All language subtitles for The InBetween s01e09_English

- Previously,
on "The Inbetween"...

- I can't wake up my mom.

- The woman I saw was dead.
He'd taken out her eyes.

- Perp's name was Ed Roven--
Texas, mid '90s.

Six women murdered.
Same MO, same signature.

Executed October 2, 2005.

Roven screwed up when he left
his last victim's son alive.

Mark Waterman told the cops

everything Roven did
to his mom.

He couldn't save her,
and he blamed himself,

so he starts to create
violent fantasies

in which he's like Roven.

- We're not a team.

- I want out of the Inbetween.

And you're gonna help me,
Cottontail.

[Simple Minds' "Someone,
Somewhere In Summertime" plays]

♪

- Hey, we're closed!

- ♪ I'm burning slow,
with me in the rain ♪

- [sighs]

- ♪ Walking in the subway,
calling out my name ♪

- Last call was
half an hour ago.

Hey. You don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here!

♪

Millie?

[music distorts]

[gasps]

[grunts, panting]

[boat horn blares]

[machine whirring]

[ominous music]

♪

- Find me.

- [gasping]

- ♪ Someone, somewhere
in summertime ♪

♪

♪ Someone,
somewhere, somewhere ♪

- Okay, I understand.

Thank you so much
for calling, Doctor.

- Why is the doctor
calling so early?

- He had some news.

Uh, he took a look
at my most recent film,

and the steroids
aren't shrinking the tumor

quite as fast as he'd like.

[somber music]

♪

- I see.

So what does that mean?

- Look, we knew that
the surgery was inevitable.

- Yeah, but not this soon.

- Well, he also had
some good news.

Dr. Ramona Ashcroft,

who's one of the best
brain surgeons in the country--

he said she's available to fly
in in the next few weeks

to perform the procedure.

[footsteps approaching]

- Okay.

- Oh, let's not get into it
right now.

- Hey, guys.
- Hey, sweetie.

How's it going?
- Hey.

- I need a favor.
- Yeah?

- Can you look
into a cold case for me?

- Yeah, sure.
Do you have a name?

- Millicent Pierce.

I saw her last night
at the bar,

and then I spent a few hours

looking through
missing-persons websites

until I found her photo.

She disappeared
in the summer of 1985.

She wants me to find her.

- 1985, that's almost ten years
before you were born.

- Yeah.
There are other things, too.

There was a fishing boat

and rope
and another dead woman.

- Okay, well, look,
I'm going to the office early,

so I'll look up the file--
I'll give you a call.

- Thank you.

I'll see you later.

[indistinct chatter]

- Did we catch a case?
- Millicent Pierce.

Disappeared August 29, 1985.

- A cold case.

So no body, no forensics,
and not to mention

a 34-year lag time for
witnesses' memories to fade.

What are you thinking--
reinterview the parents?

- I can handle that.

But if you wouldn't mind,
I could use some help

with these files.
- What files?

- These files.
Thanks, fellas.

- Anytime, Detective.
- I did a quick search.

In 1985, every detective
on Millie's case

was working at least
two other missing women--

mostly sex workers
and runaways.

- Oh. Was Millie a runaway?

- No, but she was pegged
as one because she snuck out

of the house post curfew,
never came home.

But she was a good student.
She was close to her family.

- Oh, what's the connection?

Cassie.

- She said
when she saw Millie,

there was
another girl there as well.

Now, it could be they were
taken by the same person.

These seven women went missing
the same year as Millie,

and like her,
the bodies were never found.

A task force worked on the
cases as long as they could

back in '85, but eventually
the trail went cold.

- Detectives retire,

files were sent to storage.

These women were forgotten.

And if he was never caught,

whoever took them
could still be active.

- I've asked unis to gather
all missing-persons files

for the last 34 years.

But, basically,
any woman that disappeared

in that time and hasn't been
found is potentially

a victim,
especially prostitutes.

- Well, I'll check
with Vice,

see if any sex workers
have recently gone missing.

- I've already done that.
According to them, this woman,

Becky Russell,

disappeared just five days ago.

Last seen down near Sea-Tac.

- The airport's popular
with working girls.

- Yeah. Friend of hers
said the last time she saw her,

she was getting into a car
with an older guy.

Didn't see his face.

- Well, guess it goes
without saying

that if he's been active
for over 30 years,

he'd best
be described as older.

He'd be in his 50s or 60s
by now.

- Cassie said Millie
wants to be found.

[ominous music]

What if she's also trying
to help us

bring down a serial killer?

♪

- So you're saying seven
other women

went missing
the same year as Millie?

- Mm-hmm. All prostitutes,
all last seen near Sea-Tac.

Asante and I
are looking into it.

♪

- That's her. This is the woman
I saw in the fishing net.

- Tara Burns.

She went missing
two days before Millie.

All right,
are you ready for this?

Grieving relatives?

It's never easy.

- I understand.

What did you tell them
about me?

- I told them
you were my daughter,

you saw Millie's case
on the Internet,

and you asked me
to look into it.

But they're not going
to tell me anything

that they haven't already said
to the original detectives

a million times.

If there's any new information
to glean in there,

you'll be
the one getting it...

from Millie.

[thunder rumbles]

- We were surprised to get
your call, Detective.

It's been a long time
since anyone

has been interested
in looking for Millie.

- Very long time.

- I can't make any promises.

- We understand.
It's been 34 years.

And if Millie
were still alive, she--

- If my sister
were still alive,

she would have
come back to us by now.

We don't expect miracles.

- We just want to give
our daughter a proper burial.

She shouldn't be out there...

out there alone.

- We'll do everything we can.

The night Millie disappeared,

you thought she'd slipped out
of the house to meet someone?

- Earlier that summer,
I had caught her

sneaking out the back door.

She was all dressed up.

She had a date, I'm sure of it.

- And she never mentioned
to you

the name of the person
that she was seeing?

- No. None of her friends
knew, either.

- Millie wasn't supposed
to be dating.

We had her
on a strict curfew.

But...
- Our daughter was headstrong.

[chuckles]
Independent.

She wanted one
of those Walkmans, you know?

And we told her that he would
buy her one for Christmas

if she kept her grades up.

- But she couldn't wait.
She...

she made money herself,
babysitting.

I swear I never saw her
without those headphones--

music playing all the time.

- Millie didn't walk,
she danced...

everywhere she went.

- Is the Walkman still here?

- They think
she was wearing it when...

A-anyway,
we--we never found it.

- Everything else in her room
is exactly how she left it.

- Would it be okay if--

That is, do you think
I could look in Millie's room?

- Upstairs,
second door on the left.

[dramatic music]

♪

- You had style,
Millie Pierce.

♪

[whirring]

- ♪ Peter Rabbit
and Little Boy Blue ♪

♪ Hidden in the brush...

[tempo quickens,
music distorts]

♪

♪ Everybody run,
Peter Rabbit ♪

- Well, nothing new my end.
How about you?

- I'm not sure.

Do you remember
the "Peter Rabbit" song,

the one I said
would be important

in the Shannon Bell case?

- Yeah.

- I heard it again
up in Millie's room.

- Mark Waterman wasn't even
alive when Millie disappeared.

- No, but Ed Roven was.

- What do you know
about Ed Roven?

- The night
you caught Waterman,

Roven came to visit me.

- Just the once?

- No.
- Why didn't you tell me?

- I knew you'd be upset.
- Oh...

- But he's been not unhelpful
a couple of times.

The guy knows his way
around the underworld.

- Putting aside
my keen discomfort

with this for a moment,

what could Ed Roven have to do
with Millie's disappearance?

He was killing women in Texas.

- Yes, but not until
the 1990s, right?

I don't know what it means.
It might be nothing, but...

I don't think it's nothing.

- I'll look into it.

Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

- Yes, uh...

I love you.

- [chuckles]
- Bye.

- ♪ You got me
where you want me ♪

♪ I'm going left, right,
left, right, left ♪

[static whirs]

[music resumes briefly, stops]

[ominous music]

♪

- You better stay out
of my business, little girl!

[engine revving]

[dramatic music]

♪

- You think all these women
were grabbed by the same guy?

- No, we think the killer
was concentrating

on high-risk victims--
prostitutes and runaways.

- Any bodies turn up?

- No, none of these women

have ever been found,
alive or dead.

- We're still going
through files,

but it looks like our guy
has a type--

Young, Caucasian, brunette.

- All of these women were
last seen near Sea-Tac.

Looks like that
was his hunting ground.

- Becky Russell
fits the profile.

- Yeah, but Millie Pierce
doesn't.

She wasn't a sex worker.
She had light eyes, light hair.

- Yeah, that's true, but Millie
disappeared two days

after Tara Burns
was last seen--

August 27, 1985.

- Could be a coincidence.

- Or maybe Millie
was an outlier.

- Then how do you explain
the fact

that these eight women
and Becky Russell

disappeared 34 years apart.

- We don't think he quit
in 1985.

We think he just slowed down,
enough to stay under the radar.

- Becky's suspected abductor

was thought to be
in his 50s or 60s.

Unis are going through
missing-persons reports

from the last 34 years.

- How many?

- 15 women so far.

- I just hung up with
Becky Russell's sister.

Their mother's sick, and Becky
was helping take care of her.

The family's sure
she wouldn't have left town

without telling anybody.

- If you're right about this
and there's a serial

who has been operating
under the nose

of the police department
for over 30 years,

I want us to be the ones
who catch this guy.

Keep digging.
Find out everything

you possibly can
about these missing women

and keep me posted
on Becky Russell.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Let's go.

- Cassie's sure Ed Roven
was involved

in Millie's disappearance?
- Yeah.

- But obviously he couldn't
have taken Becky Russell.

- What are the odds two serials

were operating in Seattle
at the same time?

- It's happened before.

In the 1970s,
Santa Cruz had three.

- So maybe Roven's responsible
for Millie,

and our other women,
the prostitutes,

belong to our unknown serial.

Look at this.

Bank statements in the early
'80s show that Roven

was mostly
in the Southern states until...

April '85,
he cashes a check in Colorado.

- He was heading northwest.
- Mm-hmm.

After that,
the trail goes cold

until he shows up back in Texas
almost eight months later.

- So it's possible he was in
Seattle the summer of 1985.

- Right. Maybe he was working
off the books.

He was living
out of pocket, he was--

♪

Cassie said she saw
a fishing boat...

and a net.

- Could be he worked
a fishing trawler for cash.

- Let's get down to the docks.

[indistinct chatter]

- Last chance, Cottontail.

Walk away.

- How'd you know Millie, Ed?

- That a piece of fluff
in your ears?

I said it ain't
your business.

- Her parents want her back.

It's their business, isn't it?

She doesn't belong with you.

- Millie's fine where she is.

She's in a lovely spot.

- Millie disagrees.

- You've seen her?

- You said that you wanted
out of the inbetween,

wanted to do some good
so you could move on.

Here's your chance.

Why aren't you taking it?

♪

What will I learn about you
when I find Millie?

- Nothing...

because you
won't find her...

ever.

Now you leave it be.

- Or you'll what?

♪

That's what I thought.

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- We're just about to close up.

- And we'd just like
to ask some questions.

- How long have you
worked here?

- Since right after
high school.

- Do you, by any chance,
recognize this man?

Ed Roven.

- Nah, is he a fisherman?
- Was.

This would have been
in the mid 1980s.

- This is what
he'd look like then.

- Hey, Frank!
Can you come her a sec?

It's Frank Blair.
He's my boss.

- Good evening, sir.
- What can I do you for?

- Do you ever remember seeing
this man?

- Would have been 1985.

- Sorry, these guys
all blend together,

especially if it was
that long ago.

- Mm-hmm.

- But we've got records
of every vessel

that's come and gone
from this port since the 1950s.

Some of them have the names
of crew members.

- Well, we need May
to December, '85.

- All right, give me a minute
to pull the files.

- Thank you, sir.

[indistinct chatter]

- ♪ I'm wired

♪ On Red Bull
and Hennessy ♪

♪ Higher than you

♪

♪ I'm on fire

[eerie music]

- [gasping]

♪

[gasps]

[choking]

- ♪ Peter Rabbit
and Little Boy Blue ♪

- What the hell
is going on here?

- Help me, please. Help me.
[door closes]

- Oh.

God damn.

You think I was coming
to save you?

Remember, now,
we said the next one's mine.

.

[indistinct chatter]

- So you don't know
who the other guy was?

- I couldn't see his face.

It was horrible.
They were so cruel.

They talked about the next one.
Roven said it was his turn.

- All right, they must
have been

working together,
for that summer at least.

- Right.

- This serial we're hunting...

is Ed Roven's mentor.

- This is the guy you said
was taking prostitutes?

- Roven went to Texas
at the end of the summer.

After that, we found reports

for 31 more missing women
in Seattle--

Caucasian, brunette,
all the victims

were prostitutes,
runaways, or homeless.

- Every one of them was last
seen down near Sea-Tac.

- [sighs]
- The last woman we found

who fit the profile,
Becky Russell,

she went missing five days ago.

- Maybe this is why Roven

doesn't want us
looking for Millie.

He's protecting his friend.

[ominous music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, I've gone through
the paperwork

from the dock
master's office.

- You find Ed Roven?
- No.

But the summer Millie
disappeared,

there was a private boat moored
on the marina

called "Acquiesce."

It stayed there
for five months

and left two days
after Millie disappeared.

- Something special
about that boat?

- Mm, the captain--Amos Scott.

He retired to Fidalgo Island.

I sent him a photo of Millie,
but he didn't recognize her.

But he did remember Ed Roven.

Said Roven worked for him
that whole summer.

- Thanks for coming in,
Captain Scott.

- Well, it's not many things
get me over to the mainland

these days, but a call
from the cops is one of them.

- Captain, Detective Asante
said you remembered this man.

- Yep.
That's Eddie.

Signed on to my crew...

sometime in, uh, '85,
I guess.

Didn't stay long, though.

- How come?
- The way Eddie was...

he was a bit off.

Tell you the truth, he gave us
all the heebie-jeebies.

I was glad to get rid of him
at the end of the season.

- Did Ed have any friends?

- Yeah, he spent most
of his time

with this buddy of his
from town.

What the hell
was his name now? Um...

- Can you describe him?
- Yeah.

Dark hair, tan,
bit of a salesman--

always ready with a glad hand

and the shark eyes,
you know what I mean?

Working construction.

I think he got Eddie
a few jobs off the books.

I remember one time Eddie
borrowed my truck

and a few hundred bucks
against his salary

to go bail this guy
out of jail.

- Did Eddie say
what the charge was?

- Solicitation.

This guy picked up a prostitute
down by Sea-Tac there.

[tense music]

- It wasn't till 1984
that the brass

finally convinced the city
to prioritize

arresting johns
over working girls.

- Well, it gives us a nice pool
of suspects to wade through.

It's mostly out-of-towners,
guys at their bachelor party.

- Look at this.

- What?
You get something?

♪

- Frank Blair.
- What, the dock master?

- Well, he is now,
but, yes, look at this.

Back in '85, he was working
in construction.

♪

- Arrested for solicitation
on July 1, 1985.

Bailed out
by one Edward Roven.

♪

- Frank Blair
is Ed Roven's mentor.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Frank Blair!
Seattle P.D.!

- Help me! Help me!
[sobbing]

♪

Help!

Help me! Help!
- Go, go, go, go!

- Help!

- Seattle P.D.!
Stop where you are!

- Open it.
- [sobbing]

- Police. Police.

You're safe. You're safe.
- All clear, Detective.

♪

[elevator bell dings]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, kid, it's me.
- Hey, what's up?

- We found Ed Roven's mentor--
a guy named Frank Blair.

- What about Becky Russell?
- She's pretty banged up.

But she's still alive.
- And Millie?

- CSU is in Blair's yard now
using ground-penetrating radar.

They think there are at least
seven bodies buried there.

- If they find Millie,
I want to be there.

- Well,
we're at the precinct now.

We're booking Blair for murder.

Meet me here.
I'll drive you over to Blair's.

Okay, I just finished my shift.
I'll be there in 15.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

- He told me what you are.

He told me to take your eyes.

♪

- [screaming]

[car beeps]

♪

You're a witch!

He told me
you have to be stopped!

♪

.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey.

There you go.

Are you sure you're all right?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

Mm.

- I guess that pepper spray
key chain I bought you

came in handy after all.

- [scoffs] You're gloating.
Really?

- No, I'm just glad
you're safe.

- Did they arrest the guy?

- Yeah, he's got multiple
assault priors,

long history of mental illness.

Looks like you were in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

- I'm not so sure.

- What do you mean?

- [sighs] I've seen him before
with Roven.

They were talking.

- Are you saying Roven
got someone to attack you?

- The guy called me a witch,

said he wanted
to take out my eyes.

That's...
it's pretty Roven specific.

- [sighs]

[dramatic music]

- I'm probably just paranoid.
Roven's a ghost.

I mean, when he talks
to people, they can't hear him.

- Unless they're
like you, right?

[knock at door]

- CSU found 13 bodies
at Blair's cabin so far.

Preliminary IDs came in for the
women who disappeared in 1985,

including Tara Burns.

- Wow.

- A lot of grateful families
are finally getting answers

about their missing daughters
and sisters.

- Did they find Millie?

- There's no sign
of her at Blair's cabin.

- If Millie was taken
the same week as Tara,

killed by the same man,
then it stands to reason

that they would be
buried together.

- Frank Blair's got a lawyer,
and he's talking.

He says he doesn't know
where Millie is.

- Can I see him?

Roven killed Millie.
I'm sure of it.

If I get close
to his best friend,

maybe I can get
something off him.

- My client has a agreed
to cooperate.

He can help close
over 60 cold cases today.

- You're keen to make
a quick deal, Frank?

- I had a good run.

- We know you were friends
with Ed Roven.

The only reason you gave us
the ship's manifests

is because you knew
we wouldn't find his name

on any of the crew lists.

- You didn't think that we'd
look for him on private boats,

track down retired captains?

- You're thorough,
I'll give you that.

- We know you and Ed Roven
took Millie Pierce.

- I told you already--
I don't know nothing

about that little bitch.

- Pick one
of the 60 other cases

my client is willing
to confess to, Detective.

- Right after we get
an answer on this one.

Where is Millie?

♪

- You're asking the wrong guy,
Detective.

The only man
with all those answers...

he's long dead.

[eerie music]

- He'll talk.
They always do.

- He doesn't know
where Millie is.

I think Ed Roven took her
somewhere.

He's the only one who knows.

And that is why he's so sure
we'll never find her.

And we won't, unless--

- Unless what?

- How do I question Roven?

Like, get him to tell me
what he knows?

- [scoffs]
It's not that simple.

Detectives go through years
of training

before they sit down
to interrogate serials.

- Yeah, we don't have
that kind of time.

Break it down for me.

[dramatic music]

- Well, there are a couple of
simple techniques you can try.

You can ask him if he has--
- Hang on a minute.

I'm not throwing Cassie
into a game

of psychological cat-and-mouse
with Ed Roven.

- I can handle myself.

- He's not
your average visitor, Cassie.

Spectral or not,
he is capable of harming you

in ways that go
beyond physical.

- We told Millie's family we
would do everything we could

to find her.
- And we will.

Asante and myself.

- [scoffs]

So it's fine when you need
my help with a case,

but when it's the other way
around and I come to you,

I get shut down?

You need to decide
how you see me, Tom.

Am I the little girl
you want to protect,

or am I the woman
who helps you solve crimes?

You can't have it both ways.

♪

[indistinct chatter,
siren wails]

- I'm gonna head home,
grab a shower.

And I was thinking, on the way,
I'd stop at Council,

talk to Cassie.

- Sure.

Asante.

I've worked
my share of serials,

but never a copycat
until Mark Waterman.

Would you say
he was fairly typical?

- Typical?

[sighs] No.
Waterman was a special case.

I chalk it up to him

having an up-close and personal
relationship with Roven.

Saw him work firsthand,

but he was more dedicated
to Roven's MO and signature

than any copycat
I've ever seen.

I mean, their kills
were almost identical.

Why do you ask?

- Uh, just curious.

- Mm.

- I'm keeping you.

♪

- Wait a minute--you're sure
Roven can't hear us?

- [chuckles]
Yeah, we're good.

I can feel when he's here
and when he isn't,

and right now he isn't, so...

- It's good to know
the universe

has your back
a bit in all this.

- Yeah.
Where do we start?

- [chuckles] Mm.

Let's talk about Roven.

You know, a guy like that,

he needs to feel
that he's in control,

that he's the smartest person
in the room.

All right, you have to go in
there and rock his confidence.

You have to make him give you
the information you need.

- Okay. I-I've already tried
asking him.

- No, you were feeding his ego
instead of attacking it.

It's not that psychopaths
have no feelings.

They just have no empathy
for anyone but themselves.

Now, you can get to Roven.

It just has to be
about his needs,

not yours and not Millie's.

Challenge him.
Push him.

Make Roven prove he's smarter
and better than you

by giving you
what you want.

- You want me to piss him off?

- In a nutshell, yeah.

Look, it's a dangerous move,
and I won't lie

and say that I know exactly
how Roven's gonna react,

because I don't.

[sighs]
But based on his profile,

it's the one that will best
get a reaction.

- Right.
Okay, I can do that.

- Mm.

So what do you got
in your arsenal?

- I think he cares
about Millie.

When he realized I'd seen her,
he seemed jealous.

- Great.
Use that.

Lift that rock,
and you'll see

all the squirmy bugs
that run through his brain.

Uh, there's something else.

It's something
I wouldn't mention otherwise.

You look like Millie.

I don't think
he's hanging around you

just because you can see
and hear him.

- Gross.

Anything else?

- Well, there's this quote...

by Friedrich Nietzsche
we used to say at the Bureau.

"If you gaze long
into an abyss...

the abyss
also gazes into you."

Ed Roven is the abyss.

- I'll be careful.
I promise.

[dramatic music]

Hey.

Thank you.

- Anytime.

♪

- Here goes nothing.

- ♪ Peter Rabbit
and Little Boy Blue ♪

♪ Hidden in the brush
with Mr. Magoo ♪

♪ Along came McDonald
with his trusty gun ♪

♪ And he goes,
"Everybody run" ♪

♪ Peter Rabbit

♪ Peter Rabbit

♪ Peter Rabbit

♪ He'll be hopping along

♪

♪ Peter Rabbit and--

[eerie music]

♪

- Hey.

We need to talk.

.

- You're playing
with fire, girl.

Careful you don't burn
your fingers.

- Did you hear
about your buddy, Frank?

He's telling
the cops everything.

Says he killed more women
than Ted Bundy.

Says they'll be finding bodies
for years.

- Not Millie, though.

- No, because she was
too special

to go into that pit
behind Frank's house.

You didn't want that
for her.

You're sweet on her.

You think that loving Millie
made you human,

made you normal.

But that's
just a fake-out...

a con.

You're not better than Frank.

You couldn't control yourself.

You're pathetic.

- Careful now.

- Do I remind you
of her, Eddie?

Is that why you started
coming around?

Because I look like
the girl you lost?

- You ought to stop.

- Is it the eyes or the hair?

- I mean it.

- Hmm?

You didn't lose Millie, Ed.
You killed her.

And you enjoyed it.

Just like you'd kill me...

if you could.

You're thinking about it.

Ah, look at you...

just dying to wrap those hands
around my throat

and squeeze.

♪

But you can't hurt me.

- Can't I?
[breathing shakily]

I'll show you.

I'll show you
what I did to her.

I'll show you everything.

- Do it, then.

Come on, you coward!
- [screams]

- [gasps]

♪

- Pretty, ain't she?

♪

The way
she looked at me...

with those emerald eyes
of hers...

- She didn't know
you were a killer.

- Not yet, I wasn't.

Never killed anything
didn't have four legs

and a brain
the size of a plum.

When I was with Millie,

I didn't think about that.

- And when you were
with Frank?

- [chuckles] Well, now...

that was a different story.

That's the summer
I fell in love with Millie

and the summer I discovered
who I was.

- [choking]
Help me.

- Oh, Cottontail.

Did you think
I was coming to save you?

Remember, now, you said
the next one's mine.

Frank showed me
a whole new world.

And it was as dark
as Millie's was light.

I could have gone on
like that forever--

spending my days
with Millie,

my nights with Frank.

♪

I had everything I wanted.

It was Frank who said
I had to choose.

When I couldn't,
I guess he chose for me.

♪

- No!
[screaming]

Help me!

[whimpering]
Help me!

Help me!
[choking]

[screaming]
No, stop!

Please, no!
Stop, please!

- Millie swore
she wouldn't tell.

She just wanted to live.

In that moment,
she'd promise me anything.

♪

But I knew she was lying.

♪

- [sobs]

♪

- I couldn't stand her staring
at me like that...

begging...

pleading.

Those pretty eyes of hers
were almost enough

to sweet-talk me
out of it.

♪

Almost.

- You didn't take out
her eyes?

- No, ma'am.

But I never gave another girl
a chance to change my mind.

- [sobs]

- You're never gonna
find Millie, never.

- [gasping]

- You okay there, Cottontail?

- Get away from me.

- [chuckles]

- Get away!

♪

[sobbing]

♪

.

- Hey.

[dramatic music]

♪

You all right?
- Never better.

♪

I think I know where Millie is.

Roven wanted to remember her
when she was happy.

He told me
it was a lovely spot.

♪

It's where they met.

[dog barks]

[indistinct chatter
over police radio]

[siren wails]

[indistinct chatter]

♪

- It looks like
it's gonna be a long day.

The ground's frozen in places,

and after 30 years
of soil displacement,

moisture, decomposition...

- Don't get my hopes up.

I've got it.

♪

[indistinct chatter, dogs bark]

♪

- I just, uh...

wanted to check in on you.

- Thanks.

You weren't kidding
about the abyss.

What those women
went through...

I know it wasn't happening
in the moment,

and there's nothing
I could do to save them.

I just wanted to look away,

shut my eyes.

But Millie--
she came to me,

and she asked
for my help, so...

I forced myself to watch...

when he killed her.

She was just so scared.

And even though
she couldn't see me,

I guess I was hoping

that the universe would...

somehow find a way
to connect us so that...

in that moment...

she'd know she wasn't alone.

It sounds crazy.
- It doesn't.

You did a great thing.

- GPR's hit on something
about 30 feet from the gazebo,

down by the trees,
but it's getting dark.

We're gonna have to come back
in the morning.

- I guess Millie's waited
this long, so...

[indistinct chatter]

♪

- I'll see what we can do.

[men grunting]

♪

[shovels scraping]

♪

- I got something!

♪

[indistinct chatter
over police radio]

♪

[car doors open, close]

- We came as soon
as we got your call.

- Is she here?

Did--did you find her?

- She's here.

[somber music]

- That's hers.

That's Millie's.

- [sobbing]

- Do you know who did this?

- We believe the man
was executed many years ago.

♪

- We can talk about it
when you're ready.

- [crying]

♪

- Thank you...

for bringing
our little girl home.

♪

- This way, please.

♪

- ♪ Someone, somewhere

♪ Somewhere,
somewhere in summertime ♪

♪

♪ Someone, somewhere,
someone, somewhere ♪

♪ In summertime

♪

♪ Somewhere, somewhere

♪ In summertime

♪

♪ Somewhere, somewhere,
somewhere, somewhere ♪

♪ In summertime

♪

- [breathes deeply]

- ♪ In summer...

[door buzzes, clanks]

- All C Block inmates
prepare for yard detail.

[door closes]
- Mr. Waterman.

- Detective Hackett.

This is a surprise.

- I hear you're pleading
insanity.

- [inhales deeply] The big
defense lawyers were lining up

to work for me pro bono.

It's a headline-grabbing case,
they say.

Apparently I have PTSD

from witnessing Ed Roven
kill my mother.

- And that drove you to kill?

- Allegedly.

- Did you ever see Ed Roven
after that night?

Did you ever hear his voice?

- At the trial.

- What about after
he was executed?

- That's an odd question.

How would I be able
to see and hear a dead man?

- I've heard of things
like that.

The way you murdered
Shannon Bell,

it was very similar
to Ed Roven's work.

Beyond copycat, really.

It's almost like he's
whispering in your ear,

telling you what to do.

[ominous music]

♪

- That's crazy.

♪

[breathes deeply]
Are we done?

- Yeah, we're done.

♪

I'll see you at court.

I'll be testifying
for the prosecution.

[door buzzes, opens]

[door closes]
- Come on.

[dramatic music]

[door buzzes]

♪

- Tell you what, son...

it might be about time
we bust you out of here.