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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. Just isolate the

different smells one by one. I smell
perfume.

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

Where's Jared?

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

In the jungles of Peru, the fight for
survival heightens 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 you were 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?

Booked. 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 Cap Cane.

So you're from Munich?

I've never been to Europe.

I've always wanted to go.

You should go.

It's very 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.

Picture.

He's your brother?

Yes. You recognize him, don't you?

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.

Bitch.

His name is Max Vaughn.

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

Fugale. 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, Vice has

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 the drinks at
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
killings?

Anything that's possible.

I don't think so.

What's up?

What do you got, Jim?

It's a woman's earring.

Yeah, sure.

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... Crow manages to escape.

Are you sure you're ready for this,
Chief? You think I've never been to a

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.
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 is killing us.

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?

Thank you.

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.

That's one pretty good description,
isn't it, Chief?

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 Mac 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 Mac's phone 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.

Let me try that.

Amber.

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 went to the store,
Bernie.

I don't think so.

I can see everything from my front room
window.

Deborah?

I have an appointment that I have to get
to. I completely forgot to meet

someone.

What about your package?

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 Max
Fallon.

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.

Listen to me, Lancelot. None of this
would have happened if she'd complained

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. I mean, she's
cute. She's just not my type, even if

was or not.

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 anybody.

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.

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

apartment? It was mint with some kind of
chemical smell. That's why I remember

that she met the killer at the hotel
bar.

So I went back to the hotel and rummaged
through the trash, and I came up with

this 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?

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

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 vehicle?

I left it over here.

No messages, though.

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 found in America, I was the best.

By any chance, do you know what kind of
car Zeller drives?

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. Doesn't
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. See, Hank wasn't
his brother.

I don't mind Atlanta telling me that
Hank is actually a guy named Hans

a Dutch middleman who brokers the
services of elite terrorists and

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.

Grunwald's dead? What the hell is he
doing in Karski?

Apparently, Grunwald made some bad
investments using a floater to 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.

Now you 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

being 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 Diller's car on the
parking lot of the 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? Right. Hey, take it.

I mean the cop.

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

I'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.

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 prophet.

It's not what I meant.

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, let's relax.

He's not going to make a move until he
gets what he wants, which is exactly

we're going to give him.

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

Young lady, 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 Reed's lips, too.

All right.

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

I look forward to seeing you, too.

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

away from any word.

Oh, careful. I might fall off.

You look good in a beard.

Oh, yeah? I grew one 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 playing Javid 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 about that. You'll be okay.

Yep.

Stop that.

Sorry.

It's 12 o 'clock.

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

Where's Jim?

Don't worry.

He's got us covered.

Headshot's fired on the fourth floor.
All units move in now.

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.

Em'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 have
called soon. Amber said he was already

overdue. I 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 Zeller that she knows

we know about?

Right.

But I'll let me have it.

I'll have to tell them.

Hello, Amber.

Hi, Hank.

How have you been?

You don't look very happy.

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.

We have covered the cost of medical
school.

Thank... Amber, please let me give you
this.

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

I agree.

For

a

dead man, you could mark me well.

He was going to kill her.

Hans.

Hans.

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 nightmares.

You know how talented I am in that
regard.

Thank you, Father.

That was my pet catching up with me.

It's all right.

Everything will be all right.

No.

All right.

Come here.

Come on.

Yeah. It's the plumber. Come to fix the
thing.

Where is she?

She's 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

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.
Keep a watch.

Oh, look.

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

arrangements. Sorry, Blair.

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

This was not our decision.

I understand.

This 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.

Get some air.

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.

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.

That was the FBI.

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

flipped 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 of her to fill a
lunchbox.

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 idea?

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

thought it could have been a room
number.

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.

A country club, yeah, that's it.

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.

What are you guys looking for anyway?

There's no one we find.

Damn it, we lost her.

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

This is a men's locker room. Women
aren't allowed.

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's going to be anywhere.

I know where she's going.

Now boarding for the F8 flight 29.

Thank you.

Thank you.

This is Detective Bill, F8 PD. I need to
see your passenger list.

Related by name, Lark. Amber Lark. L -A
-R -K -I -N.

Uh, she 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 Red.

And to Rio 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.

Yeah. Hi, it's me.

Amber, where are you?

I'm at the airport.

I'm sorry I ran away.

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 and
what he'd 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. What happened?

Tell her.

Did you see him?

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

Zeller's nicotine dumps.

Oh, man.

All these people, you know, hairsprays,
deodorants, aftershave. This is crazy.

Come on. You can do it. Just isolate the
different smells one by one.

Call security.

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.

Well, think about that.

See you around campus.