All language subtitles for Profiler s03e11 Where Or When

Yeah, Jimmy, hang that one there.

To the left.

Yeah, I got it standing by.

Jerry, you got to go over here.

Fred,

you got school?

Nope. Quit three weeks ago.

There's a liquor store on Hollywood,
about half a block up.

I don't think I'm really going to walk
down Hollywood Boulevard looking like

that. If anyone would notice, Teamsters
smoke blank chips. Check with them.

It was a stand -in.

Mister.

Mister.

Samantha Waters was made a widow by
Donald Lucas.

If that isn't enough, your client forced
this law enforcement officer and

dedicated mother into a life of
confinement and fear.

He also faces 15 additional counts of
murder. One, there is not a jury on this

planet that won't deliver the death
penalty.

So what are you offering?

Plead guilty, save the taxpayers a
fortune, and I'll agree to life without

possibility.

Won't you liken the fact, Mr. Starling?

Does she let you lead, or does she take
matters into her own hands? God, fake

Donald.

Your entire case can be reduced to one
fundamental issue, Sterling.

You want Sam.

You want what rightfully belongs to me.

The only thing that rightfully belongs
to you is that twisted landscape you

a mind.

Plead guilty, and he lives.

the moment that you're fired. Get out of
my sight!

That's legal team number three.

This rate's gonna wind up with some kid
who got his degree in night school.

My motives are pure, Sam.

They always have been.

I'm not trying to build a national
reputation using you as my ticket to the

Attorney General's office!

Throw him back in his cell.

The only one who understands you, Sam.

The things you want to know, and
especially the things that you don't.

What do you think he meant by especially
the things you don't?

There's nothing that he can do to me
that he hasn't already done.

3 ,000 gigabytes of encrypted data,
hundreds of embedded macros, self

-integrated operating system. I mean,
it's like dissecting Donald Lucas's

Now I almost know how Grace feels.

All this was obtained from his lair.

We assume he created these files in his
method of encoding them in the event of

capture. Of course, it would be helpful
to know what I'm supposed to be looking

for. I think it'll be clear when you
find it.

Something he hasn't told Sam yet.

Something she wouldn't want to know.

Where is she now?

Packing. We got a call from Los Angeles.
Third murder in 18 days.

We'll leave him now.

Now, Lucas used a shredder program to
overwrite his files.

He even had a self -checking erasure
system.

If he missed a call in by as little as
15 seconds, the entire database erased

itself. So retrieving the information
will be close to impossible.

What you meant to say is, I relish the
challenge.

Yeah. I relish the challenge.

Listen, you've known Sam a lot longer
than I have. It seems to me that she can

handle just about anything.

She's proven it.

Well, I said just about anything.

What couldn't she handle?

I will do whatever it takes to make sure
he never hurts her again. You know

that, don't you?

I thought otherwise, Paul.

victim from locals.

One lived in Brentwood, the other one
Beverly Hills. The second victim was

Bettendorf, Iowa.

He was in Hollywood for a pharmaceutical
company convention.

The lady's victim, Randall Stahl, made a
fortune on commercial real estate.

Yeah, he's worth about three million.

Everyone out here is worth at least
three million.

No, they just live like it.

All these guys were beaten to death by
somebody who was very... My murders, I'm

sure. They always have been. They were
all found without shoes.

I'm not trying to build a national
reputation. My motive is to use my

the Attorney General's office. My
motives are pure. Sam, are you all

Yes.

Was the last victim left in an alleyway
like the others?

Yeah, just above Sunset Boulevard.

Well, all of the victims were left in
very well -lit areas. It's almost as if

they had been left in a spotlight.

Theatrical. You could have some
connection to the film in this. Yeah,

of the victims did, so I doubt that the
murders were motivated by...

professional jealousy or anger over a
failed career, but he definitely wants

them found.

We must validate him.

We're still adding to our list of
violent offenders released in the area.

Has the crime scene been preserved?

I think you'll find it acceptable.

While it was still in his pocket, there
was nothing missing.

ID, credit cards, $300 cash.

I take Philippe.

I'm guessing the shoes might have been
Mali.

Some of those puppies were worth 800
bucks.

He left the cash in the watch. He didn't
care what the shoes were.

Is there a corsage near the other
bodies?

First one, yes. Second one, no.

Windpipe crush.

Occipital fractures.

No sign that the killer used an
instrument.

He was strong, though.

Maybe a martial arts guy.

No blood, no throw -off.

He was still somewhere else.

Same deal as the others.

Romantic. What?

Taking the shoes, leaving the corsage
could be part of some ritual.

He may be trying to reenact some
specific event.

Like what?

But it's almost as if the violence of
the kill is being offset by his nursing

romance.

So at this point, you don't know if the
killer had any personal connection to

his victims?

Correct.

Well, what else do we know about him?

Where did he hang out? Bars? Country
clubs?

Was he married?

Randall and I would have been married 14
years next week.

14 very good years, judging by this
place.

Or maybe not.

Any marital problems?

This is L .A.

Your husband recently suffer any
business reversal?

Any angry investors?

No.

Drug use?

A little cocaine now and then.

Purely recreational.

Incidents of abuse?

I beg your pardon?

How often did your husband beat you?

I have two children that I adore, a
beautiful home, financial security. How

often?

Just when he drank.

Was he drinking last night?

I didn't see him last night.

I've lied to more important people than
you about my husband's abuse.

I'm sure you have.

I believe the fat man. I'm mad as this
type or any other type.

Only last night, I tailed the fat man.

Where did he go?

Traded his drink from the hotel where
he's behaving friendly with some dame.

Right to the joint where Harry met his
wife.

I'm no genius.

Two and two gets me five.

Where does he go?

Straight in the street from the hotel
where it's behaving friendly with some

dame. Right to the joint where Harry met
his demise.

I'm no genius.

Two and two.

Uh, 7 .30.

Bring your appetite.

My motives are pure, sir. Great.

I'm not going to meet you there. You
will use my ticket to the Attorney

General's office.

My motives are pure, sir. Best
restaurant in Hollywood.

Faulkner used to go there.

What?

Something Lucas said.

None of the victims were killed at the
point of discovery, so mobility is key

for this guy.

Everyone is mobile here.

All the murders were committed at
different times of the day.

He has a flexible work schedule.

Someone with his kind of physical
prowess might spend a lot of time at the

Messenger to Larry Guy.

Those guys usually set their own hours.

John talked to the last victim's wife.

Randy Stahl abused her physically.

We're checking to see if the other
victims were also abusive to one.

I'll kill you. Just ignore him. Just go.

Is that your shoe? Forget the shoe. Just
go.

If there was a specific event, why is he
trying to reenact it?

Wasn't he traumatized by it in the first
place?

Well, all the more reason to recreate
it. He gains control, which is something

he probably didn't have when it actually
occurred.

I just saw that guy. The guy who plays
the millionaire in Gilligan's Island.

What's his name?

He's dead.

Oh.

Oh, I guess it wasn't him then.

Anyway, Winslow, the conventioneer from
Bettendorf, has four assault charges

involving women pending in Iowa.

And victim number one checked into an
anger management program a week before

was killed.

We're three for three on abusers.

How would the killer know about Winslow
if he was from out of town?

Well, he probably had an incident in
town.

I'm getting with Connor and Vice on that
one later.

It could be a woman's influence.

It's someone that he wants to protect.

Someone who provides a sense of
softness, romance.

Are most of those guys loners?

Most, but not all. I think that he
either has a woman in his life or he did

one.

He doesn't want to see the world as a
harsh place, even though he knows that

is.

He witnesses abuse and he wants to
avenge it.

Yeah? He wants women to be safe.

I remember you.

He needs to be the hero.

And I remember you, Buster.

Perhaps that the hideaway we're chasing
Hepburn used to meet is just up the hill

from here.

That's because the guy who sold the tea
was just down the hill from here.

They actually twisted at a guest house
on George Cukor's estate in Beverly

Hills.

One of the enduring romances of all
time.

Oh, here's William Holden's house. Oh,
do you remember that I Love Lucy where

she picked the orange off of William
Holden's tree?

That was great fruit from Richard
Woodward's.

Meet Jack Fairgate, Antodontist, Cable
Talk show host.

Everybody's a hyphenate in this town.

He's another abuser.

Neighbors heard fighting going on
between him and various women all the

Lived in a million -dollar bungalow
above the Strip.

Where was he killed?

At his place.

The only murder site we're certain of.
At least three miles away.

Why would he bring him out of here?

I mean, he could have left it at the
house or a hundred places in between.

Well, we figure he's dumping the bodies
away from the murder scene to try to

throw us off.

Well, unfortunately, I don't think we
enter into his thinking.

I think these crimes are all about him.

two and two gets me five, I become
suspicious.

And when I become suspicious... Thanks,
mister.

Can I freshen you? If I was any fresher,
you'd have to slap my face.

And when I become suspicious, I get this
buzzing sensation in the balls of my

feet.

Thanks, mister.

Can I freshen you?

If I was any fresher.

What

am

I going to do? Sit around and worry
about it?

Big one comes. I just hope I'm in Vegas.

Malone. Bailey, it's George.

I'm calling from your office.

I hope you don't mind.

I've been going through Lucas's hard
drives. I had to download through an

encrypted data retriever because it
wouldn't recognize my operating system.

What does that mean in my language?

Are you alone right now? I'm with you.

Sam and Chloe in some kind of

physical danger, George?

Physical? No.

I just don't think it's safe to tell you
over the phone.

Well, then, pouch it to me here, Iso.

No, Bailey, I can't risk it.

What Donald Lucas knew or knows is...
Okay, George, get on the first plane you

can.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Tell me what to do.

When do you tell me anything?

He wants to be the knight in shining
armor, so when he sees a woman in

he wants to defend her.

The latest case fits his pattern. He
follows the abusers to a place where he

feels safe. Then he attacks.

A woman never knows who defended her.
No, but he does.

And what is important is proving to
himself that he's a hero.

I don't know, maybe at one point in his
life he failed to be one.

So what we're looking for here is a
white male, maybe a delivery guy, a cab

driver, 18 to 35. No, older.

Maybe even as old as 50.

Ancient, you mean. No, no, no. I just
meant older than the statistical norm.

Why?

Because there is a sense of chivalry
that underlies these crimes. I mean, if

this guy is in a relationship, he's
probably very faithful to it.

He comes from a time when men opened car
door, tipped their hat, bought women

court budget.

1940s, 50s. Good old days.

A time when it was assumed that women
needed protecting.

The good old days.

No. I'm sorry, there's no Nick here.

Oh, I'm sorry to bother you.

That's all right.

The conventioneer from Iowa had a hooker
up to his hotel room. He got rough with

her. She called a cab from the Gold
Medal Cab Company.

I spoke to the dispatcher.

Got us a name.

Good work, Jeff.

James Ledbetter?

Yes. Detective Connor, Hollywood
Division, Special Agent Malone, Agent

the FBI.

Please, come in.

FBI?

We have some questions we'd like to ask
you.

Why would you be...

Can I ask what this is regarding?

We'll discuss that at the station.

I'm not under arrest, am I?

Why would you ask that?

Well, I... No, sir, you are not under
arrest at this time.

Can I get my shoes?

I get this buzzing sensation in the
balls of my feet.

Will you state your name, please?

James Lightbedder.

Are you taking this examination at your
own request?

Yes.

Do you drive a taxi for a living?

His apartment's a time warp.

1950s Walter Wall. Are your

eyes blue?

No.

Did you kill Jeffrey Winslow?

No.

Did you kill Jack Fairgate?

No.

Are you 51 years old?

Yes.

Is your hair brown?

Yes.

Did you kill Randall Stahl?

No.

Do you know who killed Randall Stahl?

Look, I understand all about your
profile, but he passed the test.

Come on, Warren. You know how unreliable
Polly is. He passed the test. I got

nothing else to hold him on. I got to
kick him. He's 51. He can drive the cab.

The furniture in the apartment. He
passed the test.

Frankly, I can see why. That guy
couldn't beat an egg, let alone three

who were... He could have suppressed his
rage when he becomes adrenalined. What

do you want me to do? Put a tail on him.
He makes us, and we get hit with a

harassment lawsuit.

Look, he's going to kill again.

Get a warrant to search his place.

On the basis of what?

Suppressed rage?

On the basis of, if he does kill again,
you'll find yourself counting traffic

tickets in Van Nuys.

I'll try and get a warrant.

I agree with him.

I know about rage and I know about
adrenaline.

And since there's no indication a drug
like PCP was involved, I don't see how

that man could have inflicted damage to
his victims worthy of Bruce Lee.

If you disagree with me... Oh.

We work together.

When we have the circle of wagons, we
circle the wagons.

Hi.

It just says that since the cemetery has
been sold for condominium development,

you're giving us the right to transfer
the remains to our facility in Canyon

Country, expensive to be paid by us.

We have a wonderful variety of
headstones to choose from. Of course,

would be on you.

I can't afford it.

And you verified this? From the most
reliable source.

The first thing I thought was, is it our
responsibility to tell her?

We're talking about Sam. I know.

That's why I asked the question.

If it was you, wouldn't you want to be
told? No.

She would. How can you be so sure?

Because she would.

If you didn't think this was our
responsibility, why did you call me?

What if Lucas doesn't plan to tell her?
He'll tell her. What if he doesn't?

We'll have dropped a bombshell on her
for no reason. You're trying to talk

yourself into something even you don't
believe, George.

Why would Lucas have kept this if he
didn't plan to use it? Use it as what?

Insurance to keep her from testifying?

He'd be an idiot to think that. He's no
idiot.

Nothing would keep her from testifying,
not even this.

This isn't about the trial. There's no
relevance to the trial.

This is about the relationship he thinks
he has with her, is desperate to have

with her.

And he'll use it just to destroy the one
remaining link to her past, to ensure

that he's the only man in her life.

The question is...

Will it be any less destructive if she
hears it from us?

You know, his whole mindset is trapped
in the 50s.

I'm beginning to think that maybe we
overlook the drop site as a component of

his overall psychology.

You think?

Well, didn't you say they were just
office buildings, nondescript,

modern? None of them existed in the 50s,
besides the vacant ones.

Yeah, well, I asked Connor to get us a
map of the area, something they used as

guide for tourists dating back to...

What?

I've been sitting here talking for about
a half an hour, and neither one of you

has looked at me once. I mean, what is
wrong? Do I have spit into my teeth or

something?

We're thinking.

Do we have to look at you while we're
thinking?

Why did you come here?

Bailey said you guys were kind of stuck.

I thought maybe I could help.

Unstick it.

Exactly.

Where are we with the search warrant?

One of my men is waiting in the
courtroom as we speak. As soon as it's

we'll have it.

This puppy was not easy to find. How
old?

1950.

First body was found right here, just
behind 8433 Sunset.

Well, now it's a comedy workshop, but
back in 1950, we're here at nightclubs.

I'm a solid found near what 86 10 sunset
Which was once the Trocadero Jack

Fergie first one where the Browns are
these all Hollywood landmarks of the 40s

and 50s

That's the fourth time he's played that
piece of tape.

He sees himself as a hero, a guy who
protects the girl.

Why the same scene over and over again?

What the hell movie is that?

Judging by the cinematography, I'd put
it somewhere in the late 40s.

Lack of production values would probably
indicate one of the low -budget studios

that were prevalent at the time, like
American Cinema and United Filmmakers

both companies that specialized in cheap
rip -offs of Raymond Chandler -type

material.

Miss Spaniel.

Well, that call certainly made a magic,
didn't it?

John. I'm on it.

I need to get inside that apartment.

Then I know where I can find a copy of
that laundry.

What the hell's taking Connor so long?

I want that warrant.

Bailey, what aren't you telling me?

There's nothing.

Come on, Bailey.

George has a problem.

The ramifications are potentially
serious.

He's not sick.

No. No.

It's not his health.

But he came to me in confidence, and I
can't betray that.

So the fat man says to me this.

I never been within 10 blocks of that
joint where Harry was killed.

Never within 10, I says.

Never within 20, he says.

Now, normally, I believe the fat man on
matters of this type or any other type,

except when he's handicapping the nags,
which brings out the definite liar. Hey,

let go of me. No, no, no. Hey, come on.
Listen.

Final Sunset, American Cinema, 1952.

Call Mr. Young, my tailor.

Get a coat that fits.

Now, there are at least three other
scenes where Nick rescues him.

Well, maybe it's the physicality of this
one, the way he punches the bad guy.

Well, see, not a doc. He tackles the
guy.

Can I freshen you?

I was any... This is the only one where
the girl actually does something.

Really, he's watching this movie because
of her.

Margot was played by Betty Grant.

Never heard of her.

Chances are neither is anyone else.

If she was made in 52, James would have
been about five.

She may be his mother.

Betty Grant might be her stage name.

Now, what if something happened to her,
something traumatic that involved James?

That could be the event that he keeps
trying to recreate.

We could be talking about 45 years ago.

Why would it trigger him now?

I don't know.

But he's been living in a world that
hasn't changed in 45 years.

The answer might be there.

I only want my fair share.

I'm not asking for all of it. It's like
I haven't shared with you.

I have no problem cutting you. Give me a
stash.

Where's the stash?

Do you want to die?

Don't die right now because I will cut
you. I have no problem cutting you.

Do you want to get cut?

Ten. Twelve and a half. All the shoes in
his bedroom are size nine.

Thanks, planes and missing shoes.

Danny, listen to this.

L .A. Tribune, October 7, 1954.

Betty Grant, part -time actress, real
name Nancy Ledbetter.

Boyfriend Dick Rogers bleeds guilty.

Boyfriend admitted he beat a five -year
-old son, James, trying on his custom

-made shoes.

And that's why he takes the shoes.

When Nancy went to help him, Rogers
killed her.

That line in Final Sunset is a one -and
-only on film.

That's your girl at Ciro's, Trocadero,
Coconut Grove.

Will you listen to this?

A month ago, James was told that his
mother's body was going to be exhumed

moved to another cemetery.

A week later, he started killing.

He couldn't defend her then, and he
can't defend her now.

Nick McDonald.

The name of the detective in the movie.

So you have a child.

A child who thinks that it's his fault
that his mother died, so he has

unbearable guilt.

So what does he do? He becomes someone
else.

His role model, who's strong enough to
do what he can to protect women from

abuse.

Really, that's why he passed the
polygraph.

He has two distinct personalities.

James doesn't know that Nick exists.

Malone. We got a hostage situation with
our boy.

Where?

Okay.

Okay, James.

Just put the knife down, all right?

James, listen to him. Put down the
knife.

No, stay back, stay back.

Whoa, whoa, wait. Hold on, hold on.

Oh, God.

Stay back.

Don't push him. Don't push him. Stand
easy now.

I'm not getting anywhere with this guy.

Where are we?

Put the sniper on the roof across the
street.

Unless you drop that knife, we can't
help you. What makes you think I need

help, copper?

This guy's mine.

I'll take the fall with him, but I won't
turn him over to you.

Get ready, boys.

He's not going to give up. A hero never
gives up.

What are you talking about?

Get the chopper out of here. Have the
sniper stand down and tell these men to

lower their guns.

Not while he's got a hostage.

He'll kill himself and the hostage.

Charlie, lose the chopper.

Boys, relax. Throw your weapons.

Okay, James.

See there?

We don't want to hurt you.

We don't want anybody to get hurt. We
just want to try to end this thing.

When we end it, we can talk.

Nothing's going to happen unless you let
him go, James.

He isn't James anymore.

Nick?

This doesn't work. Have the sniper take
him out.

Call me Sam, why don't you?

I want you a gal named Sam.

Yeah?

What was she like?

Just another dame, only more so.

Hold it right there.

Were you sweet on her neck?

I think you were.

I think that she was one of those gals
that makes you want to swear off gals

good, but you wake up in the morning
wishing she was there. If you could

the coffee and know that she was brewing
it just for you.

Is that how it was?

She thought so.

Well, I can see why.

I mean, a gal would have to be ice not
to go for a guy like you.

All she'd have to do is look at you and
know she was safe.

Say that again, honey.

You took care of this guy, Nick.

He can't hurt that girl anymore.

Yeah, right. You took care of all of
them.

That, too, baby, goes with the job.

That's a job that James couldn't do,
could he?

These little bastards didn't do a thing.

Just watched and turned away.

Well, no one's going to hurt those gals
as long as Nick McDonald's around.

Oh, God, no.

Okay, that's right, Nick. That's right.
You were strong enough to protect all of

them.

Just like you would have been strong
enough to protect Nancy if you'd been

there. She wouldn't have died. She died
because of him.

Well, what could he have done to save
her? It was her son.

There was nothing he could do.

He tried. That's what he does. He tried.

He was a boy, five years old. What can a
boy do against a grown man?

He was yellow, that's all.

She tried to help him.

He was his mother.

A mother will do anything to save her
child. It's her most powerful instinct.

He tried.

Just stood and watched.

And then ran. As any child would have.

He was afraid.

Wasn't his fault. She never would have
blamed him.

She wouldn't? No, of course not.

Blamed himself.

For all these years.

But what she did, she did out of love.

She loved you.

She would have been ashamed.

No.

She would have been proud of you.

She was proud of you.

Jesus.

You were her hero.

I didn't want to tell you until we got
home.

My father?

He was young.

It's not completely clear he knew what
the results would be.

Forty people.

It was new research at the time. No one
could have known what would happen.

He knew there was a chance. No one knew
how great a chance. But he did it

anyway.

Forty people.

Sam, in the name of science? No.

In the name of his career.

I don't know how Lucas got the
information.

It doesn't matter.

I just... I didn't want you to hear it
from him in a public forum.

Is there anything I can do for you?

No.