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Ma'am!

It started a half hour ago.

She ran in, screaming, going nuts.

Ma'am, open this door!

She woke the whole damn place up.

Get back!

Get those people back!

Now!

Get back inside!

Get inside!

Ma'am, open this door, now!

Ma'am, are you alone in this room?

Please don't hurt me!

I can't get these off!

Get these fucking things off my hands!

Please, get them off!

Now!

She's had intercourse.

Some older bumps and bruises.

The only fresh mark everyone calls.

The questions are from the cuffs.

Ma'am, please stay in there.

Can I just go?

We're gonna need you to come down to the station and go over a few things.

I... I don't know what else I can tell you.

I know.

I told you everything.

Miss, we're gonna need to keep your items.

Sign this.

You can put these on.

Her details check out.

Address, car, rego.

All match the suspect.

And she said she got away when he was putting her in his plane.

Yeah, well he denies it.

Says his family's out of town and he was at two friends all night.

Both confirm it.

Even some pizza guy says he saw him there.

And then he changed you to a post.

And then he raped you.

I told you already, that was before.

On a bearskin.

You told the other officer it was a bed.

No, it was a bearskin on the floor.

What the fuck is he trying to do?

How many times did you say he had an intercourse with you?

Once.

He...

Just once.

Was it vaginally or... or anally?

I mean, before you said it was both.

Look, he did it normal.

Like, on top.

And then he, um...

He wrapped a chain around my neck.

I mean, he was gonna kill me.

Yeah, but what about the bed?

There was no bed!

When he chained me, he put a blanket down on the ground.

You're a prostitute, aren't you?

It's 23, you're real age.

Yes.

Why would he want to put you in a plane?

He said he wanted to take me to his cabin.

Hm.

Am I being... too much?

Listen, I've spoken to this Bob Hanson.

He has two friends that say he was with them all night.

And now I'm trying to work out if you were even with this guy last night.

Yeah.

What, what just happened?

Okay.

I...

Did you already pack the cereal?

Yeah, the kitchen's mostly packed.

Hey, Dad!

Oh, you gonna catch some grizzly bears today?

Where you going?

I need two more weeks.

Why don't you come on back to bed?

I got the next decade, okay?

Did you sign that check?

No, I'm late as it is.

Hon, they're not gonna come and move all this stuff if you don't pay them.

Found it last night way up the connect.

Sergeant Howickson's taken the boat downriver from the bridge.

That's the only way to get it.

Hey, Jack.

This one of your missing persons?

That could be.

She's female.

Late teens, maybe early twenties.

Little girl has a jacket just like that.

The bear dug her up.

Been in there, I don't know, six months, maybe a year.

Doesn't look like she was hiking.

Perse?

Eh, they're still searching.

Attention.

It's gonna be a hard one.

One of the boys found this, though, in the grave.

Execution style.

You ever wish you stayed in white collar, Lyle?

You sound just like my wife.

You gonna take over?

Yeah.

She's not missing anymore.

So I asked him straight.

I said, did you do this?

He said, you can't rape a prostitute, can you?

I mean, how the fuck's that?

You can let her go.

She's telling the truth.

She's a prostitute that refused a polygraph.

It's a dead end.

What do you expect her to do?

We should be going back there and getting a warrant.

Who knows what the fuck went on.

Hansen's an upstanding citizen.

The man has a wife, children, and no record on the computers.

Lieutenant and I spoke with the DA.

And there's not enough to say she was even in the guy's place.

So there won't be a warrant.

I'm taking it from here.

The victim was Sherry Morrow, 23, a.k.a.

Sherry Graves, or Sherry Georgia.

She was reported missing last November after saying

she was going to meet a man for a $300 photo session.

Any connection to the Jane Doe found last year called a Kalutna Annie?

No, Sheila.

Still no ID on that body.

Another officer described Sherry and Sue Luna as carbon copies.

They were both dancers at the Wild Cherry and Good Times

clubs and both said they were leaving to meet a photographer.

Look, we and APD are looking at all three cases, but let me be clear.

There is nothing now that indicates anything other than a coincidence.

What about the other girls?

As of now, they're only considered missing persons.

They may have left the state.

Details are in your handout.

When are you going to admit there's somebody taking these girls?

Well, we're investigating any links, but we don't

believe that there's a mass murderer out there.

That's all we have.

Thank you.

Somebody went to a lot of trouble getting her there.

There's no road access.

Probably used a boat.

What boat?

Could have done that closer.

Suspect wanted her out there alive where they wouldn't be disturbed.

He shot her four times.

Two in the legs, two in the chest, like she was running.

Then he redressed her, wrapped a bandage around her head.

Shell case is a .223.

So what are we looking at?

Picked her up from a bar, over an hour drive to a boat.

All the time, they're neither seen or missed.

He's nocturnal, methodical.

Probably works nights.

His job gives him time, like a shift worker.

Guys, that's half the people here.

Why leave a shell?

It doesn't fit.

Don't think he's careless, more over-confident.

He didn't count on the body being found.

Like the others.

What others?

Lieutenant, this was too well planned.

It's not a first time, it's not a one-off.

He's done it before, he'll do it again.

I'm not here.

Give me ten minutes.

Just got this from APD.

One of the missing girls' sisters called.

Wants to talk to someone.

This is also if whoever's heading up the missing dancers case.

Said it's urgent.

I'm the wrong guy to get in the middle of this.

It's my last two weeks.

Well, bad luck.

Your precious wall of money and 800 miles of pipe ain't going anywhere.

Pull whatever team you need.

How many open cases has he got?

With hunters, hikers, boaters and idiots just wandering off.

About 600 from the last two years.

600.

Alright.

Let's get started.

Grab a box.

Jody, I'm going to that photo session.

Fuck.

Can you wait?

Cab's already here.

Can I borrow this?

I'm only here to drop off my mail.

Have you seen my necklace?

Uh, no, I haven't.

What, tell him you'll be back?

Not until later.

I'll meet you at the bar.

Hi, I'm Debbie.

Sorry I'm late.

I brought my dog, if that's okay.

Oh, hey, Bobby.

Hey, Al.

Good morning.

Hey, uh, John says the coyotes are running.

I was thinking about taking the boys, flying up, getting a few.

Maybe next week.

Geez, Al, I sure would like to.

We're still on for dinner with Joan, yeah?

Tuesday?

Uh, if that's what the girls arranged.

You know, whatever they say.

Yeah.

Oh, hey, Bob.

Hi.

Hi.

Hey.

Oh, no.

I know.

I can never seem to get the hang of this, Bob.

More pressure.

Like that.

Nice.

Did that closet order come in?

I did.

They called and changed it to today, but I can handle it.

Okay, do that, please.

Yeah.

Hey, I got that.

I'll sort that out for you, Bob.

Thank you.

You want to take one of these home?

I sure do.

Okay.

Are we still having Halloween here?

You betcha we are.

My kids are all excited.

Are they?

Yep.

That's good.

All right.

Keep at it now.

All right.

See ya.

I'm going over suspects from, uh, court and rape center cases.

I'll check the rest in the morning.

You staying?

You have anything on a Robert C.

Hanson?

Grabbed some girl back in 71, drove her at gunpoint,

hands-bound and naked to Kenai Lake, and then raped her?

You got five years.

He was out in three months.

Seems he just had a run-in with a prostitute.

She told Anchorage police the exact same story.

Why isn't this guy on our list?

It was 12 years ago if we opened it up that much.

Get everything you can from archives.

See if there are any other past offenses and

check all missing persons from the same period.

Do you know anyone downtown?

Vice?

Yeah.

One guy.

Why?

I need to meet.

Tonight.

Got it.

Eight girls in the last two years, all late teens, early 20s, 5'2",

5'7", 120, 125 pounds, all made big money dates with a stranger and then disappeared.

Cindy Paulson.

23, 5'2", 120 pounds, was offered $200 for a blow job and then raped at gunpoint.

Guy said he liked to take pictures, was gonna take

her to his cabin in the wild, but she got away.

There's not one lead on any of these girls, except her.

Wherever she is, we need to find her.

He's on.

You want me to come?

No.

Go back through all the older files and see if there are any other girls that match.

Let me guess.

Gentilly?

How come?

Thanks for helping.

They're still young, don't thank me yet.

Here, put this on.

Take this shit off.

Hey, now you look like an eighth grade teacher out looking for a perv.

But I gotta warn you, you're not gonna make

many friends who are reopening up this case.

Not down here, where it travels fast.

Whoever gave you that file just fucked his next promotion.

And your career.

We call it the track.

Like for horses, it's a hoe stroke.

It's a hoe stroke.

Everyone knows everyone.

All the pimps and all the other pimps.

Who owns which girls?

Which girls are the wild ones?

Black girls are boosters, white girls are flatbacks.

Good money earning biff can do both.

In other words, not mine.

It's move and hustle.

Give the least, get the most.

You know, it's all about the paper.

Let's dance.

I checked around.

Before here, Cindy was arrested on the PNL in Portland.

Has prized for prostitution in Cali, Washington, Oregon, and Denver.

She's been on the streets since she was 11 years old.

Quite a track star.

Pimps of Clayton, Jackson.

SFPD had her try and rearrange his last girl's face with a tire on, but he got off.

Real nice piece of fucking work.

Her name's Cindy.

If she's street, we keep them out of here.

Might have come in.

I don't know.

Try the sleeping lady.

Maybe she's there.

Wait a minute.

Have you seen her?

Her name's Paula.

She was a walk-in.

Not on the circuit or nothing.

Said her name was Paula.

Her name was Angel.

They all do.

First night, she went all the way.

Kept her heels on, going for the big money.

It takes guts.

Not many girls do that.

Hey, look.

I know what you're thinking.

They're not whores, really.

Just girls.

Janet.

I gotta go.

Boss says back inside.

She's doing me a favor.

Fuck off.

Not anymore.

Fuck off.

Okay, big boy.

Move on.

She's here.

We'll find her.

I'll look around a couple more hours.

Mrs. Moorhead, Sergeant Halcombe.

I was told you had some information about your sister.

Thank you.

Lyle asked me for these a long time ago.

They're Suzie's... dental records.

Okay.

She only came up for two weeks, you know?

That was 15 months ago.

She left her daughter Lizzie with, uh...

her folks.

She's four.

Every time the phone rings, I think it might be her.

Um...

We won those when we were kids.

It's a pair.

And, uh, Suzie never took hers off.

Mrs. Moorhead, I know how you feel.

I know.

We're doing everything we can to find her.

Sergeant...

I know it's selfish, but I want you to remember her...

over the others.

Okay.

I just want to find her and lay her down somewhere nice.

All right, Chef.

You keep that.

My kids

just wanted to say goodnight.

Call us back if it's not time.

It's... it's really beautiful here, and Mom and Dad are really enjoying the kids.

We'll be back in two days.

God bless.

The front aisle returns.

Covering fresh red earth.

And

her secrets revealed.

There is no escape.

Lyle back.

Anything from the FBI?

Yeah, he's been searching court records and nothing from them yet.

Somebody's looking out for you.

She's pretty scared.

Won't say where she's living or working.

Will she talk?

I don't know.

It's up to you.

Remember, she's a kid.

But don't get fooled.

I'm Sergeant Halcom.

Hello.

How old's your daughter?

She's six.

Is that your sister?

She's dead, isn't she?

Shall I call you Cindy?

Uh-huh.

And how old are you?

Um, I'm so...

I'm 18 now.

I... I was 17 at the time.

You're now 23.

Why don't you just start at the beginning?

Well, you told the police downtown.

Okay.

Um...

I was on the corner of 5th and Denali.

And he rode by around 11.

And he offered me $200 for a, you know, a blow job.

And I said, fine, no problem.

Um...

He brought me to his place.

He said his family was away.

Um, and he...

He took me down to...

He called it his den, um.

It was...

It was more of a dungeon.

And...

Thanks.

Uh...

I

don't know why I love how you find me.

I can help alone.

No, no, no, no, don't step there, don't step

there, don't step there, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

What the hell is that?

I'm sorry.

Disgusting.

Clean it up.

I can't reach it.

I can't reach it.

You ready for some more fun?

God, please just let me go.

You're the best one I ever had.

Please, just let me go.

I have a little girl.

Bobby?

Hey Bob, you here?

Bobby?

If he hears you, it's gonna be a problem, right?

It's gonna be a problem.

And you're gonna die.

Bobby?

Didn't hear you come in.

Shit, man.

You just about scared the hell out of me.

Hey, I brought you a plate.

I'm just having dinner at the television.

I see.

Well, you know, Jenny, she says with Fran being

away and all, maybe we should bring something over.

Oh, thanks, I'm just gonna have a quiet, quiet night in.

Hey look, you sure you won't come join us?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you and Jenny are too good to me.

Good one, but be careful with her.

Yeah.

We're still working too hard now, okay?

Yeah.

Thank you.

When he...

When he raped me...

I saw it in his eyes.

I've never seen anyone's eyes go black like that before.

There were animal heads everywhere.

I saw that and I knew this guy liked to kill things.

That's when I knew it wouldn't do me no good to beg.

I feel like maybe he was halfway decent.

I just had to not be so scared.

Take any chance I could get.

How'd you get away?

Get in the car.

I was... I was looking out the window.

And he was fixing the seat in the back of the plane.

That's how I ran.

I hadn't...

He didn't wear no rubber.

And I was on my period at the time.

And I had a tampon in my womb.

I kept it in me because I thought that if there was any

chance that I was getting out of there, I needed evidence.

And that was my fucking evidence.

Semen.

I thought if there was any way that I would...

would escape, that he wasn't getting away with it.

But...

But he did.

Do you think he's done this before?

He said there were seven girls before me.

And that I was lucky because they usually stay for a week.

Is that...

Is that enough?

I gotta go.

Hey, bitch, slow down.

Need some help, girl?

What are you running to, girl?

Come back here, girl.

Come back here, goddamnit.

Hands up.

Fuck off.

Oh, my money's no good?

You fucking crazy, honey?

You ain't got no man?

Look...

Honey, I don't know your story.

And I ain't gonna ask you.

But you gotta get the fuck off the street and maybe dance.

You can dance, huh?

Listen, honey.

I don't want nothing from you.

But I've seen girls like you before.

I've fucking been like you, okay?

Only I was too stupid to take some help.

You're gonna take some help.

Just call me.

All right.

There are two cases down the Kenai in 71.

Hanson had a boat over the Fourth of July weekend and sewered in 73 and 75.

I cross-check it each time a girl disappears.

He gets five years for theft in 76.

Supreme Court overturned it.

He got out in 15 months.

Kenai.

Seward.

75 kidnapping in Palmer here.

Bear lady found here in 1980.

Another near Eklutna.

Sherry Morrow found on the Kinnick here.

Since then, 11 girls matching the profile have gone missing from downtown.

Now, I've only gone through half the files, but that's a 152-mile radius.

So if he is our guy, he's covering a fair part of the state.

Just slow down here.

These are all old cases.

I mean, you got one body.

And if you want to start connecting them, you need more than a guess.

And who the hell is this bear lady?

Joanna Messina.

She was a young, unemployed nurse.

Shot, found frozen and being eaten by a 500-pound black bear.

Boys gotta shoot it.

And they got the guy on that?

No.

Passed the polygraph, no conviction.

She matches the profile, she stays on the list.

Well, I got a call from the brass at APD and they are pissed off.

They wanna know why the hell we're looking at cases that they already closed.

Is she even gonna testify?

I don't know yet.

Well, Christ, Jack, you better fucking make sure.

And stay away from the APD.

If this thing falls apart, we'll all be looking at jobs at oil companies.

Shit.

I just found another body.

A mile from the last one.

What have you got?

No fingerprints left.

Facial dilapidation.

Still some larvae infestation.

Considerable trauma from animals.

You can see the tears.

Flesh was tough.

Say she's 20s, early 30s.

Jaw intact, so might get an ID if you can get me dental.

And how did she die?

Fatal gunshot wound to the sternum.

Bullet entered front, passed clean through her heart, exited right shoulder blade.

Also other shots to leg and torso.

All from behind.

Lacerations to skull.

She put up quite a fight.

Shirt and bra both cut open in the front.

What do you make of this?

Ever tried to saw a bone with a flat blade?

Say someone tried to remove her head.

How long was she out there?

Maybe four months.

As few as two.

She spent the summer out there.

Have you ever seen anybody do anything like this before?

Yeah.

We made it up.

Mommy's asleep.

She said you didn't call.

Oh.

I should have called.

Let's go back to bed.

Don't ever grow up, honey.

Okay?

Okay, so listen.

You don't cheat us, and we won't cheat you.

Okay?

I'm gonna split everything 50-50.

Fuck, man.

I don't know if I can do this.

I mean, turning a trick on the street is one thing, but getting up there and

letting it all hang loose in front of a fucking room?

You're gonna be fine.

You just need some help.

Now listen.

I remember the first time I got up on stage, okay?

I was so nervous.

I peed all over this cowboy in the furrow.

Come on.

What's the matter?

You never met Crystal before?

She's gonna be your best friend.

Your best friend.

Go ahead.

How do you get it?

Nice and hot?

You got it?

Come on, let's try it again.

One more time.

There you go.

There you go.

It's good.

Yeah.

Yeah, you better.

You're good now.

Take this off.

Look at you.

Oh my God.

You're fucking gorgeous.

Look at you.

Look at you.

You need good shoes, okay?

Those are good shoes.

You good?

I'm good.

You remind me of my mom.

Fuck you.

Remind her your mother.

You're beautiful.

You're so beautiful.

Listen.

Just go out there and listen to the music, okay?

Just listen to the music.

Listen to the music.

Yeah, you're gonna be fine.

You're gonna do just fine.

You do exactly as I say, you won't get hurt.

Get in the plane.

Look at me.

Don't say anything.

Get in that fucking plane.

Shit.

Hello?

Yeah, yeah, hey, Jerry.

Yes, yes, I'm still joining you, of course.

You'll get them today.

Bye.

Hey.

You hear it from Cindy?

Yeah, Jilly said it's too early.

You know I never asked for this case.

Yeah, well, I'm glad you're on it.

So are the guys, too.

Where'd you find it?

Hanson's, everybody's still holding out.

There's no cabin in his name.

Apparently, all his trophies and furs were stolen a few years back.

He used the insurance payout to buy a new plane.

So I ran a cross-check into our subjects.

He has a pilot's license.

They denied it for psychiatric reasons.

But that didn't stop him.

He's the only one who owns a plane.

Psychiatric reasons?

When's surveillance start?

Without evidence, still not approved.

So we're on our own.

Some of the guys might help.

Good.

I called to get Cindy's evidence from Anchorage police.

They said they couldn't find the rape exam results.

You know why?

After they had her go, they never bothered to get it from the hospital.

It's still there.

Parker kidnaps, rapes, and tortures a

17-year-old girl, not to mention how many others.

And I'll bet these guys and the DA all bought him lunch

for the inconvenience of asking him questions about it.

Make it official.

We're reopening the case.

Metro can take whatever the fuck they want.

This guy did it, and they let him get away with it.

Come on.

Come on.

Almost there.

I won't tell anybody.

I promise.

Oh, God.

Please.

You've

done everything I asked you to.

Help!

Why are you screaming?

Please.

Let me go.

Please.

Let me go.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Nobody can hear you out here.

Please let me go.

Please.

I won't tell anybody.

I won't say anything.

Please.

You're gonna kill me, aren't you?

Help!

Help!

Help!

Please.

Please.

Let me go.

Let me go.

Let me go!

Help!

Help!

Are you gonna eat that?

It's so special.

The other night you said you saw a hole in the post.

Why'd you say bullet hole?

Cindy.

Um... Because I've seen one before.

What do you mean?

When?

Shit, I don't know.

Um...

One Christmas when I was like six years old, my pop shot

his gun inside and left a hole right there in the wall.

Well, it's just the same.

Have you ever seen a glacier?

Or, like, you love animals or anything?

I always dreamed that one day I would either be a fireman or work with animals.

It'd be so cool.

Where's your family?

Why you wanna know that shit, huh?

It's just like all the other squares.

I got guys asking me all the time what happened, where my folks think I'm at.

You wanna fuck me?

Is that what you want?

No, Cindy, I don't.

You think knowing makes us friends?

Makes me help you?

What happened to your sister?

Yeah, see?

Fuck that.

I ain't a friend.

I ain't nothing.

I just thought if you might wanna go home maybe I could find a way to... Fuck, man.

Are you fucking for real?

What the fuck do you think I'ma do there, huh?

Say, here's my nigger.

Oh, you didn't know I've been a hoe since like the sixth grade?

Some dumb pimp's bitch?

They ain't raised me for that shit.

Can't always be on the run.

You don't think I wanna be here?

I can go home any time I want.

Maybe I don't want to.

Don't you care?

Your parents might be worried about you.

Yeah.

Yeah, they're worried.

Like they should've done that when...

those motherfuckers.

I had shit happen to me that ain't supposed to happen to no little kids.

And they just let it.

They fucking let it.

They wanted to hide me.

It's not right to be ashamed of your baby, is it?

To let bad things happen to it?

I ain't asked for any of that shit.

And you want me to go back to it?

Fuckin' outta here.

I don't need your shit no more.

I'll see you around.

It took him two hours to cut her out of the car.

Guy was a drunk driver.

It was my 21st birthday.

She had knitted me this awful orange scarf and

told me how proud she was of me and then ran out.

I want to think Sandy didn't see it when he smashed

into her, but anyway, I went with her to the hospital.

I don't know if she knew I was there.

Just holding her hand.

Kept telling her she'd be all right.

All right.

All right until she died.

She was your age.

Cindy.

I

got it, I got it, I got it.

Get out of here.

Get out.

What are you doing?

Get your fuckin' shits together.

What the fuck?

Stop it.

Stop.

Hey, look.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Stop it.

You have a girl, Cindy.

She's a good girl, yeah.

Brunette, just...

I don't know.

Cindy, just...

God damn it, Bob!

We're wasting time.

He won't stop.

And we know who he is.

Yeah, but you can't prove it.

He'll be keeping mementos, trophies.

Metro saw ace bandages in his car.

A pistol the same caliber as the shells at the graves.

Shells don't kill people.

Bullets and people do.

You know that.

None of this holds.

I need more, or you're right, I am wasting my time.

I don't know how much longer she'll be safe out there.

Well, bring her in.

Arrest her if you have to.

Put her in a safe house.

She won't help if I do that.

She'll run and I can't make her.

What about the insurance fraud?

Is that enough to get him off the street?

If you bring him in, he'll probably call his lawyer or refuse to cooperate.

You need more.

Look, I'm not gonna tell you how to do your job, okay?

But I need something a lot more solid before I'll support a warrant.

That's all.

Yeah.

Send it through.

Sergeant, it's for you.

Over there.

Hello.

No.

Don't let her leave.

I don't care.

Tell the airline to delay the flight if you have to.

Just don't let her leave.

Cindy.

There's seven girls he told you about.

I know you think about them.

You got away for a reason.

These others weren't so lucky.

Without you, all I have is circumstantial.

That's not enough.

I've seen her before.

In Portland.

She always smiled.

Cindy, I can't make you stay.

You can still get on a plane.

But the only way I'm gonna stop this... is with you.

If you'll help me.

I know.

You stopped what was happening to you when you were growing up by running.

This time you stop it for them.

But you gotta stay.

Did you catch that guy?

The one who killed your sister?

Well, I wasn't an officer then.

The judge gave him six years for murdering a beautiful girl he wanted.

He was out in two.

I know where he lives.

I know what he does.

Not a day goes by I don't think about her.

Or him.

Yeah, but he got away.

Look, Cindy.

Hanson won't.

You gotta trust me.

I promise, okay?

I promise.

Nothing's going to happen to you.

For what we are about to receive, may the Lord make us truly grateful.

Amen.

Amen.

I wanted to know when we could take the kids back down again.

They were thinking maybe Thanksgiving?

Thanksgiving.

We got the staff dinner.

You remember?

I just thought, um...

You know, Debbie was gonna bring her baby down again.

I'm sorry.

Hello?

You bet.

Gotta go out.

Gotta work.

Thanksgiving here.

I don't think you're wrong.

It's not your problem.

Well, what about your own daughter?

Because this is our home, and she shouldn't be here.

I had no choice.

Where else is she supposed to go?

It's only one night.

Always have a choice, okay?

She's not your problem.

She's not your responsibility.

I don't think that's fair, Allie.

And I'm taking that other job to get us away from all this.

All right.

What's going on with that?

Jerry called.

He told me you still haven't signed those papers.

I quit my job!

Okay, we're in the middle of this mess.

This is not a halfway house.

Come on, Allie.

If she was our kid, you'd be raising fires all over town.

No, she's not.

She's not our kid.

Well, she's someone's.

And no one cares.

And this guy knows it.

And if that doesn't change, what hope have they got?

I care, Jack.

I care about our family.

Please, just quiet.

And don't you dare make me wrong because of it.

So I'm sorry.

No.

No.

You have to get her out.

Shit!

Cindy!

Hey, is Clay here?

I'm Felicia.

He told me to come by.

Yeah.

So you decided to come back to your man, huh?

Clay, I... I just... I ain't got time for this shit.

Get your ass back to work.

Let's go.

Let's go.

You're not supposed to be here.

Hey, you're supposed to be on this side of the street.

The bouncer up there said she came this way.

Have you seen her?

She's 5'2", not very tall.

She was guesting over at Kitty's for Shell.

All right.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Maybe I'm not making myself clear.

I said, do you know this girl?

Should I?

Don't fuck with me.

You gave her a job.

You tell me where she is.

You back up!

Back up now!

Well, fuck you.

I don't work here.

You know, a lot of girls that come through here,

they're called Cindy or Tammy or some shit.

Fucking hoes without a clue.

Oh, really?

Well, this one does have a clue.

And come tomorrow, you're not going to know what to call them.

Because I'm getting this whole shithole shut down!

All right?

So start packing.

Hello?

Motherfucker!

You know, you got a transfer down here.

Where would she go?

Anywhere.

She needed money.

Have you seen this girl?

Do you know her?

Have you seen her?

Cindy!

Cindy!

What is she on?

What did you give to her?

I'll give you two some privacy.

It's okay.

It's okay.

You're safe now.

It's okay.

Is she your mom?

Yeah.

She was 15 when she had me, so they...

They told me she was my sister.

To Leslie's house.

Her?

Her uncle did stuff to me.

For...

Years.

Just bad stuff.

Why didn't...

Did you know your father?

I used to pretend that he was in the Navy.

That's why he couldn't come see me.

It was so late.

I didn't mean to cause you no trouble.

It's okay.

I'm trying to get some rest.

You know, all my life since...

Since I was really young, I just...

I really wanted a chance to believe someone.

You know, like when they say that...

Everything's going to be okay, but they were actually telling the truth.

It's okay to ask, isn't it?

Yeah.

Sure.

It's okay to ask, isn't it?

No.

What the fuck, man?

It's cold out here, man.

Let's get in with the bitches.

What the fuck, man?

What are we gonna do with you, boy?

Come on, man.

We had a deal.

You owe some friends of mine a lot of money.

I'ma get it from them.

I swear, man.

That's not what I hear.

I hear you speak shit about it.

Nah.

You wanna make this go away?

Where's that sweet little bitch I saw you with?

You fucking find her and bring her to me and we're even, okay?

I'll get it from her.

I'll do whatever you need.

You got two days to hand her to me.

That's it.

Now get the fuck out of here.

Wake me if anything happens.

Button up the coat.

Hey!

Jack, heads up.

Hey pal, come with me.

Where

the hell he's going up in this?

Tell the control tower to stall him if he tries to take off.

Alright.

That fucking son of a bitch is crazy.

Tower said he's headed northeast past K 'Nik, but hell, he could be going anywhere.

He's gonna dump it all.

Fuck!

Yep, that's what we do.

Hey, now listen, you keep an eye on the plane.

You don't want... people coming out here and stealing all our gear, do you?

Any news?

Yeah, he landed an hour ago and went straight home.

You might wanna get back here.

And that FBI report you asked for?

Yeah, it just came through.

You know that profile thing?

You're not gonna believe this.

Oh, afternoon, gentlemen.

Afternoon.

You know, Frank Rothschild asked him to join us.

Hope you've got something new.

Legal affidavit and search warrant request covers Hansen's history, lists items we

expect to find in his home, his work, his vehicles, including his plane,

and the FBI's new profiling team.

They say we're looking for a white male, early 40s, average height, respected

member of the community, wife probably very religious and not totally aware of

what he's up to, history of theft, sexual assault, probably stutters,

also expert outdoorsman and avid hunter.

That's Hansen.

This is all second-hand information.

I need physical evidence.

These guys aren't even proven yet.

Hell, the FBI can't work out if they're for real.

I have testimony from another victim.

A victim who escaped in 79, and a witness who has

seen Hansen stolen trophy heads back in his den.

We have Cindy Paulson.

And everything I had last time still checks out.

Who wrote this?

Pat Dugan, assistant district attorney, Fairbanks.

Flew down yesterday, worked through the night.

You behind this, Bob?

And the Colonel.

So you still want to search for insurance

fraud, use the warrant to get him on murder.

That washes out, gets thrown out of court.

And what?

Every way we turn, it all leads back to Hansen.

And I'm not going to tell you how to do your job, but if you don't start doing

something, you'll be the one held responsible

for these and any other girls who are killed.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I should probably check on Miss Paulson.

Sergeant, we'll look these over, get back to you in a few days.

You know, he stalks them like his next trophy animal.

He rapes them and he kills them.

He is probably doing it right now.

We don't have a few days.

I want a warrant.

Now.

If he's wrong, if this guy gets off, we'll never get him in again.

Then unlike in the past, we all better make sure that doesn't happen.

Hey, Bob.

You have a minute?

I was hoping you could help us down at the station.

In 1971, there was an incident involving a Miss Allen over in Spenard.

Can you tell me what happened there, Bob?

Well, um, that, um, I don't know what to say.

I guess you could just call that an urge.

And is that to do with what Dr. McManus said at your sentencing?

I can't remember.

Schizophrenic or manic depressive problems?

A mental state you would sometimes go into and things

would just happen, but then you wouldn't remember.

What's the off base on that?

Is that bothering you, Bob?

Hey, listen, whatever the problem is here, I want to help you gentlemen clear it up.

You know, but by the same token, my lawyer always told me never to,

you know, but I can help you clear it up.

What's your question?

There was a second incident in December of 71.

You were arrested for that also.

Her name was Bowden.

That situation there is your basic, you know, money for sex proposition.

I said, look, hey, you know, this, we agreed on a

price and God damn it, that's the way it's going to be.

And she just kept arguing with me, more and more money, more and more money.

And then, you know, I just dropped her off an anchor.

She said she bound her with a snare trap and put a gun to her head.

And you started going down towards the Kenai to the Sunset Lodge and rented a cabin.

Well, that part's true.

And she says you raped her.

And you wrote her mother and father's name and address and her

son's name down and said if she told anyone, you'd harm them.

Well, I do remember her name being written down on a piece of paper that she gave me

to contact her, but I don't remember.

Sergeant.

It'll take longer than we thought.

You two didn't throw away a thing.

The wall's a hidden closet crammed with stuff.

Okay, as soon as you get anything.

Okay, I'm on it.

Please.

She worked at the Amber's Bar, 1979.

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, okay.

Yeah, I remember her.

That was, uh, uh, primarily the same thing.

Haven't you learned by now, Bob, that these

girls aren't just gonna play it cool with you?

I mean, you know that they know that they have a

commodity that you want and with a nice wife at home.

Is there a problem there?

No.

Uh, at home, there's no problem at all.

I-I mentioned to you, you both, that, uh, both

of these times, uh, I wanted, uh, oral sex.

Uh, you know?

I don't know, you call me old-fashioned or whatever, but that's just not something

that I would want my wife to perform, okay?

You know, not something that I would want

somebody that I love and respect and-and cherish.

We've got all the bank statements, other documents,

nothing that has anything to do with any girls.

I'm heading to the plane.

Okay, good.

All right, the prostitutes are upset.

You're upset.

Yeah.

Things can happen in that specific arrangement.

But let's go back to Miss Allen for a moment, the young lady over in Spenard.

She worked for a real estate company.

Yeah, well, first time I've seen her, she was downtown.

And I had an...

attraction to her right away.

So, you know, I followed her home.

And, um, she just seemed like a really neat person.

What happened the second time you went over?

You had a gun.

Yeah, well...

I hadn't intended to rape her or anything like that.

Yeah, no, it's the same.

They're stolen stuff everywhere.

We got guys out in the camper, too.

I need more.

Or he's gonna walk.

I said to myself, you know, you know, Bob,

you gotta have some priorities in your life.

When I've done this, now I've done it to my family, too.

And I put my wife through an awful lot of grief.

And I don't want to do that anymore, okay?

You took some of these girls out where you picked them up for sex.

I'm not denying that.

Yeah, but I'm talking about case after case over a period of 12 years.

And all these girls' cases are saying the exact same thing.

I was bound.

I was threatened.

A gun or a knife was involved.

And you're telling me that everybody's mind is on the line.

Are you making up the same story?

I'm showing you a pattern, Bob.

And you're lying to me.

Well, it just seems like you've gone to this untold amount of trouble.

You know, you're bringing up things from my past I'd be

as hard-pressed to remember back when I was born in Iowa.

223's shell casing was found at her gravesite.

She was shot and killed.

You're telling me I shot this person?

Bullshit.

I did not shoot anybody.

And I would not hurt anybody.

And that's the truth.

The Hanson's wife doesn't know anything.

It's like they live in two separate worlds.

We find these stolen mounts right on the damn wall.

The 223, the arrowhead necklace, anything

that links them directly to one of the girls.

How's it going with him?

He still doesn't want a lawyer, but he's given us everything we already know.

The rest is babble.

Look, I need the 223.

Or something.

Who's that?

Well, that's Sherry Morrow.

She was found on the kinnick with an ace

bandage wrapped around her face and her arms.

Or what was left of it.

There was also a 223 shell casing found at her gravesite.

Identical extractor markings to the shell we found at Paula's grave.

You think that came out of my gun?

Bullshit, it did.

Why are you telling us that everybody's wrong?

Because in this case, they are.

You said the psychiatrists were wrong, but admitted you

lied to them and told us you don't really have a problem.

You're not hearing voices.

You're not seeing things.

And if that's true, then there's a far worse problem.

And it cannot continue.

Well, I'll tell you what.

It can't because it never started.

I didn't shoot anybody.

Yeah, we got 17 weapons so far.

Al's running numbers now, but none of them are a 223.

Well, yeah, it's all as Cindy said, but there's no prints, fibers, anything.

Yeah, well, we're running out of places to look.

Probable insurance fraud?

No.

Nothing on any girls.

Most of us don't have much respect for a prostitute.

They're beneath us, aren't they?

I think so.

Why are they beneath us, Bob?

Well, it's obvious.

Didn't you find growing up that girls had a certain power over you?

They know what boys want and can dictate when they can have it.

Isn't it nice when we get older and we can turn the tables, dominate, take the lead,

isn't it?

Determine when you touch them or whatever.

When you pay for it.

Right.

And they won't reject you.

You're paying for it.

They'll do what you tell them.

Then you pull out the gun and you're really in control.

And they're done.

Well, you say you didn't rape them, you say you didn't shoot them,

but turn it around, Bob, if you've read those reports.

Turn it around.

Pretend you're us.

Would you think those girls lied?

I believe them.

Well, do you want to convict me on that?

I want to find out who I'm talking to.

I want to see if you have the guts to be honest with me.

You know what?

I think that this is serious as hell.

And I think that I'd like to talk to my attorney.

If you want to talk about all this back

passing stuff and about that, I didn't do that.

You think you got away with what you did to Cindy.

I know what you did to those girls.

And I'm going to prove it.

It's going to be hard, Sergeant.

I heard you were leaving.

I'm not going anywhere yet.

Robert Hanson, I'm arresting you for the kidnap and rape of Cindy Paulson.

Read him the rest and get him over to the courthouse.

Robert Christian Hanson.

Fucking son of a bitch!

Is there anything from her?

The truck?

The plane?

Maybe he did dump it all already.

Can you guys give me a minute?

Gentlemen, I know you've been at this all day.

But we still haven't found what we need.

And if we don't before we leave, we'll never get another chance.

So we're going to start again.

Top to bottom, every damn inch.

It means we stay all night, dig up the entire property.

Well, that's what we're going to do.

Call it trooper's intuition.

I know it's here.

All right, you heard him.

Let's get to it.

Hi.

You okay?

We arrested him.

Judge said no to bail.

What's he doing here?

He said, you want to put me in some safe house?

I don't want to.

You have to, Cindy.

It's for the best.

Why am I going to have to testify?

Because I don't know if I can face him again.

His lawyer is going to want to interview you.

And they're going to try to make you look bad.

Like, you know, I just want you to be ready, okay?

I need to get my stuff.

I've got to go.

I said I need to get my stuff.

Yeah, I'll come by tomorrow, and we can go get it.

Anything you want, okay?

Hey, Jack, over here.

We found a trap door.

You may want to see this.

You were right.

He didn't dump it all.

It's a Mini-14.

A Thompson Contender.

Both .223s.

We found the guns!

Oh, yeah!

Is Cindy okay?

I got her a new toothbrush and some soap and some things.

We found the gun.

He didn't confess.

Just because the system isn't perfect doesn't mean you quit trying to make it better.

I thought a change is what we needed.

You know what?

I love this whole place.

I'm just going to go get my job back.

You've got to do what's right for you in helping this girl.

This is who you are.

You can't let this guy get away with it.

I don't intend to.

You'll do something minor on the phone.

You're a fraud.

But what about this girl, this Cindy?

I thought you said that was a mistake.

Because if she testifies, it could be trouble.

What are you saying?

Well, I'm saying a kidnap and rape charge.

That could be 99 years right there.

And these types of trials can be a mess.

For you and your family.

I'll be back in the morning, Bob.

You're Cindy, right?

Because some guy came in, described you, and asked if Cindy was in town.

Said he was a friend of Bob's.

I told him he'd be back soon.

Who's been in to see him?

Just his lawyer and his wife.

His brother picked up a letter to his kids.

There's nothing in it.

Hanson doesn't have a brother.

Has anybody checked on Cindy?

There's an officer over there.

What?

I need to speak to Sergeant Halcombe.

Come on.

Wake up.

Fuck no.

Please come on.

Well, where is he?

Just connect him, please.

Come on.

I've been looking for you all night.

Look, I only told the cops my name was Cindy.

Then I used Felicia.

Okay?

It's him.

I know it.

Look, man.

We're getting out of this motherfucking state tonight.

Never coming back.

Hello?

She got her.

Yeah.

It's now.

Remember, you do what I told you, we're even.

Why you turnin' here?

Where the fuck you takin' me?

Clay, I asked you a question.

Where we goin'?

Cindy?

What the hell's the matter with you?

You just let her leave?

Get out.

Come on, get out.

Get out the motherfucking car.

What's goin' on?

Calm your ass down.

Clay, what the fuck is goin' on?

Just relax.

This'll be over soon.

Get the fuck outta here.

Where you at?

Where you going?

Where you think you're going, huh?

Put the fucking gun down.

Put it down.

You're the fucking dead man, you do this.

What the fuck you doin'?

Go and get the cash out the car.

Come on.

I'm fucking, I'm fucking better than this.

Fuck bitch, I ain't... I'm better than you.

C'mon, now, now.

Where the fuck you goin'?

There goes your fuckin' bitch right there, you stupid fucker.

Where's the fucking money?

I can't find her.

Sergeant, I have a call from a Cindy Paulson for you.

Put her through.

Look, he's gonna take me!

Help me, please!

Go somewhere you know.

Craig's place, okay?

Gentleman's Haven.

I know where that is.

Just go there, I'll find you.

We're on our way.

Look, he's coming, okay?

I want out.

Just get a room and lock the door.

Fine, till I get there.

I'll be there.

Where the fuck is she?

Cindy!

Jack!

Rear fire escape!

Shut the fuck up.

Drop the gun!

Drop the gun!

Drop it!

State troopers, drop the gun now!

Now!

It's your lucky day, bitch.

I just got word from Clive's office.

Doesn't look like they're gonna go with the murder charges.

I have the gun.

I have the shells.

They're just gonna argue that somebody else

could have pulled the trigger, you know that.

I mean, our warrant's being questioned without a match on the jewelry.

He's worried that it's a gamble that he's gonna lose and Hansen will walk.

Sorry, Jack.

I don't think we can get a murder indictment unless he confesses.

Look, you're smarter than he is, right?

Now remember, when you get a guy like this drowning, you pour on more water.

You know, I spent last night, uh, looking over everything we seized again.

We found this behind his bed and the watch said he was always reading it at night.

What are these?

I don't know.

What is it?

Ed!

Ed!

Where were Eklutna, Annie, and Joanna Messina's bodies found again?

Eklutna's right here.

We have this mark.

Sue was down here and the highway runs, so Joanna was right around... Here.

This mark.

Jesus.

There's more than 20 of them.

Oh, my God.

Was there anything like this found?

Exactly like this?

This is the one that Sue Luna's sister gave to me.

She said that Sue was wearing an identical one the day she disappeared.

No, there's nothing like that.

Yes.

And I paid the price for that.

Okay?

Yes.

Absolutely.

But just because I did some things in my past, don't say that I've done this here.

Because I did not.

I did not.

Okay, okay, Bob.

I did not kill anyone.

Bob, just calm down.

Sorry I'm late.

Bob.

We found this at your house.

Can you tell me what it is?

I haven't seen this.

What is this?

It's a flight chart.

I'm sure you've seen hundreds of them.

Right.

And what are all these little markings on it, these X's?

Those are places where I hunt.

Bob, why is this one and this one where these

two girls' bodies were found and these two?

All right, just hold it.

You're saying?

No way.

Those are just places where I hunted.

Oh, I believe they were, Bob.

Places where you've hunted.

Yep.

And then one night, while you were studying this chart, you added on where

you hunted a girl, and then another and another

until it's just something you can't leave alone.

Okay.

You put these girls out there, didn't you, Bob?

Okay, now why was I here?

What was it like?

Did you panic when you killed them?

Pat.

You had their blood all over your hands and your... Come on.

We found the guns.

Just a matter of time before the lab confirms it.

Oh, now, just a goddamn minute.

Sergeant!

Pretty bad weather for a flight the other day.

Quite a pilot.

Almost lost you a few times.

But we found it.

Tracks are still fresh.

What is that?

Well, Bob knows, don't you, Bob?

She had a child.

Almost the same age as your son, Bob.

Well, what's the matter?

Why are you so quiet?

Don't you remember killing Sue Luna?

Perhaps I should refresh your memory.

Did you take it off her before or after you raped her?

All right, this meeting's over.

I need to talk to my client.

No.

I'm trying to help him.

You see, we're going to be taking a close look at where all these little marks are.

Now, this map has 24 on it, leading us to conclude that there might be 24 girls out

there, and if we find a body, we're going to charge them with murder.

Bob.

Bob, I can't stop it.

You, your family, the media...

The ground's frozen now, but come every summer, when the snow and the ice melt,

I'll keep going until I've checked every last mark.

I'm going to ask the district attorney to petition

the governor to reinstate the death penalty.

With all the bodies we'll find, he'll get it.

So, if you don't want to tell us the truth now, we can't help you then.

You think you can threaten me?

You think you can threaten me?

Bob.

Bob.

Bob.

You think you know who I am?

You don't have any idea who I am.

You little cunt.

You think you can threaten me with this little whore?

Bob, take it easy.

Go on.

I should have killed you when I had the chance!

Bob.

I should have killed you when I had the chance!

Bob!

Bob!

How could you?

You can't say that I'll kill you, Bob.

You'll learn the lesson in a few weeks.

Bob.

Bob.

You are the trail beneath these lines Where my mind only finds you

A way is not all you keep I'll keep all the memories that you need Somewhere

there's a silence that you seek When my memory finds you Cause I am the dawn

before your light You are the fire in my eyes You are the trail beneath these lines

Where my mind will find you Cause I am the dawn before

us You are the trail beneath these lines A little pause.

..

and we are back.