"Please help me... help..." "somebody please help me." "Somebody please help me." "Please help me." "You're doing a very good thing here, Nancy." "You know the good book says that there is no greater love... than when a man lays down his life for another." "You're my hero, Nancy." "No!" "Okay, easy does it." "That's it." "No!" "No!" "Help!" "Help!" "Somebody help!" "Please help!" "Detective Ferguson." "I need backup." "Send a bus and three units." " Help..." " Is he still here?" " Yeah." " I need you to be quiet." "Look!" "I need you to be quiet... if you wanna get out of here alive." "You understand?" "I heard lots of screaming..." "Be quiet." " Help... me." "Please untie me." " Keep it down." " No, don't leave me here!" " Quiet." "Smile." "Smile." "Oh, yes." "This was for the girls, but I guess it works on cops, too." "Well, good morning, sleepy-head." "How you feeling today?" "I feel alive, that's for sure." "Yeah, you were out for quite some time." "Here." "Were you in my bathroom last night?" "No." "Somebody was." "Uou weren't even supposed to wake up until tomorrow." "Somebody was in my bathroom last night." "It's probably just a bad dream." "I want you to take it easy." "Don't put too much stress on your heart." " Hey, what's wrong?" " He's gonna kill her!" "Lay down, I need you to relax, okay?" "Lie down, and take a couple deep breaths for me, okay?" "Come on." "You need to take it easy or you're gonna tear your sutures apart." " No, I've gotta get out of here." " You're in no condition." " He's gonna kill her!" " In no condition!" "You need to relax." "Lay down for me, would you?" " Nice caretaker, Nicky." " Captain." "Nick, did you get a good look at him?" "No, not really." "I was too busy watching him plunge a needle into my heart." "Are there any more victims?" "Not to my knowledge." "Well, as soon as I get better, I'll get back on the case." "Well, let's hope that's sooner than later, Nicky." "The mother fucker's a real predator." "It's like these killings are pleasure crimes for him." "I got him on the run, now." "Not for long, I guarantee you." "This son of a bitch is gonna set up shop elsewhere and strike again." "Let's not lay around here too long now." " Spare change, sir?" " I don't speak English, asshole." " Oh, ma'am, ma'am..." " I'm sorry, I don't have any." "For a vet." "I'm really cold out at night." " This is all I have." " Gonna get something to eat..." "I greatly appreciate." "Oh, that's very kind, ma'am." "Thank you." "Can't go to the beach because Janice thinks this fence prevent suicides." "Like there's no other place in L.A. County where some idiot..." "This was the bloodiest day for the troops since the conflict began in 2003." "In local news, another Los Angeles woman has gone missing." "Following the pattern of abductions spanning the last few months," "Emily Boxer, a 21 year old college student disappeared last night." "She was last seen in the Huntington Park area." "Police are asking that who have information pertaining to Emily... please contact local police." "Ferguson." "Who is this?" "You have no idea who the fuck you're dealing with." "Who the fuck is this?" "!" "Hey, Nick." "You're looking much better." "Almost back to the old Nick." "That's bullshit and you know it." "Between the codeine pills, the Paxil, I'm a walking chemical plant." "I haven't had a decent night's sleep in weeks." "Yeah, well, we can't have that now, can we?" "Man like you can't be off the hunt too long." "Listen, let's get back down to business." "The son of a bitch struck close to home this last time." "What do you mean?" "My neighbor's kid." "Emily Boxer." "Freshman at Stanford home for the weekend." "Let me guess, five seven, blonde, green sweater, blue jeans." "How the fuck did you know that?" "We just recently released that information to the media." "I saw her last night." "What do you mean, you saw her last night?" "You told me your ass never left the house last night." "I'm gonna tell you something, Captain... and you're probably gonna think I'm crazy for it." "Probably, but no more than usual." "I've been having these visions." "I'm not sure if I'm asleep or awake... but I've been seeing the girls." "After he's finished with them." "Okay, you're pulling my dick, right?" "Because that makes no sense to me at all." "It makes no sense to me either." "But ever since I had this heart surgery..." "I just keep getting these goddamn visions." "I'm just gonna pretend you didn't say that, Nick... and tell you this..." "I need you on the trail of this son of a bitch." "You understand this man's thinking better than any detective." "Let's be realistic about the situation, shall we?" "There's only so much I can handle." "Especially with this new heart." "Come on, Nick." "I need this son of a bitch taken down." "Why you pushing me so hard on this, Captain." "I've put my ass on the line for you many times." "I'm not just spoutin' gibberish here, okay?" "Come on, Nick, read between the lines." "And you owe me, Nick." "So what're you gonna do?" "The Captain told me he was near begging' you to come back." "The captain doesn't understand the concept of retirement." "Come on, man." "I'm sorry." "A lot of crazy shit's been going down lately." "Crazy shit like what?" "You'll think I'm insane." "I've been seeing the faces of the victims... before they're dead." "What?" "Man, are you taking meds, man?" "On and off, yeah." "Makes me feel like shit." "Without your medication you're probably hallucinating." "Yeah, you're probably right." "Bartender, can I get the bill?" "Look, man... if there's anything you need, do not hesitate to give me a call, man." "Yeah." "It'll be good to see you around my office again." "I'm out of here, man." "Get your shit together." "A Jack." "Is this seat taken?" "Help yourself." "Can I buy you a drink." "A diet coke is fine, please." "A diet coke as well." "Following the case much?" "Very closely." "Here." "Thank you." "Name is Nick." "Kathryn Rose." "You were saying?" "It's hard not to follow the case." "All those innocent girls dying at the hands of that ruthless murderer." " What's that look for?" " You can see." " See what?" " Do you hear them too, Nick?" " Hear who?" " The cries... at night." " I don't know where you're going..." " It's the cries of the dead." "Sure they didn't spike that drink of yours?" "Don't be alarmed by me, Nick." "I'm a psychic." "What, now you're looking for new business?" "I get the visions, too." "I see the girls after they've been murdered." "Sometimes even before." "You've been blessed with a gift also." "Wait... you're saying you see the girls in your visions." "In your dreams." "Jesus Christ." "I thought I was going insane." "Well, you're the psychic." "What does it mean?" "You have a direct entrance way into the realm of the spirit worlds." "Use it to your advantage." "Maybe you'll figure out a way to stop this animal." "Lady, how'd you even know I was working the case?" "I'm drunk off my ass, so take your bullshit elsewhere." "Do you have another explanation for what's been happening to you?" "You stay the fuck away from me, lady." "You hear?" "In here!" "You have beautiful eyes." "Hello." " Bradley." " Captain." "Hey, Nick." "You still among the living?" "For now." "Given it some thought." "I want in." "You're sounding kind of like you're in the same shape you was in before." "Why don't you get some rest?" "I've got you covered." " Who's working the case?" " Hang on." "Jenkins is gonna handle it." " Jenkins?" " What are my options?" "I can hand you this guy on a silver platter." "What, more visions, Nick?" "You sound like you're combining your favorite drink with those pills." "Bradley, you said it yourself..." "I've gotten closer to this fucker than anyone else has." "Now, Youngblood's looking at the evidence found at the chamber." "He's getting back to me today." "How'd you get authorizaion for him to do more tests?" " I've got my methods." " Your methods?" "I should remind that mother fucker who writes his checks." "Look, am I in or not?" "I'll go it alone on this one if I have to." "All right, you're in, but find this mother fucker fast." "What's up, Doc?" "Slick Nick." "How you doin'?" "Good, good." "What have you got for me?" "Well, I've examined the last victim's remains." "This guy was very thorough, that's for sure." "Leaves nothing to tip himself off." "So, why'd he bury the bodies?" "To cover his tracks." "Take a look at how smooth the bones are." "Feel them." "Slicker than cat shit." "It's like from a skeletal model rather than a real person's." "What's this?" "Some of the remains show evidence of a caustic substance... but its burning the boans removes any chance for a chemical match." "That's all you got?" "I don't have his address or home phone number, but I'm getting close." "All right." " Can you give me a minute?" " Sure." "Why are you burning the bodies?" "What're you hiding from us?" "What're you keeping?" "Keeping." "Doc?" "Can you have a look at this?" " Bone saw marks." " That's what I thought." "Bastard's cutting them up and he's taking the organs." "Well, I'll be." "That's why he's burning the bodies to hide the evidence." "I want you to test those marks against every saw known to man." "I'm on it." "Who are you?" "Where did you slip?" "Tell me why you're here this time." "Mandatory follow up?" "I don't know." "Why don't you tell me why you really think I'm here?" " We wanna help you." " How?" "By telling me I'm an obsessive-compulsive?" "Or is it a delusional manic-depressive this week?" "Tell me about Jessica." "Let's not go there, shall we?" "Why not?" "Nick, you lost your wife." "We can't help you if you won't let us." "Why don't you just up my Prozac?" "No, we need to talk about it." "Forget it." "Rachel, yeah, send in my next patient." "I know his hour isn't up yet, just do what I tell you." "This is my hour." "Then why don't you spare me the tough cop routine?" "And, of the record?" "You touch me again and I'll rip your arm off." "Now you got my attention, Doc." "Tell me about Jessica." "That asshole blew her brains out all over the kitchen." "What's left to say?" "Sometimes I still find memories of her... like a hair in the blanket in the closet... or under the bed." "It says you're having dreams." " Are you dreaming about her." " No." "They're not dreams, Doc." "They're, uh, visions." "I've been seeing the girls after they're killed." "How often?" "Every night." "Nick, are you drinking when you take your meds?" "Let's not go through that as well." "What does my profile say?" "Burgeoning alcoholic?" "You can't combine alcohol and antidepressants." "That is what's giving you these dreams." "You know, you fucking people amaze me." "You get us hooked on the chemical, then you tell us what happens to us." "Listen to me." "These visions are nightmares... induced by the effects of alcohol and Prozac." "These visions are real." "It's not the booze and it's not the pills." "Now, if you had a stitch of talent, you'd wanna know about 'em." "So you can take your hour and shove it up your ass." "It's nicer during the day." "Hello?" "Can I help you with something?" "In here!" "Would somebody help me!" "Help me!" "Bradley, I'm not going crazy." "This shit really happened." "I'm beginning to wonder if I made a mistake by placing you on this case." " Now you're second-guessing me?" " No, Nick, it's just..." "look, you need your head thoroughly examined." "Dr. Allbright informed me about your last session." "I know you wanna catch this guy, but your health comes first?" "Better not be saying you're pulling me from the case." "Do me a favor, Nick." "Go get some rest, huh?" "I'm busting my ass to solve this case and this is the thanks I get?" "Look, Nick..." "If I can't talk to you about this, then who can I talk to?" "Nick, my door is always open for you." "I just wanna see the old Nick back in action." "There's no harm in that, right?" "So what exactly are we looking for?" "Whatever it is, there's something not right in here." "You better not be setting me up, Kathryn." "Doesn't look like much of a transportation company." "Kathryn, how'd you know that was in there?" "I'm just trying to help." "What exactly are you getting out of this?" "It's the right thing to do, isn't it?" "You and I both get visions that are tied to this case." "We're connected in a way that no one else can understand." "If I get premonitions that can help solve these crimes... you're the only one I can turn to." "What're you afraid of, Nick?" "You're the psychic." "You tell me." "You're afraid of loss... because of the way you lost your wife." "Don't fucking go there." "Everyone experiences lost, Nick... but not everyone experiences love... which is what made your wife's death more tragic." "But no matter what you believe... it wasn't your fault." "I'm not discussing this any further." "Running away doesn't put any more distance between you and the past." "Detective Ferguson." "I need a CSI unit down here at Huntington Park." "A report just arrived this morning." "You've got impeccable timing." "And I know who the remains belong to as well." "What're you trying to do my job, too?" "Just read it, will you, Doc?" "Victim, Emily Marie Boxer." "Address 1150 Seward Street." "Are you sure?" "How did they call it?" "Dental records were a spot-on match." "Captain's gonna be shittin' bricks." "I don't know who leaked it to the press." "Certainly not one of my people." "Listen, you don't have to tell me that, all right?" "We've gotta run some quick damage control on this!" "Yeah, Roland, my best man has a good lead." "We're on this prick's scent." "Yeah." "I understand, Roland." "Yes." "Goodbye." "Fucking media." "How did they find out it was Emily before you did?" "I dunno." "Youngblood only got the file this morning." "Those fucking leeches." "They'll sell information for anything." "I think they fucking enjoy this shit." "Bradley, make it good." "It's Youngblood, Captain." "I need to find Nick." "Fine." "Hang on." "Nick." "Youngblood." "Ferguson." "I hope the Captain knows the media leak did not come from me." "Nah, he knows you didn't leak it to the media." "Thank God." "I forgot to tell you." "We've done the legwork on those surgical saws." "What have you got for me?" "I can't say you're gonna like it." "We've got nothing." "How difficult is it to trace the origin of a surgical saw?" "More difficult than I thought, buddy." "Seems the cuts left by each brand of blade are nearly identical." "We'd have to have the suspect blade to compare it." "Even then, it could take weeks." " Thanks, Doc." " I'm sorry, buddy." "Let me guess..." " another dead end, right?" " I'll keep working on it." "I hope this working on it has nothing to do with your visions." "How did you find Emily's remains, anwyay?" " I've got my sources, Captain." " Your sources." "The press has its vultures planted here leaking information." "Your sources had better be air fucking tight." "Since when do you not trust me, Captain?" "Oh, I trust the real Nick." "It's this drugged-up deluded Nick that I've got questions about." "You're gonna take that shrink's word over mine?" "Oh, come on, Nick." "Nobody's put you on leave, right?" "Look, Nick... word is you're losing it, man." "Captain, I'm in this guy's head." "I don't know why..." "I don't know how, but I'm there." "I just need a bit more time." "That's something we're running out of." "The number is not in service and there is no new number." "Please check the telephone directory for the right number." "This is a recording." "When a person dies before their time... especially an unjust dead... their spirit remains earthbound until they can find peace and move on." "That's what's happening here." "I need your help." "Did you see or hear anything else at all in your visions." "He goes by many names." "But several women in my visions have called him Teddy." "Search for Dr. Ted or Teddy, with malpractice suits... or had his license revoked in the last five years." "Okay, got it." "Hold on." "But what makes you so sure this guy's a doctor?" "Just call it a hunch." "Detective Ferguson, right?" "Thank you for your time, Dr. Nichols." "What's this about?" " About a malpractice suit..." " That's been settled." "It's been years, Detective Ferguson." "Why bring up ancient history?" "Yeah." "It has been years, hasn't it?" "But a patient of yours had a kidney removed without permission." "She lived... and I no longer assume any medical capacity." "Aren't you the head doctor here at the Sunshine facility?" "I'm the head administrator." "I make no medical decisions here." " Your patients thank you, Doctor." " We're done here." "Any further discussion will be with my attorney present." "Understand?" "Hey!" "What are you doing?" "Get your God damn hands off me!" " Say it again to my face." " You're crazy!" "You may well just be right." "Thanks for your time." "Dee, Dee, Dee, don't sweat it." "Look, this Kennison guy never returned any of my calls." "I'm checking out his address." "It's 5609 Soto Street." "If you don't hear from me soon, send some backup." "We meet again." "No heart this time." "I'm gonna finish it this time." "Stay right where you are." "What's that smell?" "Did you smell that?" "So what's it gonna be?" "It's your call." "You want me that bad, you're gonna have to blow us both to Hell." "Can you take that shot?" "Come on." "Show me what you got." "Show me." "Boom." "Don't you fucking test me, asshole." "You already failed that test ten years ago, detective." "Remember, it was like this." "That guy held a gun to your wife's temple... but you were too chickenshit to take the shot." "You remember that, detective?" "Don't you fucking test me, asshole!" "You wanted to see me, Captain?" "So, what did the doctor say?" "Couple scrapes." "A few stitches." "Patched me up pretty good." "I can still use the arm." "Is that it?" " Looks like you read the report." " Yeah, fuckin' a I read the report." "You lost him again." "Tell me something I don't know." "Jesus Christ, Ferguson, that's twice now." "Have you seen the news?" "Matter of fact, I haven't found the time." "Well I'm beginning to feel the heat." "We all got problems, Captain." "All right, listen to me." "If someone's gotta get fucked here..." "I'm gonna be the one doing the fucking, okay?" "The chief is crawling up my ass, Nick." "The man wants to launch an investigation into this department." " So let him." " Let him?" "Since when did you give a shit about these ass-kissing politicians?" "I have a family, Nick." "I've got two twins about ready to go to college... and I've got two other mouths to feed." "This shit's gotta work out for me." "Let's stop dicking around here then, shall we?" "Ferguson!" "Sit down." "How many times have I bailed you down, Nick?" "Don't think I don't appreciate it, Captain." "After Jessica was murdered... you tried to drink your way to the bottom of every bottle you could find." "After your brutal arresting sprees... where you seemed to blame every perp for killing Jessica." "I arrested and convicted more perps in this department." "At what cost, Nick?" "I had to pick up the pieces after you knocked that kid's teeth out." "You didn't knock that kid's teeth out." "What you did was perform medieval denistry on him for petty theft!" " I ought to take you off this case." " Excuse me?" "I can't take the fall for you anymore." "Have I ever let you down?" "Then just give me another shot!" "Not this time, Nick" " I found the fucking guy!" " And you fucking lost him!" "Again!" "Fine." "Then I'll go it alone." "Nobody above you needs to know." "Ferguson!" "We're not finished yet." "I need your badge, Nick." "I've been ordered to suspend you." "Your badge, Nick." "Aren't you forgetting something?" "How long?" "Until you stop trying to avenge Jessica's death." "Go on home, son." "Heal up." "Let it go." "Jesus, Kathryn." "You almost gave me a heart attack." "I'm sorry." "I thought I'd surprise you." "Yeah, well, you did." " How'd you get it?" " The door was open." "How're you feeling?" "We need to talk." "I've been suspended." "I'm on my own now." "I'm here for you." "Did I say something wrong?" "No, no." "My wife, she had a lot of similar qualities to you." "Those we love never die." "She's still with you, Nick." "Never left." "I'm sure she believed in you like I believe in you." "Yeah." "I couldn't protect those girls." "I couldn't protect her." "Don't lose your faith." "Once that's gone, you'll lose yourself in the process." "You even sound like a shrink." "Therapy's not a bad thing, Nick." "Who are you?" "Really." "Where'd you come from?" "Fate led me to you." "Just out of curiosity, and I hope you don't mind me asking this... but why are you putting so much faith in me?" "You can't turn your back on this case, Nick." "Why not?" "The voices will intensify and drive you insane." "You can't escape them." "They'll eat at you every day and destroy everything that you are." "You really think you know who I am, don't you?" "If you don't finish this, they'll never leave you alone." " Jesus, Nick!" "It's me!" " Shit!" "I think I shit my pants." "Too close, Youngblood." " Where the fuck's your car?" " I took the bus." "Those morons from the lab they see me with you?" "This partnership comes to an unhappy close." "All right, what'd you bring me?" "You didn't have enough DNA on the manakins to run a full test." "Those morons investigate the crime scene." "They're idiots." "Then I go in and I get the real evidence." " How'd you do that?" " I've got my methods." "You don't think I've learned a few things from you?" "The old Nick, maybe." "The old Nick?" "Maybe you need to snap out of it." "Twenty matches?" "You're saying he has at least twenty different victims." "That's just the tip of the iceberg." "He's been doing it for years." "Who knows how many?" "Mabel Kennison." "Is that?" "Teddy's mother." "Her death certificate and accompanying report." "And I haven't even told you the sickest shit yet." "The head is Mabel's, too." "You're fucking kidding me." "No, read it." "It's all there." "It says here she died of natural causes." "She was buried, body intact, favorite wool suit... gold necklace." " Pretty standard burial." "So what?" " So what?" " Can I have some of that?" " Yeah." "So... he goes to his mother's grave the night she's buried... 'cause the head would decay if he didn't get it in time... digs up her body, opens the coffin... and cuts off her fuckin' head." "Then takes it..." "And puts it in formaldehyde to preserve it." "Exactly." "Fuck me." "Me too." "So, you get the pattern, Slick?" "This guy's not too nice to the people in his circle." "You need to watch your back." " Thanks for meeting me here." " Meeting?" "What meeting?" " Cheers." " Cheers." "What are you doing?" "Shit." "Shit." "Surprise!" "Surprise!" "Surprise!" "Surprise!" "Don't you like a good surprise party, detective?" "You been looking for me, detective." "Well, here I am." "Go ahead!" "Do it!" "I'm gonna do it, detective, but we're gonna have some fun first." " Fuck you!" " Not that kind of fun, detective." "I've got a little surprise for you." "You stay right there, okay." "We're gonna have us a slumber party!" "Goodnight, sweet prince." "This is gonna be fun." "Real fun." "Save the children... save the children... it's okay." "We're going to save the children." "This is a good thing." "We're gonna save the children." "Let's wake our guest up, shall we?" "Hello?" "Hello, wakey." "Wakey, wakey." "Wakey wakey wakey wakey wakey." "Hey, good morning to ya." "Hello, there." "Look here, you do this, and I'll fucking..." "No, I don't think so." "No!" "What am I thinking?" "I lost my head." "We, Wendy, have to be on our best behavior." "Remember that." " You sick son of a bitch." " We have to have good manners." "You're not gonna get away with this!" "You don't think so?" "I beg to differ." "I'll prove it to ya." "I'm sorry Wendy... but... we have to prove a point, here." "Are you watching this?" "You know, without teeth, they can't identify the body." "Do one more?" "Okay." "Look at this." "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, we'll get the rest of 'em later." "What, didn't your mother pay enough attention?" "My mother?" "You don't bring my mother into this." "You leave my mother out of this." "Leave my mother alone." "You hear that?" "My mother loved me!" "My mother loved me!" "She loved me!" " So now you're playing God?" " No." "Not God." "Maybe the son of God." "Aren't we all sons of God?" "The work we're doing here." "We will save millions and millions of lives all over the world." "All over the world." "She's doing her part." "I'm doing mine." "What are you going to contribute?" "A kidney, maybe?" " No!" "Fuck!" " What?" "Look at that." " Mother fucker!" " That's it." "Perfection." "You know that child that needs a kidney in Africa?" "Well, I am a god to her." "I am a god to her." "There we go." "And God said let there be light." "Look at that." "That's beautiful." "It's all working." "Such wholeness." "You can cut a liver up four or five times and save five children." "You can do that." "Did you know that?" "With one liver from one slut you can save five children in Africa." "I got some major shit brewing'." "I'm talkin' some good shit." "Shoot." "I just received a phone call from a doctor who worked with Teddy Kennison." "The two met at med school, and he knows the guy like the back of his hand." "And?" "I'm meeting up with him to get the lowdown on this guy." "All right, keep me informed." "Absolutely, Captain." "You got it." " Hey, hey, Dee?" " Yeah?" "You talk to Nick today?" "Nah, I haven't heard from him." "Why?" "Is everything cool." "Yeah, yeah, it's probably nothing." "I just had a conversation with one of your colleagues." "He's gonna pay us a visit shortly." "Who is it?" "You'll know soon enough." "I'll make sure he stops by to say hello." "And in case you're wondering, detective." "I'm gonna remove the rest of her teeth after the acid bath." "It's just a matter of time, Teddy." "You know that, right?" "They're closing in as we speak." "Good, although by the time they get here there won't be anything left." "I hear arson is a bad problem in this neighborhood." "And sadly, that's what we're gonna have to do." "Burn it all to the ground." "What a waste." "You know, detective... you and me have a lot in common." "Although you chase the bad guys and I run from the cops... it's all about the details, isn't it?" "Attention to detail." "That's bullshit and you know it." "We're nothing alike at all." "I'm sorry you feel that way." "Details." "We'll chat later." "Remember, I'm expecting a guest later." "Doctor Clark?" "Detective Danielson." "Dr. Clark." "Hello?" "Dr. Clark?" "Nick!" "What the fuck, man?" "I've got you!" "You're next." "This is it." "This is the moment you've been waiting for." "It's useless." "Relax yourself, my boy." "Somebody's gonna get that heart of yours." "Someone's gonna get that heart of years." "Wait a minute." "That's not even your heart, is it?" "You can go fuck yourself." "I'll remember you said that while I watch you draw your last breath." "Stay the fuck where you are." "Captain, it's Nick." "Yeah, I got him." "1199." "Yeah, everyone." "1030 Vignes Street." "This guy was no ordinary madman." "Tell me something I don't know." "He was one sick fuck." "We found the lab computer, which Teddy kept clean." "Then we found the laptop buried in one of those store rooms." "What was on it?" "Some guys like to do their Jack the Ripper impersonation." "Not our guy." "He was a key member of an organ theft conspiracy." "He would sell the organs to hospitals in the region and all of the world." "Teddy... clearly OCD... kept detailed records all in code." "He would track whose organs they took and where they would go." "Once we cracked the code, we matched the records with missing persons." "Emily Boxer, Wendy Simmons, Kathryn Rose." "What is it, Slick?" "I know." "It's tough to see that many faces, isn't it?" "This can't be." "What?" "You know her?" " You sure about her?" " Yeah." "Dental records were a match." "How did you know this Kathryn Girl, anwyay?" "I just do." "Did." "Well, it's funny." "'Cause we were able to trace some of her organs back to general." "They type-matched her DNA with a heart donated by a Jane Doe... on October 31, last year." "That's Halloween." "Jesus, that's rich." "What day?" "October 31." "You were admitted the same day... and you had the same blood type." "You..." "you have her heart." "Jesus..." "what are the odds of that?" "Vegas, baby." "All the way." "So, just how far does this conspiracy go?" "Not sure yet." "Teddy's discs led straight to the buyer... and he's singing like a canary." "That bitch-ass mother fucker's lucky I'm not in front of him." "Yeah, well." "He named three hospitals as his primary customers." "Busy trying to match names with any records they may have on file." "You know I talked to the chief." "That silly-ass son of a bitch is fucking ecstatic." "You know what, Captain?" "You got a filthy mouth." "I'm working on a recommendation for you, don't you?" "What for?" "Being mauled twice or being suspended?" "That's all water under the bridge Ferguson." "You got our man, right?" "I don't know how you did it and I really don't give a shit." "You got our man." "Here is to Lieutenant Nicholas Ferguson." "I insisted on your promotion." "You're going to be heading up a newly-formed investigative unit." "And I've been thinking that maybe you..." "Nick?" "What's on your mind, buddy?" "I can't do this anymore, Captain." "I'm outta here." "I'm resigning my commission." "Effective when?" "Effective immediately." "You know, this is all you know, Nick." "What the Hell you think you're gonna do now?" "I don't know." "Subtitles by LeapinLar"