Hunter (1984–1991): Season 5, Episode 14 - Me, Myself & Die - full transcript

DEE DEE MCCALL
Tonight on "Hunter."

-The victim's name
was Michael Girard.

He was 31.

-Ordinary people are not
shot to death in close range.

-Mrs. Eva Sands reported that
her daughter, who has a history

psychotic behavior,
stole her 380 automatic.

Apparently she stopped
taking your medication.

She had a violent reaction.

-Maybe someone
wanted to make her crazy.

-She went after me with a
know and they still let her out.

-Damn it.



Damn it.

Damn it to hell.

-That's enough.

Rachel.

Rachel.

I told you to go home, didn't I?

-Sure, you'd like
that wouldn't you.

Then you could say that I
was irresponsible and fire me.

-Go home.

I'll see you tomorrow.

We better go call the police.

File a police report.

-Yes?

-Mrs. Girard?



-Yes, what is it?

-I'm Sergeant Dee
Dee McCall, LA Police.

I need to speak with you.

May I come in?

-It's awfully late.

What is it?

-I'm afraid I have
some bad news.

Your husband has been killed.

-He should be home soon.

-No, he's dead, Mrs. Girard.

-I heard you.

-I'm very sorry.

I heard you.

-Hey, Hunter,
gentleman on the bench

wants to see the
officer investigating

the Girard shooting.

He was sitting
there this morning

when I came on duty at 7:00.

-Thanks, Ray.

How are you doing?

I'm Sergeant
Hunter, investigating

the Girard shooting.

How can I help you?

-I'm afraid it's the
Jupiter project, sir.

They finally made their
submarine invisible.

The entire country, the
entire free world are at risk.

-Can you hold this for me?

Ah, that's a good photograph.

Haven't we met?

-Yes, sir, I'm Dexter Plodget.

I tried to tell you last
year about the men

who were being abducted
from the homeless shelter...

-And taken to Jupiter.

-Exactly.

-Right, OK, Dexter, you
want to step over here.

I appreciate you coming in.

Ray.

-Yeah.

-I want you to call
Jupiter, tell them

we have Mr. Plodget
here in Los Angeles.

Tell them that we're going to
make sure he gets home safely.

-Right..

-Mr. Plodget, once again,
thanks for coming in.

-Thank you, sir.

-Appreciate it.

Thanks.

-The victim's name
was Michael Girard.

He was 31, owned a litho company
two blocks south on Cowangie.

Had 63 bucks in his pocket,
credit cards, his watch,

it was all there.

-Well, that shoots
the robbery motive.

-Mm, hmm, the owners of
a restaurant on the corner

said that the victim
ate there now and then.

He had dinner there
that night alone.

He left at 9:10.

It was before the
shots were fired.

-Any witnesses?

-No, nobody on the
streets saw anything.

But it's Hollywood
Boulevard, most people

don't even remember their names.

-What does his wife say?

-Well, that they were
married happily for two years.

They had been building
up a print graphics boutique.

They were planning on
having kids around 1990.

-Any enemies?

Drugs?

Debts?

-Nope, I did a credit
check at certified national.

They have a good
payment record on their car,

their home, all their loans.

-Yeah, credit cards
current, just movie rentals,

Hollywood bowl,
Dodgers season tickets.

I am still a little worried
about those red marks

on the victim's neck though.

-Hi, guys.

-Hi.

-I just got the preliminary
word from the coroner.

Girard was shot four
times at point blank range,

possibly with a 380 automatic.

First slug hitting his
heart, killing him instantly.

-Sounds very deliberate.

Any lab reports on the
marks on the victim's neck.

-No, it looks just
to be a dye marker.

-That bothers me.

It's something crazy about it.

Maybe it's a psycho
or something.

Look, check with
the hospital detail.

See if there any
dangerous patient releases.

So, anything else besides
no motive and no witnesses?

-Nothing, Charlie,
although I am running down

the list of disturbances that
occurred in the are that night.

Other than that, I have nothing.

-Good, good, thanks.

What about the victim's wife?

What about her whereabouts?

-I already checked into it.

She was at her sister's house.

Apparently, every Friday
her husband worked late.

He... He was out so she
went over there and had dinner.

It was a regular routine.

She says they were a real
happy couple, just ordinary people.

-Ordinary people are not
shot to death at close range.

-Morning, honey.

-Good morning.

Ow!

-Are you all right.

-What do you think?

-It's getting late, Rachel.

Aren't you worried
about being late for work?

-I was fired yesterday.

You satisfied, bitch?

Where is it?

Where is it?

RECEPTIONIST: Hello,
Oak Park, east wing.

Dr. Pence?

One moment, please.

-This is Dr. Pence.

-This is Eva Sands,
Rachel Sands' mother.

She's acting up this morning.

She got herself fired
from that book store job.

And she's been
yelling and screaming.

I haven't seen her like this
since she started with you.

-Has she been maintaining
her dosage of hydroloxin?

-Oh, yeah, she takes one
at breakfast and another

before going to bed.

I'll see to that.

Well, she didn't take one
this morning come to think of it.

-I'll be by the house.

I'm making my rounds now,
but I should be there by 1:00.

And calm yourself
down, Mrs. Sands.

Rachel will queue
off you emotionally.

If she gets violent,
call the police.

-Damn right.

No!

What the hell did you do
with my damn hairbrush?

Oh, Judas Priest.

-Yeah, I have it.

All right, tell me, was
there anything else

in the neighborhood
around that time?

OK, yeah, thank you.

There's a bookstore
on Hollywood Boulevard

that called in a complaint.

The manager says that
there was an employee there,

a Rachel Sands, who
apparently just lost it and started

to tear the place
up a little bit.

You might want
to check that out.

-I do want to check that out.

Thank you very much.

-Let me know what you find.

-I definitely will.

Thank you.

-Who set him on fire?

-His complaint search
might have paid off.

-Homicide, McCall.

Sands?

Is she there now?

What's the address?

OK, I'm on the way.

-Whatchu got?

-This morning we got a call
from Mrs. Eva Sands who reported

that her daughter, who has a
history of psychotic behavior,

stole her 380 automatic.

Now we got a disturbance
call from a bookstore

last night right
around the corner

from the shooting site
concerning a Rachel Sands.

-I'm... I'm the
woman who called.

-Mrs. Sands?

-Yes.

-Is your daughter inside?

-Yeah... she's in there.

She's got my pistol.

I missed it this morning.

She never touched it before.

But she used a knife on me once.

-OK, wait right out here.

OK?

I'll take care of things.

-Rachel?

I'm a police officer.

I need for you to come
out where I can see you.

What do you want?

-I need to talk
with you, Rachel.

Come out where I
can see you, Rachel.

Rachel, get your hands
out where I can see them.

Come on outside, Rachel.

Come on out, Rachael.

That's right.

Come on downstairs now, Rachel.

Come on out.

Just keep your hands
where I can see them.

I'm not going to
hurt you, Rachel.

Everything's
going to be all right.

It's all right.

It's all right.

-Feel free to take
a look around.

Excuse me.

Sergeant McCall, Neil Rasmussen.

Sorry, about the
blast in your eardrums.

The air lock keeps the
lab pressure at sea level.

We... uh... grow some pretty
exotic bugs in here, you know.

We wouldn't want
anyone getting out.

-I understand that.

I appreciate you taking
time the time to see me.

-Oh, well, whatever
you need, you've got it.

But I admit, you have
me a bit confused.

Now, you mentioned a
link between a murder

and Rachel Sands.

-Well, a possible link, yeah.

She is a patients
at Oak Park hospital

is involved in test program.

And they're utilizing
your drug hydroloxin.

So we're trying to
determine if that drug

could have
figured into a killing.

Now, I turn her over
to her psychiatrist

for a 96-hour
observation period.

He checked her blood to
figure out if there's something

that could have
caused her behavior.

He found no alcohol, no
drugs, and no hydroloxin.

Now could that have caused
a violent withdrawal reaction?

-Happily, and I can speak
with confidence due to years

of testing here at
Eurogenics, hydroloxin

displays no dependency
side effects, none.

-Testing on people?

-Only just recently begun.

The FDA is slow to allow.

Now, Victor, here
monitors all the test groups.

Victor, Sergeant McCall.

She's here about
the Sands woman.

-I pulled her charts.

We don't actually select
the subjects for the test.

That's on contract.

-50 hospitals nationwide.

-Nah, 43.

We have all the
original medical history

and the monthly
interview transcripts.

I made you copies here.

-Thank you.

So how's the test going?

-Phenomenal, as
predicted hydroloxin

inhibits blind rage
behavior in better than 80%

of the subjects.

-Any side effects?

-Some people get runny nose.

If you'll excuse me.

-Thank you very much.

Ah, let's go out this way.

So tragic this Sands thing.

The people I try to
help with my research

can do such awful things.

That's why this
drug is a godsend.

-Well, we haven't
charged her yet.

-Ah, but if you do, hydroloxin
is tainted with a crime.

That's a tragedy we must avoid.

It did not make her a killer.

The opposite, she
stopped using it.

-I'd like to see the test
data when it comes through.

When you have it all together,
will you give me a call?

-I certainly will.

-All purpose,
indelible marker, dries

to the skin in just a second.

-Can you match the brand?

-Twice.

McCall was right about
those bookstore signs.

The manager threw what Rachel
was working on in the dumpster,

but she was using
one of these to letter

them when she had her
fit and the dead man's face.

Now, all brands
are similar, a handful

of common ethers
and a heavy dye.

But each one is
sufficiently unique.

-So the marks on the
victim's neck and these signs

are the same?

No question?

-Some brands that they sell
in supermarkets or thrift stores

are bulked produced
and custom labeled.

We got lucky.

The bookstore
bought a name brand.

That's what we call in the
forensic trade, good chemistry.

-Good.

-Ann, are you going to be OK?

If you need anything, call me.

Charlie?

-In here.

Any insights on Rachel Sands?

-What you got going there?

-I'm on soft foods
for a couple days.

My dentist put this in.

He says I'm grinding
my teeth at night.

I wonder why.

-Oh, yeah, look
at them in there.

Here's the Mitchell
file you requested.

Now, Rachel Sands, Rachel
Sands, just like we thought.

She's been in 11 different
psychiatric institutions

over the years.

At age eight, she
started ripping

the covers off of
books and magazines.

First arrest came when
she was 16 years of age.

Seems that she ran
amok at a convenience

store in the valley.

Got tired of waiting in line.

-I've done that.

-Last year, right before
the hydroloxin test began,

she jumped her mother
with a butcher knife.

The next day, her
mother went out

and bought a 380 semi-automatic.

-Which we still haven't found.

-Right.

-The killer scrawled all
over Michael Girard's face

with indelible pen.

Same brand that
Rachel Sands used

to make that sign at the store.

-All right.

-Drop this on my desk.

-I got to get going.

-All right.

-I'll talk to you later.

-Devane.

Nah, she's not here right now.

She's out at the hospital.

Yeah, I'll take the message.

-Rachel, let's go back to why
you got angry with Mr. Ellers.

-I don't know.

-Is it because he criticized the
way you were doing your job?

-Maybe, but he's usually OK.

-Do you remember
tearing these up?

-Not really.

-You must have
been pretty angry.

-Well, that's typical.

I always forget afterwards.

-Hm, that's not an admission.

-I know that Syd, relax.

All right?

Rachel, you don't
have to be afraid.

You're not going to be blamed
for anything you didn't do.

-McCall, don't con my client.

-Hey, why don't you give
me a little line to fish with.

It's in the best
interest of your client.

Rachel, you were doing
really well on the hydroloxin,

so why did you stop taking it?

-I don't know.

Look, lady, I'm doing
my damnedest, OK?

But a blank is a blank.

-All right, I'm sorry.

-Don't touch me.

I don't like to touched.

-Why don't we... ah...
Try some impressions.

Why don't you try
closing your eyes

and then just seeing
whatever comes in, OK?

Whatever sights,
sounds, or images you get.

Can you try that?

-OK, it's hard though.

It's very dark.

Damn zeroes, they won't fit.

-Zeroes?

Like on the sign?

-I... I don't know.

Maybe.

-Rachel, please try.

You have to give me
something I can help you with.

-Oh, yeah, you want
to help me, huh?

I... I... glasses, lights.

-Glasses like the kind you
drink from or the kind you wear?

Were the lights
street lights, Rachel?

-Ah, maybe.

There's people.

There's cars.

-Like in a parking lot?

-Thank you, McCall, I think
you've led my client far enough

down the primrose
path for today.

-Was is a parking lot, Rachel?

-I don't know.

Yeah, whatever you say.

Yeah, it's a parking lot.

I killed the guy
in a parking lot.

Rachel, quiet, not another word.

-You saying that because
you saw it on TV or newspaper,

or because you remember, Rachel?

-Rachel has done a good job.

I think she
deserves a little rest.

-Love it when
people try to help me.

I'm just the kind of person
people stand in line to help.

-I got some news.

I was waiting for
you to take a break.

-Did you see the
look in her eyes.

She's carrying so much
hate in her for herself.

You know, I'm
telling you something,

her shrink says he
doesn't think she's

capable of killing anybody.

And I agree.

I think that woman is innocent.

-McCall, we just got the word.

They found the gun in a
dumpster over on Highland.

It's got Rachel Sands'
fingerprints all over it.

-Sergeant McCall?

-Yes.

-I'm Eva Sands,
Rachel Sands' mother.

-Yes.

Um... please sit down.

How can I help you?

-Is... uh... is Rachel
going to go to jail?

-She's in psychiatric
detention at Oak Park.

She's being tested.

If she's found
competent, the DA plans

to file charges against
her for the Girard murder.

Didn't tell her attorney,
Mr. Dunbar, contact you?

-I figured he was
just in it for the money.

I told him to do whatever
the court will pay for

and nothing else.

-I can arrange to
have you see her.

-Oh, don't She's...
She's not expecting me.

You think I'm hard.

-I didn't say that.

-You put up with
her for 39 years,

and you'll be wishing to
God like I do that something

would happen to get free of her.

You know, last year, she...
she went after me with a knife.

And they still let her out.

I had to buy a gun.

-Were you badly hurt?

-Yeah, well, not
actually from the knife.

-Well, what happened?

-Rachel had one
of her conniptions.

She grabbed the butcher knife.

And she was
cussing a blue streak.

She was waving it around
and jabbing it in the table.

You know, the next day she
could have come after me with it.

-Did she?

-I didn't give her a chance.

I ran.

I slipped on the
floor and bumped

my head on the we cabinet.

Threw my back out.

I had to have traction.

-So Rachel never actually
came at you with the knife.

-No, but she could have.

-I understand she was injured.

-That's true, but the reason
is Mrs. sands was admitted

to the hospital was
because she injured her back.

Now, why in the
files does it say

that Rachel injured
her in a knife attack?

-Indirect cause, I guess.

Rachel hadn't come
to me at that time.

-Well, I think you
ought to correct that file,

because the fact is Rachel has
never assaulted another person.

-That's true.

Her entire history
is of violence

against property, things.

But then she did threaten you.

Oh, this is so bizarre.

Why all this new behavior?

Why would she
stopped taking the one

drug that she knew could help.

-Let me ask you something,
would any of these patients

here ever stop their medication
without your approval?

-No, we monitor them
as closely as possible.

We fill nearly 1,000
prescriptions a day

for the resident patience alone.

Why?

-Well, maybe the
dispensary had a mix-up.

Maybe Rachel did take
her pills, but they just

weren't hydroloxin.

-No, that couldn't but us.

The hydroloxin is
prepackaged for the test patients

at Eurogenics.

-When you tested Rachel's
blood, you were only

looking for one drug
in particular, right?

-I had to.

Some of these psychoactive
drugs work in such minute amounts,

you need a computer.

You can't just go
on a witch hunt.

-Well, still, if you
were on witch hunt,

what drugs would you look for?

-Gas chromatography is kind
of like trying to sink the eight

ball in the break
or in a blind fold.

You could hit it, but then
you have to go looking for it.

-What?

-Never mind.

Pence gave us a list
of 61 drugs he thought

might account for
Rachel Sand's behavior.

Literally millions of
molecular eight balls.

-Well, did we find it or not?

-Sure, doxonozone.

She had a healthy
dose in her system.

-All right, very good, Kevin.

That one was at the
top of Pence's list.

-And this is not
something you're

going to find at
a corner either.

-And, now, do you think her
prescription could have been

filled accidentally
with this drug?

-Well, I'm not a
pharmacist, but I

don't think it would
be very likely.

Don't forget,
Eurogenics packages

this especially
for the test group.

-Makes it sound
deliberate, doesn't it.

-This drug was prescribed
by the psychiatric community

quite often until the side
effects became known.

Doxonozone promotes
psychotic behavior.

-Why would someone
want to give a drug

like that to Rachel Sands.

-Technically speaking,
to make her flip her lid.

-No, it's patently impossible.

Well, it happened.

-I have no idea how Rachel Sands
got doxonozone into her system.

It's a crude drug
with many problems.

It's hardly used.

We don't even have any here.

-Look, all I'm asking
is for you to check.

She obviously had the
wrong drug in her blood.

Maybe she got it through
an error at your end.

-Well, you're damn
right, I'll check.

And captain, until
you hear from me,

you will be well advised not to
make your suppositions public.

-Right, Doc, thanks.

Well, they swear
they don't have any.

Doxonozone promotes
psychotic behavior.

How could Rachel have
had this drug in her body?

-Maybe someone
wanted to make her crazy.

MAN: Darling, I

wish you'd return my calls.

Don't ignore me.

I hate that.

I told you what I'd
do if you didn't re...

-Good evening.

Take it easy there.

Good night.

Good night, Rosie.

-Get help.

Help!

Help!

-They're amazingly acute.

Any little change in the
lab routine will set them off.

I think you know
the doctor's gone.

-Who was working
here after hours?

-Business hours?

Any of the researchers.

We've got 20 or so active
grants, a couple foreign co-op

teams, virtually hundreds
of experiments going.

Biochemical work doesn't
run on an eight hour clock.

I was in the cryolab
when the... power failed.

-Arson said there was a
massive power surge first.

Do you think security could
give me a list of who was here?

-Possibly, but
the scientific staff

uses the security entrance
off the parking garage.

We all have electronic
keys... Oh, it's

impossible to calculate
what we've lost tonight.

He was a genius.

We'll never know what
else he might have done.

Oh, he'll get a posthumous
Nobel Prize, but...

-So, what do you got?

-Well, I think
Rasmussen figured out

who switched Rachel's pills.

-Whoever killed him
for it has started to

covers his tracks by now.

I think you should be
looking for a connection

between some Eurogenics
employee and Michael Girard.

-Yeah.

Let's go back around
the corner here.

It's a little more private.

You know, I've been
trying to reach you.

-I'm sorry.

He kept calling me.

So I finally just
went to my sister's.

I hope this is nothing.

I... I know you already
caught that women.

-Wait a minute.

Who's been calling you?

-There this man.

He's been watching me
and sending me things.

Yesterday, he left
a rabbit in my car.

-What?

A rabbit?

-He's crazy.

He must think that I might
be interested in him now

since Mi... I... uh...
I met him at a club.

I mean, he met me at a club.

And I was already
engaged to Michael,

so I didn't give him
much encouragement.

But then he... he got
into this dream or fantasy.

And now he's saying these
terrible things like he's going

to kill himself if I won't...
if I won't have him.

-Why don't we start
from the beginning, OK?

Why don't you give me
a physical description,

his name, where is works.

-He's pretty average
looking, about 35.

He wears glasses.

His name is Victor.

I think he works in
some kind of a laboratory.

I still don't like this.

I'm going in there.

-Sit.

It won't work in a crowd.

Now, look, any incriminating
statements you make

will not be used against you.

-OK, I accept that.

I'm just I'm just not
sure I want it to you.

-Syd, I'm going to
buy you a doughnut.

-OK, you came outside.

It was 8:30.

And you wrote it
on the back here.

You wrote any four for $5.00.

Would you write that again now.

-I'm not a trained seal.

-Rachel, I didn't
say that you were.

I'm just... you got
a memory block.

I'm trying to help you remember.

Can you just write that down.

-You satisfied?

This is the way it turns out.

I can't do the damn thing.

-And then this, right?

Then you did this.

-What are you doing?

Where the hell are we going?

I don't know.

You tell me.

You remember walking
away, didn't you, Rachel?

Remember that?

-Not really.

It all looks the same.

There's cars, people, lights...

-And glasses.

-Don't touch me.

I told you never to touch me.

-Do you remember
man in glasses, Rachel?

He took your purse.

Remember that?

He took your pills right
out of your purse, Rachel.

The man with the glasses
took your pills, remember that?

Do you remember?

And then he did this.

Do you remember that, Rachel?

He put the gun in your hands.

Do you remember, Rachel?

The man with the glasses
put the gun in your just like that.

-I was so sick I
was coming apart.

I didn't know.

-I know, I know you
were sick because he

switched the medication
on you, Rachel.

Was this the man?

Was this the man you saw?

Was this the man
you did it, Rachel?

-I'm sorry.

-No, Rachel, you
didn't do anything.

-Yeah, I did.

-What?

-I don't know, but I must
have done something.

-It's OK, Rachel.

It's going to be all right.

One William 157,
I'll need back up,

code two, at 337 Fulton Street.

That's Eurogenics Laboratory.

ANN GIRARD:

Hi, you've reached 7790.

Please leave a message
and the you've called.

Thanks.

I know you're there.

You can't just pretend.

-Leave me alone.

Darling...

-I don't want anything
to do with you.

VICTOR: You can't...

-Now listen, I told the police
how you've been hounding me.

And if you don't stop
it, they'll make you.

Darling, don't hate...

-Does he always work at night?

-He works whenever he wants to.

He's a level three.

-I got back up coming.

As soon as they get here,
you let them in, all right?

-Will do.

-If there's a power failure,
can get this thing open?

-Yeah, 10 seconds.

-Victor?

Come out where I can see you.

Put the gun down, Victor.

-I knew it was a reach.

But it had a chance.

Maybe I pressed too hard.

-Victor, put the gun down.

You're not thinking straight.

-You're telling me.

Come on.

Help me.

-How you doing, Rachel.

-Dr. Pence is sending
me home today.

-Actually, I believe
he's arranged

to have you go to a
group home where

everybody works and pitches in.

I think that sounds great.

-Yeah, well, I'll
believe it when I see it.

-I think you'll see it.

Dr. Pence strikes me as a
man who stands by his word.

And Mr. Ellers is expecting
you at work on Monday too.

-Sure, until I screw up again.

-You know, Rachel, there
are a lot of people out there

that like you.

I like you.

Why don't you give us a break.

-You like me know,
but... uh... just wait.