Body of Proof (2011–2013): Season 2, Episode 20 - Mind Games - full transcript
Megan comes face-to-face with a serial killer she helped put away.
(phone rings)
(bell dings)
MEGAN: Here's the
thing about apologies.
(glass shatters)
(grunts)
MEGAN: They don't
come naturally to me.
( dance music playing)
(crowd chattering)
(Megan chuckles)
Making friends?
Filthy creatures.
Oh, it's all part of
the food chain, Bud.
Just be glad you're at the top.
Right below me.
Her name is Niki Shumaker.
She's 18 years old.
Her student ID tells me she's
a freshman at Hoyt University,
and her credit card and cash
tells me this wasn't a robbery.
The bartender discovered
the body after closing time.
Called it in.
Immediate cause of death
appears to be exsanguination.
Killer slashed her throat.
MORRIS: Searched the dumpsters,
canvassed the area for a
knife. Nothing turned up.
I don't think we're
looking for a knife.
The edges of the
wound are too jagged.
The neck was
somehow ripped open.
Skirt's torn and no underwear.
Possible sexual assault.
BAKER: I'm afraid that's likely.
Bartender says our victim made
quite a splash here last night.
Apparently, she
walked around the bar
kissing one random
guy after another.
PETER: Maybe someone
wanted more than just a kiss
and followed her out.
Which means there was a bar
full of suspects here last night
who are now long gone.
We have their faces.
MEGAN: Yeah, but was the
killer in front of the camera
or behind it?
Tox screen was negative,
but her blood alcohol was 0.1.
No apparent signs
of sexual assault.
Huh. In fact, no signs
of sexual activity, ever.
Sounds like Niki wasn't the wild
child we saw in the photographs.
You know, I'm amazed
anybody gets out of college alive.
I mean, heh, I know
I had some times
that I am legally
forbidden to speak of.
Did things get crazy
in the game room?
(laughs)
ETHAN: Yeah.
MEGAN: Okay.
Someone has drawn circles
on her abdomen and hips.
Both sides.
A chunk of hair
has been cut away.
And there is trace on
the remaining shafts. Red.
What? Is it blood?
No. It's powder.
Could be transfer from
the murder weapon.
Oh, and we've got a white
paste right below the hairline.
Yep. Ahem.
You know, these markings,
they might be ritualistic.
Like Wiccan or satanic.
KATE: Or Greek.
Your college student here
was pledging a sorority.
What makes you say that?
Those blue circles
are a hazing ritual
where pledges
have to strip naked
so the members can
mark fat spots with a pen.
Oh. People wonder why
we had eating disorders.
I'll call Bud and tell him to
get over to Hoyt University.
You know what? I'll go with
him. He's gonna need a translator.
I was Zeta Theta Kappa.
Of course you were.
MORRIS: So, Jazmin,
could you check these over?
We found them on Niki's phone.
Yeah. I took these.
( dance music playing)
Niki was on a kissing
spree. MORRIS: What?
You have to kiss as many
boys as you can inside an hour.
It's hazing. Uh, it's tradition.
It bonds us to the
sisterhood for life.
Heh. You use all the lingo,
but completely miss the point.
My sorority sisters never put
each other's lives in danger.
We looked out for each other.
Where there any other, uh,
traditions that Niki endured?
She had to go
commando for a week.
No underwear.
Yeah. I got that one.
Was Niki forced to cut
off a clump of her hair too?
What? No. Look, I liked Niki.
I was trying to help her
come out of her shell.
She had a rough life. She
lost both of her parents.
She was shy, looking for
a place to belong. A family.
Family? You left her in a bar.
Because she asked me
to. She wanted to hook up.
Yeah, well, she died
in an alley instead.
Jazmin, pictures?
JAZMIN: I don't know
any of these guys.
Wait. I didn't
take this last one.
Niki took this
herself after I left.
I know that guy.
Who is he? Jack Gordon.
He was in Niki's biology class.
He was obsessed with her.
Total stalker material.
Want to die.
Okay. So you refill
the reservoir from
the insulin vial...
Program the pump and change
the batteries every two weeks.
I know. Okay. Now I
know that you know.
(sighs)
It's too much, Mom.
I mean, keeping a food diary
and carb counting
and insulin levels.
And now check in
every few hours?
Yes. What if you're all alone,
you go into diabetic
shock again?
I need to know where
you are at all times.
You said I'd be able to
do things I've always done.
You can, you can. But it's just
gonna be a period of adjustment.
It's not gonna happen
overnight. Okay?
Can't wait till Aiden gets back
so you can leave me alone.
I heard that.
We found 31 photos
of Niki kissing 31 guys.
And you know
what I find curious?
Yours was the very last photo.
The very last
person to kiss her.
Probably the last
person to see her alive.
Niki's dead? Murdered, actually.
Did you wait for Jazmin to
leave so you could get Niki alone?
No, no, no. Niki
kissed me and left.
Did she go out the back?
Because we found her in the alley.
You cornered her, didn't
you? Things got out of hand.
KATE: Makes sense. Jazmin
said you were obsessed with Niki.
Said you followed her
around like a little lost puppy.
Jazmin is a stuck-up bitch.
Wow. That's quite a temper.
Jack, you knew Niki was
gonna be at that bar, didn't you?
I overheard her telling friends.
And you wanted to kiss her.
Okay. I mean, okay, it
was like my only chance.
She wouldn't do it otherwise,
not with someone
like me, anyway.
I'm not buying
the martyr act, kid.
Stay local.
I got a feeling we're gonna
see each other again real soon.
Help me out, Bud.
I mean, the baby shower
is only a few days away.
How am I supposed
to get the perfect gift
if I don't know the
sex of the baby?
What's the mystery?
Jeannie had morning
sickness, she's having a boy.
Actually, my gut
tells me it's a girl.
You're never gonna break me.
We ready to get started?
ETHAN: Uh, yeah. First
you need to check this out.
Frontal and ethmoid nasal
bones are completely shattered.
Maybe the suspect punched her.
Well, if that were the case,
we'd usually see a
cleaner fracture pattern.
I mean, this looks like somebody
stuck a screwdriver up her nose
and started
spinning it in circles.
Ethan? ETHAN: Yeah?
Think I'm gonna
need the Stryker saw.
Oh, no. I know that look.
You wanna tell us what's
going on in that brain of yours?
It's not my brain
I'm worried about.
PETER: Goggles?
Shield.
Saw.
Oh, my God.
MEGAN: That is just
what I was afraid of.
Someone has removed her brain.
( dramatic theme playing)
You knew what
you were gonna find
before you cut into the skull.
I suspected it.
How? I mean, who
suspects a missing brain?
Because I'd seen it
before. Three years ago.
It was my very first case when
I was a fellow in Fox County.
The victim's name
was Jennifer Marshall.
She was the third woman found
with throat slashed, nose
battered, brain removed.
Your first case was a serial
killer? That's a tough break.
Yes, I remember this.
The guy was a wealthy
video-game designer.
Oh, that "Pyramid Invaders" guy.
Wilson Polley.
Back in the good old days,
during mummification,
the Egyptians,
they would shove an embalming
hook up a corpse's nose,
then punch right
through the nasal cavity
and churn the brain into soup
and pour it out
through the nostrils.
He described his entire
methodology in a TV interview?
One year before
the first murder.
That is very ballsy.
Wilson thought he was too
smart to get caught. Big mistake.
All of his victims were
members of the PTA
at the high school that
Wilson's daughter attended.
They were all women
that he had asked out.
I remember hearing about
this. It was all over the news.
Rejection was his trigger.
Okay. So Wilson Polley
is serving a life sentence.
So who killed Niki Shumaker?
Copycat killer, obviously,
with intimate
knowledge of the crimes.
We don't normally release
these kind of details.
No, we don't. But
you know who did?
The original suspect in the
killings, Daniel Grubstick.
He wrote a tell-all
book clearing his name.
Original suspect?
Try new suspect.
A copycat killer?
You're kidding.
You're not kidding.
MEGAN: Would you
mind taking a look
at some crime-scene
photos of the new victim?
Why did you bring them to me?
Well, you are the world's
self-proclaimed expert
on all things Wilson Polley.
Maybe you'll see
something that we missed.
Ah. Flattery will get you
everywhere with me, Dr. Hunt.
But I think this is more
about due diligence.
I was a suspect before, so
I'm a suspect again. Right?
Smart man.
Yeah, I am.
Oh, no.
No, no, no. Not Niki.
Wait. Uh, you knew
Niki Shumaker?
Of course, I was her
high-school English teacher.
But her real name
is Niki Marshall.
Wait.
Jennifer Marshall's daughter?
That was Wilson's last victim.
She must have changed her
name to get a fresh start in college.
So this wasn't random.
The killer knew who she was.
Niki was a good
kid. What a tragedy.
Tragedy has been good to you.
Good to me?
My life was turned upside down
because I happened
to be in Jennifer's house
three hours before
Wilson murdered her.
Um, I didn't read your book.
Why exactly were you there?
Niki left her backpack in
the classroom. I dropped it off.
You did that a lot? Make house
calls for your female students?
PETER: Hey, Lace.
Where's your mom?
Thinking up new ways
to torture me, I'm sure.
Oh, come on. It
can't be that bad.
It's worse. Ever since I
was diagnosed with diabetes,
she's become like
the enemy of fun.
Lacey, your mom's just
worried about you. It's her job.
It's okay. I've accepted it.
I'm never going
to have fun again.
Between you and me, if
I've learned one thing lately,
it's that life is too
short to play it safe.
Live fast, die young?
No. Live smart, die old.
You control the diabetes,
don't let the diabetes control you.
You're the most mature
13-year-old I know, Lacey.
You can handle it.
So the lab identified
the white substance
on Niki Shumaker's forehead.
It's doxepin skin cream.
Doxepin? She didn't have
a chronic skin condition.
No, but maybe the killer does.
Oh, can I ask you a
personal question?
What do you think Bud's
having, a boy or a girl?
How am I supposed to know?
Seriously? You don't have some
super-secret scientific insight?
Okay. There is a way
to tell just by looking.
Please tell me.
(whispers) Ultrasound.
Oh, my God. What a
nerd. Thank you for that.
Ha, ha. Are you still talking
about that baby shower?
Haven't you ever heard
of a gender-neutral gift?
Yes, I have. It just... It
leaves me uninspired.
Well, this ought
to inspire your ass.
That red trace you
found on Niki's hair shaft?
It's Congo red.
What is a biochemical
marker doing
in a sorority girl's hair?
CURTIS: Not sure yet.
But it got me thinking.
What if Wilson's
copycat took a trophy?
Something Wilson never did.
But why perfectly
re-create Wilson's crime,
only to use a distinct
signature to set yourself apart?
To impress Wilson.
Mm-hm.
So I went online, found
this site, Wilson's Posse.
It's where Wilson
groupies go to play.
And since fans
write fan letters,
why don't we find out who's
been writing Wilson Polley?
(lock buzzes)
I gotta say, orange
is definitely your color.
Ah. What brings you
here? What do you want?
Jennifer Marshall.
Her daughter was
killed two nights ago.
Who? Niki?
Throat slashed, brain
removed. Sound familiar?
The real killer is back.
Not a moment too soon.
I've grown tired of
doing time for his crimes.
Heh, heh. You're
really not gonna sing
that same old song
again, are you?
You came here to see me.
Not the other way around.
What about Wilson's Posse?
You don't think one
of your many admirers
killed Niki to impress
you, their big hero?
I despise that little
cult. It's despicable.
You see, their admiration is
predicated on the assumption
that I'm guilty.
They think it's so cool
to idolize a monster,
and thanks to you,
that's exactly how
they see me now.
Then, Wilson, we
want the same thing.
If you are innocent,
helping me find the real
killer will only help you.
Even if it proves you wrong?
Sure. I follow the
evidence wherever it leads.
Well, sometimes evidence lies.
Your DNA was on Jennifer. Fact.
I licked her ear.
Doesn't mean that
I killed her. Heh.
We both know you did.
Do we?
Now, this is what your
mistake has cost me.
It's your daughter, Sophia.
Can you imagine what all
this has put her through?
You see, I don't have a problem
with the world believing
I'm evil incarnate,
but not my little daughter.
Are you gonna help me or not?
Uh...
Gotta think about it.
Think fast.
From my fans.
No. You have to
promise me one thing first.
When you realize I'm innocent,
I want an apology for the
years you stole from my life.
Here's the thing about
apologies, Wilson.
They don't come naturally to me.
( dramatic theme playing)
"Wilson, you are my inspiration.
"You never explain yourself
"to the masses of sheep
that inhabit this world.
But the more they judge
you, the freer you become."
I didn't write that.
Are you sure? Because
it's signed "Gordon Jackson."
And you're Jack
Gordon. It's quite clever.
We could do a
handwriting comparison.
Okay, maybe I did write it.
Well, thanks for
owning up, Jack.
Uh, so a serial killer
is your inspiration.
How far do you take that?
Enough to kill Niki
and rip out her brain
to show Wilson how much
you're worthy of his attention?
No, no, no. I would
never hurt Niki.
MORRIS: Level with me, Jack.
When did you
figure out that Niki
was Jennifer
Marshall's daughter?
I recognized her on the quad
from pictures in Mind Games.
We became friends.
Well, you made sure of that.
Did you tell her you knew
exactly who she was?
Friends are honest
with each other, right?
All I ever tried to
do was protect her.
Do you know how many
crazies there are in the world?
Yeah. I think I do.
You're an organic
chemistry major, are you?
Yeah.
Why were you working
with Congo red?
I was making
Congo red indicators
and testing them
against acids and lye.
So what?
Because the killer cut
off a clump of Niki's hair.
The remaining shafts
had transfer on them.
Congo red.
You took a trophy.
Yes.
(sniffs)
(sighs)
Niki always smelled so sweet.
I knew I'd never be
that close to her again,
so I cut off some of her
hair when she kissed me.
Just to remember
her by, you know.
But I swear, I never hurt her.
Okay, freak show,
you're under arrest.
Come on. Let's go.
PETER: Hey. KATE: Hey.
Is that for the Niki
Shumaker case?
Yeah. I'm casting the tool
marks inside her calvarium
to compare them to
the original victims.
Fox County is
sending over the casts.
I've already got them.
I was gonna do this,
but you kind of beat
me to the punch.
Yeah, I just felt
like I should do it.
I was a sorority girl too.
So, uh, these all have
the same unique
groove imperfections
from the tip of the hook,
and all linked to the
same killer, Wilson.
Let's compare them to Niki's.
Perfect match.
You know what this means, right?
(chuckles)
Yeah. Megan is
not gonna be happy.
I didn't make a mistake.
All four victims had
their brains extracted
with the same hook. That
suggests a single killer.
Since Wilson was in prison when
Niki Shumaker was murdered,
he probably didn't kill
the original three either.
You cannot be serious.
I think we need to
consider the possibility
that Wilson is innocent.
What about the DNA that I
found on Jennifer Marshall?
It doesn't prove murder.
He was never even tied
to the first two victims.
He knew every one
through the PTA.
So did Daniel Grubstick. He
was a teacher at the same high...
Look, Megan, I
get it okay? I do.
It was your first case. You
were eager to prove yourself.
Mistakes happen. Not to me.
Wow. Heh.
You know what? I'm really
sorry, but a falsely imprisoned man
takes precedence
over your ego, okay?
Wait. No, we're done.
No, wait a minute. Heh.
I know exactly what Wilson
is doing, and it's brilliant,
and you are
playing right into it.
You convinced Jack Gordon
to kill Niki on your behalf.
I helped you, Dr. Hunt.
And this is the way you
show me your gratitude?
You told him where
to find your brain hook.
Can you even conceive of a
world where you might be wrong?
And you knew that if
he used it to kill Niki,
it would look like one
person killed all four,
and then you would get
a get-out-of-jail-free card.
What's the matter, Dr. Hunt?
Is the evidence
proving I am innocent?
Don't pack your bags just yet.
Oh, your bravado
seems a little bit forced.
But I know why.
Because you're all alone
on this at work, aren't you?
Well, it's gotta
be so frustrating.
They underestimate you. I don't.
Well, then I believe
this conversation is over.
I'll just sit here and wait
for the truth to set me free.
Fine. Nothing you can
say will ever change the fact
that I know you're a killer.
You know what
the great irony is?
The only one of us
who's taken a life is you.
You killed a patient.
Have you forgotten?
You knowingly
performed neurosurgery
with paresthesia.
I mean, come on. A
surgeon with shaky hands?
But you went ahead
anyway. I know why.
Because you didn't
care. You're so arrogant.
Your arrogance has driven away
every person you
love in your life.
You see, that's why your
husband divorced you
and shut you out from
your daughter's life.
Who knows? Maybe that's
why your daddy shot himself.
That was probably easier
for him than to spend
another living moment...
Shut up! Shut up!
Yeah?
What about your victims,
Wilson? All those women dead.
Because they dared to prick
your fragile little male ego.
What was it that
Jennifer's sister
testified on the
stand, remind me?
No, wait, I remember.
You're a big bore in bed.
When Jennifer told you
that, you lost it, didn't you?
Is that why you killed
all those women?
Because they knew
you're not a real man.
Best be on your way, Dr. Hunt.
(cell phone ringing)
Yeah? PETER: I cross-referenced
the evidence we found
on Niki Shumaker's body
with suspects from
the original case.
And? Remember the doxepin cream
we found on Niki's forehead?
Turns out that Daniel
Grubstick has a prescription for it,
and we've got a warrant
to search his house.
( dramatic theme playing)
What did you find? An
Egyptian embalming hook.
Looks like the real thing.
BAKER: Wanna explain why you
were in possession of the weapon
used to remove the
brains of four girls?
Three mornings ago I
found a box on my porch.
I found the hook inside. Hmm.
Same day Niki Shumaker died.
Which I didn't know at the time.
You know, I'm gonna
let you keep talking.
I can't wait to hear
what you say next.
Look, I wrote
the definitive book
on the Wilson Polley murders.
Crazy fans are always sending
me crap they claim is new evidence.
I'm gonna have to stop you
there to ask one question:
Why didn't you tell me
about the hook the first time?
I wanted to
authenticate it first
so I wouldn't waste your time.
But the lab matched
the hook to all four girls,
so consider it authenticated,
and your ass in serious peril.
It's a clever plan,
Mr. Grubstick.
To kill three girls,
frame Wilson,
write a book, and get rich.
Even if that were
true, and it's not,
why would I kill Niki now?
Because your 15
minutes of fame were up.
Another dead girl
buys you 15 more.
Why do you use doxepin
cream, Mr. Grubstick?
(stammers)
I have eczema.
He has eczema.
Really? Niki didn't.
But we still found
doxepin on her forehead.
That and the murder weapon
puts you on the
hook for four murders.
I'm sorry, just... I
couldn't resist that one.
(chuckles)
MEGAN: I don't
wanna talk about it.
Well, that is just too bad,
because I'm not
leaving until we do.
So you may have put
an innocent man in jail.
That could've
happened to any of us.
What if my ego blinded me?
Is that what Wilson told you?
Don't let that guy rent a
room in your head, okay?
Kate said it too.
Do you have an ego? Absolutely.
But you always do your job,
and the evidence you found
against Wilson is very real.
It's just the interpretation
that's in question.
Do you think I was wrong?
Megan, we don't have time
for you to feel sorry for yourself.
(scoffs)
Okay, that was blunt. Heh.
Where do you think
I learned that from?
Forensics lifted a
partial print off the hook.
We just got a hit.
Daniel Grubstick? CURTIS: Nope.
Sophia Polley,
Wilson's daughter.
So the real killer
strikes again,
and you don't admit you were
wrong and release my dad?
Hey, Sophia, we're
on the same page.
Wilson is innocent.
We were wrong. I'm sorry.
Don't mess with me. I'm not.
All four women were
murdered by the same killer.
And since Wilson was
in prison when Niki died,
he's no longer a suspect.
So now he's just a genius who
works in a prison laundry room
because you guys screwed
up. Well, that won't be for long.
The new evidence
will exonerate him.
What new evidence?
The murder weapon.
The one with your prints on it.
(scoffs)
I can explain that.
I think you'd better.
Daniel Grubstick showed up
at my house three nights ago.
Out of the blue.
Said he was writing a new book
to help prove my
dad's innocence.
But he thinks that
Wilson is guilty.
Yeah.
When he pulled out the
hook, I knew he was lying.
He handed it to me
and asked if it was real.
Was it? How would I know?
Come on. Sophia,
the hook was yours all along.
You'd used it to
kill four women.
I had no reason to
hurt those women.
They were all mothers of
girls who went to my school.
Niki and I were friends.
You had every reason.
Your father was so lonely
after your mother died,
and these mothers
had just rejected him.
I mean, how dare they?
So you killed them,
and Wilson took the
rap for his little girl.
No. That's crazy.
Your life's gone down the drain
since Daddy went
away. Please stop.
You killed Niki to set him
free and dropped the hook
on Grubstick's
porch to frame him,
all the while not knowing
that you'd left a print behind.
I didn't kill anyone!
(phone rings)
Megan Hunt.
WILSON: Hey, you
stay the hell away
from my daughter, you hear that?
Not when the evidence
leads me right to her.
The only thing the evidence
has proven so far is my innocence.
I'm hanging up now.
I wonder how you'd
feel if someone
went after your
precious daughter, Lacey.
Don't you dare threaten me.
Oh, no, no. Of course
not. I just hope that none
of my misguided followers
try to impress me for real.
What a shame that would be.
(dial tone drones)
( ominous theme playing)
(line rings)
LACEY (on machine):
Hi. I'm Lacey's phone.
Be nice to me and I'll
give her your message.
Lacey?
Are you here?
Oh, thank God. Lace.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Bud, listen to me.
Something is wrong.
I have called Lacey a hundred
times, she doesn't answer.
I have called Todd, he
doesn't know where she is.
What if Wilson...?
No, forget Wilson.
Here's what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna send a patrol
car out to you right now,
and you are going to stay put.
No, I need to go
out and find her.
No, you need to stay put
in case Lacey comes home.
Get out there right now.
I can't lose her, Bud.
MORRIS: You won't.
Megan, she is going
to show up. I promise.
Now hang up and keep calling
her until you get through, okay?
Okay.
(line rings)
LACEY: Mom, don't
freak. Where are you?
I'm at a party. Give
me the address.
I'm totally fine.
Give it to me right now.
(engine stops)
I said I was sorry.
Well, we're still
gonna go over it again.
You defied me on purpose
by going to that party.
You knew exactly
what you were doing.
Yes. You wouldn't
have let me go.
You don't let me
do anything anymore
because you're
scared of everything,
and I'm tired of it.
I can take care of myself.
Peter thinks I'm mature enough
to make my own decisions.
Why don't you?
Okay. You want me to
treat you like an adult?
Yes. All right.
A very dangerous man
who I helped put in jail
made serious threats today.
Against you? No.
Against you.
That's why you're staying
with your father tonight.
Because if anything
ever happened to you, I...
(whimpering)
( tender theme playing)
What's up?
Do me a favor. Don't
parent my daughter.
What are you talking about?
Polley made a
threat against Lacey.
I couldn't find her for an hour
because she was at a party,
living in the moment,
or whatever it is
you told her to do.
I told her not to let
diabetes hold her back.
I don't know anything
about a party.
You are an adult. You gave
her permission to defy me.
You're overreacting.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry that
you've had a rough time lately.
I am. And you had a horrible,
horrible thing happen to you.
But, please, don't
put it on my child.
Know what? I'm
surprised you're capable
of recognizing
someone else's pain.
Good for you.
( soft theme playing)
No, I don't really
recognize them.
Doesn't mean they weren't here.
All right, thanks for your time.
Hey. Uniforms haven't
cleared the crime-scene tape?
You kidding? Told
them to leave it up.
This just became the
hottest bar in Philly.
People think murder is cool.
They should spend a day with us.
Hold on a second.
One dead rat is natural
selection, three is a clue.
We need to bag it.
How do you think it's
related to the crime?
You see the iridescent film
there on the puddle surface?
I bet it's a toxin that
the rats ingested.
What if it came from
the killer's shoes?
Wait. You're thinking of Jack
Gordon. He's a chem major.
I mean, it's a long shot.
What have we got to lose?
MEGAN: And there you have it.
The GI tracts of all three rats
are inflamed with
caustic damage.
That, with the lack of
internal hemorrhaging,
suggests toxic ingestion.
So, what toxins did they
ingest from the puddle water?
CURTIS: Surfactant chemicals.
Sodium sulfate,
optical brighteners,
sodium hypochlorite.
Bleach. Industrial-grade bleach.
Not sold in stores.
Not used by the bar.
The most common buyers:
hotels, hospitals and prisons.
Wilson works in
the prison laundry.
Oh, my God.
He killed Niki Shumaker himself.
I hate to poke a hole
in your theory, Dr. Hunt,
but Wilson is in prison.
Exactly.
It's the perfect alibi
for the perfect murder.
Listen, warden.
It's pretty simple.
Somebody let Wilson Polley
out of jail four nights ago
to kill Niki Shumaker,
and then let him back in.
In my experience, escaped
convicts don't come back.
They do if they need
an alibi for murder.
Do you know who the CO was
on Wilson's cell
block Friday night?
Yes. Evan Arnold.
In fact, I just asked him to
bring Wilson up to my office.
BAKER: Clear. My God.
Alert security, code red.
Lock it down. Lock it down now!
I need an APB on
an escaped convict
wearing a guard's uniform
from Pennsylvania
State Penitentiary.
(cell phone ringing)
MAN (over PA):
We are on lockdown.
Catch me if you can, detective.
(alarm blaring)
( dramatic theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
Wilson used a new
cell phone to call Bud.
We're tracking the GPS, and he's
heading to the Canadian border.
That's out of our jurisdiction.
Yeah. The U.S. Marshals
are taking it from here.
Did you find anything
at Evan Arnold's house?
Fifty grand in cash
stuffed under the mattress.
Going price for a prison break.
Listen, about this
morning... It's fine.
But I am done looking
out for you, Megan.
(knocking)
Uh, you guys ready
to head to Bud's?
Yes. Let's go.
KATE: Are you coming
to the baby shower?
Yeah. Yeah. I'll meet you there.
(upbeat pop music playing)
(all chattering)
BAKER: Ha, ha.
Nice wrapping paper.
Are you laughing at me?
Uh... CURTIS: Uh-uh.
It's the best he could
do with no information.
You will never break Bud
Morris, my friend. Never.
Bud's a teddy bear
compared to me.
MORRIS: True. (doorbell rings)
I got it, I got it.
Gotta keep moving.
Don't wanna get in a
pregnant woman's way.
That's good advice. Ha, ha.
Hey, guys. Hi.
Thanks for coming. ETHAN: Hey!
Where's Megan? On
her way out when we left.
Oh. Come on in. Nice to see you.
ETHAN: You made it.
(phone ringing)
Kate, I swear, I'm on my way.
WILSON (over phone):
Hats off to you, Dr. Hunt,
for foiling my little plan.
I underestimated you.
Where are you?
Beyond your reach.
But don't worry,
I won't be coming after
you or your precious Lacey.
You've earned
that, and my respect.
You never had me fooled, Wilson.
I got close, didn't I?
You know, I think this is
the first honest
conversation we've ever had.
I agree. I don't want it to end.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(Megan grunting)
I'm afraid it's gonna
be a long goodbye.
Oops. Look what
I found in the lab.
It's almost like
you left it there
just for me.
My friends are
gonna be here soon.
Oh. You mean Peter?
Well, heh, he
actually texted you.
He was wondering where you were.
So I took the liberty
to text him back.
I told him you got held up.
(chuckles)
So you and I, we have
all the time in the world.
I'm not gonna beg.
Well, you won't be able to.
Mm!
From now on,
I'll be doing all the talking.
You're so much more
interesting than the others.
You should have
heard their crying
and their pleading
and the bargaining.
Each of them too dumb to realize
it was already over.
(chuckles)
But you, you're different.
That's why this is
so special to me.
For over three years,
I've been dreaming of
ripping out your brain.
Special treat,
I'm gonna do this
while you're still alive.
(grunting)
(bell dings)
(both grunting)
(gunshot)
MEGAN: Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Peter!
Peter, come on.
I'm okay, I'm okay. I'm okay.
MEGAN: Peter.
Come on, it's gonna be okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
You hear me?
Peter?
( tense theme playing)
(bell dings)
MEGAN: Here's the
thing about apologies.
(glass shatters)
(grunts)
MEGAN: They don't
come naturally to me.
( dance music playing)
(crowd chattering)
(Megan chuckles)
Making friends?
Filthy creatures.
Oh, it's all part of
the food chain, Bud.
Just be glad you're at the top.
Right below me.
Her name is Niki Shumaker.
She's 18 years old.
Her student ID tells me she's
a freshman at Hoyt University,
and her credit card and cash
tells me this wasn't a robbery.
The bartender discovered
the body after closing time.
Called it in.
Immediate cause of death
appears to be exsanguination.
Killer slashed her throat.
MORRIS: Searched the dumpsters,
canvassed the area for a
knife. Nothing turned up.
I don't think we're
looking for a knife.
The edges of the
wound are too jagged.
The neck was
somehow ripped open.
Skirt's torn and no underwear.
Possible sexual assault.
BAKER: I'm afraid that's likely.
Bartender says our victim made
quite a splash here last night.
Apparently, she
walked around the bar
kissing one random
guy after another.
PETER: Maybe someone
wanted more than just a kiss
and followed her out.
Which means there was a bar
full of suspects here last night
who are now long gone.
We have their faces.
MEGAN: Yeah, but was the
killer in front of the camera
or behind it?
Tox screen was negative,
but her blood alcohol was 0.1.
No apparent signs
of sexual assault.
Huh. In fact, no signs
of sexual activity, ever.
Sounds like Niki wasn't the wild
child we saw in the photographs.
You know, I'm amazed
anybody gets out of college alive.
I mean, heh, I know
I had some times
that I am legally
forbidden to speak of.
Did things get crazy
in the game room?
(laughs)
ETHAN: Yeah.
MEGAN: Okay.
Someone has drawn circles
on her abdomen and hips.
Both sides.
A chunk of hair
has been cut away.
And there is trace on
the remaining shafts. Red.
What? Is it blood?
No. It's powder.
Could be transfer from
the murder weapon.
Oh, and we've got a white
paste right below the hairline.
Yep. Ahem.
You know, these markings,
they might be ritualistic.
Like Wiccan or satanic.
KATE: Or Greek.
Your college student here
was pledging a sorority.
What makes you say that?
Those blue circles
are a hazing ritual
where pledges
have to strip naked
so the members can
mark fat spots with a pen.
Oh. People wonder why
we had eating disorders.
I'll call Bud and tell him to
get over to Hoyt University.
You know what? I'll go with
him. He's gonna need a translator.
I was Zeta Theta Kappa.
Of course you were.
MORRIS: So, Jazmin,
could you check these over?
We found them on Niki's phone.
Yeah. I took these.
( dance music playing)
Niki was on a kissing
spree. MORRIS: What?
You have to kiss as many
boys as you can inside an hour.
It's hazing. Uh, it's tradition.
It bonds us to the
sisterhood for life.
Heh. You use all the lingo,
but completely miss the point.
My sorority sisters never put
each other's lives in danger.
We looked out for each other.
Where there any other, uh,
traditions that Niki endured?
She had to go
commando for a week.
No underwear.
Yeah. I got that one.
Was Niki forced to cut
off a clump of her hair too?
What? No. Look, I liked Niki.
I was trying to help her
come out of her shell.
She had a rough life. She
lost both of her parents.
She was shy, looking for
a place to belong. A family.
Family? You left her in a bar.
Because she asked me
to. She wanted to hook up.
Yeah, well, she died
in an alley instead.
Jazmin, pictures?
JAZMIN: I don't know
any of these guys.
Wait. I didn't
take this last one.
Niki took this
herself after I left.
I know that guy.
Who is he? Jack Gordon.
He was in Niki's biology class.
He was obsessed with her.
Total stalker material.
Want to die.
Okay. So you refill
the reservoir from
the insulin vial...
Program the pump and change
the batteries every two weeks.
I know. Okay. Now I
know that you know.
(sighs)
It's too much, Mom.
I mean, keeping a food diary
and carb counting
and insulin levels.
And now check in
every few hours?
Yes. What if you're all alone,
you go into diabetic
shock again?
I need to know where
you are at all times.
You said I'd be able to
do things I've always done.
You can, you can. But it's just
gonna be a period of adjustment.
It's not gonna happen
overnight. Okay?
Can't wait till Aiden gets back
so you can leave me alone.
I heard that.
We found 31 photos
of Niki kissing 31 guys.
And you know
what I find curious?
Yours was the very last photo.
The very last
person to kiss her.
Probably the last
person to see her alive.
Niki's dead? Murdered, actually.
Did you wait for Jazmin to
leave so you could get Niki alone?
No, no, no. Niki
kissed me and left.
Did she go out the back?
Because we found her in the alley.
You cornered her, didn't
you? Things got out of hand.
KATE: Makes sense. Jazmin
said you were obsessed with Niki.
Said you followed her
around like a little lost puppy.
Jazmin is a stuck-up bitch.
Wow. That's quite a temper.
Jack, you knew Niki was
gonna be at that bar, didn't you?
I overheard her telling friends.
And you wanted to kiss her.
Okay. I mean, okay, it
was like my only chance.
She wouldn't do it otherwise,
not with someone
like me, anyway.
I'm not buying
the martyr act, kid.
Stay local.
I got a feeling we're gonna
see each other again real soon.
Help me out, Bud.
I mean, the baby shower
is only a few days away.
How am I supposed
to get the perfect gift
if I don't know the
sex of the baby?
What's the mystery?
Jeannie had morning
sickness, she's having a boy.
Actually, my gut
tells me it's a girl.
You're never gonna break me.
We ready to get started?
ETHAN: Uh, yeah. First
you need to check this out.
Frontal and ethmoid nasal
bones are completely shattered.
Maybe the suspect punched her.
Well, if that were the case,
we'd usually see a
cleaner fracture pattern.
I mean, this looks like somebody
stuck a screwdriver up her nose
and started
spinning it in circles.
Ethan? ETHAN: Yeah?
Think I'm gonna
need the Stryker saw.
Oh, no. I know that look.
You wanna tell us what's
going on in that brain of yours?
It's not my brain
I'm worried about.
PETER: Goggles?
Shield.
Saw.
Oh, my God.
MEGAN: That is just
what I was afraid of.
Someone has removed her brain.
( dramatic theme playing)
You knew what
you were gonna find
before you cut into the skull.
I suspected it.
How? I mean, who
suspects a missing brain?
Because I'd seen it
before. Three years ago.
It was my very first case when
I was a fellow in Fox County.
The victim's name
was Jennifer Marshall.
She was the third woman found
with throat slashed, nose
battered, brain removed.
Your first case was a serial
killer? That's a tough break.
Yes, I remember this.
The guy was a wealthy
video-game designer.
Oh, that "Pyramid Invaders" guy.
Wilson Polley.
Back in the good old days,
during mummification,
the Egyptians,
they would shove an embalming
hook up a corpse's nose,
then punch right
through the nasal cavity
and churn the brain into soup
and pour it out
through the nostrils.
He described his entire
methodology in a TV interview?
One year before
the first murder.
That is very ballsy.
Wilson thought he was too
smart to get caught. Big mistake.
All of his victims were
members of the PTA
at the high school that
Wilson's daughter attended.
They were all women
that he had asked out.
I remember hearing about
this. It was all over the news.
Rejection was his trigger.
Okay. So Wilson Polley
is serving a life sentence.
So who killed Niki Shumaker?
Copycat killer, obviously,
with intimate
knowledge of the crimes.
We don't normally release
these kind of details.
No, we don't. But
you know who did?
The original suspect in the
killings, Daniel Grubstick.
He wrote a tell-all
book clearing his name.
Original suspect?
Try new suspect.
A copycat killer?
You're kidding.
You're not kidding.
MEGAN: Would you
mind taking a look
at some crime-scene
photos of the new victim?
Why did you bring them to me?
Well, you are the world's
self-proclaimed expert
on all things Wilson Polley.
Maybe you'll see
something that we missed.
Ah. Flattery will get you
everywhere with me, Dr. Hunt.
But I think this is more
about due diligence.
I was a suspect before, so
I'm a suspect again. Right?
Smart man.
Yeah, I am.
Oh, no.
No, no, no. Not Niki.
Wait. Uh, you knew
Niki Shumaker?
Of course, I was her
high-school English teacher.
But her real name
is Niki Marshall.
Wait.
Jennifer Marshall's daughter?
That was Wilson's last victim.
She must have changed her
name to get a fresh start in college.
So this wasn't random.
The killer knew who she was.
Niki was a good
kid. What a tragedy.
Tragedy has been good to you.
Good to me?
My life was turned upside down
because I happened
to be in Jennifer's house
three hours before
Wilson murdered her.
Um, I didn't read your book.
Why exactly were you there?
Niki left her backpack in
the classroom. I dropped it off.
You did that a lot? Make house
calls for your female students?
PETER: Hey, Lace.
Where's your mom?
Thinking up new ways
to torture me, I'm sure.
Oh, come on. It
can't be that bad.
It's worse. Ever since I
was diagnosed with diabetes,
she's become like
the enemy of fun.
Lacey, your mom's just
worried about you. It's her job.
It's okay. I've accepted it.
I'm never going
to have fun again.
Between you and me, if
I've learned one thing lately,
it's that life is too
short to play it safe.
Live fast, die young?
No. Live smart, die old.
You control the diabetes,
don't let the diabetes control you.
You're the most mature
13-year-old I know, Lacey.
You can handle it.
So the lab identified
the white substance
on Niki Shumaker's forehead.
It's doxepin skin cream.
Doxepin? She didn't have
a chronic skin condition.
No, but maybe the killer does.
Oh, can I ask you a
personal question?
What do you think Bud's
having, a boy or a girl?
How am I supposed to know?
Seriously? You don't have some
super-secret scientific insight?
Okay. There is a way
to tell just by looking.
Please tell me.
(whispers) Ultrasound.
Oh, my God. What a
nerd. Thank you for that.
Ha, ha. Are you still talking
about that baby shower?
Haven't you ever heard
of a gender-neutral gift?
Yes, I have. It just... It
leaves me uninspired.
Well, this ought
to inspire your ass.
That red trace you
found on Niki's hair shaft?
It's Congo red.
What is a biochemical
marker doing
in a sorority girl's hair?
CURTIS: Not sure yet.
But it got me thinking.
What if Wilson's
copycat took a trophy?
Something Wilson never did.
But why perfectly
re-create Wilson's crime,
only to use a distinct
signature to set yourself apart?
To impress Wilson.
Mm-hm.
So I went online, found
this site, Wilson's Posse.
It's where Wilson
groupies go to play.
And since fans
write fan letters,
why don't we find out who's
been writing Wilson Polley?
(lock buzzes)
I gotta say, orange
is definitely your color.
Ah. What brings you
here? What do you want?
Jennifer Marshall.
Her daughter was
killed two nights ago.
Who? Niki?
Throat slashed, brain
removed. Sound familiar?
The real killer is back.
Not a moment too soon.
I've grown tired of
doing time for his crimes.
Heh, heh. You're
really not gonna sing
that same old song
again, are you?
You came here to see me.
Not the other way around.
What about Wilson's Posse?
You don't think one
of your many admirers
killed Niki to impress
you, their big hero?
I despise that little
cult. It's despicable.
You see, their admiration is
predicated on the assumption
that I'm guilty.
They think it's so cool
to idolize a monster,
and thanks to you,
that's exactly how
they see me now.
Then, Wilson, we
want the same thing.
If you are innocent,
helping me find the real
killer will only help you.
Even if it proves you wrong?
Sure. I follow the
evidence wherever it leads.
Well, sometimes evidence lies.
Your DNA was on Jennifer. Fact.
I licked her ear.
Doesn't mean that
I killed her. Heh.
We both know you did.
Do we?
Now, this is what your
mistake has cost me.
It's your daughter, Sophia.
Can you imagine what all
this has put her through?
You see, I don't have a problem
with the world believing
I'm evil incarnate,
but not my little daughter.
Are you gonna help me or not?
Uh...
Gotta think about it.
Think fast.
From my fans.
No. You have to
promise me one thing first.
When you realize I'm innocent,
I want an apology for the
years you stole from my life.
Here's the thing about
apologies, Wilson.
They don't come naturally to me.
( dramatic theme playing)
"Wilson, you are my inspiration.
"You never explain yourself
"to the masses of sheep
that inhabit this world.
But the more they judge
you, the freer you become."
I didn't write that.
Are you sure? Because
it's signed "Gordon Jackson."
And you're Jack
Gordon. It's quite clever.
We could do a
handwriting comparison.
Okay, maybe I did write it.
Well, thanks for
owning up, Jack.
Uh, so a serial killer
is your inspiration.
How far do you take that?
Enough to kill Niki
and rip out her brain
to show Wilson how much
you're worthy of his attention?
No, no, no. I would
never hurt Niki.
MORRIS: Level with me, Jack.
When did you
figure out that Niki
was Jennifer
Marshall's daughter?
I recognized her on the quad
from pictures in Mind Games.
We became friends.
Well, you made sure of that.
Did you tell her you knew
exactly who she was?
Friends are honest
with each other, right?
All I ever tried to
do was protect her.
Do you know how many
crazies there are in the world?
Yeah. I think I do.
You're an organic
chemistry major, are you?
Yeah.
Why were you working
with Congo red?
I was making
Congo red indicators
and testing them
against acids and lye.
So what?
Because the killer cut
off a clump of Niki's hair.
The remaining shafts
had transfer on them.
Congo red.
You took a trophy.
Yes.
(sniffs)
(sighs)
Niki always smelled so sweet.
I knew I'd never be
that close to her again,
so I cut off some of her
hair when she kissed me.
Just to remember
her by, you know.
But I swear, I never hurt her.
Okay, freak show,
you're under arrest.
Come on. Let's go.
PETER: Hey. KATE: Hey.
Is that for the Niki
Shumaker case?
Yeah. I'm casting the tool
marks inside her calvarium
to compare them to
the original victims.
Fox County is
sending over the casts.
I've already got them.
I was gonna do this,
but you kind of beat
me to the punch.
Yeah, I just felt
like I should do it.
I was a sorority girl too.
So, uh, these all have
the same unique
groove imperfections
from the tip of the hook,
and all linked to the
same killer, Wilson.
Let's compare them to Niki's.
Perfect match.
You know what this means, right?
(chuckles)
Yeah. Megan is
not gonna be happy.
I didn't make a mistake.
All four victims had
their brains extracted
with the same hook. That
suggests a single killer.
Since Wilson was in prison when
Niki Shumaker was murdered,
he probably didn't kill
the original three either.
You cannot be serious.
I think we need to
consider the possibility
that Wilson is innocent.
What about the DNA that I
found on Jennifer Marshall?
It doesn't prove murder.
He was never even tied
to the first two victims.
He knew every one
through the PTA.
So did Daniel Grubstick. He
was a teacher at the same high...
Look, Megan, I
get it okay? I do.
It was your first case. You
were eager to prove yourself.
Mistakes happen. Not to me.
Wow. Heh.
You know what? I'm really
sorry, but a falsely imprisoned man
takes precedence
over your ego, okay?
Wait. No, we're done.
No, wait a minute. Heh.
I know exactly what Wilson
is doing, and it's brilliant,
and you are
playing right into it.
You convinced Jack Gordon
to kill Niki on your behalf.
I helped you, Dr. Hunt.
And this is the way you
show me your gratitude?
You told him where
to find your brain hook.
Can you even conceive of a
world where you might be wrong?
And you knew that if
he used it to kill Niki,
it would look like one
person killed all four,
and then you would get
a get-out-of-jail-free card.
What's the matter, Dr. Hunt?
Is the evidence
proving I am innocent?
Don't pack your bags just yet.
Oh, your bravado
seems a little bit forced.
But I know why.
Because you're all alone
on this at work, aren't you?
Well, it's gotta
be so frustrating.
They underestimate you. I don't.
Well, then I believe
this conversation is over.
I'll just sit here and wait
for the truth to set me free.
Fine. Nothing you can
say will ever change the fact
that I know you're a killer.
You know what
the great irony is?
The only one of us
who's taken a life is you.
You killed a patient.
Have you forgotten?
You knowingly
performed neurosurgery
with paresthesia.
I mean, come on. A
surgeon with shaky hands?
But you went ahead
anyway. I know why.
Because you didn't
care. You're so arrogant.
Your arrogance has driven away
every person you
love in your life.
You see, that's why your
husband divorced you
and shut you out from
your daughter's life.
Who knows? Maybe that's
why your daddy shot himself.
That was probably easier
for him than to spend
another living moment...
Shut up! Shut up!
Yeah?
What about your victims,
Wilson? All those women dead.
Because they dared to prick
your fragile little male ego.
What was it that
Jennifer's sister
testified on the
stand, remind me?
No, wait, I remember.
You're a big bore in bed.
When Jennifer told you
that, you lost it, didn't you?
Is that why you killed
all those women?
Because they knew
you're not a real man.
Best be on your way, Dr. Hunt.
(cell phone ringing)
Yeah? PETER: I cross-referenced
the evidence we found
on Niki Shumaker's body
with suspects from
the original case.
And? Remember the doxepin cream
we found on Niki's forehead?
Turns out that Daniel
Grubstick has a prescription for it,
and we've got a warrant
to search his house.
( dramatic theme playing)
What did you find? An
Egyptian embalming hook.
Looks like the real thing.
BAKER: Wanna explain why you
were in possession of the weapon
used to remove the
brains of four girls?
Three mornings ago I
found a box on my porch.
I found the hook inside. Hmm.
Same day Niki Shumaker died.
Which I didn't know at the time.
You know, I'm gonna
let you keep talking.
I can't wait to hear
what you say next.
Look, I wrote
the definitive book
on the Wilson Polley murders.
Crazy fans are always sending
me crap they claim is new evidence.
I'm gonna have to stop you
there to ask one question:
Why didn't you tell me
about the hook the first time?
I wanted to
authenticate it first
so I wouldn't waste your time.
But the lab matched
the hook to all four girls,
so consider it authenticated,
and your ass in serious peril.
It's a clever plan,
Mr. Grubstick.
To kill three girls,
frame Wilson,
write a book, and get rich.
Even if that were
true, and it's not,
why would I kill Niki now?
Because your 15
minutes of fame were up.
Another dead girl
buys you 15 more.
Why do you use doxepin
cream, Mr. Grubstick?
(stammers)
I have eczema.
He has eczema.
Really? Niki didn't.
But we still found
doxepin on her forehead.
That and the murder weapon
puts you on the
hook for four murders.
I'm sorry, just... I
couldn't resist that one.
(chuckles)
MEGAN: I don't
wanna talk about it.
Well, that is just too bad,
because I'm not
leaving until we do.
So you may have put
an innocent man in jail.
That could've
happened to any of us.
What if my ego blinded me?
Is that what Wilson told you?
Don't let that guy rent a
room in your head, okay?
Kate said it too.
Do you have an ego? Absolutely.
But you always do your job,
and the evidence you found
against Wilson is very real.
It's just the interpretation
that's in question.
Do you think I was wrong?
Megan, we don't have time
for you to feel sorry for yourself.
(scoffs)
Okay, that was blunt. Heh.
Where do you think
I learned that from?
Forensics lifted a
partial print off the hook.
We just got a hit.
Daniel Grubstick? CURTIS: Nope.
Sophia Polley,
Wilson's daughter.
So the real killer
strikes again,
and you don't admit you were
wrong and release my dad?
Hey, Sophia, we're
on the same page.
Wilson is innocent.
We were wrong. I'm sorry.
Don't mess with me. I'm not.
All four women were
murdered by the same killer.
And since Wilson was
in prison when Niki died,
he's no longer a suspect.
So now he's just a genius who
works in a prison laundry room
because you guys screwed
up. Well, that won't be for long.
The new evidence
will exonerate him.
What new evidence?
The murder weapon.
The one with your prints on it.
(scoffs)
I can explain that.
I think you'd better.
Daniel Grubstick showed up
at my house three nights ago.
Out of the blue.
Said he was writing a new book
to help prove my
dad's innocence.
But he thinks that
Wilson is guilty.
Yeah.
When he pulled out the
hook, I knew he was lying.
He handed it to me
and asked if it was real.
Was it? How would I know?
Come on. Sophia,
the hook was yours all along.
You'd used it to
kill four women.
I had no reason to
hurt those women.
They were all mothers of
girls who went to my school.
Niki and I were friends.
You had every reason.
Your father was so lonely
after your mother died,
and these mothers
had just rejected him.
I mean, how dare they?
So you killed them,
and Wilson took the
rap for his little girl.
No. That's crazy.
Your life's gone down the drain
since Daddy went
away. Please stop.
You killed Niki to set him
free and dropped the hook
on Grubstick's
porch to frame him,
all the while not knowing
that you'd left a print behind.
I didn't kill anyone!
(phone rings)
Megan Hunt.
WILSON: Hey, you
stay the hell away
from my daughter, you hear that?
Not when the evidence
leads me right to her.
The only thing the evidence
has proven so far is my innocence.
I'm hanging up now.
I wonder how you'd
feel if someone
went after your
precious daughter, Lacey.
Don't you dare threaten me.
Oh, no, no. Of course
not. I just hope that none
of my misguided followers
try to impress me for real.
What a shame that would be.
(dial tone drones)
( ominous theme playing)
(line rings)
LACEY (on machine):
Hi. I'm Lacey's phone.
Be nice to me and I'll
give her your message.
Lacey?
Are you here?
Oh, thank God. Lace.
( suspenseful theme playing)
Bud, listen to me.
Something is wrong.
I have called Lacey a hundred
times, she doesn't answer.
I have called Todd, he
doesn't know where she is.
What if Wilson...?
No, forget Wilson.
Here's what we're gonna do.
I'm gonna send a patrol
car out to you right now,
and you are going to stay put.
No, I need to go
out and find her.
No, you need to stay put
in case Lacey comes home.
Get out there right now.
I can't lose her, Bud.
MORRIS: You won't.
Megan, she is going
to show up. I promise.
Now hang up and keep calling
her until you get through, okay?
Okay.
(line rings)
LACEY: Mom, don't
freak. Where are you?
I'm at a party. Give
me the address.
I'm totally fine.
Give it to me right now.
(engine stops)
I said I was sorry.
Well, we're still
gonna go over it again.
You defied me on purpose
by going to that party.
You knew exactly
what you were doing.
Yes. You wouldn't
have let me go.
You don't let me
do anything anymore
because you're
scared of everything,
and I'm tired of it.
I can take care of myself.
Peter thinks I'm mature enough
to make my own decisions.
Why don't you?
Okay. You want me to
treat you like an adult?
Yes. All right.
A very dangerous man
who I helped put in jail
made serious threats today.
Against you? No.
Against you.
That's why you're staying
with your father tonight.
Because if anything
ever happened to you, I...
(whimpering)
( tender theme playing)
What's up?
Do me a favor. Don't
parent my daughter.
What are you talking about?
Polley made a
threat against Lacey.
I couldn't find her for an hour
because she was at a party,
living in the moment,
or whatever it is
you told her to do.
I told her not to let
diabetes hold her back.
I don't know anything
about a party.
You are an adult. You gave
her permission to defy me.
You're overreacting.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry that
you've had a rough time lately.
I am. And you had a horrible,
horrible thing happen to you.
But, please, don't
put it on my child.
Know what? I'm
surprised you're capable
of recognizing
someone else's pain.
Good for you.
( soft theme playing)
No, I don't really
recognize them.
Doesn't mean they weren't here.
All right, thanks for your time.
Hey. Uniforms haven't
cleared the crime-scene tape?
You kidding? Told
them to leave it up.
This just became the
hottest bar in Philly.
People think murder is cool.
They should spend a day with us.
Hold on a second.
One dead rat is natural
selection, three is a clue.
We need to bag it.
How do you think it's
related to the crime?
You see the iridescent film
there on the puddle surface?
I bet it's a toxin that
the rats ingested.
What if it came from
the killer's shoes?
Wait. You're thinking of Jack
Gordon. He's a chem major.
I mean, it's a long shot.
What have we got to lose?
MEGAN: And there you have it.
The GI tracts of all three rats
are inflamed with
caustic damage.
That, with the lack of
internal hemorrhaging,
suggests toxic ingestion.
So, what toxins did they
ingest from the puddle water?
CURTIS: Surfactant chemicals.
Sodium sulfate,
optical brighteners,
sodium hypochlorite.
Bleach. Industrial-grade bleach.
Not sold in stores.
Not used by the bar.
The most common buyers:
hotels, hospitals and prisons.
Wilson works in
the prison laundry.
Oh, my God.
He killed Niki Shumaker himself.
I hate to poke a hole
in your theory, Dr. Hunt,
but Wilson is in prison.
Exactly.
It's the perfect alibi
for the perfect murder.
Listen, warden.
It's pretty simple.
Somebody let Wilson Polley
out of jail four nights ago
to kill Niki Shumaker,
and then let him back in.
In my experience, escaped
convicts don't come back.
They do if they need
an alibi for murder.
Do you know who the CO was
on Wilson's cell
block Friday night?
Yes. Evan Arnold.
In fact, I just asked him to
bring Wilson up to my office.
BAKER: Clear. My God.
Alert security, code red.
Lock it down. Lock it down now!
I need an APB on
an escaped convict
wearing a guard's uniform
from Pennsylvania
State Penitentiary.
(cell phone ringing)
MAN (over PA):
We are on lockdown.
Catch me if you can, detective.
(alarm blaring)
( dramatic theme playing)
( ominous theme playing)
Wilson used a new
cell phone to call Bud.
We're tracking the GPS, and he's
heading to the Canadian border.
That's out of our jurisdiction.
Yeah. The U.S. Marshals
are taking it from here.
Did you find anything
at Evan Arnold's house?
Fifty grand in cash
stuffed under the mattress.
Going price for a prison break.
Listen, about this
morning... It's fine.
But I am done looking
out for you, Megan.
(knocking)
Uh, you guys ready
to head to Bud's?
Yes. Let's go.
KATE: Are you coming
to the baby shower?
Yeah. Yeah. I'll meet you there.
(upbeat pop music playing)
(all chattering)
BAKER: Ha, ha.
Nice wrapping paper.
Are you laughing at me?
Uh... CURTIS: Uh-uh.
It's the best he could
do with no information.
You will never break Bud
Morris, my friend. Never.
Bud's a teddy bear
compared to me.
MORRIS: True. (doorbell rings)
I got it, I got it.
Gotta keep moving.
Don't wanna get in a
pregnant woman's way.
That's good advice. Ha, ha.
Hey, guys. Hi.
Thanks for coming. ETHAN: Hey!
Where's Megan? On
her way out when we left.
Oh. Come on in. Nice to see you.
ETHAN: You made it.
(phone ringing)
Kate, I swear, I'm on my way.
WILSON (over phone):
Hats off to you, Dr. Hunt,
for foiling my little plan.
I underestimated you.
Where are you?
Beyond your reach.
But don't worry,
I won't be coming after
you or your precious Lacey.
You've earned
that, and my respect.
You never had me fooled, Wilson.
I got close, didn't I?
You know, I think this is
the first honest
conversation we've ever had.
I agree. I don't want it to end.
( suspenseful theme playing)
(Megan grunting)
I'm afraid it's gonna
be a long goodbye.
Oops. Look what
I found in the lab.
It's almost like
you left it there
just for me.
My friends are
gonna be here soon.
Oh. You mean Peter?
Well, heh, he
actually texted you.
He was wondering where you were.
So I took the liberty
to text him back.
I told him you got held up.
(chuckles)
So you and I, we have
all the time in the world.
I'm not gonna beg.
Well, you won't be able to.
Mm!
From now on,
I'll be doing all the talking.
You're so much more
interesting than the others.
You should have
heard their crying
and their pleading
and the bargaining.
Each of them too dumb to realize
it was already over.
(chuckles)
But you, you're different.
That's why this is
so special to me.
For over three years,
I've been dreaming of
ripping out your brain.
Special treat,
I'm gonna do this
while you're still alive.
(grunting)
(bell dings)
(both grunting)
(gunshot)
MEGAN: Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, Peter!
Peter, come on.
I'm okay, I'm okay. I'm okay.
MEGAN: Peter.
Come on, it's gonna be okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
You hear me?
Peter?
( tense theme playing)