Millennium (1996) s03e20 Episode Script

Oh, crap.
Damn! Is something wrong? Eight, seven, six.
Five, four, three.
- Bo? - He's back.
Bo! What you got, Bo? Come on, Bo.
Keep away from him when he's acting like that.
Yeah, Bo.
What you got there? You ever imagine you'd be coming back here as an FBI agent? Military dad.
We moved every year.
My basic assumption was I'd never come back at all.
That's it.
That's it.
That was our house.
- You wanna stop? - No.
No.
I think that was the perfect amount of nostalgia for me.
Actually, that's not true.
I liked this place.
I really did.
So did my sister, Melissa.
That was before You know, when she was still alive.
Yeah.
It's hard to believe little Tommy Briggs is sheriff now.
You were friends? I think he had a crush on me.
He broke two of my fingers.
We haven't spoken since third grade and now it's about this.
So? - Who is she? - We don't know yet.
That's the whole reason I sent that foot to the Bureau.
I didn't need a visit.
Just an ID.
We didn't feel it would be wise to wait.
Scratch marks on the tibia indicate the amputation was postmortem.
Compression bruise and puncture wound occurred before death.
From some kind of metal restraint.
- What does that mean? - Highly evolved ritual.
- In all likelihood, he's killed before.
- In his 30s.
Intelligent.
He's employed.
And a local.
Whoa You say he's done this before, but we've never had anything like this.
Nothing.
How do you know the foot didn't fall off a passing truck? Well, it was buried shallow enough for a dog to dig up.
In our experience that means that the offender knew the area well.
Experience? You see a lot of this? The deceased was female, 16 to 23.
Caucasian, five-five to five-eight.
Average weight, type O positive blood.
Marijuana traces were found in tissue samples.
The tattoo on her ankle may be the Gator, mascot of Everglades University.
Less than a month old.
She was college age, so we're polling tattoo parlours near campus.
- What do we do in the meantime? - We extracted sand from one of the toenails.
It was a mixture of commercially quarried sand and river sediment.
Sounds like Alahela State Park.
Emma.
This is Gerry Neilson.
Runs the place.
You've got questions, he'll have the answers.
- Gerry, this is Emma Hollis and Frank Black.
- Hi.
I'm havin' a hard time with what Tom's tellin' me here.
We'll need any records you have.
People who paid parking fees, admissions.
The problem is that we don't even officially open until Memorial Day, so I got nothin'.
The victim was probably by herself.
The offender may have approached her here.
It's a very popular place.
- I want this place cordoned off.
- What for? He watched her from here.
Became aroused.
There's genetic evidence.
I learnt to swim here.
The FBI told me, but I didn't believe 'em.
- What? - That you'd amaze me.
You and your partner.
I have to say, I don't like what I'm hearing, though.
Welcome to the real world.
It's not the real world.
Not around here, it isn't.
Emma, look at this.
New listing in missing persons.
Jan McCall, age 20.
Returning to Everglades after Easter vacation in Michigan with family.
Distinguishing marks - alligator mascot tattoo, left ankle.
Damn.
Driving a red 1975 Datsun 280Z, Michigan licence 879 GMH.
Found abandoned at Dewey's Market ten days ago.
It came here late last week.
Local expired plates didn't match the VIN.
Was it in this condition? Well, actually, we sold the battery and the radio.
Took the seats out.
The usual stuff.
You need to check every car in this yard, looking back however many years, trying to find mismatches between licence plates and ID numbers.
- Why? - Because there may be others.
It's not a sex offender.
It has to be law enforcement.
There.
- You got something? - Yeah.
Gerry? I'm sure we'll get a match for the stains at the lifeguard station.
Yeah, well, I'm not so sure.
It sounds nothing like him.
And if you're saying he killed that girl, you're barking up the wrong tree.
Believe me.
I know the guy.
Yeah, I saw her at the lake.
She headed off south somewhere.
Your fingerprints were on her car door, Gerry.
- That's what this is about? She's the one? - What did they tell you? That I'm a suspect.
They wanna search my house.
I've got nothin' to hide, so I said fine.
I saw her drinking beer down at the beach.
I wanted to make sure that she could still drive, so I went up to talk to her when she went to leave.
This is crazy, Tom.
Hey! I want it noted that I'm allowing you to search my house voluntarily.
It's noted.
I want an apology when this whole thing is over with.
This is complete BS! He talked to the girl.
That's why his prints are on the door.
- That's what he says.
- Do you know what you're doing? - Making allegations based on nothing.
- It's not nothing.
You're ruining a man here.
He's finished whether you find something or not.
We'll find something.
You'd better be right.
Hollis.
Four? Beginning when? Send the photos to us.
Thank you.
My office matched four cars in the wrecking yard to missing women.
- All in their 20s.
All from out of state.
- Four? Yeah.
Over the past six years.
He'd never get away with that many locals, so he preyed on outsiders.
You don't know this guy.
It's just just not possible.
Bedroom's clean.
There's nothing anywhere in the house.
Check outside.
- So what did you find? - Nothing.
- Nothing.
Just like I said.
- We'd like you to come down to the station.
- You found nothing, so now I'm guilty? - Simmer down.
Everything will be OK.
This is wrong! Why aren't you saying something? Look.
Whatever questions you have, you can ask here.
No questions.
We want a blood test.
For a DNA match with the semen stains found at the lifeguard house.
That That has nothing to do with anything.
What are you saying, Gerry? Uh Look In the wintertime, the girls, they're they're all bundled up like guys.
And this was the first warm day of the year and the girls were wearing their summer clothes.
Are you enjoying this? - No.
Are you? - Hey! Look, I may live alone, but I'm a regular guy.
No one saw and no one was hurt.
And I sure as hell didn't kill anybody! Look, Tom, tell them.
Tell them I am not what they're saying! I take care of people.
I take care of people.
Especially people in my park.
Check it out.
Check it out.
Everything has been fine.
In my eight years there, there has not been one serious accident in my park.
Check it out.
Thank you for your time.
That's it? You drag me through this and it's "Thank you for your time"? Tom, we'll need you.
Sorry about this, Gerry.
"Sorry"? That's my apology? Damn you people! Damn all you people! Tom! I'm trying to give you the benefit of the doubt.
For Emma's sake.
But you come storming in here and start harassing this citizen.
Based on what? He did it.
I don't know what you want me to tell you.
If you really believe that, why is he out there free? We're watching him.
He knows we're watching him.
For now, it's a stalemate.
Look.
We're probably looking at half a dozen murders dating back over the same number of years.
He's gone undetected until now.
That speaks to the success of his MO.
His attitude right now is cocky.
He's certain.
He knows he's covered his tracks well.
So then, what are you lookin' for? Something that might have passed as an accident.
He's defensive about his park.
If you listen to the language, he's clear.
"There have been no serious accidents in my park.
Check it out.
" He's talking about somewhere outside his park.
Possibly just near his park.
- Look, we're probably looking - Victims' photos arrived from Washington.
Pretty obvious fixation.
This one was first.
Disappeared late summer '93.
Another college-age girl passing through the state.
If she was ground zero, I wanna know everything about her.
- Maybe she wasn't.
- Well, who, then? - Her name was Liddy Hooper.
- There was no investigation? Right.
She drowned.
Local girl.
She was She was 24 when it happened.
To tell you the truth, when I saw them fish her out, I wasn't that surprised.
Why? The girl was very liberated, if you know what I mean.
Druggie.
Kind of a nut.
She was She was pretty lit up the night before we found her.
No autopsy? I guess we're not as suspicious here as people are in some other places.
The manifest says her notebook should be in here.
If it's not, I don't know where it is.
It's been six years.
I thought you said all the victims were from outta town, so they wouldn't be missed.
Was Liddy Hooper missed? So how can you be so sure? I mean, that it wasn't an accidental drowning.
The bruises on her feet are identical to Jan McCall's.
We're gonna need an exhumation order.
Whoa! Shut it down! Shut it down! What would you call this? One of my deputies found this sitting on the common-room table this morning.
Liddy Hooper's notebook.
Gerry Neilson's name is in there.
But so is mine.
I know how that looks, so I'm telling you upfront.
I don't suppose you'd also tell us why her body wasn't in that casket? Far as I know, she was in there when we buried her.
And I don't like the implication.
All of my cards are on the table.
So you had a sexual relationship with Liddy Hooper? I wouldn't call it a relationship.
And I wasn't the only one.
Like I said before, she she was kind of a nut.
She couldn't get enough, if you wanna know the truth.
I mean, look at that.
She kept a list.
July 4th, 1993.
Her last day on earth.
What's Bar None? It's a roadhouse, just past city limits.
I'm goin' out there.
You can help Emma.
Do what? The names in here.
I need to talk to them.
All of them.
Hi.
- What can I get you? - Oh, nothing, thanks.
I'd like to ask you about Liddy Hooper.
My name is Frank Black.
- I'm investigating her death.
- Why? She drowned six years ago.
We think she was murdered.
She was here the night she died.
Anything you could remember would help.
Who she was with.
Liddy was never really with anyone.
Well, I guess you could say she was with everybody.
What's back there? Private room.
Everyone likes to feel exclusive.
Did Liddy work this room? Not pro, if that's what you mean.
She was I don't really know what she was.
And I don't feel really right talking about her.
It's just gossip.
It's not like we were friends.
- Who were her friends? - She had a thing for uniforms.
Cops.
Firemen.
What about Gerry Neilson? The park ranger.
No.
I mean, he comes by, but this isn't exactly his kind of place.
Do you know who she left with that night? Six years ago.
I'm sorry, it could have been anyone.
OK, so my name's in that book, along with everyone else.
Includin' you, Tom.
It was a long time ago.
I'm a married man now.
I just got my one-year chip from AA, OK? Why are you talking to him? I'm asking the questions.
Tom.
You know anything, tell her.
That night, Liddy wanted some prescription painkillers.
Migraine, she said.
I got her some from the ambulance.
I felt pretty bad fishin' her out of the reservoir the next day.
Did you have sex with her that night? No.
The way I remember, she was foolin' around with pretty well everyone but me.
What about Gerry Neilson, the ranger? What about him? I don't even remember if he was there.
So she drowned more than two miles upstream from where her car was found.
Right.
It's in my report.
No, Wayne.
It's not.
- Says right here.
- It says it was found at mile marker 27.
1.
Which means nothing.
Does to anyone from around here.
Doesn't it, Tom? Yeah.
It does.
Look, we've fished bodies out before.
- Seems self-evident.
- How? You tell me how an inebriated woman abandoning her car and staggering two miles upstream is self-evident.
You never know what a drunk will do.
I knew this was gonna happen.
Yesterday you tell me I'm free to go, today you're harassing me again.
We're notjust talking to you, Gerry.
And it's not about the girl with the tattoo.
I wanna ask you about Liddy Hooper.
She died six years ago.
Her body's missing from her grave.
Did you know that? Why would I know that? Just news seems to travel quickly around here.
Is there anything you can tell us about her? I didn't know her very well.
I mean, comparatively speaking.
Really? Because you had a number of dates with her in the months before she died.
Nearly every Saturday.
"Eight o'clock, Gerry Neilson.
" It was eight o'clock in the morning.
They were canoeing lessons.
It wasn't a date.
- You did it.
Didn't you? You killed all of 'em! - I didn't kill anybody.
You whack at yourself in that little guard shed and then you head off I believed you! Get out of here now! - Let's continue.
- See what you've done? My life's ruined here.
And you've no right to hold me.
I won't tell! Don't you dare let your guilt ruin my investigation.
Blame it on that sack of crap.
My conscience is clear.
Yeah.
That's why you held back her notebook.
- I gave you her notebook.
- Six years too late.
I never thought she was murdered.
It seemed like an accident.
How hard did you look, huh? How hard? No autopsy.
No inquiry.
You looked the other way to avoid embarrassment because Liddy Hooper was a throwaway.
That let Gerry Neilson know, loud and clear: Because Liddy Hooper was a throwaway.
That let Gerry Neilson know, loud and clear: "Hey, you wanna kill someone? Just choose your victims carefully.
" And here we are with zip evidence, six murders later.
I won't tell! I won't! Lana, the girl at the bar, said that you were in here earlier today.
- That's right.
- You asked her about me.
About a lot of people.
And she told you that there's no way I could do what you're saying, didn't she? Gerry, you asked to meet me here.
What do you want? I want to let you know that there is no way you're gonna push me outta my town.
I want these people to know you found no evidence in those cars.
No bodies, no nothin'! You just keep turnin' people against me.
That's right.
- I'm the one who told you the truth.
- What happened? What happened to Liddy Hooper? You wanna know? You really wanna know? All right.
Hey! OK! Now, ain't that beautiful, huh? I'm bettin' on this.
Well, yeah.
Well, this right here.
That's my bet.
Right, Liddy? Lot of good that does me.
If I win, my wife's in the next room.
If you win Liddy does Gerry.
I'd like to see that.
I'm in.
Lay off her, huh? Why? I mean it, Wayne.
Leave her alone.
That's what happened and not one of them told you that.
Not Tom, not Wayne, not Lee.
I told you that.
I told you the truth.
- You protected her.
- You ask them.
I believe you.
Did you ever see her again? I found her later on.
She was passed out in her car on the side of the road.
Show me where.
Gerry, you may be the last person that saw her alive.
Come on.
It's important.
- This is where her car was abandoned? - It wasn't abandoned when I came by.
She was still in it, leaning on the steering wheel.
She was passed out? Close enough.
What did she say? Wanted to sleep it off in the car, so I left her.
You can't help someone who doesn't want it.
This is where the killer made contact with her.
He saw her car stopped here.
Pulled to the side of the road.
Probably watched her a long time, not sure at first what he was gonna do.
Just thinking how vulnerable she was.
Nothin' around for miles.
Must have figured out that he could do whatever he wanted.
Anything at all.
No one here to stop him.
So he killed her.
No.
That's not what he wanted.
- What, then? - I can show you.
I've got a list of interviews I'd like to do tomorrow.
I'd like to do them in this order.
Look, Emma.
Hey.
I should have ordered an autopsy on Liddy Hooper.
No question about it.
But I keep asking myself, did I think it was a drowning? And the answer is yes.
I mean, you come blastin' in here and you see all kind of things that I missed.
OK, you were always the smart one, but but you don't know everything.
Not if you think this was some kind of cover-up.
I don't think it was a cover-up.
It's not that.
You've gotta understand South Mills was home.
But you only lived here two years.
I know.
I mean, it was the last good place.
A year after we moved away, my sister Melissa was murdered.
I'm sorry.
You know, coming back here, this crime I'm just angry that it's no different here than what I see everywhere else.
Do you like what you do? What do you mean? Just seems like kind of an odd life.
Lonely.
It could be, I guess, but I do have kind of a partner.
This guy Frank? He's taught me so much.
You know, what I've learned from him, what I see It's just, "How do I feel about it?" and "Do I like what I do?" really isn't that important.
This is it.
This is where he drowned her.
He passed these rings many times before.
Thought about 'em.
He knew just what he was doing.
I won't tell! I won't tell! I promise! I won't tell! She would have.
She would have told.
He must have hated her.
Maybe.
Maybe he was angry at her.
For what she allowed herself to become.
You know, there's something I still don't understand.
Maybe you could help me.
What? He mutilated the last victim.
Cut off her foot.
He carefully disposed of four previous victims.
Then he left a foot, for everybody to find.
Why would he do that? After Liddy, I think he waited for them to come and get him.
He thought that every knock on the door was the sheriff.
But he never came.
And one day he realised that they weren't gonna come.
So he went on to do it again.
And again.
And they could have stopped him.
And they had a chance, but they didn't do anything.
I think he wanted them to know what he had done.
What he carried around inside.
Because they never stopped him.
Show them, Gerry.
Show them where the bodies are.
You know, you called me.
Asked me to meet you at the bar.
We can do it together.
So they know.
Where are the bodies, Gerry? Into the ground we commend the earthly remains of Elizabeth Liddy Hooper.
A child of God whom we did not love as you have asked during her short time on earth.
Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
I know this town never was what I thought it was, or what the people here thought, but you know what it's like when you go to a vacation spot that was sunny, and suddenly it starts to rain, and you feel like you brought the bad weather? Do I know what that feels like? Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
I made this!