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In this city of night,

in this city of millions,

there are countless stories.

This is one

of two loverswho shared a bond

that changed their livesforever.

It is my story.

How compassion opened my heart

to a world where goodnessand truth were stronger

than hate or fear.

Then... one day,

she was taken from me

by the forces of evilshe had battled so bravely.

And now, alone with her memory,yet armed with her courage,

I have sworn to fightthose who would kill

or harm or destroy,

in the hope that one day

I will findwhat all men seek to find--

my destiny.

Mr. Burch...

That's some beautiful music.

Sweet music, Mr. Burch.

Sweet and sad.

You know me?

Well, everyone knows Elliot Burch,

but I'd be mighty proud to shake your hand.

The honor's mine...

Name's Clarence.

You can hear me most Wednesdays down at the mission on Delancy,

if you like.

Donations are gratefully accepted.

What was that he was playing?

A saxophone.

Found your comet yet?

It's too faint.

We're fighting New York City--

all this light pollution.

I suppose we should be grateful

we can still see the moon, huh?

Well, maybe it's just a beggar's comet.

A what?

You know-- Julius Caesar.

Come on, I know you read Julius Caesar.

Ninth grade; it's required.

Oh, please, please. I just taught it last month.

The training bra and braces-- I'm still trying to forget.

Well, I'd better be heading home.

I'm subbing in the South Bronx tomorrow.

I'm going to need all the sleep I can get.

I'll call you.

So...

it begins again.

It never ended.

It's like a nightmare.

He's killing me, Vincent.

Inch by inch.

His name is Gabriel.

This is important to him, somehow.

Gold.

It's interesting. Looks old.

Where did you get this?

From the hand of the hunter he sent to kill me.

But he took it off... in the end.

You don't know what you ask of me.

If I go on with this, I'm risking...

Everything.

I built a sand castle once.

I couldn't have been more than eight years old.

It was a wonderful sand castle-- walls and turrets.

It must have been six feet high.

Then the tide came in.

Gabriel is the tide, Vincent.

He's washing away everything that I've built in my life.

He's washing away my dreams.

Dreams can be dreamt again.

Sand castles can be rebuilt.

Catherine said you were a fighter.

Catherine was wrong about many things.

Sometimes in my sleep, I see another world...

a world where I died in Catherine's place.

I see her walking in the sunshine,

laughing...

I watch her grow old,

reading to her children,

cradling her grandchildren in her arms...

a happy life.

The life that she was born to live,

the life that she deserved.

It seems so real, and if...

somehow I could make it so, then...

The grave is a fine and a private place.

It's not much to go on...

but I'll see what I can find.

Elliot.

Be careful.

I think it's a little late for that.

My apologies.

He was found on the helipad.

Yes, of course.

It's Snow.

His ring?

He wasn't wearing a ring.

Get this out of my sight!

What, uh... what, what do you want me to do?

Find me the ring.

I'll take care of it.

Uh, will you be rejoining your guests?

No.

Get rid of them.

I'll be in the nursery.

Let's go over it one more time.

What happened after you took Burch to the park?

He told us to wait at the car while he went on a walk.

Burch pays you, what, 40,

50 grand a year as a bodyguard,

and you just let him go waltzing off in Central Park

alone at 2:00 a.m.?

Mr. Burch pays me 63-5 a year to do what he tells me.

And he told me to wait at the car.

How long did you wait?

I don't know, maybe 15, 20 minutes.

That's when you heard the gunshots?

Yes.

So what do you think?

Well, I just got here.

Fill me in on the highlights.

He puts Burch in the park

at the same time Moreno was killed.

Claims he saw blood on his clothing.

What about a motive?

Money.

Marina was costing Burch millions.

And that's not all.

Pierson claims he was paid a hundred grand

to hush up what happened in the park.

So, so look at his bank deposits.

Yeah, we did.

It checks out.

I think we gotta go for a search warrant, Joe.

Blood stains on Burch's clothes

would nail it down.

Then do it.

Elliot Burch.

Can you believe it?

No.

The case is bogus, Joe.

Somebody set the whole thing up.

Well, then somebody did a damn good job.

Look, do you think I have a choice here?

I've got motive, I've got opportunity,

and I've got a witness.

Look me in the eye.

Tell me you honestly believe

that Elliot Burch ripped these two guys into pieces.

Oh, come on, Joe.

Don't let them use you.

You're better than that.

Go with your instincts.

I don't like this any better than you do,

but when I moved into this office, I took an oath.

Can you come over to my loft later tonight?

Why?

'Cause I think there's some things you need to see.

As we remember Steven and Sam,

let us remember more than our grief.

Let us always remember...

their faces.

The sound of their laughter.

The joys they shared with us.

Sam lived a very full life,

but Steven was scarcely more than a child.

They both died too soon,

their lives cut short by a brutal intruder.

They were armed only with their courage,

but they died as bravely as any soldier.

We will always remember how much we loved them.

And let us never forget how much they loved us.

Let these waters carry them to every part of our tunnels,

and to every corner of our world.

Stephen...

and Sam...

will always be part of us.

Brooke.

It's time to go.

No.

I won't leave him.

He's gone, child.

I don't care.

Just tap into the CaymanIsland cash reserves.

We used that cash to shore up the Battery project.

Well, then sell the damned site.

Sell it? We can't sell it, Elliot.

It's already been attached.

Haven't you been listening to a thing I've said?

It's over.

Well, what's that supposed to mean?

It means I'm going to recommend

that we file for Chapter 11 immediately.

Maybe I'll still be able to salvage something.

He's done this.

Gabriel...

Okay.

What we have to do is to find him.

Find him?

You can't even prove that he exists.

Elliot,

you don't need an attorney.

You need a shrink.

What can I do for you?

Well, you can begin by telling me

exactly what happened that night at the carousel.

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

I think you do.

I think you saw everything that happened that night,

and I think you know who Vincent is.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

I'm sorry.

You're a lousy liar, Mr. Burch.

You know, there are people...

who would say that I was a very, very good liar.

Maybe at one time, but, uh... you're out of practice.

Why don't you talk to me?

Why don't you tell me

what you're thinking and what you know?

It's the only way you're going to save yourself.

I, uh...

I think it's time for you to go.

Listen...

You can hear it if you try.

Vincent!

Leave us, Mouse.

Talk to me, Vincent.

Tell me.

Listen, Father.

What do you hear?

Only the wind.

There's music in that sound, if you know how to listen.

Catherine taught me that.

And you can hear it still?

Only in my memories.

The rest...

is silence.

The hunter came for me.

Because he did, two of my friends are dead.

You risked your life to protect us.

You've always kept our world safe from harm.

And I cannot allow myself to endanger our world now.

What happened...

will never happen again.

I must go, Father.

Go?

Where?

Away. Somewhere separate and apart.

Don't do this, Vincent.

This is the only home I've ever known,

but I must leave it in order to keep it safe.

Don't make this parting any harder.

I tried to make a world free from fear and violence.

We cannot always choose the roads we walk.

Be careful, Vincent.

The road you walk could cost you more than your life.

It could cost you yourself.

I know the dangers, Father.

That's why I must walk this road alone.

I'm placing you under arrest

for the murder of John Moreno.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford an attorney,

one will be provided for you.

Do you understand these rights that I'm reading to you?

What the hellare you afraid of?

Everything you tell me

is protected by attorney-client privilege,

you know that.

I've told you everything I can.

Damn it, Richards, you've known me ten years.

You can't seriously believe that I...

What I believe is not important.

It's what I can make a jury believe...

If I'm going to defend you, I need to know what happened.

Whatever you say, Elliot, doesn't have to leave this room.

Who are you protecting?

Tell me.

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

I'll try and arrange bail.

You should be out of here by tomorrow at the latest.

In the meantime,

you're going to have to do some hard thinking.

You're not going to like it in Attica, I warn you.

The food is lousy.

He's a beautiful boy.

He's strong.

When are you going to name him?

He has a name.

Oh?

Snow always learned their names.

And then he killed them.

When you know a man's true name...

you can own him.

And how's Mr. Burch?

Having a rather bad day, I'm afraid.

Then play the Judas card.

I saw the press conferenceon the evening news.

That wasn't my idea.

You don't bust a guy like Elliot Burch

and figure no one's going to notice.

Relax, Joe. I know how the game is played.

You don't have to explain it to me.

Come here.

What's up?

Whoever killed Cathy Chandler

was not the same person who brought her home.

Now what makes you think that?

Vincent brought her home, Joe.

He brought her home because he loved her.

Oh, come on.

Look at these pictures.

Moreno and Cates were ripped to pieces.

Claw marks on the bones,

torn flesh, heavy bruising, heavy bleeding.

Yeah, I read the autopsies.

Coroner says it looked

more like an animal attack than a murder.

Now I ran a computer check just to see if there were

any other instances of the same M.O.

in the last three years.

I remember these cases,

but what do they have to do with ours?

The earliest was eight months

after Cathy Chandler came to work for you.

A third of them tie into cases that she was involved with.

All circumstantial.

You can't prove a damn thing.

Vincent?

Where'd you get this?

Drainage tunnel under the park.

Did you know there are hundreds of unmapped tunnels

underneath this city, with access through Cathy's subbasement?

So?

So?

I don't know.

What kind of roses did she like?

What do I look like, her florist?

The only way that you can get a red and a white rose

to grow off of the same bush

is with a special graft, did you know that?

Maybe she couldn't make up her mind.

Joe, there's a language to flowers.

The red rose means passion and love

and the white rose is eternity or death.

Now, somehow, I don't know how,

but somehow Vincent knew whenever she was in trouble,

and he came to her.

He was her protector.

You sound like you know this guy.

Well, sometimes I feel like I do.

Let's say I buy this for a second, okay?

Where is he now?

Somewhere. I don't know.

Somewhere?

He's close.

Mr. Burch, how nice to meet you at last.

I've heard so much about you.

Who the hell are you?

Jonathon Pope.

You're being released, Mr. Burch,

pending arraignment, of course.

Where's Richards? He set this up?

I'm afraid Mr. Richards has had to take himself off the case.

His little girl is missing.

Very sad.

Who sent you?

A friend.

Just think of him as the player on the other side.

Gabriel.

He's a great admirer of yours.

And he's very anxious to meet you.

Shall we?

He's waiting for you.

I trust you know the way.

Will I be coming back?

That's entirely up to you, Mr. Burch.

Why do people put flowers on graves?

Do they really think it makes death smell sweeter?

Why'd you bring me here?

Does it make you uncomfortable?

Only the company.

Elliot...

the war's over.

In a month, you'll be bankrupt.

In a year, you'll be in prison.

Half your people are already mine.

You're lying.

Maybe I am.

How will you ever be sure?

Machiavelli wrote

that... a wise prince knows it's better to be feared than loved.

Look around you.

All these tombstones.

All these wasted possibilities.

There's no reason for us to be enemies, Elliot.

There's your reason.

Catherine Chandler.

You know, if I had known

all the trouble it would cause,

I would never have killed her.

But... it's done.

There she lies.

If you want to lie down beside her, so be it.

But I had heard that you were a more... practical man.

Maybe I was... once.

She changed me.

I don't think so.

What do you mean?

I know you.

You don't know anything about me.

I know you.

I know where you came from.

I watched you climb.

I know the price you paid.

Rung by rung.

The world is run by mice.

But you and I, we're different.

We belong to an earlier time.

500 years ago, we would have been conquerors, kings.

Smaller men would have showered us with titles,

triumphs.

After we died, they would have built us pyramids.

You've come so far.

You've pulled yourself up out of the dirt.

Halfway to the stars.

Do you really want to throw it all away

for the sake of a woman who never loved you?

She...

She what?

She told him everything about you.

She told you nothing about him.

She kept his secrets.

Your dreams meant nothing to her.

She loved him.

And she bore him a child.

I didn't take her away from you, Elliot,

he did.

But I can give it all back to you, Elliot.

Everything you've lost.

Wealth... power.

I can help you, Elliot.

Together, we can build towers

that will last for a thousand years.

Or... you can have this.

Can I help you, Mr. Burch?

Do I look like I need help?

Poor men aren't the only ones who lose their way.

I know my way.

Don't you want the money?

I'll see that he gets your note.

No charge.

Not for the note-- for the music.

Vincent!

You scared me.

Remember that fear.

I could help keep you alive.

How did you find me?

You can't hide from Mouse.

Want to help.

There's nothing you can do.

Plenty Mouse can do.

Building, fixing, finding and taking.

Dying?

I've buried too many of the people I love.

This is something I must do alone.

Mouse was alone once.

Alone is bad.

Worse than bad.

Worse than worst.

What was in the note?

Hope.

"The paths of glory lead but to the grave."

Her grave.

Father, I...

had to find you.

Ask you...

was it because of me that Vincent went away?

No, child.

Come in.

Vincent left because he had to.

Because he loved us.

And because his destiny lies up there now.

Beneath those stranger stars.

You're sure Burch will go through with it?

He's come this far.

The first step is the hard one.

And afterwards?

He's served his purpose.

Elliot.

Vincent, come here.

I've got something to show you.

What's wrong, Elliot?

You're what's wrong.

Look at you.

I could have given Cathy the whole world.

What'd you give her?

All I could,

all I... had, all I was.

The message was a lie.

Get out of here, now.

You were a fool to trust me.

Go, now.

Catherine trusted you.

No...

Let me help you, Elliot.

Vincent!

Take this.

Go!

You wouldn't leave me.

Damn right I would.

You're lying again.

Why do people always disappoint me, Pope?

Enough.

Blow it.

Father, what's wrong?

When beggars die, there are no comets seen.

The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.

Don't be afraid.

It's over.

You're safe now.

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