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[MUSIC PLAYING]

NARRATOR: Previously on "The Lair."

MAN: What I'm trying to tell you is that all those murders

you've been writing about from the past-- they're all

linked to that club--

The Lair.

Whoa. Members only.

[SCREAMING]

He's not dead.

It's almost like a vampire's bite.

I ran tests using a UV light.

Perhaps he picked it up in the nightclub somewhere.

There's a curse.

But what a lovely curse, to be young forever.

It's time-- time to rise.

I saw Richard Devere, the man that

painted that portrait, alive.

The man that you killed two centuries ago.

Thom, I want you to come to me, Thom.

You are Richard Devere.

It's a fool's folly, my friend,

and one that I'm certain is going

to bring about his downfall.

How can you be so sure of that?

Because I plan to cause it.

Are you trying to run out on me?

I don't want to go home because you're there.

I think he's coming around.

Who am I?

Whose side are you going to be on when the blood hits the fan?

What do you want me to do?

Two hours before the sun sets--

two hours.

How I came to be here is still a mystery to me,

and how I'm still alive puzzles me even further.

Hitler used to say, "The more fantastic the lie,

the quicker people would be willing to believe it."

I wish he'd told them about vampires.

I wish someone would have believed it.

[THEME MUSIC]

Do you remember the day we met at the artist's gallery?

You said my eyes had a vividness to them, a brightness,

and you said that they reminded you of something.

What did they remind you of?

Do you remember saying that?

Of course you don't, because you're not Richard Devere.

Maybe Colin was right.

Maybe I wanted you to be Richard so badly that I

only saw what I wanted to see.

If only there was a way to be sure.

The portrait.

The portrait that you painted of me.

You'll see, and then you'll know.

Come.

I've protected it for all these years.

No one has ever--

no.

No!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Colin!

Colin!

Colin!

I don't think he heard you.

Hope you don't mind.

I knocked, but no one answered.

What are you doing here?

We're closed.

Well, that's why I stopped by.

I wanted a chance to talk to you when you weren't so busy.

You can't just bust in here whenever you feel like it.

This is private property.

We have rights.

Well, the back door was open sort of.

Now, what is it you want?

Well, for starters, I'd like to see your operating permit.

My permit?

Yeah, and I'd like to see it now.

I'll get it. SHERIFF TROUT: You do that.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

That's OK.

I trust you.

So what goes on back there?

That's a private area.

Off limits.

Off limits, huh?

It's where some of our offices are and some living quarters.

You guys live back there, do you?

Some of us.

It suits us.

I'll bet.

If there's nothing else, might I recommend

you come back when we're open?

I think you'd have a much better time.

Thanks anyways.

I don't drink when I'm off duty.

A pity.

Just curious about what was going on over here.

Seems like everyone I'm running into

has been hanging out at your little joint.

I'm not aware of any complaints.

No complaints because all the guys that come

here end up dead or near death.

You're not making any sense, Sheriff,

and the hour is getting very late.

Don't worry about me.

I've become a regular night owl over the last week.

I've shown you the permit.

Is there anything else you want?

I'll consider it and get back with you.

In the meantime, just remember--

I'll be thinking about you.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

What did he want?

Did he see you?

I don't think so.

You're a terrible liar.

[INDUSTRIAL ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[YELLING]

How are we feeling today?

I feel fine.

That's good.

I'd like to get out of here.

Dr. Belmont should be in to talk to you shortly.

You can ask him about that.

I'm just going crazy sitting here in this bed all day.

That's a good sign.

Turn your head a little bit.

I'm going to change that dressing for you.

This still hurt?

I don't feel anything.

I can see why.

I'll be right back.

DR. BELMONT: I'm not saying I don't believe you.

I just find what you're saying hard to believe.

It happened exactly as I told you.

I went in to change the dressing on his throat,

and I noticed the wound had healed almost completely.

Yeah, but how can that be?

I mean, it's only a few days old,

and if it could heal rapidly, the scarring

of a wound like that would last for quite some time,

maybe for the rest of his life.

I don't have an explanation for it.

Well, beyond what is certainly a temporary memory loss,

he seems to be healthy.

He's in better shape than I am.

You know, as much as the sheriff

would like to keep him here, I see no reason for him to stay.

You send him home now, Sheriff Trout will have a cow.

I know, but this is a hospital, not a jail.

I'll prepare his discharge papers if that's what you want.

Good.

I'll call his friends and see when they can come pick him up.

[PHONE RINGING]

THOM (ON ANSWERING MACHINE): Hi.

This is Thom.

Jonathan and I aren't in right now, so please leave a message.

[BEEP]

DR. BELMONT (ON PHONE): Hey, Thom.

This is Dr. Belmont at the hospital.

I have good news about your friend Jonathan.

He's ready to go home.

Please call us so we can arrange for his discharge.

Thank you.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

DR. BELLMONT (ON PHONE): Yes, this is Dr. Belmont.

Could I speak to Laura Rivers?

This is Laura.

DR. BELMONT (ON PHONE): I have good news.

Jonathan is ready to be discharged.

I just need someone to come down and pick him up.

LAURA (ON PHONE): Did you call Thom?

Yeah, but there was no answer.

Can you come down?

Um, sure, I'll be there in a little while.

DR. BELMONT (ON PHONE): Excellent.

We'll get his things together.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

DAMIAN: Someone here has betrayed me.

I want to find out who it is.

I have always protected this family,

and this is how I'm repaid.

The painting is part of our legacy.

It is the very cornerstone of our existence.

Without it, we cease to be, and yet one among you

has seen fit to jeopardize all of us.

And for what?

Jealousy?

Envy?

These are human traits.

It's what makes them weak.

It's what makes them our prey.

I want the painting returned.

I have no desire to punish.

I want it found, and I want it returned.

What if it can't be found?

Then every one of you will face the same fate

as I. Now find it.

Stay awhile, Colin.

What troubles you, Damian?

Who could be so foolish as to steal from me?

You said yourself the sheriff was in here alone.

Who knows what he could be up to?

You really think him to be that capable?

No, but by elimination, I see him here.

I also see the return of Eric and the presence

of that young reporter.

These are all unknown elements within our midst.

Wild speculation, although Eric--

Yeah.

I can't help feeling there's a connection

between him and the sheriff.

He might give us away.

You think Eric can endanger us?

I like to be cautious.

I'll keep my eye on him.

I think we may have to do a lot more than that.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

- Well, this is it. - Wow.

It's really nice.

The bedroom is upstairs.

There's the kitchen, living room.

How long have I lived here?

Well, you and Thom have been together two, three months now.

You guys met at a press party for the opening

of the new library. - Really?

Mm-hmm.

That's the kind of stuff I go for?

No, you were volunteering.

You were helping out with the refreshments.

God, why don't I remember anything?

You know what? Why don't you sit down.

I'm going to get you something to drink.

Doctors say we have to keep your fluids up now

that you're off the IVs, OK?

They said I almost died, but from what?

They found you on the side of the road in a gully.

It looked like you might have been in a fight.

A fight?

Why?

I don't know.

You know, you can be a hot head about certain things.

Like Thom?

Well, you have been jealous at times.

If only you can remember where you were that night.

Sheriff said I might have gone to a place called The Lair,

but I don't know what that is.

It's a private sex club for gay men.

Very secretive.

You know, a lot of people around here tend to overlook it.

It's one of thoe don't ask, don't tell sort of things.

Maybe if I go there it'll shake some things loose.

No.

The doctor said you need to stay put a few days.

Maybe when Thom gets back.

- Where is Thom? - No one knows.

SHERIFF TROUT: So you let him go home, just like that?

Well, I couldn't see any reason to keep him here.

I just think you're taking a big chance.

Oh, so now you know more than I do.

Is that it? - Of course not, Doc.

I'm just saying that I think he would have

been safer here than at home.

And I have some other news for you.

What's that?

That stiff?

I think I found him.

Where?

Over at the Lair club.

It was only for a second, but I'm pretty sure it was him.

Well, it's going to take you a warrant to find out.

And you have to have a pretty damn good reason

to go charging in there--

officially, of course.

How are you going to present your case to the judge?

Well, that's the problem.

I mean, what am I going to say?

There's a dead guy hanging out at a gay sex club?

Is that even a crime?

I wouldn't want to be in your shoes when you tell him.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

The innocence of sleep--

how glorious it must be to rest in a dreamless sleep.

How I envy you at this moment.

There are forces working against us tonight,

Richard, forces that are not entirely known to me.

But one thing is certain--

your life is in grave danger.

I must find a safe place for you.

It is no longer safe for you to stay here.

You must come with me.

Come quickly.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

No one can harm you here, and when it's safe,

I will return for you.

Please trust that I'm doing this for your own good.

I've waited centuries for you to return to me,

and no one will rob me of this chance

to right the wrong I've committed

upon you all those years ago.

Wait for me here.

I will be back soon.

There's something I need to do.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[SCREAMING]

Tell Francis it is done.

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

SHERIFF TROUT: Look, kid, I know you went to that club, OK?

You had the rubber stamp on the back of your hand,

just like the dead guy at the morgue that we lost,

just like your pal Thom.

Hell, I even got one myself when I was there just to be sure.

So whatever happened to you happened

because you went there.

If that's true, someone at that club meant to kill me.

And they might try again.

But what I want to know is why.

Why did you go there?

He already told you.

He can't remember. - Yeah?

Well, I hope he does soon.

His life might depend on it.

And what are you doing about finding Thom?

SHERIFF TROUT: That's another kettle of fish.

He might have been crazy enough to go back there by himself.

I don't know.

Maybe he knows something I don't.

I just wanted you guys to know to stay put

and don't get any weird ideas.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah.

You have got to be kidding me.

All right, I'll be right there.

LAURA: What is it?

They just found another body out at Bayside Drive.

Is it Thom?

SHERIFF TROUT: No ID yet, but I'll be back.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

I didn't expect to see you here before me.

Well, the call came into the hospital first.

Considering all that's been happening,

I thought I'd come down, take a first look for myself.

Is that Thom?

See for yourself.

Man, this guy really gets around.

Is he really dead this time?

I mean, for sure?

Well, I wouldn't want to stake my entire reputation on it,

but, uh, he does appear to be dead.

SHERIFF TROUT: That's a major chest wound.

Maybe he'll stay put this time.

He's the basis for my search warrant, too.

You're going to tell the judge about this?

Hell, no.

The warrant's more important now than ever.

Something's going on at that club.

I'm going to find out what it is.

DR. BELMONT: I'll tell you one thing for sure.

He won't be doing any talking for a while.

Be a neat trick if he could pull it off twice.

Rogers.

Yeah?

I need you to handcuff and manical that corpse.

MAN: Are you serious? - Just do it.

All right, Sheriff.

Let's see him get out of that one.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHILD CRYING]

[VOICES CHATTING]

[STARTLED NOISES]

It's really not the kind of night you want to find

yourself alone in the dark.

[STAMMERING]

Shh.

I'm not going to hurt you.

There's something you need to do.

You've been wanting to do it all night, and now you can.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

It'll only take a minute, and then you can leave.

Pick up the knife.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

And now you know what to do.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

This whole crazy business is aging me before my time.

Any word from Thom?

Not a peep.

I've got a gut feeling he might already be dead.

Well, if you're right about The Lair, what you going to do?

Well, right now, I don't have a shred of evidence.

I can't accuse them of being psycho killers.

I need something concrete to nail them with.

There must be some kind of evidence, something in there

if you just get at it.

Well, the warrants going to help.

Just hope we don't end up looking like a damn fool.

Well, it's too late for that.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

NARRATOR: Next time on "The Lair."

As soon as I get my hands on that search warrant,

I'm burning rubber over to The Lair.

I've heard things--

things about your portrait.

I heard it's in the old storage room.

DAMIAN: It seems I've been a bad fellow, and it shows.

LAURA: There is a power at work here.

It's-- it's an evil force of some kind.

You've become bad for business--

a liability.

You must be mad.

[YELLING] - Thom!

You're all right! Where have you been?

Everybody thought you were dead.

But around here, death is just the beginning.

Hey, where am I?

You're in The Lair, and it's almost dawn.

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