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We should have talked to the boatyard.

You don't wanna talk here.

I'm not falling over
to talk about it much anywhere, Jack.

- How much do you know?
- Not much.

The Birmingham one
was in the papers over a month ago,

and Atlanta was all over TV.

- Did you think about giving me a call?
- No. - Why not?

I quit, remember?

You look alright now.

I am alright.

If you can't look anymore,
I understand.

Don't play games with me!

If I really didn't need you,
I wouldn't ask.

This guy's on a lunar cycle.
I have three weeks till full moon.

We have a better chance
if you help me.

I'll think about it.

Stay and eat.

- Think it'll keep them out, Dad?
- Yep.

- How many turtle's eggs are in here?
- ln this hatchery?

40 or 50 of 'em.

- Crabs get most of them, huh?
- Yeah, but not now.

These are all gonna make it.

What about the dogs?

No. That's why
we buried the wire down in the sand.

I need more staples, pal.

You're supposed to be his friend.
Why didn't you leave him alone?

If he decides to do it, Molly,

I'll keep him
as far away from it as I can.

- We've got it pretty good.
- More than good.

All that happened before
lets you know that.

If I went back,
I'd only look at the evidence.

I wouldn't get involved.

He'd never even see me.

If they find him,
they'll have to take him down.

What do you think?

You've already decided
and you're not really asking.

If I were asking?

Stay here with me.

Me and Kevin.

That's seIfish and I know it.

I'll come inside with you
and show you around.

- Mr.Crawford said maybe you want to be alone.
- That's right.

There's a VCR in your hotel room.

There's home movies
of both families on haIf inch VHS.

Thanks.

lntruder entered through kitchen door.
Used a glass cutter on a suction cup.

Entry was skiIful.

All prints are smooth gloves.

Blond hair, strong.

Size 12 shoe imprint.

Blood AB positive, from saliva
on glass from the suction cup.

Why did he leave saliva on the glass?

It was hot that night,

so it must have felt
cool in the house.

lntruder cut Charles Leeds's throat
then shot Mrs. Leeds.

Bullet lodged in her lumbar spine,
but she died of strangulation.

Moderate elevation of serotonin and
an increase in histamine indicate she

lived for 5 minutes after the shot.

All other injuries are post-mortem.
Direction of the

blood stains on the wall
indicate arterial spray.

Leeds tried to fight because intruder
moved towards the children's room.

Blood stains on west wall

in master bedroom and sliding marks
on hall carpet remain unexplained,

as does superficial ligature mark
around Mr. Leeds' chest.

Also believed post-mortem.

What did the killer
do with them after they were dead?

Hi. This is Valerie Leeds.

I can't speak right now,

but if you leave a message after the
beep, I'll get right back.

290th floor.

Going up.

When they were dead,

he smashed the mirrors and
selected pieces for use on Mrs. Leeds.

Killing Mr. Leeds and the children
would take less than a minute.

Mrs. Leeds' injuries were
post-mortem 4 or 5 minutes later.

What did he do in the interval?

He smeared blood stains on the wall.

- Hello?
- Molly?

- Will, is that you?
- Yeah, honey.

Look, I'll call you tomorrow.
Go back to sleep.

I love you.
- I love you too, baby.

What are you dreaming?

That's something you can't afford
for me to know about.

God, she's lovely, isn't she?

lr was maddening to touch her
with rubber gloves on, wasn't it?

They found talcum powder on her leg,
but there wasn't any in the bathroom.

It came out of a rubber glove
as you pulled it off to touch her.

You took off your gloves
to touch her, didn't you?

You touched her with your bare hands

and then you put your gloves back on!

But while your gloves were off,

did you open all their eyes
so they could see you?

Hallo?
- Jack, this is Graham.

- ls Price still in Latent Prints?
- Yeah, the Single Print lndex.

- What have you got?
- Get him to Atlanta.

- Atlanta P.D.dusted everything and
they're good. - Not as good as Price.

I'll send him tomorrow.
What do you want him to do?

Dust Mrs. Leeds' finger and toenails
and the corneas of all their eyes.

I think he took off his gloves.

Our people swear he wore surgeons' gloves
the whole time. They dusted everything.

The report didn't mention nails.

Why do you think he took his gloves off?

Because Mrs Leeds was a beautiful woman.

This is what the subject's teeth look like.

The Smithsonian in Washington
reconstructed these,

from the impressions we took of bite
marks off the Leeds woman here,

and off the Jacobi woman in Birmingham,
last month.

As you can see,he has pegged lateral
incisors,that's these teeth here and here.

Vice and narcotics, you take the
K-Y cowboys and the leather bars.

Marcus, Whitman heads up at the
funeral. The rest, see the sheet.

One more thing.

I've heard officers reffering
this killer as the 'Tooth Fairy'.

Well, I don't wanna hear that in
public or see it in inetrnal memoranda!

That's it.

I know a burglar's gonna fence
what he stole for cash money.

I know his motive,
so I go to work on fences.

This guy, we don't have a motive.

None of us have shit and we know it.

It's in his dreams.

His motive?
- Yeah.

His act fuels his fantasy.

Which is?
- I don't know.

Commissioner says you're the one
who got Garrett Jacob Hobbes

and then Dr. Lecktor 3 years ago?
- Lecktor killed 9 people, didn't he?

Nine that we know of.
Two didn't die.

What happened to them?

One is on respirator at a hospital in Baltimore
and other is in a private mental hospital in Denver.

What did psychologist say was wrong with Lektor?

Psychologist call him a 'psychopath'.
They don't know what else to call him.

I understand he cut you pretty good.

What about the dog?

It's at the vet's. The kid bought
it with a puncture wound in the abdomen.

The Jacobis in Birmingham had a cat.

That's right.

We found the litter box,
downstairs but not the cat.

Why don't you get Birmingham P.D.
a methane probe out of washington and

cover the backyard,maybe
the cat's dead and the kids buried it.

Yeah?
- This is Jimmie Price, FBl.

- Let me put you on the speaker.
- Who am I talking to?

Jimmy, it's Jack Crawford
you got Will Graham here.

I got a partial print,
probably a thumb.

And a fragment of a palm off the
nail of Mrs. Leeds' left big toe.

Thumb print came off the
oldest kid's left eye.

It stood out against an eight-ball hemorrhage
from the gunshot wound.

- Can we make an identification off it?
- Maybe if he's in my index.

I want to work these up in my own darkroom.
I'll fax the prints down to you this afternoon.

Thanks Jimmie!

If we get lucky with that print ...

- If Jimmie can find him in the index.
- Hey, Graham!

Whatta you say?
It's me, Lounds, from the "Tattler".

I did the Lecktor paperback.
When did they call you in?

- I'm buying lunch, alright?
- Give it a rest!

I'm doing my job.

How does he compare to Lecktor?
What does he do to them?

How does he do to them?
How does he do 'em, Will?

- Keep the fuck away from me!
- Will, Will!

Son-of-a-bitch snuck into the hospital
while I was sedated and took pictures.

- I know.
- Don't expect too much from me.

We only got three weeks left.

What'd you think I'm just gonna see him
standing in the streets, say there he is?

That's Houdini you're thinking about!

The Tooth Fairy's gonna go on till
we get smart or lucky. He won't stop.

Why?

- He's got a taste for it.
- You do know something about him.

Not enough.

I'll go see Lecktor tomorrow.

Why?

Recover the mind set.

That's the same atrocious aftershave
you wore in court 3 years ago.

I keep getting it for Christmas.

- Did you get my card?
- I got it, thank you.

How is Officer Stuart? The one
who was the first to see my basement.

- Stuart's fine.
- Emotional problems, I hear.

- Do you have any problems, Will?
- No.

No, of course you don't.

I'm glad you came.

My callers are usually psychologists
from cornfield universities.

Second-raters, the lot.

- Dr. Bloom showed me your article
on surgical addiction. - And?

Very interesting, even to a layman.

- I want you to help me, Dr. Lecktor.
- I thought so.

- It's about Atlanta and Birmingham.
- Yes?

- You read about it?
- ln the papers, I don't tear out the articles.

I wouldn't want them to think
I was dwelling on anything morbid.

You want to know how he's
choosing them. Don't you?

- I thought you might have some ideas?
- Why should I tell you?

You get to see the file in this case.

- And there's another reason.
- Pray tell.

I thought you might be curious,

to see if you're smarter than
the person I'm looking for.

Then by implication, you think that you're
smater than me, since you caught me?

- No, I know I'm not smart.
- Then how did you catch me?

Your disadvantages.
- What disadvantages?

You're insane.

You're very tanned, Will.

Your hands are rough.

They don't look like cop's hands any more.
And that shaving lotion is something,

child desreve.
With a ship on the bottle?

Don't think you can persuade me with
appeals to my intellectual vanity.

I don't think I'll persuade you.

You'll do it or you won't.

Bloom is working an it anyway,
and he's the best.

- Do you have the file with you?
- Yes.

- Pictures?
- Yes.

Let me have them and I'll consider it.
- No.

Dream much, Will?

Goodbye, Dr. Lecktor.

You haven't threatened
to take away my books yet.

Let me have the file
and I'll tell you what I think.

This is a very shy boy.

- What were the yards like?
- Big, fences, hedges. Why?

Because, my dear Will,

if this pilgrim imagines he has a
relationship with the moon,

he might outside and look at it.

Ever seen blood in the moonlight?
It appears quite black.

If one were nude, it would be better to
have privacy for this sort of thing.

That's interesting.

- No,It's not. You thought of it before.
- I considered it.

You came here to look at me, Will.

- To get the old scent again, didn't you?
- I want your opinion.

- I don't have one right now.
- When you do have one I'd like to hear it.

- Can I keep this?
- Haven't decided.

I'll study them. When you get more files.
i'll like to see them too. You can call me,

When I have to call my lawyer,
they bring me a telephone.

Would you like to give me your
home phone number?

No.

Do you know how you caught me?

Goodbye, Dr. Lecktor. You can leave
messages for me at the number on the file.

Do you know how you caught me?

The reason you caught me, Will,

because we're just alike.
You want the scent,

smell yourseIf!

Gotcha!

Get up and face the wall.

Don't turn around,
or I'll mace you in the face.

Thank you so much.
I'll call when I'm finished.

- You ready for your call?
- Yes, thank you.

Paltrow, Christiansen and Golub,
Law Offices.

I'm sorry, I misdialed.

Thank you for using AT & T.
This is Operator 24.

Operator,
I don't have the use of my arms.

- Would you dial a number for me?
- Certainly. What's the number?

Area code 3-0-1-5-5-5

6-6-2-4.

University of Chicago,
Department of Psychiatry.

Dr Sidney Bloom, please.

I'll connect you with his office.

- What's his secretary's name?
- Martha King. Just a moment.

- Martha King's desk.
- Hi, Martha.

Martha doesn't come in nights.

Maybe you can help me. This is Bob Greer
of Blaine & Edwards Publishing Company.

Dr. Bloom asked me to send send a copy of 'The psychiatrist and the Law' to someone.

Martha never sent me the address
phone number.

She'll be in in the morning.

I've got to catch the Federal express
within about five minutes.

I'd be immensely appreciative if you'd pull it out of her Rolodex for me.

She doesn't have a Rolodex.

I'll bet she has a call caddy next to her phone.

Yeah.

Well, zip that little Pointer right on
down to the letter G.

Alright!

The name we're looking for,
last name Graham.

The man this book is supposed to send to.
Mr. Will Graham.

Federal Bureau of lnvestigation,
10th and Pennsylvania, Washington D. C.

Now I'll bet his home address is
there too.

3680 DeSoto Highway, Captiva, Florida.

Thank you very much.

I've Finished!

- Mommy!
- Oh my gosh! It's alright. Stewardess?

You cut the branch so you could see.

Then you passed the time whittling

and dreaming.

When night came,

you saw them behind bright windows.

You watched the shades go down,

saw the lights go out one by one.

And after a while, you climbed down and
you went in to them,

didn't ya?

Didn't you, son-of-a-bitch?
You watched them allgoddamn day long!

That's why houses with big yards.

I need the Firearms and Toolmarks
Section on the severed branch.

I need Bowman to fall on this carving.
- ls it weird?

The mark? Yeah.

If Documents can't do it, Langley can.
- Did Price get an identification?

No, not yet.
It's a hand search.

Have you seen the "Tattler"?

- It's not on my preffered reading list.
- Yeah, well,

you're all over the front page.

- Who the hell was it, Lounds?
- Who else?

Goddammit, Jack!
I promised Molly.

- Come in!
- Dr. Chilton? - Yes?

On cleaning out Dr. Lecktor's cell,
he hid something in a book.

- We dug around.
- ls that it? Put it down.

- Has anyone seen this except you?
- No.

- Crawford's office.
- This is Chilton. Mr. Graham please!

He's not here. Mr. Crawford
is on the line with him now.

Will you tell him this is very, very
urgent. I'll hold on.

Dr. Chilton, it's Crawford.
Graham is on the line, too.

I have two pieces of a note

that appears to be from man who
killed those people in Atlanta.

- Where did you get it?
- Hidden in a book in Lecktor's cell.

- Don't touch the note. Read it to us!
- It's on toilet tissue.

"Dear Dr. Lecktor,

I am delighted that
you've taken an interest in me.

You alone can understand
what I am becoming.

You know the people I used to help me

are only elements undergoing change
to fuel the radiance

of what I am becoming. Just
as the source of light is burning.

My collection of your press clippings
is as absurd as are mine.

The "Tooth Fairy".
What could be more inappropriate?

lnvestigator Graham interests me.

Very purposeful-looking.
I hope we can correspond."

There's a piece missing.
I'll read the bottom part.

"After I hear from you,
I might send you something wet."

Signed: "Avid fan."
There are teeth marks at the bottom.

Sarah, order a chopper, the next
thing smoking and I don't care whose.

Two, call Alabama Air National Guard,
get Graham back here right now.

Call Documents and scramble a team.
I want everybody movin' five minutes.

The Documents team are on helicopter
to pick up the note.

Listen, I wanna replace the note.
I don't want Lecktor to know.

- He might try to warn the killer.
Where's Lecktor now? - Holding cell.

How long can you keep him in there
without him getting suspicious?

Three, four hours

Brian, We have a note coming in,
possibly from the Tooth Fairy.

No.1 Priority. Has to go to Hair and Fiber
Latent Prints and Documents.

Graham and I will be walking it through...

One hair.
Maybe haIf an inch.

- Couple of blue grains.
- Work the hair.

- What do you have as a negative
comparison? - Lecktor's comb.

Whiskers from a razor,
hair from the Security Guard.

How many handled this without gloves?

- Guard, cleanup man, Lecktor.
- The cleanup man scrubbing sinks

probably had the oil
washed off his fingers.

But the others ...one smudge.

No ridges,
it's just the texture of the paper.

- I can fume it but I can't say the
iodine stains will fade.- Ninhydrin?

- Boosted with heat?
- No. You couldn't wash it out.

I can't get a print in the time.

- How long?
- 20 minutes max.

Main thing is,
how was Lecktor supposed to reply?

It's probably in the missing section.
'I hope we can correspond'.

Then comes the gap.

This note was written in ballpoint.

But it looks like Lecktor went over
this area with a felt-tip pen

and tore it away.

You're so sly,

but so am l.

The aniline dyes in the felt-tip pens,

like Lecktor used,
are transparent to infrared.

The Tooth Fairy's ballpoint isn't.

This looks like the tip of a T.

This one could be

the top of an R.
- Three T's and an R in "Tattler".

The article about me and Lecktor.

No-one else carried that.

Personal ads.

The Tooth Fairy told Lecktor
to reply through the Personal ads

in the "Tattler". Chicago is running
through them right now.

Here is a line of communication
between the Tooth Fairy and Lecktor.

If we find Lecktor's answer,
we'll replace it with our own.

This is what he'll read:

"Dear Avid Fan: lnherit my mantle
and surpass my achievements.

Mementos for you at Baltimore Central.
Left luggage.

Ticket 7-2-6-8-3."

It's a letter drop.
We stake it out and grab him.

- Anything from Chicago? - Not yet.
- When do they go to press?

- ln 35 minutes. - Christ!
- Let's get to the physical.

- There was no print.
- The core size of the hair

matches the blond hair found in the
Jacobi's. Your man wrote the note.

Three blue grains
went to Brians's end.

Commercial granulated cleanser
from the cleaning man.

Particles of dried blood,
but not enough to type.

- This is Chester, who's there?
- Will Graham, Jack Crawford.

- Got a personal ad with "Avid Fan"
in it. - Read it!

"Dear Avid Fan,
you honor me. You're very beautiful.

One hundred prayers for your safety.

Find help in Galatians 6, 11 and 15,2.

Acts 3,3; Revelations 18,7.

Jonah 6,8; John 6,22; Luke 1,7.

Thanks.

Jimmie,

- Get anywhere with the Leeds print?
- Not yet.

- Cryptography at Langley?
- They're working on the telex now.

No.

Our ad has to go out
in the same book code, or he'll know.

Book code?

"100 prayers" could be a page number
and the paired numbers lines.

Galatians only has six chapters.
Same with Jonah, it only has four.

Lecktor was not using the Bible.

The Tooth Fairy probably named
the book in the part torn out.

What about sweatin' Lecktor?

We tried sodium amytal 3 years ago,

and he gave 'em a recipe for
a chip dip. - Wonderful.

The Tooth Fairy knows which book.
He'd know from articles about Lecktor.

Willingham took Polaroids
of Lecktor's cell.

- Have him meet me.
- Where? - Library of Congress.

25 minutes. He won't make it.

Lecktor's ad runs as is,
or we pull it

and run our own ad next week.
- We got 17 days left till full moon!

I don't like Lecktor's ad running
without knowing what it says.

It's your call, Will.

Run it.

And what if it encourages the
Tooth Fairy to do something else?

Then we'll all feel sick.

And if Bowman can't figure it out?

- Then we'll bait him with something
else in the "Tattler". - What?

Me.

That's not a very good idea.

- Why not? Won't it provoke him?
- Maybe, He can be provoked.

I was thinking about as you.

You're getting in deeper and deeper.

Sidney?

The last time

you pushed yourseIf all outta shape.
Try it on again,

or if you go through some trauma,
you could relapse.

Sidney, don't worry about me.

I'm workin' the evidence,
makin' moves, that's all.

I'm fine.

Bowman says
it is not books in Lecktor's cell.

- Price?
- It's a bust out.

The Leeds' print will
get us a conviction.

He must never have been printed,

because he is not in our index.

We are not gonna
identify him off the print.

I'll use Lounds.

What for?

Our boy doesn't read the Times.
He reads Lounds in the "Tattler".

- What else should we cover? - He put
the shorts on Leeds after he was dead,

so we wouldn't think he was gay.

He molested all his male victims

and may be impotent with women.
Our forensic psychologists

have projected

that he may have had
sexual relations with his mother.

- How long will you stay in Washington?
- Till we've got the Tooth Fairy.

Will the "Tattler" get the stuff?
How's your sex life been affected?

Mine? It doesn't.
It affects yours! Fuck yourseIf!

- Look, pal, you're news!
- You shot the pictures.

- Alright. I'm in the shots with Graham.
- What? - Yeah. Come on!

You want this to look real?

Make sure the theater sign
is just out of focus.

- We want him to read it.
- And make sure I look excellent!

Shoot it!

One more.

- One more.
- That's enough.

OK, Graham. Always nice, huh?

Let's have lunch, call my service.
Crawford, always a thrill.

- Dr. Bloom. I need them
on my desk in 2 hours. - OK.

- Did Bowman break the code yet?
- No.

They say the cutting tool
was a common bolt cutter.

I got a call
from Asian Studies in Langley.

The mark on the tree is a Chinese
lucky sign in gambling.

The same character appears in
Mah-jongg. It means Red Dragon.

Mean anything to you?

No.

If he shows and he's smart,
he'll approach from the front,

pass, turn and try and take you from
behind. How's your hearing? - Good.

You'll wear a wire, one way.
We'll hear you, but you won't hear us.

Checked out a 44 Special Bulldog?
Load these in it.

- You ever fire 'em?
- Glaser safety slugs?

Number 12 shot in liquid Teflon in
a copper casing.

Opens up on impact.
Guaranteed one shot stop.

- You got body armor?
- Kevlar Second Chance.

- Hope you get one.
- Cause he goes for the head shot?

Let's walk the route.

United Flight 8490 to Newark
now boarding at gate 7.

United Flight 8490 to Newark
now boarding at gate 7.

Someone's coming.

Go!

Don't!

Don't move!

Take the money!

Don't shoot!

Clear!

Quicker, man!
I'm being mugged!

- Do you know who I am?
- I don't wanna know who you are.

You said I'm a sexual pervert.

'An animaI' you said.

Do you know who I am now?

Yes.

Do you feel privileged?

I'm very scared.

Open your eyes!

Mr. Lounds, you're a reporter.

That's why you're here.

Open your eyes or I'll staple
your eyelids to your forehead.

Well, here I ...

am.

Look at the screen.

William Blake's

'The Great Red Dragon' and 'The
Woman Clothed in the Rays of the Sun'.

- Do you see?
- Yes.

- Mrs. Leeds. Do you see?
- Yes.

- Mrs. Jacobi. Do you see?
- Yes.

- The next family as they will look.
Do you see? - Yes.

Mrs. Leeds, later.
Her husband beside her.

Yes.

Mrs. Jacobi after her changing.

The Dragon rampant.

Freddie Lounds. Your photograph.

- No! - No what?
- Not me, please!

- Please!
- Are you a man? - Yes.

- Do you imply that I'm queer?
- God, no!

Before me you are a slug in the sun.

You are privy to a great becoming
and you recognise nothing!

You are an ant in the afterbirth!

It is your nature
to do one thing correctly... tremble.

But fear is not what you owe me.
No, Lounds, you and the others

owe me awe!

One more piece of work to do.

If he takes off the mask,
I'm dead now!

Open your eyes.

Open your eyes!

Read this into the tape recorder.

Go.

"I have seen with wonder and awe
the strength of the Red Dragon.

All I wrote about him were lies.

Will Graham made me write them
to pull him into a trap.

Will Graham, you will learn how much
you have to dread, because I lied.

He will be more merciful to me.

You will lie awake in fear of what
the Red Dragon will do.

I will testify to the truth of this."

You did very well.

Will you let me go now? Please?

- You will tell the truth?
- I promise.

Good.

We'll seal your promise with ...

We'll seal your promise

with a kiss.

Only five answers are possible.

Any member of a team
may buzz in and answer.

Bowman,

skip the cryptography
and tell me what it says!

- Did he try to say anything at all?
- No.

- He never regained consciousness.
Did you hear the tape? - Yes. Listen,

Bowman just broke Lecktor's code
in the personal ad.

- It's the State of Maryland Statutes.
You need to know, now. - What?

Listen to me. Everything's okay.
I've taken care of it.

What is it, Jack?

The bastard gave him your address.

It said: "Graham home, 3860 DeSoto
Highway, Captiva, Florida."

Save yourseIf. Kill them all.

- Get me a plane!
- Will! Will!

Mom?

Huh? What?

Someone's outside.

- I hear noises.
- Where? - Outside.

Go back to your room
and close the door.

- Mom?
- Do it, now!

- Mom, are you alright?
- What? What is it?

What is it? What's going on?

Come back inside!

- What's going on? - Come inside!
- So what ...? - Come back inside!

I'm sorry, Molly.

I'm sorry about all of this.

This place is fine.
We'll be fine.

- He's after you now, isn't he?
- It's just a precaution.

Kevin? Run down to the water
and check the out dock.

I wanna hang around here.
I'm in the kitchen, mom.

What's that about? He's afraid
to leave you alone with me now?

He saw the article in the "Tattler".

I wanted to talk to him, but he said
he'd bring it up with you.

Good for him.

Kevin, help me unpack
and then we'll get some groceries.

You and mom are well protected.
No one's gonna find you.

ls there anything I need to know,
to see about mom?

No.

- This guy's planning to kill us?
- We don't know that.

When you gonna kill him?

I'm not.

It's only my job to find him.

ln the newspaper it said
you were in a special hospital.

Well, it was a regular hospital,

then I was transferred
to the psychiatric wing.

That bothers you, doesn't it?

I don't know.

Was it because of this man Lecktor?

What happened?

Lecktor attacked
college girls and he killed them.

How?

ln bad ways.

He was a psychiatrist.

One of the girls was his patient
and I went to talk to him about her.

I tried to build up feelings
like the killer had,

so I would know why he did it 'cause
that would help me find him.

I was sitting in Lecktor's office

and saw a book on a sheIf
with pictures of war wounds.

And I knew it was him.

So I went to a pay phone
to call the police.

That's when he attacked me.

You and mom ...

came to see me in hospital
and that helped a lot.

But after my body got OK,

I still had his thoughts in my head.

I stopped talking to people.

A doctor friend, Dr. Bloom
asked me to get help,

and I did.

And after a while I felt better
and I was OK again.

And the way you thought ...
felt that bad?

Kevin,

the ugliest thoughts in the world.

What kind of coffee you like?

What?

- You like that Folger's stuff, right?
- Yeah.

Mom too.

- When can we go home, Dad?
- I don't know, Kevin.

So where are things?

Nowhere.

Everything we've tried
is a dead end or has backfired.

Crawford is planning
the next crime scene.

- Six days till full moon.
- Can you quit?

No.

What's next?

- I go to Atlanta.
- Crawford?

No.

I have to be alone.

- You're talking about doing exactly what ...
- This killing ...

... it's gotta stop!

William, you're going to make
yourseIf sick, or get killed.

You and Kevin should go to Montana,

see your dad.
He hasn't seen Kevin for a long time.

I'll come and get you afterwards.

Hi, this is Valerie Leeds.
I'm sorry I can't come to the phone.

- I'm sorry too.
- Excuse me? - Coffee.

Just you and me now, sport.

I'm gonna find you, Goddammit!

- Mr. Dollarhyde? - Oh, Eileen.
- Bill says there's a variation

in the gamma number 3,

but he caught it in time.

Good.

Good.

- Who's there?
- Mr. Dollarhyde.

- I came about the infrared emulsion.
- Come in. It's safe.

Put your back against the door.
Stool to the right.

You're the production controller?

- What are the conditions?
- Shooting from 8 feet.

- I can't use any lights.
- What's being photographed?

- Nocturnal animals.
- When do you need it?

- ln four days.
- OK. I'll stick this in a black bag.

- 1000 C infrared, sensitive
has to be handled in total darkness.

Remember to be careful.
It's easier than the 1200 series.

- Fine. - ln case you're wondering,
I keep the samples by touch.

I was wondering ...

I gotta fly. Perhaps
Mr. Dollarhyde can drive you home.

No, that's OK.
No thanks. Go on.

- I'll take you. - No thanks.
- I'll order 1200ft of 1000 C tomorrow.

- Ride with me!
- No thanks! I'll take the bus.

Ride with me!
I would like you to.

OK, sure. I'll just get my stuff on.

How did you come to Gateway?

They had to hire the handicapped

to get this Defense contract.
- You worked out well.

Everybody they hired did.

You speak very well, although you
avoid fricatives and sibilants.

I trained in therapy for speech
and hearing-impaired children.

I'll probably go back to it someday.

If you don't wanna talk, that's OK.
You're very direct, I like that.

I like what you have to say.

May I touch your face?

Are you smiling or frowning?

I guess I wanna know
whether I should be quiet or not.

Take my word for it,

- I'm smiling.
- I didn't mean to offend you.

- Can I take you somewhere?
- Where?

It will be my surprise.

OK. Sure.

- Are you apprehensive?
- No.

- The protective Mr. Dollarhyde is
watching us. - I want to!

ln about two hours
we're going to cap his tooth.

It's warm.

There ...

Hear it?

You ...

rearrange the dead families
into an audience.

You think what you do makes
you into something different.

You're becoming ...

What is it you're becoming?

The answer is in the way
you use the mirrors.

What do the mirrors make you dream?

A little to your left.

Francis, that was a great dinner.

There's a gin and tonic,
right in front of you.

What are you watching?

A little homework.

You're a sweet, thoughtful man, D.

Your heart's loud

if you love me.

ls that you, D.?
- Are you OK? - Yeah, I'm fine.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- If you show me,
I'll make us some coffee - No!

- Don't go back inside the house.
- I left my purse inside.

I'll get it, it's OK.

I mean, you should stay outside.

You look so good in the sun.

When ...

Reba, when can I see you again?

We could meet at my house.

You got the message Lecktor called?

Yeah. I'll call him in a few minutes.

We identified the tire tracks when
Lounds was delivered to the "Tattler".

G-7816, Goodyear truck tires.
Our boy drives a van.

I'm setting up our base in Chicago.
When are you back?

When I'm done, Jack.

Will Graham of the FBl.
I'd like to talk to Dr. Lecktor.

Hello?

Hello, Will.

Congratulations on the job
you did on Mr. Lounds.

I admired it.
What a cunning boy you are.

I'm sick of you, Lecktor.
You've got something to say, say it!

I want to help you.

Relax with yourseIf!
We don't invent our natures,

they're issued to us with our lungs
and pancreas and everything else.

Why fight it?

Fight what?

Did you really feel depressed
after you shot Hobbes to death?

I think you probably did.

But it wasn't the act that got to you.

Didn't you feel so bad,
because killing him felt so good.

It must feel good to God.
He does it all the time.

God's terrific.

He dropped a church roof
on 34 worshippers last Wednesday,

while groveling through a hymn.

Don't you think that felt good?

Why does it feel good, Dr. Lecktor?

It feels good, because God has power.

If one does
what God does, enough times,

one will become as God is.

God's a champ.
He always stays ahead.

He got 140 Phillipinos
in one plane crash last year.

Remember that earthquake
in ltaly last spring?

I enter.

The glass cutter.

The piece of glass is mine.

The house is mine.

I walk up these stairs,

I pass the children's toys.

The children mean nothing to me.
They were put here to help me.

I moved to the door.

I step into the room.

I see you there.

I see me desired by you.

Accepted

and loved.

ln the silver mirrors

of your eyes.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

OK.

Wait a minute.

- What was it?
- Pollen.

- Oh, Thanks for the ride.
- See you tomorrow.

Mr. Dollarhyde.

What are you doing here?

- Who is it?
- It's me.

- Hallo? Who is it?
- It's me.

- Francis?
- No.

Not Francis.

Francis is gone.

Francis is gone, forever.

So what do we do?

The dream.

He dreams about being desired.

So he changes people into beings
who want and desire him.

- Changes?
- It's a word.

Killing and arranging the people
to imitate it.

Lecktor told me something.

If one does what God does enough
times, one will become as God is.

You put it together,

our boy imitates being wanted and
desired enough times,

he believes he'll become
one who is wanted and desired.

It'll all come true.

It started from abused kid.

Battered infant.

- There is something terrible about...
- Are you sympathising?

Absolutley, my heart bleeds for him as a child.

Someone took the kid and manufactured the
monster, as the same time as an adult,

he is irredeemable. He butchers whole families
to pursue trivial fantasies.

As an adult, someone should blow the sick
fuck out of his socks .

Do you thing that's a contradiction, Jack?

Does this kind of understanding
make you uncomfortable?

What about the mirrors?

He uses the mirrors to see it happen.

But he doesn't take anything.

He needs souvenirs from the houses,
so he can relive the event.

Maybe he records it somehow.

So he can see himseIf accepted
over and over and over again.

- VTR's, Polaroids, stills, what?
- How do I know?

How does he find them?

If we find out how he found them,
we'll find him.

There is no connection between
the two familes,

- we've done a dozen computer work.
- Jack!

All the women have a bloom on them.
He picked these women!

There's selection and design here.
- Look,

admit we struck out this month. The Lear
Jet is standing by the basic lab stuff is on it.

You, Zeller, Jimmie Price,
the photographer.

Anywhere he hits, we can be there in an
hour and 15 minutes! We get the call, we roll!

- This thing'll be fresh!
- It's not over yet.

For Christ sake it's a foregone
conclusion.

It's 11.30pm. The full moon is happening
tonight. Give it up!

It's too damn late!
- I gave it up.

Till you showed up
with pictures of two dead families!

Fuckin' right! I did it,
I'd do it again!

Great, but don't talk to me
about late, pal!

I'll tell you when it's too
fucking late!

until then we go as late as
I wanna take it.

A padlock.

That's why the bolt cutter.

What's that?

He used a boltcutter to trim away branch
when he was watching from the woods.

Why didn't he use
the bolt cutter on the garage door?

Because a deadbolt
was there when they were killed.

Donald Jacobis birthday party
was April 14th.

Sometime between April and August
they changed the lock,

but he thought there was a padlock.

From the street you can't see
the glass on the Leeds' kitchen door.

There's a big, high fence there, but
he was ready with his glass cutter.

Either he was casing far ahead,

and we didn't check back far enough,

or ...

We checked.

MetcaIf, it's Graham. Ls the Leeds and
Jacobi stuff still there?

Have the guard down there
call me. Do it!

You know that's the Jacobi's cat.

He brought a bolt cutter, because
he thought there was a padlock.

Leeds' dog doesn't have a collar,
but you know it's their dog.

You see the woman?

The bloom on the woman?

You can see her again and again,
anytime you want.

Doggie doesn't have a collar,
but you know it's the Leeds' dog ...

and the Jacobi cat ...

and the padlock on the door.

You know you need a bolt cutter and
every other goddamn thing.

Because everything with you is seeing isn't?

Your primary sensory intake that
makies your dream live is seeing.

The reflections...

mirrors ...

images ...

You've seen these films!

Haven't you, my man?

The guard in the storeroom.

- The cans! - What cans?
- The tapes were transferred from home,

Where's the packaging of the films came?

There are films of the families in
document storage, find them.

You got 'em?

Are there any labels?

Leeds can, Gateway Lab,
St. Louis, Missouri.

The Jacobi label says the same thing:
Gateway Lab, St. Louis.

Who processed the Jacobi film?

No, Bob's Photo Store, Birmingham.

Stores send 'em out.
Have him peel the top label back.

ls there a label underneath?

It does, doesn't it?

I want a chopper
in three minutes to Meigs Field.

At Meigs Field I want
the Lear Jet prepped for St. Louis.

Where are you? Are you here?

You're scaring me!
Stop it!

Francis,

why are you doing this to me?

It's ugly.

Are you in this room?
Where are you?

You answer me!

We're looking for a man.
We know he works at Gateway.

We don't have his name,
but we know he drives a van.

I got special stickers for vans.

I got 28 van permits here.
- Start feeding me names.

ls this Lieutenant Fisk?
Will Graham.

I need you to get the driver's
licenses of these names.

The man we're looking for is blond,
Caucasian, 20-40 years old,

over six feet tall,
180-225 pounds.

First name?
A-L-V-A-R-O. First name Joseph.

A-L-V-A-R-O, first name Joseph.

No. Black hair.

No.
- Next.

Dillon, D-l-L-L-O-N.

First name Lincoln. - Dillon.
D-l-L-L-O-N, first name Lincoln.

No. Next.

Male, Caucasian,
6ft 7 inches, 217 pounds,

eyes brown, hair blond.

34 years old.
- Put it through the data fax. Fast!

Buckle up. We're landing

in Lambert Field.

Fogel has four more names.
Two have dark hair.

Third's a woman.
Fourth is a handicapped permit.

This is our man.

Rural Route 3, Chester, Missouri.
Where is that?

We're 10.25 at the Hock Road offramp,
Highway 904.

Let's go!

- Meeting point's up ahead.
- Go on to the house.

- Lieutenant Fisk said ...
- Go on to the house!

Will?

Will, you won't need that.

The Swat Team
will take him down, not us.

Will?

- This ought to be it.
- Kill your lights!

- Alright? - I'm OK. Griffin's hurt bad.
I'll wait for the backup.

Set up a road block on Route 3!
We're in the trees west of the house.

How far away's the backup?
I'm goin' around the back, stay here.

He's in there, Jack.

Someone is with him.

What?

Will, what did you say?

Wait for the back-up!

He's got someone with him, Jack.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Who are you?

Graham.

I'm Will Graham.

Looks worse, than it is.
See the turtles?

It was on the news.

I thought I'd work things out ...

and call you after.

I thought I wouldn't wait.

How many of them made it?

Most of them

Most of of them made it