Without a Trace (2002–2009): Season 2, Episode 19 - Doppelgänger - full transcript

Thanks for coming, guys. Really.

Of course. It was a great party.

I'll miss you.

It's only six months.

I know, but...

It's Virginia Beach, not South America.

You'll have a great time,
and we will come visit.

Thanks, Oscar.

You sure everything's okay
with you and Greg?

He just drank a bit too much.

Okay. I love you.



I love you, too.

She kissed me in the morning.

She said she was gonna call me
when she got to Virginia.

I never heard from her.

When the people
from the program called last night...

to ask where she was,
I started getting really concerned.

What was this program?

Julie's a marine biologist.

She had gotten a grant
through the University of Virginia...

to do a six-month expedition
at Virginia Beach.

Why didn't she take her scuba gear?

- What?
- Her scuba gear.

That was too heavy for her
to take on the train.

She didn't have to be in the water
until next week...



- so I was just gonna send it to her.
- Right.

What time did you say she left yesterday?

Around 8:00, I think.

I was a little groggy in the morning.

And the train left Grand Central at...

At 9:00.

How was she getting to the train station?

- Taxi.
- Was she taking a car service or a cab?

I'm not sure.
I think she was just gonna hail a cab.

We talked to the doorman.

He said he never saw
her leave the building.

That doesn't make any sense.

Maybe she took the freight elevator.

That goes down into the basement,
out into the alley, right?

I doubt it. I don't know why
she would have gone out that way.

We also checked her credit cards.
She never purchased a train ticket.

She could have paid cash, right?

Somebody called
and made reservations first class.

They were very specific
about the seating arrangements...

but nobody ever picked up the ticket.

Are you guys telling me that she never
even made it to Grand Central?

Oddly, a redcap found her suitcase
on the platform going to Virginia Beach.

Oh, my God.

This is insane.

We know you work at the Canal Street
Community Shelter, yeah?

Yeah.

Did Julie ever go there?

She volunteered there sometimes.
That's how we met.

Is there anyone there
who could be dangerous?

- No.
- Anyone that you can think of...

maybe she became friends with...

talked to about her plans,
anything like that?

Not that I can think of, no.

- And there was no one unfamiliar...
- Jack.

We checked their phone records.

Turns out that a man placed a call
from here to a car service at 4:00 a. M...

the night she disappeared...

and canceled her scheduled pickup
for the morning.

- It's not looking so good for him.
- No.

- I'll go ahead and rally Forensics.
- Okay, great.

Excuse me, Mr. Knowles.

Would you mind coming to our offices?

What for?

We need to send some agents in
to check for evidence.

It'll be more comfortable
if you come with us.

- Evidence?
- Technically...

this is the last place that Julie was seen.

No. Sure, of course.

I'll just grab my coat.

I don't know what is was, but something
strange was going on that night.

- Strange how?
- I can't explain it exactly.

There was just this weird dynamic.

- Between who?
- Greg and Julie.

And Greg's brother, too.

Come on, now.
You'll have to wait till we leave.

Obviously, it's easy to confuse them,
them being twins.

Wait for what?

Oh, God. Is that Rick? I'm sorry.
This is just too weird.

How do you think we feel?

I don't know what it was, but she was off.

Do you think Julie was sleeping with Rick?

No. I was only joking about that.

She loves Greg.

Okay. What happened after that?

Next thing I saw,
she and Greg were going at it.

Why don't you just ask him and find out...

- What's that about?
- I don't know.

April. Oscar.

You promised me!

Who told you about that?

Almost everybody at the party saw it.

We were just wondering
why you never mentioned it.

Because it was just a spat. It was nothing.

About what?

Julie thought I was flirting
with one of her friends.

It was just a misunderstanding.

Three different people
heard Julie say the words...

"you promised me" during that argument.

Really?

Apparently, the argument
was quite agitated.

What did you promise her?

It must have been
the context of me promising...

I wouldn't make it difficult
for her to go away.

Did you promise her
you weren't gonna drink anymore?

Is that what the fight was about?

Yeah, maybe that was part of it.

I'm sorry, I wish I remembered better.

Do you have a drinking problem, Greg?

I used to.

Some of her friends think that you still do.

Since I've been with Julie,
it's gotten a lot better.

I don't drink too much at all anymore.

The night of the party was an exception.

Greg, how did you and Julie meet?

At the shelter.

I was organizing a Thanksgiving dinner,
and she volunteered.

Love at first sight.

- For me it was, yeah.
- Not for her?

To be honest with you, I think Julie
was impressed with my philanthropy.

Surrounding yourself
with homeless people can be pretty sexy.

- Is it okay if I smoke?
- No, it isn't.

Right. That's okay. I figured.

Greg, what kind of a relationship
does Julie have with your brother?

- What do you mean?
- Are they close?

Yeah, they get along fine.

They don't really see each other
when I'm not around.

Rick volunteers sometimes at the shelter.

- So the three of you socialize.
- Sure. Sometimes.

And when was the last time
that happened?

Rick made us dinner
over at his apartment last week.

Do you think Rick and Julie
ever discussed your problems?

Julie and I didn't have any problems.

- Didn't.
- What?

You just said the word "didn't"
have any problems. Past tense.

You didn't say "don't," present tense.

- Did I?
- Yes, you did.

Well, we didn't, and we don't.
Julie and I have a normal relationship.

Right.

Do you and Rick
have similar taste in women?

How do you mean?

Isn't it a fact that identical twins,
even ones that have been...

separated at birth,
often marry women that look very similar?

Sometimes they even have
the same name.

I'm sorry. I don't understand your point.

One of Julie's friends got the impression
that Rick and Julie were flirting.

No. Julie wouldn't flirt with Rick.
She'd never do that.

- Do you think your brother might...
- No.

No.

Is it possible that Julie called Rick
from your apartment after the party?

No.

We have telephone records here
that indicate that somebody made a call...

from your apartment
at 2:32 a.m. Four minutes.

I don't know. I must have been sleeping.

Okay.

If you'll excuse us for a minute.

I just can't figure out
why he hasn't asked for a lawyer yet.

Guilty conscience. Wants to confess.

I don't know, Jack.
Everyone we've talked to...

all of his friends,
everyone who knew them...

says he loves her.

It wouldn't be the first time that
a man killed the woman he loved.

He's hungover, he's tired.

I think we've got him
for a couple more hours, tops.

In a few hours
we're gonna have to read him his rights.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Knowles.

That's all right.

- Where's my brother?
- He's downstairs.

We're just wrapping up
an interview with him.

- Please take a seat.
- Sure.

It's so terrible, what happened.

It's like a woman can't go
anywhere alone these days.

Do you think that Julie
was having an affair?

I don't know. I doubt it. Why do you ask?

Are you attracted to her?

You're kidding, right?

She's an attractive woman, isn't she?

She lives with my brother.

One of Julie's friends
saw you hitting on her at the party.

- Who? April?
- What were you and Julie talking about?

I was telling her how happy I was
for her and Greg.

- You guys are great together.
- I know.

I'm just nervous about being away so long.

He loves you, Jules.

When you get back,
I think he's gonna propose.

- Really?
- Absolutely.

And he'll be a lucky guy.

Thanks, Rick.

According to this person,
you were flirting with her.

Well, this person is wrong.
I gave her a hug. Platonically.

Your brother, Greg, has indicated
that you and Julie were quite close.

- No, he didn't.
- Excuse me?

He didn't say that because it's not true.

I hardly know Julie.

They've been dating for nearly two years...

and living together for 10 months.

I know her through Greg,
but we haven't spent any time together.

We're certainly not close.

Then why'd she call you that night
at 2:30 a.m.?

She didn't.

Someone called you from their apartment.

The phone records confirm
you talked for five minutes.

Greg called me. He was cleaning up.
He just wanted to chat.

Interesting, because
he doesn't remember talking to you.

Yeah.

Greg tends to drink
a little bit too much sometimes.

Things can get a bit hazy for him.

Is your brother the jealous type?

You guys think that Greg
did something to Julie...

because she and I are having an affair.

We're just asking you questions,
Mr. Knowles.

No, you're fishing.

That's what you're doing.
And I'm not gonna take the bait.

Good for you. Excuse me.

- So you're the caddy?
- Excuse me?

He's Tiger Woods, and you're the caddy.

You're very perceptive.

- Why don't you take a seat?
- Sure.

You're not the least bit nervous, are you?

Why should I be?

Your brother's girlfriend's missing,
he's the prime suspect...

and you're here
at the FBI being questioned.

- My brother's the prime suspect?
- You know he is.

Let me ask you something.

- You have a brother?
- What's your point?

Well, if you did, would you protect him,
no matter what?

- Not if he killed someone.
- Right.

You have a higher code.

That's what they teach you at Quantico.

You don't learn morality at Quantico.

I'm gonna keep looking for an article
about caddies in here.

They don't seem to write about that.

There was this guy at the party...

who spent the whole night taking pictures.

Okay, look at this picture.
Here's one of them.

You see the lamp on the end table?

Okay, this picture was taken
by one of our photographers tonight.

Same angle, no lamp.

I just spoke to Viv.

There's no sign of the lamp
anywhere in the apartment.

Nobody remembers anybody
taking the lamp or breaking it...

- or anything like that?
- No way.

Did we double-check the dumpsters
behind the building?

There's nothing there.

We're checking the others
in the neighborhood.

- Bad news.
- A body?

Yeah. But not Julie Cochran. Anne Mathis.

She's a homeless woman
from Canal Street Community Shelter.

She disappeared from there
three weeks ago.

Washed up on the shore
of the Hudson River four days later.

She was slipped a roofie and strangled.

I'm assuming you asked Greg
about possible suspects...

- or strange events at the shelter?
- Yes, Danny, I did.

And he forgot to mention this.

Apparently so.

That's Anne Mathis.

- Why didn't you tell us about it, Greg?
- I don't know.

I guess I just didn't want to...

think that the same thing
could have happened to Julie.

- I don't suppose you know who killed her.
- No, of course not.

- Did you even know she was missing?
- Yeah, we all did.

But that's pretty much
par for the course for the shelter.

We filed a report, but the police
didn't pay any attention.

It makes them ideal victims, doesn't it?
The homeless.

- No one deserves to die like that.
- No. They don't.

But what I'm saying is,
it's a lot easier to get away with...

if that's what you like to do.

I suppose.

What happened to the lamp?

What lamp?

White porcelain lamp in your living room.
It's missing.

- It broke.
- When?

When we were cleaning up, I was drunk...

and I stumbled into the table, and it broke.

- Where is it?
- I threw it out.

- Where?
- I don't remember.

You don't remember?

No, I had a lot to drink.

- Yes, you already said that.
- No, wait.

Julie was gonna take out the garbage
on her way out in the morning.

But it wasn't in the dumpster.

- I don't know. That's strange.
- Yes, it is, isn't it?

Like I said, I was passed out.

Julie came in, kissed me goodbye,
and left for the train station.

With a lamp that nobody can find.

In a car that was cancelled from the phone
in your apartment at 4:00 in the morning.

She cancelled the car service?

No, a man did,
and I'm assuming it was you.

- It wasn't me.
- Then, if it wasn't you...

was another man in your apartment
at 4:00 a.m.?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

No, I don't. I swear to God. Maybe.

- Maybe?
- I don't know.

Excuse me.

We found the lamp.

- I'll be right out.
- Okay.

Sit tight.

It was in a dumpster
three blocks from Greg's apartment...

wrapped in a bloody sheet.

Preliminary forensics say that
it's AB negative, the same as Julie's.

The same as some traces of blood
that we found on their apartment floor.

Did they find the duffel bag?

- The bag for the scuba gear?
- No.

She's petite, right? She's about 5-foot tall.

She could easily fit in a bag like that.

Tough for him to get her out of there
on his own, don't you think?

That's what I think the phone call
to the brother was about.

Jack.

According to the police report...

Anne Mathis was wearing a necklace
with a ruby medallion...

the last time she was seen at the shelter.

People who knew her
say it was a keepsake.

- She never really took it off.
- Okay.

When they found the body,
she wasn't wearing it.

- So where did you find it?
- In Julie's bag.

Here's the thing.

What if Julie found this
in their apartment?

She starts thinking
maybe Greg killed Anne...

kept the necklace as some sort of trophy.

She confronts him, he kills her.

He's 43 years old.
If he likes killing women...

the chances are
Anne Mathis is not the first.

- I'll get into it.
- Yeah. I'll keep this.

Pretty gruesome.

- Do you know her?
- No, not really.

Greg and Julie were pretty upset
about what happened to her.

- What's that?
- It belonged to her.

Anne Mathis.

- She was wearing it when she was killed.
- Greg didn't kill that girl.

She's not a girl. She's a woman.
She's 46 years old.

I don't care what she is.
Greg didn't kill her.

I think he did.

And he killed Julie
because she found out about it.

- You wanna know how he did it?
- Sure.

He smashed Julie over the head
with a table lamp.

He called the car service, cancelled it...

stuffed her body into a scuba bag,
took her down in the freight elevator.

The only thing I can't figure out
is what he did with the body.

That's where I think you can help me.

- Me?
- He talked to you that night.

My guess is he was asking for your help.

No.

I think I would have
remembered that, Jack.

Mr. Knowles, we're going
to find that body, and when we do...

we're gonna prosecute your brother
to the full extent of the law...

and I'm going to assume that you had
something to do with it, or knew about it.

And I'm gonna charge you
with accessory to murder.

Even if that were true, do you
honestly think I would turn against him?

He's my brother. We're from the same egg.

And you cannot break that.
No matter how long you keep me here.

No matter what kind of games you play.

A few more hours, and we lose Greg.

We may not need to worry about that.

- Why not?
- Because I think Rick's the killer...

not the accomplice.

What?

First of all, Rick's a pharmaceutical rep...

and Anne Mathis
was drugged with a roofie.

But you don't have to be
in pharmaceuticals...

to get your hands on Rohypnol.

Secondly, I've been cross-referencing
his travel records...

against unsolved female homicides
and disappearances, and I found six.

One in Hartford, one in Boston,
one in Philly, one in Providence...

and two in Baltimore.

In every case, he was in the same city
as the crime for a very short period.

- What about the women?
- Two of them are still missing.

But the other four?

They were found
in nearby bodies of water.

They were strangled.
There was no sign of sexual assault...

and there were traces of Rohypnol
in their bloodstream. And get this.

They were all homeless.

- Six women.
- Eight, if you count Julie and Anne.

Martin, if you're right,
this means Greg is covering for Rick.

Think about that for a second.

Rick kills his girlfriend,
and he's still covering for him.

They're twins.

- So what was it like?
- What?

- Growing up with a twin?
- It was great.

We've always been very close.

So I noticed. According to this...

you applied early
to the University of Michigan.

- He followed you there.
- Right.

- It's a great school.
- Then you both moved to New York.

Moved to the East Village.

- Two blocks apart.
- Right.

Then you both got married.

- That tends to happen.
- Three months apart.

Then you got divorced, one month apart.

It would seem
that he followed you around.

I suppose. I had a bit of a jump on him.

I was a couple minutes
ahead of him out of the womb.

So you're the dominant one?

Either that
or he was more attached to Mom.

What about your dad?

I think you know that my dad died
when we were kids.

- When you were seven, right?
- You got it.

So I assume that both of you
were pretty attached to Mom.

What's your point?

From what I can tell, the only time
that you and Greg...

were really separated was between
the age of 12 and 15.

You were sent to Bridgewater Prep,
he stayed at home with your mother.

Yeah. Right.

Why did she send you away,
and not your brother?

She didn't send me away.

- What, you wanted to go?
- Why is this relevant?

I just thought
we were having a conversation.

Is it making you uncomfortable?

It's not an issue
of my comfort or discomfort.

I just don't understand the point.

Why did your mother send you away,
and not Greg?

I just told you, she didn't send me away.

I read your transcript.

You got yourself kicked out
so you could go home to your mother.

You don't like women much, do you?

- I like women fine.
- Really? What do you like about them?

What do you like about women?

I like the way they smell.
I like the curve of their back.

I like the glint in their eye,
the bounce in their step.

But most of all, I like the feeling
that you get when you look at a woman...

and you can see the little girl in her.

Wow.

- You've really thought about this.
- And that's just off the top of my head.

Give me a pad and a pen and 15 minutes...

and I'll give you a complete dissertation.

Now, what do you like?

I think that's a bit too personal.

That's a pity. I thought we were bonding.

You think you understand me?

Not by a long shot.

But you think you can manipulate me.

I think we're just having a conversation.

- Do I need a lawyer?
- Do you think you need one?

- I'm not sure.
- It's 4:00 a.m.

Do you have one standing by?

I thought we were
just having a conversation, but...

be my guest.

- Has my brother asked for a lawyer?
- No.

Is he still downstairs?

And he's been very cooperative.

I'd like to talk to him.

I can arrange that.

- Martin.
- This guy's a real prince.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna need you
to spend some time with him.

He wants to see his brother.
I need you to stall him.

I'll do what I have to do.

Jack.

NYPD just found Julie Cochran's body.
It was washed up on the Hudson River.

She was beaten, strangled,
and stuffed into a duffel bag.

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Really? I thought...
- It's okay.

I just couldn't let you smoke
while my boss was here.

Thanks.

- I might join you.
- Do you smoke?

Every now and then.
I'm kind of trying to quit.

You know, I should tell you at this point...

you have the right to go home
if you want to.

I really appreciate
how helpful you've been...

and I would love to talk to you
a little bit more.

- But it's up to you.
- It's okay.

Where would I go?

- Back to my empty apartment?
- Right.

So what was it like
growing up in Providence?

It was okay.
Small, compared to New York.

How about you? Where are you from?

Kenosha, Wisconsin. Talk about small.

Really? You don't have much of an accent.

Yeah, I kind of worked really hard on that.

- You have siblings?
- Older sister.

- Close?
- We were. At one time.

- You and your brother are close.
- Yeah.

So, then, what was it like during
that period when you were separated?

What, do you mean
when he was at boarding school?

Well, my mom just thought
it would be better.

- Better for him, or better for you?
- For both of us.

Yeah.

Gave us a chance to develop on our own.

That didn't take?

No, it was good.

Those were okay years.

I used to sense
what he was feeling sometimes.

Like I'd get these images, flashes.

Like there was this one time I was
in the yard helping my mom hang laundry.

And I got this searing pain in my chest.
I couldn't breathe.

And two hours later...

we got a call from his school
saying he'd been in a fight...

at exactly the same time.

This kid had punched him in the chest,
and knocked the wind out of him.

It was strange.

You guys are really linked.

I can't imagine life without him.

So Jack sent you to baby-sit while
they arrange for me to see my brother?

No, I just came to chat.
I thought it might be fun.

So how long you been doing this job?

A couple of years.

Bet you've seen a lot of ugly stuff.

You could say that.

- That ever get to you?
- No, it's part of the job.

It's amazing what human beings...

are capable of doing to each other, isn't it?

Yeah. It is.

But, then again, if they weren't out there
doing those things...

you wouldn't have a job, would you?

Yeah, I guess not.

- So what about you, Rick?
- What?

- You like your job?
- It's a living.

- You get to travel a lot.
- Yeah. Sure.

A different woman in every city.

After a while,
one's the same as the next, right?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Here's the bag.

And I just got some early forensics back
on Greg's apartment.

They found a wine glass
with traces of Rohypnol in it.

Thanks.

Recognize that?

We found your girlfriend stuffed inside it.

We just fished her out of the Hudson.

Rick killed Julie. He also killed Anne.

- Why are you protecting him?
- I'm not.

I know he's your brother,
but he is a monster.

- He killed your girlfriend.
- He didn't.

You're gonna go down with him...

- just as hard. So stop protecting him!
- I'm not.

I'm not.

He didn't kill her.

I did.

I killed Julie.

You killed Julie?

- Why?
- I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

Like I said, I had too much to drink, and...

We were fighting.

I must have blacked out,
because the next thing I knew...

I woke up and went into the living room,
and there she was.

I killed her.

Okay.

Then?

You were right, obviously.

I dumped her scuba gear out of her bag...

and I put her into it.

Then I took her down the freight elevator.

And I put my car around,
and I managed to get her into the trunk.

What did you do with the body?

I drove over to the West Side Highway,
and I dropped it in the Hudson River.

Greg, what did you do with the lamp?

I threw it in a dumpster
a couple blocks away.

There's still one small detail missing.

- What?
- The phone call to your brother.

Right. Yeah, I called him.

After I found her body.

But I didn't tell him what had happened.

- Why not?
- I was gonna ask him for help...

but when I heard his voice,
I just couldn't involve him.

I managed to make small talk
for a couple of minutes...

and then I hung up.

It wasn't the first time.

It wasn't?

When we were 12...

there was this girl, Trisha Payton.

She lived down the road from us.
I had a crush on her.

One day we were all hanging out
at this old boathouse.

Trisha, Rick and me.

And she'd taken this bottle of Scotch
from her dad's liquor cabinet.

I was really nervous because I liked her.

And I ended up drinking
most of the bottle of Scotch.

And then I think Rick took off,
because he...

He wanted to leave us alone.

And so I kissed her.

And she wasn't into it,
and she pushed me away, and I...

I don't know, I must have gotten really...

really mad or something...

because when Rick came back,
I had passed out.

And Trish was dead.

I killed her.

- And no one ever found out?
- I told my mom.

That's why she sent Rick
away to boarding school.

To protect him.

From me.

So I was reading
one of those pamphlets in reception.

Are you related to Victor Fitzgerald?

He's your father, right?

So your dad
is the deputy director of the FBI.

No wonder you have
such a chip on your shoulder.

That's funny, 'cause I was thinking
the same thing about you.

Yeah? What's that?

Your father died
when you were seven, right?

That's right.

It seems to me that
you really could have benefited...

by having another
male role model in your life.

Or did you have a parade of men coming
in and out of your mother's house?

Now don't start talking about my mother.

What's the matter? Did I hit a sore spot?

- She's dead.
- Yeah.

And so is Julie. And so is Anne.

I think we've established that.

What about the other six?

I don't know what you're talking about.

- You ever been to Baltimore?
- Baltimore.

Good crabs. Why?

- What about Philly?
- Cheese steaks. So what?

I say Boston, you say chowder, right?

You know, I don't think I want
to talk to you anymore. I'm done.

That's okay, because I don't need you
to speak anymore.

I'm gonna do the talking.

This is a confession from your brother.

Unfortunately,
I can't let you read all of it...

because some of it's gonna be used
in the case against you.

And what case would that be?

That would be the murders
of Wendy Bledsoe...

Diane Vallone, Judith Kirschner...

Penny Landon, Barbara Trent,
and Katie Worth.

So those are the six?

Your caddy here
was saying something about that.

Was he really?

Would you like to know
what I think happened, Mr. Knowles?

Sure.

I think Julie found out
that you killed Anne.

That's what you were arguing about
at the party.

I found the necklace, Rick.

The other night
when we were at your place for dinner.

Anne gave that to me.

That was from her mother.
Why the hell would she give it to you?

I don't know. I guess she liked me.

She barely even knew you.

Julie, think about what you're saying.
It's crazy.

And then later, when Greg and Julie
were fighting, it was over you.

You promised me!

You promised me that you would ask him
about the necklace.

I'm not gonna ask him about something
I know he didn't do, okay?

Now just drop this.

And when you saw
the two of them fighting...

you thought it was the perfect opportunity
to do what you had to do.

You gave your brother a dose of Rohypnol.

You waited for the party to end,
the guests to leave.

You hid out in the hallway.

When they left,
you snuck back into the apartment.

You killed Julie, and you set it up
to make it look like Greg did it.

So why on earth would Greg confess?

Because he remembers a little
12-year-old girl named Trisha Payton.

He told me about her.

That's what you were counting on,
wasn't it?

His guilt.

But that's not gonna help you lay off
those six murders onto your brother.

Like I told you,
I'm done speaking with you.

And I'm done talking to you.

I'll set it up
so that you can see your brother.

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- What?

I told you to stall him, keep him relaxed.

Instead, you're in there provoking him.

Ten more minutes
I might have had the son of a bitch.

Ten more minutes and
he'd have been walking out of here.

He would've called for a lawyer.
We don't have a thing on him.

- What about Greg's confession?
- Greg confessed to killing Julie.

I don't believe it.
We're hanging on to Rick by a thread.

I hear what you're saying,
but I was in there...

I saw an opportunity, and I took it.

You took the wrong opportunity
at the wrong time.

I don't need you going off the rails
in the eleventh hour. You got it?

Yeah, I got it.

Danny, you got that forensics report
on the wine glass with the Rohypnol?

- Actually, I have it right here.
- Okay.

How long before
we get the coroner's report?

Four, five hours.

We're just gonna have
to make up one of our own.

- Greg, can I ask you something?
- Sure.

What was Julie drinking
the night she was killed?

Soda, I think.

- Not wine.
- No.

Julie barely drank.

Especially when she was
getting ready for a dive.

What were you drinking?

Red wine.

That's interesting.
Let me show you something.

This is a forensics report
from your apartment.

Now, we found a wine glass
with traces of Rohypnol in it.

Your brother sells pharmaceuticals,
doesn't he?

Now, whoever it was
knew exactly how much...

to give so that you wouldn't
sleep through the night.

So that you'd wake up
after a couple of hours.

Now this is a preliminary autopsy report
on Julie. You see this?

Traces of semen.

Somebody had sex with her that night.

- Was it you?
- No.

Now, you understand
the implications of this, don't you?

Your brother forced himself on her.

You didn't do it, Greg.
You didn't kill any of them.

He's killed at least eight women.
Eight. And he never raped any of them.

Except for your girlfriend.

Your brother's coming up here to see you.
Is that okay?

Yeah.

I knew you'd cave.

- You raped her?
- Who?

- Julie.
- I didn't do anything to her.

I loved her!

Then maybe you shouldn't drink.

I didn't do it. You did it.

What are you talking about?

- You killed seven other women.
- No, Greg.

- I didn't.
- I loved her.

You loved Trisha, too.

You can't help yourself.

It's in your nature.

- It isn't.
- Yeah. It is.

Do you remember when I was on the road?

And you'd come visit me sometimes?

You'd drink, you'd drink too much,
and you'd go out.

And the next morning
I'd ask you where you were...

and you wouldn't remember.

Well, every single time
you'd go back to New York...

and a couple of days later I'd read...

in the local paper about some woman
who was missing.

Some body that washed up
on shore somewhere.

- No.
- Yeah.

I've been covering for you
for all these years.

I don't buy it.

- I don't remember.
- I know you don't.

- That's the problem.
- Oh, my God.

Listen to me, Greg.

Whatever you said to them,
it was coercion.

It was duress.
They'd had you here for over nine hours.

Did they offer you a lawyer?

I didn't ask for one.

- They told me I could go.
- Listen to me.

Whatever you told them, you recant it.

We both get lawyers,
and we both get out of here.

How?

We're from the same egg.
That'll be enough.

It's the DNA.

They have the same DNA.

50% doubt is more than reasonable
in any court.

That's why he made sure
Greg was everywhere he was.

He makes the perfect alibi.

Now he's the perfect scapegoat.

We're gonna be all right.

I know I didn't do it.
And they can't prove that you did.

It's just you and me, man.
That's all that matters.

No.

- What do you mean, no?
- I can't keep hiding from the truth.

Greg, don't be stupid.

We're gonna fight this.

I can't have you fighting for me anymore.

You just go live your life.

- I want him out of here!
- Get in there and break it up.

Greg, don't do this.

I'll talk to you,
but I don't wanna talk to him anymore!

- Greg, just calm down.
- Let's go, Rick.

Wait a minute. I wanna talk to my brother.

- Let's go.
- Greg!

Jack, listen to me.
He didn't kill anyone, okay?

Not Julie. He didn't kill that girl
when they were younger.

We cannot let him take the fall for this.
Do something.

There's nothing we can do.

I wanna get him a lawyer right now.

That's gonna be up to your brother.
You're free to leave.

Agent Fitzgerald,
would you escort him out, please?

Samantha! I need to talk to you!

Don't forget to read him his rights again.

It's not like he's gonna
ask for a lawyer, Jack.

I want to remind you of your rights, okay?

Yeah.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say
can be used against you in court.

You have the right to talk to a lawyer...