?

Um... The other night, I, uh... There
was this woman, and she... Are you

someone else? No!

You're right.

Who was it? An ex -girlfriend?

I knew this relationship was a mistake.

Chris, wait.

You don't understand.

She was dead.

She was murdered.

Drowned in her tub, and it was awful.

Her mouth was open. It looked like she
was screaming. And her eyes, man.

I'll never forget those eyes.

It must have been horrible for you.

I didn't even know her.

Can you imagine what it would be like if
it was someone I knew, cared about?

Uh, Jim!

Sandberg, what the hell's going on?

What are you doing with the front?

Hello there.

I'm Jim Ellison. I live here.

Jim, this is Christine Hong. Chris, this
is Jim, my roommate.

I thought you said you lived alone.

No, I said we'd be alone.

He was supposed to be working tonight.

You know, maybe we should just call it a
night.

Things are getting way too complicated
here.

Come on, Chris. Let me explain.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Thanks a lot, Jim.

I'm just not used to knocking at my own
front door.

I'm sorry I've snapped.

It doesn't matter. This whole night was
a disaster anyway.

I couldn't stop thinking about Susan
Frazier.

Yeah, murder victims tend to get the
best of us.

You've got to learn to separate
yourself.

Oh, yeah, right. Just check my humanity
at the door.

Whatever it takes to stay present.

What if the killer had still been at the
scene?

If your emotions are in the way, you're
useless, potentially dangerous.

Now, if you're going to hang with cops,
you've got to learn to do the right

thing.

Because your life and the lives of many
others are going to depend on it.

Detective Ellison, Don Haas, KPBE News.

What can you tell us about the murder
victim you found Tuesday night?

So much for the blackout.

My sources say it could be the work of a
serial killer.

Well, since your sources seem to have
all the answers, why don't you go ask

them? Detective Ellison, what about the
murder victim's 911 tape?

Are you going to be releasing them
anytime soon?

Don Haas, here reporting live from
outside the Cascade Police Building.

This is the 911 call made from Susan
Frazier's phone the night she was

Hi,

everybody. It's Susan. If I could come
to the phone, I would. But since I

I won't. So please leave a message. And
if you don't, I won't call you back.

The 911 call is so distorted, it's
almost impossible to tell if it's the

voice. Play the 911 call one more time.

Those are two different voices.

How can you be so sure?

I can just tell. They are.

Hey, have you seen this?

I have every news wire in the world
wanting a statement.

We've got to leave here somewhere,
Jimmy. We've got to plug it. Who else

all the details besides us?

Just Sandberg.

Well, could it be him? I mean, he is new
at this. Maybe he doesn't understand

that... He understands fine.

Yeah, we'll just have a talk with him,
just in case, all right?

All right, what do you guys got?

The 911 callers are a killer.

We'll have to run a voice print analysis
to verify that. With Susan Frazier

dead, it's our only possibility.

Must be the killer that we're looking
for is a woman.

She could be in an open casket. You
gonna be okay with that?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine. Really.

Serial killers often like to stay
around, hang out, admire their work.

Sometimes he even taught you to catch
them, to stay alert. Detective Ellison?

My sources report that it was actually
the killer who placed the victims, and

I'm on one call. Any comment? Yeah, I'm
late to church.

Can you verify that, sir? Let your light
shine forth, that thou may glorify our

Father who art in heaven.

For God has blessed thee forever, thy
throne.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they
shall dwell in the kingdom of God

forever.

Blessed are they who hunger for
righteousness, for they shall be filled

love from everlasting.

Amen.

I invite you to approach our dear
departed so that she may make her final

journey in peace.

Roll the camera.

Get some footage of it.

Wait.

Give it to me.

Car.

Stay with it.

Keep rolling.

Hey.

She escapes you at the church, you lose
her at the bridge, and she's what, a

high -heeled woman?

I didn't see anyone in the water, sir.

You know the stretch of that river
there.

The currents are deadly.

I didn't think she had a chance.

Yeah, well, Harbor Patrol dragged the
river all night long, and they did not

find a body. And until they do, these
cases are still open.

Now, what's this I hear about Sandberg
tipping off the suspect at the church?

I'm the one who blew it, sir. It was my
responsibility.

Look. I know the kid helps you with this
Sentinel thing, but he is not one of

us.

Maybe it's time you should think about
cutting him loose.

No, sir.

I have to disagree with that call.

Blair understands what I'm going
through.

You really trust this kid?

Yes, sir, I do.

Look, I've had to call in some help on
this case.

Simon, I can handle this case.

What you and I know about serial killers
wouldn't fill a coffee cup. Now, we

need some expert advice.

Sir, if you would just give me a couple
of days.

That's all I ask for. I know we can
crack this case.

Jim, for once in your life, will you
leave your pride at the desk?

If this woman is out there, she's
dangerous.

This is a wash.

Dr. Bates, I'd like you to meet
Detective Jim Ellison.

Jim, this is Dr. Anthony Bates. Tell me,
please, I read your report.

Dr. Bates was with the FBI San Francisco
office. He's one of their top forensic

psychiatrists.

All I ask is that you work with him.

Your forensic investigation was thorough
enough, Detective, but I think we need

to focus more on the signature of the
killer.

You mean the yellow scarves?

Yeah, but that's just one of the
elements.

We really have to analyze the rest so
we'll be able to reconstruct the precise

psychological dynamics and infer a
profile of the suspect.

Uh...

A kind of psychological composite
drawing so we know what we're dealing

here.

What I'm really interested in,
Detective, is the exact murder ritual.

Victim's drowned in the bathtub.

Personal items are missing.

And the yellow scarf is left behind.

As to the victims themselves, it appears
that, well,

she has no pattern in her selection.

Right now, I'd say it's random.

Detective, in cases like this, nothing
is random.

Did we really promise this Don Haas guy
a hot tip in return for this video?

Better he gets it from us on our terms
than from his source.

You know, the captain is pretty worried
about this leak.

Yeah? He thinks it might be you.

You don't believe that, do you?

All I'm saying is that I don't want you
to talk about this case to anybody.

This is because I screwed up at the
church the other day, right? Now you're

pissed off at me? I'm not pissed off.

Jim, I promise you nothing like that
will ever happen again.

What the hell?

Roll the camera.

Get some footage of this.

Lady!

Freeze it right there.

What? What is it?

Look at the hair.

Susan Frazier.

Hi. The killer drives the victim's car.

Has the same hairstyle.

Play the tape.

Get some footage of this.

From the car.

Damn, if we can only see her face.

Roll the camera.

Freeze it right there.

Now back it up a little bit.

Right there.

You see it?

What? How many women do you know that
have Adam's apples?

You know, I think you're right.

Which means our she is he.

Wait a minute.

So now we're looking for a guy who likes
to dress up as a woman?

I'm going to have to re -examine the
first two homicides.

If our killer's a transvestite, maybe
somebody saw something.

I've got to get this tape over to
Carolyn for some frame blow -ups.

Now, tomorrow, we're going to pay a
visit to Adam Walker's old neighborhood.

Then we're going to check into this
Billy Bright here.

He used to play in a band at a place
called Club Doom.

You're going to Club Doom. You got a
problem with that?

Well, the Doom's an underground club,
and you were, like, clearly labeled cop.

I mean, I could go in there and ask a
few questions.

No, no way. Not without me. Jim, I can
blend in.

You can't. I said, no way. It's too
risky.

Chris, I'm really sorry about the other
night.

I'll prove it.

From now on, be straight with me, okay?

Absolutely.

So tell me.

What are we doing at the Dune ten
minutes before they bolt the door?

I'm investigating a murder.

What? You remember my roommate?

He's a cop, and I'm sort of working with
him.

Is this about the dead body you saw?

Exactly.

I want to go inside and help him out and
try to find a clue about who the killer

is.

But you better promise me that you're
not going to tell anybody about this.

Scout's honor.

All right.

Let's go.

In the latest twist in Cascade's brutal
and mystifying female serial killer

case, confidential sources report that
the police are no longer looking for a

woman, but a transvestite. Can you
believe that?

Okay. I've got this whole thing figured
out. Don't you knock!

Oh, right. Sorry, Simon. Um...

You see, the killer's deal is that he
trades identities with his victims. I

had a talk with Billy Bright's band over
at Club Doom, and it turns out that the

night Billy was killed, he bought some
dope from a guy in a wheelchair. That

guy. Adam Walker?

Right. Murder victim number one. Only
Walker had been dead for almost three

weeks.

Remarkable. I'm Tony Bates. Hey, how you
doing? I'm Blair Semmer. He's an

advisor to the department.

An advisor who doesn't do what he's told
to. I think you're right on the money

about this.

What? Well, we may be dealing with a
suspect who has such a weak sense of

that he fictates on a person, killed
them, and then assumes their

He kills Walker.

and assumes the identity of a dope
dealer in a wheelchair, and then he

Bright and assumes his identity, and
then Susan Frazier. Exactly. Think of it

a process of psychic ingestion. Right,
right, right. Like Aztec warriors used

eat the heart of their enemies because
they would believe that it would enhance

their prowess in war. It's true.

What we may be facing here is a similar
psychological belief, only our killer is

hardly a warrior.

I believe that he's an abject loner from
a broken home.

History of severe neglect, possibly
child abuse.

It's all theory. Nothing but theory. I
need some suspects.

Here.

Thanks. We have ourselves another
prowler.

This time at the Maritime Museum.

It's a female.

She fits the description of our killer.

Thank God you're here.

The museum's closed. I was locking up
and I saw this face leering at me

the window.

It was a woman's face.

Ma 'am, could you make your way to the
front door, please?

Detective Ellison, any statement on that
transvestite that you apprehended last

night?

Come on, you guys.

What about our deal?

You owe me a hot tip, remember?

Okay. Since you seem to know more about
this investigation than we do, I got a

tip for you.

You're under suspicion for three
murders. How do you feel about that?

Funny. Very funny.

Wayne Underwood, career junkie.

He's been up a dozen times or so for
using.

Claims he was paid to stalk that museum
worker by some plain -looking lady.

Well, that was our killer, and he's
obviously taunting you.

So there's no chance that this guy is
our killer? None.

Underwood was in a detox tank the night
that Susan Frazier died.

Take a look at these signs.

Forensics pulled them from Susan
Frazier's Jaguar.

We've got a match. Yeah, severe head
case.

Escaped a California mental institution
three months ago. His name's David Lash.

Three months?

Well, that's the same time Adam Walker
was killed.

I've subpoenaed the patient's files from
Watsonville.

Oh, good. This may finally be the break
that we've been looking for.

Nice work, Detective.

You too, Blair.

Very impressive field work.

Thanks.

Beaker one.

Water taken from Susan Frazier's
stomach. 0 .5 % salinity.

Beaker two.

Tap water from her apartment, 0 .3%.
They're not from the same source.

Susan Frazier was drowned somewhere else
and dumped in her bathtub.

Right.

Any other victims?

Water in all their stomachs, 0 .5%. It's
a match.

Kills them all in the same place.

Trichloroethanol. It's a chloral
hydrate. The medical examiner found

milligrams per liter in all three
victims' blood.

So they're unconscious when he drowns
them.

He uses just enough to subdue them. Then
he moves them to the kill site.

The drug is short -acting. The death,
long -suffering.

I'm going to need more on this water.

This guy's killing people, and it's a
game to him.

I figure if I can figure out the game,
I'll know what his next move is.

Dr.

Biggs, we just got a call.

Lash's patient file is just coming
through on the motor. Great. Maybe this

they will get there ahead of time.
Maybe. I'll meet you in the captain's

Okay. Excuse me.

Patient exhibits symptoms of multiple
dissociative disorders.

Primary identity is passive, extremely
isolated, depressed.

Alternate identities, however, are
controlling and aggressive, often

from people in this proximity.

Occurring in sudden shifts over periods
of short duration.

Hello, Jim.

Bates was right on with Lash's
diagnosis. The call right here in his

The hell is this?

The diagnosis is fine, Dr. Bates.

Bates was Lash's psychiatrist?

He's treating the son of a bitch.

Well, why wouldn't he let us know that?

Our Dr.

Bates is David Lott.

Oh, Christ.

This is Captain Banks. We have a real
emergency.

Seal all the engines. Go.

Jim,

take a look at this.

Oh, man.

Let's go.

I'll take this.

Cascades' notorious serial killer has
claimed a fourth victim.

FBI forensic psychiatrist, Dr. Anthony
Bates.

Dr. Bates, an expert on serial killers,
was in town to assist the lead

investigator in the case, Detective
James Ellison.

Incredibly, while Dr.

Bates lay decomposing in a bathtub for
three days, the killer was actually

masquerading as the expert, conferring
with the very officers who were

supposedly pursuing him.

Makes you wonder who's minding the
store.

Don Haas, KCDC News Live.

He was taunting us.

Sitting right there, daring us to catch
him the whole time.

Giving timelines.

Hang on a second.

We only just established fake time in
the bathtub.

And we're the only ones who know?

Lance was feeding the information to
Haas himself.

He's a leak.

What can you tell us about your son, Mr.
Lash?

Hey, Davey was a strange little egg,
I'll tell you.

Me and the mama, we couldn't ever
connect with him, you know?

She'd go to hold him, he'd cry every
time.

I figured maybe he needs a pal or
something, so I bagged us this little

from a lake by where we was living.

It was cute.

We called it Homer.

Davey choked it to death.

Kept him in his room for days.

Davey's little brother, Jimmy.

It was something else.

Mama used to say the sun shined in that
kid's eyes.

You said Jimmy.

Where is he now?

He's dead.

On his fifth birthday.

He's on his bed.

The doctor says it just happens
sometimes.

I says God took the wrong boy.

The damnedest thing after that, Davey.

He starts pretending he's Jimmy.

Does the color yellow mean anything to
you?

Yeah, my wife's favorite color.

Everything in the damn house was yellow.

Where is your wife?

Can we speak to her?

She started drinking heavy after Jimmy
died.

She says everything is my fault.

We got divorced.

I ain't seen her since.

So who got custody?

Judge made her take him.

How'd she treat him?

She locked him in this room for days.

When she was going out, you know, with
her friends.

You mean men?

Yeah, whatever.

He'd cry and cry, you know.

He'd start smearing filth on himself.

His mama punished him so fierce.

She'd give him hot baths, scrubbing him
and scrubbing him like she could clean

him on the inside.

And you knew about this?

The boy was a devil. I was hoping she
would kill him.

Now, Banks was thinking that the leak
was coming from inside the department.

And then Jim figured out that it was
actually the killer who was feeding this

information to this Haas guy.

Crazy.

Now, for a while there, actually, I
thought the leak, well, that it might

been you.

Hey, you want to catch a movie? They got
this Italian neorealist retrospective

over at the cinema, right? Some other
time.

Taxi! Chris.

Chris, what's wrong?

I can't believe you thought it was me.

I didn't really think it was you. It's
just that we've had so much pressure.

I was there for you.

And you never trusted me. And you know
what, Blair?

It really hurts.

I know. Come on, Chris. Can't we talk
about this?

Can I call you later?

Maybe I'll call you.

Ring.

Honor.

Jim, it's not your fault.

I let that creep slip through my fingers
too many times, Carolyn.

What about the water? Did you come up
with anything about the water?

We found some contamination.

It could be waste.

Like from a sewer?

Maybe. I can't say for sure yet.

What about Susan Fraser's clothes?
Anything?

Nothing.

All right, I'm going to head over to her
house. Maybe there's something we

missed. I'll call you later.

It's down.

What, a feather?

Down.

Carolyn, get me that water and the
beaker.

Just get it.

Where are you going with this, Jim?
Break the seal. I can't, Jim. Oxygen

contaminate the sample. It'll be useless
as evidence. Sandberg's life is at

stake. What could you possibly do with
this water? Would you just break the

seal? Now, come on, Simon, please.

Break the seal.

I'll be responsible.

You're right about waste.

It smells like bird waste. Bird waste?

Duck waste.

Down. You got a down feather, right?

He's drowning his victims in a duck
pond.

Oh, that's a reach, Jim.

Simon's right. We can't assume anything
just because you smell it.

Unless you have any other suggestions,
this is all we've got.

Careful of the step, man.

That's for the party crashers.

Okay, it's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

I like him. He's my friend.

I only have four of them now, but
they'll be more... You know, friends

like, really easy to make, dude.

There's Adam Walker.

He was really easy.

He didn't struggle at all.

But I guess it's because he was really
stoned.

And then there's Billy Bright.

Right.

He was not.

But I overlooked that because, man,

because he had talent.

She had really good taste in cars, but
that hair, those clothes, I

mean, what was the girl thinking?

You know, I think my finest hour was

getting up into your partner's face.

But now, it's

time for him. Harry Blair and the
beautiful

China Doll.

Duck Ponds. Duck Ponds.

Here.

Hillsboro Park.

No, no, that's no good. It's all gated.
There's no public access.

Grandview Zoo. 24 -hour security.

It's got to be isolated where he can
kill unobserved.

Here's the last one.

Alfred's Pond.

Down by the waterfront. Right in the
middle of old warehouses and abandoned

buildings. She's got to be there
somewhere.

Well, wait a minute. Shouldn't we check
nearby towns as well? No, there's no

time. Simon, we've got to take the shot
right now.

Yeah, this is going to really be fun.

You have a wicked sense of humor.

You know, kind of hip.

With a touch of the nerd.

Quite a piece of work.

Must avoid the Zebra One. We're in
Albert's pond.

We just defeated a sweep in the entire
area. No sign of either of our targets.

Looks like there's nothing here but
ducks, man. What's your location?

Zebra One?

That's a roger.

Mincing sweep.

Revise on location.

Out.

I can't hear you. I don't understand.

I need to hear your voice more anyway.

Throw you, you head, James!

Help! Help me!

James!

Relax. We're going to go and see the
ducks, and then you're going to have a

nice... You're going to have a nice
bath.

Are you ready to die?

I'm ready

Progress report, man.

How am I doing?

Do I make a good you?

You suck.

You think you can be me?

When's my birthday?

Huh?

What was the name of my first
girlfriend?

How old was I when I broke my arm
falling out of Mrs. Dan Bush's tree,

Come on, you freak, answer me!

You think you know who I am?

I know more about you.

Poor little Homer.

No.

Your pet duck?

Why'd you kill him?

Why'd you kill your brother?

You are ruining this.

Shut up!

Why'd you make Mommy punish you?

You know, if you'd just been a good
little boy, if you'd just been a good

Davey, good little Davey, Mama wouldn't
have had to have scrubbed you in all

those hot baths.

It's coming.

11th Hour Rescue, Detective Ellison
saved the life of a police observer by

gunning the killer down moments before
he would have struck again.

And so Cascade will sleep easy tonight
because of you, Detective.

I say you're guaranteed good press for
the rest of your career.

Just putting a good word for me. This is
my death side.

Hey, Jim.

Last night when you said I did
everything right, did you mean that?

Yeah. You kept your head, even though
you thought you were going to die.

You know, the Chinese believe that when
you save a man's life, you become his

blessed protector.

And it's your duty to do that for the
rest of your life.

Really?

Well, here's today's rescue.

Call Christine.

Beg, crawl, whatever you got to do.

I'm pretty good at that, huh? Don't ever
lie to her.

Remember, trust, commit.

Speaking of commitment, I've been
thinking about getting a Cascade PD

tattooed right on my chest.

Above the nipple ring?

How'd you know about that?

Let me tell you something.

You get a tattoo, and your blessed
protector's gonna kick your ass down

Flatsville Lobby.

Oh, there you go, guy.

Come on, you really think I'd put
something on my body that I couldn't

I was just kidding.

Although, an earring would be nice. You
know, something tasteful. Maybe a small

silver badge.

Thank you.