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Tonight, on The Sentence.

May I come in?

Yeah, sure. Come on in.

Asian male, 40s, no ID.

He was a Buddhist monk.

Also, they were two months by the swing
from the scene. Then why did they run?

Jim, I'm sorry. I disappeared like that
in Bali. I thought I said it was

something I did.

What's going on with you? There is
something going on with his senses, and

of a sudden they're just going haywire.

What are the possibilities of you being
in love?

You come up with that all by yourself,
did you?

Time to go!

There's a Chinese garden by the art
museum.

Meet me there in half an hour.

In the jungles of Peru, the fight for
survival heightens intensive.

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.

Thank you very much.

You two can continue.

Huh.

You will love and be loved by many.

Well, mine's right. What's yours say?

Your partner puts the dim in dim sun.

You can think of that all on your own.
It's funny. You know, I had this friend

once. Every time he had to make a major
decision in his life, he'd go to the

same Chinese restaurant and get a
fortune cookie.

So one day, he gets offered this big job
in New York City, and he goes downtown

to the restaurant, and the place is
closed.

He never guessed what he did. Oh, my
God.

Sorry.

Lila.

I'm sorry. I think you've got me
confused with someone else.

You know her?

I thought I did.

Let's find out.

Break it down for me, Jeb.

Asian male, 40s, no ID, sir.

He was a Buddhist monk.

If you look below the left ear, there's
a triangular puncture wound.

I don't think that's what killed him,
though.

Take a look at his color. Looks like he
was asphyxiated.

Don't see any bruises around the neck,
though.

It's my guess that there was some sort
of poison on the instrument that killed

him, something that would cause him
temporary muscular paralysis to expect

breathing. I detected a faint odor of
curare from the wound.

Also, there were two monks spotted
fleeing from the scene.

This doesn't make sense to me. I mean,
the whole core of the Buddhist belief

system is nonviolence.

Then why did they run?

I don't know.

Yeah, that's right. She was picked up
this afternoon by one of your taxis.

License plate 078FGE.

At 1 p .m. in front of the Rice King Den
somehow.

Yeah, I'll hold.

What do you need, Chief?

Nothing. I'm not saying anything.

You don't need to say anything.

I'm good.

Her name is Lila Hobson. I met her when
I was in Bali seven years ago, right

after they pulled me out of Peru. I was
on R &R. We stayed at the same hotel,

got involved, end of story.

How involved, not end of story?

We had one week together.

One morning she just left. I tried to
track it down, but I couldn't. Yeah.

Yeah, I know the summit. Thank you.

I've got to go. Lila, you need some
moral support?

I guess that's a no.

Lila?

Hello, Jim.

So why'd you act like you didn't know
me?

Well, I just wasn't prepared to see you.

How you been?

Good.

You still in the military?

No, no, I'm a cop.

Here, cascade.

Well, it seems to fit you well.

Yeah, most of the time.

How about you?

Still living in Amsterdam?

Yes.

I sell textiles for a design firm.

I'm here on business.

Jim, I'm sorry I disappeared like that
in Bali.

Without saying goodbye.

Yeah, I always thought it was something
I did.

It wasn't you.

You okay?

Yeah.

How long are you here for?

Till Friday.

Maybe I could show you around a little
bit. Take you to some of the sites the

tourists don't get to see.

Well, actually, Jim, there is another
reason I'm in Cascade. I'm here to meet

fiancé.

He's down in San Francisco on business,
and he'll be up here the day after

tomorrow.

Congratulations.

When's the big day?

Well, I haven't actually set a date yet.

We were thinking maybe the end of
summer.

Is there anything I can do? No, no, no.

That'll be all right.

Sorry.

See you later.

I feel like my senses went into
overdrive for no reason. It lasted for

five minutes.

And then everything went back to normal?

Yeah, pretty much.

Brown, you got the number of that
florist you used?

Oh, I'm sorry, man. Did somebody die?

No, nobody died.

Well, I mean, he has a date.

It's an apology thing.

The way I stumbled out of that place,
the girl must have thought I was nuts.

Here you go.

Thanks very much. You've been very kind.
You know.

Now, you sure that's all?

If I ever have one of those times where
we're with a woman, you know, if things

had turned out differently, she could
have been the one.

Not really.

That sounds special.

Why did he even bother asking?

Nelson!

A couple of patrol guys spotted those
monks we're looking for down in

They took off before we got a chance to
question them. Why don't you two head

down there and see if you can track this
guy down. Very good, sir.

We just cruised Chelsea all the way to
98.

No sign of our suspect.

We're going to be heading west on
Mitchell. Over.

You know, that sensory spike, something
had to cause it, right? I mean, maybe it

was something in the food, maybe
something in the air.

It could be an allergic reaction. I've
had them before.

I mean, I hope for your sake that it is
only a one -time thing. But for me, I'd

like to study it. I wouldn't mind it
happening again.

All for the sake of science.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. What do we
have here?

There he is.

Same triangular puncture mark as the
other ones.

Yeah, this guy's gone.

Who's this?

1714.

Locker number?

Or a hotel room.

Hey, what's up?

And a wood beat.

This guy's a Tibetan llama.

Chief, you know what this is?

Jim, are you all right?

Yeah. Jim, oh, my God.

Jim.

Jim. Oh, my God.

Hello. I need an ambulance at the north
side of Chiang Kai -shek Park.

Yes.

Ah.

Welcome back to the land of the living.

Oh, what the hell happened?

Well, it collapsed from opium poisoning.

That stuff that we found in the prayer
beads turned out to be raw opium paste.

Man, it feels like my head was place
-kicked.

My guess is that the sensory spikes
you've been having put your senses into

heightened state, so sniffing that stuff
is like mainland.

What the hell was a Buddhist monk doing
with opium paste in his prayer beads?

According to the Hong Kong police, they
both worked for an Asian drug cartel,

the Shang Syndicate. The Buddhist bit
was just to cover the smuggling routine.

Now, opium paste, that gets processed in
heroin, right?

That's just what the city needs is
another pipeline.

Well, I don't know too much about
heroin, but there couldn't have been

opium in those beads.

Well, I'm assuming it was just a sample,
which means they're here in Cascade to

find another distributor.

I've got to find that other mug. Where
are my clothes?

The doctor wants you to stay off your
feet for 24 hours.

I'm ordering you to go home.

I have Rayford Brown checking out that
key. If they find anything, we'll give

you a call.

Oh, excuse me, Miss Hobson.

These came for you.

Flowers.

They're from an old friend.

You don't have time for friends.

Remember why you're here.

I don't need you to remind me.

You didn't need me in Tokyo either.

And I'm here to make sure it doesn't
happen twice.

I hope you don't mind if I cut out on
you tonight. I told Sam that I'd take

to the Fellini Resort to go over to the
university.

No, no, no.

No, you guys have fun.

What's that?

These are the flowers I sent Lila.

Well, hey, uh, why don't Tim and I read
your parental movie? We'll come back

over here, we hang out, maybe cook some
popcorn.

You guys go have fun, man.

Why don't you give the flowers to
Samantha?

Look at you. You thought you were
beautiful.

Is that why you sent them back?

No.

Why did you come to see me at my hotel?

Why did you come here tonight?

You know, I shouldn't be here. No, no.
You're just going to keep running, huh?

Just like in Bali.

What do you want?

I'm engaged, okay? I'm engaged.

You're here.

What went on between us before?

Maybe I'm idealizing, I don't know.

But I can't get it out of my head.

That was a long time ago, Jim.

The truth is, we barely know each other.

So?

So what if you don't like what you find?

I'll take that chance.

My parents died when I was ten.

I had no money.

Nothing.

So I lived on the streets.

I sold clothes, food, anything to stay
alive.

As I got older, I did some things.

Things I'm not proud of.

I'm interested in who you are.

Jim.

Sorry,

my head.

Come sit down.

How are you feeling?

Any better?

Maybe you should see a doctor.

No, no, I haven't seen a doctor.

It's just job stress.

Maybe you just need to relax a little
more.

Oh, my God, I've got to go.

Let me drive you.

The truck right downstairs.

Oh, that's okay. That's Jim. I'll just
take a cab.

No, you do nothing of the kind. I'll get
the truck wound up.

Hey, Chief.

Hey, morning.

Blair Sandberg. This is Lila Hobson.

Hi. Hi.

Jim, I really have to go. Oh, all right.

Maybe I can call you a jet or something.

No, thanks.

Nice meeting you.

So I guess the orchids worked.

For you?

Oh, yeah.

How you doing?

I'm all right.

I had one of those sensory spikes again
last night. My head's still kind of

funny. Really?

You know, I've been thinking.

Both times you've had these sensory
episodes, you've been with Lila. Now,

are the possibilities of you being in
love?

You come up with it all by yourself, did
you? No, I'm serious here. I mean,

what's the old adage? When you're in
love, the sky seems bluer.

Maybe in your case, that's the truth.

Let me off the couch, Dr.

Ruth. Help me find some aspirin.

So, Jim, last night, after you had the
sensory episode, were your

senses still heightened when you were,
you know...

No, I'm serious. Give me some details
here. And be specific.

It's for my book.

You want photos?

You took pictures?

The key we found in that monk's hand
came from the Hotel Devonshire.

It tossed the room pretty good with all
we found with these two suitcases.

I guess that would be the monk key,
right?

Yeah.

What's this?

Didn't someone tell these guys the monks
are supposed to be celibate?

Maybe they're looking for a religious
experience.

What is this?

Oh, that's a computer trivia game. I've
played it. It's actually pretty cool.

Hmm.

The hotel manager said the victims
didn't speak English. I don't see a

computer here.

What are they doing with that?

Good question.

It says it's from Melonhead Software,
Cascade, Washington.

Yeah, Melonhead Software. It was started
by a guy named Boz Tate. He was one of

those... 20 -something -year -old
computer genius that started in his

but now he's actually got an industrial
building down in the marina.

You know this guy?

I just heard of him, you know.

Thanks for coming down to talk to us,
Mr. Tate.

Please. I'm happy to cooperate, although
I'm not exactly sure what you want to

ask me.

Have you ever seen these two men before?

No. Why?

They were both murdered within the last
24 hours.

Really? Well, they're total strangers to
me.

Their passports identify them as being
from Hong Kong.

According to the State Department,
you've been to Hong Kong four times in

last year.

I've also been to Tokyo and Singapore. I
go there to recruit talent.

There's a shortage of qualified American
programmers.

Look, I'm really sorry, but I have to
get back to work.

We're releasing more useless information
next week, so you can well imagine

we're racing to meet the deadlines.

Good luck with your investigation.

You care? Yeah, sure.

He seemed a little nervous to you?

Either he just got finished running a
marathon or he's lying through his

His heart was about to kick a hole in
his chest.

Now you think that could have been just
because he was talking to a cop?

That doesn't explain that odor.

What odor?

Chemical odor.

The kind they use in processing opium.

Jim. Hi.

I was just in the neighborhood. I
thought we could have some lunch.

Oh, well, this really isn't a good time,
Jim. I'll have to call you later.

Who are you? A friend.

Please help him.

The ME confirms that both our phony
monks were killed by a weapon with a

triangular blade dipped in a nerve toxin
similar to curare.

But it's from a plant that's only found
in Southeast Asia, which would suggest

that our killer is from the same
geographical area as our victims.

Well, what does that leave us with, Boz
Tate? Washington isn't exactly the Far

East. No, we've got him under
surveillance, Captain.

It looks as though monk number three has
gone to ground.

Well, we've got to find him before the
killer does.

We're going to do our best, sir.

Jim, what happened to your face?

Just a little misunderstanding, sir.

Catch up with you later. Let's go,
Chief.

Stand back. Hang on a second.

Shut the door.

What's going on with Jim?

Uh, nothing.

Blair, you're an awful liar.

Um, well, there is something going on
with his senses. I mean, all of a

they're just going haywire.

And he's seeing this new woman, and I
think they're somehow connected.

How? I don't know yet.

All right, keep me informed.

All right, I will.

Jim.

It's Lila.

Can we meet and talk?

Please.

Where?

There's a Chinese garden by the art
museum.

Meet me there in half an hour.

All right.

Chief, do me a favor.

Run this over to forensics to see what
kind of prints they can pull off a

Isn't this your jacket? Put a rush on
it.

Would

you

mind telling me what's going on here?

Oh, my God, John.

My fiancé is very wealthy.

You see, the fear of kidnapping is very
real to us.

That man who attacked you is his
bodyguard.

He thought you were assaulting me. He
was just trying to protect me.

I just wanted to talk to you.

I shouldn't throw him in jail for
assaulting a cop.

I didn't know you were a police officer.

So he just goes around and whacks people
who come close to you?

This is nuts.

That must be out of my head. I don't
know what I think about sometimes.

You've got a fiancé.

Maybe we should just leave it the way it
was.

Take care of yourself.

Now, this is what I call fine police
work.

An hour ago, bunk number three walks in
off the street, turns himself in.

Just like that.

Why? Are you kidding me? He's scared.

Afraid he's going to end up like his
buddies, wants us to keep him alive.

What's his deal?

Well, he and the man we found in the
park were brothers. The first victim was

their partner.

Now, he didn't see who the killer was,
but he's certain that they were sent by

the Shang syndicate.

Why are they killing their own people?

Well, these yo -yos decided they were
going to go into business for

They set up a private deal with one of
the syndicate distributors here in

Cascade. But of course, surprise,
surprise, the syndicate found out about

Sent in a hitman to take them all out.

Shall we?

You ask him if this is his distributor.

I'll call Judge Perlman for a search
warrant.

Thanks. Thanks, Joey.

Believe me, Commissioner, we're doing
everything that we can.

Our search of Melonhead software turned
up a chemical lab that used to process

heroin.

No, sir.

No, Tate was not there. He must have
gotten wind of our bus that took off.

We believe he's trying to leave the
country.

Hang on a second, sir.

Yeah, come on.

Excuse me, Captain. I just got word from
a forger who ordered me a favor.

Tate is picking up a fake ID and
passport tonight in an alley behind the

Dragon Club in Chinatown. I'm on my way
there, sir.

Great.

Good news, Commissioner.

Tate should be in custody within a few
hours.

Zealous. All units are to remain in
position until I notify you.

Standing by.

These clothes are nasty.

Where'd they come from, anyway?

You don't want to know.

Oh. I think there's something moving in
here.

Helped you get into character.

I'll tell you something. My character
dress is fine.

Go, go, go.

Our man is here.

All units be prepared to move in.

Our delivery boy is here with the
documents.

Move into position. The sailor's heading
south on 4th. Arms in danger.

Vampiric, call an ambulance.

Hello? Jack, I need an ambulance on 4th
and Main, in the out.

Whoa, easy. Don't shake it. Sounds like
a freight train.

Hey, Jimmy.

How you feeling, man? I'd feel better if
you were just a little quieter.

So how'd that flower thing go?

Like a charm. Yeah? Charm, what do you
got? I got some great news for you.

Sam just sent some stuff up from
forensics.

All right. Are you ready for this?

They got fingerprints off your leather
jacket.

Would you just give me the damn thing,
man?

Some cat. His name is Lo Min.

Lo Min.

This guy's wanted by the Hong Kong
police. Several charges, including

assault with a deadly weapon, and drug
smuggling.

Affiliated with the Shang syndicate.

Who's this guy?

Well, let's go find out.

I'm sorry, detective.

Miss Hobson checked out last night.

Do you know this man?

You think... The same hotel under the
name Tyler Chin did put he and Lila

together several times.

Well, he certainly fits the profile of
our killer. What I want to know is how

she fits into all this. What is she,
just some high -priced mistress?

Whatever the connection, sir, they're
definitely together.

Sorry, Jim.

We've got to find these guys before they
leave the country. I'll notify

Immigration.

But their job's not done yet, sir.

The third monk is still alive.

Oh, the kid's got a point, Captain.

The triad probably has to kill this guy
in order to set an example for the other

members. Well, it's going to be pretty
hard to kill this monk inside our city

lockup.

So let's make it easier.

All the local TV stations are carrying
our story about the biggest suspect in

the lockup.

If our hitman is paying attention, he'll
know about it.

What route are you taking?

Went on Chelsea, then heading south on
Waverly. Right.

All right, everybody, stay alert.

He says Chinatown's too dangerous.

This is where his friend was killed.

Tell him to calm down. He's safe.

Seems

as

though we've hit a roadblock, Captain.

This could be a setup.

You guys just stay put, keep your eyes
open, and calm down. I'm going to go out

and check it out, all right?

Hey,

what are you doing? What are you doing?
Get back here!

Jim!

he's there

kill him. It was right in front of you.

You hesitated because of your cop
friend, your lover.

If I tell the syndicate about this,
they'll order me to kill you.

I could, you know, with just my hands.

You have one chance.

Kill him.

Prove your loyalty to the syndicate once
and for all.

Or I kill you.

If it was Lowe, why

did he kill you?

I don't know, Simon. It doesn't make
sense to me.

Thanks, Sheila. Thanks for all your
help.

Guys, I had a friend of mine at the
university do some research on daggers,

it turns out that a triangular -shaped
dagger that's tipped in poison is a

favorite weapon of the Chinese triad.
They use it for assassination.

Facts me over a picture.

Oh, sorry, guys.

Jim, what's wrong?

Uh, my head, uh... Why don't you take a
look at this picture again?

This picture's causing a spike. Jim,
have you ever seen a dagger like this

before? I don't know.

This could be a key. I want you to take
a look at this again, and then free

associate, all right? Just see where it
takes you. How could a picture cause

anything? Come on, we've done this
before. Just relax and do your

Look at it.

See where it takes you.

Get ready for dinner.

Here, thank you.

Could you tie this for me, please?

Anything?

Yeah.

Lila and me in Bali.

What were you doing?

We were in the hotel room.

Right before dinner.

All right, well, take a look at this
again, all right? Because it's obviously

triggering something.

Take too long.

It's a two -man operation.

Uh -huh.

Anything else I can do?

Would you hand me my little piece of
love? It's on the ninth day. I can do

So self -defense.

To protect me from men like you.

How could I forget that?

Well, it was seven years ago. It was
right after you got out of Peru. You

probably still suffering from post
-combat stress syndrome.

I don't understand this bit about the
dagger, though. I thought she was

the sensory spikes. What does the dagger
have to do with it? Probably my senses

warning me, sir.

Right, like an alarm.

She and the dagger have always been
connected, so when he looks at the

it would set off the same spike.

Allison?

Jim? What?

The police were at my hotel.

Looking for me.

We know all about you and the Shang
syndicate.

All you can do is turn yourself in.

This is Captain Banks. I need a trace.
Put on the type of Ellison's home phone.

Jim, you don't understand.

Well, then explain it to me.

And then turn yourself in.

If I do, they'll kill me, Jim.

We're going to protect you. They can
reach anyone, anywhere.

I'm going to be there.

Nothing is going to happen. You're going
to be safe.

All right.

But I'll only turn myself into you.

Meet me at the McNeil Athletic Field at
3 o 'clock.

Jim, please come along.

Hi.

She was on some sort of tricked -out
cell phone. They couldn't get an exact

She wants to meet me at the McNeil
Athletic Field at 3 o 'clock alone.

Absolutely not, cowboy. We'll send
somebody else. If we send a posse, she's

going to smell a rat.

What about these spikes?

You'd be completely helpless.

Not necessarily.

What?

We're talking about your senses here.

To protect you and the tribe, all right?
And you can dial them back.

And I can help you.

All right, when she shows up, I need
five minutes before you move in.

You got it.

You all right?

Yeah.

Radio check, radio check.

Turn it down.

All right, she's here.

Five minutes, everyone.

You wanted to talk.

Please don't hate me.

You're a murderer.

Told you you might not like the truth.

Did I ever hear any of the truth?

I grew up in Hong Kong.

My father was a British expatriate.

But his investments failed, and when he
died, there was nothing left.

Tragic. I was ten years old, Jim.

Living on the street. Do you have any
idea what that's like?

The syndicates put me in.

They fed me.

They protected me.

I thought you had a kill.

They were the only family I had.

Hey.

Who is this man?

Lo.

He's my overseer.

Last month in Tokyo, I missed a target.

So this time, the syndicate sent Lo to
keep an eye on me.

See, I thought I missed because it was
time.

But it was more than that.

Then when I saw you again, I realized
what I wanted.

I want to get out, Jim.

I want to start over.

Jim, what's wrong?

Oh, he's in trouble.

Oh, he's got a knife.

All right, come on, Jim. Dial it back.
Dial it back. Control it.

Dial it back.

So you want to kill me now, huh?

You're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

You have the right to an attorney. I'd
like to know who I am, Jimmy.

I'd like to know how I feel.

Look out!

We have fire!

Somebody give me a location!

There! Fire!

Kick it off the shot.

Sniper is down. All units, move in now.

Thank you.