5 down...
'Sleeper's demon.'
Sleeper's demon.
Incubus.
Maybe he went home with someone else.
Can you still see his pickup?
This is not the kind of guy...
who leaves his pickup in an unguarded lot overnight.
How do you know that?
Somebody didn't do their homework last night.
'Tom Sawyer's villain.'
Let me get it.'Injun Joe'.
Yeah!
Where do we know that guy from?
You really should pay more attention to what you read, Earl.
That's what I have you for, Marshall.
His picture was on the frontpage of the papers a couple of days ago,
because he escaped from jail. He is the killer they call 'The Hangman'.
You remember that cop...
who you like?
Atwood?
Who is chasing us? She is the one who put him away.
Wow, wow.
What would life be...
without surprises?
There he is!
I'm in hot wild.
This guy, I bet he's got all sorts of plans for tonight and tomorrow night.
He has no idea he'll already be dead!
He will not be able to do any of them.
I don't think I want to kill this guy.
What?
Oh, I...
love what you are thinking!
You have no idea of what I am thinking.
Yes, I do.
And it's wonderfully twisted.
Wait a minute, are you--? You promised!
I know I said we would,
but I don't think it would be that much fun.
So that's it? Just 'no'.
Yes.
- Uh-oh. - So...
You got the licence plate?
Yeah.
They found the Van in an underground parking lot about two miles from where they left you.
It was stolen last night.
We are checking security camera tapes.
If Meeks and the woman left in a car,
we'll have a licence plate number.
These are the women we have pictures of who know Meeks.
None of the attendents remember seeing them.
What about that chiropractor Alvin Griffin, the other one who sold Meeks steroids?
We've had a tap on his phone ever since Meeks escaped.
No contact there so far...
and sure he is not going to talk to us.
How about a warrant to search the house?
You get me in the door and he'll talk to me.
How is your divorce going?
I took your advice and told my lawyer to settle.
None of these are the woman in the van.
Whoa, I'm trying to stitch you up here.
And your ego can handle that?
No, but it doesn't likes the other choices.
Because the FBI is wiring hard on me to take over the thumbprint killer.
Until Meeks is caught, Hawkins is with you.
Nothing personal, Hawkins, but I don't think you'd take a bullet for me.
I wouldn't take the bullet, I might push you out the way
I'll give two days, then I want a progress report of your divorce.
Look, I have all the pieces for the thumbprint killer.
I'm just not looking at it the right way.
I'll keep the FBI out of it for three days.
That is ugly.
Mr. Smith wants you to notice that he's pouting.
Yes, I know.
I know you are upset, Mr. Smith, and I am sorry.
Yeah. I'm upset.
Maybe I was a little brut back there, but let me explain.
Finding someone you think would be fun to kill is a bit like...
Hell, it's a bit like falling in love,
you meet a lot of candidates, you like some of them and they're nice.
But they are not right.
And that special one comes along...
and your heart... it beats faster.
And you know: That's the one.
The man in the pickup did not make my heart beat faster.
Ok.
The man didn't make your heart beat faster. Then who?
I don't know but I think...
I think I have someone in mind.
Do you want me to do some work on it?
No, let's just...
Let's just see how it plays out.
That's what I'm talking about, that's my problem.
That...that makes me feel like I'm being jerked around.
It was supposed to be last night, then it was going to be tonight,
and now it's 'Let's see how it plays out'?
I feel like you're...
I feel like you are bagging out of our deal.
- I don't like how that feels. - I promise you...
I promise you it will happen.
When?
When is it going to happen,
Mr. Brooks, when?
Tomorrow night. Same time.
When you come out of your building, I want you to turn right,
go to the first street that you can go West on.
I will pick you up, on that street.
Okay.
I want to do this, but if killing is to drag out, I can change my mind.
Don't you think I want to do this, Mr. Smith?
Maybe you don't think that you have to anymore!
Even if that guy was charming and funny I still would not like him.
Hi
Hi.
What can I do for you?
Detective Smolny, Portland Police Department.
This is Detective Carfagno, she is in Palo Alto, California.
Emma.
Emma!
Did Jane ever tell you that there was a murderer at her school?
No.
Nothing?
Not that her friend died or somebody she knew died?
or some... somebody in her dorm died?
No, why?
Well, there are two detectives downstairs, one of them is from Palo Alto.
They want to ask her some questions about a murder that occurred there shortly before she came home.
Oh, my gosh.
Well, I'm sure if she was close to somebody who was murdered,
she would have said something.
Yeah.
I called Roger. He suggested a criminal attorney.
They will be here within the hour.
Yeah, I'll get dressed.
- This is too close. - I know!
Jane, how well did you know Philip Ramsey?
He and I were in a couple of classes together. That's about it.
- Did you ever drive him to class? - No.
You've ever been to his apartment? Do you know where he lives?
Which complex was he in?
What happened to your BMW, Jane?
It was actually stolen...
Well, that was interesting.
You know, I don't feel so well.
I think you should lie down, okay?
I think she should lie down.
Dad, I'm sorry I didn't say anything before.
It was really horrible, but I didn't know the guy that well and...
It happened around the same time I found out I was pregnant, so...
- ...just can I lie down? - I understand.
I am going to go up with her.
Now tell me, what do I do?
She did it.
Didn't she?
Yeah.
It'll take the cops a week to ten days to put their case together and then...
...and then they will come back and arrest her.
What are you going to do?
Oh God!
I've been afraid of this since before she was born.
She has...
She has what I have.
Yes, she does.
But you're always smarter about it, she was stupid.
She did it because she got off on it. Okay, I understand.
She did it for fun. Okay, I understand.
But why didn't she think it through a hatchet, and she left it there?
You are pretty graphic all day.
That was the shock of her making a mistake.
What does she think I think?
I wish she'd remember what she told me,
that the BMW was being driven across the country by her friend,
and now, right, she tells the cops that it was stolen.
You've always cleaned her bathroom, whatever she did, all her life.
It's the BMW. As anything incriminating I hope it was stolen.
I hope she dropped it at the bottom of a very deep lake.
Do you think she knows all those troubles that she's in?
I think she thought she had gotten away with it until the cops showed up.
I should've listened to her, she was trying to tell me.
It was there.
'I didn't quit school because I was pregnant.'
I should have dug deeper.
And where would you be, but in exactly the same place that you are in now?
It's not your fault, Earl.
Part of your problem with her is that you always think it is.
She has what I have, Marshall, so on a very basic level, it is my fault!
What are you going to do?
Maybe the best thing for her would be to let her go to jail.
- What about her child? - Emma and I will help her raise it.
You might be right Earl, you know?
Just might be.
Because if she's not stopped she is going to kill again and if she really wants...
...to take over that box business
the next victim could be...
you.
I...
I don't think she would go that far.
Hey.
We've received a counter offer.
Are you sitting down?
Yeah, go ahead.
5 million dollars.
My God, you got to be kidding me.
He can't get that, can he?
No, no, no, my sense of it is that by asking for 5
they are hoping you'll settle anywhere between 2.5 and 3.
Shit!
Can you stall them?
No, they know you want this done quickly so they're going to expect a quick counter offer.
Look, I need two days, just wait 2 days, tell them...
that it's a big number and that I have to think about it.
OK.
Oh, and that picture that he wanted...
Tell him I couldn't find it.
Yes, Mr. Brooks.
Mr. Brooks?
Before you open your mouth...
be very sure this is the right...
thing to do.
I will never be sure.
You get pissed at me
because I'm always the one argueing to go ahead and do murder.
Not this time, Earl. This is your decision.
I know what's wrong. I know in my heart it's wrong.
Then don't do it.
Go with Mr. Smith and let it finish that.
And let the police put Jane in jail, hopefully that will save her.
And we can happily go on with our tortured lives.
That's exactly what I want to do.
That's exactly what I should do. The thing is, she is my daughter.
And I love her.
Mr. Brooks?
I'm going home.
Cancel everything for the rest of the day.
I'll take care of it.
If you 'need me' need me, Sunday, I'll be in my studio.
Call me there.
I probably won't pick up, so... just leave a message.
I'll try to not bother you.
The thing that bothers me about this, besides the fact that we are not prepared and...
a multitude of other things, is...
What does Mr. Smith do when he's walking west tonight and...
...you don't show up. That little freak will flip out.
I will take care of it,
on the way to the airport.
What are we doing?
'What are we doing?' 'What are we doing?' You sound like a whiny-ass kid.
- We are playing a hunch. - We have been following this guy all day.
He is boring, ok?
And everything we run on him comes out clean.
Well, if it didn't, it wouldn't be called a hunch.
Meeks, he's the guy we should be looking for, Meeks.
Look where? Please, tell me.
Look, everyone knows who Meeks is and is looking for him.
The chiropractor was the last link to his old life that I know.
We are going to find him now, somebody will turn him in, we are going to troop over him at a bus stop.
On the other hand, nobody knows...
who the thumbprint killer is or where he is.
However, I have a fucking hunch.
that this guy, Bafford, does.
I've got 2 days to play that hunch
So if you think you are wasting your time with me, then I'd be happy to do it alone.
I had a fight with my wife this morning.
What's your problem?
My husband wants 5 million dollars.
Here you are, Sir.
Sir?
Thank you.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change.
Courage to change the things that I can and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time, enjoying one moment at a time.
'not able to meet'
'Do it same time tomorrow'
'Don't be stupid'
Good for you, asshole!
Remember me?
Can you step out of the car, please? I want to talk to you.
So, Mr Bafford, what is it that you have to tell me?
What do you mean? I don't have anything to tell you.
Really? Because I was driving around...
and I suddenly got this feeling that you had something to tell me...
about the murders.
No.
Nothing.
Oh, that is disappointing.
Because, when I left after we... we talked last time
I thought I had missed a clue that was right in front of me...
that could solve this whole case.
I don't know why you would feel that.
Can you tell me that you are an amateur potterer, that you like to make bowls and vases?
No.
I told you that my hobby was photography and not pottery.
Oh, maybe, maybe that was it.
Flight attendant upstairs said that the victims liked to keep their bedroom curtains...
open when they had sex.
Can I see some of those photos you took of that couple?
You are harassing me, Detective Atwood.
You knew very well that I'm not a potterer and I don't have any pictures.
So my feeling is that your feeling is wrong,
and you should just move your car and let me go home.
What's your job here? What... what do you do?
I am a mechanical engineer.
You got to be really smart for that, don't you?
Yes.
Then be smart, Mr. Bafford.
Because you lied to me, right there at the end.
I'll be watching you.
When you want to tell me the truth, you have to get in touch with me.
See you later alligator.
Captain Lister got us the search warrant for Meeks Doctor.
That's good.
Goddamnit, this guy knows something.
Almost told me, and then something happened.
You think he did it?
I don't think it's quite that simple.
Do you want to call for backup?
Yeah, we should be ready for anything.
In fact, get a K-9 (canine) unit and a chopper,
I don't have the energy to chase this guy if he decides to run.
This is the Police. The house is surrounded!
Alvin Griffin, fold your hands on top of your head!
Clear!
Meeks was a steroid freak.
This was ususally full. It's empty now.
You think Meeks has Alvin with him?
He thinks Alvin turned him in. On me!
Hawkins, meet Alvin Griffin.
How do you feel?
Dirty.
That's understandable.
You've never killed for this reason before, the feeling will pass.
I don't think so.
It's the whole thing, Marshall.
If I could find a way to just end it all,
...disappear, where there's absolutely no trace of me.
Because eventually I will get caught doing this.
That would be very embarrassing for me...
and Emma and Jane.
So I have been thinking.
Is there a way that Mr. Smith could kill me and make me disappear?
Rule no.1: Mr. Smith is not smart enough to do that.
I know that.
No.2: There is no reason, if you are careful, to believe you will ever get caught.
I know that I will have to plan it for Mr Smith but I think...
I think that is what I want to do.
Well, I'm not particulary fond of that plan, Earl.
Remember? If you die, I go with you and I like being alive. I like...
eating, I like fucking, I like killing.
I have to end it, Marshall, one way or another.
And I think this is the best way.
Fuck you then!
Come on.
- Hi. - Hi.
You worked all night?
(Yes, I had to sort out packets for 2 women. )
(A packet of money. )
Will be fine.
(And I have these Chinese clients that I am trying to get right. )
Hey Daddy, I thought you've been gone already.
Roger called. There was another murder last night at your school.
Yeah
Gone in the same way as the one they talked to you about,
right down to the hatchet being left at the scene.
They think they have a serial killer.
Obviously, you were here last night. So, you are in the clear.
Well, it's...
It's good news, isn't it? I mean...
Even if you are innocent it's good to know you are not a suspect.
Yeah...
How's the... how's the morning sickness?
Better than yesterday.
Do you want to have lunch with me today?
I'd love to but I don't know how I will feel later.
Thank you.
Do you love me, Jane?
Of course I love you, Daddy.
You are my father.
Have you decided whether or not to have the baby?
Not yet.
It's time to go.
Dear Emma and Jane, my loves.
I have a terminal illness and instead of subjecting you to my deterioration
I have decided to disappear.
Do not try to find me, I don't want to be found.
Please believe that the time I spent with you
brought me the greatest joy of my life.
Love, Dad.
So you are going to go through with it?
It's all planned to work out.
- Ready to rock and roll, Mr. Smith? - Yeah.
I smell gun oil,
different gun oil than yours.
He brought his gun.
If he not gets what he wants, he plans to kill me.
Oh, now I get it. You're counting on this.
It has a certain logic.
But if you plan was to have him kill you, why do you have to kill somebody else first?
I'll need to see that to get up the courage to kill me.
Not even you believe that, Earl.
This makes it more exciting,
doesn't it?
I think that he's going to kill you after you killed somebody else...
you're getting your rocks on, big time.
That's why you are doing this.
Not true. And if it were,
so what?
Hello.
Yeah, put it through.
I just got your message.
The weird thing is that they closed that curtains.
At first they were open like they always were and they were make love like they always did.
Then, when I looked again, the curtains were closed.
And there were what looked like camera flashes coming from behind the curtains.
Camera flashes?
That's what it looked like.
That's why he poses them.
I'm sorry?
No, no, no. Nothing.
Look, the guy you should talk to is the guy on the floor below us.
Would that be a Mr. Bafford?
Yeah, he told me once that he had taken some great pictures of that couple making love.
He is the one you should talk to.
Okay, great. Thank you.
Yeah?
Hawkins, meet me at Bafford's apartment with a search warrant.
Put these on.
Nice outfit.
Try a couple of deep breaths through your nose.
- I have to take a crap so bad. - What?
I have to take a crap.
We won't be long.
I was with your wife's lawyer.
They are thinking about the 5 million.
Realistically, how much do you think we can get?
Oh, if we go to court, best case scenario: 2.
I think we should hold fare up for 3.
Let's not get biggish. 2.5, 2.7 'd still be a great deal.
There's more if we want it.
We have to do this quickly.
Remember? Maurice is meeting us here.
Yes.
I asked her to join us.
It's not funny.
Are we alone?
Yeah.
Hello.
Do it. Do it!
Don't do that.
Mr. Bafford?
Yes! Wooooh! Yes.
Yes. You are the fucking man.
Oh, man, did you see the look on her face?
The look on her fucking face was great!
It was great, it was fantastic.
That was...
everything that I hoped it would be.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Mr. Bafford, knock knock.
Anybody home?
Mr. Bafford?
Hello?
Obviously Bafford is gone. Hey!
Obviously Bafford is gone.
Goddamnit Hawkins, don't you ever knock?
I wasn't able to get a search warrant.
We might ourselves gotten lucky. This is the moving company's work order.
and this looks like the address where they are taking Bafford's stuff.
Where were you when you called me?
I was at home, in bed.
Can you prove that?
I was at home, in bed. Why do I need to prove that?
Your husband Jesse and his lawyer were killed tonight.
Get the fuck out.
Looks like the thumbprint killer.
I have an order to bring you in for questioning.
Why?
I did't want Jesse dead. Look, I hated what he was doing to me,
but I didn't want him dead.
Got on record you said you wanted him dead.
Who better to fake a thumbprint killing than you?
You don't actually believe I'd do that.
If our jobs have taught us anything, Tracy, it is that people do strange things.
They just want to ask you some questions.
And I'm happyto answer the questions after we go check out this address.
- I have to take you in. - Look.
This is the answer to the thumbprint killer and this is where I'm going.
Don't make me cuff you, because I will if I have to.
Hey, hey!
It'd be really nice if you could go with me.
But if you do and this goes bad, they are going to burn your ass.
So this never happened.
You're nuts.
Yeah, that's what they say.
Here comes the gun.
Yep.
What are you doing?
You are smart enough to figure that out, Mr. Brooks.
Well, we are going 65 miles an hour, Mr. Smith.
If you shoot me now, there's a good chance that we both die.
Not now. Take this next off ramp.
You mean this one?
That wouldn't be very smart, I mean now, would it?
Think about this now, nut nuts:
You pissed yourself back there, you left your DNA at the scene of a double homicide...
and there is nothing to indicate that I was ever there.
The cops do an analysys of that urine, and they will.
You are the thumbprint killer.
No, no. I have pictures of you from the first murder.
Yes, but what were you doing at the second murder?
Let me help you with the fly.
You say that I've forced you to come along
and if I'm not here,
more specifically my body is not here
to say otherwise, you might have had a chance to (get out of this mess).
You are probably asking yourself: Why would I help you?
Well, I'm tired, Mr. Smith.
I am tired of killing,
but I'm an addict. I can't quit.
I've tried, but I cannot do it on my own.
So I need you to kill me.
But I need for you to do it smart. Like in a way that I disappear
and my family never knows what I was.
How?
How do I fucking do that?
There's a cemetery I know about.
We'll find an open grave, you shoot me.
I'll fall into the grave.
You'll shovel in just enough earth to cover me.
Tomorrow, a casket is lowered onto me.
And I've disappeared.
It's a good plan, don't you think?
Why? Why should I trust you?
You don't have to trust me, Mr. Smith.
You are the man holding the gun.
You saw me put mine in the trunk, remember?
I know.
You really want me to kill you?
Yes.
Okay. Okay.
But one subtle move...
and I'll drop you.
And I'll make sure that your family knows what you are.
I understand.
You come down on the world, Mr. Bafford?
Take your hand out of your pocket, real slow.
You don't want to climb over, do you?
What do you do with the key of a cemetery?
I own it.
Why do you own a cemetery?
I always want to invest in things people can't do without.
Water and cemeteries? Pretty save bets.
Here.
You'll need this to get out.
Hey, Atwood!
I want to show you something.
Okay.
Here we are.
Okay.
Now if I stand here and you stand there...
Not...not too far away.
And you shoot me, I should...
I should fall straight back into this hole.
You don't think I have the guts to this, do you?
No, I'm hoping you do, Mr. Smith,
I'm hoping you do.
Okay, let's...
...let's get this over with.
I'll close my eyes.
I'm sorry, Mr. Smith.
I really did want you to kill me.
But in case, the last minute I changed my mind,
I returned to your apartment.
And I've been for firing pin on your gun
In fact, I even brought another one for you to use so you could finish me,
if I had decided to go through with it.
Unfortunately for you, my daughter is pregnant.
And just before you pulled that trigger
I realized how much I want to see the end of that story.
You fuck can't do this to me.
If you touch even a hair on my head,
the cops are going to find those pictures.
And they will know that you killed that couple.
The contents of your safety deposit box, Mr. Smith,
have vanished.
It hurts, doesn't it?
No, please!
Before I was the thumbprint killer, Mr. Smith,
I killed a lot of people...
in a lot of different ways.
Thank you.
Detective Atwood credited for tracking killer in 'Hangman' case
Hangman Killer case ends in murder-suicide
It says there that the thumbprint killer is a monster.
Annoying you a little bit, you can't take credit, doesn't it?
No.
Anyone who's good what they do wants credit.
Since I'm not going to do it anymore,
I'll let Mr. Smith have the credit.
Don't kid yourself, Earl. You are going to kill again.
No, I am not.
I'm going back to tha AA meetings and I will control it.
But there is an answer I would like to have.
Atwood?
Why you are a cop?
Who is this?
You are rich, you have a good education,
you could have gone into your father's business,
instead you went outside all of that and became successful on your own, why?
If you want something from me then you have to tell me who you are...
...or I'm going to hang up.
Did you think that your husband's killing was random?
and I certainly didn't have to give you Meeks.
Mr. Bafford?
What is the answer?
You do not sound like you.
Well, I have a little cold. Are you going to give me the answer?
Where are you?
I'll tell you if you can give me the true answer to my question.
My... My father was very disappointed that I was born a girl.
And he let me know it.
I spent my whole life trying to prove him wrong.
Thank you.
Wait.
You... you promised to tell me where you are?
Me?
I am on top of a building.
That wasn't Bafford.
Jane!
Wake up, wake up!
I woke you up?
It's okay.
I'm here. Go back to sleep.
Why do you fight it so hard, Earl?
God grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change.
Courage to change the things that I can and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time, enjoying one moment at a time.
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it.
Trusting that He will make all things right, If I surrender to His will,
that I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him forever in the next.
Amen.
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