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[Car passing by]

[Door rattling]

[Lock clicking]

[Door creaking]

[♪ Woman singing opera
on stereo ♪]

[Floor creaking]

[Whimpering]

- [Whispering]:
Everything's gonna be OK.

[Knife scraping]

Police! Don't move!

- I wish I'd known
you were coming.

I'd have set an extra place.
- Drop the knife!

- So who do you
want to play you,

when they make
the movie about my life?

- Shut your mouth!

- You know they're going to.

Ladies are going to be
writing to me in jail,

proposing marriage.

I may even have a few
kids from the inside.

- I said shut up
and drop the knife!

- You're just mad because
you know I'm right.

Long after I'm gone, people
are still gonna remember me.

[Gunshots]

[♪ Singing continues ]

[Knife clattering]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Both talking,
indistinct]

- Keep an eye
on things.

[Sighing]

You OK?

- Fine.

- What the hell happened?

- He came at me with a knife.

- No. I mean how did you end up
taking down a serial killer

without your partner?

- OK, I should've called you,

but I was checking out a tip
and one thing led to another.

- See, that one thing's gonna
lead to you getting killed.

- Oh, Gavin.
I didn't know you cared.

- Of course I care.

Do you realize how much
paperwork's involved

when your partner
is killed on duty?

I'm gonna let them know
the real detective's here.

♪♪

[Music continues playing]

[Car door opening]

- Can I ask you a few
questions, detective?

- Go screw
yourself, Floyd.

- Well, that's not
very hero-like.

- If it hadn't been

for your unnamed source
feeding you information,

I might've caught
him weeks ago.

- Look, you do
your job, I do mine.

Which reminds me,
I hear your colleagues

started calling you
Dirty Harriet. Is that true?

- That's right, and next
time you interfere

with one of my cases,
I'll shoot you.

[Whistles]

- Can I quote you
on that, detective?

- It's nice to
see you, Karyn.

How long has it been
since our last session?

Like, I guess a
year and a half?

- Something like that.

- You've been through

a lot since then.

How are things going
with your partner?

- They're going.

- Would you care
to elaborate?

- Not really.

- OK.

And the rest of your
department, any issues there?

- Actually,
I do have one.

- Please.

- Yeah, I've been working
homicide 5 years now

and not once have
I been sexually harassed.

I mean, is it
too much for a girl

to ask for the
odd butt grab?

- Listen, I understand
that you're frustrated

at being forced to come in

and attend more
counselling sessions.

- Do you?

- But these are the rules

when you shoot someone.

- Yeah, a serial killer
who came at me with a knife.

- Had you followed protocol
and waited for backup,

then there would be someone
to corroborate your story.

- I heard screaming.
The door was open. I went in.

But instead of a medal,
my thanks is

having to go through
an internal investigation.

- We're all just
doing our jobs, right?

- So was I, and sometimes my job
involves shooting psychos.

- Sometimes?

- Spit it out.

- This is the 3rd serial killer
that you've tracked down,

and the 3rd one
that you've killed.

- At least I'm consistent.

Look, what am I
supposed to say?

- I'm sorry, but you
recognize the irony, right?

- In what?

- The fact that it takes
3 victims for a murderer

to be labelled
a serial killer.

- Oh my God!

So in your professional
opinion, I'm a serial killer?

- Of course not.

Listen, I'm just concerned
that recent events

may have stirred up emotions
from your childhood.

- I'm fine.

- What about your interest
in the Hades Killer?

- I'm a cop.
I solve cold cases.

- Yeah, but in
your free time?

- It's a hobby.
- Knitting's a hobby.

Your continued pursuit of
a serial killer...

[Cell beeps]

...that nobody's heard from
in over 15 years now,

that borders on
an obsession.

- I get that you need
to justify your job

by finding something
broken in me,

but I don't have
time for this.

♪♪

- Howdy, partner.

- Are you drunk?

- Of course not.
Only slightly buzzed.

- Taxpayer dollars at work.

- Give me a break,
I was off duty,

and at my own bachelor
party, so you owe me.

Give me the
bullet points.

- Funny.
- I do my best.

- Travis Morris, 26.
Single shot to the head.

From the stippling around
the wound and splatter pattern,

I put it at close range.
7, maybe 8 feet.

- Ballpark, I say
dead 36 hours.

- No, check out
the lividity.

I put it closer to 24.

- Smells like 36.

- All I smell is cigar smoke
and cheap perfume.

[Chuckling]

- It's thin walls, huh?

Nobody--nobody heard
gunshots, nothing?

- Well, if they did,
nobody's talking.

Seriously? You're covered
in stripper glitter!

- Ain't all I'm covered in.
- Aw!

- It's late to start
canvassing the building.

How about we let the crime-scene
geeks come in, do their thing?

You and I, we can pick this up
first thing in the morning, huh?

- Why, so you can get back to
paying women with daddy issues

to grind against you?

- Hmm! Her name
is Sapphire,

and she just so
happens to be stripping

to put herself
through law school.

She's a smart kid.

- Great.
- Hmm!

- She can represent you
in your inevitable divorce.

- Well--

- Detectives.
- Yeah?

- Take a look.
We found a knife.

- You notice
any stab wounds?

- No.

♪♪

- Is that the...

- The Hades symbol.

[Sighing]

The symbol was carved into
the victim post-mortem.

Ballistics believe
the shooter used a 9mm Luger.

- That's the same as the
original Hades killer, right?

- Yeah, but there was
a trace of gel on the slug

suggesting the gun likely
had a homemade silencer.

- Our "vic" have any priors?

- Couple of assaults,
break and enters.

- You know the Hades case
better than anyone.

You think there's a chance we're
dealing with the same killer?

- Nobody's heard
from him in 15 years,

but there's a chance
he's come out of retirement.

- Well, let's hope for
everyone's benefit

that's not the case.

- Oh! I got money, man!

Hey, like my watch?
It's worth $7,000. It's yours.

Take my car.
It's yours, man!

Take anything you want!

I'm sorry! I didn't
mean what I said.

[Gunshot]

[Birds chirping]

[Knocking]

[Door opening]

- Hi. Is Charles Brady home?

- Who are you?

- I'm Det. Mitchell.
I'm with Boston Homicide.

Is Mr. Brady here?

- No, he died.

- When?

- Couple months ago.

- Are you related?

- He was my uncle.

You're that detective still
trying to solve the Hades case.

- Your uncle mentioned me?
- Yeah.

He said the other cops
cleared him years ago,

but you kept on
harassing him.

- I'm sorry he
felt that way.

I've been following up with
some of the original suspects.

Did your uncle talk
to you about the case at all?

- No.

- Even the
smallest detail?

- Look, I don't know anything.
Are we finished here?

- Yes.

[Door slamming]

OK!

♪♪

[Indistinct chatter]

So what
do you know?

- Turns out our dead homeboy
here was a "known to police".

Did some time
for a car jacking,

so he clearly didn't
mind the prison food.

Now looks like he's
been using this joint

to launder money
and sling dope out of.

- Karma's a bitch.

- Especially when
she's packing heat.

What? What
are you doing?

- Is that face paint?

- Yeah, I had tickets
to the football game.

- And you painted
your face for it?

- Don't judge me for
supporting my team, please.

- I'm judging you
for being a moron.

- Wow. Oh, speaking of
questionable decisions...

- Is this--

- Yep!

- Fancy!

You know, you're not obligated
to invite me to your wedding.

- I know. I want you there.
- No, you don't.

- You're right, but it'll look
weird if you're a no-show.

- Pats just went up
by a touchdown, Gav.

- Kev, I'm "TiVo-ing" it!

- Sorry. You good?

- Yeah. And spoiler alert,
he was shot in the forehead.

So? So, you're
gonna come or what?

- Is there gonna be
an open bar?

- It's a cop wedding.
I'd be lynched if there wasn't.

And, uh, maybe you should
bring a date, you know.

- Thanks, but I'll probably
just sleep with your best man.

Hey, could you
roll him over?

- Why, you see
something?

- Yeah, the blood.

♪♪

We need to go public.

- Not yet.

- But we have a pattern.

- No, 3 is a pattern.

- Three is a serial killer.

- And when we get there,
the media will be informed.

- The public has a right to know
before we get to that point.

- Know what?
That the Hades Killer is back?

- Or possibly a copy cat.

- Karyn, I get that

you have an interest

in the original
Hades case,

but we're not gonna alter
protocol because of it.

[Camera shutter clicking]

- Have you heard back
from Internal Affairs?

- It's not official, but it
looks like you're in the clear.

Just try not to shoot
the next suspect, OK?

- I'll do my best!

[Sighing]

[Camera clicks]

[Door opens]

The lieutenant's
making a mistake.

- He just doesn't wanna
create a media circus.

if he can avoid
it, that's all.

- This guy isn't
gonna stop.

- What you talking about?

He already did...

for 15 years.

- Assuming it's
the same guy.

- Hmm...

You sure this is
the best idea,

you being on
this case?

- Why wouldn't it be?

- Come on, Karyn.
Your father.

Listen, we all know
that he was one of

the original
Hades suspects.

- One of more than a dozen.
And he was cleared.

Plus I know this case
better than anyone.

- I know you do.

But you also gotta know that
when these murders go public,

all that stuff about
your pops is bound to come out.

- It's not a secret.

- It's not something you want
the entire world to know either.

- I'll deal with it,
if it happens.

- I'm sure you will.

You really think that
we could actually be dealing

with the same guy from
the mid '90s here?

- It's a pretty long hiatus,
by serial-killer standards,

but my gut says there's
at least some connection

to the original
Hades murders.

- Yeah, well, like what?
Like his kid or something?

- No, it doesn't need
to be anything that direct,

but if it isn't
the same guy,

he decided to emulate
the Hades Killer for a reason.

The key to finding him
is finding the connection.

- But how are we supposed to
connect point A to point B,

if we don't have either?

- Aye, there's the rub.

- There's the rub.

It's getting late.

Come on, why don't we get out
of here, huh, you and me,

go back to your place,

put our heads together?

- Are you kidding me?

- I'm just starting to wonder if
I made a mistake here, you know?

- Live with it.

- Karyn, hey!

- Excuse me.

- [Sighing]: Yeah...

[Phone ringing]

- Hey.

- Ah! You start
making house calls?

[Chuckling]

- Listen, I just
wanted to apologize

for how our last session
got a little heated.

- When you called me a serial
killer for doing my job?

- I didn't mean to imply that.

- No problem.
- OK.

See you at
our next appointment?

- They're mandatory, right?

- Right. Oh, and I got a call
from your lieutenant.

- About?

- He said that you
were working on a case

and that I might be able to
offer some insight into that.

- Thanks, but I'm good.

- He also mentioned that

you'd probably say that.

- Look, nothing personal,

but you know I don't
play well with others.

[Sighing]

[Telephone ringing]

Excuse me.

Hello?

He's here?

Yeah, send him up.

- Detective, I understand that
writing about serial killers

is not the same thing
as tracking them down.

- Well, at least
we agree on something.

- But you and I
are both aware

that these individuals
are creatures of habit.

And that,
you know, book-smarts,

well, granted, not as useful
as practical experience,

they can come in handy
when dealing with profiling.

- I'll keep that in mind.

What are you doing here?

- Got something you
might be interested in.

- Your suicide note?

[Chuckling]

Even better.

A letter from
the Hades Killer.

[Suspenseful music]

- Checked the letter
for hair and fibre, "latents".

Only prints belonged
to the reporter.

- What do we do
about his demands?

- Nothing.

- Lieutenant, whoever wrote this
made himself pretty clear.

"I will kill again
every day until you print

"a front-page story
declaring my return."

- There have been
half a dozen hoaxes

related to the Hades
killings since the mid '90s.

- Exactly. We can't
print every letter

from every nut job
who sends us one.

- And 2 weeks ago,
I would've agreed,

but with the
recent murders,

we have reason to believe
this one could be authentic.

And if it is and we don't
do anything about it,

people are gonna die.

- What do you think?

- I think that Karyn knows
the case better than anyone.

And if she feels in her gut
that this letter is authentic,

then it probably is.

- In our top story, the entire
city's on high alert

with the apparent return
of the Hades serial killer.

Hades first terrorized the city
of Boston in the mid '90s

when he murdered 9 people
in a 6-month period.

Hades coined his name

after he carved
the Greek Hades symbol

representing the God of Death

into the bodies of his victims.

During his reign of terror,

Hades taunted police
with phone calls

and sent several letters
to local newspapers.

Despite having
numerous suspects,

in the more than 15 years since
the start of the killings,

police have yet to arrest
anyone in the murders.

The Boston PD have set up
a special tip hotline,

and are asking anyone
with information

about the Hades Killer

to immediately get in contact.

- So, why did you kill them?

- Satan commanded me to.

- Hmm! And how many times
did Satan tell you

to shoot your
first victim?

- Three.

- Nice try.

- I mean 5.

- Look, Mr. McGrath,
as much as I enjoy

chatting with
random nut jobs,

as you can see,
I'm pretty swamped here.

So I apologize if this comes
across as rude, but get lost.

[Cell ringing]

- Hello?

- [Distorted]:
Det. Mitchell?

- Yes. Who's this?

- Well, I suppose
you can call me Hades.

- You know, it's
a criminal offence

to prank call
a police officer.

- This is not a joke.

- All right.
Well, in that case,

what can I do
for you, Hades?

[Chuckling]

- I understand your scepticism.

I'm guessing that
you've already had

a half-dozen people
confess to my murders.

- Um, actually,
I just finished with my 12th,

which makes you
unlucky number 13.

- It could be worse.

You know, apparently, more than
200 people tried to take credit

for the kidnapping of
the Lindbergh baby.

- That's fascinating,

but I'm kind of busy
trying to catch you,

so if you wouldn't mind getting
to why you're calling...

- Well, I suppose

a psychologist would suggest

that it is a subconscious
desire to be caught,

but you know, the truth is,

uh, I saw you

the other day

and I just felt like talking.

- You saw me?

- Outside the location
of my 2nd murder.

I know.

I realize it's a cliché

to return to the scene
of the crime,

but you know, sometimes
I feel drawn.

You know David Berkowitz,
the Son of Sam?

You know,
he actually hung around,

just chatting with the cops.

- How can I know for sure
you are who you claim to be?

[Scoffs]

- Well, I suppose you could
ask me a question

that only the
real killer would know.

- OK. Um, what type of knife

did you use to carve your symbol
into the victim's chest?

- Well, of course I carved it
into the chest of the one

and the back of the other.

- So if you're only claiming
responsibility for 2 victims,

I guess that means you're not
the same Hades Killer?

- No, I can't take credit

for any of those
original murders, no.

- Then what is this?
An homage?

- Do you know that 85% of
the world's serial killers

are based in
the good old U.S. of A?

And at any given time as many
as 50 of us are at work.

- Now, 50, that is
a lot of competition.

But carve a shape
into someone, and...

[Chuckling]

...I am front page news.

- Do you think drawing attention
to yourself is a wise move?

- Along with the dozen
false confessors, detective,

at last count, how many
tips have you had?

- A little over 600.

- Right, and even if
one of them is legitimate,

which I--I seriously doubt,

then I remain a killer
in the proverbial haystack.

- So all this is just really
to throw us off your scent?

- Which, of course
I won't be doing

if I stay on the line

long enough for you
to trace this, will I?

- W-wait. Wait. Don't go.

- It was nice
talking to you, Karyn.

[Beep]

- What makes you think this
isn't just some other "schizo"

out looking for
his fame and glory?

- He knew stuff, details only
the killer would know.

I don't know.
I could just feel it.

- If your gut's
the best lead we have,

then I say we go with it.

I'll need Karyn's cell
and office lines tapped.

- Already on it.

- What about getting a trace?

- We need him on
the line for a few minutes,

more if
he's scrambling.

- Let's say he actually
does call back,

what should
she talk to him about?

- You said he was friendly?
- For a serial killer.

- Then just have a conversation
with him, like you're friends.

- Friends?

- Keep things casual
and informal.

You need to allow clues
to come out organically.

- So Karyn shouldn't
ask him any questions?

- No, of
course she can.

She needs to make him feel

that she's interested
in getting to know him,

and, you know, not just
digging for information.

- For sure.

- And whenever
possible, don't lie.

She doesn't need to
reveal anything that

will jeopardize the case,

but if he senses that

you're being open and honest,

then chances improve

that he'll be open
and honest in return.

- I will.

[Chuckling]

- What?

- You, open and honest,
that's just...

Are we done?

[Ringing]

- This might be him.
You good?

- Just keep him on the line
as long as you can.

- Hello?

- [Distorted]:
Hello, Karyn.

- Hades?

- Yes. And a big hello
to everyone listening.

- Why do you say that?

- Surely you
had your line tapped

5 minutes after I hung up.

- Well, maybe 10 minutes.

[Static]

Hello? Are you there?

- My apologies,
I'm calling from underground.

Our connection
may not be great.

So, how is your
investigation coming?

- Slowly.

- Anything I can do to help?

- How about your name?

- No. What fun would that be?

- Is that why
you kill people, for fun?

Or did a barking dog
tell you to do it?

- You know, I wish I had
a colourful reason like that.

- Why then?

- Well, let's just say

that my victims demonstrate

a lack of societal worth.

- You can't just go around
killing people.

- Oh, really?

Because to my knowledge,

you have played
judge, jury and executioner

on multiple occasions.

- Those were self-defence.

- And I assume that you'd argue
that that was OK

because you were just
doing your job,

and since, in your case,

we are talking about
serial killers, after all,

the dregs of society.

- How much longer?
- Close.

- But you see, we have that
in common, you and I.

- So you only kill
serial killers too?

- The garbage that I leave
behind for you to chalk outline

possess absolutely no regard
for their fellow man.

- And that's worthy of murder?

- Yes, I believe
that people like that

do deserve to die

and they are going
to continue dying.

Oh, well, speak of the devil.

My soon-to-be-next
victim has arrived.

- No! No, wait! Please!

- It's been a pleasure
speaking with you, Karyn.

- He's right here!
In our underground parking!

[Car door opening]

- What's going on?
- Hades is downstairs!

- Round them up.

[Dramatic music]

[Hades clearing throat]

[Gunshot]

♪♪

- Police! Don't move!
Hands in the air!

Sorry.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Sighing]

- He rerouted
the signal through this

and purposely didn't scramble
it so we could trace it.

- That hard to do?

- Not really.
Still, the guy has guts.

- All right.
Got a report of shooting

in a parking
garage across town.

Thank you.

Gotta go.
Come on.

♪♪

- Detective!
This another Hades joint?

- Why don't you go ask
your anonymous source?

Hey, can you get him
out of here for me?

- So, it turns out
that Mr. Barber here

is being investigated
for fraud.

- Seems a bit obvious,

but maybe Hades was one
of the guys he ripped off?

- It's worth
looking into, maybe.

What's this, Angry Birds?

- Checking out
his day-timer.

[Grunts]

I'm thinking if I retrace his
steps over the last week or so,

maybe we can figure out when and
where he pissed off our killer.

- And people say you
slept your way to detective.

[Pats back]

So your company sells
home theatre systems, hmm?

- Yeah, high-end systems.

And you installed one for
Mr. Barber on, what, the 17h?

Is that right?

- I was there the
better part of a day.

- Was he there
the entire time?

- Unfortunately.

- Meaning?

- I feel bad saying this
after what happened,

but the guy was a jerk.

- In what way?

- He was condescending,

yelling about everything.

One of my installers, Danny,
he can back me up.

Hey, Danny!

They're asking
about Mr. Barber.

- You were there too?

- He was a total jerk.

I actually started the job,

but I had Mark replace me
before I strangled the guy.

- We got the picture.

- Did you notice

anything suspicious?

- I just finished the job

and got out. Sorry.

- All right.
Thanks for your time.

- Thank you.

[Cell ringing]

[Sighing]

- Hello?

[Chuckling]

- You have to concede
that my police-garage prank,

that was fairly hilarious.

- I'm glad you're
enjoying yourself.

- I think it's important
to enjoy one's work, don't you?

- Absolutely.

And I'm going to enjoy
arresting you.

[Hades chuckling]

- So I suppose that
my recent hat-trick

earns me official serial-killer
status, then, huh?

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

But I am just getting started.

By the time I am done,

nobody's even gonna
remember my predecessor.

- Lofty ambitions.

- I think it's also important

to have goals, don't you?

- You're an inspiration to
psychopaths everywhere.

[Hades laughing]

- So, how does the, uh,

the Hades huntress
spend her evenings?

- Well, I'm working on
your psychological profile.

- All right, let me guess.

I'm thinking that
you have me down

as a single, white male, 30s,

above-average intelligence,

as shy, bordering
on anti-social,

likely coming from
an unstable family,

abandoned by my father,
raised by a domineering mother,

and to top it all off,
an unhealthy fascination

with starting fires?

- I'm impressed.

- I'm disappointed.

Sounds as if you're writing
a term paper

for, like, your
freshman criminology class.

- OK, then what makes you
so different from the others?

[Fist hits table]

- The fact that
I'm not different.

I am just a regular guy

who was pushed to the point

where he was ready
to give up on his life,

and that is when he decided
to start pushing back.

- So you were suicidal?

Come on! You claim
you want this to be fun.

Toss me a clue.

[Sighing]

- Yeah.

I tried to kill myself, yeah.

- How?

- I attempted to fly,

but unfortunately,
I can swim.

- So you decided
to use your 2nd chance

by ending other
people's lives?

- This is about much more
than murder, Karyn.

This is about atonement.

- Atonement for what?

- Sleep well, detective.

[Dial tone and beeping]

[Sirens in the distance]

- Did you hear
our latest conversation?

- Yeah, I did.

I'm worried this case
is beginning to hit

a little too close
to home for you, Karyn.

- I'm fine.
- Really?

- Lieutenant,
I'm fine.

- OK.

- Sir...

- OK, so Hades hinted
his victims aren't random.

So I've been trying
to find some connection.

- Your phone-a-friend also
indicated that he tried to

throw himself off a bridge.

- Yeah, I've been
thinking about that.

Tobin's the main
suicide bridge, right?

- Yeah.

- And even those
that live probably still

end up in the hospital.

- It's a good
starting point.

All right, all right.
Thanks anyway.

Thanks for getting
back to me. OK.

- Was that the hospital
administrator?

- Yeah.

It turns out
in the past few years,

Mass. General has only knowingly
treated 2 patients who lived

after jumping off Tobin Bridge.

But neither's
who we're looking for.

- How do you know?

- Because one's
a quadriplegic

and the other's in
a permanent vegetative state.

[Horns honking]

- How do the jumpers get out
to the middle of the bridge?

- I don't know.
Walk, maybe.

- It's a long way out.

- Yeah, but it ain't
the kind of place

that you'd get a cab
to drop you off either.

A lot of them just probably
abandon their cars.

- So if they'd
parked and jumped,

the vehicle would
have been towed

before he had
a chance to get back.

- Yeah, you'd think.

It's a good thing that
no one else can stand you

long enough
to partner with you.

- He's buying.

- It's on me, huh?

[Phones ringing]

So, that was the tow truck
company who patrol the bridge.

They tell me 28 vehicles
were towed in the past 3 years,

so I cross-reference,

and seven of those
were abandoned by jumpers who,

unfortunately for them,
were successful.

- And what about the others?

- All had mechanical problems,
except for one guy.

This is where
it gets interesting.

So I do some digging,

and it turns out this young man
was fired from his last gig

after getting punchy
with his coworkers.

A guy by the name
of Arthur Brady.

- That's the nephew of one
of the original Hades suspects

who just died.

- We found
our connection, kid.

- I'll see if
I can get a warrant.

- Mind if I run an errand
while you do that?

- Trying to make happy hour?
- I wish.

I gotta sample cupcakes
for the wedding reception.

Oh! Speaking of...

We're doing a head count
and I need to know

if you're bringing
a date or not.

- Yeah. Definitely.

- Good.

- Wonder who they're gonna
partner me with

when you go
on your honeymoon.

- Honeymoon?
No, we're not going anywhere.

- Wow.

I'm as unromantic as they come

and even I consider that
grounds for divorce.

- Nicole's pregnant.

So...

- Congratulations.

- Thank you.

Anyway, I won't be long.

♪♪

[Thunder rumbles]

[Rain pattering]

[Knocking on door]

[Lock clicking]

[Door opening]

- Hello, Mr. Brady.

I need to ask you
a few questions.

- I told you, I've got nothing
more to say about my uncle.

- This pertains to you.

- Is your partner waiting
for you in the car?

- No, I'm on my own.

- Well, come on in then.
Get out of the rain.

- I'm good out here, thanks.

- No, please, I insist.

[Rain pattering]

[Door closing]

- So what is it that
you wanted to talk to me about?

- A few months back,

was your car towed
from the Tobin Bridge?

- Yeah.

- What happened?

[Thunder crashes]

- Ran out of gas.
Had to walk home.

- That's a long way.

You didn't hail a taxi
or try to hitchhike?

- There's a lot
of weirdos out there.

[Thunder rumbling]

It's old wiring.

Sometimes when it's
storming, I lose power.

- I understand you
had some problems

with your former employer.

- What's that got
to do with anything?

- I just need to
know what happened.

- They accused me of
sexually harassing a coworker

so they could
fire me with cause.

- And so
you threatened your boss?

- Not until he lied.

- OK, but when he did,

you went to his house,
smashed in his windows,

said you were gonna come back
with a gun, isn't that right?

- What is it that you do

when someone is
screwing you over?

Or treating you like garbage,
like you don't even matter?

Do you sit back
and you take it?

Or do you do
something about it?

See, me, all my life,

I let people just
walk all over me.

But now, if you screw me,
I screw you right back!

- I'm gonna need you to come
down to the station with me,

Mr. Brady.

- I'm not going
back to jail.

- I didn't say that. I just need
to ask you a few more questions.

- I'm not going
back to jail!

[Crashing]

[Breathing heavily]

♪♪

[Brady grunts]

[Struggling grunts]

[Shouting]

I'm not going back to jail!

[Coughing]

[Thunder rumbling]

[Brady screams, groans]

- Don't move!

[Groaning]

[Panting]

[Siren blares, indistinct
chatter on police radio]

[Car dor slamming]

- Gavin...
- I don't wanna hear it.

[Siren blaring]

- I told you,

I didn't kill anyone.

- You might as well
start telling the truth.

- I couldn't have
killed anyone.

I was in Atlantic City.

- Listen to me, Arthur.

If you're willing
to come clean,

I promise I'll talk
to the judge

and see if I can get you
a reduced sentence.

- I just wanna
go home.

- Karyn...

[Sighs]

[Door closing]

- It's not him.
- How do you know?

- He's telling the truth
about being in Atlantic City

during the 2nd
and 3rd Hades murder.

- You're sure?

- Yeah, they got him
on surveillance.

Apparently he's been
blowing his inheritance

on poker and
hookers every weekend.

- It has to be him.

- Karyn, I've listened to all of
the phone conversations.

I don't think that
Arthur Brady's the person

you've been
speaking with.

- But he attacked me!

- Like any
nut job would

who's scared to death
of going to prison, Karyn.

- You wanna charge him
with assault?

- Cut him loose.

- Yeah.

- Thanks to you once again
completely disregarding protocol

and not waiting
for your partner,

the mayor just raked me
over the coals.

- I'm sorry.

What can I do for
damage control?

- Nothing.
You're on vacation.

- You're suspending me?

- No. That would
involve paperwork.

You're cashing in
some banked days.

- OK, I screwed up.
I admit it.

- Oh, that's big of you.

- But I'm in the middle
of an investigation.

- The FBI is taking over.
- I'm off the case?

- Look, we both know

you only hung on
as long as you did

because of your batting average.

- Who do they have
replacing us?

- Harris.
- No!

- It's out of my hands.

- He screwed up
the Dinner Party murder case!

- Which didn't stop you

from tracking down and killing
the suspect anyway.

- I'm getting close to
this guy. I can feel it.

- I agree.

Which is why I've arranged
for you and Gavin

to work with the FBI when you
get back from vacation.

- And you expect me
to report to Harris?

- Either that, or you're off
the case, Detective.

[Birds chirping]

[Door opening]

[Siren wailing in distance]

[Door slamming]

[Phone rings]

[Inhales deeply]

- Hello?

- [Hades, voice distorted]:
Did I wake you?

- No, I'm still up
doing some work.

- You know, you need
to get a life, Karyn.

- First, I need to get you.

[Hades laughs]

- Well, hey, I--I saw
on the news

that you almost did.

[Chuckles]

- Yeah, rub it in.

- Ah, not to worry.

You'll soon get another chance.

- Maybe not.

You're the FBI's problem now.

- You're off my case?

- No, but I need
to ride shotgun.

- Ah!

Well, I suppose
I should be flattered,

being called up to
the major leagues and all.

Do you know,

I don't have
a--a middle name?

- You've landed on
the FBI's Most Wanted list,

and that's what's
keeping you up at night?

- Well, it's just that
if I ever do get caught,

the media like to use

a--a killer's
middle name, you know.

Like Lee Harvey Oswald,
John Wilkes Booth,

James Earl Ray.

And I do not have one.

- Talk about your first-world
serial-killer problems.

[Hades laughs]

- Well, hey,
speaking of problems,

do you ever find it difficult

being partners
with your ex-fiancé?

- It has its moments.

- Now, you broke that off
2 weeks prior to your wedding,

isn't that right?

- You sure do seem to know
a lot about my personal life.

- Oh, you'd be shocked
how much I know.

- What do you mean by that?

- Well, all just part of

trying to stay
one step ahead.

So, tell me,

how did it end?

- I caught him screwing around.

- Well, his loss.

- What about you?

You ever been married?

Come on, I shared.

[Hades sighs]

- Yes.

- Divorced?

- She died.
It wasn't me!

[Both chuckle]

All right.
My turn.

So why is it, do you think,
that you're not seeing anyone?

- Well, what makes
you think I'm not?

- Well, you're at home
every time I call.

- Maybe if you'd stop
calling me so much,

I'd have time for a social life.

[Hades laughs]

How did you know
I was at home?

- Well, it is 10:30 at night.

I hope that you aren't
at your station.

- No, I'm home.

- You really should get
a man in your life, you know.

I mean, aside from me.

- You're probably right.

- I need to go.

- Big plans?

- Yes.

I need to kill someone.

[Phone beeps,
dial tone hums]

- Yeah.

- You get a trace?
- No.

♪♪

[Keys jangle,
lock clicks]

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

[Suspenseful music]

- Don't move!

- Oh! Hey, you crazy?

Put that down, it's me.

- Gavin!

- Yeah.

Who'd you think it was?

You know, it's not considered
breaking and entering

if you have
your own set of keys.

- Yeah, except that

you don't actually
live here anymore.

- That's a good point.

[Sighs]

- Wow, this bed sure does

bring back some memories!

- OK, if this is
your latest attempt

at a drunken a booty call--

- No, no, no! No.

I figured you've already screwed
me over enough tonight.

- What are you
talking about?

- You had to bring up
the fact that I cheated on you?

When you knew that
the entire department

gets updated on your
conversations with Hades.

- I was told to be honest.

- If this is your way
of getting back at me,

I'm fine with it.

But admit that that's
what you were doing.

I'd respect that.

- What I'm doing?
I'm doing my job!

- Job?
- Yeah!

- You know what
the joke is?

The only person that you seem
comfortable opening up to

is a serial killer.

What is that?

- You need to get
the hell out of my house.

- Don't worry.
I'm done.

No matter what's gone on
between you and I,

I've--I've always had your back.

Always.

This jerk-off that you spill
your guts out to on the phone,

he's--he's not
your friend, Karyn.

He's not your therapist.

He's a murderer.

Remember that.

[Car honking]

- Hey...

I didn't know
you came here.

- Uh, yeah.

For about
10 years now.

- Mark Hanson.

You and your partner came by
my business a couple days back.

- Right. Hi.

- Surprised I've never
seen you before.

- Well, I come about
once a decade.

- You'd never
be able to tell.

I'm sure with your
busy schedule it's tough

to find time for yourself.

- Yeah, it can be.

- Well hopefully
I'll see you again

before another
10 years goes by.

- It's Karyn.

And, uh, yeah.
Definitely.

- Actually, do you maybe
wanna grab a drink with me

later tonight?

- Sure.

- [Mark]: So I'm sure you get
this all the time,

but you don't look
like a typical cop.

- And what exactly does
a typical cop look like?

- Oh, you know:
big stomach, moustache,

coffee and
doughnut in hand.

- Don't kid yourself.

I consume more than my share
of coffee and doughnuts.

- Well, I should probably
tell you up front

that I have been
arrested a couple times.

Nothing too serious.
- I know.

Frat boy stuff.
No big deal.

- You can tell
by looking at me?

- I ran your record.

- And you still showed.

- I guess I'm just
really lonely

or subconsciously
into bad boys.

- If you were looking for
a bad boy, you found one.

- Oh, really?
- What about you?

Glove box full of
unpaid parking tickets?

Or let me guess:

you sample from the bulk bins
while grocery shopping?

- I've shot and
killed 3 people.

- Oh. Well, I'm not gonna
suggest we split the check then.

[Both laugh]

I hope this isn't an
inappropriate subject,

but those
3 people you shot,

they were asking
for it, right?

- It depends on
how you define "asking."

They were all serial killers
and it was in self-defence.

- I'd say that qualifies.

- I'm glad you think so.

- Something the matter?

- No.
- You sure?

- Yeah, everything's fine.

In fact...

Don't move!

- Whoa!
- Take it easy!

- Why are you
following me?

- I'm not.
- You're lying.

- OK, I'm FBI.

- Where's your ID?

- My right front pocket.

Agent Harris
put me on you in case

Hades tried to make contact.

- Why the hell didn't
anyone tell me?

- For some reason,

he didn't think you'd be
a fan of the idea.

- Come on.

- [Mark]: I see why you don't
need to work out.

It felt like my heart was
gonna jump out of my chest.

Look, I'm still shaking.

- I cannot tell you
how sorry I am about that.

- Well, if nothing else,

it was the most memorable
first date I've ever been on.

[Laughs]

- Hey, and I didn't
even need to put out.

- Dang! Shouldn't have
opened my mouth.

So why's the FBI
watching you?

- It's just a case
I'm working on.

It's no big deal.

Uh, this is me.

- So despite nearly
having a heart attack,

I had a nice time.

- Me too.

Do you wanna
come up for a drink?

- Sure.
- Let's do it.

♪♪

- Beer OK?

- Yeah, beer's great.

I guess your cleaning lady's
on holidays, huh?

[Music continues playing]

- I know it sounds like a cliché
to say that I never do that,

but I never do that.

- Glad I could be
the exception to your rule.

- I just don't want you
to be disappointed

if I don't put out
on our 2nd date.

- I'm just happy to know there's
going to be a 2nd date.

So what's your rule
when it comes to putting out

a 2nd time
on the first date?

[Grunts]

[Moans]

[Cell chimes]

- Hold on.

[Sighs]

I gotta go.

[Indistinct chatter]

- I hear you and the Hades
are becoming pretty chummy.

- Can't comment on
an ongoing investigation.

- You don't need to.

I've heard recordings of
your phone conversations.

- Who are you paying off
to get those?

You print anything that
jeopardizes my investigation,

you'll be sorry.

- Are you threatening me
with a lawsuit?

- No, I'm threatening you.

- [Harris]: Heard you almost
shot one of my guys earlier.

- Had I known he was one of your
guys, I would have shot him.

- What are you
doing here?

- You don't hang out
at crime scenes

on your days off?

- No, I actually
have a life.

- Oh, well that would
explain your close rate.

- Get the hell out of here
until your suspension's over.

- What took you so long, huh?

- I had a date.
- Yeah?

- Did you get
a good night kiss?

- Actually,
I had sex with him

in the dream home you and I
planned to grow old in together.

- You're still upset about me
breaking into your apartment

last night, huh?

- What makes you say that?

- I don't know.
Call it a hunch.

- Hey Miles, um,
without drawing attention,

do you think you could grab
a few crowd shots for me?

- You mean the lookie lous?
- Yeah.

- That sort of thing?
- Perfect.

Have a copy of the reports
sent over to my house.

- Why, where you going?

- I'm on days off.

- I'm surprised
to see you.

- Still have 3 more
mandatory sessions.

- I know, I guess
I just figured

that you'd use your time off
like a -- I don't know --

a get-out-of-jail-free
card, I guess.

- Ah, good idea.
Is it too late?

[Laughs]

- Now that you're here,

you might as well just stay
and get it over with.

- Like going
to the dentist?

- Yes, exactly.

- You gonna give me a new
toothbrush when I'm done?

- You're in a surprisingly
good mood, considering.

- Considering what?

- Well, I can only assume
that you weren't thrilled

at having the FBI yank
the Hades case away from you.

- There's not much
I can do about that.

- You know, I was, uh,
relistening to your

conversations with Hades and...

[Sighs]

I don't know.

I have to admit that, uh,
a part of me is jealous.

- Of?

- He's getting you to open up
more than I ever have.

- You told me to be honest with
him. That's what I'm doing.

- And I understand that,

but I--I sense
a--a genuine connection

building between
the two of you.

- Acting like his friend is
how I get him to open up to me

without pushing
for information.

- I'm not
attacking you, Karyn.

It is completely
understandable

that a kind of
a bond would form.

- Why, cause we're both
technically serial killers?

- Because it's natural
when you open up

and when you share
with someone.

Perhaps you ought to
try it in here sometime.

[Chuckles]

- I met someone.

- Yeah?

- We've only gone out
a couple times,

but it's been nice

to focus on something
besides serial killers.

- I'll bet.

Well, I'm happy
to hear it, Karyn.

- I'll probably
screw it up, anyway.

- And why do you say that?

- I always do.

I put my job ahead
of everything in my life,

including my relationships.

That's what ended
things with Gavin.

- Well, I'm sure that his
infidelity didn't help matters.

- No, but I helped
drive him to it.

I was a lousy girlfriend,
and deep down,

he knew I'd be
an even worse wife.

Don't tell him
I said that.

- You know what?
Just have fun.

Don't overthink it.

You know, there's always
gonna be more bad guys

out there for you to catch.

And you know,
I think that, uh,

bringing some bounce
into your life,

it's only gonna make you
a better cop, right?

- I admit this is a bit of
a backhanded compliment,

but you may be a better
relationship counselor

than you are a shrink.

[Laughs]

- Well, I will take that.

[City rumble]

- So...

Feel free to say no,

but there's
this wedding coming up...

- I'd love to
be your date.

- Yeah?
- Absolutely.

- Great.

There's just, um,
one little complication.

- How little?

- I was kind of
engaged to the groom.

- Oh...

- Who also happens
to be my partner, Gavin.

- You were engaged
to your partner?

- Yeah, I know.
I'm sorry.

I probably should have
told you before now.

- I get it.

- Thank you.

[Chuckles]

- And--and while
we're on the subject

of things we should have
mentioned before...

I was married once myself.

I had a son.

They were both killed
in a car accident.

- Oh...

I'm so sorry.

- Yeah, it was
a pretty rough time.

I--I don't like
to talk about it much.

- I understand.

Are you sure
about the wedding?

If you'd rather not come...

- Let me know the date.
I'm good to go.

[Sighs]

[Doorbell rings]

[Door creaking then
closing]

[Suspenseful music]

[Dialing]

- [Hades, voice distorted]:
Hello, Karyn.

- Hey... I haven't heard from
you in a couple days.

- Life of a serial killer.
Never a free moment.

- Murder anyone lately?

- Almost.
- You tried?

- No, but I was going to.

Planned it all out
and everything and just...

changed my mind.

You think I'm getting soft?

- I hope so.

So why the phone?

- Because I wanted

to ask you something
without our

regular eavesdroppers.

- OK.

- Do you ever regret
turning in your father?

- How do you know about that?
- Is it a secret?

- No, but it's not
exactly public knowledge.

- One step ahead, remember?

- And no, I don't regret it.

All right. Your turn
to be honest.

- I have been honest with you
Karyn, right from the start.

- Not about one thing.
- What's that?

- I don't think you randomly
picked the Hades Killer

to throw us off your trail.

I think you chose it for
a reason. Am I right?

[Sighs]

- You are.

- And I think once I figure out
what your connection is

to the original case,
I'll figure out who you are.

- Then you'd better figure that
out before you run out of time.

- What does that mean?

- It's always a pleasure

speaking with you, Karyn.

- Wait, we can
keep talking! We--

[Dial tone hums,
Karyn sighs]

- Hey.
- Hades sent me a cell

I need you to check out.

- You hear the news?

Looks like we have
victim number five.

[Birds chirping]

- Hey, she's back
in the ring, huh?

- Close enough.
What do we know?

- Tim Denison, 20.
Street kid.

- Priors?
- A few.

Pretty low-buck
stuff, you know.

- Ident found prints
at the scene.

- The killer's?
- That's our hope, right?

- No way Hades
is that sloppy.

- Maybe he's
off his game.

- That looks like
an entry wound.

- It could have something
to do with the fact

that he was shot in
the back of the head.

- That can't be right.

- Why you having
such a hard time?

Just hear him out,
will you?

- Hades shoots
his victims face on.

- Maybe he tried to run.

- And you're trying
to tell me

that came courtesy
of a 9 mm?

- So the guy got a new gun
for his birthday.

What else do you get
the serial killer

who has everything?

- Who found him?
- There were reports of shots.

Before you go off
on your silencer jag,

I know we're dealing
with creatures of habit,

but once in a while, you can
teach an old killer new tricks.

- No way. I spoke to
Hades half an hour ago.

He said he hadn't
killed again.

- And you believe a psychopath?
- In this case, yeah.

- Well, maybe
it's a good thing

you're no longer
running the case.

We have a match on the prints
found at the last crime scene.

The suspect's name
is Kerry McGrath.

He was released from
a mental hospital 9 months ago,

after spending
half of his life locked up.

He suffers from split
personality disorder,

and from what
I understand,

one of his personalities

is not very personable.

Warrant's on its way.

Expect him to be
armed and dangerous.

- Hey, I know him.
- Who? McGrath?

- Yeah, he came into the station
a few weeks back and confessed.

- To being
the Hades Killer?

- Along with a dozen
other psychopaths.

He came off
like a complete fraud.

- I get it.

But if this turns out
to be our guy,

it's not gonna look good.

- It won't.
- OK.

♪

[Tires screeching]

- Wait at the car.
- Seriously?

- I want the suspect alive.

♪♪

- [Man 1]: Go, go, go!

- [Man 2]: Clear!
- [Man 3]: Clear!

- [Man 1]: All clear!

[Chuckles]

[Sighs]

- We should've just
staked this place out...

and waited on
this clown to show.

- Harris wanted to make sure
he was here for the bust.

- I know.

Sound like
anyone else we know?

- [Karyn]: That's him.

McGrath stop!

[Gavin grunts]

- You OK?
- Yeah, I'm good. Go, go!

Ah! Son of a bitch!

♪♪

[Woman screams]

- Drop the gun!
- Take it easy.

- Do it, or
the woman dies.

I told you I was Hades!
You wouldn't listen!

- I know.
I believe you now.

- Too late!

[Gunshot]

Get your car keys!

[Screams]

[Crying]

- You're not him.

[Siren blaring in the distance]

- Hey.

- Hey.

- I didn't expect to
see you back at work.

- Yeah, you and me both.

I figured taking one
for the team would...

I'd be more than
just a couple weeks off.

- Yeah, well, I got shot

and I was back in the
office the next morning.

- The bullet has to actually
enter your body to count.

You're aware of that, right?
- Come on!

That was barely
a flesh wound.

What's going on?

- Oh! McGrath, he copped
to a guilty plea.

So, case closed,
detective.

- He's just some nut who's
trying to get attention!

- That may be,

but the lieutenant wants
to clear this up,

so clearing it up.

- Well, the FBI
can officially

close the case
all they want.

It doesn't mean
I'm gonna stop digging.

- I didn't
expect you would.

I got your
back, partner.

Oh, hey, I was
wondering if you could

speak to your
new boyfriend.

Maybe he could hook
me up with a flat screen,

call it my wedding
gift from you.

- You'll be lucky
if you get a toaster.

- That's my girl.

- He asked me to

to move in with him.

- He did, huh?

You going to?

- Bit quick,
don't you think?

- I'm about to marry someone
I've known less than a year.

- Because you
knocked her up.

- Cheap shot, Mitchell!

Besides, he seems
like a stand-up guy.

- As opposed to the losers
I normally attract?

- Exactly. We both know
you'll screw it up before long.

May as well save
on rent in the meantime.

- You know, right up
until you got engaged,

I always assumed
we'd get back together.

- Really?

- You're not supposed
to marry a rebound.

- That may be,

but I guess I just figured I'd
screwed things up between us.

- You did,

but it's not like they
couldn't have been fixed.

- I'm sorry, Karyn.

- You should be.

♪♪

[Sighing]

[City rumble]

- Hey. How are ya?
Remember me?

Det. McNabb.
I'm Karyn's partner.

- Of course. Looking
forward your wedding.

- That's right.
You're the plus one, huh?

Listen, we're wondering
if we can grab some of

your client
records from you.

- Still working
the Hades case?

- Just tying up
a few loose ends.

- Yeah, follow me.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Lively music playing]

[Cell ringing]

- Hey, what's up?

- Hey! Hey, can you
meet me at Murphy's?

- Yeah, what's going on?

- I gotta show you something.

You might be right about
the feds having the wrong guy.

- I'll be there in 20.

- All right.

- Hey, Gav.

- Yeah.

- I think your car alarm
is going off, man.

[Alarm blaring]

[Car honking]

[Alarm stops]

- Son of a bitch.

[Grunting]

[Groaning]

[Door opening and closing]

- Hey, Mike.
You seen Gavin around?

- Ah, he went out to check on
his car alarm a few minutes ago.

- Oh! OK, thanks.

- See ya!

- Gavin?

[Line dialling]

I have a police officer down!

I need an ambulance
at Murphy's on Park Lane!

[Whispering]:
Oh God.

It's gonna be OK.

It's gonna be OK.

[Indistinct chatter]

- [Male officer 1]:
Step aside, please.

- [Male officer 2]:
Let him through, please.

[Woman on CB, indistinct]

- How you holding up?

- We need to get
a list together

of all the known car
thieves who work the area,

see if any of them come up
as violent offenders.

- You're not working
Gavin's murder, Karyn.

- Like hell I'm not!

- You need to
take some time.

- I need to figure out
who killed my partner!

- I understand you're upset.
We're all upset.

But I can't risk a lawyer
poking holes in an arrest

based on
your involvement.

- Lieutenant--

- No, this is not
open for discussion.

♪♪

- I've been calling
you all night.

Where have you been?

Is something the matter?

Karyn?

[Sobbing]

♪♪

- Lieutenant, I need to be
put on Gavin's murder!

- I understand you're hurting,

but everyone is doing
their best

to solve the case.

- If that were true,

they would have
questioned me by now.

- You're angry because
you're not a suspect?

- He cheated on me,
I was humiliated.

That's a motive!
- Karyn--

- If they were doing
their job, they'd rule me out.

- If it makes you feel better,
they'll question you.

- The question
they should be asking

is why Hades
wanted Gavin dead.

- What, you believe
these cases are related?

- I know they are.

- Gavin was stabbed,

and they took everything
except some photo.

- Only to make it look
like a robbery.

- Can you prove
any of this?

- What photo?

- This isn't your case,
detective. Myers is on it.

- I should be on it!
Back me up here.

- I think the
lieutenant's right.

I'm sorry, Karyn.
You're too close.

- I can stay impartial.

- Your partner was killed.
You shouldn't even be at work.

- Lieutenant--
- Stay out of the way, Karyn.

That's an order.

[Sighing]

♪♪

- What did you see?

♪♪

[Doorbell ringing]

[Door opening]

- Thought I'd give you a
sneak peek of tomorrow's paper.

- "Continues to investigate"?
This isn't true.

- My contact in your
department says otherwise.

- If you don't
get off my property

by the time
I count to 5,

I'm arresting you
for trespassing.

- The fact that you think
Hades is back is newsworthy.

- Five, four...
- I need to ask some questions!

- Three, two, one!

- It's for a story
I'm doing on you!

- Most cops have switched
over to the plastic straps.

Call me old school,

but I just
love the feeling

of slapping metal on
some lowlife's wrists.

- I know that
your father

was one of the
original Hades suspects.

I also know that you were
the one who turned him in.

So, I suppose, technically,
that was your first bust

and your first kill,

because Daddy got
the death penalty, right?

Would you care to
comment on that, detective?

- When's the
story gonna run?

- Soon as I can confirm
a few last details.

- I look forward
to reading it.

Hey, Miles, remember
those crowd shots

I had you grab from
the 4th Hades crime scene?

- I figured you didn't need them

after the FBI
made the arrest.

You want me to
print you out a set?

- That'd be great.

- You arrogant bitch!

- Excuse me?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What's the problem?

- That I have to learn
in the paper that

one of your detectives
is still investigating my case.

- Nobody's
investigating anything.

- That's not what
the article says.

- I'm telling you
the story is false

and that none of
my detectives

are still investigating
the Hades murders.

- If I find out otherwise
there'll be hell to pay.

- Is that true?

- Of course not.

- Take the day off, Karyn.

I don't wanna see you back
here until tomorrow morning.

- Yes, sir.

[Birds chirping]

- I'd hoped convincing you

to spend the night
at my place for once

would trick you
into not working.

- Sorry.

- What are you
working on?

- Gavin was looking into
a new lead when he was killed.

If I'm gonna figure
out who killed him,

I need to find out
what he was on to.

- You think Hades had something
to do with his death?

- I do. You going
to the gym?

- Yeah. Any chance
you want to join me?

- Thanks, but I met my yearly
quota when we first met there.

- So what did you and Gavin
want with my files, anyway?

- What files?

- The client records Gavin
grabbed from my office.

- When was this?

- The day he was killed.
He told me you knew.

- No, I didn't.

- Oh. That's strange.

- That means whoever
killed him took your files.

- Yeah, probably had
no idea what they were.

[Sighing]

- Everything OK?

- You were there.

- What?

Uh, I was curious, so
I went to go check it out.

- You didn't think
to mention it to me?

- We'd just started
seeing each other.

I didn't want to
come across as a stalker.

Sorry. I didn't think
it was a big deal.

- It's not.

- OK, I'll see you tonight.
- OK.

[Kisses]

♪♪

[Door closes]

[Drawer creaking]

♪♪

- Karyn.

- Hey! Did you
forget something?

- My iPod.
What are you looking for?

- Where do you keep
the extra towels?

- Closet in the hall.

- OK, thanks.

Have a good work out.

[Phone ringing]

- You missed our session.

- Oh! I'm sorry.

I completely blanked.

- Well, with
everything going on,

that's to be understood.

- I'll reschedule
our appointment.

- I'm not worried
about our sessions.

I mean, you have my
cell-phone number, right?

So please feel free
to call me, OK? Anytime.

- Thanks.

- OK, well,
I'll let you get back

to not working
on Gavin's murder.

- All right.

[Sighing]

♪♪

[Paper rustling]

- Hey, babe.

- You're home late.

- One of my guys
didn't show up for work.

I had to take over a job.

How was your day?

- Enlightening.

- Find something?

- Actually, I did...

The person who killed
Gavin took everything,

even the files he got
from your office.

But he missed one thing.

A picture from one of
the crime scenes.

At first I couldn't figure
out what I was missing

but then it hit me.

The TV, real high end.
Just like you sell.

- Yeah, you knew we installed
a system for one of his victims.

- Two of his victims.

This photo's from
an earlier murder.

- It's a coincidence, I guess.

- Is it?

- Yes.

- What's your middle name?
- Huh?

- Your arrest record
didn't list one.

- I don't have one.

- Is this how you get off,

make me fall for you
just to mess with me?

- What?

- Were you purposely
trying to get

close to me to keep me
off your trail?

- I have no idea what
you are talking about.

- Why did you
kill Gavin?

- You think
I killed Gavin?

- Because you were
jealous of him

and wanted to get him
out of the picture?

Or because he figured out
you're Hades?

- This is nuts!
- Don't come any closer.

You're under arrest.

Turn around.

- You know, if you wanted
to break up with the guy,

there are easier ways.

- His company did work
for two of the victims.

- And I agree
it's a coincidence.

- It's a statistical
improbability.

- Doesn't he have
a dozen employees?

- But only one was
dating the lead detective.

- You're going on that?

- What better way
to get ahead of me

than to stay on top of me?

- He has the alibi
of literally

being on top of you
during one of the killings.

- The Kerry McGrath
copycat murder.

- And even if that's true,
you don't have any evidence.

- Hades told me
his wife died.

- So?

- Mark is a widower.

Hades doesn't have a middle
name, neither does Mark.

- You're basing
your entire theory

on the word of
a serial killer?

- Just let me
interrogate him.

- You're not serious?

- I can get it
out of him.

- I just spoke with
the receptionist

at your
boyfriend's office.

- The suspect's office.

- Well, it turns out
an employee

by the name
of Danny Lang

worked both
the victim's jobs.

- You question Lang?

- I can't track him down.

He didn't show up
for work this morning.

I'm gonna go
to his place.

- Take Karyn with you.

- Lieutenant...

- You're claiming that
your partner and ex-fiancé

was killed by
your boyfriend.

I'm not letting you anywhere

near the interrogation room.

Now, get out of here.

[Dog barking]

- Danny's a quiet guy.

Pretty much keeps to himself
since his wife died.

- When was this?

- Last year.
Cancer. Real sad.

Insurance screwed him over,
from what I hear.

This is his unit.

[Knocking]

- Mr. Lang! Boston PD.
You home?

Mr. Lang?

- Do you have
your master key?

- Shouldn't you have
a warrant or something?

- Just unlock it.

[Keys jangling]

[Lock clicking]

You arresting me
or coming in?

[Door opening]

- Wait out here.

♪♪

♪♪

- "Dear, Karyn.

"I thought I could let
someone else take the blame,

"but I guess you
had other ideas.

"I'm sorry about
your partner.

"It was never my
intention to hurt you.

"Please know how much
I enjoyed our talks."

[Door opens]

- It was Danny Lang.

- What?
- He was the Hades Killer.

- I know he's been
depressed since his wife died,

but this doesn't
make any sense.

- I'm afraid it's true.

- So you've arrested him?

- He killed himself.

- What now?

- You're free to go.

I'm sorry.

- For what? Accusing me
of being a psychopath?

- Yeah.
- Pulling a gun on me?

- That too.

- Or just being a crappy
girlfriend in general?

- You asked me to
move in. I freaked.

- Sleeping with some
random guy is freaking out!

You arrested me!

- Yes, I'm a
crappy girlfriend.

I put my job ahead of everything
and everyone in my life.

I've been doing it
since I was 16,

when I turned my father
in for murder.

By the time I did,
he'd already killed 6 people.

I actually figured
it out months before,

and it took me that long

to convince myself
to go to the police.

During that time,
he killed 2 more people.

I could've saved
them and I didn't,

and I guess I've been trying
to make up for it ever since.

Point being,
if you were smart,

you'd run as fast as you can
in the opposite direction.

But I'm really
hoping you won't.

- I won't.

Come here.

[Car honking]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Floor creaking]

- What are
you doing here?

- It's, uh,
it's my case.

- How come I got
called down?

- Uh, the victim's
a friend of yours.

Do you have an alibi
for last night?

- Funny.
- It wasn't a joke.

He was working
on a story about you.

- So?

- You aren't a fan
of the publicity.

- Who told you that?
- You did.

- You print anything that
jeopardizes my investigation,

you'll be sorry.

- Are you threatening me

with a law suit?

- No, I'm threatening you.

- I didn't kill him!

- I believe you.

- Then why am I being
treated like a suspect?

- Because, thanks to
motive, you are one.

[Sighing]

- So, what now?

- I'll have ballistics
compare the slug from Floyd

to Danny Lang's gun.

- You'll need my gun
to compare the bullets?

- No, thanks. We have enough
of your slugs on file.

- See, shooting
all my suspects

actually comes in
handy sometimes.

[Phone ringing]

- It'll blow over
once they figure out

you had nothing
to do with it.

- Anyway, thanks for letting me
hide out here in the meantime.

- Stay as long
as you like.

- You going into work?

- I can stay home
with you if you want.

- I'm fine.

- You sure?

- Go.

[Kissing]

Bye.

[Cell phone ringing]

- Yeah.

- Hey, lieutenant.
Any update on Floyd's murder?

- Karyn, where are you?

- You put me on
administrative leave.

- I mean specifically.

We swung by your place
and you weren't there.

- Why'd you go by my place?

- I just need you
to come in to the station.

- What's going on, lieutenant?

- Ballistics connected your gun

to the one that was used
to kill the reporter.

- That's impossible!

- Then bring it
in to forensics

and we'll run another test.

- I'm being set up.

- Karyn, all I know is
things will look a lot better

if you turn yourself in.

- I've been trying
to find a connection

between the original
Hades case and now.

My father was a suspect.
It's me.

I'm the connection.

- Karyn, look, I just want you
to come in to the station.

- I'm sorry,
but I can't quite yet.

- Karyn!

[Man on CB, indistinct]

♪♪

[Door closing]

♪♪

[Dramatic music playing]

- Working late?

- Karyn!

What are
you doing here?

- Have you heard? They think
I killed the reporter.

[Sighing]

- Yes.

- I didn't do it.

- I believe you, Karyn,

but you need to
turn yourself in.

- Is that your plan?

To send me to jail?
- My plan?

- Or you gonna make me
suffer through a trial

before you just kill me?

- I'm sorry.
You've lost me.

- You changed your name, but
this story's about you,

am I right?

- May I--

- Just stay right there.

Your parents
were murdered

when you were
younger, right?

- Yes.

- By my father.

This was about atonement,

just like you said.

- Well, you can't
prove anything.

- No, not yet,
but I will.

- So...

What now?

- I arrest you.
Turn around.

Put the briefcase down and
put your hands on the car.

♪♪

[Panting]

[Elevator bell dings]

[Dramatic music]

[Door closes]

[Grunting]

- Drop the gun or
I slit your throat.

[Panting]

A little farther.

Oh, look at that.

Do you realize
that if I had chosen

to jump from a place like this
instead of that bridge,

that we wouldn't be having
this conversation, you and I?

God, isn't that strange?

But you know that
I'm glad that I lived,

because it revealed to me
the purpose of my life:

to take yours.

- What happened to your
parents was not my fault.

[Grunting]

- Yes, Karyn, it was.

- How can you believe that
when I turned my own father in?

- But you knew that
he was a murderer

months before
that, right?

And during that time
in which you did nothing,

your father killed
my parents!

Do you see?

- I was just a kid.

- So what?

- Why didn't you
just kill me?

- Because then you would
die a hero? No, no!

You needed to suffer,
just as I had.

- You're crazy.

- Well, that may be.

But you're the one
who's about to kill yourself.

- Nobody's gonna
believe I jumped.

[Chuckling]

- She--she called me. I mean,
she was--she was hysterical.

She told me she was the one
that had killed Gavin

and that reporter.

I mean, she confessed
to me, lieutenant.

And I--I--

She told me she was going up
there to kill herself.

I tried to get there
as fast as I could

and I tried to stop her.

I was too late.

[Chuckling]

- Wait, wait, wait!

Just hold on. Listen.

We had a genuine bond.
We did. You said so yourself.

- Yes. Yes, we did.

You're right.

And I enjoyed
our conversations.

I enjoyed our
conversations very much.

Goodbye, Karyn.

[Grunting]

- Give me the key.

- I don't have it.

- Give me the key
or I cut off your hand!

- That's gonna make
your whole suicide story

a little tough to
believe, don't you think?

If I go, you go.

- OK.

Well, congratulations, Karyn.

[Knife clattering]

You got your man.
- Wait, don't!

♪♪

[Grunting]

[Screaming]

[Grunting]

[Panting]

♪♪

[Sirens in the distance]

♪♪

[Sighing]

- How you holding up?

- All things
considered, I'm OK.

- Yeah? What you
got there?

- Just some
of my stuff.

- Thinking about doing something
spontaneous like moving in?

- No, but I was thinking maybe
we could start with a drawer.

- Wow!

You sure you're ready
for such a big commitment?

- Baby steps.

♪♪