Forever Knight (1992) s02e09 Episode Script
Bad Blood
[.]
All I said was that a woman could be aroused by it too.
Yeah, but would you buy it from a newsstand? What, you think I'd be embarrassed? I think you should be embarrassed.
Have you read any Camille Paglia? You know, as a matter of fact, I have.
I just happen to be an expert making her lasagna recipe.
You know, you're absolutely helpless.
She's a feminist author.
Ah.
Lucky you happen to have a great ass.
[CHUCKLING.]
[TWIGS BREAKING.]
Did you hear something? What? I don't know, something in the trees.
You know, you're just tense.
I think we can work on that.
[TWIGS BREAKING.]
Okay, that I heard.
Okay, come on, we're out of here.
Come on, will you hurry? All right.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[GROWLING.]
It was probably just a dog.
That or Camille Paglia.
You know, you're terrible.
Get in the car and drive me home.
[SNARLING.]
[MAN SCREAMING.]
[FLESH TEARING.]
[SCREAMING.]
[.]
NARRATOR: He was brought across in 1228.
Preyed on humans for their blood.
Now he wants to be mortal again To repay society for his sins To emerge from his world of darkness From his endless forever night.
[GROWLS.]
LAMBERT: Partial remains of body weigh 143 pounds, period.
Gaping defects on right cheek and neck.
Thoracic region shows massive irregular defects.
Partly scalloped and ragged So why, exactly, are you avoiding Cohen? Remember the Robinson report? Yeah, what about it? I never wrote it up.
Talk about things that come back to haunt you.
The woman suddenly needs to see it.
She won't let it go.
"Where is the final on the Robinson case, Schanke?" As if she's really gonna read it.
So why don't you just finish it? It is so boring.
I'll be sure to tell her that.
LAMBERT: gouging wounds.
Possible predation to torso.
Cause to be determined.
List death as homicide at this time.
Period.
Well, this is about as brutal as it gets, guys.
Any theories? You know, I would rather not speculate on what kind of person is capable of doing something like this.
Guys, Captain Cohen just called.
She needs to see you ASAP.
[SIGHS.]
Bye.
[MOUTHS WORDS.]
Rest in peace.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
There you are.
Here's the witness statement from the Volack murder in Blaire Park last night.
Anything? All we've got is what the girlfriend saw, which isn't much.
Great.
And the captain's waiting to see you in her office.
I'll join you later.
Detective Knight, This is Chief Inspector O'Neal, Dublin CID.
Oh, how do you do? Liam, please.
Nick.
The inspector is interested in the Volack murder.
I flew here as soon as I heard.
You have a 6'4", literally torn to pieces.
How and why? Don't know.
You do have a witness to the actual crime, only she didn't see the murderer.
Well, it doesn't look as if I'm needed here.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
Captain? Will that be the witness statement? Yes.
I'm opening everything to Inspector O'Neal.
He's to have full access to the investigation.
I'm sorry, I just don't understand why the murder of one of our football players would interest a chief inspector from Ireland.
In 1979, four people were murdered in Dublin under similar circumstances.
In 1983, in Iceland, four young women.
In 1987, he surfaced again in a retirement home in Maine.
Seven victims.
And now he's here.
Same m.
o.
, a jagged wound across the throat.
Torn to pieces.
But if he has the time, well, he likes to carve them up like a Christmas goose.
Other than that, we have precious little on him.
The inspector has Interpol clearance, so give him full cooperation.
Now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse me, it's been a long day, and I'm ready for a hot bath and dinner.
Well deserved, I'm sure.
Thank you, inspector.
And, Knight, please tell your partner that I know he's avoiding me.
I expect the Robinson report on my desk by this time tomorrow.
I will, ma'am.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Do you need to see me, Hellman, or are you just hovering? Actually, volunteering, ma'am.
I'd like to be on the Volack strike force.
I've done all the file work, and I really feel I could contribute to the investigation.
Strike force? Hellman, you watch too much TV.
Do yourself a favor, stick to the paperwork.
Field work will come in its time.
Ma'am, I know I'm a rookie, but sooner or later a homicide cop has got to deal with a homicide, and for me, sooner's better.
This is a bad one.
Are there any good ones? If Detective Knight and the chief inspector want you, it's okay with me.
How's that? Now, I'm late for an appointment with some hot water.
Thank you, ma'am.
Have a good soak.
Well? I think you'd make a charming addition to the team.
Please, Nick? Yeah.
It's time to get your feet wet.
Now tell Schank the coast is clear so we can get on with this.
Yes.
Uh, Nick, if you don't mind, I'd like to lay down a few ground rules when the others get back.
I don't want to step on any toes.
I know this is your investigation.
There's a few things that should be clarified.
Is that all right with you? I don't mind at all.
I have to ask you this: Are you registered to carry a gun? Because the department can get you one.
Well, that's very kind of you, but no, no.
Oh, that's right, you don't carry one back home.
No, it's not that.
It's just that I'm quite sure in this particular case, a gun wouldn't be of any use.
[SNARLING.]
[SCREAMS.]
You know, my wife had an aunt who married this guy from Dublin by way of Athens.
Well, that's an interesting mess.
Oh, yeah.
Every St.
Paddy's day, we'd all get together and dye the ouzo green.
We got another one.
Where did they find the body? Allen Gardens.
A man's body is torn asunder, and yet there's only a few drops of blood.
So where did it go? How would I know? Oh, I thought you might have a few ideas.
This is consistent with the rest of the murders, isn't it? Oh, yes, yes.
Fascinating.
So, what was all that about? I wish I knew.
You know, Nick, this does look very-- I know what it looks like, Natalie, I know, I know.
Okay, okay.
Are you okay? Here, why don't you just take some deep breaths? In and out, nice and easy.
I'm sorry, I really should be able to handle this.
You know, I once saw this guy who was hit by a combine.
Whoa, what a mess.
I mean, they found his left hand way over-- Schanke, do you have something really important that you have to go and do? I'm just trying to provide a little perspective.
It helps, you know.
Yeah, right.
Nat, could you take these guys back? Where are you going? To find some answers.
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Something that can pick up a 220-pound man, shake him like a puppy, and tear him to shreds? Hmm.
Are you trying to entertain me? He took all his blood, Janette.
Don't waste your time.
You know who he is.
You can do nothing.
Let me be the judge of that.
Janette I don't know where he is.
Give me his name.
His name? What use is a name? How many names have you had over the past seven centuries? Ecoute, Nicholas.
You do not understand what you're dealing with.
I'm going to find him, whether you help me or not.
For your sake, I hope you don't.
Just tell me! You've heard of him.
His name, Janette! His name, among others, is Jack the Ripper.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING IN DISTANCE.]
SCHANKE: I'll have two Goliath chili dogs, fries, large cream soda, small coffee, and onion rings.
Do you guys want anything? Uh, I think we'll pass.
Make that a diet cream soda.
How did Detective Hellman seem to you when we dropped her off? Oh, a bit green around the gills, I suppose, but otherwise okay.
Good.
I must say, you make a pleasant change from the usual medical examiners I'm used to dealing with.
Really? How so? Well, for a start, you're young, beautiful, and you don't smoke cigars.
You can spare me the Irish charm, O'Neal.
I've had my shots.
I'm immune.
I was just stating the facts.
Can you guys give me a hand here? I appreciate your giving us a ride.
Detective Knight left the crime scene rather abruptly.
Well, he does that.
Get used to it.
I was sorry to hear about his affliction.
What affliction? Well, his allergy to the sun.
Captain Cohen mentioned it.
Poor fellow can only work at night.
Well, he saves a bundle on sun block.
Does he live alone? Well, he's not married, if that's what you mean.
Nick, married? Not in my lifetime.
O'NEAL: What about his family? SCHANKE: They're all from Chicago.
But you know, I've never actually seen-- Ireland.
You know, I've got some family in Ireland-- County Cork.
I've always wanted to go there.
I hear it's beautiful this time of year.
Oh, it redefines the color green, and the air-- Well, it's impossible to describe the smells of Ireland, but, then, it's the people that make a country, and we Irish are a strange breed, if I do say so myself.
You mean like kissing the Blarney Stone and believing in leprechauns? Now, now, don't you go selling the little people short.
I personally know dozens of hard-working, sober people who've seen them.
Wait a minute.
You're trying to tell me that leprechauns actually exist? You see, you folk on this side of the pond, you're too sophisticated and cynical to believe in anything but your own technology.
We Irish are more attuned to the old ways.
We're an ancient culture.
Superstitions die hard.
So you're a believer, then, Inspector O'Neal? Oh, I believe in a number of things that might surprise you.
SCHANKE: Like Santa Claus and the bogeyman? Not Santa Claus, perhaps, but if you mean by "the bogeyman" a creature from your worst nightmares, yes.
I do, don't you? No.
No, I don't, actually.
What about vampires? Hey, Nat! The road! The road! [HONKING AND SCREECHING.]
Man! Was it something I said? SCHANKE: I dropped my chili dog.
It's not back here.
I think it rolled up front.
Just lift your legs, Liam.
This killer is much more than a vampire.
Lacroix knew that.
He feared it when he made him.
Lacroix? You really don't know who it is, do you? [LABORED BREATHING.]
Look.
I told you he would come.
I hope I didn't spoil your evening.
What do you want? He is poisoned.
By what? By whom.
A surgeon barber in the East End.
I want you to go to his shop, the alleyway behind it, and make sure that he is dead.
Send Janette.
I need her to get fresh blood to cleanse me.
I'm through killing innocent mortals.
You know that.
He is not innocent! And you are still one of us.
We cannot take the chance that he will come over.
Since when did you develop scruples? Since I tasted his putrid flesh.
Felt his pulse.
Since his life force flooded my brain.
He is dangerous to us, Nicholas.
A madman! And we are not? What we do is not madness? You laugh, just as I feared.
You laugh when you kill! I couldn't finish him.
Oh, so that's what's bothering you, is it? You finally met someone as depraved as you are.
Why won't you listen? He has an evil that I cannot begin to fathom, an insanity that could expose us, jeopardize us all.
I need you to do this for me, Nicholas.
And I will not.
JANETTE: Please! Nicholas, please.
Please.
Let him suffer, Janette.
I'm leaving for America tomorrow night.
[SOBBING.]
He is lost to us.
Let him go.
Pray that the barber does not live.
[GASPS.]
So this is the barber.
In Hungary, at the turn of the century, he was known as "Bela Kish.
" Twenty-three kills.
And then, in Spain, around the 1920s, he was, "El Muerte de la Noche.
" Thirty-two in one month.
Stupid killings.
Frenzies that attracted stories and investigators.
So why was I not told about this? Because Lacroix knew that you would react exactly as you are reacting now.
You had your chance, Nicholas.
You had your chance, and now it's gone.
[GRUNTS.]
[SCREAMS.]
[DRINKING GLASS SHATTERS.]
[GASPING.]
[CHILD CRYING.]
MAN: Father Hurley! Father Hurley! The O'Neal boy has been hurt! His mother killed! What happened? We found the boy dazed in the streets.
His poor mother in an alley nearby.
Father Michael took one look at his wound and said to bring him to you, that you'd know what to do.
Show me.
[CRYING.]
and hold him tight.
Quickly, we haven't much time.
The evil is spreading.
God, please protect the integral soul of this poor child.
Lord Jesus Christ, please help me.
Hold him tight! [SCREAMS.]
[GASPING.]
I hope I didn't wake you.
[DOOR CLANKS SHUT.]
I'd have to be asleep first.
Uh, I need coffee.
Under the sink.
You keep coffee under the sink? That is so gross.
Hey, when do I drink it? Nat, is there something wrong? O'Neal's been asking a lot of questions about you.
He even went through your personnel file down at the station.
What kind of questions? Oh, where are you from? Do you have any family? Has anyone seen you during the day? Those kind of questions.
And, uh, he asked me if I believed in vampires.
He actually said that? What's going on? Does O'Neal know about you? I'm not sure, but I have the definite impression he knows it's a vampire behind these murders.
So it's true? Well, do you know who it is? Yes And you're not going to believe it.
Ah, Detective Hellman.
Do you think our, uh, killer will strike again? We can count on it.
The pattern suggests at least four killings before he or she moves on.
Mm? Well, where will they be? In one of the downtown parks.
The killer's m.
o.
is fairly consistent.
In Dublin, they were all nurses in residence.
In Iceland, they were all lab workers leaving the night shift.
He's territorial.
He kills where he feels most comfortable.
I'm very impressed, detective.
You've done your homework.
So this is where you've been hiding from me.
Well, we were just talking about the case, captain.
And now that we've finished that discussion, I will go straight to that report.
Sohow's it going? You have a fine detective in the making in Hellman, captain.
But, uh, now we're going to find out what's she's really made of.
We're off to the morgue to see if our victims can reveal more clues.
Jack the Ripper? [MOTOR WHIRS.]
That's just one of his legacies.
He's out there somewhere.
There'll be more killing.
You can't blame yourself, Nick.
It was Lacroix who brought him over.
He asked me for my help.
I'm responsible for this.
I could have stopped him.
Yes, by doing something that you had sworn not to do.
[WHIP CRACKS.]
[HEARTBEAT PULSING.]
[HEARTBEAT STOPS.]
I was there.
The opportunity was mine.
Everyone has regrets, Nick.
Everybody has unfinished business.
Yes.
But mine is a killing machine.
These aren't your first, are they? But you've never seen the likes of this, right? No.
So how does it affect you? Physically or emotionally? Both.
Well, you'll get over the physical part.
Pray you never get over the emotional.
The day that happens is the day you've been a copper too long.
Seen everything you wanted? Thanks very much, Miss Balthazar.
Mm-hm.
What were you looking for in there? To tell you the truth, I was looking for your reaction.
You know, I don't even know your first name.
Bridget.
Well, how be I call you Bridget, and you call me Liam, then? Well, I'd like that Liam.
Very good.
Well, I'd like to seal our friendship with a little gift.
Are you a churchgoer? In my family? You have to be.
Much like mine.
Well, then, you might appreciate this.
It's lovely.
For me? Let me put it on.
Now, you've got to promise me that you'll wear this day and night while I'm here.
Day and night? Well, it's a It's a good luck charm.
We Irish are a very superstitious lot.
Thank you.
[SCHANKE CLEARS THROAT.]
Ah, good evening, gentlemen.
An untimely presence.
Visiting hours are over.
We're going to take a soil sample at the Volack site with Forensics.
You're invited.
Actually, I think I'll let Detective Hellman cover that.
I want to talk to Volack's girlfriend.
We've gone over her statement with you a dozen times already.
Well, sometimes I like to get the sense of a person.
So you're off without me.
So, Hellman, you and the inspector seem to be getting quite cozy.
We're just working together.
Yeah, like Nick and me, right? Just partners.
Nick, did I ever kiss you? If he keeps bothering you, I give you my permission to shoot him.
It wasn't anything romantic.
I was just thanking him for the beautiful gift he gave me.
See? [TIRES SQUEALING.]
[CAR HORN HONKING.]
What the--? Did everybody forget how to drive all of a sudden? Sorry.
A squirrel.
[WHISTLING.]
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Take me to the edge Of darkness Last call.
What will it be? Oh, well, just some, uh, information for the moment.
I'm a friend of Nick's.
We don't make any money on information.
Ah, well, lager and lime, then.
I'll have a waitress bring it to you.
There is no stairway To the light There is no answer Heaven knows [EERIE ECHOING.]
$4.
50.
Anything else? Look, I'm a friend of Nick Knight's.
That's nice.
He comes in here.
Do you know him? No.
What are you doing? Miklos! I'm sorry.
There's been a mistake.
Stop him.
He's crazy! You are out of here.
Look, there's been a misunderstanding.
I'm sorry, lass, keep the change.
MIKLOS: Never mind that, my friend.
Now! Heaven knows There is a flower What's that all about? Must be a Jehovah's Witness.
Telephone, please.
Make sure he gets here just before sunrise.
Message for you.
The lady said it was important.
Oh.
Sign me out, Schank, and get this stuff down to the lab.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
Can I get you a drink, Nicholas? It's nearly sunrise.
That's never stopped you before.
Janette He's in the back room.
[MOURNFUL VIOLIN MUSIC.]
So this is where you've been hiding? I don't hide.
Janette has been kind enough to offer me shelter, as she will you.
The sun has risen.
What do you want? I want nothing from you this time, Nicholas.
I'm here to help you.
The Irishman.
O'Neal.
JANETTE: He knows us.
He can sense our presence.
He has our insight.
How? He was nearly one of us.
A half-drained mortal.
Like the barber.
Except that O'Neal did not taste enough vampire blood.
He never came fully across, and so he became a hunter.
Yes, a hunter who pursues us now.
He pursues you to avenge his family.
Nicholas, I'm doing this for you.
Doing what? Arranging for him to meet our barber friend.
Your mistake.
I want none of this.
Isn't that what you said the last time? When I asked you to kill him for me? Oh, don't worry, Nicholas.
It's all taken care of.
By bringing me here before sunrise.
And by magic.
Mm! Fairy dust.
Just a sprinkle but it's enough to rid us of someone who would destroy us.
Soybean residue.
Does it look familiar? You planted it at the murder scenes to get me to bring O'Neal to your creation.
Clever boy.
COHEN: A processing effluent? HELLMAN: Soybean dust.
Found at both murder sites and on the bodies.
I don't know how we missed it the first time.
Well, now that you've found it, I'd be delighted to know what you think it means.
Well, forensics says the dust has a high water content, and pits that suggest it's several years old.
So wherever it came from hasn't been in operation for a while.
Good a place as any for a killer to go to ground.
Queen's Quay Mill has been closed for at least five years.
Well, then I'd like to take a look, ma'am.
Please, captain, just humor me.
[SIGHS.]
Have Knight or Inspector O'Neal reported in? Not yet.
SCHANKE: Hey, Lipinsky.
If I read Robinson his rights at the station, and not on the scene, do I need a 10-Q form? Yep.
Busy, Schanke? The report's almost done.
It'll be finished tomorrow, okay? Take a break.
Excuse me? I want you to go with Hellman out to the old Queen's Quay Mill.
She thinks she's onto the killer's lair.
Is that a fact? Yeah, well, let her down easy when you don't find anything.
Yeah.
And don't let the dust bunnies bite.
[CHUCKLES.]
Hellman, we're rolling.
Uh, hey, Schanke, wait a minute, will ya? Look, captain, I know this isn't my place, but I really think they should wait for Nick and Inspector O'Neal.
Natalie, we can handle a routine search on our own.
Can we go? LAMBERT: I would really feel a lot better if Nick were with them.
Like the man says, doctor, it's just routine.
I-- I know, I That's right, Nicholas.
You should get some rest.
The wheels are in motion.
There's nothing you can do.
[.]
Nice place to hang out.
Do you think he's in here? Well, there's certainly no shortage of places to hide.
This place is huge! We're gonna be here all night.
Let's split up.
Put the walkies on 4.
[TELEPHONE RINGS.]
KNIGHT: This is Nick Knight.
I'm not in or I'm asleep.
Leave a message.
Don't take it personally.
[BEEPS.]
WOMAN'S VOICE: The customer you're trying to reach is unavailable.
Please try later.
[DIAL TONE.]
Where the hell are you? He'll be up and out by now.
O'Neal can take far more light than we.
It's not O'Neal that worries me.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Anyone seen Detective Hellman? Ah, my favorite M.
E.
What a pleasant surprise.
Spare me your Irish charm, O'Neal.
I need to talk to you.
We linked the killer to a mill down by the lake.
Schanke and Hellman are there right now.
How much do you know? Enough to tell you that we better get the hell down there before the sun sets, and that Nick is on your side.
Well, that's as yet to be proved, but either way, we must go, and there's not enough time to pick up the proper weaponry.
I just hope that you're feeling particularly brave today, doctor.
SCHANKE: Hellman? You scared the hell out of me! Sorry.
Find anything? There's no sign of life.
Me neither.
I'll tell you what.
We'll give it a couple more minutes, and we'll meet up, all right? [CAN CLATTERS.]
Okay, keep in touch.
Will do.
Just not so loud.
Captain, you have to stop them.
They're just following up a lead, Knight.
Take it easy.
Unless there's something you're not telling me.
No, captain, I'm sure they'll be fine.
You had your chance long ago, Nicholas.
It's much too late now.
By the time you find them, they'll be gone.
[LAUGHS.]
Schanke? You know, it's good to hear your voice.
Listen, I'm at a dead end here, and it's getting really dark.
Do you want to pack it in? Well, it's just that You know, I'll tell ya, that Robinson report is looking better by the minute.
We're out of here.
Let's meet up by the car.
[CLANKING.]
Any idea where I begin? We'll split up.
No.
You lock yourself in the car and stay perfectly still.
Oh, that may be the way you do things-- Don't argue, believe me.
You only think you know what you're dealing with here.
[SNARLING.]
SCHANKE: Hellman, what's your 20? [ROARS.]
Hellman, you reading me? Schanke! He's here! Where are you? HELLMAN: Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God! [GROWLING.]
[ROARS.]
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES.]
Schanke! Where the hell are you? Schanke! Bridget! Bridget! O'Neal? What are you doing here? I heard shots.
WellI think she must be outside.
Quick, give me the keys to your car.
They're in the ignition.
Right.
Get away from me! [SCREAMING.]
[HELLMAN SCREAMING.]
No! [ROARS.]
O'Neal, get out of there! Get me out! [ANGUISHED ROARING.]
It's done.
I give you my thanks, detective, and my secrecy.
You're not like the rest.
What the hell happened? Perhapsif I'd told you why.
I'm so sorry.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
SCHANKE: II just don't get it.
People are capable of extraordinary feats of strength, as well as callous murder.
Yeah, but to break down those steel doors? Well, there are cases of children lifting cars off their parents.
This is a little extreme.
The extremes of madness, captain, and of evil.
Be glad that you can't make full sense of it.
That tells you that you're human.
I'd like to thank you all for your help.
Any time, inspector.
And, of course, my sincere condolences for the loss of Detective Hellman.
Our killer would still be out there on the streets if it wasn't for her.
That's a fine tribute.
Thank you, chief inspector.
I'm glad it's over.
And Dr.
Lambert, we'll get your car reimbursement to you as soon as the report is filed.
I suggest you have Knight do it.
Tomorrow, captain.
Just give me one more day.
Well, Nick is going to be very sorry he missed you.
He should be in soon.
I'm afraid I have to run.
I have a few things to do before I catch the red-eye home.
Oh, another night traveler.
You know, I would really like to study you.
Is that a fact? Well, I'll never be able to concentrate on the in-flight movie now.
[LAUGHS.]
As much as it pains me I hope we never meet again.
You should not have saved his life.
Lacroix was right.
No.
O'Neal finished something I could have prevented.
He stopped the killing that began because of me.
I'm in his debt.
But it is exactly the same mistake, is it not? There will come a time when you will regret this, Nicholas.
He has found you.
The rest of us.
How long will it be before he forgets how you helped him? Before he returns to hunt us down? [TWIGS BREAKING.]
BRIDGET: Hello, Liam.
Hello, Bridget.
I've been expecting you.
[SNARLS.]
[ARROW FIRES.]
[THUD.]
All I said was that a woman could be aroused by it too.
Yeah, but would you buy it from a newsstand? What, you think I'd be embarrassed? I think you should be embarrassed.
Have you read any Camille Paglia? You know, as a matter of fact, I have.
I just happen to be an expert making her lasagna recipe.
You know, you're absolutely helpless.
She's a feminist author.
Ah.
Lucky you happen to have a great ass.
[CHUCKLING.]
[TWIGS BREAKING.]
Did you hear something? What? I don't know, something in the trees.
You know, you're just tense.
I think we can work on that.
[TWIGS BREAKING.]
Okay, that I heard.
Okay, come on, we're out of here.
Come on, will you hurry? All right.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
[GROWLING.]
It was probably just a dog.
That or Camille Paglia.
You know, you're terrible.
Get in the car and drive me home.
[SNARLING.]
[MAN SCREAMING.]
[FLESH TEARING.]
[SCREAMING.]
[.]
NARRATOR: He was brought across in 1228.
Preyed on humans for their blood.
Now he wants to be mortal again To repay society for his sins To emerge from his world of darkness From his endless forever night.
[GROWLS.]
LAMBERT: Partial remains of body weigh 143 pounds, period.
Gaping defects on right cheek and neck.
Thoracic region shows massive irregular defects.
Partly scalloped and ragged So why, exactly, are you avoiding Cohen? Remember the Robinson report? Yeah, what about it? I never wrote it up.
Talk about things that come back to haunt you.
The woman suddenly needs to see it.
She won't let it go.
"Where is the final on the Robinson case, Schanke?" As if she's really gonna read it.
So why don't you just finish it? It is so boring.
I'll be sure to tell her that.
LAMBERT: gouging wounds.
Possible predation to torso.
Cause to be determined.
List death as homicide at this time.
Period.
Well, this is about as brutal as it gets, guys.
Any theories? You know, I would rather not speculate on what kind of person is capable of doing something like this.
Guys, Captain Cohen just called.
She needs to see you ASAP.
[SIGHS.]
Bye.
[MOUTHS WORDS.]
Rest in peace.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
There you are.
Here's the witness statement from the Volack murder in Blaire Park last night.
Anything? All we've got is what the girlfriend saw, which isn't much.
Great.
And the captain's waiting to see you in her office.
I'll join you later.
Detective Knight, This is Chief Inspector O'Neal, Dublin CID.
Oh, how do you do? Liam, please.
Nick.
The inspector is interested in the Volack murder.
I flew here as soon as I heard.
You have a 6'4", literally torn to pieces.
How and why? Don't know.
You do have a witness to the actual crime, only she didn't see the murderer.
Well, it doesn't look as if I'm needed here.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR.]
Captain? Will that be the witness statement? Yes.
I'm opening everything to Inspector O'Neal.
He's to have full access to the investigation.
I'm sorry, I just don't understand why the murder of one of our football players would interest a chief inspector from Ireland.
In 1979, four people were murdered in Dublin under similar circumstances.
In 1983, in Iceland, four young women.
In 1987, he surfaced again in a retirement home in Maine.
Seven victims.
And now he's here.
Same m.
o.
, a jagged wound across the throat.
Torn to pieces.
But if he has the time, well, he likes to carve them up like a Christmas goose.
Other than that, we have precious little on him.
The inspector has Interpol clearance, so give him full cooperation.
Now, gentlemen, if you'll excuse me, it's been a long day, and I'm ready for a hot bath and dinner.
Well deserved, I'm sure.
Thank you, inspector.
And, Knight, please tell your partner that I know he's avoiding me.
I expect the Robinson report on my desk by this time tomorrow.
I will, ma'am.
[CLEARS THROAT.]
Do you need to see me, Hellman, or are you just hovering? Actually, volunteering, ma'am.
I'd like to be on the Volack strike force.
I've done all the file work, and I really feel I could contribute to the investigation.
Strike force? Hellman, you watch too much TV.
Do yourself a favor, stick to the paperwork.
Field work will come in its time.
Ma'am, I know I'm a rookie, but sooner or later a homicide cop has got to deal with a homicide, and for me, sooner's better.
This is a bad one.
Are there any good ones? If Detective Knight and the chief inspector want you, it's okay with me.
How's that? Now, I'm late for an appointment with some hot water.
Thank you, ma'am.
Have a good soak.
Well? I think you'd make a charming addition to the team.
Please, Nick? Yeah.
It's time to get your feet wet.
Now tell Schank the coast is clear so we can get on with this.
Yes.
Uh, Nick, if you don't mind, I'd like to lay down a few ground rules when the others get back.
I don't want to step on any toes.
I know this is your investigation.
There's a few things that should be clarified.
Is that all right with you? I don't mind at all.
I have to ask you this: Are you registered to carry a gun? Because the department can get you one.
Well, that's very kind of you, but no, no.
Oh, that's right, you don't carry one back home.
No, it's not that.
It's just that I'm quite sure in this particular case, a gun wouldn't be of any use.
[SNARLING.]
[SCREAMS.]
You know, my wife had an aunt who married this guy from Dublin by way of Athens.
Well, that's an interesting mess.
Oh, yeah.
Every St.
Paddy's day, we'd all get together and dye the ouzo green.
We got another one.
Where did they find the body? Allen Gardens.
A man's body is torn asunder, and yet there's only a few drops of blood.
So where did it go? How would I know? Oh, I thought you might have a few ideas.
This is consistent with the rest of the murders, isn't it? Oh, yes, yes.
Fascinating.
So, what was all that about? I wish I knew.
You know, Nick, this does look very-- I know what it looks like, Natalie, I know, I know.
Okay, okay.
Are you okay? Here, why don't you just take some deep breaths? In and out, nice and easy.
I'm sorry, I really should be able to handle this.
You know, I once saw this guy who was hit by a combine.
Whoa, what a mess.
I mean, they found his left hand way over-- Schanke, do you have something really important that you have to go and do? I'm just trying to provide a little perspective.
It helps, you know.
Yeah, right.
Nat, could you take these guys back? Where are you going? To find some answers.
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Something that can pick up a 220-pound man, shake him like a puppy, and tear him to shreds? Hmm.
Are you trying to entertain me? He took all his blood, Janette.
Don't waste your time.
You know who he is.
You can do nothing.
Let me be the judge of that.
Janette I don't know where he is.
Give me his name.
His name? What use is a name? How many names have you had over the past seven centuries? Ecoute, Nicholas.
You do not understand what you're dealing with.
I'm going to find him, whether you help me or not.
For your sake, I hope you don't.
Just tell me! You've heard of him.
His name, Janette! His name, among others, is Jack the Ripper.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING IN DISTANCE.]
SCHANKE: I'll have two Goliath chili dogs, fries, large cream soda, small coffee, and onion rings.
Do you guys want anything? Uh, I think we'll pass.
Make that a diet cream soda.
How did Detective Hellman seem to you when we dropped her off? Oh, a bit green around the gills, I suppose, but otherwise okay.
Good.
I must say, you make a pleasant change from the usual medical examiners I'm used to dealing with.
Really? How so? Well, for a start, you're young, beautiful, and you don't smoke cigars.
You can spare me the Irish charm, O'Neal.
I've had my shots.
I'm immune.
I was just stating the facts.
Can you guys give me a hand here? I appreciate your giving us a ride.
Detective Knight left the crime scene rather abruptly.
Well, he does that.
Get used to it.
I was sorry to hear about his affliction.
What affliction? Well, his allergy to the sun.
Captain Cohen mentioned it.
Poor fellow can only work at night.
Well, he saves a bundle on sun block.
Does he live alone? Well, he's not married, if that's what you mean.
Nick, married? Not in my lifetime.
O'NEAL: What about his family? SCHANKE: They're all from Chicago.
But you know, I've never actually seen-- Ireland.
You know, I've got some family in Ireland-- County Cork.
I've always wanted to go there.
I hear it's beautiful this time of year.
Oh, it redefines the color green, and the air-- Well, it's impossible to describe the smells of Ireland, but, then, it's the people that make a country, and we Irish are a strange breed, if I do say so myself.
You mean like kissing the Blarney Stone and believing in leprechauns? Now, now, don't you go selling the little people short.
I personally know dozens of hard-working, sober people who've seen them.
Wait a minute.
You're trying to tell me that leprechauns actually exist? You see, you folk on this side of the pond, you're too sophisticated and cynical to believe in anything but your own technology.
We Irish are more attuned to the old ways.
We're an ancient culture.
Superstitions die hard.
So you're a believer, then, Inspector O'Neal? Oh, I believe in a number of things that might surprise you.
SCHANKE: Like Santa Claus and the bogeyman? Not Santa Claus, perhaps, but if you mean by "the bogeyman" a creature from your worst nightmares, yes.
I do, don't you? No.
No, I don't, actually.
What about vampires? Hey, Nat! The road! The road! [HONKING AND SCREECHING.]
Man! Was it something I said? SCHANKE: I dropped my chili dog.
It's not back here.
I think it rolled up front.
Just lift your legs, Liam.
This killer is much more than a vampire.
Lacroix knew that.
He feared it when he made him.
Lacroix? You really don't know who it is, do you? [LABORED BREATHING.]
Look.
I told you he would come.
I hope I didn't spoil your evening.
What do you want? He is poisoned.
By what? By whom.
A surgeon barber in the East End.
I want you to go to his shop, the alleyway behind it, and make sure that he is dead.
Send Janette.
I need her to get fresh blood to cleanse me.
I'm through killing innocent mortals.
You know that.
He is not innocent! And you are still one of us.
We cannot take the chance that he will come over.
Since when did you develop scruples? Since I tasted his putrid flesh.
Felt his pulse.
Since his life force flooded my brain.
He is dangerous to us, Nicholas.
A madman! And we are not? What we do is not madness? You laugh, just as I feared.
You laugh when you kill! I couldn't finish him.
Oh, so that's what's bothering you, is it? You finally met someone as depraved as you are.
Why won't you listen? He has an evil that I cannot begin to fathom, an insanity that could expose us, jeopardize us all.
I need you to do this for me, Nicholas.
And I will not.
JANETTE: Please! Nicholas, please.
Please.
Let him suffer, Janette.
I'm leaving for America tomorrow night.
[SOBBING.]
He is lost to us.
Let him go.
Pray that the barber does not live.
[GASPS.]
So this is the barber.
In Hungary, at the turn of the century, he was known as "Bela Kish.
" Twenty-three kills.
And then, in Spain, around the 1920s, he was, "El Muerte de la Noche.
" Thirty-two in one month.
Stupid killings.
Frenzies that attracted stories and investigators.
So why was I not told about this? Because Lacroix knew that you would react exactly as you are reacting now.
You had your chance, Nicholas.
You had your chance, and now it's gone.
[GRUNTS.]
[SCREAMS.]
[DRINKING GLASS SHATTERS.]
[GASPING.]
[CHILD CRYING.]
MAN: Father Hurley! Father Hurley! The O'Neal boy has been hurt! His mother killed! What happened? We found the boy dazed in the streets.
His poor mother in an alley nearby.
Father Michael took one look at his wound and said to bring him to you, that you'd know what to do.
Show me.
[CRYING.]
and hold him tight.
Quickly, we haven't much time.
The evil is spreading.
God, please protect the integral soul of this poor child.
Lord Jesus Christ, please help me.
Hold him tight! [SCREAMS.]
[GASPING.]
I hope I didn't wake you.
[DOOR CLANKS SHUT.]
I'd have to be asleep first.
Uh, I need coffee.
Under the sink.
You keep coffee under the sink? That is so gross.
Hey, when do I drink it? Nat, is there something wrong? O'Neal's been asking a lot of questions about you.
He even went through your personnel file down at the station.
What kind of questions? Oh, where are you from? Do you have any family? Has anyone seen you during the day? Those kind of questions.
And, uh, he asked me if I believed in vampires.
He actually said that? What's going on? Does O'Neal know about you? I'm not sure, but I have the definite impression he knows it's a vampire behind these murders.
So it's true? Well, do you know who it is? Yes And you're not going to believe it.
Ah, Detective Hellman.
Do you think our, uh, killer will strike again? We can count on it.
The pattern suggests at least four killings before he or she moves on.
Mm? Well, where will they be? In one of the downtown parks.
The killer's m.
o.
is fairly consistent.
In Dublin, they were all nurses in residence.
In Iceland, they were all lab workers leaving the night shift.
He's territorial.
He kills where he feels most comfortable.
I'm very impressed, detective.
You've done your homework.
So this is where you've been hiding from me.
Well, we were just talking about the case, captain.
And now that we've finished that discussion, I will go straight to that report.
Sohow's it going? You have a fine detective in the making in Hellman, captain.
But, uh, now we're going to find out what's she's really made of.
We're off to the morgue to see if our victims can reveal more clues.
Jack the Ripper? [MOTOR WHIRS.]
That's just one of his legacies.
He's out there somewhere.
There'll be more killing.
You can't blame yourself, Nick.
It was Lacroix who brought him over.
He asked me for my help.
I'm responsible for this.
I could have stopped him.
Yes, by doing something that you had sworn not to do.
[WHIP CRACKS.]
[HEARTBEAT PULSING.]
[HEARTBEAT STOPS.]
I was there.
The opportunity was mine.
Everyone has regrets, Nick.
Everybody has unfinished business.
Yes.
But mine is a killing machine.
These aren't your first, are they? But you've never seen the likes of this, right? No.
So how does it affect you? Physically or emotionally? Both.
Well, you'll get over the physical part.
Pray you never get over the emotional.
The day that happens is the day you've been a copper too long.
Seen everything you wanted? Thanks very much, Miss Balthazar.
Mm-hm.
What were you looking for in there? To tell you the truth, I was looking for your reaction.
You know, I don't even know your first name.
Bridget.
Well, how be I call you Bridget, and you call me Liam, then? Well, I'd like that Liam.
Very good.
Well, I'd like to seal our friendship with a little gift.
Are you a churchgoer? In my family? You have to be.
Much like mine.
Well, then, you might appreciate this.
It's lovely.
For me? Let me put it on.
Now, you've got to promise me that you'll wear this day and night while I'm here.
Day and night? Well, it's a It's a good luck charm.
We Irish are a very superstitious lot.
Thank you.
[SCHANKE CLEARS THROAT.]
Ah, good evening, gentlemen.
An untimely presence.
Visiting hours are over.
We're going to take a soil sample at the Volack site with Forensics.
You're invited.
Actually, I think I'll let Detective Hellman cover that.
I want to talk to Volack's girlfriend.
We've gone over her statement with you a dozen times already.
Well, sometimes I like to get the sense of a person.
So you're off without me.
So, Hellman, you and the inspector seem to be getting quite cozy.
We're just working together.
Yeah, like Nick and me, right? Just partners.
Nick, did I ever kiss you? If he keeps bothering you, I give you my permission to shoot him.
It wasn't anything romantic.
I was just thanking him for the beautiful gift he gave me.
See? [TIRES SQUEALING.]
[CAR HORN HONKING.]
What the--? Did everybody forget how to drive all of a sudden? Sorry.
A squirrel.
[WHISTLING.]
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYS.]
Take me to the edge Of darkness Last call.
What will it be? Oh, well, just some, uh, information for the moment.
I'm a friend of Nick's.
We don't make any money on information.
Ah, well, lager and lime, then.
I'll have a waitress bring it to you.
There is no stairway To the light There is no answer Heaven knows [EERIE ECHOING.]
$4.
50.
Anything else? Look, I'm a friend of Nick Knight's.
That's nice.
He comes in here.
Do you know him? No.
What are you doing? Miklos! I'm sorry.
There's been a mistake.
Stop him.
He's crazy! You are out of here.
Look, there's been a misunderstanding.
I'm sorry, lass, keep the change.
MIKLOS: Never mind that, my friend.
Now! Heaven knows There is a flower What's that all about? Must be a Jehovah's Witness.
Telephone, please.
Make sure he gets here just before sunrise.
Message for you.
The lady said it was important.
Oh.
Sign me out, Schank, and get this stuff down to the lab.
[TIRES SQUEALING.]
Can I get you a drink, Nicholas? It's nearly sunrise.
That's never stopped you before.
Janette He's in the back room.
[MOURNFUL VIOLIN MUSIC.]
So this is where you've been hiding? I don't hide.
Janette has been kind enough to offer me shelter, as she will you.
The sun has risen.
What do you want? I want nothing from you this time, Nicholas.
I'm here to help you.
The Irishman.
O'Neal.
JANETTE: He knows us.
He can sense our presence.
He has our insight.
How? He was nearly one of us.
A half-drained mortal.
Like the barber.
Except that O'Neal did not taste enough vampire blood.
He never came fully across, and so he became a hunter.
Yes, a hunter who pursues us now.
He pursues you to avenge his family.
Nicholas, I'm doing this for you.
Doing what? Arranging for him to meet our barber friend.
Your mistake.
I want none of this.
Isn't that what you said the last time? When I asked you to kill him for me? Oh, don't worry, Nicholas.
It's all taken care of.
By bringing me here before sunrise.
And by magic.
Mm! Fairy dust.
Just a sprinkle but it's enough to rid us of someone who would destroy us.
Soybean residue.
Does it look familiar? You planted it at the murder scenes to get me to bring O'Neal to your creation.
Clever boy.
COHEN: A processing effluent? HELLMAN: Soybean dust.
Found at both murder sites and on the bodies.
I don't know how we missed it the first time.
Well, now that you've found it, I'd be delighted to know what you think it means.
Well, forensics says the dust has a high water content, and pits that suggest it's several years old.
So wherever it came from hasn't been in operation for a while.
Good a place as any for a killer to go to ground.
Queen's Quay Mill has been closed for at least five years.
Well, then I'd like to take a look, ma'am.
Please, captain, just humor me.
[SIGHS.]
Have Knight or Inspector O'Neal reported in? Not yet.
SCHANKE: Hey, Lipinsky.
If I read Robinson his rights at the station, and not on the scene, do I need a 10-Q form? Yep.
Busy, Schanke? The report's almost done.
It'll be finished tomorrow, okay? Take a break.
Excuse me? I want you to go with Hellman out to the old Queen's Quay Mill.
She thinks she's onto the killer's lair.
Is that a fact? Yeah, well, let her down easy when you don't find anything.
Yeah.
And don't let the dust bunnies bite.
[CHUCKLES.]
Hellman, we're rolling.
Uh, hey, Schanke, wait a minute, will ya? Look, captain, I know this isn't my place, but I really think they should wait for Nick and Inspector O'Neal.
Natalie, we can handle a routine search on our own.
Can we go? LAMBERT: I would really feel a lot better if Nick were with them.
Like the man says, doctor, it's just routine.
I-- I know, I That's right, Nicholas.
You should get some rest.
The wheels are in motion.
There's nothing you can do.
[.]
Nice place to hang out.
Do you think he's in here? Well, there's certainly no shortage of places to hide.
This place is huge! We're gonna be here all night.
Let's split up.
Put the walkies on 4.
[TELEPHONE RINGS.]
KNIGHT: This is Nick Knight.
I'm not in or I'm asleep.
Leave a message.
Don't take it personally.
[BEEPS.]
WOMAN'S VOICE: The customer you're trying to reach is unavailable.
Please try later.
[DIAL TONE.]
Where the hell are you? He'll be up and out by now.
O'Neal can take far more light than we.
It's not O'Neal that worries me.
Yeah.
Thanks.
Anyone seen Detective Hellman? Ah, my favorite M.
E.
What a pleasant surprise.
Spare me your Irish charm, O'Neal.
I need to talk to you.
We linked the killer to a mill down by the lake.
Schanke and Hellman are there right now.
How much do you know? Enough to tell you that we better get the hell down there before the sun sets, and that Nick is on your side.
Well, that's as yet to be proved, but either way, we must go, and there's not enough time to pick up the proper weaponry.
I just hope that you're feeling particularly brave today, doctor.
SCHANKE: Hellman? You scared the hell out of me! Sorry.
Find anything? There's no sign of life.
Me neither.
I'll tell you what.
We'll give it a couple more minutes, and we'll meet up, all right? [CAN CLATTERS.]
Okay, keep in touch.
Will do.
Just not so loud.
Captain, you have to stop them.
They're just following up a lead, Knight.
Take it easy.
Unless there's something you're not telling me.
No, captain, I'm sure they'll be fine.
You had your chance long ago, Nicholas.
It's much too late now.
By the time you find them, they'll be gone.
[LAUGHS.]
Schanke? You know, it's good to hear your voice.
Listen, I'm at a dead end here, and it's getting really dark.
Do you want to pack it in? Well, it's just that You know, I'll tell ya, that Robinson report is looking better by the minute.
We're out of here.
Let's meet up by the car.
[CLANKING.]
Any idea where I begin? We'll split up.
No.
You lock yourself in the car and stay perfectly still.
Oh, that may be the way you do things-- Don't argue, believe me.
You only think you know what you're dealing with here.
[SNARLING.]
SCHANKE: Hellman, what's your 20? [ROARS.]
Hellman, you reading me? Schanke! He's here! Where are you? HELLMAN: Oh, God.
Oh, God.
Oh, my God! [GROWLING.]
[ROARS.]
[GUNFIRE CONTINUES.]
Schanke! Where the hell are you? Schanke! Bridget! Bridget! O'Neal? What are you doing here? I heard shots.
WellI think she must be outside.
Quick, give me the keys to your car.
They're in the ignition.
Right.
Get away from me! [SCREAMING.]
[HELLMAN SCREAMING.]
No! [ROARS.]
O'Neal, get out of there! Get me out! [ANGUISHED ROARING.]
It's done.
I give you my thanks, detective, and my secrecy.
You're not like the rest.
What the hell happened? Perhapsif I'd told you why.
I'm so sorry.
[SIRENS WAILING.]
SCHANKE: II just don't get it.
People are capable of extraordinary feats of strength, as well as callous murder.
Yeah, but to break down those steel doors? Well, there are cases of children lifting cars off their parents.
This is a little extreme.
The extremes of madness, captain, and of evil.
Be glad that you can't make full sense of it.
That tells you that you're human.
I'd like to thank you all for your help.
Any time, inspector.
And, of course, my sincere condolences for the loss of Detective Hellman.
Our killer would still be out there on the streets if it wasn't for her.
That's a fine tribute.
Thank you, chief inspector.
I'm glad it's over.
And Dr.
Lambert, we'll get your car reimbursement to you as soon as the report is filed.
I suggest you have Knight do it.
Tomorrow, captain.
Just give me one more day.
Well, Nick is going to be very sorry he missed you.
He should be in soon.
I'm afraid I have to run.
I have a few things to do before I catch the red-eye home.
Oh, another night traveler.
You know, I would really like to study you.
Is that a fact? Well, I'll never be able to concentrate on the in-flight movie now.
[LAUGHS.]
As much as it pains me I hope we never meet again.
You should not have saved his life.
Lacroix was right.
No.
O'Neal finished something I could have prevented.
He stopped the killing that began because of me.
I'm in his debt.
But it is exactly the same mistake, is it not? There will come a time when you will regret this, Nicholas.
He has found you.
The rest of us.
How long will it be before he forgets how you helped him? Before he returns to hunt us down? [TWIGS BREAKING.]
BRIDGET: Hello, Liam.
Hello, Bridget.
I've been expecting you.
[SNARLS.]
[ARROW FIRES.]
[THUD.]