Scanner Cop II (1995) - full transcript
A demonic 'scanner' terrorizes Los Angeles and the only person who can stop him may not have the neurons for the job.
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
(radio static crackles)
- Henry.
Henry, come in.
Henry, you there?
(radio static crackles)
[Henry] Yeah, yeah,
I'm here, Sheriff.
What's your 20?
[Sheriff] Canyon Road and 3rd.
I'm on my way back in.
(radio static crackles)
- Copy that.
Any ID on the drifter?
[Sheriff] Not yet, Henry.
I'll check up on him
when I get there.
Now meet me out front.
(radio static crackles)
- Copy.
(soft ominous music)
He's quiet.
Had to calm him
down just a little.
Found him out back
in the gravel quarry.
Got feisty for no
reason I could figure.
[Henry] Why does
he look so weird?
Well, he's probably
on somethin'.
Yeah, well, you
better call Doc Walter.
You probably gave
him a concussion.
One thing at a time, Henry.
One blessed thing at a time.
Get him inside first.
Let's go, pal.
(brakes squeak)
Doc's here.
Hey, Tom.
He's in the back.
Been pretty quiet, but
Henry'll show you back
and stay with ya.
I was just sitting
down to dinner, Jake.
Well excuse hell outta
me, but I wasn't plannin'
on pickin' up any
drifters tonight, myself.
Then why didn't you
just let him drift?
Hey, Tom.
He had this on him. What is it?
Anyone think to ask him?
(officer chattering on radio)
(pills rattling)
(officer chattering on radio)
(soft ominous music)
[Henry] Here we go, Doc.
(electricity zaps)
Ah, damn power.
(electricity zaps)
(soft ominous music continues)
(soft dramatic music)
How are you feeling?
Doc, he jumped the sheriff.
Hell, there's gotta be
somethin' wrong with him.
What's your name?
He won't say.
Hell, he hadn't
said a damn thing
since the sheriff
brought him in here.
(ominous music)
Son of a bitch.
Keep your head back.
I'll check it in a minute.
Do you have any medical condition
that we should know about?
What was in the bottle
they found on you?
Can you hear me?
Tell me, what was
the medication?
(suspenseful music)
Ephemerol.
Ephemerol.
(suspenseful music continues)
You're a scanner.
Aren't you taking
the medication?
Not anymore.
(dramatic music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
Henry.
Henry?
(dramatic tense music)
Thank you, Sheriff.
(gun fires)
(Sheriff groans)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(rifle cocks)
(dramatic tense music)
(rifle firing)
You're out of
ammunition, Sheriff.
(rifle clicking)
(tires screeching)
[Man] Just keep
it going, Carrie.
We'll splice it
all together later.
[Director] Fine.
Trans-Neural Resource
Center, fundraiser, take three.
Misconceptions about
scanners are as rampant today
as they were 15 years ago.
In a nutshell, a drug
developed to ease pain
during pregnancy was found
to cause abnormalities
in the fetus.
The children of these women
developed telepathic abilities,
but also suffered
terrible side effects.
Most of these scanners went
insane from sensory overload.
Ephemerol is a
scanning suppressant.
Without a Ephemerol,
a scanner will go
- You look great.
Into a delusional
state of madness
from which he will not recover.
Maybe we could get
your cop to help us
on this fundraising tape.
My cop?
Detective Staziak?
Maybe he could help
us raise the money.
And this way you two could spend
a little time together.
Glory, he's a cop.
Besides he's not coming
tonight for a date.
He's looking for his mother.
Honey, they basically all are.
I'll let you know
when he gets here.
But an ounce of prevention
is worth a pound of cure.
(soft ominous music)
Look, guys, you're
gonna have to come in
when the doctor's here.
We can't keep dispensing
Ephemerol like this, okay?
A little illegal.
Are you gonna arrest
me, Detective Staziak?
I don't think so.
Oh, darn. No handcuffs?
Just a minute, I'll
get Carrie for you.
(soft suspenseful music)
[Girl] Get away from me. No!
[Craig] (chuckles)
Your turn, little girl.
- No!
- Cut it.
- No!
- All yours, big brother.
(Craig cackles)
(girl yelps)
[Karl] Now, we're
gonna play nice.
(girl screams)
[Officer] Freeze!
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
I'm really sorry.
It's almost as if your birth
mother didn't wanna be found.
I just keep going
around in circles.
(sighs) I'm a cop and I
can't even find my mother.
There's still a chance
we'll come up with something.
I know you're giving it
your best shot, I really do.
Can I take you to
dinner, to say thanks?
Dinner?
(beeper beeping)
I got an emergency call.
Guess tonight's
just not my night.
I really do appreciate
the invitation.
I'll call if I
find anything new.
Thanks. You got my number.
[Girl] Oh! No, no!
[Officer] Freeze!
[Karl] Take a hike, cop.
[Craig] Karl, what the fuck?
(gun fires)
[Karl] Craigy!
(soft suspenseful music)
Wanna come check
out my new loft?
I'm buyin' the pizza.
J.J.'s buyin' the beer.
I'm actually gonna
stick around here tonight.
There's one other lead I'm
following up on Sam's mother.
I don't wanna tell him about
it unless it checks out.
Don't work too late, okay?
See you tomorrow.
(dramatic music)
What is goin' on down there?
Are they doin' anything?
[Billy] Gimme a second, I
gotta get back to the lobby.
[Kidnapper] Come on,
is anything happening?
Nothin', they're
just sittin' out there.
Captain, what do we got?
Staziak.
I've got a half a dozen bad guys
tried to kidnap Joseph Gibbs,
head of Gibbs Petrochemical.
Plant security got in
the way, things went bad,
now they got Gibbs
and several hostages
up there in that control room.
If we don't let 'em
go in 10 minutes,
they say they're gonna kill 'em
and blow this plant sky high.
Wouldn't be a pleasant sight.
Let me tell you
something, partner,
these guys are
through negotiating.
It's up to you.
Okay, I need a
vest and a headset.
You got it.
Anything else?
Maybe a psychiatrist.
Must be outta my fuckin' mind.
(suspenseful music)
Shit.
(phone dialing)
Mullins.
What the fuck is goin' on?
Where's my goddamn helicopter?
Hey look, we just got
a chopper big enough
for you and all your hostages.
Now you gotta work with
me on this, all right?
Just sit tight, pal. It's
not gonna be long now.
You better hurry up
'cause you ain't got
enough body bags to go around!
(dramatic music)
(fax machine whirring)
(phone buttons beeping)
(phone ringing)
[Sam] Hi, this is Sam.
Leave a message and
I'll call ya back later.
(answering machine beeps)
Hi, Sam. This is Carrie.
I think we just got lucky.
After you left, a lead
came in on your mother.
We may have found her.
I thought scanners
had to take drugs
to block their powers
or they go nuts.
Most do, but
Staziak's been takin'
a special form of Ephemerol.
Lets him scan without the
problems he had before.
(suspenseful music)
[Kidnapper] Billy,
check the back doors.
Right.
(suspenseful music continues)
Thanks, dickhead.
No problem, Officer.
(tense music)
How many friends
you got upstairs?
Three.
Mully, three more
suspects upstairs.
Three upstairs.
How many hostages?
How many hostages you holding?
Four.
Four hostages, Mully.
Billy, what the?
(gun cocks)
(henchman grunts)
(gun butt thuds)
(Billy grunts)
Sam. Sam?
The fuck is goin' on up
there? Sam, talk to me.
(radio static crackles)
[Sam] I can handle it, Mully.
Just keep everybody in position.
Billy! Billy, where
are you goddamn it?
Get down there now!
(tense music)
(kidnappers groaning)
(kidnappers crying out)
(henchman screaming)
(soft ominous music)
Mullins, you lying fuck.
Ya just ran outta time, cop!
Billy, where the
hell have you been?
What the hell's
goin' on downstairs?
(tense music)
(bomb beeping)
(phone dialing)
All right, Mullins,
you listen up.
Walkin' outta here
in five minutes
and I wanna see that
fuckin' helicopter.
If anything isn't right,
I'm gonna blow this
place to next July.
You got that, pig?
(tense music continues)
(bomb beeping)
All right, Billy, let's
untie that old man.
Wait. Gimme the detonator.
(tense music continues)
(bomb beeping)
Boss, the hell ya doin'?
(static crackles)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing)
(Sam grunting)
(suspenseful music)
(bomb beeping slowly)
(kidnapper grunts)
(bomb beeping rapidly)
(suspenseful music)
(Sam groans)
(Sam panting)
Sam.
(phone ringing)
Mullins.
[Sam] It's all clear, Mully.
Have 'em stand down
Cap, he's got it.
Well, I guess that
new form of Ephemerol
works pretty well after
all, wouldn't you say?
Yeah, the wonders
of modern science.
(soft suspenseful music)
(copier whirring)
(suspenseful music continues)
(computer beeping)
(suspenseful music continues)
(phone buttons beeping)
(suspenseful music continues)
[Operator] 911, what
is your emergency?
Yes, this is Carrie Goodart
at the Trans-Neural
Resource Center.
I need to report an intruder.
[Operator] Yes, ma'am.
Can you tell me anything
about the intruder?
- Oh, God help me.
What is the nature
of the intrusion?
Ma'am?
(soft dramatic music)
(Karl grunts)
(chuckles) You're
trying to scan me.
[Operator] Speak to me.
[Karl] I can feel it.
[Operator] Is the
intruder there with you?
Barely.
You take Ephemerol
every day, don't you?
It takes away your power.
Well, I gave it up, and
now I'm gonna show you
what scanning is
really all about.
(tense music)
(operator chattering)
(tense music continues)
(Carrie whimpers)
How do I get into the computer?
No.
(tense music continues)
Fix it.
(tense music intensifies)
(computer beeps)
Ss.
(computer beeping)
(tense music continues)
(Carrie gasps)
(soft ominous music)
(chair squeaking)
(soft ominous music continues)
(Carrie gasps)
(tense music)
(Karl sighs)
(whimpers) What are you doing?
I'm hungry for you.
You have something that's
making me stronger,
your life force.
And I want more.
(tense music intensifies)
(siren blaring)
Call a medic. She's in shock.
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(glass breaking)
(phone buttons beeping)
You're all set, Detective.
Thanks.
(phone dialing)
I'd say you're gonna
be pretty sore tomorrow.
I'm pretty sore now, Mully.
[Carrie] Hi, Sam, it's Carrie.
I think we just got lucky.
After you left, a lead
came in on your mother.
We may have found her.
So, give me a call at the center
first thing in the morning.
Bye.
So what's up?
I don't wanna jinx it, but
I got some pretty good news.
New lady?
Maybe two.
Two? In your dreams, pal.
Call me in the morning.
Wait a minute, you're serious.
What, have you got a date?
Wait, you're supposed to
tell me about these things.
I'm your partner.
(soft suspenseful music)
(mimics rifle firing)
(soft suspenseful music)
(dog barking)
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
Eh, bills.
(keys rattling)
(suspenseful music)
Shit!
(rifle fires)
(Sam grunts)
(grunts) That son of a...
(suspenseful music)
(tense music)
(Karl cries out)
(Sam grunts)
(Karl grunts)
(gun firing)
Police! Freeze!
I'm a cop. This is my home.
Look, man, drop the gun.
Down on the ground, face down.
I'm gonna turn around, okay?
Real slow here, so don't shoot.
I'm gonna show you my badge.
Who was it, man?
I don't know.
I didn't see him.
Look, we're gonna
take a look around.
No! You don't know
what you're up against.
Neither do I.
(siren blaring)
(group chattering)
(soft tense music)
(Jones grunting)
Oh.
Oh, what've we got here?
(ominous music)
60. Oh, just hit the
ATM, huh, sweetheart?
(chuckles) Nice.
Come to papa.
Make sure nobody sees.
(Jones chuckling)
(dramatic music)
Volkin.
What the fuck are
you doin' here?
Old habits die
hard, huh, Jonesy?
Still on the same old corner.
Hey man, what
are you doin' here?
You sick or somethin'?
I'm hungry!
Hey, man, fuck you.
Go to a restaurant.
I ain't got not food.
I don't want food.
Eh, here. Is
Ephemerol what you want?
(chuckles) Definitely not.
Okay, well then beat
feet, man. I got work to do.
I don't need your sick pasty
ass hangin' around here.
Ya hear me?
Oh.
(Jones chuckles)
(tense music)
(Jones cries out)
(Jones grunting)
Please. All right.
Come on, you can have the money.
I don't want the money.
Well, what do you want?
Staziak, and
you're gonna help me.
The cop?
How can I help you get the...
I'll show you.
Just tonight, Jonesy,
at the scanner center
I learned something new.
You're going to give me
all the strength and power
I need to kill him.
(Jones chuckles)
(tense music)
No, no, come
on. Please, don't.
Oh, hey.
(Jones grunting)
(tense music intensifies)
(Jones crying out)
(skin crackling)
(tense music crescendoing)
(Jones grunting)
(dramatic music)
Yes! (sighs)
The power.
(Karl grunts)
Was it good for you, Jonesy?
(soft suspenseful music)
[Jim] So you didn't get
anything at all from the scan?
[Sam] Nothin'.
Look, I don't get it.
If the guy's a scanner,
what's he usin' a shotgun for?
Because I'm a stronger
scanner than he is
and there's something
about a shotgun
that's pretty decisive.
Yeah, good point. (chuckles)
Detective, communications
said to give this to you.
Do me a favor, take that
down to SID for prints
and ID on the suspect.
You got it, sir.
What?
Hit by lightning?
(siren blaring)
I need a room.
We're full.
(tense music)
Fill out this
registration card, please.
Thank you, sir.
(tense music continues)
Have a nice night.
I will.
(camera clicks)
Holy Hell.
Like to know where we get
some lightning out here
is what I wanna know.
Oh, Jesus.
Any idea who he is?
Take your pick.
Must be a half a
dozen wallets there.
What the hell happened to him?
I never seen
anything like this.
I thought you were
supposed to be the expert.
Not me.
(soft ominous music)
Ephemerol.
I think I know who to call.
Tell forensics to get
us those photos ASAP.
You got it.
Listen, you wanna take this,
and run this as
quick as you can.
(officer chattering on radio)
(phone buttons beeping)
[Officer] 10-4.
(phone ringing)
- Watkins.
- Hello?
[Watkins] Yeah?
Is this the Trans-Neural
Resource Center?
[Watkins] Yeah.
I'm trying to
reach Carrie Goodart.
[Watkins] Who
am I speaking to?
Sam Staziak, I'm a
detective with LAPD.
Who's this?
[Watkins] Sergeant
Watkins from Rampart's.
Carrie Goodart was
attacked here tonight.
What?
[Watkins] She was unconscious
when they took her away.
When?
[Watkins] We're
just wrapping up here.
Ambulance left about
three hours ago.
What hospital is she in?
(dramatic music)
Excuse me, I'd like to see
Carrie Goodart, please.
Oh, we're running tests.
She's in a shock-induced
state of unconsciousness.
From what?
If you can tell me that
I'll give you my diploma.
You know she's
a scanner, right?
It still doesn't explain
why she's unconscious.
Look, I'm sorry, but I
gotta finish my rounds.
She's in 213.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
(machines beeping)
(Sam sighs)
Pretty girl.
Yeah.
[Nurse] Dr. Valentino
to the OR, please.
(machines beeping)
Hi, Carrie. It's Sam.
Wish she could tell
us what happened.
What are you doing?
Run interference
for me, Mully.
Yeah, you got it.
I'm sorry. Gonna need
your help on this one.
(machines beeping)
(tense music)
Show me who did this to you.
(tense music continues)
Good girl.
What is going on in here?
It's all right,
we're police officers.
Excuse me.
It's all right,
trust me. Okay?
[Nurse] I need an orderly.
Orderly, I need some help here.
(tense music continues)
Hey! Get away from her!
(dramatic music)
(Carrie screams)
(machine alarms blaring)
[Jim] Get off him, buddy.
(machine alarms blaring)
She's coding.
Mully!
[Jim] Come here, Doc.
(tense music)
(machine alarms blaring)
(electricity zapping)
(Carrie crying out)
(both panting)
[Nurse] Dr. Valentino
to the OR, please.
Dr. Valentino to the OR, please.
(Sam panting)
Karl Volkin.
Who is he?
A guy I arrested
a few years ago.
Are you okay?
[Nurse] Paging Dr.
Vizandia. Call 198.
Dr. Vizandia.
- Mully.
How'd he do this?
I'm just a nurse.
Who is this guy?
He's a scanner.
I sent him away right
after I made detective.
Him and his brother had
taken a girl hostage.
His brother didn't make it.
What the hell's he want?
He wants me.
What did he do to Carrie?
I don't know, but let's
get an APB out on him.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna stay here in
case he tries something else.
All right.
I'll call you in the morning.
(soft suspenseful music)
(officers chattering)
Thanks.
Sam, got a bulletin from
Las Cruces Psychiatric.
Volkin escaped last night.
I got his package here.
You were right
about him, bad news.
Staziak.
Oh, and a North Division
says they might have a line
on a witness from last night.
Thanks, Mully.
What happened last night?
That should explain it?
Karl Volkin's escaped
from Las Cruces.
Shit.
Well, it's your people, Sam.
You call it. What's the agenda?
He's not my people.
This guy's a fucking murderer.
(phone ringing)
Yeah.
Yeah, he's here. Transfer it in.
Staziak.
Do you know who this is?
(suspenseful music)
Yeah, yeah, how
could I forget?
Mullins! Trace, line four.
Why didn't you stick
around earlier, Karl?
I hate it when
people shoot and run.
Oh, I'm coming back
after you, Staziak.
And you won't be able
to stop me next time.
Why don't you just
cut the shit, huh?
You want me, here I am.
Soon.
(dramatic music)
(dial tone humming)
(sighs) Phone booth
in South Central.
Communication's is
gonna send a unit.
I know, he'll be long gone
by the time they get there.
We got a witness puts Volkin
near the alley last night.
So it all connects?
Whatever he did to
that guy in the alley...
Something happened to him
while he was in the joint.
Let's go to Las Cruces and
see what we can come up with.
Yes, of course he was sedated,
but he deceived us very well.
What we didn't know is
that he hadn't been taking
his daily Ephemerol dose.
How long?
We estimate for four days.
Four days without Ephemerol?
My father went insane
without it after three.
Why wasn't somebody
monitoring him more closely?
We changed our procedure
after the escape.
We recorded this off
the security monitor
on the scanner ward.
(static crackles)
(Karl screaming)
- Hey!
Hey!
Goddamn it, can't you
hear this guy down here?
(Karl screaming)
Hey, I can't listen
to this anymore!
(Karl screaming)
Are you gonna take
care of this guy?
Shut up, Volkin!
(club banging)
Shut up, I said!
Marino, gimme a hand
with the freak, will ya?
(Karl screaming)
- Yeah, I'll be right there.
(Karl screaming)
Just exactly what the fuck
is your problem, anyway?
(tense music)
(guard screams)
Hey, Burt, you okay?
What the?
(Karl grumbling)
(Marino grunting)
(inmate screaming)
(glass breaking)
(tense music continues)
(gun fires)
Shit.
(Karl grumbling)
(static crackles)
We lost those two guards
and two more outside.
What happened in
the other guy's cell?
He was a scanner,
too, wasn't he?
Strangest thing.
He was burnt to a crisp and
we don't know what happened.
[Jim] Just like
our guy in the alley.
It's Volkin.
We have four dead
guards, one dead scanner,
and one escaped prisoner.
This has not been a good week.
It's only Wednesday.
(nurses chattering)
You're outta bed.
Yeah, doctor gave me
a clean bill of health.
I feel fine.
Listen, I need your help.
Volkin's killing scanners
and I don't know why.
Come with me to the center.
Carry that.
[Nurse] Dr. Fonzi
to the delivery room.
One of the scanners at
the institution was killed.
The remains of the
deceased were unbelievable.
Same with the guy in the alley.
They were both
killed the same way.
Look at these.
I'm just trying to
put it all together
to see where it connects.
On one hand, it's simple.
He wants to kill me.
But on the other, why is he
attacking other scanners?
We know he's not
taking Ephemerol.
It's not just that, there's
gotta be something more.
Sam, before he scanned me,
he said he felt hungry,
and then, well, I don't know.
I can't describe
it, but I do know
that it was new for Volkin, too.
Maybe whatever
happened to the scanner
at Las Cruces was an accident.
Maybe he just got caught
in Volkin's crossfire.
And I know I've seen
something like this before.
The question is where?
(door squeaks)
I'm sure I can find it
if you can just give
me a little more time.
Okay, well, I've
got a staff meeting
back at the department,
so after the meeting
why don't I give you a call
and we'll get together?
I'll be right here.
[Sam] Thanks.
Oh, Sam!
It's your copy of the
information about your mother.
I guess it'll
have to just wait.
Listen, it's okay not
to know how to react
to something like this.
Yeah, I know.
Just have to finish
this case first.
Besides, I still haven't
figured out what I'm gonna say
to somebody I haven't
seen in 25 years.
If you come up with
anything, let me know.
Take care of her.
[Officer] You got it.
(static crackling)
This is a tape that
I picked up today
at the Los Cruces
Psychiatric Institute.
I want all of you
to fully comprehend
what we're up against here.
(static crackles)
Hey!
(Karl screaming)
Hey!
Goddamn it, can't you
hear this guy down here?
(soft ominous music)
(door clicks)
[Girl] Mom, I'm home!
Mom?
[Karl] Hi ya, sweetheart.
You come to party?
[Girl] My God,
where's my mother?
- Hey, where you going?
- Get away from me!
- Come back here, huh?
- Leave me alone!
- Come on in and party.
- No!
- Come on.
- Mom!
Oh my God, Mom!
- Your turn, little girl.
(Craig laughing)
No! No! (whimpering)
Cuttin' in.
All yours, big brother.
(hand smacks)
(Craig laughing)
Now, we're gonna play nice.
(girl screams)
- Hey, ya like that, huh?
[Karl] You want it again?
What do you think, little
brother, does she want it again?
Shut up, you bitch!
[Craig] Save some for me, huh?
[Karl] What, huh? You like it?
[Girl] No!
[Sam] What's
the ETAon backup?
[Dispatcher] Your back
up ETA is three minutes.
I can't wait.
I'm goin' in now.
Freeze!
Huh?
(girl screams)
(tense music)
(girl whimpering)
Scanner.
Craig!
(Craig chuckles)
[Craig] What do ya
think, cop, huh? (chuckles)
No! (whimpering)
Drop the knife.
- Nah.
- Take a hike, cop.
(gun cocks)
You heard him.
Get outta here or she's dead!
(girl screams)
What, are you fuckin'
deaf, huh? Huh?
I mean it! Get outta here!
Get outta here!
I'm serious!
(dramatic music)
Karl, what the fuck?
(gun fires)
(girl screams)
[Karl] Craigy!
(Karl cries out)
(girl crying)
Up against the wall.
I'm gonna kill
you. Kill you so bad.
Yeah right.
(soft ominous music)
[Karl] I'm gonna kill you.
Kill you so bad.
(gun fires)
(Karl grumbling)
You okay?
Yeah.
(soft ominous music)
This is for you.
Oh, thanks.
What happened to these guys?
That's the big question,
and I am going nuts
trying to find out.
Is this what he
tried to do to you?
I don't know, Glory. Maybe.
Didn't something
like this happen
back in the early
'80s in Toronto?
The Isis report.
- Yes.
- I think that's it.
Where's their number?
Here.
(machine rumbling)
(tense music)
Having you will
be so much better
if you don't take the Ephemerol.
(woman gasps)
(woman cries out)
No!
Why? Why?
Because.
(tense music continues)
(woman groaning)
He came outta that room.
I never rented that room.
He was standing
here acting weird.
I never rented the room.
(tense music)
(woman groaning)
We'll look around,
but chances are
this guy's already left.
(woman screams)
Wait right here.
I never rented the room.
(suspenseful music)
(tense music)
(woman groaning)
Yes!
(body sizzling)
Oh, good. Good.
Very good.
But not enough for
Staziak, not yet.
Looks like plenty to me, pal.
(Karl screams)
(glass breaks)
(dramatic music)
(soft suspenseful music)
What's goin' on?
I don't know.
I'm goin' in.
(body thuds)
(officer grunts)
(tense music)
(officer grunting)
(doors bang)
(static crackles)
Get up.
Prior to my putting
Volkin in prison,
he and his brother had
murdered two people
and were suspect in
several other homicides.
He's a killer.
And he's a scanner
who's developed powers
that we don't quite
understand yet.
Mullins here will give
you the assignments.
All right, we're checking
the scanner community,
known acquaintances,
hotels, arrest reports
from all divisions, out
of town departments,
and the hospitals.
Commander Trenton here
will give you the breakdown
of what we need from
each department.
Good luck to all of us.
Sam, Mully.
[Officer] We gotta start
canvassing for witnesses
to last night's
occurrence downtown.
(soft suspenseful music)
Call 911 again.
Tell them there's
an officer down.
(elevator dings)
(suspenseful music)
Danny, where the hell is he?
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(siren blaring)
Go!
[Officer] Aw, geez.
Sarg, who did this?
(gun firing)
(tense music)
Reload.
(tense music continues)
Where's the back door?
(siren blaring)
(tense music continues)
(siren blaring)
(gun firing)
(metal scraping)
(tense music crescendos)
(body thuds)
(metal crunching)
(soft ominous music)
Jesus, I heard the crash.
What the hell happened?
(soft tense music)
[Officer] And there's a
civilian victim in the basement.
You should see what
she looks like,
burned by chemicals
or something.
Copy that.
It's him.
(siren blaring)
I heard the crash,
I walk outside,
and this guy is just
walkin' that way.
Well, I guess they went
thatta way, didn't they?
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft tense music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(forklift whirring)
Have you seen a tall guy
with a long black jacket
come through here?
Naw, nobody.
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft tense music)
I'm lookin' for a guy
come runnin' through here,
about 6-3, long black jacket.
Nobody here like that.
(tense music)
Nothin'.
Mighta come
through really quick.
I haven't seen a thing.
- The other guy-
- Geez!
[Sam] Look out!
(Sam grunts)
(tense music)
(Sam groans)
(forklift whirring)
(Sam grunting)
[Karl] Crush the
cop. Crush him.
(tense music)
[Sam] Release the lever.
Release the lever.
[Karl] Crush the cop.
Do as I say.
[Sam] No, don't.
Stop the machine.
Stop the machine.
Release.
- Crush him.
- Release it.
- Do it.
[Sam] Stop the machine.
[Karl] You're gonna
kill him, Staziak.
Do you want him to die?
We're gonna kill him.
(Sam grunts)
(forklift whirring)
(electricity zapping)
(Sam groans)
(soft ominous music)
Volkin!
[Karl] Up here, Sam.
(gun firing)
(electricity zaps)
(straps snapping)
(dramatic music)
(pipes crash)
(Sam grunting)
(soft suspenseful music)
Fuck!
(soft tense music)
I need more.
(computer beeping)
Turn at the next light.
We were close.
Detective, we need a
statement about the massacre.
How'd you get past the desk?
No comment.
When can we interview
you regarding this?
No comment.
How long have you
known about this killer
and why hasn't the
public been informed?
(tense music)
(camera zaps)
I believe he said no comment.
I shoulda had him!
Nobody's blamin' you for
what Volkin's doin', Sam.
Don't blame yourself.
The guy just keeps getting
stronger and stronger
and I don't know
how he's doin' it.
What about your expert?
I haven't talked to her
since earlier this afternoon.
I'm sure she would have
called if she had anything.
Ya haven't slept
in at least 36 hours.
Maybe you oughta take
a few hours rest.
(chuckles) Yeah.
Take my advice,
Sam, take a break.
I need you thinkin' straight.
I'm thinkin' straight
and I'm thinkin'
I gotta get this guy.
I'll be fine.
All right.
Is there anything else
we could be doing?
Short of me standing in
the middle of the street
waitin' for him to
come and get me, no.
(phone ringing)
Yeah? Oh, hi, Carrie.
Yeah, hold on. Sam, it's Carrie.
Hi. Tell me ya have somethin'.
I faxed a think tank in Canada
and they sent me back
something you have to see.
There's a restaurant called
Pedro's on Olympic and 5th.
Meet me there in 20 minutes.
So you're askin' me to dinner.
Yes, but you're
picking up the tab.
I can do that.
Goodbye.
(soft suspenseful music)
(alarm buttons beeping)
Olympic and 5th.
(soft ominous music)
(alarm buttons beeping)
(computer beeping)
(tense music)
(printer whirring)
(soft ominous music)
Fucking perfect.
Here it is.
In the early '80s, two
scanners got into a quarrel
at a resource center in Toronto.
That's all that was
left of the loser.
The winner went on to
kill another scanner
in the exact same way.
He said he needed their
essence to increase his power.
I think this is
what's happening here.
(soft ominous music)
[Karl] Ah, Denise.
First on the list.
(soft ominous music continues)
(doorbell rings)
[Denise] I'll get it, hon!
(tense music)
(Denise whimpering)
Volkin is gaining strength
from the scanners he's killing
and he's only growing
more delusional
by the hour without
his Ephemerol.
Whoa, whoa, wait, slow down.
Are you saying that he's
sucking the life force
out of the scanners
he's killing for power?
Like a vampire feeding on blood?
Denise?
Denise, what the...
(body sizzling)
(ominous music)
(husband screaming)
(utensil clatters)
Thank you, sir.
That is so beautiful.
Thanks. Belonged to my mother.
I've been wearing it ever since
I decided to look for her.
That's nice.
Thanks.
Excuse me, Detective.
We just found another
victim with the same MO.
What's up?
Volkin just killed
another scanner. I gotta go.
Sam, he may be more powerful
than you at this point.
I'll be careful. You, too.
(soft ominous music)
Glory hallelujah.
(soldering iron zapping)
(soft suspenseful music)
(soldering iron zapping)
(Glory gasps)
Jesus, honey!
J.J.! Don't sneak
up on me like that.
Well, where ya
been all day, huh?
I left you messages
all day long.
You haven't returned
one of my calls.
What's goin' on around here?
J.J., I've been workin'.
I'm sorry, baby.
Come here. Give me a hug.
Come on. Hi, baby.
Hi.
(scoffs) So, what do
you call this one?
What is it?
What is it supposed to be, huh?
What are you?
(soft ominous music)
This is a private studio.
Oh, that's all right.
What I want is also private.
Her.
(tense music)
(J.J. grunts)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(Glory grunting)
(Glory screams)
(tense music)
(Glory grunting)
(tense music)
(both grunting)
(J.J. screams)
(tense music)
(both grunting)
(Glory screaming)
(J.J. screams)
(tense music)
(both scream)
(tense music crescendos)
(Karl sighs)
(bodies sizzling)
I may not know art, but I
know what I like. (chuckles)
(bodies sizzling)
You okay?
This detective just has
a couple more questions
to ask, all right?
What do ya got?
Looks like another one.
Look, I'll take this. You
stay here and finish up.
(soft ominous music)
Sorry, sir, it's a little
late for visiting hour...
Rachel Staziak. She should
be in the rec room about now.
You're welcome, sir.
You win all the time.
(chuckles) No, I don't.
He's my son.
[Man In Robe] Good
evening, ladies.
(women chattering)
(officers chattering)
Carrie?
They couldn't identify
her or her boyfriend,
so they called me
because my name's
in her purse an
emergency contact.
Sam, Glory only moved
here a week ago.
The only way he could get this
address is from the center.
He's got a list
of the scanners.
And if you don't stop him,
he's gonna kill all of us.
No.
No.
(soft ominous music)
[Woman On Phone]
Are you there?
Bob?
Bob, are ya there?
(phone dialing)
Hey there.
Odgen, forensics comes
through the backstairs.
What time did
the call come in?
(phone ringing)
Is that you, Sam?
Yes, of course it is.
Put a trace on
this call, Mike.
Yeah, I'm here.
Did you know you were
born exactly at midnight
and they didn't know
whether your birthday
was on the 6th or
the 7th of May?
She's really quite
attractive, Sam.
Too bad you won't be able to
see it after I'm done with her.
Adios, fucker.
See ya soon.
(tense music)
(Sam groans)
Sam, what is it?
He's got my mother.
Dear, is something wrong?
(ominous music)
Well, my goodness.
She always was an odd duck.
(dial tone humming)
(phone dialing)
- What are you doing?
(phone ringing)
(tense music)
St. Jude Retirement Home.
Hello?
(suspenseful music)
Sam, you know this is a trap.
I know, but he's
holding all the cards.
You don't understand, Sam.
You've gotta create an illusion
if you're going to stop him.
All right, just get in.
Explain it to me on the way.
(suspenseful music)
(Rachel gasps)
[Resident] Hey, what
are you doing up here?
Well, hello. How are you?
(resident screams)
(Rachel whimpers)
(Rachel gasps)
(suspenseful music)
[Carrie] Volkin's
grown more powerful,
but he's also
fallen into dementia
and you can use
that against him.
Play with his mind.
(Rachel gasps)
(soft suspenseful music)
(door handles clicking)
(fingernails scraping)
(footsteps receding)
(soft suspenseful music)
(Rachel gasps)
The only thing better than
taking you will be taking him.
(tense music)
(Rachel grunting)
(siren blaring)
I won't let you use
me to harm my son.
No!
(body thuds)
(siren blaring)
Ah, Sam.
(siren blaring)
Hey, Staziak! Come on up!
Unless you've got some more
friends or family members
you'd like to send my way.
I'm waiting for
you, scanner cop!
(officers chattering)
Establish a perimeter.
Sam, create an illusion.
It's the only way
you can stop him.
[Officer] Harrison, take
the west side of the building!
(suspenseful music)
[Officer On Radio] 10-4
to acknowledge.
(static crackles)
(officer chattering)
(suspenseful music)
Woo-woo! This way, old pal.
(soft ominous music)
Sam!
Slow down. How do you
expect me to back you up?
I don't.
(electricity zapping)
(doors slamming)
Yeah, yeah, I'm comin'.
(soft suspenseful music)
Get some help, all right?
Hey, who are you?
(tense music)
(body thuds)
Harv, what's with
all the fire doors?
I was doing my rounds
when all of a sudden...
Holy Toledo, Harv.
What happened?
Hey! What the hell do
you think you're doin'?
(tense music)
(guard grunting)
Nighty-night.
Hmm.
(soft suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
Hi ya, Sam.
Long time no see.
Fuck you.
(gun clatters)
How ya been?
(tense music)
That tickles.
And you're pathetic.
Ba-boom!
(wood clattering)
(men grunting)
Listen, radio for
the fire department.
Get us some equipment down here.
(Sam cries out)
Beep beep.
(tense music)
That's better, Sam.
(Sam screams)
(head thuds)
- Oh.
Don't know my own strength.
[Carrie] Create an illusion.
Create an illusion.
Dementia, Volkin's
fallen into dementia
and you can use
that against him.
Play with his mind.
It's the only way
you can stop him.
I'm gonna take my time
with you, scanner cop!
(soft suspenseful music)
(tense music)
Here. Break off,
guys, break off.
Guys, get me this door open.
- Step aside.
Get it open now.
- I got it.
- Go, go.
(tense music)
How do you feel, Sam?
Well, it only gets worse.
(tense music)
(Sam grunts)
(tense music)
(Sam groaning)
(officer screams)
Fooled ya, didn't I, Karl?
(soft tense music)
Wanna try again?
(tense music)
What's wrong, Karl?
(tense music intensifies)
(Sam groaning)
(janitor and Karl grunting)
Wretched cop bastard!
(suspenseful music)
Staziak!
Wasted your strength
scanning me, Karl.
Sorry, I haven't
been myself lately.
It's the real me.
Did you enjoy meeting
your mom, Sammy boy?
Yeah. (tongue clicks)
You're a real funny guy, Karl.
Ya know, I've waited
a long time for this.
I'm sure you have.
(Karl screeches)
(tense music)
(Sam grunting)
(Sam shouts)
(tense music)
(Karl groaning)
(Sam screams)
(body thuds)
(Karl grunts)
I don't think you've got the
strength to kill me, Staziak!
Think again.
(tense music)
(Karl groaning)
(tense music)
(tense music crescendos)
(Karl screams)
(explosion booms)
(Sam panting)
(soft ominous music)
(dramatic music)
[Firefighter] That's
it, it's comin'. Go, go.
(firefighter grunts)
Volkin?
He won't be available
for questioning.
You all right, Sam?
Better now.
[Jack] Marty, get
backup on the air, okay?
Clear.
(officers chattering)
- Let's go home.
- Hey, Joey, Franklin.
Inside, make a sweep, okay.
[Officer] One of you
got the paperwork on ya?
(suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
(ominous music)
(ominous music)
(upbeat funk music)
(ominous music)
(radio static crackles)
- Henry.
Henry, come in.
Henry, you there?
(radio static crackles)
[Henry] Yeah, yeah,
I'm here, Sheriff.
What's your 20?
[Sheriff] Canyon Road and 3rd.
I'm on my way back in.
(radio static crackles)
- Copy that.
Any ID on the drifter?
[Sheriff] Not yet, Henry.
I'll check up on him
when I get there.
Now meet me out front.
(radio static crackles)
- Copy.
(soft ominous music)
He's quiet.
Had to calm him
down just a little.
Found him out back
in the gravel quarry.
Got feisty for no
reason I could figure.
[Henry] Why does
he look so weird?
Well, he's probably
on somethin'.
Yeah, well, you
better call Doc Walter.
You probably gave
him a concussion.
One thing at a time, Henry.
One blessed thing at a time.
Get him inside first.
Let's go, pal.
(brakes squeak)
Doc's here.
Hey, Tom.
He's in the back.
Been pretty quiet, but
Henry'll show you back
and stay with ya.
I was just sitting
down to dinner, Jake.
Well excuse hell outta
me, but I wasn't plannin'
on pickin' up any
drifters tonight, myself.
Then why didn't you
just let him drift?
Hey, Tom.
He had this on him. What is it?
Anyone think to ask him?
(officer chattering on radio)
(pills rattling)
(officer chattering on radio)
(soft ominous music)
[Henry] Here we go, Doc.
(electricity zaps)
Ah, damn power.
(electricity zaps)
(soft ominous music continues)
(soft dramatic music)
How are you feeling?
Doc, he jumped the sheriff.
Hell, there's gotta be
somethin' wrong with him.
What's your name?
He won't say.
Hell, he hadn't
said a damn thing
since the sheriff
brought him in here.
(ominous music)
Son of a bitch.
Keep your head back.
I'll check it in a minute.
Do you have any medical condition
that we should know about?
What was in the bottle
they found on you?
Can you hear me?
Tell me, what was
the medication?
(suspenseful music)
Ephemerol.
Ephemerol.
(suspenseful music continues)
You're a scanner.
Aren't you taking
the medication?
Not anymore.
(dramatic music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
Henry.
Henry?
(dramatic tense music)
Thank you, Sheriff.
(gun fires)
(Sheriff groans)
(ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(rifle cocks)
(dramatic tense music)
(rifle firing)
You're out of
ammunition, Sheriff.
(rifle clicking)
(tires screeching)
[Man] Just keep
it going, Carrie.
We'll splice it
all together later.
[Director] Fine.
Trans-Neural Resource
Center, fundraiser, take three.
Misconceptions about
scanners are as rampant today
as they were 15 years ago.
In a nutshell, a drug
developed to ease pain
during pregnancy was found
to cause abnormalities
in the fetus.
The children of these women
developed telepathic abilities,
but also suffered
terrible side effects.
Most of these scanners went
insane from sensory overload.
Ephemerol is a
scanning suppressant.
Without a Ephemerol,
a scanner will go
- You look great.
Into a delusional
state of madness
from which he will not recover.
Maybe we could get
your cop to help us
on this fundraising tape.
My cop?
Detective Staziak?
Maybe he could help
us raise the money.
And this way you two could spend
a little time together.
Glory, he's a cop.
Besides he's not coming
tonight for a date.
He's looking for his mother.
Honey, they basically all are.
I'll let you know
when he gets here.
But an ounce of prevention
is worth a pound of cure.
(soft ominous music)
Look, guys, you're
gonna have to come in
when the doctor's here.
We can't keep dispensing
Ephemerol like this, okay?
A little illegal.
Are you gonna arrest
me, Detective Staziak?
I don't think so.
Oh, darn. No handcuffs?
Just a minute, I'll
get Carrie for you.
(soft suspenseful music)
[Girl] Get away from me. No!
[Craig] (chuckles)
Your turn, little girl.
- No!
- Cut it.
- No!
- All yours, big brother.
(Craig cackles)
(girl yelps)
[Karl] Now, we're
gonna play nice.
(girl screams)
[Officer] Freeze!
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
I'm really sorry.
It's almost as if your birth
mother didn't wanna be found.
I just keep going
around in circles.
(sighs) I'm a cop and I
can't even find my mother.
There's still a chance
we'll come up with something.
I know you're giving it
your best shot, I really do.
Can I take you to
dinner, to say thanks?
Dinner?
(beeper beeping)
I got an emergency call.
Guess tonight's
just not my night.
I really do appreciate
the invitation.
I'll call if I
find anything new.
Thanks. You got my number.
[Girl] Oh! No, no!
[Officer] Freeze!
[Karl] Take a hike, cop.
[Craig] Karl, what the fuck?
(gun fires)
[Karl] Craigy!
(soft suspenseful music)
Wanna come check
out my new loft?
I'm buyin' the pizza.
J.J.'s buyin' the beer.
I'm actually gonna
stick around here tonight.
There's one other lead I'm
following up on Sam's mother.
I don't wanna tell him about
it unless it checks out.
Don't work too late, okay?
See you tomorrow.
(dramatic music)
What is goin' on down there?
Are they doin' anything?
[Billy] Gimme a second, I
gotta get back to the lobby.
[Kidnapper] Come on,
is anything happening?
Nothin', they're
just sittin' out there.
Captain, what do we got?
Staziak.
I've got a half a dozen bad guys
tried to kidnap Joseph Gibbs,
head of Gibbs Petrochemical.
Plant security got in
the way, things went bad,
now they got Gibbs
and several hostages
up there in that control room.
If we don't let 'em
go in 10 minutes,
they say they're gonna kill 'em
and blow this plant sky high.
Wouldn't be a pleasant sight.
Let me tell you
something, partner,
these guys are
through negotiating.
It's up to you.
Okay, I need a
vest and a headset.
You got it.
Anything else?
Maybe a psychiatrist.
Must be outta my fuckin' mind.
(suspenseful music)
Shit.
(phone dialing)
Mullins.
What the fuck is goin' on?
Where's my goddamn helicopter?
Hey look, we just got
a chopper big enough
for you and all your hostages.
Now you gotta work with
me on this, all right?
Just sit tight, pal. It's
not gonna be long now.
You better hurry up
'cause you ain't got
enough body bags to go around!
(dramatic music)
(fax machine whirring)
(phone buttons beeping)
(phone ringing)
[Sam] Hi, this is Sam.
Leave a message and
I'll call ya back later.
(answering machine beeps)
Hi, Sam. This is Carrie.
I think we just got lucky.
After you left, a lead
came in on your mother.
We may have found her.
I thought scanners
had to take drugs
to block their powers
or they go nuts.
Most do, but
Staziak's been takin'
a special form of Ephemerol.
Lets him scan without the
problems he had before.
(suspenseful music)
[Kidnapper] Billy,
check the back doors.
Right.
(suspenseful music continues)
Thanks, dickhead.
No problem, Officer.
(tense music)
How many friends
you got upstairs?
Three.
Mully, three more
suspects upstairs.
Three upstairs.
How many hostages?
How many hostages you holding?
Four.
Four hostages, Mully.
Billy, what the?
(gun cocks)
(henchman grunts)
(gun butt thuds)
(Billy grunts)
Sam. Sam?
The fuck is goin' on up
there? Sam, talk to me.
(radio static crackles)
[Sam] I can handle it, Mully.
Just keep everybody in position.
Billy! Billy, where
are you goddamn it?
Get down there now!
(tense music)
(kidnappers groaning)
(kidnappers crying out)
(henchman screaming)
(soft ominous music)
Mullins, you lying fuck.
Ya just ran outta time, cop!
Billy, where the
hell have you been?
What the hell's
goin' on downstairs?
(tense music)
(bomb beeping)
(phone dialing)
All right, Mullins,
you listen up.
Walkin' outta here
in five minutes
and I wanna see that
fuckin' helicopter.
If anything isn't right,
I'm gonna blow this
place to next July.
You got that, pig?
(tense music continues)
(bomb beeping)
All right, Billy, let's
untie that old man.
Wait. Gimme the detonator.
(tense music continues)
(bomb beeping)
Boss, the hell ya doin'?
(static crackles)
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(guns firing)
(Sam grunting)
(suspenseful music)
(bomb beeping slowly)
(kidnapper grunts)
(bomb beeping rapidly)
(suspenseful music)
(Sam groans)
(Sam panting)
Sam.
(phone ringing)
Mullins.
[Sam] It's all clear, Mully.
Have 'em stand down
Cap, he's got it.
Well, I guess that
new form of Ephemerol
works pretty well after
all, wouldn't you say?
Yeah, the wonders
of modern science.
(soft suspenseful music)
(copier whirring)
(suspenseful music continues)
(computer beeping)
(suspenseful music continues)
(phone buttons beeping)
(suspenseful music continues)
[Operator] 911, what
is your emergency?
Yes, this is Carrie Goodart
at the Trans-Neural
Resource Center.
I need to report an intruder.
[Operator] Yes, ma'am.
Can you tell me anything
about the intruder?
- Oh, God help me.
What is the nature
of the intrusion?
Ma'am?
(soft dramatic music)
(Karl grunts)
(chuckles) You're
trying to scan me.
[Operator] Speak to me.
[Karl] I can feel it.
[Operator] Is the
intruder there with you?
Barely.
You take Ephemerol
every day, don't you?
It takes away your power.
Well, I gave it up, and
now I'm gonna show you
what scanning is
really all about.
(tense music)
(operator chattering)
(tense music continues)
(Carrie whimpers)
How do I get into the computer?
No.
(tense music continues)
Fix it.
(tense music intensifies)
(computer beeps)
Ss.
(computer beeping)
(tense music continues)
(Carrie gasps)
(soft ominous music)
(chair squeaking)
(soft ominous music continues)
(Carrie gasps)
(tense music)
(Karl sighs)
(whimpers) What are you doing?
I'm hungry for you.
You have something that's
making me stronger,
your life force.
And I want more.
(tense music intensifies)
(siren blaring)
Call a medic. She's in shock.
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
(suspenseful music)
(glass breaking)
(phone buttons beeping)
You're all set, Detective.
Thanks.
(phone dialing)
I'd say you're gonna
be pretty sore tomorrow.
I'm pretty sore now, Mully.
[Carrie] Hi, Sam, it's Carrie.
I think we just got lucky.
After you left, a lead
came in on your mother.
We may have found her.
So, give me a call at the center
first thing in the morning.
Bye.
So what's up?
I don't wanna jinx it, but
I got some pretty good news.
New lady?
Maybe two.
Two? In your dreams, pal.
Call me in the morning.
Wait a minute, you're serious.
What, have you got a date?
Wait, you're supposed to
tell me about these things.
I'm your partner.
(soft suspenseful music)
(mimics rifle firing)
(soft suspenseful music)
(dog barking)
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
Eh, bills.
(keys rattling)
(suspenseful music)
Shit!
(rifle fires)
(Sam grunts)
(grunts) That son of a...
(suspenseful music)
(tense music)
(Karl cries out)
(Sam grunts)
(Karl grunts)
(gun firing)
Police! Freeze!
I'm a cop. This is my home.
Look, man, drop the gun.
Down on the ground, face down.
I'm gonna turn around, okay?
Real slow here, so don't shoot.
I'm gonna show you my badge.
Who was it, man?
I don't know.
I didn't see him.
Look, we're gonna
take a look around.
No! You don't know
what you're up against.
Neither do I.
(siren blaring)
(group chattering)
(soft tense music)
(Jones grunting)
Oh.
Oh, what've we got here?
(ominous music)
60. Oh, just hit the
ATM, huh, sweetheart?
(chuckles) Nice.
Come to papa.
Make sure nobody sees.
(Jones chuckling)
(dramatic music)
Volkin.
What the fuck are
you doin' here?
Old habits die
hard, huh, Jonesy?
Still on the same old corner.
Hey man, what
are you doin' here?
You sick or somethin'?
I'm hungry!
Hey, man, fuck you.
Go to a restaurant.
I ain't got not food.
I don't want food.
Eh, here. Is
Ephemerol what you want?
(chuckles) Definitely not.
Okay, well then beat
feet, man. I got work to do.
I don't need your sick pasty
ass hangin' around here.
Ya hear me?
Oh.
(Jones chuckles)
(tense music)
(Jones cries out)
(Jones grunting)
Please. All right.
Come on, you can have the money.
I don't want the money.
Well, what do you want?
Staziak, and
you're gonna help me.
The cop?
How can I help you get the...
I'll show you.
Just tonight, Jonesy,
at the scanner center
I learned something new.
You're going to give me
all the strength and power
I need to kill him.
(Jones chuckles)
(tense music)
No, no, come
on. Please, don't.
Oh, hey.
(Jones grunting)
(tense music intensifies)
(Jones crying out)
(skin crackling)
(tense music crescendoing)
(Jones grunting)
(dramatic music)
Yes! (sighs)
The power.
(Karl grunts)
Was it good for you, Jonesy?
(soft suspenseful music)
[Jim] So you didn't get
anything at all from the scan?
[Sam] Nothin'.
Look, I don't get it.
If the guy's a scanner,
what's he usin' a shotgun for?
Because I'm a stronger
scanner than he is
and there's something
about a shotgun
that's pretty decisive.
Yeah, good point. (chuckles)
Detective, communications
said to give this to you.
Do me a favor, take that
down to SID for prints
and ID on the suspect.
You got it, sir.
What?
Hit by lightning?
(siren blaring)
I need a room.
We're full.
(tense music)
Fill out this
registration card, please.
Thank you, sir.
(tense music continues)
Have a nice night.
I will.
(camera clicks)
Holy Hell.
Like to know where we get
some lightning out here
is what I wanna know.
Oh, Jesus.
Any idea who he is?
Take your pick.
Must be a half a
dozen wallets there.
What the hell happened to him?
I never seen
anything like this.
I thought you were
supposed to be the expert.
Not me.
(soft ominous music)
Ephemerol.
I think I know who to call.
Tell forensics to get
us those photos ASAP.
You got it.
Listen, you wanna take this,
and run this as
quick as you can.
(officer chattering on radio)
(phone buttons beeping)
[Officer] 10-4.
(phone ringing)
- Watkins.
- Hello?
[Watkins] Yeah?
Is this the Trans-Neural
Resource Center?
[Watkins] Yeah.
I'm trying to
reach Carrie Goodart.
[Watkins] Who
am I speaking to?
Sam Staziak, I'm a
detective with LAPD.
Who's this?
[Watkins] Sergeant
Watkins from Rampart's.
Carrie Goodart was
attacked here tonight.
What?
[Watkins] She was unconscious
when they took her away.
When?
[Watkins] We're
just wrapping up here.
Ambulance left about
three hours ago.
What hospital is she in?
(dramatic music)
Excuse me, I'd like to see
Carrie Goodart, please.
Oh, we're running tests.
She's in a shock-induced
state of unconsciousness.
From what?
If you can tell me that
I'll give you my diploma.
You know she's
a scanner, right?
It still doesn't explain
why she's unconscious.
Look, I'm sorry, but I
gotta finish my rounds.
She's in 213.
- Thank you.
- Sure.
(machines beeping)
(Sam sighs)
Pretty girl.
Yeah.
[Nurse] Dr. Valentino
to the OR, please.
(machines beeping)
Hi, Carrie. It's Sam.
Wish she could tell
us what happened.
What are you doing?
Run interference
for me, Mully.
Yeah, you got it.
I'm sorry. Gonna need
your help on this one.
(machines beeping)
(tense music)
Show me who did this to you.
(tense music continues)
Good girl.
What is going on in here?
It's all right,
we're police officers.
Excuse me.
It's all right,
trust me. Okay?
[Nurse] I need an orderly.
Orderly, I need some help here.
(tense music continues)
Hey! Get away from her!
(dramatic music)
(Carrie screams)
(machine alarms blaring)
[Jim] Get off him, buddy.
(machine alarms blaring)
She's coding.
Mully!
[Jim] Come here, Doc.
(tense music)
(machine alarms blaring)
(electricity zapping)
(Carrie crying out)
(both panting)
[Nurse] Dr. Valentino
to the OR, please.
Dr. Valentino to the OR, please.
(Sam panting)
Karl Volkin.
Who is he?
A guy I arrested
a few years ago.
Are you okay?
[Nurse] Paging Dr.
Vizandia. Call 198.
Dr. Vizandia.
- Mully.
How'd he do this?
I'm just a nurse.
Who is this guy?
He's a scanner.
I sent him away right
after I made detective.
Him and his brother had
taken a girl hostage.
His brother didn't make it.
What the hell's he want?
He wants me.
What did he do to Carrie?
I don't know, but let's
get an APB out on him.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna stay here in
case he tries something else.
All right.
I'll call you in the morning.
(soft suspenseful music)
(officers chattering)
Thanks.
Sam, got a bulletin from
Las Cruces Psychiatric.
Volkin escaped last night.
I got his package here.
You were right
about him, bad news.
Staziak.
Oh, and a North Division
says they might have a line
on a witness from last night.
Thanks, Mully.
What happened last night?
That should explain it?
Karl Volkin's escaped
from Las Cruces.
Shit.
Well, it's your people, Sam.
You call it. What's the agenda?
He's not my people.
This guy's a fucking murderer.
(phone ringing)
Yeah.
Yeah, he's here. Transfer it in.
Staziak.
Do you know who this is?
(suspenseful music)
Yeah, yeah, how
could I forget?
Mullins! Trace, line four.
Why didn't you stick
around earlier, Karl?
I hate it when
people shoot and run.
Oh, I'm coming back
after you, Staziak.
And you won't be able
to stop me next time.
Why don't you just
cut the shit, huh?
You want me, here I am.
Soon.
(dramatic music)
(dial tone humming)
(sighs) Phone booth
in South Central.
Communication's is
gonna send a unit.
I know, he'll be long gone
by the time they get there.
We got a witness puts Volkin
near the alley last night.
So it all connects?
Whatever he did to
that guy in the alley...
Something happened to him
while he was in the joint.
Let's go to Las Cruces and
see what we can come up with.
Yes, of course he was sedated,
but he deceived us very well.
What we didn't know is
that he hadn't been taking
his daily Ephemerol dose.
How long?
We estimate for four days.
Four days without Ephemerol?
My father went insane
without it after three.
Why wasn't somebody
monitoring him more closely?
We changed our procedure
after the escape.
We recorded this off
the security monitor
on the scanner ward.
(static crackles)
(Karl screaming)
- Hey!
Hey!
Goddamn it, can't you
hear this guy down here?
(Karl screaming)
Hey, I can't listen
to this anymore!
(Karl screaming)
Are you gonna take
care of this guy?
Shut up, Volkin!
(club banging)
Shut up, I said!
Marino, gimme a hand
with the freak, will ya?
(Karl screaming)
- Yeah, I'll be right there.
(Karl screaming)
Just exactly what the fuck
is your problem, anyway?
(tense music)
(guard screams)
Hey, Burt, you okay?
What the?
(Karl grumbling)
(Marino grunting)
(inmate screaming)
(glass breaking)
(tense music continues)
(gun fires)
Shit.
(Karl grumbling)
(static crackles)
We lost those two guards
and two more outside.
What happened in
the other guy's cell?
He was a scanner,
too, wasn't he?
Strangest thing.
He was burnt to a crisp and
we don't know what happened.
[Jim] Just like
our guy in the alley.
It's Volkin.
We have four dead
guards, one dead scanner,
and one escaped prisoner.
This has not been a good week.
It's only Wednesday.
(nurses chattering)
You're outta bed.
Yeah, doctor gave me
a clean bill of health.
I feel fine.
Listen, I need your help.
Volkin's killing scanners
and I don't know why.
Come with me to the center.
Carry that.
[Nurse] Dr. Fonzi
to the delivery room.
One of the scanners at
the institution was killed.
The remains of the
deceased were unbelievable.
Same with the guy in the alley.
They were both
killed the same way.
Look at these.
I'm just trying to
put it all together
to see where it connects.
On one hand, it's simple.
He wants to kill me.
But on the other, why is he
attacking other scanners?
We know he's not
taking Ephemerol.
It's not just that, there's
gotta be something more.
Sam, before he scanned me,
he said he felt hungry,
and then, well, I don't know.
I can't describe
it, but I do know
that it was new for Volkin, too.
Maybe whatever
happened to the scanner
at Las Cruces was an accident.
Maybe he just got caught
in Volkin's crossfire.
And I know I've seen
something like this before.
The question is where?
(door squeaks)
I'm sure I can find it
if you can just give
me a little more time.
Okay, well, I've
got a staff meeting
back at the department,
so after the meeting
why don't I give you a call
and we'll get together?
I'll be right here.
[Sam] Thanks.
Oh, Sam!
It's your copy of the
information about your mother.
I guess it'll
have to just wait.
Listen, it's okay not
to know how to react
to something like this.
Yeah, I know.
Just have to finish
this case first.
Besides, I still haven't
figured out what I'm gonna say
to somebody I haven't
seen in 25 years.
If you come up with
anything, let me know.
Take care of her.
[Officer] You got it.
(static crackling)
This is a tape that
I picked up today
at the Los Cruces
Psychiatric Institute.
I want all of you
to fully comprehend
what we're up against here.
(static crackles)
Hey!
(Karl screaming)
Hey!
Goddamn it, can't you
hear this guy down here?
(soft ominous music)
(door clicks)
[Girl] Mom, I'm home!
Mom?
[Karl] Hi ya, sweetheart.
You come to party?
[Girl] My God,
where's my mother?
- Hey, where you going?
- Get away from me!
- Come back here, huh?
- Leave me alone!
- Come on in and party.
- No!
- Come on.
- Mom!
Oh my God, Mom!
- Your turn, little girl.
(Craig laughing)
No! No! (whimpering)
Cuttin' in.
All yours, big brother.
(hand smacks)
(Craig laughing)
Now, we're gonna play nice.
(girl screams)
- Hey, ya like that, huh?
[Karl] You want it again?
What do you think, little
brother, does she want it again?
Shut up, you bitch!
[Craig] Save some for me, huh?
[Karl] What, huh? You like it?
[Girl] No!
[Sam] What's
the ETAon backup?
[Dispatcher] Your back
up ETA is three minutes.
I can't wait.
I'm goin' in now.
Freeze!
Huh?
(girl screams)
(tense music)
(girl whimpering)
Scanner.
Craig!
(Craig chuckles)
[Craig] What do ya
think, cop, huh? (chuckles)
No! (whimpering)
Drop the knife.
- Nah.
- Take a hike, cop.
(gun cocks)
You heard him.
Get outta here or she's dead!
(girl screams)
What, are you fuckin'
deaf, huh? Huh?
I mean it! Get outta here!
Get outta here!
I'm serious!
(dramatic music)
Karl, what the fuck?
(gun fires)
(girl screams)
[Karl] Craigy!
(Karl cries out)
(girl crying)
Up against the wall.
I'm gonna kill
you. Kill you so bad.
Yeah right.
(soft ominous music)
[Karl] I'm gonna kill you.
Kill you so bad.
(gun fires)
(Karl grumbling)
You okay?
Yeah.
(soft ominous music)
This is for you.
Oh, thanks.
What happened to these guys?
That's the big question,
and I am going nuts
trying to find out.
Is this what he
tried to do to you?
I don't know, Glory. Maybe.
Didn't something
like this happen
back in the early
'80s in Toronto?
The Isis report.
- Yes.
- I think that's it.
Where's their number?
Here.
(machine rumbling)
(tense music)
Having you will
be so much better
if you don't take the Ephemerol.
(woman gasps)
(woman cries out)
No!
Why? Why?
Because.
(tense music continues)
(woman groaning)
He came outta that room.
I never rented that room.
He was standing
here acting weird.
I never rented the room.
(tense music)
(woman groaning)
We'll look around,
but chances are
this guy's already left.
(woman screams)
Wait right here.
I never rented the room.
(suspenseful music)
(tense music)
(woman groaning)
Yes!
(body sizzling)
Oh, good. Good.
Very good.
But not enough for
Staziak, not yet.
Looks like plenty to me, pal.
(Karl screams)
(glass breaks)
(dramatic music)
(soft suspenseful music)
What's goin' on?
I don't know.
I'm goin' in.
(body thuds)
(officer grunts)
(tense music)
(officer grunting)
(doors bang)
(static crackles)
Get up.
Prior to my putting
Volkin in prison,
he and his brother had
murdered two people
and were suspect in
several other homicides.
He's a killer.
And he's a scanner
who's developed powers
that we don't quite
understand yet.
Mullins here will give
you the assignments.
All right, we're checking
the scanner community,
known acquaintances,
hotels, arrest reports
from all divisions, out
of town departments,
and the hospitals.
Commander Trenton here
will give you the breakdown
of what we need from
each department.
Good luck to all of us.
Sam, Mully.
[Officer] We gotta start
canvassing for witnesses
to last night's
occurrence downtown.
(soft suspenseful music)
Call 911 again.
Tell them there's
an officer down.
(elevator dings)
(suspenseful music)
Danny, where the hell is he?
(gun firing)
(dramatic music)
(siren blaring)
Go!
[Officer] Aw, geez.
Sarg, who did this?
(gun firing)
(tense music)
Reload.
(tense music continues)
Where's the back door?
(siren blaring)
(tense music continues)
(siren blaring)
(gun firing)
(metal scraping)
(tense music crescendos)
(body thuds)
(metal crunching)
(soft ominous music)
Jesus, I heard the crash.
What the hell happened?
(soft tense music)
[Officer] And there's a
civilian victim in the basement.
You should see what
she looks like,
burned by chemicals
or something.
Copy that.
It's him.
(siren blaring)
I heard the crash,
I walk outside,
and this guy is just
walkin' that way.
Well, I guess they went
thatta way, didn't they?
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft tense music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(forklift whirring)
Have you seen a tall guy
with a long black jacket
come through here?
Naw, nobody.
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft tense music)
I'm lookin' for a guy
come runnin' through here,
about 6-3, long black jacket.
Nobody here like that.
(tense music)
Nothin'.
Mighta come
through really quick.
I haven't seen a thing.
- The other guy-
- Geez!
[Sam] Look out!
(Sam grunts)
(tense music)
(Sam groans)
(forklift whirring)
(Sam grunting)
[Karl] Crush the
cop. Crush him.
(tense music)
[Sam] Release the lever.
Release the lever.
[Karl] Crush the cop.
Do as I say.
[Sam] No, don't.
Stop the machine.
Stop the machine.
Release.
- Crush him.
- Release it.
- Do it.
[Sam] Stop the machine.
[Karl] You're gonna
kill him, Staziak.
Do you want him to die?
We're gonna kill him.
(Sam grunts)
(forklift whirring)
(electricity zapping)
(Sam groans)
(soft ominous music)
Volkin!
[Karl] Up here, Sam.
(gun firing)
(electricity zaps)
(straps snapping)
(dramatic music)
(pipes crash)
(Sam grunting)
(soft suspenseful music)
Fuck!
(soft tense music)
I need more.
(computer beeping)
Turn at the next light.
We were close.
Detective, we need a
statement about the massacre.
How'd you get past the desk?
No comment.
When can we interview
you regarding this?
No comment.
How long have you
known about this killer
and why hasn't the
public been informed?
(tense music)
(camera zaps)
I believe he said no comment.
I shoulda had him!
Nobody's blamin' you for
what Volkin's doin', Sam.
Don't blame yourself.
The guy just keeps getting
stronger and stronger
and I don't know
how he's doin' it.
What about your expert?
I haven't talked to her
since earlier this afternoon.
I'm sure she would have
called if she had anything.
Ya haven't slept
in at least 36 hours.
Maybe you oughta take
a few hours rest.
(chuckles) Yeah.
Take my advice,
Sam, take a break.
I need you thinkin' straight.
I'm thinkin' straight
and I'm thinkin'
I gotta get this guy.
I'll be fine.
All right.
Is there anything else
we could be doing?
Short of me standing in
the middle of the street
waitin' for him to
come and get me, no.
(phone ringing)
Yeah? Oh, hi, Carrie.
Yeah, hold on. Sam, it's Carrie.
Hi. Tell me ya have somethin'.
I faxed a think tank in Canada
and they sent me back
something you have to see.
There's a restaurant called
Pedro's on Olympic and 5th.
Meet me there in 20 minutes.
So you're askin' me to dinner.
Yes, but you're
picking up the tab.
I can do that.
Goodbye.
(soft suspenseful music)
(alarm buttons beeping)
Olympic and 5th.
(soft ominous music)
(alarm buttons beeping)
(computer beeping)
(tense music)
(printer whirring)
(soft ominous music)
Fucking perfect.
Here it is.
In the early '80s, two
scanners got into a quarrel
at a resource center in Toronto.
That's all that was
left of the loser.
The winner went on to
kill another scanner
in the exact same way.
He said he needed their
essence to increase his power.
I think this is
what's happening here.
(soft ominous music)
[Karl] Ah, Denise.
First on the list.
(soft ominous music continues)
(doorbell rings)
[Denise] I'll get it, hon!
(tense music)
(Denise whimpering)
Volkin is gaining strength
from the scanners he's killing
and he's only growing
more delusional
by the hour without
his Ephemerol.
Whoa, whoa, wait, slow down.
Are you saying that he's
sucking the life force
out of the scanners
he's killing for power?
Like a vampire feeding on blood?
Denise?
Denise, what the...
(body sizzling)
(ominous music)
(husband screaming)
(utensil clatters)
Thank you, sir.
That is so beautiful.
Thanks. Belonged to my mother.
I've been wearing it ever since
I decided to look for her.
That's nice.
Thanks.
Excuse me, Detective.
We just found another
victim with the same MO.
What's up?
Volkin just killed
another scanner. I gotta go.
Sam, he may be more powerful
than you at this point.
I'll be careful. You, too.
(soft ominous music)
Glory hallelujah.
(soldering iron zapping)
(soft suspenseful music)
(soldering iron zapping)
(Glory gasps)
Jesus, honey!
J.J.! Don't sneak
up on me like that.
Well, where ya
been all day, huh?
I left you messages
all day long.
You haven't returned
one of my calls.
What's goin' on around here?
J.J., I've been workin'.
I'm sorry, baby.
Come here. Give me a hug.
Come on. Hi, baby.
Hi.
(scoffs) So, what do
you call this one?
What is it?
What is it supposed to be, huh?
What are you?
(soft ominous music)
This is a private studio.
Oh, that's all right.
What I want is also private.
Her.
(tense music)
(J.J. grunts)
(tense music)
(tense music)
(Glory grunting)
(Glory screams)
(tense music)
(Glory grunting)
(tense music)
(both grunting)
(J.J. screams)
(tense music)
(both grunting)
(Glory screaming)
(J.J. screams)
(tense music)
(both scream)
(tense music crescendos)
(Karl sighs)
(bodies sizzling)
I may not know art, but I
know what I like. (chuckles)
(bodies sizzling)
You okay?
This detective just has
a couple more questions
to ask, all right?
What do ya got?
Looks like another one.
Look, I'll take this. You
stay here and finish up.
(soft ominous music)
Sorry, sir, it's a little
late for visiting hour...
Rachel Staziak. She should
be in the rec room about now.
You're welcome, sir.
You win all the time.
(chuckles) No, I don't.
He's my son.
[Man In Robe] Good
evening, ladies.
(women chattering)
(officers chattering)
Carrie?
They couldn't identify
her or her boyfriend,
so they called me
because my name's
in her purse an
emergency contact.
Sam, Glory only moved
here a week ago.
The only way he could get this
address is from the center.
He's got a list
of the scanners.
And if you don't stop him,
he's gonna kill all of us.
No.
No.
(soft ominous music)
[Woman On Phone]
Are you there?
Bob?
Bob, are ya there?
(phone dialing)
Hey there.
Odgen, forensics comes
through the backstairs.
What time did
the call come in?
(phone ringing)
Is that you, Sam?
Yes, of course it is.
Put a trace on
this call, Mike.
Yeah, I'm here.
Did you know you were
born exactly at midnight
and they didn't know
whether your birthday
was on the 6th or
the 7th of May?
She's really quite
attractive, Sam.
Too bad you won't be able to
see it after I'm done with her.
Adios, fucker.
See ya soon.
(tense music)
(Sam groans)
Sam, what is it?
He's got my mother.
Dear, is something wrong?
(ominous music)
Well, my goodness.
She always was an odd duck.
(dial tone humming)
(phone dialing)
- What are you doing?
(phone ringing)
(tense music)
St. Jude Retirement Home.
Hello?
(suspenseful music)
Sam, you know this is a trap.
I know, but he's
holding all the cards.
You don't understand, Sam.
You've gotta create an illusion
if you're going to stop him.
All right, just get in.
Explain it to me on the way.
(suspenseful music)
(Rachel gasps)
[Resident] Hey, what
are you doing up here?
Well, hello. How are you?
(resident screams)
(Rachel whimpers)
(Rachel gasps)
(suspenseful music)
[Carrie] Volkin's
grown more powerful,
but he's also
fallen into dementia
and you can use
that against him.
Play with his mind.
(Rachel gasps)
(soft suspenseful music)
(door handles clicking)
(fingernails scraping)
(footsteps receding)
(soft suspenseful music)
(Rachel gasps)
The only thing better than
taking you will be taking him.
(tense music)
(Rachel grunting)
(siren blaring)
I won't let you use
me to harm my son.
No!
(body thuds)
(siren blaring)
Ah, Sam.
(siren blaring)
Hey, Staziak! Come on up!
Unless you've got some more
friends or family members
you'd like to send my way.
I'm waiting for
you, scanner cop!
(officers chattering)
Establish a perimeter.
Sam, create an illusion.
It's the only way
you can stop him.
[Officer] Harrison, take
the west side of the building!
(suspenseful music)
[Officer On Radio] 10-4
to acknowledge.
(static crackles)
(officer chattering)
(suspenseful music)
Woo-woo! This way, old pal.
(soft ominous music)
Sam!
Slow down. How do you
expect me to back you up?
I don't.
(electricity zapping)
(doors slamming)
Yeah, yeah, I'm comin'.
(soft suspenseful music)
Get some help, all right?
Hey, who are you?
(tense music)
(body thuds)
Harv, what's with
all the fire doors?
I was doing my rounds
when all of a sudden...
Holy Toledo, Harv.
What happened?
Hey! What the hell do
you think you're doin'?
(tense music)
(guard grunting)
Nighty-night.
Hmm.
(soft suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
Hi ya, Sam.
Long time no see.
Fuck you.
(gun clatters)
How ya been?
(tense music)
That tickles.
And you're pathetic.
Ba-boom!
(wood clattering)
(men grunting)
Listen, radio for
the fire department.
Get us some equipment down here.
(Sam cries out)
Beep beep.
(tense music)
That's better, Sam.
(Sam screams)
(head thuds)
- Oh.
Don't know my own strength.
[Carrie] Create an illusion.
Create an illusion.
Dementia, Volkin's
fallen into dementia
and you can use
that against him.
Play with his mind.
It's the only way
you can stop him.
I'm gonna take my time
with you, scanner cop!
(soft suspenseful music)
(tense music)
Here. Break off,
guys, break off.
Guys, get me this door open.
- Step aside.
Get it open now.
- I got it.
- Go, go.
(tense music)
How do you feel, Sam?
Well, it only gets worse.
(tense music)
(Sam grunts)
(tense music)
(Sam groaning)
(officer screams)
Fooled ya, didn't I, Karl?
(soft tense music)
Wanna try again?
(tense music)
What's wrong, Karl?
(tense music intensifies)
(Sam groaning)
(janitor and Karl grunting)
Wretched cop bastard!
(suspenseful music)
Staziak!
Wasted your strength
scanning me, Karl.
Sorry, I haven't
been myself lately.
It's the real me.
Did you enjoy meeting
your mom, Sammy boy?
Yeah. (tongue clicks)
You're a real funny guy, Karl.
Ya know, I've waited
a long time for this.
I'm sure you have.
(Karl screeches)
(tense music)
(Sam grunting)
(Sam shouts)
(tense music)
(Karl groaning)
(Sam screams)
(body thuds)
(Karl grunts)
I don't think you've got the
strength to kill me, Staziak!
Think again.
(tense music)
(Karl groaning)
(tense music)
(tense music crescendos)
(Karl screams)
(explosion booms)
(Sam panting)
(soft ominous music)
(dramatic music)
[Firefighter] That's
it, it's comin'. Go, go.
(firefighter grunts)
Volkin?
He won't be available
for questioning.
You all right, Sam?
Better now.
[Jack] Marty, get
backup on the air, okay?
Clear.
(officers chattering)
- Let's go home.
- Hey, Joey, Franklin.
Inside, make a sweep, okay.
[Officer] One of you
got the paperwork on ya?
(suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
(ominous music)
(ominous music)
(upbeat funk music)