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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 changedtheir lives forever.

It is my story.

How compassion opened my heart

to a world wheregoodness and truth

were strongerthan 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.

In the hours before dawn,the empty streets belong to me.

But there is nowhere to go.

The lights have gone offin Elliot's tower.

A cold wind blows across therooftop where Catherine died.

Last night...

I found myself drawnto her terrace once again.

There were strangers inside--a family--

and their happiness...

cut me like a knife.

They do not know.

None of them know.

Outside their lights,the darkness presses close.

Why can't they feel it?

The darkness weighs so heavily.

A shadow has fallenacross my soul.

So much rage.

Where is the hope?

Rolley.

We want you to stay.

The music that you bring to us

is very beautiful, but...

you... are the one that we love.

It's done. Just finish up.

How is he, Father?

He's fortunate.

The first bullet passed clean through him.

Had it been a few inches lower...

He's going to have a hard time ahead.

He needs all his strength, courage...

He's going to need help.

He has his friends around him now.

People who love him.

Vincent, why don't you come home?

Rolley is not the only one that needs you.

I can't, Father.

The children ask about you every day.

They miss you.

The children have you...

and Mary and all the others,

but Catherine's child, my son...

I know.

Look, why don't you just stay for the night, hmm,

until Rolley wakes up?

Oh... Mm....

Oh... ah.

Hey. Hey, Alex, how are you?

Say hi to Aunt Diana, honey.

No.

Ooh.

Sorry, I forgot your birthday.

How old are you now, hmm?

Four. Four. Hmm.

It's a tough age.

The whole world revolves around you.

I've got a present for you.

Aren't you going to say thank you?

Oh...

Oh...

God, she's beautiful.

But very independent.

Everyone says she reminds them of you.

Hmm.

You're safe now, Rolley.

Safe with friends.

Do you remember what happened?

I was running.

I got shot.

Guy at the...

at the liquor store.

I was ripping him off.

He'll rest for a while now.

What is it, Father?

He's going to recover, isn't he?

From the gunshot wound, yes.

But you've seen his arms, Vincent.

Rolley is a heroin addict, you knew that.

His habit has built up a tolerance to morphine.

I might have to give him as much as five times the dosage

I would give anyone else

just to numb the pain.

You don't have it?

Well, I can only send word to Peter,

but there's only so much he can do, and you see,

even if we do get the drugs,

we're walking a very thin line here.

Too much morphine, we risk an overdose.

Too little and...

Then you're saying that Rolley might die?

Well, if I ration the morphine

and monitor it day and night,

I can keep him out of danger.

But I can't keep him out of pain.

Views like this are the one thing

I really miss from the city.

So, um... tell me what's happening with Mark.

I don't know.

We haven't really had much time for each other lately.

You mean you haven't had much time for him.

No. The work...

It's not really the work.

Yeah...

I'm sorry.

I like Mark.

Yeah, me, too.

Did anything ever happen to you that was so....

so different, so unusual

that it just, it changed everything?

I don't know.

I mean everything.

The way the faces looked

when you passed them by on the street.

The way you felt when you woke up in the morning.

The things you dreamt about at night.

This is about a man,

isn't it?

I don't know.

Maybe someday I'll be able to talk about it.

Try and lie still, Rolley.

Your wounds need time to heal.

It hurts, Vincent.

I feel those holes in me...

burning like fire inside.

Father's given you an injection.

Not enough, Vincent.

Didn't do nothing.

Help me, Vincent.

I'm here.

I won't leave you.

This guy on Fourth... the Bowery.

Name's Tony.

He's got what I need, Vincent.

You don't want this, Rolley.

You don't need it.

Vincent, please.

It hurts so bad.

Rolley, those drugs are poison.

They're what brought you here.

Only...

...this once.

Let me go for Father.

Vincent, I swear...

the last time.

I want... I want to kick it...

get clean.

I will. I promise.

I ain't gonna make it otherwise.

Please. I am begging you.

I need a friend.

Come on. Come on.

Not bad.

Not good either.

Get over here.

Do better next time,

or maybe I do better next time.

And you wouldn't like that.

Get out of here.

Tony.

Could be.

Who wants to know?

A friend of Rolley's.

He's in terrible pain.

Ain't that too bad.

Maybe I should send flowers.

Rolley thinks you can help him.

Help him?

Yeah, I'll help him.

I'll help bury him, hmm?

You already did that.

Geez, let go of me, man!

Come on, I got money.

I'll give you money.

I don't want your money. And keep your poison.

Then what do you want?

I want it to stop.

Who the hell are you?

Your nightmare.

No!

No!

The next time I see you here...

I'll kill you.

Okay Jerry, okay.

You ain't gonna believe this, man.

So don't tell me.

This guy said he was going to kill me!

Was he in the middle of his dinner?

It wasn't human, man.

He had a face like some animal.

Cut it, Tony.

Just tell me straight-- what'd you lose?

Geez, not in here.

What the hell's wrong with you?

I didn't lose nothing, Jerry.

I had a good night, until this crazy comes along.

He had claws, man.

Claws, sure.

Jerry, I'm telling you the truth.

He almost ripped my arm off.

Look.

How the hell

did that happen?

I told you,

I'm not going back there, Jerry.

No way.

I gotta talk to the man.

You wait right here, you got that?

You'd damn well better be here when I get back.

You understand?

Yeah, sure, Jerry.

We got a problem.

Where's Horner? Upstairs.

HORNER Sounds to me like your man Tony

has been samplingthe merchandise.

I'm telling you, Horner,he's not the type.

Jerry, they're all the type.

But I know this kid.

I never seen him so scared.

Oh, yes, by something with claws.

The big bad wolf.

You didn't see his arm.

His... his wrist was all ripped up...

What's your point, Jerry?

Something happened out there tonight.

And we'd damn well better find out what.

All right.

I'll take care of it.

It's going to be all right, Rolley.

It's going to be all right.

One incident by itselfmeans nothing, but...

if Jerry is right,

it could mean the start of something larger.

We can't be too careful.

Move away.

Now.

Hold on a second. We got some kind of problem.

Please...

stay away.

Please don't.

Please... please don't hurt me, please.

No.

No... no...

Please...

No... no! Please!

Hey, Joe! Joe, I got something here.

Guy got crisped pretty good,

so you figure the fire did him, right?

But then there's these weird cuts on the abdomen.

Five parallel gashes, like he got clawed or something.

Harry, I want autopsies on all these guys right away, okay?

Now. Sure. Sure.

Come on, just stay behind the line.

We're sending them over to County...

Rolley.

Rolley?

Rolley!

Rolley!

Rolley, are you in here?

Rolley?

Please, Rolley, wait.

Please.

You shouldn't be out of bed, you know.

It's far too early.

You were leaving, weren't you?

You know, one of our helpers

have found some more morphine for you.

It'll be here soon.

How soon? Tomorrow, we hope...

Now, please be patient, Rolley.

If you go above, you'll start the habit again.

You can't survive much more.

You think I care?

Don't you want to live?

You know, we all carry pain around inside of us.

Anger, sadness... guilt.

Escape is not the answer.

Escape takes us where we can't feel anymore...

where pain and pleasure are gone.

I remember a little boy...

whose life was so full of promise.

That was a long time ago.

He's dead.

Oh, no. No!

He's here.

Do you remember what you used to dream?

No.

Well, you told me once.

You said you wanted to be good.

Good at playing.

Mm. Oh, you were better than that.

You were wonderful at playing.

You brought great joy to all of us.

And you could again.

All you need is the desire...

and the courage to feel it.

Stay with us, Rolley.

Stay with us and try.

I can't.

Please, Rolley.

Please! Rolley.

Yeah?

Diane, it's Joe. I got to talk to you.

You're up early.

I've been up all night.

We had a big fire in a drug warehouse.

We got nine bodies on our hands.

Check out this autopsy report.

Coroner says at least two of our fatalities

were already dead by the time the fire got to them.

Diana, they died of multiple puncture wounds.

Deep slashes, the same as Moreno and Cates.

I don't see the connection, Joe.

What the hell do you mean, you don't see it?

You're the one that rubbed my nose in it.

I think we both know the guy that did this.

And you think it's Vincent.

He was Cathy's protector, right?

So she dies, he goes crazy, goes on a killing spree.

And I'll lay odds Burch has the same wounds

if we ever find his body.

There's a possibility here we have not been looking at.

What?

There is a possibility that Vincent never existed.

What are you saying, Cathy made him up?

That she inscribed those books herself?

Just think about it. Nobody's ever seen him.

Not you, not her best friends, nobody.

All right, so maybe it was some kind of a secret affair.

Cathy Chandler was viciously slashed two years ago,

then she disappeared for ten days,

and then after that she remade her life;

new friends, new job, new everything.

The only thing

that was missing was the perfect man.

No.

Aw, Joe, come on.

You know about attack victims.

They have to find a new way to look at things

or else they can't go on.

Okay, maybe, but that still doesn't explain this

or Burch or Moreno or any of it.

Joe, can you just consider the possibility?

Okay, I'll consider it...

at least until we can get something out of the survivor.

Yeah, that's right, Diana. There was a survivor.

And I'll be real interested to see what he has to say

And I'll tell you something else.

Cathy Chandler was the sanest person I ever knew.

I'm sorry, Cathy.

Respiratory Therapy, Respiratory Therapy.

Intensive Care Unit, Ward Four West, extension five.

Lew Horner?

I'm Diana Bennett.

I'm with the police department.

Nothing... to say.

How did the fire start?

Want...

my lawyer.

You don't need a lawyer, Lew.

I'm not interested in a case against you.

Who started the fire?

Accident.

Those people didn't die in a fire, Lew.

The coroner found deep lacerations and slashes.

I know what you saw.

He was...

Oh, God.

I saw...

I saw what he did.

Did he do this to you?

No.

He never...

touched me.

It started... with Tony.

Tony?

The... Bowery.

Did you tell Gabriel?

Who's Gabriel?

Last night...

All that is necessaryfor evil to triumph

is for good men to do nothing.

But nothing we can dois enough.

Last night, I let ragecarry me into darkness.

But tonight, up in that city,

children will still sell poisonto other children.

Where is the hope?

My child...

They say that only a man who's been burned

truly understands what hell will be like.

You think that's true, Lewis?

You must be in terrible pain.

A man shouldn't have to suffer like that.

You disappointed me, Lewis, deeply.

I gave you my trust, and you let me down.

You don't understand, do you?

The building is just bricks and mortar.

The men are even less.

The merchandise, well,

we'll just have to raise our prices, won't we?

But courage...

loyalty...

those things can't be replaced.

He...

he wasn't...

Human?

Of course not.

Y-Y-Y-You didn't see him.

I've seen him, Lewis.

I've seen him a thousand times.

I know him.

What... what is he?

My enemy.

My brother.

Well, at least have the courage to do it yourself.

Yeah?

It's Joe.

What were you doing in Lew Horner's hospital room?

I asked him some questions.

That's my job.

Who authorized you to see him?

Nobody authorizedme to see him.

What, somebody has to authorize me?

He's dead.

I don't think I have to tell you

how bad this looks, Diana.

You visit the only witness we have

in a massive narcotics case, and an hour later he's dead.

How did they find him?

What are you saying?

I'm only saying what other people

are going to be saying.

And what the hell is that?

You're protecting someone.

Now I want everything you have on Vincent, right now.

The letters, the books,

anything you know about those tunnels.

Joe, why can't you just trust me?

I did trust you.

Like I trusted John Moreno.

I'll send somebody by for your files.

You're wasting your time.

At least I'll be the one wasting it.

I want this guy, Diana.

And I'm going to get him with or without you.

So come on, give me something to work with.

Give me a reason to believe in you.

Anything.

You know, when I got you on this case,

I thought I was doing the most I could for Cathy Chandler.

I guess I was wrong.

Where's Rolley?

He's gone.

I did my best to stop him, but...

I fear he may have gone back up above.

There's nothing for him up there but death.

You know that.

So does Rolley.

And if you do find him,

what are you going to tell him

that he doesn't already know?

Am I meant to stand aside while he's killing himself?

If that is a choice that he's made.

You can't be with him every moment, Vincent.

I am with him every moment.

When he destroys himself he destroys a part of me.

This is what it is to be a father.

Your son...

have you found anything?

Only...

a name written on the wind.

A memory of a face.

A ring... nothing.

So this isn't really about Rolley?

This is about all the lost children.

Are you Tony?

I try not to be.

Heard you got into some nasty

trouble last night, real dissatisfied customer.

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

Oh, I think you do.

I got nothing to say to you, lady.

Why don't you sit down, Tony?

Ow!

All right, all right.

Who did this to you?

Look, Tony, I don't want to bust you.

I just want to know where it happened.

Coffee?

Coffee.

That's it.

Thanks.

Vincent, don't.

How did you know?

I know, it's what I do.

Joe Maxwell came by to see me this morning.

He knows what happened last night.

He's looking for you.

He won't find me.

I found you.

There are no safe places for anyone.

The place you destroyed belonged to Gabriel.

It was his.

I can't prove it, but I know it's true.

Gabriel.

Vincent, why? If you didn't know,

why did you do it?

I had a friend.

His name is Rolley.

I did it for him.

And did it help him?

Is he better now?

Vincent, I've been there, too, and this is not the way.

Then where is the way?

What would you have me do?

He has my son and I have nothing

but these.

Those can't help you find your son.

They can make Gabriel bleed...

night after night, until...

Until you kill him or he kills you.

By then it won't matter who wins, Vincent.

What kind of father do you want your son to have?

You continue alone in this,

you are going to lose everything.

Where is the hope, Diana?

Where is the hope?

"This is all I haveto point me to Gabriel.

"It may be my son's only hope.

"I give it to youwith my trust.

Vincent."

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