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Tonight, on The Center.

Welcome to Cascade.

She's cute, she's just not my type, even if she was enough.

Oh, Harker.

Just isolate the different smells one by one. I smell perfume.

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

Where did you hear that?

Don't worry, he's got us covered.

In the jungles of Peru, the fight for survival heightened his senses.

Now, Detective James Ellison is a sentinel in the fight for justice.

Seeing before others see.

Sensing what others can't.

An ever -vigilant watchman.

In the war against crime.

Max, I thought he was supposed to be here a half hour ago.

Give him another 15 minutes, then head home.

Okay. What's your schedule like for the rest of this week? Look, I have a

chemistry midterm on Friday, but I'm free for the weekend.

Perfect. There's an executive coming in from Belgium looking for some diversion

after business hours.

I think my 8 .30 just walked in. I'll talk to you later.

Amber? Carl?

Welcome to Cascade.

So you're from Munich?

I've never been to Europe.

I've always wanted to go.

You should go.

It's that different from America.

Carl?

What would you like to do?

Talk.

About my brother.

Your brother?

Yeah, that's why I'm in America.

I'm looking for him.

I have his picture.

He's your brother?

Yeah. You recognize him, don't you?

I understand he's a regular customer of yours.

How do you know that?

I ask around, and that's what people tell me.

It is very important that I find him.

You see, years ago, my brother had a falling out with our father.

They never spoke again.

Then a few months ago, our father died and left half of the family business to

my brother.

There's a lot of money involved.

Of course, there's a reward for your help.

Well, the only problem is I don't know how to get in touch with him.

He calls me to set up appointments.

How often does he call?

Once every couple of weeks.

I should be hearing from him any day now.

Great. So I'll leave you a number and you can call me.

Sure. Whatever you like.

Name is Mac Vaughn.

He's the... Rather, he was the manager of a fancy strip club downtown, Club

Pagali. Oh, hey, that's that one down on 6th Street.

I go past it on my way to school.

Just past it.

Well, Vaughn also manages a string of call girls on the side. Now, Bison's

suspected him of months of running a little blackmail scheme. You know, he

brings the clients in with the girls, videotapes them, then makes them pay to

get the tape back.

They've just never been able to get any of the jobs to testify.

So how'd he get here?

Hotel bartender said that some knockout was down there with a businessman about

an hour ago. They charged a drink for this room.

Now, we found this on the balcony outside.

Of course, the cassette was missing.

So you figured he tried to scam on the wrong guy, and that John killed him.

That's what it looks like. What happened to the girl? There's no sign of her.

Any chance that she was in on the killing?

Anything is possible.

I don't think so.

What's up?

What do you got, Jim?

It's a woman's earring.

There's a smudge of blood on it.

I'd say that John was here with the girl.

Spots Vaughn on the balcony. Figures he's been set up.

Smacks her around a little bit and pumps a couple holes through the door.

Why didn't he kill her, too? Where's her body?

Because he goes to check on Vaughn.

Somehow... Glow manages to escape.

You sure you're ready for this, Chief?

You think I've never been to a strip club before?

This is a little more than a strip club.

I was in Malaysia once, and I spent a month with this tribe that believed that

sex was a religious ritual and had to be performed six times every...

Welcome to Club Together.

I'm Candy.

Hi, Candy. My name's Jim Ellison, Cascade PD.

Who's your manager?

Max is. Max Vaughn. But he's not here today.

Actually, Max is dead.

What?

What happened?

Somebody shot him. That's why I need to see his records and personal files.

I don't think I can do that. Not without a warrant or something.

Max was with a young woman last night, and we need to find her. It's possible

she got a glimpse of the killer.

If we get a warrant, we're going to lose our lead.

Cooperate and allow us to see these files.

Well, that is, of course, you want us to find out where Max's killer is.

I guess it'll be okay.

Come on, darling, you need a cold shower?

Look, I gotta get back to work. Just close the door when you're done, okay?

Right, right, right.

Liquor inventory, food inventory, that's gotta be all stuff for the club.

Wait a minute, here's one called Max. That might be it.

Oh, man, would you look at all these women.

The bartender's description of her was dark hair, blue eyes, full lips.

This one fits the description, don't you?

Oh, man.

You got an address on her?

No, no, just a phone number. Probably voicemail. Maybe we can track her

that. Yeah.

Jim, I know this girl. I mean, I don't know her, but I've seen her before. You

holding out on me?

No, no, not from here.

From the university.

Excuse me. I'm just walking.

My name's Jim Ellison. I was wondering if I could have a minute with you.

Actually, I'm late for my psych class. It's about Max Vaughn.

Who? Your home video director.

I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about.

Do I know you?

Blair Sandberg. I'm a grad student in anthropology.

We've got you tied to Max Vaughn about ten different ways so you can drop the

act.

Okay, so maybe I've done some occasional escort work to pay for school. How

about blackmail or murder? You ever done anything like that?

It's a nice makeup job.

I can still see where the killer smacked you around.

What killer? I walked into a door, okay?

Tell me about last night's client.

Why did he kill Max?

Look, I was at home last night studying for finals, all right? If I'm a suspect,

arrest me.

Otherwise, I have a class.

Amber, wait up.

If you witness the murder, you could be in danger, too.

I don't get this. Are you a grad student or a cop?

I'm a consultant to the police department.

And you're going to protect me, right?

We will if you let us.

I know you're scared, but if you trust me, I won't let you down.

Look, I was home last night.

I didn't see anybody kill anybody.

Okay?

Get that typed up, Chief?

What's that?

Oh, her confession.

A package came for you from UPS.

It's down in my apartment.

I can bring it up. No, Bernie, that's okay. Let me just put down my things and

I'll come down and get it in a second, okay?

Deborah?

I saw her come in about half an hour ago.

Well, maybe she wants this tour, Bernie.

I don't think so.

I can see everything from my front room window.

Deborah?

she went out when I was in the bathroom.

Um, I, I just remembered, um, I have a place that I have to get to.

I completely forgot to meet someone.

What about your package?

Um, don't worry about it. I'll get it later.

The deceased is Amber Larkin's roommate.

The department manager found her when he came in to deliver a UPS package.

Says she came home about 4 o 'clock and then took off suddenly without any

explanation. Probably found her roommate and panicked.

It appears that the killer came in somehow in order to wait for Amber to

up, but when the roommate came in unexpectedly, he shot her instead.

Nine millimeter automatic, just like Mac's phone.

Now, wait a minute. If the killer was here waiting, why doesn't he just stick

around and shoot Amber, too? That's a good question. We've got to find her to

answer that, though.

Or you better find her before this guy finds her first.

There it is again.

What? That scent.

I smelled it in the hotel room. It's like somebody's eating candy, like mint

candy. I don't see any candy around the apartment. Maybe it's something that the

killer eats.

Whatever it is, it's got a weird odor, like some chemicals mixed in.

All right, I'm heading over to that club for golly, see if any of the girls

there know anything.

I want you to go over to the university, talk to some of her friends. Maybe one

of them can give us a lead.

Right. I hope she's okay, man. I mean, she really needs our help.

You listen to me laugh a lot. None of this would have happened if she'd come

clean in the first place.

She didn't trust us.

I mean, I was talking to her the other day at the university, and it sounded to

me like she had a real problem with trust.

Oh, man, I don't believe this.

What? You got a thing for her. Come on. No, I don't. She's cute. She's just not

my type, even if she wasn't a hooker.

See there?

That word. It has a definite connotation to it. Did you know that in ancient

Egypt that prostitutes, they were venerated?

Well, I don't see any pyramids around here, so let's try and keep it

professional, okay, Chief?

You said I could trust you.

Yeah.

How'd you find out where I live?

A friend of mine at the university works in the admissions office. She looked up

your address.

Why me?

I didn't know what else to do.

My, um, my roommate, she... Yeah, I know. We found her.

I lied to you about Max.

I was there when he was killed. But I did not know that he was on the balcony.

Your friend said something about blackmail.

Is that what he was talking about?

Yeah, you see, Max Vaughn, he had this scam going. You see, he videotaped the

customers with his... girls.

And he'd make them buy the videos back.

I wasn't part of that.

I swear.

Why don't you tell me about the man who killed Max?

I didn't really see it happen.

I mean, he hit me and I got knocked down and...

And then I heard shots, and when I looked up... First Max,

and then Debra.

Debra would never hurt anyone.

I've been wandering around all day. I keep looking over my shoulder, expecting

him to be there with a gun.

I didn't know where else to go.

You came to the right place.

Can I use your bathroom to clean up? Yes, of course. It's back there.

Hey, you hungry?

I could eat an elephant.

Elephants, we're out of. We can make a sandwich.

That'd be great.

Jim.

There's no sign of the girl, but I think we got a break on the shooter. Yeah,

that's what I talked about. You remember that smell I picked up at the hotel and

at her apartment?

Yeah, it was mint with some kind of chemical smell. That's why I remember

she met the killer at the hotel bar.

That's why I went back to the hotel and rummaged through the trash, and I came

up with the crumpled -up wrapper that smelled just like that, right? It was a

European brand of nicotine gum.

Smoker's gum? Exactly.

Forensics was able to pick up a print.

So I ran it through the FBI, and I came back zip.

I called a friend of mine at Langley. CIA?

What? Right. And they ran it through their database?

Why am I smelling perfume here? Oh, that's what I wanted to talk to you

Wait a minute, you're supposed to be doing police work and you're dilly

-dallying around with some girl? Where is she? She's in the bathroom. You don't

understand.

You. Hi there.

That's what I was trying to tell you.

You see, Amber, she came to us for help.

Well, to me, actually. She came to you?

I didn't really have anywhere else to go, and I sort of felt like I could

Blair and... Jim was just telling us he got a lead on Max's killer.

What is it?

I really don't think.

I shouldn't say anything about this.

Tell me, please.

Our killer is a man named Klaus Zeller. He's also known as the Iceman.

He's an international terrorist for hire.

What? We have a picture of him. It's one of the only ones that's taken of him in

recent years. It's right here.

That's not the man I saw shoot Max.

I mean, there was a slight resemblance, but... Maybe he said his appearance

altered some way? Well, if he did...

And you're the only one who knows what he looks like now, which puts you in a

little bit more danger than you already are.

Oh, my God.

What?

That other man, that's Hank.

Who?

Zeller was telling me that he was looking for his brother, and he showed

picture, and it was of a customer of mine, Hank, him.

Where is this Hank now?

I don't know.

I mean, I don't even know his last name. When he wants to get together, he pages

me. Actually, I should be hearing from him pretty soon.

And where's your beeper now?

At my apartment.

Where's your baby?

I left it over here.

Don't manage yourself.

Amber, what do you know about Hank?

Not much. He's really nice to me.

Brings me presents.

Always leaves a big tip.

He told me once that of all the things he'd found in America, I was the best.

By any chance, do you know what kind of car it's?

No, why?

There's a Mercedes that's been following us for the last mile.

Okay, kid. Everybody hang on.

I hate it when he does this. Does what?

I ran the out -of -state plates on that Mercedes.

It's phony.

Of course.

So now we've got Zeller, an international terrorist, leaving a trail

in Cascade looking for his brother.

Right. But not exactly. Hank wasn't his brother.

A friend of mine at Langley told me that Hank is actually a guy named Hans

Grunwald. He's a Dutch middleman who brokers the services of elite terrorists

and mercenaries for anybody willing to pay the price.

And Zeller was Grunwald's client?

Right. The kicker is, Grunwald died in a car bombing in Marseille six months

ago. If Grunwald's dead, what the hell is he doing in Cascade?

Apparently, Grunwald made some bad investments using the float of his

money. He lost big time. He died owing millions.

So you think Grunwald panicked and decided to just disappear?

Yeah. According to my buddy at the CIA, Grunwald cleared out his numbered Swiss

bank accounts the day of the car bombing. He walked away with two million

cash. And now Zeller wants it back.

Stay away from the windows.

At night, I want you to keep the curtains drawn.

No bright colors, all right?

Anytime you're here, any room you go into, one of us has to be with you.

Does that include the bathroom?

We're just trying to keep you alive.

Look, I appreciate what you guys are doing. It's just I'm just not used to

a prisoner, you know?

Everything's going to be okay, Amber.

We're going to catch this guy.

Allison.

We will.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. All right, I'll meet you there.

I gotta go.

They just found Zeller's car in the parking lot of a ferry building.

There's a black and white parked around the corner. We'll be okay. Anything

comes up on her beeper, you call me. Remember what I said about keeping it

professional? All right. Hey, hey.

I mean the cop.

This lawyer from Denver is probably in town on a case.

He'll have to find himself another date.

Maybe some other time, huh?

No, there's not going to be another time.

I'm not doing this anymore.

Well, that's great.

That's great.

So your boyfriend will be happy to hear that?

I don't have a boyfriend.

I'm surprised.

So there's lots of guys, you know.

Well, most men just aren't that understanding.

Would you be?

I know you're probably wondering.

None of my business.

When I was a kid, I always had two dreams.

To go to Rome.

and to be a doctor.

And when I graduated high school, I figured I'd put Rome on hold for a

and I'd pursue medicine.

And then in my junior year, I realized I couldn't do it.

And then I met Max.

He told me I could make a lot of money.

Yeah, don't judge.

Sure you do.

Men always do.

Well, I guess Rome's not going anywhere.

It's not too late, you know, to be a doctor.

And there's lots of people that put themselves through medical school

becoming... A prostitute.

That's not what I meant. Look, it's late.

I'm going to sleep.

Amber, there's something that's been bothering me here.

When you found Deborah in your apartment and you took off, you left your beeper

behind, right?

Right. It was right there on the table when we came back, so why wouldn't

take it?

He knew it was the connection to Hank. Why would he just leave it behind?

Because he needs Amber to get the message to set up an appointment.

Exactly. Which means he's been watching us.

He knows that she's here.

And he's waiting.

What?

Jim, we've got to get her out of here now.

No, no, no. Just relax. He's not going to make a move until he gets what he

wants, which is exactly what we're going to give him.

Well, he wants Hank. How the hell are we going to get him Hank?

Emily, I think it's time for you to go back to school.

Good girl.

Now pretend to set up an appointment.

Chances are Zeller's watching you with the scope right now.

And Betty reads lips, too.

All right.

I'll see you in the bar of the Lux Hotel at half hour.

I look forward to seeing you, too.

As you're heading up to the room now, I want all of you to hold that position

away from any word.

You look good in a beard.

Oh, yeah? I grew one once when I was in Sumatra.

I woke up one morning and I found out that a couple of spiders had made their

nest in it.

I've been clean -shaven ever since.

I was supposed to make you laugh. It was a joke.

I'm sorry. I'm just nervous. That's all.

Don't worry. Everything will be okay.

Kevin.

Stop that.

Sorry.

It's 12 o 'clock.

Doesn't look like Zellie's going to show.

Where's Jim?

Don't worry.

He's got us covered.

Shut up!

Sandberg. Sandberg.

Thank God for that vest.

Where's Amber?

Where's Amber?

You're okay, buddy.

You're okay. Keep breathing. Oh, Jim. Oh, I blew it, didn't I? It's all right.

Just breathe. Oh, Jim, it hurts.

Ow, I can't breathe.

It's got to be tight.

Oh, man, we're supposed to be helping her. She trusted us.

Sam's got every available unit out. We'll find her.

Besides, I'm sure he's not going to make a move until he hears from Hank.

Yeah, but when he does, we've got to do something. Where would he take her?

Someplace to wait for Hank's call, which could be anywhere.

All right, well, what do we know?

We know that Hank's supposed to call soon. Amber said he was already overdue.

mean, for all we know, he's already called.

Maybe the question is...

Where would she take him?

Right. Amber's a pretty smart girl. She knows what we'll be looking for.

Exactly. So when Hank does call, where could she take Zella that she knows that

we know about?

That'll be us.

How do you do?

You don't look very happy.

Thanks. Amber, you have always been special to me.

I want to do something for you.

Maybe the only unselfish thing I've ever done.

What's that?

A check.

To help cover the cost of medical school.

Thanks. Amber, please let me give you this.

In my life, I have not always been the nicest person in the world.

I agree.

Poor

dead

man.

You could mark me well.

He was going to kill me.

Where's the money?

If I give it to you, will you let us go?

Yeah.

Don't believe him. He's already killed two people.

Shut up.

If you don't give it to me, I promise both of your deaths will be a nightmare

pain.

You know how talented I am.

And thank you for...

I'm so sorry. It's not your fault.

It was my past catching up with me.

It's all right.

Everything will be all right.

No.

No.

Yeah.

Where is she?

In Sandburg's room, trying to get some rest.

Anything new on Zeller?

Nothing so far.

We still have all the exits from the city covered.

Got another problem, though.

The feds want to take over the case.

You gotta be kidding. You know the drill.

Zeller's an international terrorist. That makes it their turf.

They also want to take custody of Amber. No way.

They're picking her up in the morning. Simon, you can't let them do this.

What exactly do you want me to do?

Talk to you guys in the morning. There'll be a squad outside all night.

watch.

Oh, look.

There's going to be somebody from the Bureau calling tonight to make a raid.

Sorry, Blair.

Looks like I've been traded to another team, huh?

This was not our decision.

I understand.

Sucks. It's not her fault. It's going to ruin her school and...

I've been doing some thinking.

This whole doctor thing was a pretty stupid idea anyhow.

No, it wasn't. I already have a career.

I thought you gave that up.

I changed my mind.

Great.

I think I'm going to go for a walk with the mayor.

You might want to reconsider this decision about school until you've had

time. Where did this come from?

Is it not yours?

Uh -uh.

Oh, my God, look.

What is it?

I recognize that key. That was Hank's.

He must have put it in my pocket.

Do you know what it belongs to?

No.

It smells like talcum powder.

Yeah. Oh, yeah, I was expecting your call.

Mm -hmm.

She's here.

You want to pick her up tonight?

Well, I'd prefer if we could do this tomorrow.

I understand it's your case. I just don't see how a few more hours...

You bet.

We'll be ready when you get here.

Thank you for your cooperation.

All right.

That was the FBI.

All I know is that she was here one minute and gone the next. She even

past the uniforms in the squad car.

Jim, the FBI is on their way here now with the paperwork. What am I supposed

tell them? That my best detective lost Amber?

What the hell with the feds? If Zeller finds her before we do, there's not

to be enough left to her to fill a lunch box.

All right, all right, all right. Let's just think for a minute.

She must have known what that key was to.

You got any ideas?

No, we're working on it. We just need a little bit of time. If the feds jump on

this and they spook Zeller, he could kill her. All right, look.

I will hold the feds off for as long as I can. You just find Amber.

All right.

Any luck?

No, I haven't seen a thing with a four -leaf clover on it.

It's got to be some kind of business.

Something with numbered lockers. I've checked under storage companies. I've

checked under train stations, bus stations.

I even checked hotels and motels. I thought it could have been a room

Maybe there's some significance to that four -leaf clover.

Right, right. Like some type of Irish organization.

You know, like a social club.

What would a guy named Hans Grunwald be doing in an Irish social club? Jim, I'm

just thinking out loud here, okay?

I remember smelling talcum powder on that key. Now, what kind of place uses

talcum powder?

A nursery, a baby shop.

It's got to have numbered lockers. A sporting arena.

Racetrack.

Country club.

Country club, yeah. That's it.

Country club?

Woodgate, right there.

Yeah, with a little luck and no traffic, we can get there in half an hour.

Right.

Locker 713, we're right over here.

Who are you guys looking for, anyway?

No one we find.

Damn it, we lost her.

Did you see a woman come in here, short, dark hair, blue eyes?

She's in men's locker room, moving her lab.

Yeah?

Tell her that.

She was here.

Sure as hell was.

I was about to take a shower, and she walked right in like she owned the

How long ago?

Fifteen, twenty minutes. Was she carrying anything when she left?

Yeah.

A briefcase.

Only she wasn't a brunette.

She was a redhead.

I think I was wearing my job.

She couldn't be anywhere.

I know where she's going.

May I have your attention, please?

Cafe 129.

Flight 29.

Now boarding for the FAA flight 29.

Thank you.

This is Detective Bill, FKPD. I need to see your passenger list.

I'll leave it by name. Lark. Amber Lark. L -A -R -K -I -N.

Uh, she's booked on the flight, but she never checked in.

Could you see if she made a reservation on any of the flights?

Sure.

She made a reservation on a flight to Bangkok, on a flight to Madrid, and to

de Janeiro, all leaving in the next ten minutes.

She probably made a half a dozen other reservations on other flights. I don't

get it.

She knew there was no way we could check them all.

She got us.

Thank you.

Sorry.

May I have your attention, please? CSA flight 29 will be delayed indefinitely

due to weather conditions.

Hi, it's me.

Amber, where are you?

I'm at the airport.

I'm sorry I ran away.

Look, Amber, listen to me. I couldn't go through with it.

Do you believe that?

All that money, and I just couldn't do it.

I kept thinking about your friend.

What did he think of me?

Amber, listen to me.

I'm going to catch a cab to the police station and turn myself in.

No, you don't have to do that. We're right here at the airport. Just tell us

where you are.

Amber? Amber?

Hello?

Zeller. Did you see him?

Wait, there's a way that we can find him.

Zeller's nicotine dump.

Oh, man.

All these people. You know, hairsprays and deodorants.

Aftershave. This is crazy. Come on. You can do it. Just isolate the different

smells one by one.

I've never been very good at this, but thank you both.

Well, you're welcome for what it's worth.

I applied for a grant to help pay for my studies.

All right.

Still a long way from medical school, but at least I won't be working nights

anymore. Fine. I have some friends on the scholarship committee. I can put a

good word in for you.

That's really sweet, Blair.

I'd appreciate it.

I could have sworn I just heard the captain calling. If you'll excuse me.

Excuse me.

I didn't hear anything. Oh, he's got great ears. He'd be surprised what they

pick up.

So, Blair, I'm curious.

About what?

If you'd consider going out with someone with... Well, someone with a past.

I don't know.

I'd have to think about it.

Thank you, Ron.