Millennium (1996) s01e09 Episode Script

Run, run, run, run, run! Run, run, run, run, run! Get out of the way.
There's a car.
- Come on.
Get out of our game.
- For real.
So why don't you two take your time and walk around, see the house.
If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask, okay? Thank you.
Hi.
How are you, sir? Come on in.
There's some information on the table here about the property.
If I could get you to sign in, that would be great.
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
Over to the right is the kitchen.
Why don't you take a look inside? It comes with all new appliances- And as you can see,you really do have a lot of space to work with.
Now, this is the second upstairs bedroom.
This family has just the one little girl.
Isn't it charming? Oh,you have to see the master bedroom.
The hardwood floors are all original- So I think we have some real prospects.
I had one couple who seemed very interested.
- No running on the stairs, honey.
- Okay, Mama.
So I wouldn't be surprised if we generate an offer.
Well, I think the price we're asking is reasonable.
- You comin' up? - Yeah.
I'm just gonna go over those figures again.
- Good night, sweetheart.
- Night, Mommy.
I love you.
Sleep well.
- John? - I'll be right there.
John? - Mary Kay? - John! Mary Kay? Mary Kay? Hi, Bob.
- You see it on the news? - Yeah.
Just came down to see what I didn't see.
Young couple bludgeoned, dragged downstairs murdered with an antique hatchet.
No sign of forced entry.
Nothin' broken.
Nothin' rifled or stolen, except - their little girl is missing.
- What? Yeah.
That wasn't on the news either.
Five-thousand-dollar alarm system- Should have saved themselves the dough and gotten a rottweiler.
What was the response time? Well, the alarm company said they were here in a little over five minutes.
We're checkin' that out.
The house was for sale.
Yeah.
They had an open house yesterday.
We've got the real estate lady coming down.
The killing was premeditated.
The killer most probably came to the open house and hid someplace until the family returned.
He would have set the alarm off when he left.
What about the little girl? - I need a screwdriver, right now.
- Yeah, here.
Here.
- Holy God.
- Get the E.
R.
T.
Get him in here now! No, no, no.
Nobody's gonna hurt you, sweetheart.
Come here.
Let me help you.
Everything is gonna be all right.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Nobody's going to hurt you.
we're here to help you.
- How is she? - All indication is she's gonna be fine.
Her fluids were very low, but there's no evidence of any physical harm other than extreme shock.
It just- Yeah.
I know.
It's okay.
Hey.
Everything's okay, sweetheart.
You're in a safe place.
No one's gonna hurt you here.
- Could one of you get the nurse? - Yeah, sure.
- You can't expect too much, Bob.
- What do you mean? I know you're gonna want to talk to her.
- I know you're gonna want to know what she saw.
- We have no other witnesses.
What she's been through, no one- child or adult- should have to experience.
If she's asked to talk about it, it's like asking her to relive it.
I don't have to tell you that this guy is out there somewhere.
He murdered these people in cold blood, Catherine.
You can't push her, Bob.
She's got to do this in her own time if at all.
We've already got a department shrink on call to work this.
I'm asking you- please don't let the department make a mistake trying to leapfrog this.
It's already something that this little girl's gonna have to live with for the rest of her life.
Abraham Lincoln, Elvis and muhammed Ali- All signed the guest book at the open house.
In my professional opinion, none are viable suspects.
We'll put an A.
P.
B.
out on Elvis just in case.
- Did you find anything useful? - One name.
It's interesting that it appeared two weeks earlier - at the first open house they held there.
- He was casing.
John Allworth.
The signature, centrifugal.
Vertical lines, forward expansion- the strokes forceful, measured alternating cursive and print.
This man's signature's probably been the same since he was old enough to sign it.
- What does that tell you? - That the signer is deliberate.
He has focus.
But that this is to contain his rage or his anger.
That he can be explosive, prone to outburst of violence.
- No kidding.
- Even if this is the guy it's obviously an alias.
The address he left has got to be a phony.
High probability, but not a certainty.
If he's not John Allworth, maybe it's somebody he knows or somebody that knows him.
The man we're looking for is a risk taker.
But a deliberate man, as James said.
He left the child alive for a reason.
He signed his name John Allworth for a reason.
We'll catch him if we can find out what that reason is.
Mr.
Allworth.
Hey, see if the manager lives in the building.
Fat chance of that.
Yes? What? I'm Detective Geibelhouse with the Seattle Police Department, sir.
- Are you the resident here? - Yes.
- Do you know your neighbor, Mr.
John Allworth? - Who? John Allworth.
He lives next door.
- He does? - Do you know the guy that lives right over here? No.
So, what's the big deal? We're tryin' to locate Mr.
John Allworth, the man who lives next door.
It's part of an investigation.
- I don't know anything about that.
- Well, thanks.
There were 4,900 open houses in King County over the last six months.
Graphological analysis matches the perpetrator's signature to at least 37 sign-in registers using the namejohn Allworth, Travis Bickle and Rudyard Holmbast.
- `RRudyard Holmbast"? - That's correct.
So, what? You want us to go out and knock on his door too? There are over 30 houses he didn't choose for one reason or another.
Find those reasons, find a pattern and you move closer to the killer, to what is going on in his head.
eome on, Frank.
I mean, what if it was just random? What if- What if this guy just chose his victims because they were the most convenient? Then that will tell us something about him too.
I think we're wastin' our time with this approach, Frank.
You don't have much else to go on at this point.
We've got the little girl.
Dr.
Levinson, metabolic Unit.
Dr.
Levinson, metabolic Unit.
That's very good, Patricia.
Is that a face in there? Kind of hid it in there, didn't you? That's very clever of you.
You want to see what I brought you? It's for your hair.
It's from a girl who's almost the same age as you.
Her name's Jordan, and when I told her about you she asked me if your hair was pretty.
And I told her it was long and straight and beautiful.
And she was so jealous, because she has curly hair, and she wants it to be straight.
I bet you want curly hair, don't you? Can I put this in your hair, Patricia? Oh, that's very pretty.
I want to go home.
I know you do.
I'm sorry but you have to stay here.
It's just because everybody wants you to be safe, okay? I think we should do some more crayons.
I'm gonna draw a picture of a pretty little girl with a pink bow.
What about you? What are we gonna find that an army of techs missed? Maybe nothing.
Looks like the killer could have taken something.
- A V.
C.
R.
? - Could be.
That's cat burglar stuff, Frank.
Maybe not.
- It's empty.
- Yeah.
- Please.
Let her go! - My baby! - Please, let her go! - My baby! Mary Kay! - Please, let her go! - My baby! Mary Kay! No, I'm sorry.
She's not in right now.
Would you like her voice mail? - Hi! How are you today? - Hey, how ya doin'? I think I'm pretty good.
I'm getting better.
- Can't beat that with a stick, huh? - Thanks.
You have a good day.
Thanks.
See you tomorrow.
You can take anything you want! What do you want? - My baby! - Please, let her go! - Please, let her go! - My baby! - Why send it to the Realtor? - To terrify her, possibly.
Or to punish her, as he punished the family for some twisted imaginary crime.
The clock is ticking, isn't it? Yes.
- Word's gonna get out.
- That might be what he wants, Bletch.
And whatever you can do not to give him what he wants the better chance you have of drawing him into the open, catching him.
You and me, uh we keep beating around the bush about this little girl.
Can't do it, Bob.
Hi, there.
How are you? Hi, there.
How are you? Hi, there.
How are you? Hi, there.
How are you? Fine.
How are you? Good.
Good.
Come on in.
We have wine and cheese, if you'd like.
Please feel free to look around.
I was hoping you might, you know - give me the tour.
- Oh, certainly.
By all means.
Why don't we start with the upstairs? Can I ask you first this house has an alarm system, doesn't it? Oh, a very sophisticated system, the very best.
You see that motion detector there? Those are installed in every room in the house.
If you have valuable artwork or anything you want to protect the system uses a wireless link to a private home security company.
- Can you demonstrate it for me? - Sure.
If I can remember how.
- Get the code? - Yeah, I got it.
State-of-the-art alarm system, the son of a bitch walked right past it.
- How? - I don't know.
It wasn't even set off this time.
My guys tripped it when they got the 911 call.
- You got a 911 call? - Yeah.
Report of a break-in.
- You hear it? - No, not yet.
Why? Chances are you got a recording of the killer's voice.
Gonna need another uniform to help with the canvass.
Want me to call in for that? - You might want to run this keypad for prints.
- Yeah.
Hold on a sec.
You think he knew the alarm code? Unless the system wasn't activated.
The woman died with the panic switch in her hand.
He shot her point-blank with a 12-gauge, Frank.
It could have been staged, Bletch.
Probably was.
So he, uh, kills her, then he calls 911.
The victim's divorced.
There's no children living at home.
We have a whole new pattern here, Frank.
- Did you find the murder weapon? - No, not yet.
He takes chances, but everything's considered, as if scripted, planned- what to leave, what to take, what he wants us to see what he wants others to see.
He's leaving a record of the events- videos, 911 calls, witnesses.
Dr.
Rubin, Psychiatric Unit.
Dr.
Rubin, Psychiatric Unit.
What are you making there, Patricia? What is that? I don't know what that is.
Are these children here? Are they your friends? I bet your friends are gonna be so happy when they see you.
I want my mommy and my daddy.
What do you want? - Please, let her go! - My baby! - Please, let her go! - My baby! Mary Kay! - Hello? - Frank, it's Bob.
Just got off the phone with one of our bunco guys.
That video camera that was stolen from the crime scene? - Yeah? - It turned up in a pawnshop in Bellingham.
We've got the owner downtown right now working with our Identikit artist.
- I may be able to help you out there, Bletch.
- What do you mean? I just pulled something off the videotape.
The Millennium Group has someone that can probably clean it up for us.
- We may have a portrait.
- A face? Yeah.
You still adamant about not showing anything to the little girl, Frank? Frank? I'm considering it, Bob.
Hi, Benny! - Daddy's home! - Hey, pumpkin pie! How are you? - Good.
- How was your day? - Good.
- Yeah? You want to tell me about it? - Sure.
- First, we're gonna go upstairs and take a bath and get those little piggies of hers all cleaned up.
- Little piggies? How'd those little piggies get so dirty? - At school.
- I'll be up in a little bit.
- Okay.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Got something to show you.
- Jordan's? - No, they're Patricia's.
I dropped jordan at day care and spent most of the morning with her.
Did you talk to her about these? As much as I could.
She started asking about her parents.
I think they're significant though, Frank.
They are.
We found that the man we're looking for left a red `XX" just like these at the second crime scene.
- How would Patricia know? - I don't know.
Maybe it was something he was wearing.
We've made some progress too.
It's a picture to work with, an image to work from.
- You want my permission.
- I do.
I don't think they're going to be as courteous.
I can't stop them, Frank.
But my feelings are the same.
What if you showed it to her? - What is she gonna say? - Maybe she knows him.
Maybe it's a neighbor.
Someone the family comes into contact with.
I'll do it, Frank, if you think it's the only way.
No.
- That's what he wants.
- What are you talking about? That's what he's wanted all along for us to use the child.
It's so clear from the clues- the video, the audiotape- Bringing those to her would be an obvious tack.
He wants her to relive it.
Probably something he's relived all his life.
- Bletcher.
- Yeah, Bob, it's me.
I want to talk to you.
I want to talk to your men.
I don't want anybody goin'down to see that little girl.
- Can I have your promise on that? - Why, Frank? She's the key.
Yeah, I know she's the key just not the way we thought.
- What have you got? - Shotgun dumped in the garbage.
Twelve-gauge- specks of blood on the stock and barrel.
- Who found it? - A group of school kids over there.
It was called in by that crossing guard.
Excuse me, sir.
Can I speak with you? Yes, of course.
Right after I help the kids to safety.
- Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! - Go-Go-Go-Go-Go-Go-Go-Go! Go, go, go! - Call it out! Call it out! - Bedroom's clear! - Hey, get this clear! - All right, let's get the tech guys in here.
- Turn this place inside out.
- No one's here.
I want all these videocassettes catalogued and packed off to my office A.
S.
A.
P.
- You think he's long gone? - Not the city.
He left us the shotgun to lead us to his apartment to prove we couldn't find him.
Damn.
Two hours earlier, the officer that took his report would have seen his picture.
- He's running now.
- Where? To gloat, to figure out his next move to show us how clever he is.
I don't care how clever he is.
We put his picture in the paper, this guy won't be able to cross the street without startin' a parade.
You make him too famous and he's gonna disappear on us altogether.
- Then what? - You've got five days till Saturday.
Five days to anticipate how he'll up the ante.
You think he's got the eggs to hit another family? He's teaching us a lesson, about our pretensions to safety about how vulnerable we are.
And the guy's working as a crossing guard, for God's sake.
He wanted that little girl to relive his nightmares.
How do you increase the stakes? By making us all relive it.
I couldn't find you.
Sorry, I needed some air.
Share some air with me? - Pretty cheeky, aren't you? - That's me.
- You thinking? - Yeah.
Thinkin' about my parents, my grandparents.
Forty or 50 years ago they never locked their doors day or night.
We seem to have accepted it so gracefully, so naturally.
The security systems- We've allowed ourselves to become almost besieged by our own fear.
If you're not afraid, you're living in denial.
- The world's changed.
- Yeah, I know.
You can't turn it back.
But we wonder- where are we headed from here? Mmm.
Hi.
Welcome to Ivy Meadows.
I'll give you one of our brochures and shall we start in the kitchen? Right this way.
We have, uh state-of-the-art equipment in here and, uh- Nothin' boss.
Just looky-loos.
Make yourself at home, pal.
It could be a long day.
Be real easy, let me tell you.
- Have any of the other houses checked in? - No.
Either he got a whiff of us, or he beat it out of town.
I really don't think this is gonna happen, Frank.
Entryway.
White male.
Tall.
Glasses.
Our guy? I can't tell for sure.
- Give him lots of space.
- Yeah, don't crowd him.
- Yep.
- Hello, sir.
welcome to Ivy meadows.
- May I ask you a few questions? - Certainly.
- Is this the model unit? - Yes, it is.
But the contractor and his family are living here currently.
Oh.
It hardly seems lived in at all.
If it is him.
He's heading right to you.
- Is this how you get to the garage? - Yes, straight ahead.
Just adjacent to the washroom there.
The owners locked their cat in.
I don't have a key.
I'm sorry.
That's okay.
I'd like to see the upstairs.
Right this way.
You'll love the upstairs.
The master bedroom is just to die for.
You've got twin sinks and a whirlpool bath large walk-in closets in all the rooms, and- and a gorgeous view from the master bedroom.
- Olly olly oxen.
He's goin' upstairs.
- Let's go.
- Where's the guy that was with you? - He's using the bathroom.
- Check the bedrooms.
All the closets.
- He's gone.
Yeah, we're about finished up here.
- Were you able to find a vehicle? - No, no.
We didn't find a vehicle.
- He may have arrived on foot, the same way he left.
- Roger that.
- Are we gonna be able to reach you? - Yeah.
- I'll be on a radio if you need me.
- Good.
Over.
Out.
- This guy booked it, Frank.
- I don't think so.
We've been lookin' for five-and-a-half hours, Frank.
I'm tellin' ya.
He's gone with the wind.
He's here.
I just know it.
Get the blue-and-whites out of here.
Clear everybody out.
Then you and I go for a walk.
- Geibelhouse? - Yeah.
- Let everybody go home.
- Okay.
Okay, let's go.
Come on.
Back to your cars, we're out of here.
Wrap it up.
wrap it up, guys.
Bletch! What is it? The dog.
Want some candy, fellow? Want some candy? Hey, hey, hey.
What's that all about? Hey, what's up, boy? Hey, here ya go.
Here ya go.
Okay.
Frank! - You okay, Frank? - Yeah.
I guess, uh one of us ought to call the paramedics.
You remember the number? Not offhand.
I'll call.
Pediatrics, Nurse Turner, 2395.
Pediatrics, Nurse Turner, 2395.
Warden for social services, please come to the nurses'station.
I heard the little girl is going to a foster home.
Yeah.
Catherine checked it out.
She's keeping progress, making sure Patricia's gonna get the care she needs.
Kids.
- They survive.
- Yeah.
- Though monstrous exceptions.
- Hmm.
That guy we caught, his parents shipped him out.
watched his aunt and uncle tortured by some farmhand.
Tragedy begets itself.
Till the circle's broken.
Makes you wonder.
Killers aren't born, Bletch.
There's my daddy.
A couple of angels.
Where's Mommy, Jordan? - She's still back over there.
- Oh.
It's okay.
I'll put the kids in the car, Frank.
- Go ahead.
- Ladies? - That's a nice teddy bear.
- Thanks.
I made this.