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Coming!

Who is it?

Hello?

Who is it?

Stop fuckin' around!

Whoever's screwing around out there better quit it

or I'll come and kick the shit out of you!

Asshole.

Who the fuck keeps knocking on the door?

Who's there?

Hey, guys, wait up.

Come on, Curt! Ha ha! Not waiting today.

People to do, things to see.

You guys see the play that Shawn made this weekend?

- No. - Oh my God, amazing.

I wish you would stop playing though. Terrible.

He is not terrible.

- Speaking of sucking... - Thanks.

Hey, Uggi,

tell your dad after all our parents reelect him,

he better hook us up with some easy summer jobs.

Yeah, sure thing.

Yeah, me and Nicole can be lifeguards at the pool.

We could just hang out all day in the sun,

driving all the old men crazy.

Pool? Uh... you're gonna be working in the library.

The library?

Okay then. We'll have all the bookworms

beating off in the corner.

- Get out... - That's disgusting.

Hey, Nik, what was your grandfather doing outside school before?

My mom told him to stay away from the house.

Why?

I mean, you've just never talked about him before.

He was a city cop his whole life.

He even missed my father's funeral

because of some case that he was working on.

- That sucks. - Yeah.

And now after all these years he wants to get to know me.

He seems like a cool guy.

Then you get to know him, Tom.

Hey, did you guys hear about that girl that got robbed in Jeffersonville?

- She went to grammar school here. - Who cares?

Did you know her?

No, she was a little younger than us.

Her dad's a general contractor though.

He owns, uh, that big boarding company, SIPCO.

Yeah, I know him. Our dads were friends.

They used to play football here.

Yeah, well, I heard her house was broken into

and she was...

What?

Well, my dad won't tell me,

but I know she's... dead.

Uh, there's a reason why your dad won't tell.

You're a burnout!

Look who's talking, bitch!

Oh, God, Cindy, that's disgusting.

Will you two get a room?

Can I help you?

Can I give youse a ride home?

- No. - Come on, Nicole.

Can't Grandpa do anything for you?

I don't need a grandfather now.

I just wanna talk. Please.

Just stop harassing me, all right?

Just... just leave me alone. Just leave me alone.

Please. Nicole, please.

The beginning to another great season...

for the Glass County Lions!

Like before in the years past...

like when I was on the team...

we're gonna bring home that trophy!

And when we do bring home that trophy...

...best party ever!

Thank you and good night!

Okay, why are you talking with your mouthpiece in?

Why do you have a mouthpiece in, anyway? It's a pep rally.

I'm trying to get ready for the season.

Why? You're not gonna need it on the bench.

- Whoa! Ooh! - Oh, snap.

Yo, why don't you bench these?

- At least I made the team. - 'Cause he fits into the small uniform.

Hey, Uggi, maybe you should take a picture.

I mean, I hear they last longer.

- Oh, good idea. - Get out of here!

Leave him alone, Billy.

"Leave him alone, Billy."

Mickey Masturbator over here.

I hear he freakin' whacks off every night to the thoughts of my girl.

What the hell are you talking about?

What?

Seems as though you have a staring problem yourself.

- Don't worry, Uggi, you have me. - Aww.

All right, down, Uggi. Down! Down!

Hey, but your old man really did get us

- fired up tonight, man. - Yeah, the way Uggi looks,

so did your girlfriend.

Yeehaw! Whoo!

Oh! Shit! No!

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Oh my God! No!

Good evening, Billie.

Now what brings you all the way out here tonight?

Miss being around you, Deputy.

My God.

Didn't think anything like this made it out of the city.

What do you have?

Jerome Peters.

His mother says there was a knock at the door.

She opened it,

she saw nobody. She opened it some more.

She saw her son hanging on the door.

So far we have no clues,

no motive, no witnesses... nothing.

- Where's the mother now? - She's in the den with the husband.

Get him down as soon as you can.

Hey. Hey!

Turn up the TV.

...in Glass County, a gruesome murder took place.

Glass County Sheriff's office

believe that the Jerome Peters murder

was the direct result of a high-school prank

gone very very wrong...

Gee, who... who would do a prank like that?

That was no prank.

- Hey, they said... - Who's "they"?

Who said? Your police?

They wouldn't know a murderer if he handed them their business card.

Well, here's mine. And it looks like you've had enough for one night.

Wow, Detective Billie Vega.

High voice for a guy.

She ain't built like any guy I know, Mick.

Yeah, well, I seen better.

Hank, have you seen Cutter?

Uh, Billie, no, not yet.

Thanks.

That was no prank.

Eat it... eat it right up.

- Hey, where you been, man? - Yeah, we just ordered.

I stopped by Coach Sully's office.

He said Jerome was killed with ice picks.

All right, guys, here we go. Cheeseburger, yours.

Sweet, nice.

Got a side salad order

and you guys are splitting the B.L.T. How about you?

- Can I get you something? - No, thanks.

He said he was literally stuck to the door.

Ice picks? What's up with that?

I heard they were actually after his brother

and mistakenly killed Jerome.

No way.

Jerome's brother's older and much bigger.

Dude, my little brother's bigger.

Billy, what's wrong with you?

Your friend gets killed by a lunatic

and all you can do is sit here and make fun?

Uggi, what's... what's your father think?

I don't know. I haven't seen him.

He's been down at Town Hall all night.

I heard him on the news, though, saying it was a prank.

A prank? Come on.

It was a black thing.

You know how they are.

You're really screwed up.

No, the person who did this is screwed up.

Look!

At what?

- Did you see him? - See who?

There was a guy just standing out there staring at me.

Was he cute?

No, he was this... this big scary-looking guy.

And he... he was just looking at me.

Ooh-hoo-hoo!

A big scary-looking guy!

- Boo-hoo-hoo, everyone! - Cut it out, Billy!

He was just standing there.

Dude, come on, quarters down.

Seriously, could you spit more food out at me?

So, Uggi, have you heard from Jules tonight?

Yeah, she said she had to back to her father's shop

and give him a hand with some stuff.

With what, a motor job?

Billy,

Nik was really freaked out over that guy.

Oh my gosh! What guy?

There was no one around. Wait... did you see anyone?

She looked like she'd seen a ghost, a big one.

Okay, well, let's go inside and I'll show you a big one.

Billy, is that all you ever think about?

Oh, come on. And you don't?

No, not right now.

Hey, Billy.

l... um...

hey, hi... Toni.

Hi, T-Toni.

You know...

my sister's hot, but...

she's... just not hot like this.

I...

would fucking tear... you... up.

But then...

I don't think you'd be able to function,

no less play football.

Hey, Cin, I'm gonna go spend the weekend at Brad's house.

Billy, baby...

wipe your drool.

Billy, what are you doing?

Come upstairs!

Yeah.

Hike! Go! Go!

What? I thought you could run faster.

You know, I'm better off just throwing to the pothead.

What, were you scared, you little bitch?

What?

What, Nik? Nik... hey... hey...

what... what happened?

- It was him. - Who, Nik?

- It was that guy. - What...

what guy, Nik? There's nobody around here.

It was the guy standing in the window.

He's... he's following me.

There's no one here, Nik.

He was... he was so big.

- And his face was... - Hey hey.

Okay, what did he look like?

Burned.

Come on, Nicole. I think it was just your imagination.

It was real! I walked right into him!

It was real! Guys, I'm not crazy!

It was real.

All right, come on. Let's get you home.

Oh-ho-ho.

Oh, that is beautiful...

if I do say so myself.

Troy! What's wrong with the lights?

Troy, do you hear me?

Who's at the door?!

Troy, do you hear me?

Well... who is it?

- Mrs. Olen? - Yes?

Mrs. Olen, I'm Detective Vega. I think you know Sheriff Cutter.

- Mrs. Olen. - Hello.

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock...

Is your son Troy home?

Is... is he in some kind of trouble?

We just need to ask him a few questions, Mrs. Olen.

Is there something wrong with your lights, Mrs. Olen?

Must be some kind of a power surge or something.

Uh, please, just wait right here.

- I'll... I'll go get Troy. - Thank you.

Troy...

what have you done?

Nothing, Ma. Nothing.

Look at this place.

This place hasn't changed in over 20 years.

You've been here?

Once or twice when we were kids.

Jeez.

They're taking awhile.

Let's go take a look.

Nothin', Ma. I did nothing.

Well, then why is there a detective

and... and that Cutter boy in my house

wantin' to talk to you?

I don't know. I don't know, Ma.

Well...

Mrs. Olen, is everything okay?

Yes.

Why shouldn't it be?

- Hello, Troy. - Hello.

Troy, some of the kids we spoke to

said they saw you looking at them when they left the pep rally.

Please, Ma, don't let them take me.

- Please. - Why would we want to take you, Troy?

Did you do something wrong?

Please don't hurt my boy.

Please!

I didn't do anything.

No, not me, I didn't do anything.

Then who, Troy? Who did something?

Tell us, Troy.

I didn't do nothin'! I didn't do anything.

Leave him alone! He didn't do nothing!

He knows more than he's telling us.

I don't know. I mean, even in high school,

I just thought he was a weirdo.

Cutter, that's what they said about Ted Bundy.

What did I tell you about being a bad boy, Tommy?

You don't listen, do you?

Well, we've got special plans for you, Tommy.

Aw, you might as well say bye-bye, Tommy.

Bye-bye.

Silly boy.

There you go.

Oh, Nicole.

So beautiful.

You look pretty today.

But you didn't tell me you missed me yet.

Why don't you ever tell me you miss me?

I miss you. I do. Honestly, I do.

How you doing?

Well, I'm sweepin'.

God, it is hot in here.

Who won the football game?

Dad, you know by now, I don't go to those games to watch.

I just go to... hang out.

- Do you need some help? - Nah.

Dad!

What?!

Julie!

What's the matter?

Julie!

What's the matter?

Nothing, Dad. Nothing.

Nothing, I'm... I'm fine.

Okay.

I want to go test drive this baby.

Yeah, all right, Dad.

I'll pick up some dinner on the way back.

- Chicken? - Okay.

Make sure it's extra crispy,

not like last time.

Oh, God.

Julie! No!

Please, no. Please!

No! No no! Julie, no!

No no no no!

No! Julie! No!

God, no! No! No!

Please! No! No, please!

No! No!

Please! Don't leave me.

- Please. - Who's there?

No!

# The shadows arise, consuming freedom to them #

# 1,000 years vast will end retrieving our prize #

# Out from the forest, I'll be your picture #

# A lonely town and bad ass #

# Under control, sicken and wither... #

Kids, I promise...

it'll only be for a little while.

Just try to be home by dark if you can.

Walk in groups, please.

All right? Pay attention to surroundings.

Hey, Frank. Good seeing you.

Don't forget to vote, all right?

Thanks a lot.

Take care.

Try to be home by dark if you can.

- See you around, man. - No doubt.

- Look at this shit. - What?

They want us off the street by dark.

Or walking with a large group.

Yeah, right.

- Oh... ah! - And one.

I didn't touch... whatever.

A football team is a large group.

It is.

Curt! When you're done getting dressed

I need to see you in my office.

Okay, Coach!

Hey, why don't you meet me in Coach Sully's office when you're ready?

All right, cool. It'll take a minute though.

Yeah, I know.

Yeah, right.

Come on, Curt.

Stop fuckin' around!

Your son Shawn looks real good in practice.

He's really gonna light them up this year.

Yeah. I keep telling him he's gotta stay focused,

keep working.

Game's getting faster all the time.

It sure is, I'll tell you.

Can't keep up with it myself.

What the...

Knock knock.

"Knock knock"?

What the hell kinda prank are they playing on me today?

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

No-oh-oh!

No! No! No! No!

- No! - Holy shit.

No!

Knock knock. Who's there?

- Where you taking me, man? - Shut up!

I didn't do anything.

Where... where you taking me?

Please, where are you taking me?

- Come on! Quiet! - What is this?

Come on, Troy, tell me: Why did you kill Shawn Rae Jr?

Look at me, Troy! Was it jealousy?

I didn't kill anybody, not me. No, not me.

Didn't I tell you to look at me?

Do you think this is funny?

I'll smack that fucking smile right off your face.

Why did you kill Shawn Rae, Troy?

I didn't kill anybody.

Oh! She has a little tiger in her, huh?

I love that in a woman.

We got our killer? We charging him?

What do you think, Mike?

This guy's not your killer.

What do you mean he's not our killer?

Dean, please.

Why do you think that?

Charlie, look at him. He's small, weak.

Besides, this guy's left-handed.

The coroner says your guy's gotta be 6'2", 6'3".

Most of all, Charlie, your killer's right-handed.

The coroner?

He stops for a cocktail at The Abbey once in a while.

Innocent people are being killed.

There are pictures of kids in this book.

Start fucking talking, Troy.

The ice pick incisions in the Jerome kid

all came from the right side.

Julie Papas,

she was smacked around on the left side of her face.

And, Charlie, I'm telling you, I'll bet you anything,

something on Shawn Rae

is gonna lead you to a right-handed killer.

You are good.

What can I tell ya?

I think you're both fuckin' crazy.

We need a killer and we need him now.

So Vega's smacking around an innocent guy?

I didn't say he's innocent,

but he's not your killer.

Let her get her frustrations out anyway.

Maybe it's that time of month or something.

Besides, it might soften this prick up a little bit.

Well, you better get out of here

before she sees you and softens you up a little.

Hey, you know I might like that too.

Hey, Charlie, where's this guy's mother?

Out in the waiting area.

Do me a favor... hold 'em here.

I want to do a little snooping around.

We searched the house and his room.

And that's why I'm going.

You think he knows something?

Oh, he knows. He knows a lot.

Believe me.

Hey, Mike, you've seen a lot of shit in your day,

being on the job.

What do you think of that Shawn kid being killed like that?

And then in his father's place too.

What do you mean "too," Hank?

That Julie Papas...

she was killed in her father's shop too. Right?

You know, you're right.

What do you know about this Rico Volpe?

Father or son?

- Both. - Hey, now you're going back.

Father... local funeral director.

Nice dresser and all. Good customer too.

His place burnt down, almost killed his son.

What happened?

The son, Rico Jr...

loner, had no friends.

Mother left,

father falls behind on the mortgage.

They say he torched the place...

...to collect the insurance money...

with his son in it!

- Shit. - Nice guy, huh?

- Real nice guy. - Uh-oh.

Find anything, Mick?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know damn well what I'm talking about.

Maybe they didn't use warrants in New York,

but here we do things by the book.

Like tonight, when you smacked around that mamaluke?

Is that by the book?

Stay out of my way or I'll fuckin' smack you around.

I might like that.

Billy, I'll be down in just a minute!

Don't go anywhere.

Billy, quit trying to scare me.

You're so predictable. Quit fucking around, asshole.

Billy?

Billy, are you out there?

Excuse me.

Could you help me a minute, please?

Hold on one second, I'll be happy to help you.

I'm sorry to bother you.

I left my glasses home... again.

I was hoping you could help me read this article.

It's kind of important.

Don't even think about it. That's what I'm here for.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

That's... quite all right.

Okay, what do we have here?

Okay.

"Yesterday, in Glass County Superior Court,

Rico Volpe Sr. was found guilty

of attempted murder and arson

after deliberately starting a fire in his funeral home

to recoup insurance money.

Mr. Volpe maintained his innocence,

stating that he left his son and his son's friend in their home

when he left to go on an errand.

Firemen found Rico Jr. locked in a casket,

still alive, but badly burned.

No other body was found.

Sources say defense attorneys had tried to argue

that Rico Jr. was responsible for starting the fire,

but Volpe refused to reveal

the identity of the alleged accomplice.

Rico Volpe Sr. was sentenced to life in prison."

He didn't do it. He could never do anything like that.

How would you know that?

I know him. He had a thing for me...

if you know what I mean.

I don't blame him.

Thank you.

I know one thing, I know he adored his kids.

Kids?

Oh, he has a daughter named Rachel.

She runs a bar called Dylan's on the outskirt of Wayne.

What is she, the barmaid?

She's the bouncer. If you've had one too many,

you find yourself staring at the sidewalk

when you wake up.

She's a real tough one.

Why don't we have a drink?

I'd love to, sugar.

But like I told you, she's a real tough one.

And she don't like me very much.

Maybe next time?

Maybe.

- What can I get ya? - Let me get a Scotch,

tall glass, a lot of ice, please.

You got some body. You work out?

No.

You look like you do.

Yeah, well, I get my workout

throwing annoying guys like you out on their asses.

What happened to your wrist?

Well, some guy annoyed me,

so I knocked him the fuck out...

with one shot.

- Nice. Very nice. - That's $5.50.

Keep the change.

You are Rachel Volpe, right?

- Who the fuck are you? - My name's Mike Soato.

Yo, hold up. What are you doing?

How many times do I have to tell you

they go in the walk-in box.

So what are you, a cop?

Used to be. No more.

So then, what do you want here?

I'd like to find out a little more about your brother Rico.

Why? You like being nosy?

What, that's a cop thing, right?

No. I think what happened to him that day

has a lot to do with what's going on now.

What, those kid murders?

Well, fuck them.

What does it have to do with my brother?

I was hoping you could tell me.

How about I knock your fuckin' lights out?

Jesus Christ. What is it with me and women?

All youse wanna do is hit me.

I wonder why. Listen.

They put my father away for life and they committed my brother.

End of story.

What about your mother?

Don't know, don't care.

Bitch is dead to me.

Like I said: end of story.

How's your brother Rico?

Hello.

Marcus, look. You're the mayor.

If you want to continue to be the fuckin' mayor,

you gotta find out what's happening.

Our kid's are dying here!

Look, I just walked in the house.

Dean, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Cindy!

Cindy!

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Cindy!

God, no! Cindy!

God!

Cindy! Oh my God! Cindy! No!

Cindy!

Knock Knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

No!

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Okay, Vega, what do you got?

I don't know anymore. This guy is just killing at random.

He has no motive.

Try starting with revenge.

- What did you say? - Captain, may I?

Yeah, what do you got?

The killer's getting some kind of work-related revenge.

What?

Julie Papas...

she was killed at her father's workshop.

Shawn Rae,

and today, this kid Billy...

also killed in the father's workshop.

What about Cindy and Jerome?

They were both killed in their homes.

Cindy was butchered like a deer.

So? What does that have to do with anything?

Cindy's dad owns Drake's Meat.

Jerome's father is an iceman.

What do we do?

We can tell their friends.

That would take too much of our manpower

that we don't have.

You could try to see what the fathers have in common.

What do you think?

Find out who's next.

Nobody knows that.

He does.

Who are you?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

What do you want?!

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

- Knock knock. - What have I done to you?

- Who's there? - Why are you doing this to me?!

Why are you doing this to me?!

Why-why... why are you doing this to me?!

Oh my God! No!

# I look forward... #

What are you gonna do with that?

It ain't safe out there, Mick.

So me and Suzie here

are gonna have to put a stop to it.

You're not gonna stop anything with that.

Then how do we?

We?

We can start by having a drink together.

- What can I get you, Billie? - Jack, straight up, please.

What's the matter?

You look like a martini girl to me.

Martinis are for next time.

Here's to the next time.

Get me another one and her one.

Are you okay, Cindy?

You hurt Cindy, Rick.

You hurt Cindy.

I promise he won't do it to you again, Cindy.

Because if you do...

You look so beautiful.

You know I love you, don't you?

Is it true you once dressed as a woman to make a bust?

- Yeah. Scary, huh? - It's hilarious.

You think that's funny, you should've seen the time

they made me go undercover in a gay bar.

You've seen a lot of shit in your day.

How about you?

Biggest things I ever had before this

were shoplifters, bootleggers and some domestic violence cases.

Usually the same people too.

How come they named you Billie?

Father wanted a boy, I guess.

Is that why you got that chip on your shoulder?

My father wasn't nice to me growing up.

I never told anybody this, but he should've had a boy.

Is that why you joined the force?

I was homecoming queen, Miss Teen-everything.

My father was livid.

At least you have the equipment for it.

Thanks.

Listen, I'm really sorry about the way I've been treating you.

Listen to me, Billie. Listen to me.

Don't let this job take your life like it took mine.

I gave my entire life to this job.

Even when my wife was dying of cancer,

I didn't even have time for her.

And after she died,

I sent my only son up here to live with his aunt.

Why?

Because I didn't have the time to raise him.

And then just when I thought I'd get to know him...

he goes and dies in a car crash on me.

Now I'm trying to get to know my granddaughter...

his daughter Nikki.

And she don't want nothing to do with me.

And you know what, Billie?

I don't even blame her.

I'm really sorry.

Give her a little more time.

Time?

Oh, and another thing...

- There's more? - Oh, there's more.

Don't ever ever tell your commanding officer

you don't know. Even when you don't know...

you know.

I guess I have a lot to learn.

Hey, I got time.

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Oh God, no!

Pick up, Mike.

- Hello. - Mike, it's Vega.

There's been another murder.

Meet me at the skateboard park on Morris Boulevard near the highway.

Get here as soon as you can.

I'll be there in a little while. Bye.

So what's up?

I told you they were bad for your health.

So are you?

Look, Mike, you said I have a lot to learn, right?

- That's right. - Well, school's in.

It's bad.

Come on.

What do you got?

His name was Rick Cohen, 16.

Decapitated... every limb cut off.

- Oh my God. - I've never seen anything like this,

not even in the movies.

This kid's out of the circle of the other murder victims.

He goes to a private school.

No connection.

What does his father do?

He's a doctor.

What do you think?

It's definitely the same killer.

The patterns all match.

The coroner was right.

This guy's extremely fuckin' strong.

And like I said, he's right-handed.

You see how the right side limbs...

the cuts are much cleaner?

If the killer was holding up the body with his left hand,

to cut the right side limbs wouldn't be a problem.

Otherwise, he'd have to reach over his outstretched arm,

making it very difficult to cut the left side.

And remember, he's still holding the kid up...

by his hair.

What happened to him?

He said Rick was doing his thing in the ring

when he saw a shadow come up behind him.

He turned, next thing he knows,

he's being brought to by the E.M.T.

Why not kill 'em both?

He didn't want both.

- Cutter, what's up? - I just got back from Clark's Gym.

Tommy Clark's body was thrown through the front window.

Every bone in his body looked broken.

His face was barely recognizable.

What kind of doctor was this Cohen kid's father?

Plastic surgeon.

This Cohen kid's father,

he wasn't even on the football team.

Excuse me, Mr. Mayor, but what do these killings have to do with football?

Well, I mean, all the other fathers,

they... they played football.

Did you know that?

No.

l... I played high-school ball with them.

- Yes. - Come on, Billie. Come on.

I realize it's bad.

The Clark boy too. Uh-huh.

Where are we going?

First we go by the Tommy Clark crime scene.

Then after school, we're gonna go see your friend Troy.

Think we could get him to talk?

If not, you're gonna need a whole lot more

of this yellow tape.

Hey, what do you make of the mayor

knowing all the fathers of the victims played football?

Coincidence?

I don't believe in coincidence.

How do we play Troy?

You're the beauty pageant winner.

We're gonna use these good looks

for the sake of the job.

Leave the jacket in the car.

Come here. Come over here.

Act nice. Be a little bit more seductive.

Come on.

There he is.

Hey!

Please! Please don't... don't hit me!

Calm down, Troy. I'm not gonna hurt you.

- Please don't. - Troy, listen.

We just need help with a little something. Ain't that right, Billie?

That's right.

Will you do that for me, Troy?

Please?

Good. What can you tell me about your friend?

You know, Troy, the one you're always talking to.

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, Troy.

Please tell Billie.

Tell Billie all about him and I promise

no one's gonna hurt you.

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

- Stop that! Get off! - Who's there?

- Please stop it! Stop! - Knock knock. Who's there?

You had your turn! Listen to me,

you fuckin' idiot! You ain't as dumb as you look!

Please! Go away!

Stop that! Don't do that!

- Go away! - Knock, knock.

- Mike! - Mike what? You had your turn!

Listen to me, you fuckin' idiot.

I know you ain't as dumb as you look. Please what?!

Knock knock. Who's there?

Where's Rico Volpe? Tell me about Rico Volpe!

Tell me about Rico Volpe! Tell me about him.

The guy you've been talking to... where is he?

Look at it! This is the guy you've been talking to.

Don't look at her, look at me!

What happened...

Tell me about the fire. How did the fire start?

I'm talking to you! Listen to me, you fucking idiot.

What happened to Rico?

You were with him. You were with him, Troy.

- Knock knock. Who's there? - What happened to Rico Volpe?

Knock knock. Who's there? Knock knock. Who's there?

You were the friend that was with him. Ain't that right?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Did you start the fire? Did you start the fire?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Listen to me, Troy. Please listen to me.

There are innocent children being slaughtered.

They are just kids.

Kids. You understand?

- Kids! - So were we!

We were just kids too.

What happened, Troy? Please tell us.

We were just playing army in our foxhole.

You and Rico were playing army?

Then what happened, Troy?

Rico and I would always play together after school.

He's my best friend.

That's good. Real good.

After school, me and Rico would help his father clean up the funeral home.

And then you know, Mr. Volpe,

he would let us play in the basement.

That's where our foxhole was.

Ha ha! I'm killing all your guys!

- What do you think of that? - Not all my guys.

What about my sniper?

We had so much fun.

- That's good. - Then what happened, Troy?

Did you two by accident start the fire?

No. No. We didn't start the fire.

- They did! - Who, Troy?

Who are they?

My bazooka guy's getting all your people.

Here comes my sergeant.

Me and Rico were playing in the basement

when we heard them upstairs.

- Who's that? - I don't know.

Rico!

- Shh! Quiet. - You think it's burglars?

I don't know.

Hey!

- What's going on, Rico? - What are you guys doing?

What's going on? Hey...

What are you guys doing here? We're closed...

Lookie what we got here.

Where's your retard friend, huh?

Hey, what are you guys doing here? We're closed.

Oh, you are? Hey, guys, he says they're closed!

Go home.

Hey you, get off my father's stuff.

Get him. Get him guys! Come on!

Get him down. Hold him down!

- I got his legs. - What are you guys doing?

Hold him down! You'll see what we're doing.

No!

What are you doing to me?

- No! - Oh, you'll see what we're gonna do.

- No! - Come on.

What are you guys doing?!

Hold still!

Come on, guys! Hurry up!

Come on, damn it! Open to the casket! Get it open.

What are you guys doing to me?! No!

- Shut up! Shut up! - No!

Stop! What are you guys doing?!

- Quiet! - Come on, shut him up.

Let me out!

Knock knock.

Who's there?

It's Rico!

Knock knock. Who's there?

It's Rico!

Knock knock.

Who's there?

It's Rico!

Knock knock.

Who's there?

It's Rico!

Shh!

Knock knock.

Who's there?

It's Rico!

Knock knock!

All right, hey, it's enough. Just let him out.

Dean, we're just having a little fun.

Knock knock.

Who's there?

- It's Rico! - I said cut it out!

Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?

I don't know we even hang out with this little sissy punk.

Come on! Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there? Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

Knock knock. Who's there?

- Fire! - Put it out!

Get it open! Get it open!

- I can't! It's stuck! - Come on!

- Get him out! - What did you do?!

- He's gonna fucking die. - Rico.

Are you kidding me? Guys, come on!

No, we're all gonna die, man!

Oh, Rico, I'm sorry.

Rico!

Rico! Are you okay? Can you hear me?

I'll get you out, Rico!

Rico! Rico!

Rico, I'm gonna get you out, Rico!

Rico! Rico!

- Rico! - No!

They left him there to die!

I wanted to help...

but I couldn't.

I couldn't open the casket.

I let my best friend burn.

Troy, oh my...

Troy, if you could've, you would've.

You can help him now.

Tell me who did this to him.

Tell me. Please, Troy.

Please, Troy, tell us.

I'll make sure no one hurts you.

Come on, Troy. What do you want to show us?

Shawn Rae, Tony Papas,

Billy Smith, Jerome Peters...

They were the ones that did it, Troy?

The football players.

Football here is so important

they'd even cover up attempted murder?

I'm sure they didn't intend to start that fire.

They were probably just bullies out having some fun.

That casket door jammed and they panicked.

The Cohen kid... he had to be the ballboy.

That's how he fits in.

He had a car.

They were friends with him because he had a car.

Some things never fuckin' change.

The last one is Fred Hunter.

His kid's gotta be next.

His was first.

Holly Hunter was killed a few weeks ago

in Jefferson County.

Is that it, Troy? Is that all of them?

That's all the circles, Troy. Who else was there?

It's okay.

Michael Reynolds?

Billie, that's my son. When he came up here,

he moved in with his aunt. He took her last name to fit in.

Knock knock. Who's there?

Your son was the one that locked Rico in the coffin.

My granddaughter Nikki.

That son of a bitch saved her for last! Let's go!

Knock knock. Who's there?

Please don't hurt him! Please don't hurt him again!

He's my friend!

#... you borrowed from me just expired #

# You never loved me #

# Like I love you #

# Many many times #

# I tried to walk away #

- # Can't no one love you... #

# Like I love you #

# You pick me up to break me down and kiss the... #

This is Detective Billie Vega.

I need all available units to meet me at... Mike, what's the address?

- There's no answer. - Mike?

- 926 Willow. - 926 Willow Street.

Possible 10-13 in progress.

Okay, so Rico gets out of the institution,

comes back for revenge.

Instead of taking it out on the guys that did it to him,

he kills their kids.

In a way that relates to their father's job.

Just like they did to him.

What'd your son do before the accident?

Nothing. He killed himself soon after he got married.

- You said it was an accident. - I always thought it was...

until now.

We'll find Rico and stop him.

We will?

His sister said he died two weeks ago in the institution.

- Sister? - Don't ask.

Knock knock.

Why... why are you doing this to me?

Why are you doing this? Help!

Nicole!

Nicole!

- Mrs. Reynolds! - Ruth!

- Mrs. Reynolds! - Nicole!

Nikki!

Nicole! Ruth!

Nicole!

Ruth!

Nicole!

Help!

Why are you doing this to me?

Why are you doing this?!

- Who's there? - Please!

Please!

Why are you doing this?

Why?

Why are you doing this?

Wait! Wait!

Who's there?

It's Rico! Knock knock.

Who's there?

It's Rico! Knock knock.

Who's there?

It's Rico!

Shit.

I'll go around back.

Shit!

Ruth.

Ruth!

Shit. Nicole!

Nicole!

I'm sorry, Nicole.

I should've figured this out sooner.

- I could've protected you from it. - You saved my life, Grandpa.

Who... who is he?

Supposedly, a dead man.

Grandpa!

No!

- Grandpa, please. - I'm so sorry, Nicole.

I wasn't there for you or your father.

No no no. You were here when I needed you the most.

Grandpa, please. Grandpa, please, I need you now.

Somebody! Somebody, help!

Grandpa! Grandpa, please!

- Who did this, Billie? - He did.

- Who? - Rico, I shot him.

He was right there and now he's gone.

# Knock knock #

# Knock knock #

# Who's there? #

# Knock knock #

# Who's there? #

- Who's there? - Me.

Knock knock.

Who's there?

# You never change #

# Yeah #

# Oh here we go again #

# For the thousandth time #

# I shouldn't have to teach you how to treat me right #

# All I do is give #

# I can't take no more #

# All the time you borrowed from me just expired #

# You never loved me #

# Like I love you #

# Many many times #

# I tried to walk away #

# Can't no one love you #

# Like I love you #

# You pick me up to break me down #

# And kiss the tears you make #

# Sometimes I feel I am the only one #

# That cannot see through #

# The lies, the stories #

# And the shady things you always do #

# Just when you trick me into thinking that you'll change your ways #

- # Never change # - # You just mess up again #

# And bring me back to all my pain #

# So much pain #

# Baby baby #

# You could save me #

# Please say that you love me tell me you need me #

# Why can't you say how you feel? #

# It hurts so bad #

# My heart is breaking #

# How many tears should I cry? #

# 'Cause I'm dying inside, you're killing me #

# You never loved me #

# Like I love you #

# Many many times #

# I tried to walk away #

# Can't no one love you #

# Like I love you #

# You pick me up to break me down #

# And kiss the tears you make #

# Sometimes I feel I am the only one #

# That cannot see through #

# The lies, the stories #

# And the shady things you always do #

# Just when you trick me into thinking that you'll change your ways #

- # Never change # - # You just mess up again #

# And bring me back to all my pain #

# So much pain #

# All I want from you are smiles #

# You're the only one #

# Who makes me cry #

# And I'm holding onto you so tight #

# I just can't let you go #

# No no #

# You never loved me #

# Like I loved you #

# Can't no one love you #

# Like I loved you #

# Sometimes I feel I am the only one #

# That cannot see through #

# The lies, the stories #

# And the shady things you always do #

# Just when you trick me into thinking that you'll change your ways #

- # Never change # - # You just mess up again #

# And bring me back to all my pain #

# So much pain. #

Knock knock.

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