( piano plays sad melody )
( sniffs )
♫ Oh, no, what´s this? ♫
♫ A spiderweb and I´m caught in the middle ♫
♫ So I turn... ♫
WOMAN: Linda?
Oh, hey.
What´s the matter?
I´m okay. It´s nothing.
Linda...
People aren´t who you think they are, that´s all.
What are you talking about?
( breathes deeply )
Men, Veronica. You know, the other species?
The ones that lie
and always lets you down?
Mmm. Them.
Listen to me, sound like a bitter, old hag.
It´s fine.
It´s life.
You want to talk about it?
When I get back.
Water my plants for me?
Don´t I always?
Have a safe flight.
Thanks.
Morning, Hot Stuff.
Good morning to you.
Late night last night?
A man´s got to do.
Yeah? Who´s the lucky?
I don´t kiss and tell, you know that.
What do we have here?
All right, we got Linda Schmidt,
32, single, flight attendant.
She lives on East 38th with two roommates.
Both members of the friendly skies.
How long she been gone?
Well, one of her roommates saw her pack up and head out
about 7:00 p.m. night before last,
headed for a late-night flight to Rome.
Never made it to the airport.
NYPD find this car?
Yeah, about an hour ago.
We got a carryon suitcase in the front.
Fresh blood on the back seat,
and a knotted stocking on the front seat.
What´s with that knotted stocking?
Maybe for strangling. Is the blood hers?
Forensics will let us know
in a couple hours.
She was on her way to Kennedy?
How´d she end up down here?
Something happened on the way,
and they dumped the car here.
Oh, something definitely happened.
If that´s her blood, there´s only one question:
where´d they dump the body?
You are such a pessimist.
She could have been assaulted and kidnapped for all we know.
I bet that´s what you told the cops, right?
Yeah. Until a body is found, Linda Schmidt is ours.
Uh, this man she was crying about,
you have no idea who he is?
Look, she was dating somebody recently,
but she didn´t tell me
much about him, and I didn´t want to push.
You never met him?
I don´t even know his name.
Or what he does.
You said earlier
that she left here at 7:00 for a midnight flight.
Is there any possibility that she was stopping somewhere
on the way to the airport?
I don´t think she would have been too into socializing
with the mood she was in. Uh-huh.
Look, our other roommate Walter,
he´ll be back later from Toronto.
He might know more.
Walter? What´s Walter´s last name?
Pagon.
Mmm, she´s in AA.
One day at a time.
So, what do you think about that?
Turning everything over to a higher power?
Hey, like John Lennon says,
"Whatever gets you through the night."
Anything interesting?
Yep. She was on
an Internet dating service.
I´m so grateful
that you people are here, I really am.
But I just don´t understand
how this could be happening.
I mean, do you have any idea
where she might be?
We´re still just gathering information.
But finding her car... now, that´s something, right?
We hope so.
Do you have any idea what she
might have been doing in that area?
Maybe it was this man that she was seeing.
I don´t know.
What man?
It was all just this big secret.
I don´t get it.
She seemed so happy with him.
I saw her just last week
and, I mean, she was in such a good mood.
So, you sure?
Yeah, everything´s great, really great.
So, when am I going to get meet this mystery man?
Oh, we´ll see.
I don´t understand why you won´t tell me anything about him.
I just don´t want to jinx it, that´s all.
Well, as long as you´re happy, I´m happy.
I am.
I really am.
Well, now you at least have to tell me
what he does for a living.
He´s a pilot.
Really? How old is he?
Mom.
All right, I´m sorry.
I´m just interested.
I know you are and I appreciate it.
I just want to be careful.
Do you know when she started seeing this pilot?
I don´t know.
A couple of months, maybe.
I don´t think she could keep a secret from me
any longer than that.
Forensics just came in.
The blood in the car is hers.
And the stocking matches some of the nylons
found in her apartment.
We should get DNA results in a few hours.
How is the wonderful world of Internet dating?
Well, there´s no better way to get to know your victim
than to hear what she has to say
about herself.
LINDA ( on computer ): Well, I think I´m funny,
and charming and sensitive.
And I´m very romantic,
and I love to travel,
and generous and warm.
( laughs )
Oh, God, this is so embarrassing.
This is what I have to look forward to.
I´m going to take one of these out.
What do you think of this:
Uh, Jumpin´ Jack Flash.
Divorced, two kids, bad knee, grumpy workaholic.
It´s a pretty good sell, right?
My husband´s looking better everyday.
Yeah, I´ll bet.
She hasn´t logged on for about nine months.
But she hasn´t canceled her account either.
Maybe she likes getting e-mails.
Well, I got the techs working on it,
but doesn´t look like she´s had any hits.
Not the last few months at least.
How we doing with the pilot?
Danny and Samantha are into it.
We´ll let you know.
We heard she was dating a pilot.
You have idea who that could be?
I don´t know who told you that,
but I don´t buy it.
Why not?
Because it´s a small, small world around here
and that´s very tough to keep quiet.
You know, I heard that you and her
had quite a scene here the other day.
Some people went as far as saying
that it looked like a lover´s quarrel.
You want to tell me about that?
Look...
it´s not for a lack of trying
on my part-- she wasn´t interested.
Not anymore.
Been a while.
Yeah.
You seem pretty good these days.
Yeah, I am. You?
I miss our times together.
Yeah, well, another era.
( chuckles )
You seeing somebody?
Who is it?
Nobody you know.
Now, it´s not serious enough that you and I can´t...
you know.
Oh, Joel.
What? I care about you.
Those days are over.
Why?
You´re married.
You know, you were a lot more fun when you were drinking.
Linda...
It was a stupid thing to do, but I was pissed off.
DANNY: So, you grabbed her arm.
I wanted to apologize.
Always get physical when things don´t go your way?
That wasn´t it.
I...
You love her.
I don´t know.
( chuckles )
Maybe.
LINDA ( on computer ): Oh, okay, that´s it for my qualities.
Okay, pet peeves:
I´d have to say, when a man projects his own issues onto me
that´s definitely one.
When a man is unable to own the feelings which belong to him.
But I guess that´s kind of the same thing, though.
Do you have a list of her checks?
Some. Looking for anything in particular?
Yeah, a shrink.
All right...
Yeah, I think there was one. Let´s see.
Yeah, here´s one made out to
an unspecified Dr. Aaron Morrison.
A hundred bucks, but that was a month ago, nothing since.
What about before that?
Yeah, here we go.
Another one six weeks ago.
Run that through for me, will you?
We got four Aaron Morrisons in New York City.
Business or residential?
Wait a minute.
Let´s check out her cell phone records here.
Yeah, here we go.
She made a call
to an A. Morrison, in Manhattan three days ago.
It was a 35-minute call.
Yep, there´s the match.
( phone ringing )
( answering machine ): You´ve reached the office
of Dr. Morrison, Clinical Psychologist.
I´m either with a patient or out of the office.
Sometimes I know a thing or two.
Should I sit, or should I lie down?
Whatever makes you comfortable.
It´s been many years since I´ve done this.
Perhaps I should, uh, consider doing it again.
Well, I think everyone ought to,
but then I´m biased.
What can I do for you, Agent Malone?
I need to ask you some questions about Linda Schmidt.
Has something happened to her?
She´s been missing for two days.
We found her car
with blood in it.
Oh, my God.
Could you tell me about the last time that you saw her?
Um...
I saw her for a session a month ago.
A month ago.
And, uh... what did she speak about?
I´m sorry, I would like to help you,
but you know that anything that´s said inside here
is entirely confidential.
Yes, I understand.
But I think there are some questions that I can ask,
especially under the circumstances.
Try me.
Where there any men in Linda´s life
that would present a danger to her?
No. Not that I can think of.
Any women?
No.
Was she a danger to herself?
No.
Even if she´d started drinking again?
Any alcoholic would be.
Did she ever talk to you about the new man in her life?
I´m sorry. That one I can´t answer.
We know that she called you
three days ago, and that you had a 35-minute conversation.
Can you tell me what that was about?
Was she in trouble?
Was it an emergency?
There´s nothing in that phone call that I can repeat to you.
I´m sorry
I would like to help you more.
Well, if there is anything
that you do think you can say to us...
please give me call.
I will.
Thank you, Doctor.
Thank you.
Hey, Viv.
Check this out.
This is Linda Schmidt´s credit card charges.
This just came in.
The Eon Hotel bar.
She closed her tab at 11:45 p.m.
the night she disappeared.
11:45. She wasn´t planning on catching that flight.
She´s having guy troubles,
blows off her job,
heads out for a night on the town.
And that bar is a major pick-up place.
How would you know?
I hear things.
Twenty-four dollars.
Doesn´t sound like she was drinking 7-Up.
Not unless she was drinking six of them.
Wait a minute.
Where is the Eon?
East 27th Street.
There was a woman, same age as Linda,
murdered three weeks ago.
She was last seen at the Platinum Hotel bar.
Yeah, it´s right around the corner from the Eon.
Homicide, homicide, homicide...
Here it is.
Jessica Weaver, strangled with a...
knotted stocking.
Same age, same physical type.
NYPD never found the killer?
Says here it´s still open.
Wow.
JACK: First victim was Jessica Weaver.
29 years old, single, brown hair,
five-five, medium build.
Not unlike Linda Schmidt.
DANNY: What about her background?
Let´s see.
She was a marketing executive at Vedder´s Publishing downtown.
Lived on the Upper West Side.
Time share in the East Hamptons.
Lost of friends, pretty outgoing.
That´s not like Linda at all.
Well, if he´s cruising the bars
their personalities may have nothing to do
with why he´s choosing them.
This could be cruising of a different kind.
The NYPD believes that Jessica Weaver
met her killer on the Internet.
Not the same Web site as Linda´s,
but we have our techs cross-referencing the activity
to make sure there´s no overlap.
When was Weaver´s body found?
The next day,
in the East River.
We´ve added extra boats there and to the Hudson.
This doesn´t rule out the pilot.
No, we will be investigating on two fronts.
Martin and Viv, I´m going to go talk to the third roommate.
You two have a meeting with the NYPD at the Eon in 15 minutes.
I want you to work on
the serial killer angle.
Who´s our contact?
Eric Keller.
This should be interesting.
Special Agent Taylor.
Special Agent Spade.
Greetings.
Eric.
It´s been too long. You´ve, uh, you´ve been missed.
So, what can you tell us?
We think the killer found his first victim on the Internet.
Invited her around the corner to the Platinum,
and at some point, he managed to slip
Rohypnol into her drink.
And from there, she was history.
Roofie. Sounds like a classy guy.
I want to talk to the bartender.
I´ll let you guys catch up.
You look good.
Let your hair grow.
What can you tell me
about Jessica Weaver´s Internet dating?
We´ve had an undercover unit on it the last few weeks.
Put profiles in all the big dating services,
hoping to draw the guy out.
Maybe get a print on a cocktail glass,
run it against what we´ve got.
Any luck?
Actually, we´ve been too lucky.
Our ladies have had more dates
in the last two weeks than all of them combined
in the last two years. Got a list for me?
Ooh.
Very official.
Can you get me a bit more background
on any of these guys?
I´ll see what we can do.
Okay.
You know...
you don´t look too bad yourself.
Thanks.
But for a detective, your investigating skills
are pretty poor.
I didn´t let my hair grow; I cut it.
Yeah.
I´m going to go talk
to the bartender.
I´ll-I´ll take the waitresses.
You did not have to do that.
Sure, I did.
Oh, God.
What do you got from the bartender?
He says he doesn´t remember seeing her.
He´s in the back,
hunting down her credit card receipts.
Good.
She never closed out her tab and left her card.
But you closed her out
at 11:45. I don´t remember.
I mean, I must have looked around
and seen she wasn´t here and ran it through.
I mean, it happens all the time.
I got a stack of cards back here.
All right, thanks.
What´d she have to drink?
Two martinis.
She must have been wasted.
Off two drinks?
Well, if she´s been clean for a whole year,
half a beer could get her in a hell of a lot of trouble.
Well, If she´s in some kind of trouble,
I can tell you who did it.
I´m all ears.
We were coming out of the museum--
this was three days ago--
when out of nowhere, this woman accosts her.
Hey, you bitch!
You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Excuse me?
( chuckles )
Oh, I know all about you.
Little girl lost
with her alcohol problem and her daddy complex.
Who are you?
You´re sleeping with my husband, you bitch.
That´s who I am.
Your husband?
I don´t know what you´re talking about.
You better stay the hell away from him.
Do you understand?
She had no idea
the man she´s been seeing is married.
Who is he? I don´t know.
And she wouldn´t tell me. I mean, I didn´t even know
until that moment that she was involved
with anyone. Could he have been a pilot?
Yeah, sure.
That happens all the time.
We believe that the man responsible
for Linda´s disappearance has already killed one woman.
Oh, no.
Now, I´m going to need your help, Dr. Morrison.
Well, I already told you.
I´d like to help, but...
I´ll tell you what.
Why don´t we... do this?
Why don´t I tell you what I know
or I suspect?
And if I´m on the wrong track,
you can refute it.
But if you remain silent, I will take that
as a confirmation.
All right.
We can try that.
Thank you.
There days ago, Linda was confronted
by the wife of her lover...
who is a pilot...
but is not Joel Landis,
who she used to have an affair with.
She had no idea
that this other man--
this pilot-- was married,
until that day.
We´ve also discovered that she was involved
in an Internet dating service.
I´m assuming that the two of you talked about that.
We also believe that she had
no real contact with this service for at least
the last nine months.
( clears throat )
I will assume, then that the...
trauma of discovering that this man was married
made her get in touch with the man
that she´d been corresponding with
from the Internet service
nine months ago.
I think that is very...
possible.
Okay, Dr. Morrison, what I have here
is a list of the men
that we are investigating as possible suspects.
Now, what I´m going to do
is, I´m going to read each one aloud.
Now, if you´ve never heard the name before, just say no.
But if you recognize a name, remain silent.
William Forest.
No.
James Earland.
No.
Michael Spitz.
No.
Richard Morgan.
Thank you, Dr. Morrison.
You´ve been very helpful.
I hope you realize that if you do apprehend this man,
I can´t testify against him.
I can guarantee you that your role in this will be protected.
Thank you.
Hey. Hey.
I talked to Keller. You´re going to stand in for his cop
and rendezvous with Richard Morgan tonight at the bar.
Okay.
Your screen name is...
"Georgia Peach."
Here´s the complete file,
including all the e-mails that were exchanged between Georgia
and Morgan this week.
What about my hair?
( lilting piano music plays )
Try to look a little less desperate, will you?
Is there something going on between those two?
Used to be.
Really? That´s her type, huh?
Hey, are you jealous?
Jealous? What, are you crazy?
Okay. Guess I´m crazy.
Yeah.
Hey, here we go.
Georgia?
Richard.
Richard Morgan. Nice to meet you.
God, you´re so much prettier than in your picture.
Oh, gosh!
So are you.
I mean, well, you´re not prettier. You´re...
( over radio ): much more handsome.
I´m sorry. I´m, uh, nervous, I guess.
I´ve never really done this before.
I promise that I´ll, uh, be gentle.
( laughter )
Oh, I guess, I guess you have done this before?
Uh-uh, not-not for a while.
Oh, well, that´s good... I guess.
Can I... can I get you something to drink?
Sure. Um, just a club soda would be great.
Be right back. Okay.
( sotto ): All right, I´m going to play it prudish with this one.
Hope he takes the bait.
He´s coming your way.
She says to me, like, "I want to break up."
And I´m like, "Break up?"
Hey, can I get a club soda and a beer?
You know what I´m saying?
I gave her this, I gave her that, I...
MARTIN: Well, I understand completely.
And what kills me is that I´d go back to her, you know?
Hey, the guy that just ordered the club soda and the beer?
You seen him before?
No.
I need you to think, man.
This is important, okay?
I´m telling you. I´m good with faces. No.
All right.
So, I hope you like this place.
I mean, I don´t really
come here that much,
but it´s close to where I live, so...
No, it´s great. I, uh... I like it.
Oh, good. It´s... You´ve never been here before?
No. I´ve been to the, uh... the Platinum
around the corner but never here.
Listen, I just want to say something
right off the bat, and I know
this may sound presumptuous, but...
I just want to take things slow, you know?
Is that okay?
Sure, of course.
Oh, good.
So-so do I. So do I.
All right, I´m so relieved. That´s good.
I´m sorry. I´m going to go powder my nose,
and I´ll-I´ll be right back.
Mm-hmm. Okay.
He´s going for it.
Morgan, you are under arrest
for the murders of Jessica Weaver and Linda Schmidt.
Hey, what the hell are you doing?
Relax, just relax, relax.
Did we get him? Got him.
Right on.
My client doesn´t remember where he was the night of that murder,
but he has a solid alibi
for Tuesday night.
I´m all ears.
He was on a date with a woman
named Rachel O´Connor.
She´s a paralegal.
They had drinks at the Soho Lux till midnight,
then he spent the night at her place.
It´s rock-solid.
Is there any way we can contact this Rachel O´Connor?
Met her on the Internet.
He says he has her number written down
on a pad at home.
JACK: Well, we´re combing his place right now.
Let´s hope for his sake, we find it.
( unintelligible radio transmission )
Bet you a nickel, this is Rohypnol.
What´s this?
I don´t know. What is it?
"Rachel O´Connor."
You keeping something from me?
It´s Morgan´s alibi.
I don´t know why you´re territorial,
especially since this should be
our case.
Right. Well, we still have a missing body
and for all we know,
there´s more so, if you´ll excuse me...
Hey...
Hey, Georgia... nice work last night.
SAMANTHA: Thank you.
MARTIN: It´s scary,
this Internet dating.
Dating in general.
Yeah, but meeting people
on the computer? Come on.
Oh, I don´t know.
Have you tried it?
No.
Hey, you think it´s easy
being surrounded by guys with guns all day?
I thought you liked guys with guns.
I like the guns.
More goodies from the medicine cabinet.
Ativan.
That´s heavy stuff.
Yeah, it´s anti-anxiety.
Apparently it wasn´t working.
Well, that´s not the point.
Ten to one odds this was prescribed by a psychiatrist.
JACK: I´m not screwing around, Dr. Franklin.
If you knew that your patient
murdered Jessica Weaver three weeks ago,
you had a duty to inform.
No, I did not.
Did he confess to you about her?
I can´t tell you and you know that.
I can have you subpoenaed and you will lose your license.
I´ve been struggling with this.
Believe me, I have.
Look, Jessica Weaver´s already dead.
If anything happens to Linda Schmidt,
it´s gonna be on your head.
Even if a patient confesses to a crime
I only have a duty to inform
if I believe he will harm someone else.
I didn´t know he would.
We found Rohypnol in his apartment.
We know he had Internet contact with Jessica Weaver
and this is the DNA report from the autopsy.
His DNA matches perfectly.
What do you want?
Get him to tell us where Linda Schmidt´s body is
and maybe you can keep him off death row.
Do you understand the impact of DNA today?
Yeah, I know
what DNA means.
We just got through with Rachel O´Connor
the girl who was with him the night
Linda went missing.
She remembers drinking a lot
leaving the Soho Lux around 11:00.
The next thing she remembers is waking up on her couch
the next morning, half naked.
Here´s the thing-- if he slipped her a roofie,
took her back to her apartment,
raped her, there´s no way
he´d make it back across town to meet Linda
and there´s nothing in her phone records
or e-mails that tie her to him.
So the two bars around the corner from each other,
the stalking, the Internet dating
is what, just a coincidence?
There´s got to be someone else.
Someone who wanted to make it look
like a serial killing.
It´s got to be someone with a real motive
that they copycat, tied the motive.
The pilot´s wife. We haven´t found her
or the pilot.
What if the boyfriend isn´t the pilot?
What if that´s just
a convenient white lie she´s been telling?
So let´s say that´s true.
Whoever this boyfriend is,
he´d have to know the details
of the first murder.
Stalking was never mentioned
in any of the newspapers.
Dirty cop?
Someone who works with Keller?
Mm-mm. How about Morgan´s shrink?
He´d have all the details.
Maybe the shrink told someone the details.
No, he could never do that-- that´s the point.
Although there is one person he could tell.
JACK: Dr. Franklin,
do you see your own therapist?
Yes, of course.
And did you discuss your situation about Richard Morgan?
Agent Malone, I appreciate
the fact that you´re trying to do your job
but that is a very private
and personal relationship
between a patient and a therapist.
Dr. Franklin, there is a woman missing
right now who may be
at the bottom of the East River, and there is
a mother who is crying her eyes out
because she has no idea what´s happened to her daughter.
Now, I am not asking you to violate
your patient´s privilege.
I am asking you to violate your own
and I think, under the circumstances,
it´s the least you could do.
Yes.
I did talk to my therapist.
And did you discuss all the details?
I thought the more specific I was,
the better handle I could get
on Richard´s state of mind
and the more it would help me with my dilemma.
And did you mention Richard´s name?
Yes. I gave my therapist my clinical files
and Richard´s name was on it.
And what´s your therapist´s name?
Patty Morrison.
Morrison?
Is she married to another psychologist?
Yes. Aaron Morrison.
Do you know him?
You might say that.
Where´s my wife?
We´re talking to her downstairs, Dr. Morrison.
Now, please, have a seat in here
and we´ll be with you in a minute.
MARTIN: You sure that´s her?
Absolutely.
The one who claimed Linda was having an affair with her husband?
No question. Who is she?
We´re going to send you upstairs to get a statement.
Sure.
Well, now we got motive and opportunity.
Either we have the killer sitting right here
or upstairs in the waiting room.
But we don´t have
enough to get a confession.
No, and if I accuse either one of them directly
they´re going to get a lawyer.
You got a plan?
Mm-hmm.
Divide and conquer.
You want to tell me what this is all about?
Where´s my wife?
Sorry to keep you waiting, Dr. Morrison.
Please, take a seat.
Linda Schmidt´s roommate just I.D.´d your wife.
We know that you´re the "pilot"
that she was sleeping with.
Oh, no, no.
Look, Linda used to call the house sometimes
at night for counseling.
My wife got it into her head
we were having an affair.
She can be a very jealous woman, my wife.
You purposely deceived me when I was in your office.
I apologize.
I was nervous that you´d find out about my wife
and I knew what that would look like.
How would it look?
How did you know about Richard Morgan?
Linda met Richard Morgan on the Internet.
She mentioned him to me several times.
When you stopped by my office the other day and said his name
I communicated that to you.
It would appear that Richard Morgan
was seeing a colleague of your wife´s.
I don´t understand what you´re saying.
I´m afraid that you were trying
to lay off Linda´s disappearance
onto Richard Morgan to protect your wife.
I think I need to call a lawyer for my wife.
She knows she has the right to an attorney.
She hasn´t asked for one.
I was just being paranoid.
I can be very jealous sometimes,
but I know now that my husband
was not having an affair with Linda Schmidt.
Her roommate says that he was.
Well, her roommate was lying.
I think Linda Schmidt
was a very dangerous woman.
She could have ended your marriage.
Maybe even ended your husband´s career.
I think he killed her.
That´s insane.
We spoke to Dr. Franklin.
We know that he told you the details
of Richard Morgan´s confession
and that you passed those details on
to your husband.
No, I did not.
Really?
Then how do you explain the fact that
the elements of Linda Schmidt´s disappearance match the details
of Jessica Weaver´s murder?
I don´t even discuss
my own patients with my husband
let alone those of another doctor.
I think you´re protecting him.
You may not want to admit it, but he did it.
He killed her.
MARTIN: All right, here´s what I don´t get:
Linda leaves her apartment at 7:00 that night to catch
a midnight flight.
She´s wearing her flight attendant´s uniform
she´s got an overnight bag packed, right?
Why was Linda at the bar? Is that what you´re asking?
Exactly.
One of our two married shrinks invited her there
to talk things out?
Then how did she end up starting her own tab
and drinking two martinis?
Good point.
Maybe she went to confront one of them
stops at the bar to drink up some courage
gets drunk, leaves her credit card there
and then goes on to meet whoever she´s meeting.
But she´s an alcoholic and falling off the wagon
is more a moment of desperation than strength.
And if they were trying to make it look like a serial killing
they got really lucky that Linda showed up
at the Eon right around the corner
from where Richard Morgan picked up his first victim.
Unless...
BOTH: She was never at the bar.
You know what?
No one at the bar recognized her
and she never signed her credit card receipt.
What are you looking for?
Prints off that credit card.
I´ll check the AMA for Patty Morrison´s.
What is going on here?
It´s been hours.
I want to speak to my wife.
Dr. Morrison, where was your wife
the night Linda disappeared?
She was with me at home.
What time?
I got home around 7:00.
She was already there.
We never left.
Your wife wasn´t at home.
She was at the Eon bar posing as Linda Schmidt.
That´s preposterous.
Her fingerprints are all over
Linda Schmidt´s credit card.
She killed Linda, she dumped the body,
she stole the credit card,
she went to the Eon bar.
She left a knotted stocking in the back of Linda´s car
so that we´d put it together.
I don´t believe it.
She was at the bar.
Why are you trying to protect her?
You know what?
I think I need a lawyer for myself.
There´s the phone.
Tell ´em you´re going to be charged
with an accessory to murder.
We ran Patty Morrison´s phone record.
There´s no indication she had any contact
with Linda Schmidt
on the night of her disappearance.
So what do you think?
Well, Linda left her apartment five hours early
to go to the airport.
She had to be meeting somebody
and if it wasn´t the wife, then...
It must have been the husband.
VIVIAN: I think she went by his office
to give him a piece of her mind.
They argued, and he killed her.
How did the wife end up at the ER?
Ah, her calls her
on her cell phone at 7:58 that night.
I think he killed her
and his wife´s covering for him.
But how do we break her?
VIVIAN: State your name, please.
SMANATHA: Francis Appleton.
And you´re a patient of Dr. Aaron Morrison.
That´s right. He was my therapist.
You say you were with Dr. Aaron Morrison
between 8:00 and midnight on Tuesday.
We were at my apartment.
Am I to take it
that you were having sexual relations?
I hardly think that´s relevant.
Ms. Appleton, in case it escaped your notice
you are a material witness in a federal investigation.
I tell you
what´s relevant.
Yes, we were sleeping together.
And how long have you been sleeping together.
SAMANTHA( over tape player ): About six months.
VIVIAN: Where did you meet?
SAMANTHA: I was a patient of his.
VIVIAN: And you knew he was married?
SAMANTHA: Go ahead and judge me if you want
but you have no idea
what a shrew his wife is.
He´s only with her
out of convenience or laziness.
He´s going to leave her.
Turn it off.
( crying ): Please.
I should make you listen to all of it.
It´s much worse.
You two had a plan, didn´t you?
But he´s not sticking to it.
He´s got a little piece of ass on the side
and she´s going to provide an alibi for him.
He´s going to be free and clear
and he´s going to leave you in the cold.
He is going to kick you to the curb, Patty.
I don´t know who that is, but he was with me.
We were together.
Uh-huh.
We found this hair
in Linda Schmidt´s car.
Now, I´d need a DNA sample
but my guess is it´s yours.
Your husband planted this hair
in Linda Schmidt´s car.
Oh, my God.
Do you want to tell me what happened
that night?
He´s going to leave you high and dry, trust me.
If you tell me what happened
I will help you.
He called me.
He called me
and he told me that something terrible had happened
and that I should come to his office.
She came here.
She said she was going to report me to the APA.
I got angry.
I tried to convince her not to,
but she tried to leave
and I grabbed her.
I don´t know, the next thing I know she...
I must have strangled her.
Why did you bring me here?
Patty, Patty, I need your help.
Please, please...
Please, I love you.
I love our life together.
I don´t deserve
to spend the rest of my life in jail
and you don´t deserve to be alone. But...
She´s a sick girl.
She tried
to destroy us.
So what are we going to do?
How are we going to get rid of the body?
I don´t know.
There´s got to be something...
some way.
And that´s when I thought of Richard Morgan.
I guess I thought if I did this for him
that he would never leave me.
Seemed like such a good idea at the time.
Your wife told us everything
including where the body is.
It´s just a matter of time
before we find it.
You´re lying.
It´s in Fishkill.
The waterfalls by your cabin.
I know that area. Water´s pretty deep.
She did it.
It wasn´t me.
I have been covering for her.
And she´s the one who knew
about Richard Morgan, it wasn´t me.
Your lawyer´s on his way up.
He confess?
Nope.
He´s going to blame her to the bitter end.
Shall I put his wife´s hair
into evidence?
Mm-hmm. And you may as well add this.
You and Sam
should take that show on the road.
( laughing )
Good job.
Okay, thanks. Bye.
The Fishkill P.D. found the body.
They´re bringing her back to Manhattan for the autopsy.
I´ll see you tomorrow, okay?
Samantha...
you, uh, you got time to grab a drink?
Oh, I´ve...
I-I told Keller
I´d meet him.
But, I mean, you´re welcome to come with us if...
No, no, that´s all right.
No, you guys go ahead. Thanks.
Okay, well, maybe some other time?
Yeah, some other time.
Okay.
Martin?
Yeah?
You okay?
It´s...
It´s not very satisfying, is it?
What´s that?
Not finding them alive.
Well, her mother will have some closure.
The bad guy´s going to go to jail.
We did our job.
Yeah, I guess.
Night.
Good night.