The Closer (2005–2012): Season 3, Episode 8 - Manhunt - full transcript

(WOMAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)

(SIREN WAILS)

Hey, Chief.

The victim is Lisa Mason,
she's a 34-year-old, white female.

She's also the wife of Deputy
District Attorney Scott Mason.

That's him over there.

(BRENDA SIGHS)

I understood the body was found
naked on the beach less than an hour ago.

How was she
identified so quickly?

Well, the killer threw her wallet and
her clothes along the hillside here,

and the Harbor Division
got her driver's license, and...



And one of their friendly
detectives called Mr. Mason?

That's not right.

Yeah, well, Mason's a heavy
hitter in the DA's Major Crimes office.

I don't know, maybe they're
thinking a little professional courtesy.

So why are y'all up here
instead of down there?

Commander Taylor's orders.

Chief Johnson, I'd like
to see my wife. Please.

Mr. Mason, I'm terribly
sorry about your loss,

but I know that I don't
need to explain to someone

who prosecutes murderers for a living
why you can't go down there with me.

And though I've
never met your wife,

I'm certain that she wouldn't
want you to see her this way.

It would be much
more helpful to us

if you would give us
your statement, please.



Mr. Mason, why don't you
come with me, sir, downtown.

We'll get your statement there.

Thank you very much.

Detective Daniels is still at
the Homeland Security seminar?

Two more weeks.

So, this plan that you've
hatched with Chief Pope

means we continue short-staffed.

Never mind.

Let me see what's
going on down here.

What is the point of keeping most
of my squad out of the crime scene?

My call.

I wanna keep the crime scene
simple and avoid attracting the media.

And, frankly, this is something
not everyone needs to see.

I thought she
washed up on shore.

No, dry as a bone.

And you won't find any
water in her lungs, either.

These red marks.

Not the cigarette
burns, but the little dots.

Did the coroner's investigator
say what they might be?

Those red dots are
from a cattle prod.

They're all over her back,
too, and unfortunately,

they are not limited
to outside her body.

The killer used his weapon, if
that's what you want to call it,

to seriously damage her organs.

There's some old bruising here.

How long has she been missing?

According to the husband,
just since last night.

Dead between 7 and 10 hours.

Here's some chaffing
around her ankles,

wrists and neck.

She was tied up,

standing,

tortured and strangled.

No sign of a gag,

so the killer either
wanted to hear her scream,

or she was anesthetized.

She's gonna be
negative for drugs, Chief.

The victim felt everything.

I get the impression you've
found bodies like this before.

In 1998, three other women were tortured
and strangled to death in the same way.

Three days apart, each one
dumped on an LA County beach.

Then, the next year, the same
thing happened all over again.

Press called the
guy who did this

the PCH Killer.

PCH?

Pacific Coast Highway?

Media nickname.

That must have fed his ego.

Seems like the kind of guy
who likes a lot of attention.

Which I prefer he not
get till after we find him.

There's one more
thing. Lieutenant.

Oh, yeah. He brands
each victim on the heel

in the order in
which he kills them.

One, two, three,
with Roman numerals.

So, take a look at this.

We're running a little behind.

GABRIEL: All right,
perfect. Thank you.

Hey, Chief. We have all available
air assets up and flying our way.

Yeah, we're searching
every beach in the county.

The second you find
anything, let me know.

Bye.

You're welcome.

So, it says here

that in the previous cases, the
murders were considered part of a rape,

but semen was only discovered
on the bodies, not in 'em.

Yeah, he's a real
pervert. Not a surprise.

So, he ties them up, so
that they feel helpless,

and then neuters them
with an electric prod,

and then brands their feet.

He's transforming them
from women into cattle.

And he's a psycho.
Also not a big shock.

And when he's finished with 'em,
he dumps 'em on a public beach

naked,

indicating he believes
they deserve to be

humiliated for some reason.

Do we know why?

No idea.

But all of these women were
involved in long-term relationships.

Three of them were married
and three were engaged.

And all of them were messing around with
men other than their significant others.

And all of them were
divorced at least once.

Well, that doesn't narrow down
the field very much, Lieutenant.

Well, there's something
else they all have in common.

Maybe you've noticed.

They're all pretty.

Which makes me think that,

since the wounds were
inflicted during the murder,

and there were no drugs, that
the women went with him willingly.

So, even though our serial
killer is a sexual pervert...

He doesn't look like one.

Have you spoken to all
the victim's ex-husbands?

Yeah, dead ends.

Or maybe I just didn't
know what to ask them.

Do you wanna speak to Lisa
Mason's first husband, too?

Yes.

So, three women in nine days.

He must choose his
victims in advance.

How does he do that, I wonder.

Excuse me. I hate to suggest it,

but I've always felt our killer might
be part of LA County Law Enforcement.

PCH.

Runs through areas supervised
by the Sheriff's Department, LAPD,

Santa Monica, Huntington,
Long Beach Police Departments...

So, by leaving bodies on
all these different beaches,

he's creating
cross-jurisdictional issues.

Counting on slow communication.

And he's managed to dump six
bodies along a well-traveled highway

during two massive
manhunts, without being caught.

Every law enforcement agency
in the county still hands their cases

over to the same
district attorney.

And we just happen to have the Deputy
DA waiting in an interview room for you.

And though his wife
didn't come home last night,

Mr. Deputy DA Scott Mason
didn't report her missing.

Seems neglectful.

All right. Thank
you, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant Provenza, could you
please call the morgue and get a prelim

on Mr. Mason's wife ASAP?

And Lieutenant Flynn, please
send out a request for follow-ups

to all reports of screaming in
the county over the last week.

These women didn't
go quietly. Thank you.

PCH Killer?

- We thought he was probably dead.
- Unfortunately, no.

I'm sorry, Mr. Mason,

but I have several questions
that need answered, and in a hurry,

because, as you may
remember, this particular guy...

- Murders in threes.
- That's right.

And due to our time constraints,

I only have about 60 hours
before this guy's gonna kill again.

I feel a particular obligation
to just jump right in here.

So,

is there a reason that you
failed to report your wife missing

when she didn't
come home last night?

We live in Echo Park, and
she works on the Westside.

If she goes late, she sometimes stays
overnight at her sister's in Santa Monica.

Last night, she called me to say
that she was too tired to drive home.

And that was the last
time you spoke with her?

Yes.

Yes, that was the last time.

Since you seem to know a bit
about this so-called PCH Killer's M.O...

Not that much, really.

All that information was
pretty carefully handled.

Oh.

Well, then you may not know
that he tends to choose women

that are divorced.

Which would fit.

Yes, Lisa left her first husband
about a year and a half ago.

Okay.

Another characteristic
of the victims...

They were all straying outside
their primary relationships.

So, are you aware,

or do you have any reason to believe
that your wife was having an affair?

No. No. She...

Lisa would never do
something like that.

And can you account for your
own whereabouts last night, sir?

I was at home by myself.

Okay.

There's just one last thing.

In order to find the lunatic
that did this to your wife,

I need you to sign this consent
form allowing us to search your house.

Search my house? For what?

E-mails on computers, phone
records, appointment books.

- Frankly, anything that'll help us to...
- But there's nothing that... No.

No, why would I agree to that?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Because if you don't agree, sir,

I'm leaving this room to call
the District Attorney to inform him

that a deputy in his Major Crimes office
is standing between me and a serial killer.

And I say this because I want
you to understand that I will not

permit this investigation
to be compromised

by your affiliation
with law enforcement.

There is a woman's life at stake
here. Do not test me on this, sir.

Sign the consent form.

Excuse me.

We found the first victim.

- On which beach?
- Not on the beach. County morgue.

Three-and-a-half days
ago, homicide investigators

in the LA Sheriff's Department
brought her in from Malibu Beach.

Don't know why
they didn't call you.

Her face is unrecognizable.

That's one difference
between the two bodies.

Your murderer smashed in our Jane
Doe's face with a blunt instrument.

Broke her cheek bones,
knocked out some teeth.

Jane Doe?

Didn't they find her ID
in clothes on the beach?

That's the other dissimilarity.

This victim was dumped
without her personal belongings.

But, in addition to the semen,
cigarette burns and prod marks

which match Lisa Mason's body,

there's also this.

It's the same killer.

Okay, exactly when and
where did the sheriffs find her?

FLYNN: Okay,

we need to get whoever
this Deputy Slade guy is

into Pope's office right now.

This looks a lot more personal.

So, this Jane Doe we found,
ran her prints through AFIS, no hit.

Didn't have a name
or even a face, really,

to check with missing
persons reports.

So, I went out on my own
and had a plastic surgeon

help us construct this,

a computer-generated portrait.

And did you identify her?

No. But look, we've had people knocking
on every door in Malibu with that picture.

I took it myself into the local bars
and restaurants, and nobody knows her.

And my partner and I were
rookies during the previous murders.

There's no possible way we could
have known the significance of...

But what about entering
the murder into ViCAP?

Look, fellas, I don't think we
need to figure out how we got here

as much as how we move on.

I agree. In my opinion, and if you think
the Sheriff will have an issue with this,

Deputy Slade, please speak up.

Investigating these murders
separately just doesn't make sense to me.

No, we agree. We agree.

In fact, I was told if you want her,
we can hand off our Jane Doe to you,

increase our patrols
along the PCH

and coordinate with the
local police departments.

Except all that
was done last time,

and I don't know how, but the
killer turns our extra surveillance

along the PCH to his advantage.

So, it's either not
enough, or it's too much.

And the bigger problem is,

if we concentrate our
resources on the highway,

by the time the killer
gets to the beach,

he'll have tortured and murdered another
woman and that is simply not acceptable.

Well, but if a highly visible
force gets out on the road

and if the Sheriff's Department
helps us make it clear

that we are sparing
no resources here,

maybe this nut job will
back off until we can find him.

I certainly hope so.

Because right now,

we've got about 48 hours left
before he's supposed to kill again.

TAO: No ID yet from this
computer-generated photo.

So, I've scoured all the different
county police departments

for their short-term
missing lists.

Women between 19 and 45.

Now, these aren't full reports yet,
but one of them might hit the mark.

Just crosscheck these with the
ones I've already gone through.

BRENDA: So, our killer is strong
enough to carry the bodies down the hill

and smart enough
to cover his tracks.

Who would be that familiar
with the county beaches?

I wish I knew, Chief.

Drives me crazy I
never got this guy. Crazy.

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

This cattle prod is like
the one used by our killer.

It's not strong enough to
spread the electric shock

through the entire body
like a stun gun, okay?

It's designed to hurt, not kill,
and you can order this online.

Let's call the company
that makes this thing

and have them send us
their customer database.

And this battery pack...

Let's see how
long it's good for.

Maybe our guy just
ordered a few more.

Well, I can tell you
one thing, Chief.

Deputy District Attorney
Mason has got a very interesting

closet.

(PROVENZA LAUGHING)

All sorts of things that vibrate

and glow in the dark.

Oh, and Lisa Mason never set
foot in her sister's house yesterday,

and she hasn't spent a night
there in over five months.

So that part of Mason's
story doesn't hold up.

Did you notice if DDA Mason
had a lot of sunblock in his house?

I didn't think to look. Why?

Well, he's not very tan, is he?

How would Mason

know the county
beaches well enough

to drop off the bodies
in eight different places?

That kind of knowledge would put
some color in your cheeks, wouldn't it?

I think we have a match!

The Jane Doe from the morgue.

Tammy Reynolds.

FRITZ: Yeah, her boss
called about her two days ago.

She was supposed to be
back at work on Monday.

Not officially missing yet.

She could still be on
vacation with her husband,

whose name is Robert.

- Robert Reynolds.
- BRENDA: On vacation? Where?

- Doesn't say.
- Here he is. Robert Reynolds, 38,

has a condo in Santa
Monica, a boat in the marina.

A couple of drug
arrests in the '90s.

Has anyone reported
Mr. Reynolds missing?

I can't tell from here.

Let me look into it.

I guess he's handsome.

Is it odd that the killer started up again
after eight years by offing his own wife?

It looked a lot more
personal. I don't know.

You wanna split up?

FBI will take the condo in Santa
Monica, you guys take the marina.

Yes, that would be a good idea.

Lieutenant Provenza,
could you please get us

a search warrant for
Mr. Reynolds' boat?

Detective Sanchez,
Sergeant Gabriel,

I'm gonna want some backup
when we get to the marina.

Lieutenant Tao, now
that we have them,

let's start looking through
Lisa Mason's computer files.

Maybe she met
Mr. Reynolds online.

And Lieutenant Flynn, if you
could do some background work

on Tammy Reynolds, see if she
fits the profile of our other victims.

Thank you.

Hey. Hey. I know you're
exhausted, and this is important,

but if you're not done
by 1:00 this afternoon,

you're still gonna have
to delegate for an hour,

so we can make that
follow-up with your doctor.

Yes, yes, I know.

As soon as you show me that
warrant, I'll be happy to let you pass.

Sir, if I could just check and see if
Mr. Reynolds is on board his boat...

The Reynolds haven't
been here since last Saturday

when they took the boat
out. A little sunset tour.

Hardly worth all this fuss.

- It's not a fuss, it's a murder investigation.
- MAN: Thanks.

Excuse me, sir, please.

Mr. Reynolds brought his boat back
from vacation, and then took it out again?

They haven't been on
vacation since last year.

You maybe have the
wrong boat anyway, huh?

Hello, Danny, how you doing?

- Mr. Delaney.
- Come on through.

I can't believe he's not
letting us in. I can't believe it!

Chief.

Here is my legal authority.

Now, step aside, sir.

Move. Thank you.

Excuse me, sir?
What are you doing?

I got an order to
straighten up the boat.

What order? When?

Mr. Reynolds called me Sunday afternoon,
said he cut himself cleaning fish.

Wanted me to see if I could
clean the blood off his deck.

All right, we'll take care
of that. Thank you, sir.

- Blood.
- Just keep moving.

SANCHEZ: Clear!
GABRIEL: The galley's clear.

There's more blood in the sink.

Nobody here, Chief.

There was.

(PROVENZA CLEARS THROAT)

We found some teeth.

I'm sending them to the
morgue to see if they match

Tammy Reynolds' mouth.

What are you thinking, Chief?

I'm thinking I understand why
no one heard the victims scream.

They're dying out
there, Lieutenant.

I've been concentrating
on the wrong initial in PCH.

Our killer doesn't bring the
victims down from the highway,

he's swimming 'em
in from the Pacific.

But where's Robert Reynolds?

I mean, at this point, we're
moving into a manhunt, aren't we?

There's still another victim
to think about, Lieutenant,

and I don't wanna find that guy
carting another dead woman around.

I have to go for a bit.

While I'm on my way
back to the Murder Room,

I want to have this
boat taken apart.

We're looking for floatation
devices and oxygen tanks.

Get some divers in here, too.

Let's find out what's
underneath this thing.

I want that blood
tested for type,

and I want those results
as soon as possible.

- Thank you, Lieutenant.
- Yes, ma'am.

Based on your labs, I have a preliminary
diagnosis of early onset menopause,

and all the suffering
that goes with that.

Hot flashes,
cramps, weight gain.

Also, water retention,
followed by night sweats,

premature wrinkling
and mood swings.

But this isn't supposed to be
happening. I'm about 100 years too young.

Yes, you are several years
below the average age.

But you're not in control of your body,
and in your case, it may be genetic.

Have you ever asked your
mother when she went through...

No.

Well, maybe you
should give her a call.

Today I feel fine.

Yes, and if you're lucky,
you'll have lots of days like that.

I don't. I haven't slept in three
years and I keep a fan in my purse.

So, if it's not genetic, why
else would this be happening?

Well, that's the question. I've
found that early onset menopause

is sometimes only a
symptom of another illness,

and we should look to see
what that might be. Yes?

Well, yeah. Absolutely.

So, we'll take some
more blood today,

and then I'll check and see when
we can schedule you for a sonogram.

Wait, wait, wait.

If you mean a symptom of
something else, do you mean, like...

Like, cancer or
something like that?

That's not the first
thing that leaps to mind.

It can also be ovarian failure,

or a viral infection that
migrated to your organs.

I can't know.

So, let's schedule you for the
sonogram, and see where that leads us.

- Okay?
- That would be great. Thank you.

All right. I'll be back
in a few minutes.

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Did you find anything in
Robert Reynolds' condo?

Some of the same leather
gear Mason had, but no blood.

Hey. Come on. Hey,
hey. You're gonna be fine.

No, I'm not. I'm gonna be old
and wrinkled and retain water and...

Hey, hey. Hey. Listen. Hold on.

Look, I was planning on
doing this at dinner tonight.

I think it probably would have
been a little more romantic,

but chances are you're
still gonna be working.

And this damn thing doesn't
really fit in my pocket, so...

What damn thing?

I know in your heart you're a
bit of an old-fashioned girl, so...

You see,

I've arrived at that place where
I can't imagine life without you,

and let me just say

I love you more than
anything else in the world.

And Brenda, will you
marry me? Please?

You're only asking me
'cause you feel sorry for me.

- No, I don't. Not at all.
- Yes, you do.

I don't feel sorry for
you. I'm not even nice.

You are the woman I have
been looking for my whole life,

and I'm taking advantage of
you when you're most vulnerable

because I want you to say yes.

So please say yes.

Oh, that's so beautiful.

Is it okay if I keep
my own name?

Of course.

Well, I guess if you don't have
any better sense than to ask me,

I guess I better marry you.

Because I think you're the
guy I've been looking for, too.

And here we are.
We found each other.

We found each other.

(DOOR OPENS)

Chief?

Lieutenant Provenza's still waiting
for the divers down at the marina,

but I have DDA Mason in the
interview room if you're ready.

If you would just baby-sit
him for a moment...

Okay.

Hey there, Gabriel, sir.

Good work, Chief. We have
everyone looking for Reynolds.

Including the Coast Guard,
since you made it clear

that he's murdering
these women at sea.

But DDA Mason doesn't have
much experience on the water,

and he's one of us,
and he just lost his wife.

So I wonder if questioning him
now is a good use of our time.

It is.

Look, I know that every law
enforcement agency in the county

is looking for our killer,
but so is someone else.

- Who?
- His next victim.

And she may have
already found him.

And what makes you think
Mason can help you with that?

The women's sizes
in his leather gear

and the previous
bruising on his wife's body.

Excuse me.

Tammy Reynolds was
definitely divorced. Last year.

Married Reynolds six months ago.

Pictures of Reynolds
we got off the Internet.

Posted them himself. It might
be how he met his victims.

Likes attention.
Pervert. And tan.

Has anyone reported
Mr. Reynolds missing?

No. But he didn't
disappear right away.

Made a few calls
after his wife's murder.

One call to his office.

One to the boat maintenance
guy for the cleaning.

And one to the restaurant
where his wife worked.

I have the names and addresses
of Lisa and Tammy's ex-husbands.

Lisa's lives in London.
Jeremy something.

And Tammy's ex has a small business
on Pacific Street. Lucas D. Jones.

- Would you like me to call them?
- No. Thank you, Lieutenant.

We may be notifying them of a
death, which we have to do in person.

When we have the time. Sorry.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yes, Lieutenant?

The blood in the cabin
corresponds to Tammy's type.

And the morgue matched the
teeth we found to her mouth.

So that's done. Now, the
blood on the deck ma y be male.

Hold on, Lieutenant. Hold on.

Hold on.

Okay.

So, it looks like Reynolds and
his wife had a domestic dispute,

which pushed the guy
back into psycho mode.

If it's Reynolds, where
did he kill Lisa Mason?

He hadn't been back to
the marina since Saturday.

Does he have another
boat somewhere?

Not registered.

And what have the divers found?

Well, they haven't got here yet.

Well, have they come across
anything that could have helped

Mr. Reynolds get his wife
to shore completely dry?

Like a rubber raft?
Or a body bag?

No.

No. You want me to look around

and see if he borrowed any
of that stuff from someone?

Yes, Lieutenant. And
look very hard. Please.

Because I'm worried we may
be looking for the wrong man.

You got it, Chief.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Chief Johnson, I want you to
tell me exactly why I'm here.

Obviously, my wife was
murdered by a serial killer.

And from what my friends
in the Sheriff's Office tell me,

the first victim died when
I was in Sacramento.

Mr. Mason,

our search warrant produced evidence
indicating that you and your wife shared

a less traditional view of
marriage than the average couple.

Okay.

None of that stuff is
illegal to have or to buy.

Yes, but the amount of that stuff
indicates more than simple experimentation.

And from the women's
sizes, I have to assume

that your wife
shared your interests.

Yes? Look, sir.

In less than 39 hours, another
woman could be found naked,

tortured and strangled
to death on a beach.

I am trying to stop
that from happening.

And as an officer of the court,
and the husband of the victim,

it is your duty to help me.

Now, there are old
bruises on your wife's body,

yet she was only
abducted two nights ago.

So I need to know where
those bruises came from.

- Are you accusing me of domestic abuse?
- You know I'm not.

I'll rephrase.

- Were you and your wife into S&M?
- Okay, you know what? I'm... I'm...

All right, yes, we were.
How does that help you?

Because I wonder if this attitude
that you all had towards sex included,

as the victimology suggests,
partners outside your marriage.

I asked you that
question before, sir.

But this time I need a
more truthful answer.

- And this will really help?
- Yes, sir.

Okay. Yes, we had an open
relationship. Is that enough?

No. I need to know if you
ever met any of the men

with whom your
wife was having sex.

No. Not met.

- Then, can you describe them?
- Excuse me?

Can you tell me what kind of
man your wife was attracted to?

- Physically? Did she have a type?
- She's trying to get an ID on Reynolds.

Where did she meet
her extramarital partners?

- Figure out how he met Lisa Mason.
- Online?

It's a legitimate line
of questioning, Chief.

No. I didn't want to post
m y picture on the Internet.

And neither did she. Look,

is there any way that we can
accomplish what you want here

without ruining my wife's
reputation? And mine?

- She was the victim here, right?
- I am very sorry.

But this is not a
judgment of your lifestyle.

It is a hurried and difficult inquiry into
how the killer and your wife may have

found each other.

So if you didn't
meet people online,

I'm assuming that you all went
to a bar or something like that.

My wife and I belonged to a
private club called The Verge.

It's a space organized for
these kind of encounters.

Look, it was just sex, okay?

- I loved Lisa, and Lisa loved me.
- I don't doubt it.

Can you tell me
if you ever noticed

what kind of man attracted
your wife's attention?

Because one of those men
ma y have been her killer.

And you ma y have seen
him, sir. Just in passing.

I'm particularly interested in
anyone with access to boats,

or specific knowledge
of the LA coastline.

What, what, what? Do you think
she talked to them about geography?

Maybe you heard a
name. Robert Reynolds or...

Names? There are no names. Okay?

All right. You want every
dark detail? Here you go.

She liked really fit guys
in their mid-30s to mid-40s.

Military types were a big plus.

And she was into getting tied
up, which didn't interest me.

So sometimes she went
to The Verge on her own.

They have a special
night for bondage.

So, you and your wife
had sex at the club?

It's a sex club. What
do you think we did?

So, this sex club, The Verge,
has over 6,000 members,

almost 2,000 of whom are female.

Now, you're not gonna even
have time to find them all,

let alone talk to them.

Some of these women
are from out of town,

and some will be single.

All our victims are divorced
and from LA County.

So, it is reasonable to assume that the
killer's next victim will fit this profile.

We've already got an all-out manhunt
in progress for this Robert Reynolds.

The area beaches, the
highways, all the local marinas.

We are straining the limits of what
county law enforcement can do.

But obviously, the killer is
choosing his victims in advance.

And The Verge
could help him do that.

Now, we know that
Reynolds was a member.

Right, and based
on that information,

we've included The Verge on the list
of places we're watching, and that's it.

But we are only concentrating on
one side of this search operation.

Looking for the killer is important,
but it's also important to find

the woman that he
is about to murder.

Now, if you would
just let me have

some extra people to
contact the women on this list...

We don't have any extra
people. Look, I said that's it!

I heard you say you wanted to talk to
the ex-husbands of the other victims.

That sounds like a good idea.

All right, fine.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Pardon me, sir.

- Chief?
- Yeah.

So, now what, Chief?

Well, I guess I'll talk to Tammy
Reynolds' ex, this Lucas D. Jones,

while I'm still alert
enough to drive.

And I'll see if he can tell me
something I don't already know.

Meanwhile, I want you
and the rest of the squad

to start calling all the women on
that list from The Verge, but discreetly.

- Discreetly. Start warning them.
- We'll do what we can, Chief.

Thank you, Lieutenant.
I appreciate it.

Hello?

(MACHINE HUMMING)

Anyone here?

(HUMMING CONTINUES)

(MACHINE HUMMING)

Hi.

- Didn't mean to interrupt your work.
- No, it's slow lately.

- More time for surfing, then.
- Yeah, when I have the energy.

You know, you scared the
living daylights out of me earlier.

- You are the police lady, right?
- I am.

Brenda Johnson, LAPD. And
you must be Lucas D. Jones?

Yeah. "D" stands for Daniel,
but people call me Danny.

Can I help you with something?

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Oh, sorry.

I'm just here to follow
up on that phone call

Mr. Reynolds made,
asking you to clean his boat.

(CELL PHONE CONTINUES RINGING)

Sorry, I just... I
need to get this.

No problemo.

- Hello?
- Chief. We found Reynolds.

Where?

Tied up under his boat
with his head cut off.

Divers just brought him up.

Right now we're
identifying him by his tattoo.

Chief?

Chief? You there?

Chief?

Yes, Lieutenant.
Well, that's interesting.

Chief. Anything wrong?

Yes, Lieutenant. Yes.

I'm just gonna finish this call,
and I'll be... I'll be right back.

Sure. Okay.

Chief.

Lieutenant, I need backup
at 37401 Pacific Street.

(CLATTERING)

Chief, I can't hear you.

I said, I need backup at 3740...

(ELECTRICAL BUZZING)

(SCREAMS)

(ELECTRIC BUZZING)

(GROANING)

(DANNY GROANING)

(BREATHING HARD)

Where's Mr. Reynolds'
cell phone?

Did you use one of the boats that
you're repairing to murder Lisa Mason?

Are there any other victims
we should know about?

Chief.

It's from Lieutenant Flynn.

"Remember, Chief, when
recovering from shock,

"it's important to keep
your legs elevated."

- For heaven's sakes.
- Well, Flynn's a class act.

- You sure you want to hear all this?
- Yes. Just summarize.

All right.

Danny's father was a
Long Beach police officer.

Mother, an exotic dancer.
She divorced three times.

Danny went into the
Navy at 17. Boat mechanic.

Eventually tried
to become a SEAL.

Let me guess, he failed
the psychological profile.

- He did. Are you surprised?
- Very. Go on.

So, in 1998, he comes to LA,
becomes a freelance boat mechanic,

kills a lot of people, then
married a girl named Tammy.

She divorced him last year and
remarried Robert Reynolds six months ago.

And Danny Jones reverts,

joins The Verge
with fake ID and...

What's the matter?

Mr. Jones should be
telling me this, not you.

Are you seriously upset you didn't get
a confession from this guy? Come on.

I got him by luck.

Killing someone's not my
idea of closing a case, anyway.

The lucky thing is you
got him before he got you.

And one other thing.
Take a good look at that.

- Who's that?
- Melinda Trent.

And tonight, she had a
date with Danny Jones,

who she met at The Verge.
They were going on a sunset sail.

You kept that guy
from killing someone.

And you were right
about everything.

Melinda Trent.
Remember that name.

- You know what?
- What?

I'm so glad not to
be dating ever again.

I mean, really, really glad.

- Does that hurt?
- No.

Does that?

English -SDH