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You shave your whole body, Mr. Halford?

Uh, `cause it sure looks like you do.

It makes me feel clean.

Well, not to mention how it reduces
trace evidence at the crime scene.

Four women who you met through
your personal ads are dead, strangled.

Is that a coincidence?

What can I say?
I'm unlucky in love.

- Why are you showing me this?
- That's who you're letting get away.

Hey, I'm just the M.E.
If Halford's your guy, arrest him.

I need more evidence
so I can get a warrant.

I'm waiting for the DNA test results
just like you are.

It's gotta be Halford's semen on Ann Seaver.
Blood type's the same, AB.

Unfortunately, that's not enough to
hold up in a court of law, is it?

Look what he's done to these women.

I've seen it Detective Cruz.

The thing is, a DNA test takes three days.

- He's gonna bolt. I don't have three days!
- Alright, what do you want me to do?!

You want me to call the DNA a match right now
just so you can get an arrest warrant?

I'm just saying I don't have three days.

Well, that's how long it takes.

When the labs come in,
you'll be the first to know. Excuse me.

Brad Halford! Boston Police!
Open up!

Let's go! Let's go!

We're clear in here.

Not here, sir.

Well, another day,
another fourteen dollars.

What's the matter?

Nothin'.

Come on, Garret. I know that look.
Somethin's on your mind. What is it?

Brad Halford.

Hasn't the statute of limitations run out
on kicking yourself in the ass?

That case was what, uh four years ago?

Five, but who's counting?

Besides, he's long gone.
You did everything by the book.

Maybe I should have ditched the book.
We had him and he slipped away.

It's Sunday night at ten o'clock.
Why is this eating at you now?

Someone just emailed me this.

Take a look.

Well, looks like Halford's handiwork.

Yeah, but it couldn't be
one of his Boston victims.

It' not. Check the date stamp.

"03.20.04."

This picture was taken yesterday.

CROSSING JORDAN
3x05 Dead or Alive

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ORIGINAL AIR DATE ON NBC:2004/03/21

Not that I'm not flattered,
but I was still back in Kewaunee

during this Halford case,
so why callin' me?

Don't make me get all mushy.

Let's just say I need to be able to trust
who I'm dealing with right now.

That means a lot to me.

You know what? I've always thought
of you as kind of a father figure.

I don't think
I've ever told you that.

No. Let's make sure it's the last time
you do. Whadya got?

Well, carpal-tunnel syndrome from generating
on demand photo analysis in fifteen minutes.

Why the rush?

Oh, I get it. Little bit of cloak
and dagger intrigue, is it?

Just tell us who emailed this photo.

Unfortunately, that's impossible to say.

What about where it was taken?

Looks like Nevada, maybe Arizona.

Actually, it's neither.

See, the telling clue is this
little bit of vegetation right here.

It's Adam's tree, or
fouquieria diguetii.

- It's indigenous to northern Mexico.
- Mexico.

Mm-hm. Now, I couldn't ID the sender,

but I was able to trace the email's origin
back to an internet cafe in Ocampa.

Population five thousand,
hundred miles south of Nogales.

I'll wager that photo was shot
somewhere near there.

I don't think we can keep this
under wraps much longer.

No, I suppose not.

K- keep what under wraps?

It's gonna be big. It's gonna be huge.

I'm gonna go back to the precinct,
I'm gonna do all the paperwork.

We're gonna reopen this case.

This is the kind of the thing that
makes a guy's career.

I'll call you in an hour.

- What am I, chopped liver?
- Rally the troops.

Get `em into the conference room in five.

I'm sure you're all familiar
with the name Brad Halford.

The rich guy who raped and strangled
those women a few years back.

So that's what this is all about.

Yeah, they never caught him, right?

It wasn't for lack of trying.

These are the case files
on his four victims.

Gonna want you to go over them
with a fine tooth comb.

New technology
can turn up new evidence.

So, Bug, you and Nigel start
with blood and tissue samples.

Peter, concentrate on trace.
Jordan, liaise with the Boston PD.

This is priority one, people.

Let's get to it.

Hey, Bug, uh, what does this mean?

Oh, "MS" stands for morgue switchboard.

Means that somebody phoned
about the case.

And these numbers here?

Time code.
All calls to the switchboard are recorded.

Oh. Learn somethin' new every day.

Uh-huh.

You must be Hoyt.

Yeah, that's me. You are?

Your new best friend.
Martin Cruz from the Ninth.

Ah, I recognize your name
from these files.

Yeah, the Halford case.
I was lead detective.

Yeah, you must have heard
I was reopening it.

That's funny. I thought I was doin' that.

I guess this would make me?

My bitch.

Hi, Doctor Cavanaugh.
Brian from AV.

Um, you don't know
me, but I know you.

All those tapes are uh,
calls to the morgue?

Uh, switchboard calls,
autopsy recordings.

I'm pretty much in charge
of the whole archive.

It's quite a responsibility.

Yeah, I'm sure it is.

Yeah, so I heard that
you found the one I'm after.

I went ahead and cued it to the time code.
Just press play.

If you need anything, anything at all,

I'm just down in the basement.

Thanks.

Medical Examiner's Office.

I'm calling about Ann.
Ann Seaver. Sh-

Ma'am, are you alright?

Is she really-- I mean, did he kill her?

Can you give me your name?

Sue. I saw him.
I saw him do it.

You saw him do it.

Sue, can you tell me
what you mean by that?

He was on top of her,

and he was naked, and he didn't have
any hair anywhere on his body.

Sue, let me transfer you to the police.
Sue?

Are you there? Hello?

No, you- you've been a big help,
Doctor Cabrera.

Thank you.

Hospital in Ocampa just matched the photo
to a woman in their morgue, Inez Gonzales.

We've gotten tips Halford's hiding out
in Mexico.

Now we need boots on the ground to see
if she's really one of his victims.

Emmy's booking me a flight as we speak.

I said boots.
I didn't say your boots.

What are you talkin' about?

I autopsied Halford's victims.
I know his moves.

The feeling among some of my colleagues
is this case is too personal for you.

I'm sorry, did you say too personal?

That photo didn't just show up, Garret.

You posted a query
on the Academy of Forensics website,

trolling for cases
that matched Halford's MO.

Yeah, and it got results, didn't it?

You've reposted that query every
three months since Halford got away.

Look, don't expect me to hide the fact
that I think Halford should burn in hell,

but first and foremost, I'm a professional.

If you don't believe that, fire me.

Otherwise, I'm on a plane.

There's a bigger picture here, Garret.

If Halford's in Mexico,
I have to secure cooperation

from a foreign nation and police agencies
on both sides of the border.

This is a very delicate matter.

Delicate's my middle name.

This would only be a fact-finding trip.

You'd have no more legal authority
than a tourist.

- Couldn't even do an autopsy.
- I got it, Renee.

You examine the body, call in the findings
and come home. Are we clear?

Yeah. Clear as we ever are.

I'll leave a light on for ya.

- Gracias.
- De nada.

- Doctor Macy?
- Doctor Cabrera.

- Thanks for meeting me.
- It's my pleasure.

Though, frankly, uh, I'm a bit surprised
by your interest in this case.

I didn't want to go into it on the phone,

but someone anonymously sent me
a photo of Inez Gonzales.

How very strange.

Why would this bring you all the way
from Boston?

If you can take me to her body,
I'll fill you in on the way.

Killer preying on women,

it's not the sort of problem
we face in Ocampa.

Well, that'll change
if Halford's in town.

Can I look over Ms. Gonzales'
autopsy report?

I'm afraid there's been no autopsy.

Why's that?

This is a small town.

Autopsies are done at the facilities in uh,
San Marcos, twenty kilometers from here.

No one has yet picked up her body.

Looks like there's dirt on her heels.

Does this mean something?

Did this man, Halford, uh, murder her?

Yeah.

I've just examined Inez Gonzales's body.

She's got duct tape adhesive
on her wrist.

Rope was Halford's trademark
three-eighths inch hemp. It's him.

Good work, Doctor Macy.

Yeah, the plane's at the airfield
standing by.

Have a safe trip back.

Halford killed her?

Yes, but that won't help me prosecute
him for the murders he committed here.

Wait a minute. Why not?

Even if we extradite him,
our case against him is cardboard.

But they found his DNA
on Ann Seaver's body.

That's all we've got.

Halford didn't leave behind
a shred of physical evidence

linking him to the other murders.

He can afford the best legal team
money can buy.

They'll argue that he just had sex
with Ann Seaver.

And the truth is, the jury'll buy it.

Unless, of course, we had other proof.

I'm guessing that's where
the big ass tape deck comes in.

- Who's on the tape?
- An eyewitness.

I need you guys to find her for me.

I'm calling about Ann. Ann Seaver.

- Can you give me your name?
- Sue.

This should be a piece of cake.

All we've got to do is
find this woman Sue--

if that's even her real name--
off of a five-year-old phone call.

You don't like the leg work,
you shouldn't have been a cop.

And miss the special time that
we're spending together? No way.

Look, when you're done with
the wise ass, we need to get this tape analyzed by the FBI ASAP.

That's a lot of letters in a row, boss.

- You know anybody over there?
- Not really.

Me, neither. So we're looking
at a five to ten day wait,

and I don't think that's gonna make
our lady D.A. friend very happy.

You got any better ideas?

Matter of fact, I do.

I take it now you intend
to visit the crime scene?

No, I wish I could.
I've got a plane to catch.

I mistakenly thought you had an interest
in this dead woman.

Well, I'm just here to examine the body.
Our police'll coordinate with yours--

You're not in Kansas anymore,
Doctor Macy.

Things here happen slowly.

Sometimes they don't happen at all.

You mean like the autopsy.

Not just that.

One of our nurses drove by the crime
scene the night of the murder.

She saw a car speeding away.

When she realized it might be the killer
fleeing the scene, she called the police.

They still have not contacted her
to get a statement.

You think this murder's being covered up?

This much I can promise you.

By the time our police coordinate,
your Mister Halford will be long gone.

Is there a hotel in town?

The El Adobe. Uh, one of the taxis out
front can take you there.

Okay. Thank you.

I'm calling about Ann.

Ann Seaver. Sh-

Ma'am, are you alright?

Is she really-- I mean--

First of all, um,
after painstaking analysis,

I- I found no background noise that could
help us identify the caller's location.

Great.
Off to a promising start.

Tell us what you did find, Nigel.

You did find something, right?

Woodrow, have I ever let you down?

The glautopulses show
that Sue's vocal chords

have not suffered
from the ravages of time.

Ergo, I would place her age
to be early twenties.

I could tell that just by listening.

Excuse me, but I've been up
all night laboring over this.

Alright, I'm doing you a favor.

Not so far, you're not.

He was on top of her. / Sue, can you
tell me what you mean by that?--

That is a low battery alarm
from her cordless phone.

Now, those particular beeps originate
from a Totaphone,

model seven-five-O, to be precise.

I mean, we're supposed to track down Sue
based on some kind of phone she used?

I thought you were all
about the leg work, man?

The bigger question is, uh,
if you find her, what do you do then?

- Who the hell is this?
- Don't go there.

Oh, this ought to be good.

Uh, excuse me. Jordan Cavanaugh.

Doctor Macy assigned me
to liaise on this case.

Well, when I need liaising,
I'll give you a ring, okay?

Yeah. Hey, what do I know?
I'm just the one who found the tape.

So, back to my question.
What are you gonna do when you find her?

Well, not that it's any of your business,
but I'll get her to give up her story.

Sure, I'll bet she'll cuddle
right up to you.

Listen to her voice.
So scared she can barely breathe.

I think she's still scared./ Did he kill
her? / Can you give me your name?

So you feel her pain.
Congratulations.

Sue didn't call nine-one-one.
She called our morgue.

When the operator tried to transfer her
to the police, she hung up.

She never came forward.

Does that sound like someone
who wants to the cops?

So what? She'da talked to you?

Yeah, I get where she's coming from.

Well, get where I'm coming from, okay?

Nobody's gonna talk
to that girl unless they got a badge,

and that's gonna be me.

I have a badge.

- No mas, no mas, no mas--
- No ma-

- Okay, thank you very much--
- Look, who does he think he is?

Look, who is this guy?

Unfortunately, he's the one in charge,
and he has zero sense of humor...

- Just-- But he, you know--
- so I got to put you on the bench.

Thank you, Jordan.

Un momento, por favor. Okay?

Esta bien, amigo.

Hello.

Uh, Bug, I need a favor.

Doctor Macy, weren't you supposed
to be back last night?

I heard that Walcott's got her panties
in a bunch.

Well, let me worry about her panties.

You got the Halford files handy?

Yeah, they're right here.

Alright, go to the photos from victim three,
Linda Rayton.

Cops took a picture of Halford at the funeral.

Okay, here it is.

Looks like he's leaving flowers
at her grave.

The flowers, describe `em to me.

Okay. And after that,
I'd welcome an explanation.

Alright, I see red roses,
purple irises and one yellow sunflower.

You still there?

Thanks, Bug. I gotta go.

Listen, my friend,
you see this- this flower shop?

Right.

Macy.

What the hell are you doin'?

I had to change the game plan a little.

No, Garret. Any investigation of Halford
has to go through proper channels.

That works in Boston.
Doesn't work here.

Look, I put my ass on the line
sending you down there.

Now, you put yours on a plane
and get back here now.

You are jeopardizing this entire case.

Breakin' up, Renee.

You son of a bitch.

Look out!

- Esta bien?
- Si. Madre de dios.

I'll call you back.

Susan Mayall, I'm Detective Cruz.
This is Detective Hoyt.

Hi, how are you?

Thank you so much for coming it.

Didn't sound like I had a choice.

What is this about?

Ann Seaver's murder.

I don't know anyone by that name.

I'm pretty sure that's a lie.

I want to apologize on behalf
of Detective Cruz.

He's a tad cranky today.

I get it. He's playing bad cop?

Actually, he's not playing.
He's genuinely bad.

The point is, a woman named Sue

made an anonymous call on
the Ann Seaver murder five years ago,

and that call was made
on a phone just like this.

You ever own one of these?

Are you sure? Because you sent in
for the twenty dollar manufacturer's rebate.

Okay, so I had one. So?
So did a lot of people.

Yeah, but uh, they didn't live
in Ann Seaver's building.

You did. Come on, Sue.

Help us out here.
Just a couple questions.

Look at me. Look at me.

There's an easy way
and there's a hard way.

I didn't know any Ann Seaver

and I don't have to talk to you.

I'm late for work.

See what you did?
You scared the crap out of her.

She's just regrouping.

Woman's held out for five years,

and it's gonna take a lot more
than your boyish charm.

Great. Well, next time,
we'll do it your way.

You can hit her in the face with a phone book.

Whatever it takes.

Excuse me.

Well--

Listen to me.
They were for Inez Gonzales.

She was killed.
She was / Hey!

Was it an American who bought `em?!
Tell me!

Doctor Macy. / Doctor Cabrera,
just the man I want to see.

What happened to your forehead?

Don't worry about it.
Listen, Halford is in town.

I think he's killed more women
than Inez Gonzales,

but I need your help to find him.

As you can imagine, I'm not getting
a whole lot of bienvenido around here,

- and since my Spanish isn't fluent--
- I'm sorry, I uh, I can't right now.

Well- well, why is that?

Someone leaning on you?

I have a wife and three children.

Yeah? Where does
that leave Inez Gonzales.

Don't get self-righteous with me.

What you can dish it out,
but you can't take it?

The man who killed her is here.

Now, do you want to do
somethin' about it or not?

I have to live in this world, Doctor Macy.

You're just passing through.

Okay, there is no way a rich gringo
like Halford sets shop

in this town without people knowin'.

So if you happen to figure out
where he is,

you know where to find me.

So, eh, you find Sue?

Which part of "bench" didn't you grasp, Jordan?

Gosh, Coach. Guess I didn't grasp any of it.

Yeah, we found her.

Really? Well, I guess Cruz is
a little more on the ball than I thought.

So did she really see
Halford attack Ann Seaver?

Yeah, but she wouldn't talk about it,
and it's not like we could hold her.

You, wai- wai- wait.

You and El Guapo brought her here
for questioning?

Oh, great. Couple big thugs sidle up
to a woman who witnessed a rape

and go straight for the jugular.Typical.

I didn't sidle. He sidled.
He's DIC.

Yeah, exactly.
A big D-I-C.

Detective In Charge.
He's calling the shots.

I'm just riding shotgun.

If I so much as second guess
this guy. Jordan.

Jordan, don't you even think about it.

Eh, think about what.
You're gonna go see her, I know it.

I'm sorry, Detective.
If I told you what I was gonna do,

you might be put in a position
where you'd have to lie to your superior.

Jordan.

Be gentle.

Always am.

Am I being too subtle for you guys?

I got nothing to say.

See, I think you've got so much to say,
you don't know where to begin.

You don't know me, okay?

I know what I heard on that tape.

I know what's happened
since you made that call.

For the past four years,
you've been working at the same coffee shop,

living in the same studio apartment.

No friends, no relationships.

Whatever happened with Ann Seaver,
it stopped you in your tracks.

Don't let it, Susan.

Let me help you.

You know, at least the cops didn't insult me
by pretending to care.

I'm not pretending.

I know you went through something horrific.
I know I've been there.

I can see that.

And what's broken isn't fixed.
So why should I listen to you?

Because Halford's killing again.

Right now, no one can stop him but you.

You've got to face this,
Susan, or you'll never get past it.

You don't get past some things.

The best you can do is get away
from `em. I've done that.

You may not think a lot of my life,

but it works for me.

I can't go back there.

I think the genie's out of the bottle.

If that's true,
then there's no place left for me.

Hold that pose.

You want my wallet,
it's over there on the table.

Oh, I'm lookin' at pickin' up a way
bigger payday than that.

Then break into a classier hotel.

Brad Halford, where is he?

I have no idea.

- Do you mind if I sit up?
- Slowly.

Why do you care about Halford?

I got my heart set on pickin' up
that two hundred grand bounty.

Like I said, I don't know where he is.

How'd you track him to Ocampa?

I didn't. I tracked you.

His trail went cold about eight
months ago in Cuernavaca.

Then I get a call from my
contact at Boston PD,

says that Garret Macy's flying
down to Ocampa.

Same Garret Macy that
autopsies Halford's victims.

I figure you know somethin' I don't.

I know that he killed Inez Gonzales.

I doubt that she's the only one.

My cell phone number's on here.

You cross his path,
you better give me a call.

I am gonna pick up
that two hundred grand.

I'm already huntin' one man.
Don't you make it two.

Hello.

The man you are looking for, he lives...
north of town on Camino Santa Fe,

um, seven kilometers uh,
past the water tower.

Doctor Cabrera, you sent me
that photo, didn't you?

Don't ask me for any more.
I've done all I can for you.

Now, you look lost friend.

Stranger in a strange land.

Halford, you know who I am
and I know who you are.

You're mistaking me for someone else.

But uh, even if you're right,

what's it get you?

Gets you in prison for murder.

Now, wouldn't that require proof
of some sort?

Or did you just expect me to blurt out
something incriminating?

For starters, there's that trace evidence
you're trying to sweep up

from the trunk of that car.

I bet it came from
Inez Gonzales's body, right?

Inez Gonzales, I know that name.

Uh, she's the one the hospital
cremated by accident.

And such a shame.

Now her murder's virtually unsolvable.

Plus, it eliminates any basis
for extradition.

The rules are different here, Doctor Macy.

Just where do you think that leaves you?

- I love this country.
- You're gonna make a mistake.

I don't make many.

All it takes is one.

Susan.

I'm here to talk about Ann Seaver.

Then I'd like to call in someone
who can help us with that.

I don't want a shrink.

Look, Susan, I don't feel qualified.

You let the genie out of the bottle.
Now, you're gonna listen.

Okay.

I used to see Ann Seaver around.

The lobby, the laundry room, you know?

I mean, we weren't friends or anything.

I lived in one fourteen.
She lived in two fourteen.

The reason I know that is because
the mailman used to leave her mail

in my box sometimes by mistake.

Which is what happened that night.

I went upstairs to give Ann her mail.

I saw the peephole go dark,
someone looking through.

And then a man opened the door.

And he was naked.

But before I could scream, he dragged
me inside, threw me on the ground.

Duct-taped my hands and my mouth.

Then he went back to raping Ann.

She was tied to the bed.

He left the door open, you know,

so that I could see
what he was doing to her,

what he was gonna do to me.

But I found my keys in my pocket,
and I got `em out and I-

I sort of started to saw
through the duct tape, you know.

Somehow, I got through it, and um,

I cut through the tape
and I got the hell out.

What happened then?

I ran back to my apartment,
and I um,

I hid in the closet all night,
maybe longer.

I don't know why I did that.

You were in shock from
a terrible traumatic experience.

I should have called the police. I mean,
why didn't I call the police?

Uh, it's Halford's fault
that she's dead, it's not yours.

I'll never really believe that.

While he killed Ann, I did nothing.

You can do something now, Susan.

You can do something now.

Macy.

Hey. Here I am about to beg you
to stop what you're doing

before you wreck your career.

How's that for irony?

Case review turn up anything?

No, and kudos on
how you changed the subject.

I thought maybe we had a lead,
but uh, it didn't pan out.

Halford's got rid of the body.
Looks like he's gonna skate.

Have you ever thought
about why we do this, Garret?

Obsessively attach ourselves
to these crimes.

In this case, to get justice.

Yeah, but how far do we take that?

I mean, what if getting justice means
destroying someone's life?

What do we do then?

Guess it depends on the life.

Come home, Garret.
This isn't worth it.

Wait a minute.

I take it we're changing the subject again.

Inez Gonzales had dirt on her heels.

- From what?
- I don't know.

Witness saw a car fleeing the area
where she was found.

I think he was dumping the body,
and that's when the witness interrupted him.

He was dragging her.

That explains how her feet got dirty.

But if he was dragging her?

Where was he dragging her to?

This is where Halford put
the rest of his women, huh?

Yeah, it looks that way.

You and I both know the only place
this man's gonna stand trial is in the states.

Now, I can hustle him across
the border inside an hour,

but you gotta tell me where he is.

Charges won't stick in Boston.

Then again, Boston's worlds away.

Meaning what?

My two hundred grand
gets paid out by the FBI.

Family of one of the victims is willing
to match that reward, dead or alive.

Your call, Doctor Macy.

Either way, it works for me.

Ah. Well, Detective Cruz.

Isn't it just like old times?

You had no case then
and you still don't.

I wouldn't bet on that.

Does she ring a bell for you, Halford?

That's him.

Took five years, but now it's over.

Yeah.

You know, I think things
between us got off to bad start

with the crack about shoving
your badge up your, you know--

Don't worry, I've heard worse.

This is a good thing, what you did here.

Not for her.

She'll have to relive it all,

get grilled on the stand
by Halford's lawyers.

What's gonna be left of
her when that's over, huh?

Hey, we did what we had to do.

You and me, we work the same streets,
just different sides.

That doesn't make us pals, Cruz.

So far, not a big fan.

That's alright.
You know, I grow on people.

So does fungus.

Long time, no see.

When were you planning
to return my calls?

This wasn't premeditated, Renee.

I went down to Ocampa and--

And what? The heat got you?

This is a breach of trust on
so many levels.

I'm sorry. Beyond that,
I don't know what to say.

Not good enough.

Well, it's all I've got right now.

Well, I'll be needin' a whole lot more.

So, what's your punishment?

Writing "I will not disobey"
fifty times on the blackboard?

Yeah, somethin' like that.

Cheer up, man.

You bagged Halford, got some justice.

Yeah, I guess it's never that simple.

You know, I think of myself
as a moral and clearheaded man.

I don't make decisions from an emotional place.

In other words you're the anti-me.

I lost my way down there, Jordan.

I almost had him killed.

But you didn't.

But you don't know how close I came.

And I would have gotten
away with it, too.

Well, I guess it's like you once told me,

uh, it's the dead bodies that are easy.

The living ones get
a little more complicated.

Yeah.

Well, thanks.

Sometimes you need to cross that line.

It's just a matter of how far.

You never would have done it, Garret.

You may not know
that about yourself, but I do.

It's not who you are.

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