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There's a concrete bridge

built in 1938.

25 feet from there...

look west.

That's where you'll find Joel.

His directions to the crime
scene were very precise.

We found the bones of a male body

buried in three feet of dirt.

The hyoid bone was broken,

which indicates death
by strangulation, so...

pending DNA, we're tentatively
ID'ing him as Joel Steiner,

the first victim of Nate Haskell,

the Dick and Jane killer.

We found another male
d.b. in close proximity.

We estimate he's been dead
no longer than 24 hours.

His name is Jeffrey Masters.

He was strangled like the others.

He has a wife-- Maureen.

She's not at home,
she's not answering her cell.

According to friends,

the two of them were out
clubbing last night.

We have a broadcast out.

But you're not 100% certain
she's actually missing.

How are you so sure they're victims

of this Dick and Jane killer?

Well, Sheriff, we believe

the killer is actually
one of his accomplices.

DJK's signature is

postmortem stab wounds to the male.

They're his version of notches on a gun.

Jeffrey Masters was stabbed ten times.

He and his wife would be the
tenth couple taken overall.

The M.O. of the killer is,

he usually targets a couple--
a male and female.

He strangles the male, then dumps the body;

Takes the female,

holds her hostage,

tortures her; eventually, he kills her, too.

How much time do we have?

It's hard to say.

We placed CSI Grissom

undercover in a college seminar

in which Haskell was being interviewed.

Haskell implied that he kept

one of his female vics alive for three days.

The general rule of thumb is,

we probably have less than 48 hours.

This is quite the PR crapper
you've dumped me in.

LVPD and the Crime Lab run
some kind of a sting operation

in a class about serial killers,

and the serial killer uses it

to reach out from behind
bars and kill again?

Want to know how you can make it up to me?

Find the girl.

* Who... are you? *

*Who, who, who, who?*

* Who... are you? *

* Who, who, who, who? *

* I really wanna know *

* Who... are you? *

* Oh-oh-oh Who... *

* Come on, tell me who are you, you, you *

* Are you! *

A new body at the site of his first kill

can't be a coincidence.

I think that Nathan Haskell

somehow got a message to someone.

No, I agree-- I spoke to the warden at Ely.

The only communication Haskell's had

with the outside world in the last 48 hours

was the phone call to Langston,

and that seminar you were in.

Also, Sheriff Burdick wants to
start a task force about this,

and he's asked me to ask you to stay on--

so I'm asking.

Okay, I have an answer.

I'll keep you informed.

Tell us your definition of fun.

Fun is taking something away from somebody.

Oh, you never forget your first.

GAME SHOW HOST: Welcome
back to Question the Answer!

Dana's our current leader and has control.

Okay, it looks like you've
been the jumper today,

jumping all over the board.

What's your category, Dana?

How about "Happiness" for $800.

And "Happiness" for $800 it is.

"In the central nervous system,

"this plays an important role

in modulation of happiness."

Can you... Question the Answer?

What is the thalamus?

THE KILLER I'm sorry, that's wrong.

Serotonin is a chemical that produces

happiness in a person.

When serotonin is released,

happiness is the result.

Yes, it is.

Yes, sir.

Absolutely.

Okay. I will.

Okay.

Come in.

I need a favor.

It's something you're going to

have to clear with the sheriff.

What, do you have bugs in my office?

No.

I have bugs in my office.

What?

What are we talking about?

Sheriff Burdick is
reorganizing the department.

From now on, the crime lab

will report directly to him.

He just made me the new undersheriff.

Congratulations, Conrad.

And I have a great idea for
your first official act.

Dr. Langston, I was just going to call you.

Oh.

I'll, uh, save you the trouble.

Come on in.

Huh. What's on your mind?

When I was doing my background
research on Haskell,

I found something very interesting.

Now, as you pointed out in class,

he's five-ten, 160 pounds.

Most of his male victims
were over 200 pounds.

One was a football player,

uh, one was a Black Belt,

but none of them had defensive wounds

and none of them were bound.

Now, most people respond to being strangled

by fighting back.

Unless they're already unconscious.

Exactly.

My feeling is that DJK subdued them first,

and I doubt it was using
some kind of stranglehold,

that would've left bruises.

Well, all the male vics
had THC in their system.

But even the most potent cannabis would not

completely incapacitate an able-bodied man.

So, maybe DJK was using something stronger.

Something mixed in with the dope.

GHB, diphenhydramine,

salvinorin A, fentanyl...?

Any of these in the proper dosage

would render a subject
incapable of fighting back.

I thought if you could ID it,
it might be helpful.

I realize that this might
be a long shot, but I...

No, no, no.

We'll try. I'll take this to Tox.

Okay.

Dr. Grissom...

I don't like feeling like
an accomplice to murder.

You told me you'd keep
me in the loop on this.

I intend to hold you to that.

You don't have to.

I've arranged with the lab
to retain your services

as a special consultant.

I mean, we need all the
good brains we can find.

What do you think?

Oh, I'm in.

I have a theory of my own.

Tell me.

I think that Haskell's accomplice

was someone from your class.

Whose idea was it to talk to Haskell?

Uh, one of my students from last semester...

Dan Forester.

Okay, so how does a clean-cut,

good-natured PhD student like yourself

end up writing letters to
a serial killer in jail?

Well, maximum security felons

aren't allowed unsolicited phone calls.

You look like a smart kid.

Don't be a smart-ass.

Well, I was tired of secondary sources.

I mean, there's only so much you can learn

about the emotional dynamics of psychopaths

from books and psychologists,

retired police officers
reliving their past glories.

I wanted first-hand material,

and that's what I told Professor Langston.

He thought it was an outstanding idea.

Is that true?

Unfortunately, yes.

Why did you pick Haskell?

Well, he was the only one with a response.

We sent letters to about half a dozen. Hmm.

You recognize these people?

Uh, no.

How about these people?

No. No?

Okay, how about now? Uh...

Nate Haskell somehow managed to kill

at least three people from inside his cell.

That means he has an
accomplice on the outside.

Me?

You can't possibly believe

that I had anything to do with this.

I'm not a suspect, am I?

Well, it was your "outstanding idea."

Well, I may have
misrepresented that slightly.

Now, I don't know whose idea

it was first, but we were all having coffee

after class last term,

and several of us drafted that letter.

I suppose, yeah, I may have been the one

that personally took it
to Professor Langston,

but he redrafted it and sent it to Haskell.

Who were the other students?
I need their names.

I don't know.

You don't know.

Sincerely, I don't remember.

I...

Are these people really dead?

Courtesy of your pen pal.

So, what do we do next?

Do we interview everyone
that was in the class?

Well, even if we can find them all,

there must be 50 students.

I don't think Maureen Masters
has that kind of time.

We have to figure out

who Haskell was communicating with.

Maybe we can see for ourselves.

Ever had the feeling you were being watched?

Even in a crowded room,
someone making eye contact with you,

just for a second,
triggers a powerful response.

It's the brain filtering through
a mass of visual information,

telling you what's important.

Yeah...

like which predator wants to eat you.

If Haskell was communicating
with someone in this class,

I'm betting that they made

eye contact with each other.

More than once.

Are we going to try to match
eye lines with the students?

The University wouldn't allow

the students' side to be recorded

for liability and security reasons.

Okay-- there.

We thought he said this to Mrs. Steiner.

He's clearly talking to his accomplice.

Joel was the first.

Joel lives in the perfect place,

the place where it all began.

If I could get out of here, believe me,

I would bring him some company.

Pretty clear now what Haskell meant by that.

I'll loop it.

Joel was the first.

Joel lives in the perfect place,

the place where it all began.

And if I could get out of here,

believe me, I would bring him some company.

If I could get out of here, believe me,

I would bring him some company.

Mrs. Steiner was standing right there.

It's hard to tell who
he's really talking to.

Anything else he say stand out?

Yes, um...

Try two-and-half minutes in.

Someone asked how he selected his victims.

Did you ever buy a car?

You go down to the showroom,

you're pretty sure you're going to get one,

but why the red one, why not the blue one?

Nobody knows, but just one
of them speaks to you,

and... that's the one you gotta have.

Nobody knows, but just one
of them speaks to you,

and.... that's the one you gotta have.

He's looking right here.

Dan Forester.

Brass already interviewed him.

We don't think he's our guy.

You know, if you're already a
serial killer's accomplice,

why take a class about serial killing?

Maybe because he screwed up

with Ian and Justine.

Big time.

Did anyone ask Haskell

for any pointers?

Um...

Try four hours, 23 minutes in.

Someone asked him how he was able to manage

to control his victims.

You have to give them hope.

If you bring a human being

to the brink of death,

and then you offer a chance--

no matter how small a chance-- to survive...

they'll grab it.

And they'll thank you for it.

And then you can do whatever you want.

And believe me...

I did.

Thomas Donover.

Let's see if we can find Thomas.

Hallie Donover? Yes.

Where's your husband? He ain't in there.

He-He... He's gone... He's gone camping.

Where?

Um, Mount Charleston.

He goes to Red Rock Canyon,

different places, I don't know.

All clear.

What's going on?

Where's your husband work?

Right now, kind of nowhere.

Hm.

No, sir, but he's in construction.

You know, these day's
the city's pretty dead.

But he's going back to school.

Yeah, we know that.

So you have absolutely no
idea where your husband is?

No, sir. No.

Tom goes camping a lot,

and he doesn't always
tell me where he's going.

I don't ask, so...

You always keep tabs on your wife?

Yeah. That's why I'm divorced.

Everybody take a room.

We're looking for anything that tells us

where Tom Donover could be.

Shoe tread's a match to Tolliver's house

and Justine in the desert.

This is definitely our guy.

His browser history is clean.

The laptop is filled with encrypted files.

I'm going to get it back to the lab.

But this guy knows how to cover his tracks.

Do you have your cell phone on you?

Why? Let's get it on;
let's call your husband up.

We need to talk to him.

Yeah, you're welcome to try it, if you like.

Tom turns his cell phone
off when he's camping.

He likes his alone time, so...

You have to give them hope.

If you bring a human being
to the brink of death,

and then you offer a chance--
no matter how small a chance--

to survive, they'll grab it.

And they'll thank you for it.

And then you can do whatever you want.

Please.

Just don't kill me.

I'm going to give you a little rest.

No, don't!

You can relax.

You act like I'm going

to turn you into the Joker or something.

No! No!

The only way through that door

is to break it down.

I've locked us both in here on purpose.

There are a few windows around.

You could probably try those,
but that would be dangerous,

because I would shoot you
in the back of the head.

Um... uh...

I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

The only way out of here alone is dead.

The only way out of here alive is with me.

Now, if you behave, you do what I say,

and you make me happy...

you'll get out of here just fine.

I'll make you happy.

I'll do whatever it takes.

Good.

Now, when we do leave,

I can't be seen with you looking like this.

You need to make yourself presentable.

Well, this sure feels familiar.

You, me, a serial killer...

Who's he?

Dr. Ray Langston.

He's an expert on the Dick and Jane killer

and he's a consultant on the case.

We usually don't need a consultant.

When the team gets

a case like this, we go into hyperdrive.

It's why we get up in the morning.

I can't imagine my life without it.

And you are?

David Hodges. Trace.

Pleasure to meet you.

Likewise.

So the red flags

are the original DJK body dumps?

Correct.

The green ones are Tom Donover's?

That's correct.

What are the white flags?

The last places the victims were seen alive.

They were all abducted in Arizona, Nevada

and California.

But the male bodies were all found

here in Nevada.

You know, Joel Steiner was last seen

at the Desert Rose Arena.

His body was found 40 miles away

just off the 215.

Couple number two

was last seen in Bullhead, Arizona.

And the male body was found

just off the 93.

He dumped the male bodies

like... like they were trash,

like he wasn't really interested in them.

Maybe he dumped them

where it was convenient--

on the road to somewhere else.

Lake Mead?

The only problem is Lake Mead
has 550 miles of shoreline.

I can cut that in half.

Greg found Didymodon nevadensis

on the bottom of Tom Donover's sneaker.

That moss only grows on the
north side of Lake Mead.

This is what we live for.

Hey, I was checking the attic.

A lot of dust-- but a box
was recently disturbed

with a bunch of VHS tapes in it.

DVD player, stacks of DVDs.

No VCR.

I'm listening.

Well, Gerald Tolliver had a VCR
at his house, but no tapes.

And we know he took souvenirs.

I found concert ticket stubs
from the summer of '97.

This tape was made about the same time.

I want to get this back to the lab.

You look exhausted-- why don't
you let me take care of that.

No, no, no.

I'm fine. I'll push through it.

It's just...

It feels like Grissom's
last big game, you know.

I want to win it for him.

Recognize this guy?

How about him?

That's uh... that's Gerry Tolliver.

He's an old friend of
Tom's from Reno, I think.

Right. Kind of friend always

putting the arm on you for money

when you're doing okay, you know?

Uh-huh. He's a sleazy guy.

No, what he is, is he's dead.

He's dead;

so's that guy-- they're both dead.

So's this guy

and this guy... and all these guys here.

They're all dead.

See, your husband's a murderer.

Where is he?

Do yourself a favor,

tell me-- where is he?!

But he made me promise not to tell.

Tox.

Hey, Henry, it's Catherine.

Grissom said that you were
testing tissue samples

from the DJK victims for the presence

of some incapacitating agent?

Yes. Actually I just finished.

Dr. Langston was right.

They all showed high levels of...

Salvinia divinorum?

Usually Grissom does that.

Are you bucking for a promotion?

Yes or no, Henry.

Sorry.

It's an intense hallucinogenic.

It'll knock you on your
ass for 15 to 30 minutes.

Mandy, it's Catherine.

The print I just sent through,
it's priority one.

We're looking foranyone who
might lead us to Tom Donover.

If you get a hit, get it to Brass ASAP.

2-0-3-Charlie, this is 3-David-34

coming up on a pedestrian
fitting your description.

3-David-34, that's him on the left.

Let's grab him. Let's grab him.

Control, this is 3-David-34

in foot pursuit of one male Caucasian,
east on Fremont.

Requesting backup.

Oh, man.

It appears that the drug dealer

was pretty heavy into his own inventory.

His tox was positive for THC

andopiates.

Fresh red around the needle marks,

and they were oozing when he was brought in.

This guy shot up less than 24 hours ago.

Did you check his urine?

Yes. Urine-heroin levels were

3,000 nanograms per milliliter.

The half-life of heroin
in the system is 24 hours.

So, when Jeffrey Masters was murdered,

and Maureen was kidnapped, he had to have

at least twice that amount in him.

He wouldn't have been able to stand up,

let alone help.

Which makes him another dead end.

Guys.

You gotta see this.

Oh, my God! That was awesome!

I cannot believe you got

- those tickets, baby!
- Of course I got them.

Thank you, thank you,

for our almost-getting- married present.

Got this video from Tom Donover's attic.

That's Joel Steiner and
his fianc�e Tiffany Cohen.

DJK's first victims.

11 years ago. The night they disappeared.

Right.

That's Tom Donover...

and Gerald Tolliver.

I think I got something that'll
keep the party going over here.

And the "something" is probably
a joint laced with Salvia.

Yeah. Gerald likes souvenirs.

I'm guessing that Tom probably
grabbed this videotape

after he killed him.

Could be why he killed him.

Keep watching.

I'll do whatever you say.

I know you will.

That's Nate Haskell.

That's all there is.

We got a better view of the house?

We know that Tom was
continuing in DJK's work.

It would make sense that he would

carry it out in the same place.

Certain places hold

a special power for some people--

Stonehenge, the pyramids.

That house could have the
same kind of power for Tom.

Could be his sacred ground.

His wife said that he went camping a lot.

Bet that's his favorite spot. Mm.

That's as good as it gets.

We checked Nate Haskell

and Tom Donover for property titles.

Neither one of them owns
anything in Lake Mead.

Maybe the house belonged
to one of their relatives.

Well, that could take you
forever to run that down.

Have Archie pull stills of the house.

Get them to every local

unit in the area; have them check

with real estate offices;

see if anybody can recognize it.

Recognize what?

A house with a window in it?

Maureen Masters is running out of time,

and the only person who can get us

to where she is is Nate Haskell.

This is the most fun
Haskell's had in a decade.

He's not going to help us.

It's a waste of time.

What we're doing now is a waste of time.

...'cause when I took those women,

they stopped being somebody's sister

or daughter or fianc�e.

They became what I wanted them to be.

I don't want to die.

It could just be

our little secret, and I won't
say anything, I promise.

Don't do this!

Oh, God... no!

It's a shame to hide that
face behind this hair.

I don't like it.

Uh... um...

What is that?

What are you doing?

I'm going to finish your haircut.

Marco...

Marco...

You're supposed to say "Polo."

Strange time to be stargazing,
don't you think?

Ansel Adams often forgot

when he took his photographs,

so a bunch of astronomers tried

to figure it out using the image itself.

By referencing the moon's position

in relationship to known

landmarks and lunar azimuth tables,

they were able to determine

the date and time the photo was taken.

I thought we could reverse the science.

We know

when this was made.

Maybe the moon can tell us where.

Forensic astronomy?

I will never forget the
things you've taught me.

You're the best student I ever had, Nick.

Let's see if we can figure this out.

Professor Langston, how good to see you.

What brings you here?

I came...

to gloat.

Please.

Come in, Nate.

We got these from a videotape
of one of your kills.

It's hard to believe, isn't it?

Now, in all fairness,

you did say that only
dummies take souvenirs,

and Gerald Tolliver was a pretty dumb guy.

Maybe that's why Tom Donover killed him.

I've been thinking that
maybe that's the reason

Tom Donover decided to
follow in your footsteps,

and carry on with the work.

Anyway, none of that really matters now,

because, as you can see,

we found your house in Lake Mead,

and...

we have Tom. and the girl.

She's alive.

Then what do you need me for?

Closure.

You once told me that you'd
been thinking about it a lot.

Well, I've been thinking about it, too.

I need you to tell us

where the girls' bodies are buried, Nate.

Us?

So you're working with that cop now?

We're gonna find them eventually.

You know that.

We'll dig, we'll dredge the lake,

we'll tear that house of yours down

to the studs, if we have to.

Now why don't you save us the trouble?

Tell me what I need to know.

Look, maybe I can get
something out of it for you.

Like what, you're gonna reduce

two consecutive life terms down to one?

Like, maybe I can guarantee that this

isn't the last conversation you'll have

with someone who isn't shoving your food

through a hole in the door.

I promise you, Nate,

you don't tell me what I need to know...

...the only person who will hear the sound

of your voice ever again...

is going to be you.

You follow the fence in the backyard.

To where?

To where, what?

There is no fence in the backyard.

You thought

you could make me slip up

and give you something you want.

You thought you could get inside my head.

Get him out of here.

A person has to do what
I've done to understand me.

You have no idea what I've started.

I'm a teacher, too,
and my students are everywhere.

They're out there,

and I've cut them free.

Get him out of here.

They're spreading the word.

By the time you find them,
it'll be too late,

because it'll be just
more blood on your hands.

She's already dead.

Get him out of here!

She's already dead.

That's it.

All right, I can sharpen that up.

Gris, I just, uh, want you to know how much

I appreciate you putting
me out in the field.

I'm sure there were times you wish

I probably didn't.

Well... you changed my life.

Hey.

Got the moonrise tables for Lake Mead.

It's not gonna get much better than this.

So the moon is waning gibbous.

On June 15, 1997,

the moon rose at 7:46 p.m.

This video was recorded at 10:41 p.m.

That's two hours and 55
minutes after moonrise.

That puts it about 45 degrees
above the eastern horizon.

So that view

is west to east.

You know, those peaks

look like they're roughly the same height.

I've got the topo map.

Look for two peaks

that are approximately the same elevation

with that geographic relationship.

Arch Mountain,

3,335 feet,

and Hamblin Mountain, 3,310.

Fits the bill.

The moss on Tom Donover's shoes

can only be found on the
north side of the lake.

So...

draw a vector from the
center of those two peaks

to the north shore.

Black Mesa.

If you let me go

right now, I won't tell
anybody what happened.

You can't!

I did everything that you asked!

Sorry, I lied.

Move! Move! Move!

Guns down!

Okay. You're okay.

You're all right, Maureen.
You okay? OFFICER: Clear!

There we go.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, Maureen. Okay, look at me.

This is Sniper One.

I saw pink mist. Do you copy?

This is Brass. Suspect is down.

Code four.

Copy that. We're coming in. All right.

It's all right.

A penny for your thoughts?

He was sitting right there.

He was looking at me; I was looking at him.

All I saw was...

another student.

That's all I saw.

I guess I'm tired of getting fooled.

People lie, Professor.

The only thing we can
count on is the evidence.

Thank you for letting me help.

It was something I...

Well, it was something
I really needed to do.

Hey.

I don't know if you'd have any interest...

but we have a job position open at our lab.

You're serious?

I can't imagine myself as a cop.

We're not cops.

We come from a wide variety of backgrounds.

You're a medical doctor;
you're totally qualified.

It's an entry-level position.

The hours are terrible,

the pay's bad...

But money's not exactly the object, is it?

I think you'd be a great help to CSI.

And you might really enjoy it.

I'll think on it.

Okay.

So this is really real.

Fine.

Then, as your friend and colleague,

I feel it is my obligation

to inform you what a colossal
mistake you're making.

Hodges...

Guys like us don't just get to hang it up.

This job is who we are.

We are the thin blue line
between order and chaos.

You take yourself out of the equation,

who knows what's gonna happen?

That's the Butterfly Effect.

You taught me that.

The bad guys will win
more if we don't have you.

Who is Watson without Sherlock Holmes?

Watson was a genius in his own right.

It's the right time for me to go.

Okay.