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[Matt] The body of Catherine Goodrich was found last night

behind the church of St. Stanislaus,

bringing the city's homicide count for the year to 212.

What's particularly shocking about this murder,

is just last week, Ms. Goodrich was honored by the mayor as Samaritan of the Year.

Homicide investigators are working double shifts,

hoping that a break in the case will lead to a quick arrest.

So far, they have no leads, no evidence and no suspects.

- I'm Matt Rhodes, Channel 8 News. - [cameraman] Beautiful.

[Matt] Hey, listen, do me a favor. Take that back to the van.

- All right, I'll meet you at the truck. - All right.

- Hey, Frankie! Can I talk to you a second? - Mm-hmm.

You got any guesses on the Goodrich case?

Uh, you know, Roger Gaffney's the primary,

so you should talk to him or Lieutenant Russert.

Yeah, well, you know, I already know that Goodrich was found naked

wearing only a pair of white cotton gloves.

You know, man, sometimes you frighten me.

- [Matt] Sometimes I frighten myself. - Uh-uh.

You know, I made a deal with Russert

not to reveal anything about the gloves on tonight's telecast

if you guys give me first call when you catch the killer.

Well, you know, she made that deal, she'll stick to it.

Yeah, I just wanted to know if there was something

that you wanted to have leaked.

Well, look, like I said, man,

- Roger Gaffney's the primary. - [Matt] Yeah.

Yeah, and you're one of the best Homicide detectives around.

Look, off the record, what are the chances you're gonna catch the killer?

- Off the record? - [Matt] Yeah.

Excellent.

[theme music plays]

Frank? Frank?

This here, Frank, is, uh, Henry Everett.

[Henry] Ah! Private first class.

Purple Heart. Battle of the Bulge. Got it in the left leg.

Frank Pembleton, no wounds as yet.

Mr. Everett here and I were just discussing Catherine Goodrich's murder.

[Henry] Ah, poor girl.

Ah, she always tried to do good, working with battered women.

You knew Ms. Goodrich?

All I know is that somebody bashed in her head,

strangled her, threw her in my dumpster.

Frank, come here, take a look at this shed right over here.

[Henry] Oh, that's where I keep my tools.

[Bayliss] The, uh, padlock was busted last night.

[Henry] Ah, what a mess. The kids, probably.

Took me all morning to clean it up.

- You-- you cleaned this up? - [Henry] Yeah.

Swept it out and hosed it.

Um, did you, uh, did you find anything missing?

- Anything that didn't belong? - No.

I reported it to the officer in charge.

- I said, "Why don't you take a look?" - [Pembleton] And did he?

No. He didn't. I think I got on his nerves.

Um, this, uh, this officer you told, who was he?

The officer in charge, uh, dressed like you, uh,

uh, fortyish, Irish.

Irish. Roger Gaffney, Frank.

- [Giardello] Anything new at the crime scene? - I don't know yet.

You could humor me, you know.

[indistinct]. I don't care.

A lead here, a lead there, no matter how insubstantial,

- would add years to my life. - [Pembleton] Hey, Gaffney!

I did a secondary interview with the handyman at St. Stanislaus.

He showed me the garden shed.

You knew about that shed, right? That it was broken into?

- Yeah, nothing to it. - Yeah, he says it was messed up.

Yeah, well, maybe he didn't keep it too neat.

He was a jerk going on and on about his war wounds.

Oh, you checked it yourself? Or you sent a uniform? What did you do?

Look, I said it was nothing. I'm gonna be over at the crime lab.

She could've been murdered in that garden shed,

Gaffney, you realize that?

She could have been murdered right there.

Frank, come in here.

What the hell was that all about?

[calm music plays]

[Russert] Hey.

- It's already past one. - Mm.

- I better get back to the squad room. - [Russert] Yeah.

[Felton] She's a happy kid, huh?

Who, Caroline? Yeah, most of the time.

I'm glad she's feeling better.

Imelda's great with her, but when she's sick and I can't be here,

I get nutty.

How about your kids? How are they dealing with you being gone?

- Good. - [Russert] Yeah?

I guess. I dunno.

You know, she still won't let me see them.

- Where are you here? - Oh, Budapest.

Two months bacchanal before joining the force.

Yeah, Budapest, Prague, Sarajevo, before the war.

I've never been anywhere.

I don't know why, but I've always wanted to see Alaska, you know?

Eskimos, huskies, blubber.

[Russert] Then do it.

Eh, it's harder when you have kids.

- Especially a baby. - No, not really.

Some of my best trips have been ones I've taken with Caroline.

You know, if you and I can get the same day off, we should go somewhere.

Well, you can't get very far in a day.

- What about DC? - Sure.

Or we could, um, we could just go to the Eastern Shore.

We could do that too, on a different day.

[calm music plays]

Hey.

[Munch] We'll be right back.

[Bayliss] Hey, man, this better be important.

- [Lewis] Who's that? - It's one of Goodrich's former boyfriends.

Yeah, we found out that Goodrich likes the missionary position.

Gentlemen, the forms from the liquor board have arrived.

- [Bayliss, indistinct] - Excuse me, Bayliss, we're buying a bar here, right?

So it's kind of essential that we get

the liquor board's permission if we're gonna serve liquor.

All right, listen, I told you two, when I said

that I would invest that I wanted to be a silent partner.

Fill out the forms, point to the dotted line and I'll sign.

I'm gonna go in here and finish what I started.

Tim, find out if Goodrich had an innie or an outie.

- Why, what's that got to do with the case? - Nothing. Just curious.

[Lewis] Okay, John, I will start with you.

I'll ask you a couple of questions,

I want you to answer absolutely and honestly, all right?

- [Munch] Of course. - [Lewis] Question number one.

Have you ever been arrested for a felony or a misdemeanor?

No, next.

Now come on, John. Think back.

Think way back, to the hazy days of the summer of love.

Huh? Your callow youth.

Yeah, no.

John, this is very important. Okay?

The liquor board gets a report from the state police, right?

So if you got any demons in your closet,

now is the time to set them free.

Are you implying that in my college years

- I was engaged in activities of a criminal nature? - Yes.

Everybody knows you were a major pothead. Come on, man.

I don't care if you smoked the stuff.

I don't even care if you sold it.

What I wanna know is, did you ever get caught?

- Never! - Okay. Great.

- Can I go now, Officer? - [Lewis] No. Couple more questions for you.

[sighs] Can I have an attorney present?

I'm having coffee with your wife later.

- With Beth? Why? - Mm-hmm.

- You think I called her? - What does she want?

My guess, she wants to interrogate me about who you're staying with.

Don't tell her.

- That'll be easy, I don't know anything. - True.

Do me a favor, though. Tell her to tie Zack's baseball glove up at night.

Tie it with string, it's still too stiff.

Zack will explain to her how to do it.

His hands are just not strong enough to tie it tight enough.

This woman is gonna be pouring out her emotional guts to me

and you want me to talk about Zack's baseball glove?

- Yeah. Don't forget, okay? - [scoffs] That's perfect.

If things get ugly, it'll be a nice way to change the subject.

Hey, big man, have you interviewed Goodrich's brother yet?

Yeah, he came down from Trenton this morning with his wife.

He wasn't much more help in person than on the phone

but he did say that Catherine always wore a gold cross around her neck.

Never took it off. There was no gold cross on the body.

I talked to one of Goodrich's roommates from Rosemont College.

You know, Rosemont for girls looking for husbands from Villanova?

- What the roomies had to say? - Nothing.

She lost touch with Goodrich after they graduated.

- Then why'd you bring it up? - Texture.

The state's attorney says he can get a subpoena

to compel the women's shelter where Goodrich worked to open its files

- but that with appeals it might take months. - [knocking on door]

Come on in.

Yeah, yes, I-- I'm aware that we don't have months.

Another meeting with the PR department?

Okay, what time?

Great. I'll see you then.

We tracked down the payphone where the anonymous tip came from,

over on Montford Avenue.

No prints. It was wiped clean.

Roger, I wanna know about the garden shed at the Goodrich scene.

What? What about it?

Yes or no, did you ignore potentially crucial information about the shed?

- Has Pembleton been in-- - [Russert] Yes or no?

[Gaffney sighs]

I probably could've taken a closer look, yeah.

You know, your sloppiness compromised this investigation before it got started.

That-- That sambo has been trying to nail me ever since I came on.

You screwed up, Roger, don't make it worse.

I am the primary, I decide what's important.

- Well, I'm taking you off the case. - What?

Lieutenant, don't start overreacting, I think--

This is not a discussion. I'm telling you, you're off the case.

Damn!

[laughs]

You-- You know what?

You are just the mermaid on the bow of the ship.

You are a showpiece. You think you're leading the way.

All you are is a piece of painted wood with legs instead of a tail.

Why don't you take a few days, Roger?

And then when you're ready, let me know where you wanna go, maybe Arson or Vice.

I'll arrange the transfer and make sure that you get a fair recommendation.

[tense music plays]

[Naomi] Lieutenant Russert, Colonel Granger on line one again.

Al, he turned-- he turned his mistake into my problem,

and I had to just stand there and rise above it.

I know what it's like.

I'm the exceptional Black man, haven't you heard?

A breed apart. Better and smarter.

- [laughs] - God, it amazes me.

Even men I respect, really progressive guys,

still can't see how they behave.

And I-- I see it so clearly.

Whoever said seeing it gives you power didn't have a regular job.

Hey, Lieutenant Russert?

Ah, can I have Pembleton?

I want him to take over as primary.

Have, no. Borrow, yeah.

I just took a call, his voice was distorted with an electronic scratch.

Another anonymous caller alerting us to another dead woman,

naked behind a church, wearing a pair of snow white cotton gloves.

[siren blares]

[police officer] We found a purse with $40.

Her name's Jennifer Lundy, she's a nurse over at the pediatric aid center.

St. Germaine, patron saint of children.

Yeah, she used to keep an eye on us when my mother wasn't around.

- Sort of like free day care? - Yeah.

'Cause if you feel like you're being watched, you do what you're told.

Especially if you're being watched by someone you can't see.

Okay, Doctor Lausanne, talk to me.

[Lausanne] Can't say which came first,

but the contusion was severe enough to cause massive brain hemorrhaging.

There's a distinct ligature mark on her neck.

- So she was strangled also? - [Lausanne] Probably.

- Just like Goodrich. - Okay, um...

find out if this church has a gardening shed.

- If so, I wanna see it. - Yes, sir.

Frank, be thorough, take your time,

but get out of here before the press finds out.

[Pembleton laughs]

What does Jennifer Lundy have in common with Catherine Goodrich?

Well, I'm not one to jump to conclusions, Frank,

but naked women who turn up dead

in trash behind churches wearing gloves,

they probably have at least one shared acquaintance, you know?

Yeah, maybe. Maybe.

Or maybe our killer has this thing for Catholics.

[tense music plays]

[speaking Latin]

What's that?

With God on our side who can stand against us?

Man.

[Beth] Tried calling him today.

He won't talk to me.

[Howard] You know men, they get upset,

they get silent.

Kay, I want him to come over to the house tomorrow.

I have a surprise for him, but he doesn't return my calls, so will you tell him?

Say the kids wanna see him, but don't mention the surprise, okay?

I'm a little confused here, I thought you threw him out of the house.

Then you told me over the phone you were sorry you got mad.

Well, yeah, I was upset.

I mean, if men get silent, women talk too much.

It was a misunderstanding, that's all.

Beau doesn't tell me everything but...

the problem with your marriage might be a little more complicated

than a misunderstanding.

You know, sometimes in these kinds of situations,

you gotta be a little zen about it, you know?

- I should chant? - [Howard] No, no, no, no.

Maybe you could take a trip with a girlfriend or something,

- get some perspective. - I don't wanna take a trip.

I want you to get Beau to come over to the house when he gets off work tomorrow

without letting him in on the surprise.

- Beth-- - I'm gonna make a romantic dinner.

Get the most expensive champagne I can find

and make my strawberry rhubarb pie for dessert.

Will you tell him, Kay? Please, tell him.

You should tie up Zack's baseball glove.

- Tie it up? - Yeah, you know, with string. Tie it up tight.

[Matt] Six years ago, Catherine Goodrich founded

the Women's Emergency Shelter.

Today, her co-workers talked of her goodness and dedication.

Catherine was a good woman. Beautiful.

She cared very deeply about the people that she helped.

As police detectives continue to search

for Catherine Goodrich's murderer...

Wait till he hears we got another dead saint.

Bayliss, quick, come and sign this application for the liquor board.

Hey, Lewis, what's up with Crosetti's vacation?

I'm actually beginning to miss the guy.

Ah, he must be having hell of a good time.

I ain't heard from the little devil.

Let's go, fellas. Time for the briefing.

Okay, here it is.

Jennifer Lundy, 32 years old,

5 foot 4, 130 pounds, white female.

Found in a dumpster behind a church, Sacred Heart of Jesus.

- Naked with white gloves? - Naked with white gloves.

Same cause of death as Goodrich's.

Front and back head trauma followed by strangulation.

- Sexual assault, Gee? - Waiting for the medical examiner's report.

Okay, once again, the crime scene is not the murder site.

Lundy was killed and then brought to the yard.

We have uniforms canvassing the area

within five square blocks of the church.

So, now we're juggling two red balls.

Uh, Frank Pembleton will be the primary on both cases.

- Frank? - Okay.

Stan, call Quantico,

give 'em all the details we have on both murders,

ask for a psychological profile of the potential killer.

Those things are a crock, Frank.

Kaminski, I want you to DMV her.

Lewis, Stepopolis, check Lundy's apartment,

her relationships with her neighbors.

Shabaz, she worked for the pediatric aid center, get down there.

Munch, there was no jewelry found on Lundy's body,

did she wear jewelry on a regular basis and if so, what?

Higby, there were electronic scratches on both the anonymous calls.

Were they made from the same payphone, the same neighborhood?

Howard and Felton, see what you can learn about her family and friends.

Was she dating anyone?

I especially wanna find out

if Goodrich and Lundy knew people in common.

We're looking for anything that ties the two cases together.

What links these two victims in the killer's mind?

Both were women in their mid-thirties, single,

both in socially conscious jobs, both practicing Catholics.

Perfect Catholics in a way.

My guess is that we're looking for someone who hates Catholics.

Now with all you gotta do on the Lundy case,

are you sure you're gonna be able to make this meeting tomorrow?

Tomorrow? Tomorrow?

- The liquor board commissioner? - Oh, yeah, what time is that again?

Munch, ten o'clock, write it down!

Well can't we do this on the phone like a conference call?

No, no, no, they want us there in person.

The only reason they're letting Bayliss off the hook

is on account he's secondary on the case.

Exactly right. Kinda busy avenging dead angels here.

What, is commissioner big fish flailing wildly about his little pond?

This is just a stupid formality.

We gotta go all the way down there just so some bureaucrat,

some puny bureaucrat, who's overfed

and probably got bad skin, so he can feel powerful?

- Don't open your mouth. - Me? Open my mouth?

No, no, no. Promise me. I gotta hear it from you.

- Say, "I'll be good." - I promise I'll be good.

Oh, and there's one other thing.

Don't wear that tie with the little Buddhas on it.

- It's ugly. - And what's wrong with that tie?

I wouldn't give directions to a guy wearing a tie like that.

Well, okay, guess, what? That just happens to be my lucky tie.

I love that tie. Felicia gave me that tie.

Well, there you go. I rest my case.

- [Lausanne] No evidence of sexual assault. - Just like Goodrich.

Okay. We know the cause of death was the same.

Is there anything about Lundy's death that's different?

- [Lausanne] Well, her face is clean. - [Pembleton] Clean?

[Lausanne] Someone wiped the blood away.

The position of the body, combined with the head trauma,

she should've been covered with blood.

Well, Goodrich's face was a mess.

Well, maybe with Goodrich, the killer just sort of ran out of time.

Why? Why would he wash Lundy's face?

Took a lot of patience being so thorough.

Are-- Are you telling me that the killer was being careful?

Almost gentle. Gentle as a lamb.

[Pembleton] Gentle as a lamb?

Gentle as a lamb?

Colonel Granger called again. Says he wants an update from you personally.

Your daughter called, says her fever's back,

she hates Imelda, and she wants you to come home.

- Damn! - [Matt] A-- A minute, Lieutenant Russert.

I'm sorry, it's not a good time.

Look, you got a second victim, closely identical circumstances.

- Now, we're looking at a serial killer here. - Not necessarily.

- Oh, come on, what is it, a copycat? - Maybe.

[Matt] What, you got white gloves on this one?

Um, Naomi, we'll finish this later, okay?

Mr. Rhodes, I need your continued co-operation.

Look, if there are white gloves on the second body,

then we're talking a serial killer here.

I've kept my end of the bargain. I've kept my mouth shut.

But you cops wanna play fast and loose with the truth.

Nothing has changed since this morning.

No one knows about the gloves except the murderer.

I need to keep it that way if I'm gonna catch this guy.

You're not being responsible to the people of this city.

If there's a mass murderer out there--

You go on the air and say that, you'll cause a panic.

- You're gonna blow the case. - [Matt] I've got to. This is my job.

Yeah, well, if you do your job, you're gonna make mine impossible.

There's a nut running around town

and women need to take precautions.

I would think you'd appreciate that more than anybody.

So unless you can give me a compelling reason not to,

I'm going with the full story tonight on the 11 o'clock news.

[tense music plays]

[sighs] Swell.

[Bayliss] Here it is.

The lab report on the broken padlock

from the Goodrich scene.

No fingerprints.

Another one-way alley leading to a brick wall.

Frank?

- Frank, did you hear what I said? - I was wrong.

The killer doesn't hate Catholics, the killer is a Catholic.

- What? - Yeah.

Frank, Frank, why would a Catholic wanna kill other Catholics,

especially good ones like Lundy and Goodrich?

I don't know, but he's a Catholic all right.

He's a Catholic and he hit a snag or something.

He got stuck working something out

and when he did, he started sailing.

Now he's sailing right over the edge.

[Bayliss] Frank, how can you be so sure?

It takes one to know one.

[Russert] In an hour, Matt Rhodes goes on the air.

As soon as he tells his eager viewers

about the multiple murders and the white gloves,

we're gonna have the national news guys all over us.

"Kid Glove Killer" or some crap like that.

You know, our lines are gonna be flooded with crank calls.

- What am I gonna do, Al? - I dunno.

Set up a separate hotline maybe and watch the news, I guess.

Of course, you could always lie.

- Lie? - Lie.

I do it all the time.

Hi, Lieutenant Russert for Matt Rhodes, please.

Matt, hi. We got the guy.

Well, no, not in custody, not yet. But we know who it is.

We're building the case. We're gonna make an arrest within 24 hours.

Matt, the gloves are gonna nail him for us,

so if you could just hold off--

Yeah, I'm gonna call you with his name first.

Yes, exclusive! Who else am I talking to?

Yeah. Okay. Good, thanks.

You are bad.

Yeah, now all we need is to find the killer in 24 hours.

[Lewis] Commissioner Forte, we are really excited about buying this bar.

[Forte] Where's your third wheel, Bayliss?

- Timothy Bayliss. - He's working a case.

A very big case, an important one.

As a matter of fact, we are, too, and we have to get back ASAP.

All three of you should be here.

Hey, we don't have to reschedule? I called ahead.

No, but we do have a bit of a problem.

[Lewis] No, we don't!

No, we don't, sir, 'cause what you have before you there

is the notarized documents, the permits, signed and sealed.

It's all there.

- Hey, uh, this is just a formality, right? - [Forte] No.

This is when I decide if the partners are fit

to own and operate a bar in the State of Maryland.

And we are. Who's fitter than a trio of cops, huh?

Your pal has a conviction.

I don't think I-- Wouldn't I remember?

Misdemeanor gambling from '84.

It's this other guy, Bayliss.

What a way to start the morning, huh?

Interviewing Jennifer Lundy's 80-year-old grandmother.

Hey, did you tell Beth about Zack's baseball glove?

- [Howard] I told her. - Explain about tying it tight?

[Howard] Oh!

She wants you to come by after work tonight, see the kids.

She said that? She's gonna let me see the kids?

- You're agitated with me, aren't you? - No, I'm not agitated.

Given the circumstances and your inherent character flaws,

you're behaving remarkably well.

I just feel sorry for Beth.

She threw you out, she thought she was doing the right thing for herself,

but now she's--

She had no way of knowing you'd move in with someone else so fast.

That's it.

Wait. If I tell you who she is, you swear it's just between us?

- She being the other woman? - [Felton] Yeah.

I'll swear a secret holy vow of silence.

Unless of course it's Hilary Rodham Clinton,

in which case I'm gonna tell the world.

[Howard laughs]

It's Megan Russert.

No. Beau.

[quiet music plays]

So, you care about her? Are we talking love here or what?

Yeah, I think.

I dunno. I don't know what I'm doing.

Megan's got me thinking about things I never thought about before.

What do you mean, what things?

Like figuring out what's really important.

I've always taken things for granted, you know?

Never questioned anything.

Just accepted whatever came along.

- [Howard] Like the kids? - Hey, I love my kids, all right?

- I'd die for my kids. - I know you love 'em, Beau.

I'm just a dope from Billytown that married a girl from Boring.

I don't even remember making the decision.

Oh, come on!

Might not have felt like it but you made a choice.

Ah, no one forced you to get married.

I think about her all the time.

I wanna be with her all the time.

I don't take showers so I won't wash her smell off me.

What am I gonna do, Kay?

I don't know, partner, but you gotta do something,

because there's a lot of people around here

who don't wanna get hurt any more than they have been.

I know.

- [Howard] Ready? - [Felton] Yeah.

[singing indistinctly]

[organ music plays]

I stopped by Emergency Services, they told me you'd probably be here.

Pull up a pew, detective.

This organ is more than 100-years-old.

Father Millburn lets me play from time to time.

- Sister Magdalena, did you know Jennifer Lundy? - I knew of her.

We were after some of the same people for financial support.

Fundraising dollars are pretty scarce right now.

Any idea if Catherine knew her?

[Magdalena] Not that I'm aware of.

If she did, she never mentioned it.

Sister, I think

that the killer, that's Catherine's murderer,

and Jennifer Lundy's murderer...

is the same man...

and that he's a Catholic.

Oh.

And if that's true...

When I was very young I went to a great school in New York City

called St. Bart's For Boys.

We used to call it the fortress.

That's because the outside of the building looked like a medieval fort.

But in fact it was an oasis,

right in the middle of my neighborhood.

The brothers and sisters were very strict, you know.

My butt caught the bamboo more than a few times.

But I didn't hate it.

I didn't hate it, 'cause the rules made me feel important.

You know, it made me feel worth protecting.

- I felt safe. - And then?

[Pembleton] I went to a Jesuit high school, St. Ignatius.

The Jesuits taught me how to think.

I haven't felt safe since.

What kind of man,

what kind of person who believes in God,

turns goodness into the enemy?

Maybe someone who feels left out.

Someone in total despair, who hates himself.

- A fallen angel? - A lost one.

Have you considered that what we're dealing with here

is pure evil?

You believe in that, pure evil? - [Magdalena] Yes, I do.

Are you afraid of it, pure evil?

Yes.

So am I.

[organ echoing]

Guys?

What? What?

What the hell did you think you were doing, Bayliss?

Huh? Did you think it wouldn't matter?

Did you think nobody would notice?

- I mean, I can't even picture it. - What are you talking about?

You had a small gambling problem a few years back

that you thought you'd just maybe leave off a signed notarized affidavit

- swearing you had never been convicted of anything? - Is that what I signed?

The liquor board ain't hardly gonna give us a liquor license now

and it's on account of your little moral lapse.

What was it, Bayliss? Bookmaking, running numbers?

- A pyramid. - [Lewis] Like City of Vegas?

No, no, no, it's like a, you know, a chain letter, a pyramid scheme.

You get a letter telling you to send money to the ten people listed below

and you're supposed to send, you know,

send the letter out to another ten people,

telling them to do the same thing that you did,

only you're supposed to put your name on the new letter.

Then if everyone plays along, you get like a million dollars.

- That was your crime, hmm? - Yeah.

- That was your misdemeanor? - Yeah, yes, I thought it was foolproof at the time.

I didn't know it was illegal until I got arrested,

and I have not responded to another one since, all right?

I swear I haven't, not even those chain letters,

where all you're supposed to send is "good luck."

Those letters usually come with a warning

that a curse will descend upon you

if you throw them away, if you ignore their instructions.

- So I'm being punished, huh? - [Lewis] Mm-hmm.

The letter gods must be really, really angry, Tim,

'cause by signing that application, you committed perjury.

We all know the penalty for that.

You could be looking at ten years.

Handsome guy like yourself behind bars,

probably make a lot of lovely friends.

So, heard anything else on that Lundy jewelry?

[Munch] Well, we've got receipts that may match jewelry...

How could I have been stupid, stupid, stupid?

[Bayliss laughing]

- So, Meldrick, what do you have for me? - [Lewis] Squat.

I traced back Lundy's last three addresses, no fights with neighbors,

no sexual harassment from the landlord.

In fact, the only thing consistent

was all three address had fireplaces.

Okay. Kay?

So far, no mutual friends between Goodrich and Lundy.

Okay, you're not gonna find any either. Munch?

Lundy wore a college ring from SUNY Fredonia.

Fredonia? Isn't that a country in a Marx Brothers movie?

Hey, where the hell is Shabaz? Where's Stepopolis?

It's lunchtime, Frank, people need to eat.

I dunno if you heard about it now,

but a lot of people on this planet need food to live.

Not you, Frank, but a lot of people.

Yeah, no kidding, I'm going for a sandwich. You want one? You want one?

Sure, thanks. Tuna on rye.

Meldrick, be a poodle and get me a chocolate milk and some potato chips, please.

Stan, have we heard back from Quantico?

They just got the packet of information.

They oughta have a profile by the end of the day.

Their day or our day?

- [phone rings] - Homicide.

Yeah, Levarda, what's up? Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Oh, oh, okay, okay, we'll be right down there.

- Frank, you may wanna go with me down to evidence control. - [Pembleton] Why?

There's some guy down there, says he wants to buy

Catherine Goodrich's white cotton gloves.

- Ah, Commissioner Forte. - Yeah?

- Tim Bayliss, sir. - Oh, yes.

Yes, sir, might I have a minute of your time?

- Do you have an appointment? - No.

- Make an appointment. - Well, this is a bit of an emergency, sir.

Well, I can't see you right now.

- Have a seat. - Good.

- Cut yourself? - Yes, sir.

[Russert] Come in.

- Hey. - [Russert] Hi.

Howard's got our work pretty well covered for the day.

Later I've got something I need you to do.

Is this a lead on the case?

No, it's, uh, it's personal.

- Uh-huh. - Beth's invited me over to see the kids.

Uh-huh.

[Fenton] I won't go if you don't want me to go.

Are you asking me as shift commander?

- No. - Then this conversation is completely inappropriate.

- Beau. - Yeah?

[Russert] Have fun with your kids.

[Frederick] Look, I'm a legitimate person here.

I flew all the way from Houston when I heard he was at it again.

What d'you mean "at it again?"

[Frederick] Well, this guy's already killed two women in Butte, Montana.

Then another three in Council Bluffs, Iowa.

White gloves, they all wore them.

The victims, I mean. The women.

This is news to you?

- What did you say your name was again? - Frederick Fuchs.

I came straight here because I wanted to make a request for those gloves.

Or one glove, even. I'm a collector of sorts.

In return, maybe I can help you guys out.

There it is. From the first victim in Butte.

One of the detectives helped me get it.

I made it worth his while but he couldn't give up both of them.

I'm hoping to quadruple my investment once the killer's caught.

Smart move keeping them a secret.

My instincts tell me we're getting real close.

- So, who's that? - [Frederick] Hmm.

David Berkowitz's, father of our country.

He made it himself. Pretty cool, huh?

So, er, Mr. Fuchs,

why don't we go somewhere where we can spread out, okay?

A gambling conviction's a discretionary thing.

I can still approve this application.

But by signing it,

- you perjured yourself. - [Bayliss] Ah, Commissioner--

Owning a bar requires a sense of responsibility, of maturity.

Mr. Forte, you're doing your job,

and believe me, I understand what that's about.

I-- We're on the same side, basically,

we're both working for the city, and there's no one to thank us.

Now, I am not asking for any sort of special consideration.

- Of course. - No, sir, I am not.

And, well, you know, your--

- your best judgement, that's good enough for me, sir. - Thanks.

You know, sir, this, uh, this whole thing with me and the gambling,

you know, sir, it's just college boy silliness is all that is.

And that application right there is an honest,

albeit a stupid and irresponsible oversight on my part,

that I would like to rectify.

So...

right here, sir, Mr. Forte.

I have right here, the real and final application for the liquor board.

Now, if-- if I could just get back that working draft right there,

you know, just a quick swap with that incomplete worksheet,

then we'd be back in business.

What d'you say?

From Ed Gein's grave.

My first prize. I went to the funeral ten years ago.

He was the inspiration for Norman Bates.

- You saw Psycho, right? - I think I see one right now.

How did you first find out about these murders, the ones in Baltimore?

From Nexus News Service. Have to be online to stay on the edge.

Got the basic facts, young women found naked behind churches.

I put two and two together and took the first plane out.

Do you work at all, Mr. Fuchs?

I did. Sales mostly.

Now you could say I'm an entrepreneur of the macabre.

Business is booming.

And you wouldn't happen to know where we can find this guy, would you?

- [Frederick] Me? - Yeah.

Oh, no. I'm just a collector.

I don't meet any of them until after they're in custody.

Yeah, but you seem to know so much about this particular one,

why is that?

He's baffled police from the start.

There's been some downtime. He hasn't killed anyone in a year.

He's clever. No traces.

The only evidence I know about, besides the gloves,

was a wig in Council Bluffs.

- A wig? What kind of wig? - A wig.

Red-headed, found at the scene.

They're pretty sure it's the killer's, that he goes around disguised.

I tried to buy the wig, but I think my timing might've been off on that one.

I can entertain Mr. Fuchs, Frank,

if you feel like you gotta make a call or anything.

I'm usually only interested in the most notorious.

I mean, the really big names.

And I have a serious hunch about this one.

Very media bound.

How about the cassette?

Ah, now this'll be worth something someday.

I've been corresponding with Dahmer.

- Jeffrey Dahmer? - He's a bit of a dud actually.

But he's into that Gregorian sound.

I'm just borrowing it, hoping if he's executed, he'll let me keep it.

Frank Pembleton, Baltimore City Homicide.

Yes, I'll hold. Hey, Meldrick.

Get on the phone to VICAP, give 'em all the details,

see if there are any other cities that know this kind of serial killer.

Yes. Mm-hm.

Well, I'm down here in Baltimore working a multiple

that might bring back some bad memories for you folks.

Dead women with white gloves.

Uh-huh.

Were all the victims Catholics?

Yeah, yeah, that's the same here.

I heard about a wig. A red wig.

- [Felton] Hey. - Hi.

Kay said to stop by, to see the kids. How's it going?

- Good. - Where are they?

At my mom's.

- [Fenton] Even the baby? - Yeah.

- Jesus, Beth, then why-- - [Beth] About your jacket.

- Forget it. - No, it was dumb thing to do, cutting it up like that.

Yeah, you were a little scary.

- I gotta go. - Wait.

Zack's glove.

- I didn't know what to do. - Where's the string?

Here.

You wanna go inside? I'll get you a beer or something.

No, I'd rather stay out here.

Beau, I wanted to say I'm sorry.

You know I-- I made a mistake.

And I want you to come home.

Beth, you know how sometimes a negative can be a positive?

Your making me leave was-- was like a wake-up call.

I've got things I need to figure out, Beth.

And I can't be with you to do it.

But I want you to come home.

We want you to come home. Why can't you figure it out at home?

- With us? - I can't.

Zack's been moping around the house.

You know he sleeps with that damn glove?

Come home, Beau!

- [Fenton] Beth, please. - We're a family.

We should be together.

Let's at least go inside and discuss it, okay? Come on.

I wanted to see the kids!

[emotional music plays]

I just thought, you know...

I just thought we should be alone.

I gotta go.

[*]

[car door closing]

Frank, are we keeping an eye on Fuchs?

We're in no position to rule anybody out at this point.

[Bolander] He's staying at the Tremont. I gave him a lift.

[Giardello] You exploiting some investment options, Stan?

Do you wanna buy Lyle Mendez's wig?

[Bolander] Like Lieutenant Russert says, Fuchs may be our man.

No, no, I confirmed that he was on a 5:00 a.m. flight from Houston.

So he may be weird, but he's not our killer.

Did you get anywhere with the wig?

Yeah, Council Bluffs Homicide is gonna send their wig to us overnight,

and, uh, I still have a call out to the cops in Butte.

So, we're looking for a Catholic cross-dresser?

A well-travelled, murderous transvestite? Come on!

Has VICAP sent over a list of similar crimes out of town?

No, we haven't gotten back to it yet,

but we do have something from Quantico.

- Stan, show her the psychological profile. - [Bolander] Okay.

We are looking for a "psychotic,

organized offender.

Highly intelligent, methodical.

Usually a good talker, stylish dresser.

Likes to collect trophies such as clothing or body parts.

Follows the news, enjoys baiting authorities,

hangs around police stations.

So far it sounds like you, Stan.

- [laughs] - [Bolander] Yeah. Sure.

I don't believe, given the information we've got,

they can come up with a profile of a killer that fits.

I mean, that's voodoo, that's astrology, reading entrails.

It's science, technology, the future, get used to it, Stan.

[Russert] Let's get copies out to everybody anyway, okay?

- [phone rings] - Howard, Homicide.

Frank, it's Butte.

[Pembleton] Hello, Pembleton.

Yeah, thanks for getting back to us so soon.

We got two dead women here, without any clothing, wearing white gloves.

Sound familiar? No, no, no, I-- I haven't heard back from VICAP.

Recover anything at the crime scene?

Her jewelry, clothing,

any articles that might have belonged to the killer or the victim?

No? Um, okay, let me take down your number.

[tense music plays]

[Mike] Over here, I think this is it.

[officer] This is where the guy on the phone said we'd find her.

- Hey, Mike. - [Mike] What you got?

[officer] Naked woman.

[Mike] Behind a church.

Can't see her hands.

Here they are over here.

You wanna call it in?

Not really.

Ask for Pembleton, Frank Pembleton.

It's his case.

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