WOMAN (over radio):
7835, code six.
(whistling tune)
What's that, Xavier, Mozart?
It's Tchaikovsky, boss.
- Well, do me a favor, maestro, - (phone ringing)
- And tell requisitions we need. - A gross of four-inch gauze.
Copy that, boss.
(phone ringing)
(resumes whistling)
This is Dr. Franks.
Well, what do
the regulations say?
- The execution is. - Going down on Friday.
- I need to do my. - Job dead on.
With regulations...
MAN: The governor and
the attorney general
both get a copy.
I told you three times.
Man, big day coming up's
even got the warden jumpy.
I'll be happy when it's over.
- WOMAN: - Tonight convicted murderer.
- Tim Slattery will be. - The first man.
Executed in the state
of Connecticut
in the last 30 years.
- In a moment, the prison. - Will conduct.
Its first of two
electrical checks tonight.
This is done to ensure enough
current is generated
- so the execution can be. - Carried out.
In the most efficient
and humane way possible.
(electrical whirring)
MAN (over P.A.):
Stand by for second round
of current checks.
Stand by for second round
of current checks.
(electrical crackling)
Fire!
- (alarm blaring) - Fire!
- Get me out of here! - I'm burning!
- Open it up! - My arm! Oh, my God, - My arm!
OFFICER:
What the hell, Price?
The current check...
Made the sparks fly everywhere.
It still really feels
like it's burning.
I'm going to give you
a hit of morphine.
- You'll feel warm. - For a few seconds,
Then off to dreamland.
(grunts)
Enjoy dreamland.
(sighs)
CROWD:
♪ Amazing grace ♪
♪ How sweet the sound ♪
♪ That saved a wretch
like me... ♪
(humming tune)
Hey, I've got the perfect
spot for your banner.
We can hang it on my van.
It's the red van right here.
No, really, we could...
Oh, my God.
(muffled cry)
(crowd continues singing)
Pele passes to Buena Vista,
and over to Burrito Grande.
Back to Shakira!
- Is good! - You know, Chee Hoon,
The irony is that on
a real soccer field
you would smash my face
into nothingness,
but here at the table
a man of superior
intellect can read you
and spot your tells
like a poker game.
You talk too much, snowflake.
And you let your goalie
drift to the left too much.
Is good!
I am the winner!
That's 35 clams.
You are the charter member
of the No Joy, No Luck Club.
Round-eyed...
- Doc. - Hmm?
We got to go to our, uh...
work release situation.
- Oh, they need us. - Again already?
No, no, no, look, not all
of us, just you and me.
Philly got dropped
like an A-bomb.
What do you mean dropped?
Rumor from the women's
money stashed away. d.
They checked her accounts
from the prison computer lab.
Seems the Feds didn't seize
all of Philly's assets.
Now her sweet ass-ets
maximum security...
Courtesy of Charlie.
That sneaky, sneaky Amazon.
- She almost blew. - This for us, Shea.
Listen, I cannot leave here.
They have games, they
have basic cable TV.
This morning, I ate
partially powdered.
(handcuffs clicking)
Think they'll
replace her?
Uncuff 'em.
- Raymond, I would just like to. - Say that I was completely.
- Unaware. - That Philly was hiding money.
I cannot attest to whether
or not Shea knew, though.
- What?! - You might have.
- If we thought you guys knew, - you guys would still.
Be in a max house.
- And since we assume that Philly. - Was going to use the money.
- To fund a run, - we doubled her sentence.
- And you're lucky she actually. - Didn't make a move,
Or you guys would have
been doubled up, too.
- She's on her way back. - To Muncie right now.
She blew it.
Who the hell's that?
ZANCANELLI:
That's Philly's replacement.
Same deal as the others.
- As long as you're helping us. - Catch fugitives.
- You get to finish your time in. - Maybelle Minimum Security.
- For every convict. - We catch,
You get a month
off your bit.
Xavier Price.
Respected family man,
member of his church board,
- steady job as. - A traveling salesman.
Of industrial machine parts.
Nothing out of the ordinary
about him, right?
Till he killed her.
Felicia Webster.
Claims he saw a runaway
in need of help.
- Picked her up, - was taking her to the shelter.
When she tried
to rob him with a
knife at a red light.
- In the struggle, - she was killed.
A witness half a block away
saw enough to call the cops.
- But not enough. - To see what happened.
And his wife stood by his side
- while the church paid. - His legal fees.
- And they bought. - That garbage?
Homeboy was clearly
trolling for...
Jury bought it, too.
Instead of first-degree murder,
- they hit him with. - Reckless homicide.
- Five years. - A nickel? Wish I had that jury.
- You're black. - You would have gotten murder.
- The point is, - we're not buying.
- This guy's snake oil. - He's dangerous.
- As evidenced by the doctor. - He assaulted,
- The civilian he carjacked. - And murdered.
During his escape.
- Now we put an alarm. - Out on his vehicle.
- And it's 11 hours. - Since he ran.
You guys know the stat.
- Less than. - Five percent chance.
Of capture after 72 hours.
So why run at all?
His prison record's clean.
He'd have gotten out
in two and a half years.
Dude's stupid.
Actually, he's genius.
170 IQ.
170... that is adorable.
210, muchachos. Just saying.
But while we're on the topic
of how smart I am,
and ipso facto,
- the expert psychological. - Analysis I provide,
- Not to mention Shea's. - Street-level gangsta knowledge.
Which radically comes in handy,
I need to ask, what is
the new girl's super power?
- Is it breast vision, you guys? - Come on.
- Does she have magic boobs? - Because the last girl who was.
- In here almost queered the deal. - For us. I don't...
Hello.
Hey.
- JULIANNE: - All I could find. - On Price's church.
- All right, grab a file, - get caught up.
Ray, let's take a look at this.
Hi. I'm Lloyd Low...
Hi. Lloyd Lowery.
Dr. Lloyd Lowery.
Kind of the brains
of the operation.
I'm sorry, I'm
trying to read.
Okay.
So was I, though.
I was trying to read you.
And I was hoping to do
it in somewhat of a
congenial manner,
- but since you don't. - Seem very chatty.
- Let me just cut. - To the chase.
You, me
and our Nubian
brother over here...
Our fates are intertwined.
So if any one of us tries
to amscray, every one of
us goes back to prison,
sentences doubled.
So let's start again.
Tell me who you are,
so I know who I'm
working with, please.
- Breaking and entering, - expert, okay?
Thank you.
That wasn't so hard, was it?
Look... it's really
important that we play
nice together, okay?
I'm new here.
And I need this to work.
You can understand
that, can't you?
CHARLIE:
Okay, so Xavier's church is
connected throughout the world
through missionary work.
Africa, Nicaragua, El Salvador.
- Jules, get me a list of their. - Biggest donors,
If they have any private planes,
- resources that they. - Might use to help a man.
- They think is innocent. - Flee the country.
- This guy could have. - Been chillin'
Up in Connecticut
in two years, but instead
he goes to live in Nicaragua?
Nah. I'm telling you,
- there's something. - Pressing this guy to run.
Maybe family.
- Two years is a long time. - When you have kids.
- Maybe prison sucks... - Don't over-analyze.
- It's the first rule. - Of psychiatry.
- We're not going to know why the. - Man did what he did until we.
- Know the man himself. - So we go talk to his wife.
Exactly.
I'm pretty sure Charlie
was just about to say that,
- but thanks for. - Finishing his sentenc.
(humming "1812 Overture")
(woman sobbing)
I'm back.
You see how many people
have come here to support him?
My husband is a good man.
I've been in the car with him
when he's picked up runaways.
Given them money, advice.
- How about the. - Protester he killed?
The prison doc?
You lock a peaceful dog
- in a cage with. - Vicious animals,
- And when he. - Finally gets out,
He snaps at someone
who might put him back in.
And then you blame the dog?
I hope you never find him.
He snapped that
woman's head against
the ground four times.
Erica, we got this.
If you don't mind,
those belong to Xavier.
He's been collecting
them since he was ten.
He's a simple man,
with simple interests.
Just nine months ago,
he took up art.
Would the man you're
characterizing make such
- serene and. - Beautiful pieces?
Not bad. They are
certainly motel-worthy.
Lloyd.
(phone rings)
Hey, Jules.
- ZANCANELLI: - Okay, hold on.
Protester's van was
spotted driving away
from a clothing drop box
- outside a church. - In Wilmington, Delaware...
A town on his sales route.
- Okay, so he's out of. - His prison jumper.
- But if he's trying to. - Get out of the country,
- Why make a pit stop. - In Delaware?
- There are drop boxes. - All over the place.
- JULIANNE: - I had the same question,
So I ran his name for any family
he might have in the area.
There is none.
But I got a hit on an old house
that Price bought for 14 grand
at a county auction
just under a year ago.
He paid a tax lien in cash.
Texting you the address.
Okay, thanks.
I thought you said Julianne
was the best there was.
- She should've had that. - Information way sooner.
An all-cash deal registered
- in some hick Delaware county. - 150 miles from here?
- Guy could've had. - A swamp in Florida.
Or a ranch in Texas,
for all we know.
Listen, all I'm saying
is, Philly was a wash.
I don't want any
more problems from the
people that you chose.
(indistinct radio transmissions)
CHARLIE:
Hey!
- U.S. Marshals. - What happened here?
- Someone torched. - The place.
Enough accelerant to
burn half the state.
No one saw anybody
coming or going?
- No. Nothing. - What's this?
I don't know... I
haven't opened it yet.
Well, don't hurt yourself.
Why don't you
give me that thing?
Melted plastic.
- Do you have. - Forensics on this? - Yeah.
Look, pal, unless you're paying
rent, get out of my space.
- Oh, that was... - that was clever.
Yeah? Was it?
Mm-hmm. I liked it.
I liked it a lot.
I like it a lot
more than I like you,
because you are a liar.
Hm, I'm not a liar.
You were lying about
breaking-and-entering,
otherwise you would've
helped Charlie with
that lock right there.
So why don't you
just tell me what
your deal is, please?
My deal is answering to Charlie,
not some mouth-breather.
I have a deviated septum.
So, Price broke out,
killed someone,
gone to a place he owns
and burnt it to the ground?
What the hell's
Xavier up to?
(woman sobbing)
Please...
let me go.
You... can't talk!
You have no voice.
A man should not be put in
the position where he has
to waste perfectly
good property.
(sobbing):
I just want to go home.
You really think I care
about what you want?
- You always said. - I belonged to you,
But if you kill me...
Oh, you do.
You do belong to me.
And after I stop
your last breath,
(sobbing)
you'll belong to
me forever. Okay?
Okay?
(continues sobbing)
- Put a rush on it, Nick... - The runner's been out.
- For 24 hours and we're. - Still nowhere on this thing.
I'm assuming
nothing from forensics
about the footlocker?
Is the wife still clean?
We're tapping her phone;
We're checking her incoming
- and outgoing mail. - Xavier's too smart.
- To get tripped up. - On something like that.
Nothing on the
church accounts.
If they're moving money
to help Price flee,
it's not showing up.
- Julianne, check. - The property records.
- In every county. - And every state.
- Where Xavier's sales. - Route took him.
That's... hundreds
of counties.
Yes, and we have
- a killer on the loose... - So if it's hundreds of counties,
Then I suggest you get to work.
Hey, come here.
I requested you for this team
because you're great
at what you do.
- And you were number one. - In your class at Glynco.
For a reason.
Yeah, and they kicked me out
for a reason, too.
(sighs)
It's just...
after Philly...
I'm afraid that I'm gonna get
kicked out of something again.
That won't happen.
- Charlie thinks you're. - Doing a great job.
He told me that today.
And as long as I'm here,
you're not going anywhere.
Well, I better get back to work.
We need to catch this guy.
(cash register beeping,
(clacking)
(indistinct police radio
(transmission)
This is what he tried to steal?
Yeah, he switched
stickers on me.
Tried to trick me into paying
five bucks for a $30 maul.
But I wouldn't let go of it,
so he smashed me in the face
- with the handle and took off. - 'cause a customer came in.
Pulling a scam like this,
Xavier's desperate, low on cash,
so where do you think he got
the little money he already has?
- Clothing drop he got. - His clothes from was.
- Right next to a church; - he might even.
Break into
a poor box.
I'll bet Erica can't.
You so much look at a
screwdriver or nail, anything
that you can use as a weapon,
and you get a one-way
ticket to Philly.
To Philly? Oh, Philly,
like Philly in prison.
Yeah.
Yeah, that's cute,
Ray. Cute.
- All this stuff. - In here, why'd he.
- Take this? - Maybe he wanted.
- To go down swinging, - literally.
What is he, Lizzie Borden?
- If he wanted a weapon, - he would've taken.
- A box cutter, a Sheetrock knife, - something easy to conceal.
He didn't want a weapon;
He wanted a tool... tool.
- That's-that's rich. - So, when you were a runner,
Did you do a lot
of home improvements?
I was never a fugitive.
Okay, why is she
on this team?
Mind your business, Lloyd.
This is my business.
- She was not a lock-pick; - she was not a fugitive.
- Is this affirmative action? - 'Cause I got to tell you,
- Statistically, that. - Does not work, Ray.
No offense, Shea.
You are cops, right?
Yes, we are, sir.
- CHARLIE: Shut up, Lowery. - All right, let's just break down.
- What we know already... - This guy's basically broke,
- But he'd spend his last. - Dollar on a wood splitter.
- ZANCANELLI: - And he ran on foot,
- Which means he's. - Smart enough.
- Not to use the. - Protester's van.
- Unless absolutely. - Necessary.
So if he does have property
around here, too,
- he could get. - There from here.
- Jules, still no. - Real estate hits?
Uh, not under his name.
- I've been trying. - Something creative here.
Just give me another minute.
- Yeah, sure. - Take your time.
♪ ♪
- See, this is. - How they do it.
- They mesmerize you. - With the tuchis,
And then before you know
it, they are on a team with
no discernable skills.
Don't fall for it.
I'm just sneakin' a peek, bro.
Thought you guys liked
those big, big booties.
Oh, we do, but lockup
got me pent up,
- so any narrow-ass. - Port in a storm.
- JULIANNE (over phone): - I got something.
- Been checking. - County auctions in Camden,
Since that was Price's M.O.
with his property in Wilmington.
There's a charity, ICR...
Inner City Reimagining...
Fixes urban blight.
It bought an abandoned home
at auction months ago.
The parent nonprofit for ICR
was Xavier's church,
- and since Price was. - On the church's board,
He could sign all paperwork
with nobody even knowing.
How far?
♪ ♪
ZANCANELLI:
Protester's van.
I'll take the back;
You take the front.
I'm taking the back.
Nine times out of ten,
perp runs out back.
- That's why I'm. - Taking the back.
- Listen, it's not time. - To mark your territory.
- I've got more. - Field experience.
Good. Then take your field
experience to the front.
♪ ♪
Psst! It's barred
from the inside.
- He's barricaded. - Himself in.
- Not for long. - Watch out.
(woman screaming)
- WOMAN: - Let me go! Let me go!
- I'm not gonna hurt you! - I got her. - He'll come back!
- We're officers. - We are officers. - He'll come back!
He'll come back!
- He'll come back! - We're not gonna hurt you.
He'll come... back.
Get a blanket
from the truck immediately!
9 Mott Street
in Camden. Do you confirm?
Lowery!
Who the hell is that?
Lowery! Help her!
You're a doctor!
I haven't done hands-on
medicine since rotations.
(crying)
Can you tell me
what happened?
- This woman hasn't. - Seen daylight in months.
What the hell is going on?
- Jules, there's months. - Of food in there.
The walls are soundproofed.
- Give me Xavier's. - Entire history, okay,
- Not just the criminal. - One. Thank you.
- Sick bastard would. - Go on sales trips,
- Visit his captive, then. - Leave her in here for weeks.
She used this to barricade
the door so he couldn't get in.
Erica was right...
He needed a tool
to break in.
- So much for. - The happily-married family man.
You know, the family and the
church, they're all just props
- to keep people from. - Suspecting anything.
So what? All we've got to do is
wait for him to come back here,
- jump his crazy ass, - and then, boom,
30 days closer
to killing my number.
- Local PD's already. - Doing cross patrols.
There's roadways,
alleyways, main streets.
He gets within three blocks
of the light show outside,
- he'll turn around. - And disappear.
I was working Ferry Street
a few weeks ago.
He said he was a cop
and told me to get in the car.
He started beating on me.
And I woke up in the basement.
Ms. Duffy,
the missing persons report
puts you gone
at nine months ago.
Really?
CHARLIE: Did
he ever mention
any places that he
might go or visit?
No.
He just... hurt me.
Did he talk about any people
that he might know
in other countries?
No.
He just hurt me.
MAN:
Look, I said
you could have
- five minutes and. - I gave you ten.
- I need to catch the. - Man that did this.
- And I need to treat. - This woman.
You do your job;
Let me do mine.
Please.
Let's go.
(sighs)
I hope you find the others.
Wait, what did you say?
- Come on, - enough already.
- No, no, she just said. - She hopes...
She hopes we find the others.
Who? Where?
I don't... I don't know.
He said there were three of us.
He'd make us make recordings
for each other.
Kept them in a lockbox.
- The footlocker from. - The house in Wilmington.
He had other women, and
the first place he went
was Wilmington?
- Julianne, get on the phone. - With Wilmington PD.
Tell them to put a search party
and rescue dogs
- within a five-mile radius. - Of the house.
- That he burned down. - In Wilmington.
He might've had women in there.
♪ ♪
Kelly Dezago.
- Prostitute; - strangled.
- Dogs found her. - In a grave.
- Three miles from. - The burned barn.
- She was malnourished; - her back molar was removed,
- And not by a dentist... - She was tortured,
- Just like Jill Duffy. - Why risk.
- Taking her from the barn? - If he wanted her dead,
- Why not leave her. - In the fire to sizzle?
It's not personal enough.
- Personal? He didn't. - Know these women.
They were from the street.
These crimes, ironically,
- have nothing to do. - With these women.
Now, uh, Julianne
- searched for anything. - On Xavier Price.
Prior to his criminal record.
- It turns out, - as a boy he was also.
A guest of the state,
but not as an inmate, as a ward.
- Daddy wasn't around; He was. - In and out of social services,
'Cause his mom liked
to use his arm for an ashtray.
- So, burns on the arm, - he burns down.
- To break out, - he burns down houses...
Fire is a ritualistic purging
for this man.
Now, what is he trying to purge?
- Perhaps it is. - The memory of his mother.
Taking him to the supermarket
- and leaving him there. - When he was nine.
He never saw her again.
So do you think this guy
- has a few issues. - With women, or what?
- JULIANNE: - Just pulled a death certificate - For his mother.
O.D.'d in a motel room
20 years ago.
She was a prostitute.
- Ding, ding, ding, - we have a winner.
So he tortures prostitutes
'cause he hates his mom?
No. I hate my mom;
Do I do these things?
Wouldn't surprise me.
(whispers):
How dare you.
- Uh... - All right, - Xavier Price,
He was physically
- and emotionally abused. - As a child,
- And eventually. - He was abandoned.
He had no control.
- He was at his. - Mother's mercy.
- Now, for most men. - Who collect and torture women,
- It's all about controlling them, - having power over them.
- Well... we saw. - His Hawaiian dolls.
Why not baseball cards?
Because thanks to his mom,
- this guy needs the feeling. - Of controlling women.
So I was right...
He did have something
pressing him to break
out: His collection.
- Yes. And he couldn't just. - Let 'em die when the food.
- And water runs out, - because that's nature.
- Controlling them. - And not him.
- And knowing his infamy. - Ended his ability.
- To continue with these women, - he moved on.
- To the ultimate form of control: - taking someone's life.
And, Shea, that is why he
- wouldn't let them. - Burn in the fire...
- 'Cause he needs. - It up close.
And personal,
- hands around the neck, - feeling the fear.
- So he can take that. - Final act of control.
- With him forever. - Okay, I'm done.
- And incidentally, - that is what
- I bring to the. - Table, miss.
Somebody could be that affected
- by not having a mother? - The one person.
- Genetically designed. - To nurse you abandons you?
What do you think?
- CHARLIE: - Okay, so,
- There were. - Three women.
One was found dead,
- one was found alive, - and one is still out there.
- Now, if we know Price, he's. - Tired, he's strapped for cash,
But he's still gonna get to her.
- Well, if we find out. - Where she's being held,
- He'll walk right. - Into our arms.
If we don't, she'll die,
and with nothing left
to keep him in the Northeast
he could run anywhere.
Okay, Julianne, get me a
breakdown of every single woman
- that's gone missing. - Within the last year,
Uh, within a 20-mile radius
- of Price's sales route. - Okay.
- That might take a bit. - Julianne,
- Why is it that every. - Single time I ask you.
- To do something. - You tell me how hard it is?
I just saw a woman whose nails
had been torn out 'cause she
- was clawing through. - A basement door.
She's doing the best she can.
- Hey, why don't you. - Mind your business, Ray?
- She doesn't run. - This team; Yourun.
- This team. - Step in my office.
Don't you ever call me out
- in front of them. - Like that again.
- Don't you ever yell. - At Julianne like that.
You yell at your own girl.
- Is this about Erica? - You're pissed.
Because I put her on the team
- without clearing it. - With you first?
You should've told me, Charlie.
With Erica's history,
what she's done... she's a risk.
- So what, bring Philly back? - So she can run off.
- With her money. - And get this whole thing.
- Shut down? - This is my chance.
- To get my badge back... - Not to mention,
This task force was my idea,
- and I have the right. - To know if I'm working.
With a girl with a spotty past
- or some guy. - With a heart condition.
- Yeah, I did my research... - The reason.
You huff and puff
like this big bad wolf...
- is the same reason. - You've been chained to a desk.
For all these years:
Bad ticker.
That's what killed your dad
when he was your age.
Okay.
- You know something. - About me,
I know something
about you.
- But unless you want. - The others to find out.
- That they're answering. - To a fellow convict,
I suggest you keep
your mouth shut, Ray.
And I'll try my best
not to let my...
"bad ticker"
interfere with
your career advancement.
- WOMAN: Hey, - no holding back.
Let it go, baby.
(knocking)
Out of the car;
Hands on the roof.
- Give me your wallet. - Officer, come on.
How much money you go?
It's my first time.
My wife!
- Your wife? - Yeah.
- Don't want your. - Wife to know? - No.
In the car; Drive away.
Yes. Yes.
Where you going?!
Give me my money!
This is some ...!
My man's been paying y'all
to back off this block!
(spits) Hey, I'm
talkin' to you!
- Did you spit. - On me, bitch?
You're not a cop.
Give me my money.
(grunts)
- Give me my... - Dirty...
Whore.
Filthy... whore.
- You're lucky I can't make you. - One of my girls right now...
I'd have lots of fun.
(vehicle approaching)
(gasping weakly)
- What sets a guy. - Like this off anyway?
I mean, he's had it out
for his mom since he was a kid.
Why snap now?
Well, could be
a memory trigger,
- an anniversary, - anything.
- It doesn't matter... once. - The floodgates are open.
- You can't put. - The water back.
- Employment record. - Says he went.
- On six sales trips. - A year.
- That means these women. - Were locked up alone.
Two months at a time.
Two months, that's too long.
No ..., it's cruel.
- No, I mean, it's too. - Long for Xavier.
- Somebody with. - His compulsion. - Can't go that long.
- Without exercising control. - Over his collection.
Is there anything in there
about, um, unscheduled visits,
- excuses to. - Visit clients?
Nope.
- JULIANNE: - Charlie.
- Missing women for. - The past six months.
- I know you said a year; - I just wanted.
- To get you something to. - Hold you over until I'm done.
Thanks, Julianne.
That's it, Julianne.
- That is how he keeps his. - Compulsion satisfied in between.
Trips to the women... he needs
something to hold him over.
Like a photo, a...
- a driver's license, - something personal.
- He keeps until. - He sees the women again.
- We find that, - we maybe find the third girl.
We need a search warrant.
- MRS. PRICE: - You-you can't just come in here.
- Mrs. Price, - we have a warrant.
- Xavier isn't here. - I have no idea.
- Where my husband is, - thanks to you people.
What are you doing?
My children are sleeping.
- Whatever he kept, - it won't be.
- So hard to get to. - He can't access it,
- But it will be... - will be hidden.
- Ma'am, when did you say. - Your husband.
- Began making. - This horrendous art?
Nine months ago...
And go to hell.
- Charlie, when did. - Jill Duffy go missing?
Nine months ago.
(yells)
Those belong to me!
This belongs to Kelly Dezago.
What... what is that?
It's a woman's molar.
A little something
to hold your husband over.
- (gasps) - Oh, please...
- Jill Duffy's fingernails... - And she didn't lose 'em.
- Trying to claw through. - That basement door.
What's going on?
Mrs. Price, your husband
that you defend so much
- has been kidnapping. - And keeping women.
And because he can't bear
to be apart from them,
- he's keeping little. - Forget-me-nots.
- In your home. - No.
N-No, you're wrong.
Human hair.
- It's gotta belong. - To whoever.
The third woman is.
- If we run a DNA. - We might be able.
To find out who she is, and we
- use that to find out. - Where she went missing.
- And because he. - Doesn't keep women.
- Very far from wherever. - He takes them from,
- That's exactly where. - He's headed next.
- Lloyd, grab those. - Let's go.
So, this many went missing
in just a few cities
in only a year?
- Prostitutes are. - Easy targets.
There's probably more
we don't know about.
- Okay, so, I just got. - The DNA reports e-mailed to me,
But because there are no
databases for solicitation,
then we got to narrow it down.
- Says here that it. - Belonged to a black woman.
(mumbles)
Not her.
Hold on, you're not
gonna take that one down,
are you, chief?
She's Mexican.
Last name: Gonzalez.
She's got...
physical characteristics
- that indicate. - African heritage... so just...
Really? Like what?
- (whispers): - You gonna make me say it? Shea.
Big lips?
See, I don't like working
with this racist, Ray.
I already said, I am not
a racist, I am a fact-ist.
- Your hair is. - Curlier than mine.
Your lips are
fuller than mine.
I don't even want to get
into what's in our pants.
All right, shut up.
What else you got?
Said that she was at least 30.
- So that takes out. - The majority of them.
Most girls don't make it
past 30 in the life.
- That leaves ten, - covering almost every city.
- In Price's sales route... - Doesn't really help us,
Now, does it?
Could be her.
Every collector likes
- the unique piece, - you know.
Buffalo nickel, so to speak.
If a black prostitute
- with bright green peepers. - Crossed Xavier's path.
When he was on the prowl,
he'd totally pick her.
Or I could be totally wrong,
and we are now
- wasting our time focusing. - On a geographic location.
Based on someone's eye color.
Damn it.
(beeping)
E-mail from forensics.
They sent a file.
They were able to salvage
a bit of video
from Xavier's footlocker.
(woman sobbing quietly)
- XAVIER: - You scared?
- WOMAN: - Yes.
XAVIER:
Say hello to the others.
(woman sniffles)
- WOMAN: - Hello.
- It's too dark; - I can't see her face.
WOMAN:
Wh-Why are you doing this?
- ERICA: - Okay, we've. - Seen enough.
(audio rewinding)
Really don't need
to see this again.
- Listen, in the background, - after he talks.
(Xavier chuckles, woman sobbing)
(whistle blowing in distance)
Hear that?
- ZANCANELLI: - Listen again.
- (whistle blowing) - That right there,
That's a train whistle.
- But there were. - No trains.
- Near the house. - That burned down.
Or the basement where
we found Jill Duffy.
Then this is
- the third woman... - This woman right here,
This is where he's going.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Outside of cities,
federal regulations
don't allow trains to run
that close to residential areas.
Thank you.
You know, there's a manhunt
going on right now,
and we're all trying
- to get some time off. - Our sentences. - Get lost.
I don't understand.
You... you're taking a break
from catching a killer
to stare out the window...
Carlton Hicks motion.
- Dr. Hicks studied women who lost. - Children from either death.
- Or separation. - And found that when. - Around other children.
- They instinctively reached. - For their stomachs.
- Give it a rest, okay? - More specifically, - The uterus.
- And you just did that, - staring at that woman.
- With her baby. - Across the street.
- You don't know what you're. - Talking about. - That is why. - You were asking.
- About the absentee. - Mothers. Oh, my God,
- Now you make. - Sense to me.
- The emotional. - Dissemblance,
The guarded behavior,
general bitchiness...
- I am warning you. - You miss your kid.
(grunts)
Oh...
Hey!
Whoa!
What the hell's
wrong with you!
What's the problem!
He kept riding me!
I want her prosecuted!
He's a pain in the...
to everyone,
but you don't attack the guy!
- Cool off! - And, Lloyd, I know.
You provoked it!
I have a deviated septum!
- JULIANNE: - I-I think I found something.
Okay, two years ago,
a commuter line was given
a zoning ordinance
to run tracks just 30 yards
from the backs of homes
on a... a rundown street
in Airdale, New York,
- just off of Price's. - Sales route.
- 30 yards is more. - Than close enough.
- To hear a train through. - Soundproof walls.
- Yeah, I searched. - The property records.
- There's eight homes. - On the street, all bank-owned.
That's where
he's got to be.
Shea, get Lloyd.
Tell Ray I'll be outside
in a minute, all right?
(sighs)
Charlie, are you serious?
Not a step out of line,
I told you.
Let's go!
Thanks.
I really messed
this up, didn't I?
Do you know what it's like
to have something inside of you
that you just can't control?
At times.
(humming quietly)
(sighs)
I know...
I'm sad, too.
♪ ♪
U.S. Marshals!
U.S... U.S. Marshals!
- We checked every house, Jules; - he's not here.
Where the hell is he?
I'm telling you, Ray,
that is the only street
that is close to the tracks.
I mean, I can hear the whistle
- moving past you. - Right now.
Julianne, they're
in the wrong town.
What? Why?
What's going on?
Erica thinks
that you're in the wrong town.
No, I-I know he is.
Just... just check to see
- if there's any power. - Plants, a factory,
- Something like that. - Along Price's sales route.
- What's she talking about? - No... okay, - Just do it!
- Jules, what the hell. - Are you doing?
- We don't have time. - To screw around.
I-I-I don't know.
I'm looking for...
What am I looking for? Um...
Okay, there is
a refinery in Sloan,
New Jersey, that, um...
That was on Price's route.
Let me talk to Ray.
Ray, you're in the wrong town.
I heard the theory;
Tell me why.
- Okay, Julianne said. - She could hear the train.
- Going "past you"... - Train whistles, car horns,
- They're loud when they're close, - and then they fade.
As they go past.
That whistle in the video,
it-it was steady,
- it didn't change... - It's not a train.
- Then what the hell was it? - There's a refinery.
In Sloan, New Jersey.
It's about 30 minutes from
where you are right now.
- I've been near there, and. - There's an industrial whistle.
- JULIANNE: - Okay, Ray, I've.
Got an article here.
- It says, due to. - Health concerns,
Six homes on the block
right behind the facility
were bought by the
refinery three years ago.
They're all vacant.
Were any of the missing
women left on that wall
last seen in Sloan?
Lloyd was right.
It's her.
(sobbing)
Mmm, look at you.
Almost worth
keeping you around.
(crying): No...
Stop! U.S. Marshal!
Let her go, Price!
Help!
Come near and I'll kill you!
- You see a weapon? - I couldn't tell.
- CHARLIE: - He lit the house!
- I assume you. - Want the back.
- CHARLIE: - Hey!
Andrea!
(Andrea crying)
CHARLIE:
Ray, I got the girl!
You go get Price.
- I think he went upstairs. - Get her out of here, Charlie.
You don't got long.
Lloyd, I need a hand!
Don't move, scumbag.
Let me see your hands.
CHARLIE:
Get out, Ray!
CHARLIE:
We got the girl!
We got to go!
Come on, Ray,
let's go! Come on!
- ZANCANELLI: Walk. - Towards me, slowly.
(loud clattering,
(glass shattering)
Now, officers, the
staircase is gone.
Mother used fire to punish me,
now I'm gonna use it
to not get punished.
I die here.
No prison, no confinement.
It just ends.
You ain't getting off that easy.
Yeah, I am.
'Cause now there's no way out.
I wouldn't
be so sure.
(grunts)
Yo, Ray!
Ray!
(coughing)
Shea! Move out of the way!
I'm gonna use that...
to break my fall!
(siren chirps)
(siren wailing in distance)
Andrea, he can't hurt
you anymore, all right?
You're gonna
be just fine.
Can I talk to him
for a minute?
When I leave here,
I'm calling the D.O.C.
and make sure
that they have a psych eval
awaiting your arrival.
- Within five minutes, - they'll mark you J-Cat,
Which means you'll spend
the rest of your life
in solitary confinement.
- No rec time, - no visitation.
Just 23 and a half hours a day
spent in a dark room
with no light coming in
except from
a six-inch slot in your door.
The hours will seem like days;
The days will feel like years.
You'll lose all concept of time,
and eventually,
you're gonna lose your mind.
You're gonna feel what
you did to those women,
Xavier...
only you're gonna experience it
for the rest of your life.
So you better enjoy
the sunlight
on your way back to prison.
♪ ♪
And my neck's sore
and my shoulder hurts.
Because, Mother,
she is deceptively strong
and... wiry.
(quietly):
Look, I-I can't talk
about this right now.
I love... I love you, okay? Bye.
Ride's waiting
downstairs, ladies.
Speaking of ladies...
- And I use the term. - So, so loosely...
- I'm not riding back with. - The animal that attacked me.
- SHEA: Normally, - I would side.
- With anybody who. - Kicks this dude's ass,
But I'm trying to get
time shaved off my bid,
- not work with somebody who. - Can't control their business.
- Hells, yeah. - CHARLIE:
Guys, let's just
- settle down, - all right?
I'm settled, Charlie.
- I'm settled on the fact. - That the people.
- We're running after. - Are gonna attack us,
But not one of our own;
I'm not gonna do that.
Ray, talk to you
for a second?
Yeah.
Close that door.
- All right, - what do you want to do.
- About Erica? - Wouldn't have.
- Caught Price without. - Her, but Lloyd.
Brings up a good point...
She's got issues.
- That's what. - I been saying. - What about if.
- She lost it like that. - Out in the field?
- She's a suspect in. - Five murders, Charlie.
- That's not a joke. - Look, Ray,
The whole story isn't
in her file, okay?
Erica was raised
by her father,
who was a bounty hunter,
and a damn good one.
By the time this girl was 12,
- she could track better. - Than most U.S. Marshals can.
- The file said. - Her dad's deceased.
He was killed by some thugs
- that worked for. - The gangbanger skip.
Her father caught.
They tortured him for days
- and then they. - Dumped him in some weeds.
And the guys she killed?
Five of the six guys
that murdered her father.
She was barely 20.
- She tracked. - These guys down.
- For years with. - Every law enforcement.
Agency on her back, and when
- they finally caught. - Her, all they could.
Pin on her were weapons charges.
She didn't leave a clue.
- Except the five. - Slash marks on her arm.
- Why didn't you. - Tell me this before?
Because you are not
my partner, Ray.
But I do respect your opinion
and your experience.
So what do you want to do?
I know all about you.
Your mom was a drunk
and a half a whore.
- Your dad got popped, - 'cause he wasn't smart enough.
To avoid who wanted him dead.
And now, because
of your crimes,
you lost your daughter,
and thank God for that!
She'll be better off
raised by wolves.
You want to smash my face?
There are rules here.
You want to be
part of this team?!
Huh?
This is the control
you have to show.
You want to be with your
daughter before she grows up,
you keep your powder dry.
You can't,
you're out.
I never had
a real mother.
My father was murdered, and
my daughter was taken from me.
I am angry.
But I can do this.
I need this.
Van to Maybelle's
waiting.
Go ahead.
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