Beauty and the Beast (1987–1990): Season 3, Episode 1 - Though Lovers Be Lost... - full transcript
This is where the wealthy
and the powerful rule.
It is her world,
a world apart from mine.
Her name... is Catherine.
From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart
with her beauty,
her warmth and her courage.
I knew then, as I know now,
she would change my life...
forever.
He comes from a secret place,
far below the city streets,
hiding his face from strangers,
safe from hate and harm.
He brought me there
to save my life.
And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit,
for we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.
And although
we cannot be together,
we will never, ever be apart.
And now, the season premiere
of Beauty and the Beast.
Vincent!
Vincent.
Vincent.
No...
No.
No.
No.
No!
Vincent.
You can't.
You can't.
Not without me.
I won't let you.
I won't let you.
No.
So quiet.
How much longer?
I'm going in.
How is he?
He's alive.
I don't remember this place.
You're home.
This is your chamber.
You're among people
who love you.
Sleep now.
You okay?
Yeah.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm okay.
What are you doing?
It's late.
Just trying to get
organized for tomorrow.
Playing catch-up.
You know that
flu lingers.
You really should
go easy, Radcliffe.
I mean it.
What?
I didn't have the flu.
You didn't?
Well, what did you have?
Let's go into your office.
Sure.
You're making me very nervous.
What are you gonna tell me?
Is this good news
or bad news?
You've been a
wonderful friend, Joe,
and I never meant to be
anything less than
truthful with you.
But?
But...
I have been less
than truthful.
You mean about the flu?
About my personal life.
There are things
that you don't know.
Things...
that I don't
share with anyone.
Well, we all have
our secrets.
There's someone
in my life that...
I care very deeply for...
someone that I love.
Oh.
Well, that's great, Radcliffe.
He's been... going through
a difficult time lately.
What's the problem?
He's not well.
I'm sorry.
Is there anything
I can do?
I don't know.
I'm praying.
I'm glad you told me this.
Me, too.
You have a heart like his.
How are you
feeling?
I'm not sure.
Try to tell me.
Like a stranger.
What seems unfamiliar?
Many things.
Many things I can't...
don't remember.
Do you feel like
a stranger with me?
No, not with you.
You're the woman that I love.
I'm glad.
But there are things,
things in my mind,
I can't... reach.
I reach for words for things...
but they're not there.
Vincent, the
words will come.
Names.
I wouldn't worry.
Your name.
My name?
You mean, you can't...?
Catherine.
Yes.
Vincent, don't worry.
I won't let you forget.
I believe that's Andromeda,
if I'm not mistaken.
Ah, no, it's Cassiopeia.
Do you see her chair?
Now, I'm the one
whose memory is failing.
You're obviously
feeling better.
Yes, I am.
We were all praying, Vincent.
Father, what happened to me?
What happened to me
in that dark cavern?
I have no memory, none.
You were in a terrifying state,
in such agony
and rage.
I don't think I've been
more afraid in all my life.
For you, for all of us.
But Catherine went in
and brought you back.
She went into
that dark place
alone.
How do you feel?
There are no words.
Try one.
Blessed.
What do you hear
about Raymond?
Peace Corps.
Gave up litigating
divorcees
for inoculating
refugees.
Peace Corps?
That's what I hear.
It's amazing.
Ten years is a long time.
That all it's been?
Why don't you tell me
what's going on, Pat?
I mean, you and
me haven't talked
since the night we
both passed the bar.
Then you call me
out of nowhere.
And don't tell me
it's over old times,
because you're about the
least nostalgic guy...
What have you heard, Joe?
What have I heard
about what?
About me, my work.
I hear you pull down
about a million a year
on Wall Street.
Try 50 million.
That's a lot of money.
I mean for a kid
from the Bronx.
It's not about the money.
It stopped being about money
a long time ago.
Then what the hell
are we talking about?
What are you into?
It's big.
It's bigger than...
The scope of it, Joe--
it's incredible.
I'm talking government,
organized crime,
major industries.
And where do you fit in?
I'm just a lawyer.
For who?
Not yet.
Pat, I can get you in the
Witness Protection Program
first thing in
the morning.
Joe, I'm on a plane
in one hour.
Cindy and my boy
are already there.
Where?
What's this?
You'll find out
when I get to where I'm going.
It has to be on my terms.
Pat?
Why are you doing this?
'Cause until I got involved
in this thing,
I didn't believe in hell.
Now I'll see ya.
And increase her digoxin dosage
to point five
milligrams p.o, t.i.d.
Yes, Doctor,
right away.
Hi. I'm here about
Joe Maxwell.
I'm a friend.
Uh, he'll be in surgery
for a while still.
Could you tell me what
happened, I mean, please?
He survived an explosion
that should have killed him.
He needs blood.
That's all you can do
for him right now.
Why don't you speak
to the duty nurse?
She's at the outside
station.
Okay.
Dr. Kelly, Dr. Robert Kelly,
please call the page operator.
Dr. Kelly, Dr. Robert Kelly,
please call the page operator.
Oh, Joe, look at you.
The doctor says you're lucky.
Yeah?
Some luck.
You're alive.
You call this livin'?
The book.
The book.
Don't try to talk.
There's a book.
Important.
A book?
Pat gave it...
Patrick Hanlon?
Why he was killed.
I'll get it.
In the meantime,
try to get some rest.
Here you go.
Hospital security,
call extension 5321.
Hospital security,
call extension 5321.
Oh, Ms. Chandler, good.
I'm glad I caught you.
Something wrong with Joe?
Oh, no, listen, I just
thought that you should know
you really shouldn't
have given blood.
Why not?
Well, because you're pregnant.
I'm sorry.
I, um... I-I just thought that
you should know that.
Listen, if you'd
like, I'll send
your test results on
over to your own doctor
Because you're pregnant.
Because you're pregnant.
Yes, Jenny Aronson, please.
Hi, Nicole.
It's Catherine Chandler.
Is Jenny in?
Oh, okay. Um...
No, she's got my numbers.
Nicole, would you tell her
it's important?
Oh, no, no,
nothing wrong.
I just, um, need to talk to her.
Okay, thanks.
Come in.
So we'll order
something in.
I don't care-- Italian,
Chinese, doesn't matter.
Italian's fine.
All right.
Marlene.
So good news about Joe, huh?
Yeah, I suppose.
He looked better.
Take a look at this.
Hanlon gave it to Joe just
before the bomb went off.
I've cross-referenced everything
we have on Hanlon and...
And?
Well, except for
a few dates,
I can't make any
sense out of it.
Did you check the SEC records?
No match there either.
What?
Nothing really, except for these
two sets of initials.
"MD NHT."
Yeah. Malloy-Davidson and
Hanover Norton Trust.
Between the two,
they've underwritten just about
every major development
project in the city.
Who else has seen this?
You're the first.
Look, I've got to be downtown
in about five minutes.
Why don't you let me hold
onto this...
I'll take a closer look.
Actually, um,
I'd like to keep it,
but I'll run off a copy.
Fine.
Let's move on this.
Vincent.
What is it?
Are you all right?
Yes.
I need to talk to you.
I can see that you do.
There was a time when I would
have come to you.
What do you mean?
I don't expect
you to...
Catherine, I look in your face,
I can see your unrest.
There was a time
when I could have felt it here.
Feel what you were feeling,
everything.
Across the city,
across the continent.
Now I have to wait
for you to tell me.
There was a time when I
could feel you coming to me,
feel you nearing in the tunnels.
There was a source of great joy
radiating from you,
filling me with joy.
Tonight I waited
till the sentry sent me
a message that you were here.
What's different now?
It's gone.
What's gone?
The connection,
our connection, our bond.
It'll return.
No, I don't think so.
Have faith that it will.
It's lost to me, I know.
How do you know?
Why do you say that?
'Cause it is
the price.
The price I must pay for this
new peace, this contentment.
But Catherine, what have I lost?
I don't think
that it is lost.
And even if it is,
Vincent, it was a gift.
That power
was a gift.
It came to you in a life
when it was needed,
and you used it and...
perhaps it is no longer needed.
More than once
it saved your life.
Maybe the gift
will return to you
in another form;
something you never
even dreamed of.
Vincent, your power
was extraordinary,
but it has nothing to do
with what we are
together, what
we feel for each other.
That is our connection.
And if one gift is lost,
there are other gifts waiting
to be found, believe me.
Vincent, there are so many gifts
waiting for you.
All you have to do
is... just open your arms
and receive them.
I believe you.
Just open your arms.
Now tell me...
tell me
what's troubling you.
Another time.
Don't worry.
"Ejus cujus miseratione...
"animae fidelium requiescunt,
hunc tumulum bene,
dicere dignare, cique..."
"...requiescunt, angelum..."
"Hunc tumulum bene,
dicere dignare, cique...
Angelum tuum sanctum..."
"...et cujus corpus hic
sepelitur
animam ejus abomnibus
absolve..."
"Angelum tuum sanctum
deputa custodem...
"et cujus corpus hic sepelitur
animam ejus abomnibus
absolve..."
"Dominum nostrum." Amen.
Remember this day.
You'll come
to cherish it.
They, uh, buried
your friend today.
He wasn't my friend.
Oh, I thought you two
were law school buddies.
I knew him, okay?
And the little I knew
I didn't like.
Then, uh, you're not planning
on making this
into a personal thing?
Hey, boss,
I'm the one laid up here.
I'd say that's pretty personal.
We're working on it,
Joe, all right?
We're doing
the best we can.
Yeah.
For all the good
it's gonna do us,
that book may as well have
been written in Aramaic.
What about Malloy-
Davidson and HNT?
Yeah, that's gonna
take a while.
They're so big,
we don't know
who the hell
to subpoena.
Joe, listen, what
else did Hanlon say?
I mean, he must
have said something
that maybe we could
check into.
That's just it.
He didn't say anything
about what he was into.
Nothing specific.
I guess he was saving
the details for insurance.
So, how you feeling, anyway?
Lousy, frustrated!
Take it easy, take it easy,
all right?
You'll be out of here soon.
Not soon enough.
It's a new journal.
It's very beautiful.
It seemed appropriate.
Yes, it is.
"With love,
all things are possible.
Forever, Catherine."
Forever.
Yes.
Forever.
Are you gonna tell me what
I'm looking at,
or am I supposed to guess?
Do you know a man named
Patrick Hanlon?
He's an attorney.
He was killed
two days ago,
and it has something
to do with that book.
That's too bad, but, uh,
what does this have
to do with me?
Hanlon was dealing
with Malloy-Davidson
and Hanover Norton Trust.
I thought that maybe...
Cathy...
Listen, I got news for you.
I don't know many people in
this town who haven't dealt
with Malloy-Davidson
and Hanover Trust.
Uh, no, this is the last thing
I'm gonna get involved with now.
Elliot, could you just...?
No!
Absolutely not.
Just look
through it.
That's all I'm asking.
No, Cathy, and I mean no!
Help me to
find something
to follow up on;
a name, a place
a dollar
amount, anything.
Absolutely not.
I'm stuck, Elliot!
I need some help.
Cancel my 3:00.
Yes, sir, Mr. Burch.
You knew I was
gonna say yes.
How'd you know?
'Cause I know you.
A child?
Yes.
Vincent...
But what kind of a child?
An extraordinary child.
Yeah, Catherine Chandler.
Thursday at 3:30?
Yeah.
Okay, I got it. Thanks.
Any luck with those names?
Yeah, it's starting
to come together.
How's Joe doing?
Well, he asked me
to smuggle him in
a cheese steak
and some cold beer.
Good.
This just arrived for you.
It's from Catherine.
What is it?
Something important.
Are you sure you're
strong enough to travel?
It's a long way.
I could send someone...
Father, please.
My life must begin again.
I'm ready.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on!
There she is.
Damn.
Oh, John.
Thank God!
Perhaps you should ask yourself
if it's really worth all this.
Now, let's begin again.
Where's the book
Maxwell gave you?
That's all we
need to know.
After that, you can go home.
You mustn't let fear
eclipse logic.
Fear is all I have left to feel.
What about hope?
She's gone, Father!
Without a word or a sign.
My sense of her...
Your empathic
connection
will return, Vincent,
I'm sure of it.
And until then?
Until then, you must
have patience.
And faith, Vincent.
These are powerful healers.
Patience, faith.
Well, for now,
it's all you can do.
Well, then all I can do
is not enough.
Vincent...
Tell me.
Please, tell me...
what I can say
to give you solace.
Nothing you say can
change what is happening.
I should never have come here
and burdened you with this.
No!
She's difficult.
Impossible, really.
I told you.
I suppose I had
to see for myself.
What about her apartment?
Top to bottom, nothing.
Same with her bank box.
There are other ways.
Just...
do what you have to do.
I missed that one.
West End and 84th.
I know where
it came from.
What I missed was
where it's going.
That's it.
B sector, topside.
Broome and Battery.
Food pick-up.
Hello, Zach.
Father.
Pascal, can I have
a word with you?
Think you can handle it?
With my eyes closed.
That's fine.
Just keep your ears open.
Catherine is missing.
Missing?
Is she in danger?
I don't know.
Well, if she were,
wouldn't Vincent know?
No.
After what happened to him,
the bond between them somehow
seems to have been impaired.
I'll alert every
outpost right away,
issue an all clear.
Good, I've already
contacted the Helpers.
We'll find her, Father.
We must find her.
Catherine, where are you?
Where are you
in this dark city?
I can no longer feel you.
Why can I no longer feel
your warmth reaching toward me?
All I feel now
is the emptiness.
Cold emptiness.
As if my heart has been ripped
from my chest
and I'm doomed to wander,
searching to find it.
I know you are alive,
that I know.
Call out to me, Catherine.
Call out to me
so that I may hear.
Scream my name.
But do not lose hope.
Do not lose faith
that I will find you.
I will find you.
I will find you!
I will not stop.
I will search until I find you.
Or until I am dust.
You don't think I'm upset?
First my deputy DA gets blown
to within inches of his life.
Now my best investigator
is bushwhacked
in a police parking structure
in broad daylight.
It's not exactly
the kind of thing
that inspires public confidence.
I don't give a damn
about public confidence.
Well, the public
put us in office, Joe,
so you better start
paying attention.
Look, this is Cathy Chandler
we're talking about here,
not some
political agenda.
Just pull yourself back
a little, Joe.
My agenda
is the same
as yours.
Fine.
Now what are you suggesting?
I want to head
this investigation.
Can you handle it?
What?
'Cause you're not
showing me in here
that you can handle it.
I can handle it.
All right.
Then it's yours.
All right.
Joe, every move,
every lead, every decision
affecting this case,
I want it across my desk
before you make it public.
I don't want to have
to read about it first.
Okay.
Where do you
want to start?
The ledger.
Seems like the logical place...
if you can avoid turning this
thing into a personal vendetta.
John, I'm not gonna
turn any...
Just run out
every ground ball,
that's all I'm saying, Joe.
Her caseload, her files,
any of her
past convictions
that have been
released from custody
in the past two years.
I'm on it.
Joe...
Everything, across my desk.
Everything.
We have a bid,
ladies and gentlemen,
of 7.5 for item A-435
on the catalogue.
Any more offers, ladies
and gentlemen?
Going for the second time
for 7.5...
What am I bid? Any more offers?
Very well.
Going for the third time.
We have an offer of 7.6,
ladies and gentlemen,
for item A-435 on the catalogue.
What am I bid? Any more offers,
ladies and gentlemen?
Going for a second time,
then, at 7.6.
Any more bids?
Going for a third
and final time at 7.6.
Sold.
Item A-435 is sold
to Number 23
for £ 7,600,000.
It is so noted.
She has knowledge of at least
five major contacts.
But she still won't tell
us where the book is.
Her resistance is
remarkable.
I can't go any further
with her.
She's pregnant.
Continue, Doctor.
Anything more threatens
the fetus.
It could kill the woman as well.
You'll continue, Doctor.
No...
Vincent?!
No, no!
Let it go this time,
Miss Chandler.
Please.
Come on.
Go!
Catherine!
Everything... from
the fetal heartbeat
to the contracted
gestation period.
At this rate of
development,
she could go into
labor tomorrow.
Explain that to me.
I can't.
Try.
It's just the nature
of the pregnancy...
It's not normal.
I'm worried about the woman.
This isn't about
the woman.
I don't understand.
She's just the vessel.
It's the child.
The child...?
I want this child.
Would you talk
to me, please?
Have you been outside today?
Do they let you go outside?
You've got to
help me... please.
They're going to take
away my baby, you know that.
If you could...
If you get outside...
If you could just give this
to a police officer...
any police officer.
Please...
Unbutton your gown, please,
and lie down.
Vincent, where are you?
You're going above?
Have we received any
word yet, today?
No, nothing.
Someone's watching
the warehouse?
Day and night.
Sebastian is there now.
No one's come near the place.
Where is she? Where is she?
Why have I no
sense of her?
We must continue to keep
a tight surveillance
on the entire...
Vincent, every
one of us
and every one of our helpers
has been searching the city.
You go above every night.
You've... you've barely
slept in six months.
It spares me from the dreams.
You can't go on like this.
Your condition was not
strong to begin with.
What are you suggesting?
I'm suggesting that if you...
go on in this way, you will
surely destroy yourself.
You would have me stop
searching for Catherine?
I would have you
conserve your strength.
You know I would never stop
until I've found her.
You know that.
Vincent...
perhaps there is, um...
a reason for your inability
to sense Catherine,
for your... loss of
connection to her.
If the worst has occurred...
No!
Don't even let the words
pass your lips.
She's alive.
She's alive,
and I will not stop
until I find her. Never.
She's out there
somewhere, Cleon...
Yeah, maybe.
It's a big city.
What do you really know
about Catherine Chandler?
I know what kind
of woman she is
and I know how
I feel about her
and that's enough.
Why?
Nothing in her life seems
to make a damn bit of sense.
She vanished once before,
what, uh... two years ago?
That was when she
got her face slashed.
She was only missing ten days.
Ten unexplained days.
And what does she do
when she returns?
She quits her cushy job
at her dad's firm,
signs on for grunt work
at the D.A.'s office,
drops out of the
society scene
and withdraws from most
of her friends.
And dumped her fiancé.
That's right.
And as far as we know,
there was only one other man
in her life after that.
Me.
That didn't last very long.
Why?
She had her reasons.
It's got nothing
to do with the case.
She ever mention
someone named Vincent?
Vincent...
No.
He's Maxwell's prime suspect.
Do they know
anything else about him?
No. Do you?
Because there is
no possibility.
There's somebody else.
I'm sorry, Elliot.
That makes two of us.
It means nothing to me.
Is there any progress
on the ledger?
I've got a
cryptogolist
from NYU working on
it, but thus far...
He seems to think that
it's a private code.
What about Malloy-Davidson
and Hanover Norton Trust?
Well, we managed to place
a few bugs at Hanover.
Inside of a week,
they found them.
No luck getting
into their computers,
and they shred
all their paperwork.
I've been working on placing
a few men on the inside.
Well, what about
the police?
They doing
anything at all?
Maxwell's pushing
as hard as he can.
He's only got 12 men
on the street,
and I've got what, 40?
Make it 80.
Mr. Burch.
Look. I know it's your money,
but I got to tell you,
Catherine Chandler's been
missing for six months.
I don't care how many
men we put on the street.
I don't think we're
gonna find her alive.
Just find her.
Right.
All right, Joe,
gimme some perspective.
Where are we?
Square one.
Back trying to I.D. the
crew that grabbed her.
We know they
were heavyweights.
They popped the
driver of the pickup
just so they wouldn't
leave any witnesses.
Local?
I doubt it,
but I don't know.
The trail goes dead, John.
I thought for a while they had
somebody on the inside, but...
Well, that didn't
pan out either.
What about the personal side?
Same deal.
We're still working
on this name Vincent.
From the books in her apartment.
Yeah.
And?
Well, we're cold on that, too.
What about the FBI?
They're stalling.
No note, no ransom.
They think she's dead.
How many men you have
in the field, Joe?
12.
Come on, Joe.
If this had been
anybody else,
what would we have
done three months ago?
Downgrade.
That's right.
Look, I am sorry.
I know she meant
a lot to you.
Can't we just give
it another...?
She meant a lot
to all of us.
We gave it our best shot.
I think it's time for you
to start pulling
your weight around here.
We need you.
I wanted you to know that the
case is closed on this end.
I just wanted you to know that.
I wasn't worried.
I have confidence in you.
You have never let me down.
There's a Mr. Malloy
here to see you.
Send him in.
Paul. How are you?
Good to see you, Elliot.
It's good to see you.
How about a scotch? Neat.
Coming up.
Look at that.
It's a miracle.
What is?
That it works.
Two million people
packed on an island.
It's called
civilization.
Is that what
it's called?
My father was a janitor in
a synagogue, Elliot.
Your father was a sanitation
worker, as I recall.
Does that make them
greater men now that I,
the janitor's son,
lend money to the sanitation
worker's son
to build skyscrapers?
I don't think so.
They were, I think, lesser men,
either by luck
or by brains,
or, more likely,
by a failure to know
the true scope of things.
Now, this is a problem
you've never had, Elliot.
Until now, Paul.
You're upset about my inquiries
into Malloy-Davidson.
Scope, Elliot.
I'm afraid this has very little
to do with Malloy-Davidson.
You know I never thought I'd see
you as a messenger boy, Paul.
No matter what
we choose to think,
you and I are men shaped
by forces greater
than ourselves,
structures
within structures.
Interwoven,
interacting...
Some of us become rich
when we anticipate
the course of events.
But even those
of us with vision
are just byproducts of
a much larger manufacture.
Ah...
The air is very thin up
here, Elliot.
Don't let it affect
your thinking.
All things considered,
the fetus appears healthy.
Good.
I can't tell you
exactly when.
It could be any time now.
Thank you, Doctor.
Why the child?
I think it was Schopenhauer
who said that
"The best of all possible worlds
is not to have been born."
When I was seven years old,
my father sold me.
Children have an immense
capacity for hatred--
immense.
I used to lie awake at night
and taste it in my mouth.
It kept me warm.
When I was 15, I came back home
and strangled my father
while he slept.
I cherish that day.
That day, I realized
what is truly possible.
I can never have children.
I made sure of that.
I wanted to give my child
the greatest gift:
never to have been born.
I know what hunger tastes like.
I know how far a man
can travel on rage.
Why does a dying man always
cry out for his mother?
The world is
a very simple place.
Gravity-- and the fear
of falling.
That's all there is.
Do you believe in gifts?
In things coming to you
in their own time?
I never did.
I do now.
I own seven Rembrandts.
I have much to give.
This is no ordinary child.
The child is a gift...
to me.
- The Burch Grand
- Hotel and Casino
continues to burn in Atlantic
City, with more than 200 people
feared dead,
and twice that many injured.
The fire was first discovered
in the restaurant kitchen
at 7:30 this evening.
Investigators believe arson
may have caused
the inferno, although...
Leave, please.
...no suspects have been
named as yet.
This hotel and casino is widely
considered to be the crown jewel
in the empire of its
namesake,
Elliot Burch.
Get me Manning.
Come in.
You busy?
Yeah.
Wanna put the
pen down, Joe?
You feeling all right?
I feel fine.
You don't look fine.
No?
No. As a matter of fact,
you look like hell.
I'm sorry you feel
that way, John.
Well, what's up?
Or did you just come in here
to give me a
hard time?
Joe, I want
you to take a break.
What do you mean?
What kind of a break?
Leave of absence.
You telling me I'm suspended?
Just until your head clears.
I don't believe this.
Joe, I warned you.
More than once.
And I pulled back, John!
Yeah, I know,
and now you're only neglecting
about half your casework.
Now that's bull!
I'm not the
only one in
this office who thinks so, Joe.
Look, anything that I've done
on the Cathy Chandler case
is strictly on my own time.
Nights and weekends.
I'm sorry, Joe.
Please don't do this.
It's already done.
So what was it?
Shaped charge.
Detonated on a
natural gas line.
Fire was out of control
within ten minutes.
C-4 plastique?
That and some
magnesium, probably.
Intense heat, high
combustion rate.
Why aren't I hearing any
of this from the police?
Because these guys knew
exactly what they were doing.
Cops get careful when
they think terrorist.
It's not terrorists, Cleon.
It's a greeting card
with my name
and address on it.
Malloy is on his yacht.
Somewhere in
the Indian Ocean.
It's not Malloy.
It's a hell of a lot bigger
than Malloy.
Oh, so you want me
to back off this?
No, Cleon, I want you to tell
me something from your heart.
I want you to tell me
if it's coincidence,
or if it's tied
to Cathy Chandler.
No coincidence.
Let's get 'em.
Your journey's almost finished.
We've got a light on
in Subbasement Two, Section D.
This will be over soon.
He's come for her.
Will it be soon?
Very soon.
Code Three, Stairwell South,
between four and six.
- He took down five men.
- We got a problem.
Seal the upper level,
and stop him.
Yes, sir.
Brown? Brown?
Time is pressing, Doctor.
Within the hour.
That's too long.
Cut the child out.
I suppose I could
perform a cesarean.
No. No.
Then do it.
It's coming.
Yes!
Catherine?
Catherine!
Yes!
Catherine!
Catherine!
Please.
Perfect.
Please. Please.
Please.
Enough.
Finish it off quickly.
No.
No.
No.
What is that?
You won't suffer, I promise.
No...
Vincent...
Catherine!
Catherine!
Vincent.
Vincent.
Catherine.
Catherine.
Vincent.
We loved.
There's a child.
A child?
He's beautiful.
Catherine.
Catherine.
"Though...
"lovers be lost...
"Love shall not...
"And death shall
have no dominion."
and the powerful rule.
It is her world,
a world apart from mine.
Her name... is Catherine.
From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart
with her beauty,
her warmth and her courage.
I knew then, as I know now,
she would change my life...
forever.
He comes from a secret place,
far below the city streets,
hiding his face from strangers,
safe from hate and harm.
He brought me there
to save my life.
And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit,
for we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.
And although
we cannot be together,
we will never, ever be apart.
And now, the season premiere
of Beauty and the Beast.
Vincent!
Vincent.
Vincent.
No...
No.
No.
No.
No!
Vincent.
You can't.
You can't.
Not without me.
I won't let you.
I won't let you.
No.
So quiet.
How much longer?
I'm going in.
How is he?
He's alive.
I don't remember this place.
You're home.
This is your chamber.
You're among people
who love you.
Sleep now.
You okay?
Yeah.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm okay.
What are you doing?
It's late.
Just trying to get
organized for tomorrow.
Playing catch-up.
You know that
flu lingers.
You really should
go easy, Radcliffe.
I mean it.
What?
I didn't have the flu.
You didn't?
Well, what did you have?
Let's go into your office.
Sure.
You're making me very nervous.
What are you gonna tell me?
Is this good news
or bad news?
You've been a
wonderful friend, Joe,
and I never meant to be
anything less than
truthful with you.
But?
But...
I have been less
than truthful.
You mean about the flu?
About my personal life.
There are things
that you don't know.
Things...
that I don't
share with anyone.
Well, we all have
our secrets.
There's someone
in my life that...
I care very deeply for...
someone that I love.
Oh.
Well, that's great, Radcliffe.
He's been... going through
a difficult time lately.
What's the problem?
He's not well.
I'm sorry.
Is there anything
I can do?
I don't know.
I'm praying.
I'm glad you told me this.
Me, too.
You have a heart like his.
How are you
feeling?
I'm not sure.
Try to tell me.
Like a stranger.
What seems unfamiliar?
Many things.
Many things I can't...
don't remember.
Do you feel like
a stranger with me?
No, not with you.
You're the woman that I love.
I'm glad.
But there are things,
things in my mind,
I can't... reach.
I reach for words for things...
but they're not there.
Vincent, the
words will come.
Names.
I wouldn't worry.
Your name.
My name?
You mean, you can't...?
Catherine.
Yes.
Vincent, don't worry.
I won't let you forget.
I believe that's Andromeda,
if I'm not mistaken.
Ah, no, it's Cassiopeia.
Do you see her chair?
Now, I'm the one
whose memory is failing.
You're obviously
feeling better.
Yes, I am.
We were all praying, Vincent.
Father, what happened to me?
What happened to me
in that dark cavern?
I have no memory, none.
You were in a terrifying state,
in such agony
and rage.
I don't think I've been
more afraid in all my life.
For you, for all of us.
But Catherine went in
and brought you back.
She went into
that dark place
alone.
How do you feel?
There are no words.
Try one.
Blessed.
What do you hear
about Raymond?
Peace Corps.
Gave up litigating
divorcees
for inoculating
refugees.
Peace Corps?
That's what I hear.
It's amazing.
Ten years is a long time.
That all it's been?
Why don't you tell me
what's going on, Pat?
I mean, you and
me haven't talked
since the night we
both passed the bar.
Then you call me
out of nowhere.
And don't tell me
it's over old times,
because you're about the
least nostalgic guy...
What have you heard, Joe?
What have I heard
about what?
About me, my work.
I hear you pull down
about a million a year
on Wall Street.
Try 50 million.
That's a lot of money.
I mean for a kid
from the Bronx.
It's not about the money.
It stopped being about money
a long time ago.
Then what the hell
are we talking about?
What are you into?
It's big.
It's bigger than...
The scope of it, Joe--
it's incredible.
I'm talking government,
organized crime,
major industries.
And where do you fit in?
I'm just a lawyer.
For who?
Not yet.
Pat, I can get you in the
Witness Protection Program
first thing in
the morning.
Joe, I'm on a plane
in one hour.
Cindy and my boy
are already there.
Where?
What's this?
You'll find out
when I get to where I'm going.
It has to be on my terms.
Pat?
Why are you doing this?
'Cause until I got involved
in this thing,
I didn't believe in hell.
Now I'll see ya.
And increase her digoxin dosage
to point five
milligrams p.o, t.i.d.
Yes, Doctor,
right away.
Hi. I'm here about
Joe Maxwell.
I'm a friend.
Uh, he'll be in surgery
for a while still.
Could you tell me what
happened, I mean, please?
He survived an explosion
that should have killed him.
He needs blood.
That's all you can do
for him right now.
Why don't you speak
to the duty nurse?
She's at the outside
station.
Okay.
Dr. Kelly, Dr. Robert Kelly,
please call the page operator.
Dr. Kelly, Dr. Robert Kelly,
please call the page operator.
Oh, Joe, look at you.
The doctor says you're lucky.
Yeah?
Some luck.
You're alive.
You call this livin'?
The book.
The book.
Don't try to talk.
There's a book.
Important.
A book?
Pat gave it...
Patrick Hanlon?
Why he was killed.
I'll get it.
In the meantime,
try to get some rest.
Here you go.
Hospital security,
call extension 5321.
Hospital security,
call extension 5321.
Oh, Ms. Chandler, good.
I'm glad I caught you.
Something wrong with Joe?
Oh, no, listen, I just
thought that you should know
you really shouldn't
have given blood.
Why not?
Well, because you're pregnant.
I'm sorry.
I, um... I-I just thought that
you should know that.
Listen, if you'd
like, I'll send
your test results on
over to your own doctor
Because you're pregnant.
Because you're pregnant.
Yes, Jenny Aronson, please.
Hi, Nicole.
It's Catherine Chandler.
Is Jenny in?
Oh, okay. Um...
No, she's got my numbers.
Nicole, would you tell her
it's important?
Oh, no, no,
nothing wrong.
I just, um, need to talk to her.
Okay, thanks.
Come in.
So we'll order
something in.
I don't care-- Italian,
Chinese, doesn't matter.
Italian's fine.
All right.
Marlene.
So good news about Joe, huh?
Yeah, I suppose.
He looked better.
Take a look at this.
Hanlon gave it to Joe just
before the bomb went off.
I've cross-referenced everything
we have on Hanlon and...
And?
Well, except for
a few dates,
I can't make any
sense out of it.
Did you check the SEC records?
No match there either.
What?
Nothing really, except for these
two sets of initials.
"MD NHT."
Yeah. Malloy-Davidson and
Hanover Norton Trust.
Between the two,
they've underwritten just about
every major development
project in the city.
Who else has seen this?
You're the first.
Look, I've got to be downtown
in about five minutes.
Why don't you let me hold
onto this...
I'll take a closer look.
Actually, um,
I'd like to keep it,
but I'll run off a copy.
Fine.
Let's move on this.
Vincent.
What is it?
Are you all right?
Yes.
I need to talk to you.
I can see that you do.
There was a time when I would
have come to you.
What do you mean?
I don't expect
you to...
Catherine, I look in your face,
I can see your unrest.
There was a time
when I could have felt it here.
Feel what you were feeling,
everything.
Across the city,
across the continent.
Now I have to wait
for you to tell me.
There was a time when I
could feel you coming to me,
feel you nearing in the tunnels.
There was a source of great joy
radiating from you,
filling me with joy.
Tonight I waited
till the sentry sent me
a message that you were here.
What's different now?
It's gone.
What's gone?
The connection,
our connection, our bond.
It'll return.
No, I don't think so.
Have faith that it will.
It's lost to me, I know.
How do you know?
Why do you say that?
'Cause it is
the price.
The price I must pay for this
new peace, this contentment.
But Catherine, what have I lost?
I don't think
that it is lost.
And even if it is,
Vincent, it was a gift.
That power
was a gift.
It came to you in a life
when it was needed,
and you used it and...
perhaps it is no longer needed.
More than once
it saved your life.
Maybe the gift
will return to you
in another form;
something you never
even dreamed of.
Vincent, your power
was extraordinary,
but it has nothing to do
with what we are
together, what
we feel for each other.
That is our connection.
And if one gift is lost,
there are other gifts waiting
to be found, believe me.
Vincent, there are so many gifts
waiting for you.
All you have to do
is... just open your arms
and receive them.
I believe you.
Just open your arms.
Now tell me...
tell me
what's troubling you.
Another time.
Don't worry.
"Ejus cujus miseratione...
"animae fidelium requiescunt,
hunc tumulum bene,
dicere dignare, cique..."
"...requiescunt, angelum..."
"Hunc tumulum bene,
dicere dignare, cique...
Angelum tuum sanctum..."
"...et cujus corpus hic
sepelitur
animam ejus abomnibus
absolve..."
"Angelum tuum sanctum
deputa custodem...
"et cujus corpus hic sepelitur
animam ejus abomnibus
absolve..."
"Dominum nostrum." Amen.
Remember this day.
You'll come
to cherish it.
They, uh, buried
your friend today.
He wasn't my friend.
Oh, I thought you two
were law school buddies.
I knew him, okay?
And the little I knew
I didn't like.
Then, uh, you're not planning
on making this
into a personal thing?
Hey, boss,
I'm the one laid up here.
I'd say that's pretty personal.
We're working on it,
Joe, all right?
We're doing
the best we can.
Yeah.
For all the good
it's gonna do us,
that book may as well have
been written in Aramaic.
What about Malloy-
Davidson and HNT?
Yeah, that's gonna
take a while.
They're so big,
we don't know
who the hell
to subpoena.
Joe, listen, what
else did Hanlon say?
I mean, he must
have said something
that maybe we could
check into.
That's just it.
He didn't say anything
about what he was into.
Nothing specific.
I guess he was saving
the details for insurance.
So, how you feeling, anyway?
Lousy, frustrated!
Take it easy, take it easy,
all right?
You'll be out of here soon.
Not soon enough.
It's a new journal.
It's very beautiful.
It seemed appropriate.
Yes, it is.
"With love,
all things are possible.
Forever, Catherine."
Forever.
Yes.
Forever.
Are you gonna tell me what
I'm looking at,
or am I supposed to guess?
Do you know a man named
Patrick Hanlon?
He's an attorney.
He was killed
two days ago,
and it has something
to do with that book.
That's too bad, but, uh,
what does this have
to do with me?
Hanlon was dealing
with Malloy-Davidson
and Hanover Norton Trust.
I thought that maybe...
Cathy...
Listen, I got news for you.
I don't know many people in
this town who haven't dealt
with Malloy-Davidson
and Hanover Trust.
Uh, no, this is the last thing
I'm gonna get involved with now.
Elliot, could you just...?
No!
Absolutely not.
Just look
through it.
That's all I'm asking.
No, Cathy, and I mean no!
Help me to
find something
to follow up on;
a name, a place
a dollar
amount, anything.
Absolutely not.
I'm stuck, Elliot!
I need some help.
Cancel my 3:00.
Yes, sir, Mr. Burch.
You knew I was
gonna say yes.
How'd you know?
'Cause I know you.
A child?
Yes.
Vincent...
But what kind of a child?
An extraordinary child.
Yeah, Catherine Chandler.
Thursday at 3:30?
Yeah.
Okay, I got it. Thanks.
Any luck with those names?
Yeah, it's starting
to come together.
How's Joe doing?
Well, he asked me
to smuggle him in
a cheese steak
and some cold beer.
Good.
This just arrived for you.
It's from Catherine.
What is it?
Something important.
Are you sure you're
strong enough to travel?
It's a long way.
I could send someone...
Father, please.
My life must begin again.
I'm ready.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Come on!
There she is.
Damn.
Oh, John.
Thank God!
Perhaps you should ask yourself
if it's really worth all this.
Now, let's begin again.
Where's the book
Maxwell gave you?
That's all we
need to know.
After that, you can go home.
You mustn't let fear
eclipse logic.
Fear is all I have left to feel.
What about hope?
She's gone, Father!
Without a word or a sign.
My sense of her...
Your empathic
connection
will return, Vincent,
I'm sure of it.
And until then?
Until then, you must
have patience.
And faith, Vincent.
These are powerful healers.
Patience, faith.
Well, for now,
it's all you can do.
Well, then all I can do
is not enough.
Vincent...
Tell me.
Please, tell me...
what I can say
to give you solace.
Nothing you say can
change what is happening.
I should never have come here
and burdened you with this.
No!
She's difficult.
Impossible, really.
I told you.
I suppose I had
to see for myself.
What about her apartment?
Top to bottom, nothing.
Same with her bank box.
There are other ways.
Just...
do what you have to do.
I missed that one.
West End and 84th.
I know where
it came from.
What I missed was
where it's going.
That's it.
B sector, topside.
Broome and Battery.
Food pick-up.
Hello, Zach.
Father.
Pascal, can I have
a word with you?
Think you can handle it?
With my eyes closed.
That's fine.
Just keep your ears open.
Catherine is missing.
Missing?
Is she in danger?
I don't know.
Well, if she were,
wouldn't Vincent know?
No.
After what happened to him,
the bond between them somehow
seems to have been impaired.
I'll alert every
outpost right away,
issue an all clear.
Good, I've already
contacted the Helpers.
We'll find her, Father.
We must find her.
Catherine, where are you?
Where are you
in this dark city?
I can no longer feel you.
Why can I no longer feel
your warmth reaching toward me?
All I feel now
is the emptiness.
Cold emptiness.
As if my heart has been ripped
from my chest
and I'm doomed to wander,
searching to find it.
I know you are alive,
that I know.
Call out to me, Catherine.
Call out to me
so that I may hear.
Scream my name.
But do not lose hope.
Do not lose faith
that I will find you.
I will find you.
I will find you!
I will not stop.
I will search until I find you.
Or until I am dust.
You don't think I'm upset?
First my deputy DA gets blown
to within inches of his life.
Now my best investigator
is bushwhacked
in a police parking structure
in broad daylight.
It's not exactly
the kind of thing
that inspires public confidence.
I don't give a damn
about public confidence.
Well, the public
put us in office, Joe,
so you better start
paying attention.
Look, this is Cathy Chandler
we're talking about here,
not some
political agenda.
Just pull yourself back
a little, Joe.
My agenda
is the same
as yours.
Fine.
Now what are you suggesting?
I want to head
this investigation.
Can you handle it?
What?
'Cause you're not
showing me in here
that you can handle it.
I can handle it.
All right.
Then it's yours.
All right.
Joe, every move,
every lead, every decision
affecting this case,
I want it across my desk
before you make it public.
I don't want to have
to read about it first.
Okay.
Where do you
want to start?
The ledger.
Seems like the logical place...
if you can avoid turning this
thing into a personal vendetta.
John, I'm not gonna
turn any...
Just run out
every ground ball,
that's all I'm saying, Joe.
Her caseload, her files,
any of her
past convictions
that have been
released from custody
in the past two years.
I'm on it.
Joe...
Everything, across my desk.
Everything.
We have a bid,
ladies and gentlemen,
of 7.5 for item A-435
on the catalogue.
Any more offers, ladies
and gentlemen?
Going for the second time
for 7.5...
What am I bid? Any more offers?
Very well.
Going for the third time.
We have an offer of 7.6,
ladies and gentlemen,
for item A-435 on the catalogue.
What am I bid? Any more offers,
ladies and gentlemen?
Going for a second time,
then, at 7.6.
Any more bids?
Going for a third
and final time at 7.6.
Sold.
Item A-435 is sold
to Number 23
for £ 7,600,000.
It is so noted.
She has knowledge of at least
five major contacts.
But she still won't tell
us where the book is.
Her resistance is
remarkable.
I can't go any further
with her.
She's pregnant.
Continue, Doctor.
Anything more threatens
the fetus.
It could kill the woman as well.
You'll continue, Doctor.
No...
Vincent?!
No, no!
Let it go this time,
Miss Chandler.
Please.
Come on.
Go!
Catherine!
Everything... from
the fetal heartbeat
to the contracted
gestation period.
At this rate of
development,
she could go into
labor tomorrow.
Explain that to me.
I can't.
Try.
It's just the nature
of the pregnancy...
It's not normal.
I'm worried about the woman.
This isn't about
the woman.
I don't understand.
She's just the vessel.
It's the child.
The child...?
I want this child.
Would you talk
to me, please?
Have you been outside today?
Do they let you go outside?
You've got to
help me... please.
They're going to take
away my baby, you know that.
If you could...
If you get outside...
If you could just give this
to a police officer...
any police officer.
Please...
Unbutton your gown, please,
and lie down.
Vincent, where are you?
You're going above?
Have we received any
word yet, today?
No, nothing.
Someone's watching
the warehouse?
Day and night.
Sebastian is there now.
No one's come near the place.
Where is she? Where is she?
Why have I no
sense of her?
We must continue to keep
a tight surveillance
on the entire...
Vincent, every
one of us
and every one of our helpers
has been searching the city.
You go above every night.
You've... you've barely
slept in six months.
It spares me from the dreams.
You can't go on like this.
Your condition was not
strong to begin with.
What are you suggesting?
I'm suggesting that if you...
go on in this way, you will
surely destroy yourself.
You would have me stop
searching for Catherine?
I would have you
conserve your strength.
You know I would never stop
until I've found her.
You know that.
Vincent...
perhaps there is, um...
a reason for your inability
to sense Catherine,
for your... loss of
connection to her.
If the worst has occurred...
No!
Don't even let the words
pass your lips.
She's alive.
She's alive,
and I will not stop
until I find her. Never.
She's out there
somewhere, Cleon...
Yeah, maybe.
It's a big city.
What do you really know
about Catherine Chandler?
I know what kind
of woman she is
and I know how
I feel about her
and that's enough.
Why?
Nothing in her life seems
to make a damn bit of sense.
She vanished once before,
what, uh... two years ago?
That was when she
got her face slashed.
She was only missing ten days.
Ten unexplained days.
And what does she do
when she returns?
She quits her cushy job
at her dad's firm,
signs on for grunt work
at the D.A.'s office,
drops out of the
society scene
and withdraws from most
of her friends.
And dumped her fiancé.
That's right.
And as far as we know,
there was only one other man
in her life after that.
Me.
That didn't last very long.
Why?
She had her reasons.
It's got nothing
to do with the case.
She ever mention
someone named Vincent?
Vincent...
No.
He's Maxwell's prime suspect.
Do they know
anything else about him?
No. Do you?
Because there is
no possibility.
There's somebody else.
I'm sorry, Elliot.
That makes two of us.
It means nothing to me.
Is there any progress
on the ledger?
I've got a
cryptogolist
from NYU working on
it, but thus far...
He seems to think that
it's a private code.
What about Malloy-Davidson
and Hanover Norton Trust?
Well, we managed to place
a few bugs at Hanover.
Inside of a week,
they found them.
No luck getting
into their computers,
and they shred
all their paperwork.
I've been working on placing
a few men on the inside.
Well, what about
the police?
They doing
anything at all?
Maxwell's pushing
as hard as he can.
He's only got 12 men
on the street,
and I've got what, 40?
Make it 80.
Mr. Burch.
Look. I know it's your money,
but I got to tell you,
Catherine Chandler's been
missing for six months.
I don't care how many
men we put on the street.
I don't think we're
gonna find her alive.
Just find her.
Right.
All right, Joe,
gimme some perspective.
Where are we?
Square one.
Back trying to I.D. the
crew that grabbed her.
We know they
were heavyweights.
They popped the
driver of the pickup
just so they wouldn't
leave any witnesses.
Local?
I doubt it,
but I don't know.
The trail goes dead, John.
I thought for a while they had
somebody on the inside, but...
Well, that didn't
pan out either.
What about the personal side?
Same deal.
We're still working
on this name Vincent.
From the books in her apartment.
Yeah.
And?
Well, we're cold on that, too.
What about the FBI?
They're stalling.
No note, no ransom.
They think she's dead.
How many men you have
in the field, Joe?
12.
Come on, Joe.
If this had been
anybody else,
what would we have
done three months ago?
Downgrade.
That's right.
Look, I am sorry.
I know she meant
a lot to you.
Can't we just give
it another...?
She meant a lot
to all of us.
We gave it our best shot.
I think it's time for you
to start pulling
your weight around here.
We need you.
I wanted you to know that the
case is closed on this end.
I just wanted you to know that.
I wasn't worried.
I have confidence in you.
You have never let me down.
There's a Mr. Malloy
here to see you.
Send him in.
Paul. How are you?
Good to see you, Elliot.
It's good to see you.
How about a scotch? Neat.
Coming up.
Look at that.
It's a miracle.
What is?
That it works.
Two million people
packed on an island.
It's called
civilization.
Is that what
it's called?
My father was a janitor in
a synagogue, Elliot.
Your father was a sanitation
worker, as I recall.
Does that make them
greater men now that I,
the janitor's son,
lend money to the sanitation
worker's son
to build skyscrapers?
I don't think so.
They were, I think, lesser men,
either by luck
or by brains,
or, more likely,
by a failure to know
the true scope of things.
Now, this is a problem
you've never had, Elliot.
Until now, Paul.
You're upset about my inquiries
into Malloy-Davidson.
Scope, Elliot.
I'm afraid this has very little
to do with Malloy-Davidson.
You know I never thought I'd see
you as a messenger boy, Paul.
No matter what
we choose to think,
you and I are men shaped
by forces greater
than ourselves,
structures
within structures.
Interwoven,
interacting...
Some of us become rich
when we anticipate
the course of events.
But even those
of us with vision
are just byproducts of
a much larger manufacture.
Ah...
The air is very thin up
here, Elliot.
Don't let it affect
your thinking.
All things considered,
the fetus appears healthy.
Good.
I can't tell you
exactly when.
It could be any time now.
Thank you, Doctor.
Why the child?
I think it was Schopenhauer
who said that
"The best of all possible worlds
is not to have been born."
When I was seven years old,
my father sold me.
Children have an immense
capacity for hatred--
immense.
I used to lie awake at night
and taste it in my mouth.
It kept me warm.
When I was 15, I came back home
and strangled my father
while he slept.
I cherish that day.
That day, I realized
what is truly possible.
I can never have children.
I made sure of that.
I wanted to give my child
the greatest gift:
never to have been born.
I know what hunger tastes like.
I know how far a man
can travel on rage.
Why does a dying man always
cry out for his mother?
The world is
a very simple place.
Gravity-- and the fear
of falling.
That's all there is.
Do you believe in gifts?
In things coming to you
in their own time?
I never did.
I do now.
I own seven Rembrandts.
I have much to give.
This is no ordinary child.
The child is a gift...
to me.
- The Burch Grand
- Hotel and Casino
continues to burn in Atlantic
City, with more than 200 people
feared dead,
and twice that many injured.
The fire was first discovered
in the restaurant kitchen
at 7:30 this evening.
Investigators believe arson
may have caused
the inferno, although...
Leave, please.
...no suspects have been
named as yet.
This hotel and casino is widely
considered to be the crown jewel
in the empire of its
namesake,
Elliot Burch.
Get me Manning.
Come in.
You busy?
Yeah.
Wanna put the
pen down, Joe?
You feeling all right?
I feel fine.
You don't look fine.
No?
No. As a matter of fact,
you look like hell.
I'm sorry you feel
that way, John.
Well, what's up?
Or did you just come in here
to give me a
hard time?
Joe, I want
you to take a break.
What do you mean?
What kind of a break?
Leave of absence.
You telling me I'm suspended?
Just until your head clears.
I don't believe this.
Joe, I warned you.
More than once.
And I pulled back, John!
Yeah, I know,
and now you're only neglecting
about half your casework.
Now that's bull!
I'm not the
only one in
this office who thinks so, Joe.
Look, anything that I've done
on the Cathy Chandler case
is strictly on my own time.
Nights and weekends.
I'm sorry, Joe.
Please don't do this.
It's already done.
So what was it?
Shaped charge.
Detonated on a
natural gas line.
Fire was out of control
within ten minutes.
C-4 plastique?
That and some
magnesium, probably.
Intense heat, high
combustion rate.
Why aren't I hearing any
of this from the police?
Because these guys knew
exactly what they were doing.
Cops get careful when
they think terrorist.
It's not terrorists, Cleon.
It's a greeting card
with my name
and address on it.
Malloy is on his yacht.
Somewhere in
the Indian Ocean.
It's not Malloy.
It's a hell of a lot bigger
than Malloy.
Oh, so you want me
to back off this?
No, Cleon, I want you to tell
me something from your heart.
I want you to tell me
if it's coincidence,
or if it's tied
to Cathy Chandler.
No coincidence.
Let's get 'em.
Your journey's almost finished.
We've got a light on
in Subbasement Two, Section D.
This will be over soon.
He's come for her.
Will it be soon?
Very soon.
Code Three, Stairwell South,
between four and six.
- He took down five men.
- We got a problem.
Seal the upper level,
and stop him.
Yes, sir.
Brown? Brown?
Time is pressing, Doctor.
Within the hour.
That's too long.
Cut the child out.
I suppose I could
perform a cesarean.
No. No.
Then do it.
It's coming.
Yes!
Catherine?
Catherine!
Yes!
Catherine!
Catherine!
Please.
Perfect.
Please. Please.
Please.
Enough.
Finish it off quickly.
No.
No.
No.
What is that?
You won't suffer, I promise.
No...
Vincent...
Catherine!
Catherine!
Vincent.
Vincent.
Catherine.
Catherine.
Vincent.
We loved.
There's a child.
A child?
He's beautiful.
Catherine.
Catherine.
"Though...
"lovers be lost...
"Love shall not...
"And death shall
have no dominion."