(police radio chatter)
(Lisbon) WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
HUNTING AND GATHERING.
AH. THE VICTIM'S NAME IS TIMOTHY HARTLEY.
HE WAS KILLED SOMETIME LAST NIGHT.
HE WAS SHOT IN THE CHEST, AND THEN HIS THROAT WAS SLIT. CHARMING.
HIS I.D. SAYS HE'S FROM ABOUT A HUNDRED MILES AWAY FROM HERE--
HILLSBOROUGH. NO SIGN OF WHAT HE WAS DOING UP HERE. SHERIFF SAYS HARTLEY'S CAR'S DOWN THE ROAD.
I'LL CHECK IT OUT. ALL RIGHT.
YOU TELL HIM? TELL HIM WHAT?
CORONER'S OFFICE SENT STEINER. DR. STEINER?
AND WE ALL KNOW HOW MUCH YOU LIKE TO MAKE FUN OF DR. STEINER,
SO DON'T, OKAY? I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
NO HUMORING YOURSELF AT HIS EXPENSE. IS HE THAT WAY?
TOP OF THE MORNING TO YOU, STEINER.
YOU'RE LOOKING TRIM.
JANE.
AH.
(police radio chatter)
CURIOUSLY CONSIDERATE KILLER.
SLIT HIS THROAT AFTER THE SHOTS TO PUT HIM OUT OF HIS MISERY.
THREE STEPS BACK, PLEASE.
WHAT?
PLEASE MAINTAIN A DISTANCE
OF AT LEAST THREE STEPS FROM THE BODY. WHY?
BECAUSE THIS BODY IS A NO-JANE ZONE.
IT WILL NOT BE A PLAYGROUND FOR YOU.
YOU WILL NOT TOUCH IT OR SNIFF IT OR PLACE PLAYING CARDS ON IT
OR BORROW IT FOR AN INTERROGATION.
IF YOU DO, A DEPUTY WILL REMOVE YOU. CLEAR?
OH.
THAT'S A LITTLE HARSH, NO?
YOU HAVE DRIVEN ME TO DESPERATE MEASURES.
WELL, I'M NOTHING IF I'M NOT RESPECTFUL
OF MY FELLOW CRIME-FIGHTERS.
BUT I CAN SEE EVERYTHING I NEED TO FROM HERE ANYWAY.
REALLY? W...
WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU SEE?
HE'S IN MONEY, BUT NOT A BANKER,
SOMETHING MORE AGGRESSIVE-- STOCKS OR SUCH, SOCIAL DRINKER,
INCREASED HIS INTAKE LATELY,
SO UNDER SOME PRESSURE.
A REGISTERED, UH, INDEPENDENT, THOUGH ALWAYS VOTES REPUBLICAN,
AND AS MUCH MONEY AS HE HAS, HIS WIFE HAS MORE.
RIDICULOUS. HE CHOSE THE TASTELESS TASSELED LOAFERS.
SHE BOUGHT THE OPAL-ENLACED STERLING SILVER CUFF LINKS.
GUESSES.
YOU MIGHT AS WELL SAY HE'S GOING TO MEET A TALL, DARK STRANGER.
THAT'S VERY UNLIKELY, DOCTOR.
HE'S DEAD.
AND BY THE WAY, IT LOOKS LIKE THERE'S SOMETHING
IN HIS LEFT-FRONT PANT POCKET.
(sets down clipboard)
YOU ARE ABOUT TO THINK, "WHAT THE HELL? HOW DID JANE...
DO THAT?"
HOW DID YOU DO THAT?
AH.
"THERE ARE MORE THINGS IN HEAVEN AND EARTH, HORATIO,
THAN DREAMT OF IN YOUR PHILOSOPHY."
(Jane) OKAY. (Lisbon) YOU PLANNED AHEAD.
YOU ASKED ONE OF THE SHERIFF'S DEPUTIES TO CALL YOU
AND THEN YOU ASKED THEM TO PLANT THE NOTE. THAT IS AN ABSURD THEORY.
YOU KNOW THIS MEANS ANOTHER APOLOGY AT THE CORONER'S OFFICE. (cell phone ringing)
NO, IT DOESN'T. STEINER LOVES THE ATTENTION. YES, IT DOES. LISBON.
WHAT HAPPENED?
WHERE ARE THEY?
(police radio chatter)
ROBBERY. TWO GUYS IN A PICKUP PULLED THE CORONER'S VAN OVER
AND HELD IT UP. WHAT'D THEY STEAL?
HUH. GET THIS-- YOUR VIC'S BODY. HARTLEY'S CORPSE?
THAT'S RIGHT. STEINER TRIED TO STOP THEM, BELIEVE IT OR NOT. DR. STEINER.
AGENT LISBON.
IT'S NOT AS BAD AS IT LOOKS.
GO GET YOURSELF CHECKED OUT AND THEN COME TALK TO US.
JANE, WAS THIS YOU?
W-- ANOTHER TRICK?
OH. JANE HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS, NOTHING AT ALL.
YOU DIDN'T, DID YOU? OF COURSE NOT.
SWEAR ON YOUR LIFE? ON YOUR LIFE, EVEN.
DAMN IT. WHO STEALS A BODY?
INTERESTING.
**
THE PICKUP WAS... PULLED OVER.
THERE WERE TWO MEN, APPARENTLY WORKING ON THE ENGINE.
THEY FLAGGED US DOWN,
FOR HELP, WE THOUGHT, AND THEN THEY PULLED OUT GUNS.
CAN YOU DESCRIBE THEM?
THEY WERE BOTH WHITE,
A LITTLE UNDER 6 FEET, I THINK.
I CAN'T REALLY SAY MUCH MORE.
THEY WORE HOODED S-- JACKETS AND SUNGLASSES.
ONE WENT TO THE VAN AND DRAGGED THE BODY BAG OUT.
THE ONE GUARDING US WENT TO HELP HIM, AND...
THAT'S WHEN I...
INTERVENED.
FOOLISH.
FOR ONCE, I AGREE WITH YOU. MNH.
THEY PUT THE BODY INTO THE TRUCK AND THEY--THEY TOOK OFF.
WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THIS? WE DON'T KNOW YET. IT'S EARLY.
(cell phone beeps)
I HAVE TO TAKE THIS. I'M SORRY.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME, DR. STEINER.
OF COURSE.
(clears throat)
GOOD-BYE AGAIN, MR. JANE.
IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT.
EXCUSE ME?
THEY HAD GUNS.
BIG, SCARY GUNS. THERE'S NOTHING YOU COULD DO.
THE BODY IS MY RESPONSIBILITY, MY REASON FOR BEING HERE.
NOW I HAVE NO REASON OR RESPONSIBILITY.
THERE'S NOTHING FOR ME TO DO. I DON'T EXPECT YOU TO UNDERSTAND
WHY THAT FEELS LIKE FAILURE TO ME, BUT IT DOES. WANT A CUP OF TEA?
I DON'T THINK SO.
SUIT YOURSELF.
I LIKE THE CHAPEL IN YOUNTVILLE.
IT'S JUST A LONG WAY FOR THE GUESTS TO GO.
WHAT DID YOU FIND OUT ABOUT VANDERMEER STATE PARK?
I LOVE THAT PLACE.
OH.
I SEE.
WELL, I GUESS WE'LL JUST KEEP LOOKING.
I LOVE YOU. BYE. (receiver clatters)
VANDERMEER STATE PARK--
BEAUTIFUL FOR A WEDDING. I'VE HIKED THERE.
THERE'S AN OLD QUAKER MEETING HOUSE.
OH, IT WOULD BE PERFECT,
BUT I GUESS THEY DON'T ALLOW WEDDINGS.
IT'S TOO HARD ON THE GROUND VEGETATION. WHAT DO WE HAVE ON HARTLEY?
JANE WAS RIGHT. HE WAS IN FINANCE.
RAN A HEDGE FUND CALLED THE H.V. WILDER FUND.
BUT HIS WIFE'S FAMILY HAS THE REAL MONEY. NAME'S COOK. THE COOKS?
YEAH, I GUESS. WIFE'S NAME IS PEREGRINE.
I'LL DEAL WITH THE FAMILY.
YOU GO AND TALK TO THE PEOPLE HE WORKED WITH.
ANYTHING ON THE MISSING CORPSE? FORENSICS FOUND NO USABLE PRINTS ON THE VAN
AND NOTHING FROM THE TIRE TRACKS AT THE SCENE. WHY STEAL A DEAD BODY? WHAT CAN THEY USE IT FOR?
GOT ME. GO AND HAVE
ANOTHER TALK WITH THE TWO GUYS THAT WERE WITH STEINER.
GET ANY DETAILS ON THE THIEVES OR THE TRUCK.
VAN PELT, LOOK FOR ANY SIMILAR CRIMES,
BODIES THAT WERE STOLEN FROM HOSPITALS, AMBULANCES, ANYTHING. GOOD LUCK WITH THE COOKS.
YEAH, NOTHING LIKE TELLING PEOPLE
THEIR LOVED ONES ARE DEAD,
AND OH, BY THE WAY, WE LOST THE CORPSE. (chuckles)
NONE OF THIS MAKES ANY SENSE.
(pants)
THE LAST TIME I-I SPOKE TO TIM,
HE WAS TELLING ME SOME STUPID JOKE HE HEARD AT WORK,
HAPPY AS CAN BE.
WHO'S RESPONSIBLE, AGENT?
MY SON-IN-LAW DIDN'T JUST DISAPPEAR.
SOMEONE IS ACCOUNTABLE. WHO? MA'AM, WE DON'T KNOW YET. WE'RE DOING THE BEST WE CAN.
NOT GOOD ENOUGH. MOTHER!
MY DEAR, WHEN THEY TELL YOU THEY'RE DOING THEIR VERY BEST,
THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT THEY AREN'T DOING. HELL OF A PLACE YOU'VE GOT HERE.
WHERE'D YOU GET THE MONEY FOR IT? EXCUSE ME?
THE MOOLAH. THE SCRATCH. THE SHEKELS. THE DOLLARINIS. WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?
OBVIOUSLY SOMETHING YOU'RE EMBARRASSED ABOUT.
SUGAR BEETS. SUGAR BEETS?
MY, UH, MY GRANDFATHER GREW THEM.
I LOVE SUGAR BEETS.
THERE'S NO SHAME IN SUGAR BEETS, ELSPETH.
MRS. HARTLEY, WE FOUND YOUR HUSBAND'S BODY
A HUNDRED MILES FROM HERE.
ANY IDEA WHAT HE WAS DOING OUT THERE? UH, NO, NONE AT ALL.
WAS THERE ANYTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY
GOING ON IN HIS LIFE? TROUBLES AT WORK?
CHANGES IN HIS SCHEDULE? NO. WE STARTED...
TALKING ABOUT HAVING...
A FAMILY...
A WHILE BACK.
THERE, THERE, DEAR.
IF THERE ARE NO MORE QUESTIONS...
YOU DIDN'T LIKE YOUR SON-IN-LAW, DID YOU?
YOU FOUND HIM VULGAR DESPITE HIS HIGHFALUTIN JOB.
AND YOU... YOU'RE FRIGHTENED.
THE BODY'S DISAPPEARANCE ALARMS YOU IN A VERY SPECIFIC WAY.
WHAT IS THAT?
HARRISON, PLEASE SHOW OUR VISITORS OUT.
THANK YOU. I'M GOOD.
THANKS. THANK YOU.
OH, GOD.
WHY DO THESE THINGS HAPPEN?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU AND MR. HARTLEY BEEN PARTNERS?
OH, UH, FIVE YEARS OR SO.
WE WERE BOTH INTERESTED IN A FUND
THAT OFFERED SLIGHTLY ESOTERIC FINANCIAL INSTRUMENTS.
A HEDGE FUND. WHAT WE DO IS PRETTY COMPLICATED.
I DON'T WANT TO BORE YOU WITH THE DETAILS. AS I UNDERSTAND IT, YOU RELY ON A STRATEGY
THAT EXPLOITS MEAN REVERSION TENDENCIES
OF CROSSCURRENT FAR FORWARD RATES. IS THAT RIGHT? YES.
WHAT DID MR. HARTLEY DO FOR THE FUND? BUILT IT. DESIGNED THE STRATEGY.
CERTIFIABLE GENIUS. THE BEST.
A FUND LIKE YOURS CAN LOSE PEOPLE A LOT OF MONEY.
ANY ANGRY INVESTORS? NO, NO, NO.
RECENTLY, WE'VE HAD EXCELLENT RETURNS.
WHAT ABOUT WORK? DID HARTLEY HAVE PROBLEMS HERE?
"LOVED" IS THE WORD.
HOW ABOUT TROUBLE AT HOME? NO. TIM ADORED PEREGRINE.
HE--HE--HE WAS A BOY SCOUT.
HE WOULD NEVER PLAY AROUND, WOULDN'T EVEN THINK OF IT.
HE'S A STRAIGHT... STRAIGHT ARROW.
I SEE.
THE STRAIGHTEST. (chuckles)
SO NOTHING NEW FROM THE GUYS WITH STEINER,
BUT IT WASN'T AN ENTIRELY WASTED JOURNEY. I GOT SCONES.
(chuckles) I FOUND SOMETHING.
THREE OTHER CORPSES HAVE BEEN STOLEN
FROM VEHICLES LEAVING CRIME SCENES OVER THE PAST SIX MONTHS. HUH. WHO CAUGHT THE CASES?
WE DID. RIGSBY. O'LAUGHLIN. WHY IS THE FBI ON THIS?
IT'S INTERSTATE. ONE OF THE CORPSES WAS TAKEN IN NEVADA.
YOU GUYS HAVE A THEORY? YEAH. WE THINK THE BODIES ARE BEING SOLD AT TISSUE BANKS.
TISSUE BANKS? THEY HARVEST BONE AND TISSUE FROM THE CORPSES,
THEN SELL THEM TO MEDICAL SUPPLY HOUSES.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO GET PERMISSION FROM THE FAMILY
TO SELL THE CORPSE, BUT THESE GUYS ARE SKIPPING THAT PART. AND TISSUE BANKS ARE REGULATED,
SO MORE LIKELY THE THIEVES ARE WORKING WITH THE FUNERAL HOME.
THEY PROVIDE THE BODIES TO TISSUE BANKS. I PUT TOGETHER A LIST OF FUNERAL HOMES IN THE AREA.
WE CAN START WITH THAT. GREAT, YEAH.
HEY, RIGSBY, MY BOSS ASKED ME TO COME,
YOU KNOW, SINCE I'VE WORKED WITH CBI BEFORE. HMM.
I'M NOT TRYING TO GET IN YOUR FACE IS ALL I'M SAYING. DIDN'T THINK YOU WERE.
OKAY, GOOD. OKAY.
(clears throat)
DR. STEINER, I PRESUME.
WHAT BRINGS YOU BACK?
GOOD NEWS, ACTUALLY.
A SMALL AMOUNT OF BLOOD WAS RECOVERED
FROM THE DIRT UNDER THE BODY AT THE CRIME SCENE.
IT CONTAINS TWO DISTINCT D.N.A. SIGNATURES.
THE KILLER GOT CUT, TOO.
YES, PROBABLY WHILE USING A KNIFE ON THE VICTIM.
THERE'S NOT ENOUGH BLOOD FOR AN I.D.,
BUT THERE COULD BE MORE ON THE CORPSE.
INTERESTING. WHY DID YOU COME AND TELL ME THAT IN PERSON
INSTEAD OF CALLING?
I WOULD LIKE TO ASSIST IN SOME SMALL WAY, IF THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
OKAY. LET'S GO GET YOU A GUN, SHALL WE?
KIDDING. WELCOME. COME ON.
LOOK SHARP, LISBON. WE HAVE A VISITOR.
DR. STEINER? CAN I HELP YOU?
WELL, ACTUALLY, I--
STEINER'S GONNA BE JOINING US FOR A WHILE.
UM... OKAY.
WHAT IS ALL THIS MESS? IT'S HARTLEY'S CALENDAR AND PHONE RECORDS.
WE'RE MAKING A LIST OF PEOPLE HE SAW BEFORE HE DIED.
MEH. CLERICAL WORK.
WE NEED TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE BIG SECRET IS. WHAT BIG SECRET?
YEAH, WHAT BIG SECRET? THE BIG, WEIRD SECRET THAT THE WIDOW AND THE PARTNER
AND EVERYONE WON'T TELL US ABOUT
BECAUSE IT'S TOO SHAMEFUL TO MENTION.
IT'S FUNNY YOU SHOULD MENTION THAT.
HE--HE DID HAVE AN APPOINTMENT EVERY WEEK WITH NO DESCRIPTION.
THURSDAYS, 2:15 TO 3:30. NO NAME, NO ADDRESS. INTERESTING.
CLERICAL WORK, HUH? TOUCHé.
IF I MAY, HIS CAR'S G.P.S. MIGHT HAVE AN ADDRESS.
YES, IT MIGHT.
SEE? USEFUL ALREADY.
2729 HILLVIEW AVENUE.
(car doors close) THIS IS THE ADDRESS IN HARTLEY'S G.P.S.
(Jane) MM.
(clicks tongue) OKAY, WHAT'S THE GAME WITH STEINER?
NO GAME. WHAT'S HE DOING HERE, THEN?
WHAT ARE ANY OF US DOING HERE? WE DON'T BRING GUESTS ON INVESTIGATIONS.
MAYBE WE SHOULD. A DIFFERENT MYSTERY SLEUTH FOR EACH CASE. WELL, IF THIS IS SOME GAG YOU'RE PULLING--
IT'S NOT. HE ASKED IF HE COULD COME ALONG,
AND I SAID HE COULD. ALL RIGHT? THAT'S IT.
WE'RE BUILDING BRIDGES, MENDING FENCES... OKAY.
PLANTING SEEDS... UH-HUH.
LAYING FOUNDATIONS. OKAY.
IT'S A MEDICAL BUILDING. G.P.s, DENTISTS, BUT MOSTLY SHRINKS.
(Steiner) HOW DO YOU KNOW WHO TO TALK TO? ANY CALLS FROM HIS PHONE RECORDS TO THIS ADDRESS?
NO, BUT WE CAN CHECK HIS BANK RECORDS FOR PAYMENTS. OH, WE'D NEED A WARRANT FOR THAT.
I'D RATHER JUST START KNOCKING ON DOORS.
THEN WE'RE GONNA NEED MORE PEOPLE.
YOU'LL HAVE TO CLEAR THAT WITH ADMIN. (alarm blaring)
OKAY, EVERYBODY, OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE!
COME ON! IT'S NOT A DRILL! WHOO! OH, GOD. WHY DO YOU DO THINGS LIKE THIS?
HUSTLE IT OUT. HUSTLE IT OUT. THAT'S THE WAY. OKAY, COME ON.
ALL OF YOU.
HELLO, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
MY NAME IS PATRICK JANE. I'M WITH THE CBI.
WE ARE LOOKING FOR THE DOCTOR WHO TREATED TIMOTHY HARTLEY.
I KNOW YOU HAVE A DOCTOR/PATIENT CONFIDENTIALITY THING.
LET'S NOT WORRY ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW.
WOULD TIMOTHY HARTLEY'S DOCTOR PLEASE RAISE HIS OR HER HAND?
RAISE IT ON UP.
I KNOW IT'S ONE OF YOU. MAYBE TO YOUR RIGHT,
MAYBE TO YOUR LEFT. UP, UP, UP, UP WITH YOUR HAND. BRING IT UP.
OKAY, SO NO ONE HAS RAISED THEIR HAND.
THAT DOESN'T MATTER BECAUSE I KNOW THAT YOU, MA'AM,
ARE THE PERSON WHO WE SEEK. PLEASE COME FORWARD.
EVERYONE ELSE, THANK YOU, AND BACK TO YOUR QUACKERY.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME, MA'AM?
DR. WENDELYNE McCORMICK.
AND I WON'T DISCUSS MY PATIENTS
OF THE FACT THAT SOMEONE IS MY PATIENT.
WE'RE INVESTIGATING THE MURDER OF TIMOTHY HARTLEY.
HE WAS KILLED LAST NIGHT. (sirens wailing)
OH, GOD.
UM...
ALL RIGHT.
HOW DID YOU KNOW IT WAS ME?
EVERYONE ELSE WAS LOOKING AROUND TO SEE WHO IT WAS,
BUT YOU WEREN'T, BECAUSE YOU KNEW.
(horn blares) GREAT. THE FIRE DEPARTMENT. I'LL GO TALK TO 'EM.
TIM HAD BEEN IN THERAPY FOR ABOUT FOUR MONTHS.
HE'D HAD A TRAUMATIZING EXPERIENCE
THAT HE WANTED TO WORK THROUGH. WHAT KIND OF AN EXPERIENCE?
AGENT, CAN I GET SOME ASSURANCE OF DISCRETION FROM YOU?
IT'S A SENSITIVE MATTER TO THE PEOPLE AROUND HIM. WE CAN'T PROMISE ANYTHING.
VERY WELL.
ABOUT FIVE MONTHS AGO,
HE HAD AN ABDUCTION EXPERIENCE. EXCUSE ME?
HE BELIEVED HE WAS ABDUCTED BY EXTRATERRESTRIAL BEINGS...
TAKEN TO THEIR SHIP, EXAMINED,
AND RELEASED.
MM.
(chuckles)
KIDNAPPED BY ALIENS.
COOL.
I-I COULDN'T... COULDN'T DO ANYTHING.
I WAS JUST BEING... TAKEN RIGHT TO THE SHIP. IT HAPPENED WHEN HARTLEY WAS DRIVING HOME
FROM A TRIP TO RENO.
WE FOUND A COUPLE OF THESE VIDEOS ON HIS PERSONAL LAPTOP,
SOME KIND OF DIARY OF THE EVENT. AND ONCE ON THE SHIP, THERE WERE...
THERE WERE BEINGS ALL AROUND ME,
SMALL...
JUST ASH GRAY.
AND THERE WERE A LITTLE TALLER ONES, TOO--
THEY'RE THE SAME COLOR.
THEY WERE LEADERS, I THINK.
IT JUST ALL FEELS SO...
IT FEELS SO CONCRETE,
SO REAL.
CRAZY. HE SOUNDS SINCERE TO ME.
SINCERELY CUCKOO. I DON'T SEE ANY SIGN HE'S LYING.
IT COULD BE A DREAM THAT HE EXPERIENCED
DURING A HYPNAGOGIC STATE. THAT WOULD MAKE IT TRUE FOR HIM,
BUT NOT OBJECTIVELY REAL. EXACTLY. I AGREE WITH HIM COMPLETELY.
THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE SAY IT'S HAPPENED TO THEM.
THEY CAN'T ALL BE CRAZY OR LYING. HMM.
I'M JUST SAYING YOU SHOULD KEEP AN OPEN MIND.
YOU CAN'T PROVE THERE AREN'T ALIENS.
THAT'S TRUE. OKAY, THE POINT IS, THE WIFE HAD TO HAVE KNOWN ABOUT THIS.
WE NEED TO TALK TO HER AGAIN. (Cho) YEAH.
WHERE ARE WE WITH THE BODY HUNT? WE'VE IDENTIFIED EIGHT FUNERAL PARLORS
THAT HAD EXTENSIVE LEGITIMATE DEALINGS WITH TISSUE BANKS.
WE'RE GONNA START WITH THEM. WE'RE SPLITTING THE INTERVIEWS
WITH O'LAUGHLIN. ALL RIGHT, LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU FIND.
OKAY. WATCH THE SKIES, GRACE.
TIM TOLD ME AS SOON AS IT HAPPENED.
HE SAID HE MET THEM IN A FIELD OUTSIDE AUBURN.
WHERE WE FOUND HIS BODY? MM-HMM.
HE KEPT GOING BACK. HE COULDN'T TELL ME WHY.
I MEAN, HE KNEW IT WASN'T RATIONAL.
WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US THIS BEFORE?
I GOT A CALL FROM ART VELLA,
TIM'S PARTNER.
HE TOLD ME NOT TO MENTION IT, BEGGED ME.
HE SAID IT WOULD BE DEVASTATING FOR THE BUSINESS.
YOU BELIEVED YOUR HUSBAND'S STORY, DIDN'T YOU?
THAT'S WHY YOU WERE SO SCARED WHEN THE BODY DISAPPEARED.
OKAY, OKAY.
LISTEN TO ME.
MY HUSBAND WASN'T CRAZY.
OKAY?
HE WOULDN'T LIE TO ME ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
RUBBISH! WHEN SOMEONE TELLS YOU SOMETHING CONTRARY TO FACT,
THEY ARE LYING, FULL STOP.
DON'T START, MOTHER.
AGENTS, MY SON-IN-LAW WAS DRUNK OR DRUG-ADDLED OR BOTH.
AS FOR THIS TABLOID TRASH ABOUT MEN FROM MARS...
LADIES. HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT?
RIDICULOUS. JUST RIDICULOUS! THIS IS SO LIKE YOU, MOTHER...
I'VE NEVER HEARD SUCH TWADDLE IN MY LIFE... SO CLOSED OFF AND CLOSE-MINDED.
AND HE SAID IT WITH A STRAIGHT FACE. YOU HONESTLY THINK...
(Lisbon) LADIES. LADIES, THAT'S ENOUGH. WAIT. WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?
AH, YES.
YOU'RE A SCOTCH MAN, RIGHT?
UH...
UH, YES. I...
(sniffs)
(clears throat)
OH, NO, NO. I-I SHOULDN'T.
(sniffs)
YOU REALLY SHOULD.
(sniffs) MMM.
CHEERS.
(clink)
AHH.
YOU KNOW, DON'T YOU?
EXCUSE ME?
YOU KNOW THAT I'M SICK.
WHY WOULD PATRICK JANE, OF ALL PEOPLE,
INVITE ME TO A FANCY HOUSE
AND PUT A FIRST-RATE SCOTCH IN MY HAND IF HE DIDN'T KNOW?
YOU'VE LOST SOME WEIGHT-- 8 POUNDS.
YES.
YOUR FACE IS LOOKING DRAWN.
YOU'RE TAKING SOME POWERFUL MEDICATION.
I CAN SEE IT IN THE PALLOR OF YOUR SKIN.
YES.
I'M DYING.
I HAVE A MONTH...
MOST LIKELY, MAYBE LESS.
I'M SORRY.
AH.
THANK YOU FOR THE DISTRACTION.
WELL, IT'S ALWAYS GOOD TO...
KEEP BUSY.
THERE'S PROBABLY SOME, UH, HAVANA CIGARS IN THAT BOX THERE.
NO. NO, NO. I...
I COULDN'T.
COULD I?
(opens box) WELL, YOU'RE RIGHT.
THIS IS A GOOD CIGAR.
MM.
(inhales and exhales deeply)
(sniffs)
THE ONLY OTHER TIME
THAT I HAD BEEN IN A ROOM LIKE THIS
WAS TO EXAMINE A MAN WHO DIED ACCIDENTALLY
IN THE MIDDLE OF AN AUTOEROTIC RITUAL.
WELL, I BET HE DIED WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE.
(laughing)
EXCUSE ME.
CAN I HELP YOU? AHEM.
YES.
WHY DID YOU TELL PEREGRINE HARTLEY
TO LIE TO US, SIR?
I DIDN'T TELL HER TO LIE.
I ASKED PEREGRINE NOT TO RAISE CERTAIN RELEVANT INFORMATION.
WHY'D YOU DO THAT?
TIM WAS THE BRAIN. I HANDLED CLIENTS, ADMINISTRATION.
TIM WAS THE BRAIN. IT'S ALL ABOUT CONFIDENCE.
IF THE INVESTORS HEAR ABOUT ALIEN PROBES AND WHATNOT,
CONFIDENCE GOES RIGHT OUT THE WINDOW.
THEN I ASSUME YOU ASKED HIM NOT TO TALK ABOUT THIS. CONSTANTLY.
BUT MR. HARTLEY WAS GROWING CERTAIN
HIS EXPERIENCES WERE REAL.
HE MUST'VE WANTED TO TALK ABOUT IT.
WE HAD SOME ARGUMENTS ABOUT IT. BAD ARGUMENTS?
I DIDN'T KILL TIM BECAUSE HE WANTED
TO GO PUBLIC WITH HIS CUCKOO STORY.
YOU NEED TO TALK TO THAT U.F.O. FRUITCAKE THAT TIM MET.
THEY'RE FRIENDS ABOUT A WEEK,
AND THEN TIM WANTED NOTHING MORE TO DO WITH HIM.
I THINK HE WAS TRYING TO SQUEEZE SOME MONEY OUT OF TIM. WHAT'S HIS NAME?
KIRK. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?
NEWSOM KIRK.
IS THERE ANY WAY YOU CAN KEEP THIS QUIET?
I DOUBT IT. $2.8 BILLION IN ASSETS.
WE'RE GOING DOWN BECAUSE MY PARTNER THOUGHT
HE WAS KIDNAPPED BY LITTLE GREEN MEN.
GRAY.
WHAT?
THE LITTLE MEN. THEY'RE GRAY.
THANKS FOR YOUR TIME. APPRECIATE IT.
TWO DOWN, TWO TO GO. WANNA GRAB SOME FOOD? OH, THERE'S AN ERRAND I WANNA RUN.
GIVE ME HALF AN HOUR. I'LL CATCH UP. WHERE YOU GOING? I'LL TAKE YOU.
YOU DON'T NEED TO DO THAT. OH, COME ON. HOW FAR IS IT?
IT'S A LITTLE WAYS. IT'S OKAY. IT'S A WEDDING THING. OH, I SEE.
WHY DON'T I DROP YOU OFF? I'LL GRAB SOMETHING TO EAT,
AND THEN STAY IN THE CAR, OKAY?
SURE.
(birds chirping)
(cell phone rings)
(clears throat) HELLO.
O'Laughlin. I tried Grace. She didn't answer.
SHE'S BUSY. I've got something.
GARY WINEMAN, FUNERAL DIRECTOR.
MENTIONED TISSUE BANKS, AND HE GOT VERY NERVOUS.
MR. WINEMAN, THESE ARE MY COLLEAGUES FROM CBI,
AGENTS RIGSBY AND VAN PELT.
DID AGENT O'LAUGHLIN MENTION WHAT THIS WAS ABOUT, SIR?
UH, SOME... BODIES HAVE BEEN STOLEN
THAT MIGHT HAVE GONE TO A TISSUE BANK?
NO, THAT'S THE FBI's INVESTIGATION.
WE'RE INVESTIGATING A MURDER.
OH. YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THAT.
(scoffs) I CERTAINLY DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT. WELL, I HOPE SO, SIR.
A CASE LIKE THIS, ANYONE CONNECTED TO IT--
EVEN REMOTELY CONNECTED-- IS IN BIG TROUBLE. BEST THING TO PROTECT YOURSELF--
BE VERY CLEAR ABOUT WHAT YOU KNOW AND WHAT YOU'VE DONE.
UM... (clears throat)
OH, GOD. UH, LOOK...
W-WE...
MY WIFE HAD A BABY GIRL,
AND WE NEEDED A LITTLE EXTRA CASH,
SO I STARTED SELLING BODIES TO TISSUE BANKS--
A-ALL--ALL LEGITIMATE.
I GOT PERMISSION EVERY TIME.
BUT THE BANKS ALWAYS WANT MORE BODIES,
AND MY WIFE GOT PREGNANT AGAIN.
LOOK, WHO CAME TO YOU?
MY COUSIN. NOT A GOOD PERSON.
HE SAID THAT IF WE SPLIT THE FEE,
HE COULD PROVIDE BODIES, NO PERMISSION NECESSARY.
ALL I HAVE TO DO WAS DUMMY UP PAPERWORK,
GIVING THEM FALSE NAMES. DID HE BRING YOU A CORPSE TODAY?
NO, NO, NO, NO. BUT I-- HE HAS DONE THIS BEFORE
WITH OTHER FUNERAL HOMES. HIS NAME IS OWEN MELLING.
I-I-I HAD NO I-- WHERE IS HE NOW, SIR?
MELLING'S DONE TIME FOR ASSAULT, ARMED ROBBERY,
AND TRUCK HIJACKING.
DID THE TRUCK JOBS WITH A BUDDY NAMED JIM MATTHEWS.
BOTH ARE ON PAROLE. MELLING OWES 15 YEARS, MATTHEWS--12.
AND THEY KNOW IF THEY GET PICKED UP,
THEY'RE VIOLATED BACK IN. IT'S GOOD TIMES.
OWEN MELLING? CBI.
WE NEED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT A ROBBERY THIS MORNING.
JUST WANNA GET SOME FACTS STRAIGHT.
COME DOWN TO THE OFFICE, AND WE CAN EXPLAIN.
JIM. COPS.
JIM MATTHEWS? YEAH. WHAT'S UP?
SAYS IT'S ABOUT SOME ROBBERY THIS MORNING.
SO WHAT?
WE WERE RIGHT HERE. THAT'S RIGHT. BEEN HERE ALL DAY.
(Rigsby) YEAH, WELL, WE STILL NEED TO TALK TO YOU. NOW GET YOUR HANDS OUT OF YOUR POCKET.
HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE 'EM. YOU HEARD HIM. NOW.
DON'T HASSLE MY BOY! HE AIN'T DONE NOTHIN'! PUT THE WEAPON DOWN, MA'AM.
YOU JUST WANNA MAKE MORE TROUBLE FOR HIM. I WON'T HAVE IT.
WE JUST WANNA TALK TO YOUR SON. EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE FINE.
JUST PUT DOWN THE GUN, MA'AM.
(Rigsby) PLEASE.
GUN! (bullet ricochets)
(gun clicks) UGH!
O'LAUGHLIN, GRACE IS IN TROUBLE. COVER ME.
O'LAUGHLIN!
GRACE, GET DOWN!
(panting)
ON THE GROUND! FACEDOWN! NOW!
(panting)
GET ON THE GROUND!
WHAT'D YOU FIND IN MELLING'S HOUSE? NO SIGN OF HARTLEY'S BODY.
FORENSICS IS CHECKING THE PICKUP FOR D.N.A. I GOT SOMETHING. ACCORDING TO HIS CELL PHONE RECORDS,
MELLING MADE A CALL YESTERDAY TO A WELLVIEW FUNERAL HOME. COULD BE WHERE THEY DROPPED OFF HARTLEY'S BODY.
GET STEINER AND GO AND CHECK IT OUT. IF THE BODY'S THERE,
HE'S THE ONE TO I.D. IT. SURE.
TRACKED DOWN AN ADDRESS FOR NEWSOM KIRK, THE GUY HARTLEY HAD
A FALLING-OUT WITH. HE RUNS AN ORGANIZATION FOR ABDUCTEES
CALLED THE FOURTH KIND FOUNDATION. OFFICE IS DOWNTOWN. DOES HE HAVE A SHEET?
RUNNING IT NOW. (types on keyboard)
WE'LL GO TALK TO HIM. CALL IF ANYTHING POPS. OKAY.
NEWSOM KIRK, I'M AGENT LISBON.
THIS IS AGENT CHO. WE'RE WITH THE CBI.
YES, YES. YOU CALLED. WELCOME.
AGENT CHO, YOU--YOU'VE-- YOU'VE BEEN, HAVEN'T YOU?
EXCUSE ME?
UP. TAKEN, WITH THEM.
NO.
WELL, I'M GETTING A-- I'M GETTING A DEFINITE SENSE.
IT SOMETIMES TAKES A PERSON YEARS
TO REALIZE THEY'VE HAD THE EXPERIENCE.
TIMOTHY HARTLEY. OF COURSE. SORRY.
YOU MET HIM THROUGH THE FOUNDATION, RIGHT?
YEAH. WE'RE HERE TO SERVE ABDUCTEES,
UM, HELP THEM COME TO TERMS WITH THEIR EXPERIENCE.
OH. SPREAD THE WORD.
UH, TIM WANTED TO TALK ABOUT WHAT HE'D BEEN GOING THROUGH.
HE ASKED US TO KEEP IT IN CONFIDENCE, AND--AND WE DID.
AND THAT'S ALL YOU DID-- TALK ABOUT HIS EXPERIENCE?
NO. AS A MATTER OF FACT, TIM HAD A LOT OF MONEY.
AND FRANKLY, WE--WE NEED MONEY,
WE HAD--WE HAD SEVERAL QUITE SERIOUS DISCUSSIONS
ABOUT FUNDING THIS--THIS PLACE.
AS A CHILD... (clears throat)
DID--DID YOU HAVE, UM, DREAMS
WHERE YOU WERE FLOATING THROUGH THE HOUSE
AS THOUGH PULLED BY AN UNSEEN FORCE?
NO.
UH, WE HEARD THAT THE, UH, TWO OF YOU
HAD SOME SORT OF A FALLING-OUT?
HE DECIDED THAT HE WANTED TO START HIS OWN FOUNDATION.
UH, HIS RIGHT, I SAY. IT NEVER GOT ANGRY?
NO, NO. UH, IF YOU'RE LOOKING
FOR SOMEONE TIM HAD A FIGHT WITH,
YOU SHOULD TALK TO THAT SHRINK OF HIS. (cell phone buzzes)
UH, McCORMICK.
SHE WANTED TO WRITE A BOOK ABOUT HIM.
HE SAID NO. SHE WAS ANGRY.
OKAY. BOSS, FROM RIGSBY.
UH, MR. NEWSOM, IS YOUR REAL NAME GARRETT ROSTEN?
AND DID YOU SPEND A YEAR IN CHINO PRISON FOR FRAUD?
BECAUSE YOUR ARREST RECORD SAYS YOU DID.
IN MY PREVIOUS LIFE, I WAS GARRETT ROSTEN, YES.
MR. HARTLEY SEEMS LIKE THE KIND OF GUY
WHO WOULD RESEARCH SOMEBODY
IF HE WAS CONSIDERING FUNDING THEM.
DID HE FIND OUT ABOUT THIS? I NEVER HID GARRETT.
I'M SIMPLY A DIFFERENT PERSON NOW. NOT THAT DIFFERENT.
THERE'S A BENCH WARRANT OUT FOR YOUR ARREST FOR KITING CHECKS.
WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO TAKE YOU IN. TURN AROUND, PLEASE.
(handcuffs click) IT'S--IT'S OKAY. IT'S...
JUST A MISUNDERSTANDING.
HEY, AGENT.
THE IMPORTANT THING IS THAT YOU TAKE A LOOK INSIDE YOURSELF
AND START QUESTIONING THOSE EXPERIENCES...
THAT YOU CAN'T EXPLAIN.
NEVER HAPPENED.
I BELIEVE YOU.
WAKE UP. (groans)
NEWSOM KIRK POSTED BAIL. HE'S GONNA BE GONE IN AN HOUR.
JUST IN TIME FOR THE 6:10 TO ALPHA CENTAURI.
HE WAS RIGHT ABOUT HARTLEY'S PSYCHIATRIST.
SHE DID PROPOSE A BOOK, BUT SHE WITHDREW IT.
SO SHE HAD MOTIVE. KINDA.
WHO DO YOU THINK DID IT? JABBA THE HUTT.
SERIOUSLY. MING THE MERCILESS.
OKAY. ALF?
WHEN THE ALIENS DO COME, I HOPE THEY EAT YOU. MM.
(cell phone rings)
LISBON.
THERESA, BRENDA SHETTRICK.
A LOCAL NEWS CREW IS ABOUT TO INTERVIEW DR. STEINER
ABOUT THE HARTLEY CASE. JUST THOUGHT YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW.
HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE LOOKING FOR HARTLEY'S BODY.
NO, HE'S HERE.
What interview? SOME BACKGROUND ON TISSUE BANKS AND THE CORPSE TRADE.
THERE'S A LOT OF INTEREST. HE OFFERED TO DO IT.
You didn't know anything?
I'LL BE RIGHT THERE.
(yawns) BYE, LISBON. OH.
THE LEGITIMATE TRADE IN TISSUE IS A VALUABLE SOURCE
OF BIOLOGICAL MATERIAL FOR MEDICAL USE.
UNFORTUNATELY, THIS ILLEGAL TRADE
HAS HALTED THE INVESTIGATION
INTO THE DEATH OF TIMOTHY HARTLEY. HOW'S THAT?
WELL, I-I JUST CAME FROM A FUNERAL HOME
WHERE WE HAD HOPED TO FIND MR. HARTLEY'S BODY,
AND IT'S--IT'S--IT'S NOT THERE.
THE THIEVES HAVE HIDDEN IT SOMEWHERE.
AND THERE IS CRUCIAL EVIDENCE-- BLOOD EVIDENCE--
ON MR. HARTLEY'S BODY THAT WILL IDENTIFY THE KILLERS.
BRENDA. IF WE DON'T FIND THAT EVIDENCE--
NOW. GUYS, THAT'S IT. THANKS VERY MUCH.
DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG? WE DON'T TALK TO THE PRESS ABOUT EVIDENCE.
IT KINDA TELLS THE KILLER WHAT WE'RE LOOKING FOR.
OH. SORRY.
HOW DID I DO OTHERWISE? OH, GOOD.
HEY, CHO.
YEAH.
I THINK O'LAUGHLIN FLAKED ON VAN PELT YESTERDAY.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
WELL, HE SAW SHE WAS IN TROUBLE AND HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.
GUESS HE WAS SCARED. IT HAPPENS.
YEAH. VAN PELT DOESN'T KNOW THIS?
NO.
I DON'T KNOW.
THE QUESTION IS, DOES SHE NEED TO KNOW?
YEAH, IT'S TOUGH. YOUR CALL.
YOU SAW THE NEWS STORY ON HARTLEY'S BODY?
WELL, I LIED. I DID FIND THE BODY.
THERE IS EVIDENCE ON IT,
AND IT WILL CONVICT YOU OF MURDER.
BUT I HAVEN'T GIVEN THE POLICE THE BODY.
I'VE KEPT IT, AND I'M WILLING TO SELL IT,
ALONG WITH MY SILENCE, FOR $50,000.
BECAUSE I'M A DYING MAN.
ALL I WANT IS A FEW DAYS OF REAL COMFORT BEFORE I'M GONE.
THINK ABOUT IT. YOU KNOW HOW TO REACH ME.
HOW WAS THAT?
NOT BAD.
LITTLE OVER-THE-TOP,
BUT, YOU KNOW, CREDIBLE, NONETHELESS.
SORRY.
STILL GETTING USED TO ALL THIS DECEPTION.
WHAT DECEPTION?
YOU DID FIND HARTLEY'S BODY AT A FUNERAL HOME.
YES, BUT THERE WAS NO BLOOD EVIDENCE ON IT.
YOU CAN'T CATCH A FISH WITHOUT BAIT.
WE WILL TELL AGENT LISBON WHAT'S GOING ON, YES?
OH, YEAH, EVENTUALLY. AGENT LISBON'S A GOOD PERSON.
SHE REMINDS ME OF...
NEVER MIND. (cell phone rings)
SHOWTIME. HUH? LET'S GO.
WHOO! WHOO!
YES?
TESTING ONE, TWO.
TESTING TWO.
YES, DR. STEINER,
WE CAN HEAR YOU, JUST LIKE BEFORE.
I'M A LITTLE NERVOUS. (Jane) You're doing a great job. You look the part.
ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS?
ARE YOU EVER GONNA TIRE OF ASKING ME THAT? NO.
(vehicle approaches)
SOMEONE'S COMING.
GO.
DR. STEINER? PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE 'EM!
HANDS! HANDS IN THE AIR! I'M NOT ARMED. I'M-- I'M NOT ARMED. I'M NOT ARMED.
IT'S THE BUTLER! IT'S THE BUTLER! IT'S THE BUTLER!
IT'S THE BUT--THE BUTLER DID IT! I ALWAYS WANTED TO SAY THAT.
BUT WAIT. IT GETS BETTER. MS. COOK.
GOOD EVENING. REMEMBER ME? I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING WITH THIS.
THE GOOD DOCTOR HERE TOLD US THAT TIMOTHY HARTLEY'S MURDERER
CUT HIMSELF WHILST DOING THE KILLING.
YEAH. WOULD YOU MIND TERRIBLY SHOWING ME YOUR HAND?
OH.
YOU MUST LET HARRISON GO.
HE HAS DONE NOTHING BUT SERVE ME FAITHFULLY AND WELL.
AS I EXPLAINED, MA'AM,
OUR D.A. WILL DROP THE CHARGES AGAINST YOUR BUTLER,
IF YOU ANSWER OUR QUESTIONS HONESTLY.
I FEEL LIKE I'M HAGGLING IN A BAZAAR OVER THE COST OF A RUG.
BUT IF YOU WILL RELEASE HARRISON, THEN I WILL SPEAK.
YOUR SON-IN-LAW WAS ABOUT TO GO PUBLIC
WITH THE WHOLE ALIEN ADVENTURE THING, WASN'T HE? MORE THAN THAT.
HE WANTED TO START A GLOBAL FOUNDATION FOR ABDUCTEES,
TO SEE TO THEIR NEEDS AND PROMOTE THEIR CAUSE.
HE WAS GONNA CALL IT THE COOK FAMILY FOUNDATION.
WELL, THAT WASN'T GOING TO HAPPEN.
NO, YOU CANNOT DO THIS.
I WON'T ALLOW IT. IT'S NOT SOMETHING YOU CAN STOP.
TRY ME. I AM NOT WITHOUT RESOURCES, YOUNG MAN.
BUT HE SAID HE WAS GOING TO USE HIS OWN MONEY FOR IT.
AND THEN HE SAID... TIME'S ON MY SIDE, ELSPETH.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, TIMOTHY?! (sets glass down)
TIMOTHY, COME BACK HERE!
I KNEW WHAT HE MEANT. HARTLEY WAS GOING TO WAIT
UNTIL I WAS DEAD, AND THEN USE MY MONEY
AND MY DAUGHTER TO TURN THE COOK NAME
INTO AN INTERNATIONAL JOKE.
SO THE NEXT TIME HE WENT TO THAT PLACE HE WAS ALWAYS VISITING,
WE FOLLOWED.
(gunshot) (groans)
(flesh rips)
WHY SLIT HARTLEY'S THROAT?
THAT WAS THE TELLTALE SIGN--
A HUNTER'S HUMANITY, IF YOU WILL.
YOU LEARNED HOW TO HUNT AND KILL AT A YOUNG AGE,
DIDN'T YOU, ELSPETH?
YOUR FATHER TAUGHT YOU.
YES. HE WAS VERY FIRM ON THAT POINT.
"NEVER LET THE ANIMAL SUFFER."
I GOT AWFULLY CROSS WITH CONSUELA FOR MISLAYING THIS.
I SHALL HAVE TO APOLOGIZE.
MM.
HEY. WHAT'S UP?
THERE'S SOMETHING I HAVE TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT. WHAT'S THAT?
WAYNE?
WHAT IS IT?
A FRIEND OF MINE IS A RANGER AT VANDERMEER STATE PARK,
AND MAYBE I CAN GET HIM TO GIVE YOU A WAIVER TO GET MARRIED
AT THAT QUAKER MEETING HOUSE. REALLY?
YEAH. I THINK. I CAN TRY.
WAYNE, THAT'S FANTASTIC. (kisses) MWAH.
THANK YOU SO MUCH. YEAH.
I'M GONNA CALL CRAIG. YEAH, OKAY.
(knock on door)
PLEASE.
THANK YOU FOR COMING BY.
OH, IT'S NO PROBLEM.
NICE PLACE. TIDY.
THANK YOU.
PLEASE.
I WANTED TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I APPRECIATED
YOUR LETTING ME COME ALONG ON YOUR INVESTIGATION.
IT WAS FUN.
HMM, IT WAS FUN, WASN'T IT?
THAT WAS MY PLEASURE.
THANK YOU.
UM, LOOK... AHH.
WON'T BEAT AROUND THE BUSH.
ABOUT ME DYING,
I-I KNOW WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NOW.
I'VE SEEN IT.
THERE ARE NO MYSTERIES.
IT'S GOING TO GET BAD...
VERY SOON,
AND THEN WORSE.
AND I HAVE NO INTEREST
IN LETTING NATURE TAKE ITS COURSE.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
UH, YES.
YOU, UH, YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF.
IN A NUTSHELL.
I HAVE PILLS I CAN TAKE.
THE PROBLEM IS,
IF THERE IS AN UNEXPLAINED DEATH,
IF A BODY IS FOUND IN AN APARTMENT,
THERE IS AN INVESTIGATION, AN AUTOPSY.
MM.
AND THE IDEA OF BEING EXAMINED,
(whispers) OF BEING A BODY ON THE...
(normal voice) ON THE TABLE...
BUT IF THE DEATH IS WITNESSED BY A LAW ENFORCEMENT OFFICER,
NO INVESTIGATION IS REQUIRED.
I'M NOT A LAW ENFORCEMENT OFFICER.
(whispers) YOU'RE CLOSE ENOUGH, I THINK.
I DON'T KNOW THAT I CAN DO IT, THAT I CAN WITNESS THAT.
I'M NOT EVEN SURE THAT KILLING YOURSELF IS THE BEST IDEA.
IT'S WHAT I'M GOING TO DO.
WELL, THAT'S YOUR CHOICE.
BUT, UH...
(sighs)
I UNDERSTAND. I...
I'M SORRY.
THIS WAS A T--
TERRIBLE IMPOSITION.
I-I SHOULDN'T HAVE.
PLEASE. FORGET I SAID ANYTHING.
I'M SORRY.
DO YOU HAVE ANY TEA?
YES, I DO.
I COULD REALLY USE A CUP OF TEA.
OKAY.
SURE.
UH... (cabinet door creaks)
THERE'S COOKIES IN THE CUPBOARD. YEAH.
UH... UH, WOULD YOU LIKE A CUP?
THANK YOU. YEAH.
WELL, UH, I'M GOING IN THE OTHER ROOM NOW.
(dishes rattle) I'LL BE A FEW MINUTES.
YEAH. TAKE YOUR TIME.
(breathing raggedly)
HERE.
MMM.
THE NOTE IN THE DEAD MAN'S... POCKET...
YOU--YOU HAD AN ARRANGEMENT
WITH THE DEPUTY, DIDN'T YOU?
(whispers) YES, I DID.
(chuckles)
I KNEW IT.
YEAH.
IT'S AN OLD CARNY MAGIC TRICK.
YOU DID MAGIC?
OH, YEAH.
I FIRST STARTED OUT, UH, WORKING CLOSE-UP
WITH, UH, CARDS AND COINS.
(chuckles) REALLY?
YEAH. I'LL SHOW YOU.
(sets teacup down) GOT A COIN IN HERE.
YEAH. OKAY.
SEE THAT COIN?
IT'S THERE, RIGHT?
AND IT'S GONE.
IT'S THERE...
THEN IT'S GONE.
AMAZING.
IT'S REALLY QUITE SIMPLE.
IT'S THERE...
AND THEN IT'S GONE.
PATRICK...
THANK YOU.
JUST WATCH THE COIN.
AND IT'S GONE.
(whispers) IT'S THERE...
AND THEN IT'S GONE.
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