What can I get you?
Uh, bourbon, please.
I've got white bourbon and red bourbon.
Or three flavors of water.
White.
So what do you think of the paintings?
He's supposed to be a genius.
I think they're sad.
Maybe ugly... I don't know.
Yeah, I only like the one
over there in the corner,
and the only one nobody bought.
Thank you.
Ma'am, your purse.
MAN: You figure you can just walk away from me like that?
Get back here so we can finish...
Please, just leave me alone!
I'm really sorry about this morning, sweetie.
Can I take a rain check?
Ah... someone's gone missing.
I think my bagel and egg sandwich
can take a back seat
to that.
Thank you.
That's the assistant in Legal Affairs.
So what?
I mean, for all she knows
we could be having
an early meeting.
Except we weren't.
Look, it's none of her damn business.
Jack...
come on.
My husband worked here.
He died in the line of duty.
It doesn't matter what we were doing:
FBI business, having sex, or breakfast--
they're going to talk,
and I don't want people talking about me.
Fine, fine, look: Little Miss Legal Advisor
just walked into the elevator.
Anyway, I've got to meet Samantha and Martin over at...
You have a nice day, too.
MAN: I worked late,
and when I got home there was a note in the kitchen
saying that she went shopping for a potluck
and she had defrosted lasagna for me.
So when the local police called last night
at about, uh, 10:30, you were home?
Asleep.
We've been married for 17 years.
I don't know what she was doing in the city.
She hates going to the city.
You don't happen to own a blue velvet jacket, do you?
No, why?
SAMANTHA: Your wife had an encounter
or a fight with a man at the gallery.
Do you have any idea who that might be?
No. What did he look like?
Is it possible that your wife's having an affair?
No.
It's not possible.
Did, um, you or your wife
have an altercation with somebody recently?
Or...
Yeah, I had a client.
His name is Stephen Douglas.
He had some trouble with an insurance policy
I sold him.
He came over here to talk about it when I wasn't home.
No, no, Pete, just stay there, I'll get it.
It's not for me.
Well, someday it will be,
and the beautiful girl standing on the other side
will be sent home.
Fine, no grandkids for you!
Where's Ken? He's not here.
I need to talk to him right now!
Well, if you go to his office...
DOUGLAS: I called his office-- he doesn't return calls!
What are you doing here?
They denied my claim... Your claim?
...even though the kerosene had nothing to do with the fire!
Should I call Dad? No, Pete, sit down.
Pete, your dad loves his rules... Hey, hey!
...no matter how much
they screw people over! Get out of my house right now!
I'm going to wait here, until Ken gets back,
because I need to talk to him!
No! No! Get out now!
Now, go on, go on, get out.
I mean it!
Go!
She called me after he left,
but I talked her out of calling the police.
Why was that?
Oh, I figured I didn't want to make a big deal out of it.
Might be bad for business.
But I talked to him, you know?
I thought we worked it out.
He was fine.
Where is your son?
Oh, he's at junior high nature camp this week.
He left four days ago.
Our minister is on the way over
to get the directions to pick him up.
Do you make it a practice
of leaving guns lying around the house?
It's not loaded-- I keep the ammunition in my work room
along with my hunting stuff.
We're going to need that gun.
Yeah, sure.
I keep it right here.
It's gone.
The insurance guy's gone missing, and so has his car.
Well, I cannot place him in the gallery.
Nobody remembers the face of a guy in a blue jacket.
And nobody even remembers Leah at all.
And this guy, he knows exactly where she lives,
so why bother following her all the way into the city?
Yeah, it doesn't make sense. No.
Well, maybe she was having an affair.
We should start going through her date book,
looking for a pattern of meeting.
Let me get this straight, Vivian, please.
This is a lovely housewife who is a mother,
and she's going to turn into a gun-packing,
affair No.
Well, in my experience,
sometimes there's a very thin line between the two.
I don't know anything about an affair.
Would Leah have confided in you?
Well, she hasn't, not about that.
So you think that she and Ken
have a pretty solid relationship?
I believe so.
In the one to ten on the confidence scale,
I give that answer about a five.
I see Ken on Sundays.
But Leah...
...if you're the chair of a church committee,
she's the first person you call.
Mm-hmm, right.
Not that she doesn't have a real commitment to God,
but I think... she's also searching for something.
Everything from the shelter's list is here.
But I thought, they're going on job interviews,
the women will want to look their best,
so I got them some makeup, too.
I'm sure they'll appreciate that.
They've worked hard to turn their lives around.
It's the least I could do. I'm gonna miss the bus.
Say hello to Minister Barnes.
Hey, Pete.
Mom...
Have a good day, honey.
I've got basketball.
I see his back more than any other part of him.
It feels like I went from indispensable
to unnecessary in about two weeks.
What's that expression, "idle hands"?
You wouldn't know an idle hand
if it came up and slapped you on the cheek.
You'd be surprised.
I think she needed a new purpose
to define her life.
I couldn't find the directions the camp gave us,
so I had to have them fax me a new one.
No problem.
Well, I guess I should go.
Is it okay? Yeah.
My prayers are with you.
Thank you.
Can I make you some coffee?
Yeah, sure.
Uh, I, uh...
I forgot this is broken.
Leah was gonna get a new one.
It's okay, don't worry about it.
Where is she?
Okay, thank you.
Okay, so the guy she pulled a gun on has an alibi.
He was having a job interview in North Carolina.
Well, then we're both nowhere, because all I'm getting
out of the date book
is that she doesn't have too much of a social life.
Apparently, dinner with her husband merits an entry.
All right, guys, a valet at the gallery thought he saw
the velvet jacket get into a car with Jersey plates.
Most people on the invitation list live in New York.
Right, I'm gonna get started on The Garden State residents.
Yeah? Okay.
Well, thanks for getting back to me.
Right. Bye.
Is there a
Stacy Newman in her address book?
Stacy Newman. Let me see.
I followed up
on a credit card charge.
They split a lunch bill, like, three days ago.
Yup, got it.
Okay, Stacy Newman...
used to be Stacy Rogers,
and before that, I have here, uh...
What is it? Stacy Jones.
Phew. Must be a lot of Mr. Stacys.
VIVIAN: So, you had lunch
with Leah.
What was the occasion?
We just had some stuff to talk about.
Uh, what kind of stuff?
There was an event
a couple of weeks ago at the club,
and, um...
a bunch of the girls were complaining
about their sex life.
And Leah said she had the opposite problem, that
whenever Ken came home from his hunting trips,
he was, um, insatiable.
Did she say that he was ever sexually aggressive with her?
No, but we started giving her a hard time,
saying that, um,
he was just feeling guilty,
that he must be doing his secretary.
It was... it was just a joke.
But Leah took us seriously.
Hello?
LEAH: You were right.
You were all right.
I followed him when he left on his hunting trip.
Leah?
Now, he's in... he's in front of this diner
with some big-breasted, red-headed waitress.
You should see the two of them.
It's sickening!
Honey, just because he's talking to a woman
in the parking lot, doesn't mean that he's cheating on you.
I'm sure it's nothing.
It's not nothing.
He's hanging all over her.
Leah, listen to me.
Leave now before you do something you'll regret.
I drove two hours to find the truth.
I am not leaving now.
Leah?
Listen, Le
I called her right back, but she wouldn't pick up.
I-I got through to her the next day,
and I insisted we have lunch.
And then, she didn't want to talk about what happened.
And how'd she seem to you?
Agitated.
Do you know the name of the diner she saw him at?
It's the, um...
It's the Hungry something.
Anything on those cafes?
There's a Hungry Trucker Diner off Route 84.
They had a waitress fit that
description.
What do you mean, had?
She was murdered less than a week ago.
Her name's Mary Peterson.
She finished her shift at the Hungry Trucker at 8:00 p.m.,
and that's the last that anybody saw of her
until some kids found her body on their way to school.
What caliber is the pistol?
Nine millimeter.
Same as the Robinson's missing pistol.
Her husband has an affair,
so she kills a waitress?
That still doesn't explain the guy from the art gallery.
Ken Robinson's downstairs.
How long before Vivian and Elena get to the diner?
About an hour.
Let's go.
Okay.
I didn't tell you I was having an affair,
because I wasn't having one.
Okay, so, uh, you don't know who she is then?
No.
JACK: Her name is Mary Peterson.
Your wife saw you screwing around with her
in a diner parking lot.
Leah followed me?
JACK: What did she see?
I was flirting... a little, but that's all.
I go on these trips, I do a little hunting.
I smile at a pretty girl, but there's no harm in it.
I mean, ask her.
She'll tell you, nothing happened.
That's going to be hard to do, Ken.
Um...
she's dead.
JACK: So, your wife killed her
because you smiled at her?
My wife hosts church potlucks
and bakes birthday cakes.
She would never do anything like that.
Did your wife confront you about her suspicions
when you got back from your trip?
No, everything was normal.
And was your son there when you got back?
Yeah.
Do you mind if we speak to him?
Sure.
Do you know where my dad is?
MARTIN: He's in the city
helping my colleagues look for your mom.
That's good.
Pete, is there
anything you can tell Agent Fitzgerald
that might help?
Like what?
Oh, it could be anything.
Um, something you saw or heard.
Uh, for example, have your parents been fighting
recently?
They never fight.
How about when your dad got back from his hunting trip last week?
No.
I mean, Mom was sad, but they-they didn't fight.
Do you know what she was sad about?
I think it was about the animals.
You know, the-the killing.
It was so cold,
and the air felt frozen.
And I just waited, totally still,
until she walked across my site line,
and then...
It was a great hunt.
Cool.
Mom, can I wear this to school tomorrow?
We should wash it first.
Speaking of which, I need to get into the shower
before we go out to dinner.
Nothing romantic about dirt.
I'm not sure I'm up for dinner tonight, Ken.
Oh, a quiet evening at home is always nice, too.
Just not feeling that well.
Okay.
Whatever you want, honey.
Glad you liked the shirt, Pete.
Is that okay?
Mom?
What is it?
You don't like your present?
No, no, it's fine.
It's just the hunting.
I'm not sure how I feel about it anymore.
You're such a girl.
I can't wait until I can go with him.
I'm going to go put my shirt in the washer.
Cold, right?
Right.
Okay.
When I left for nature camp, she was fine.
MARTIN: Pete, where are
those plates?
They're right over there...
So, why take a souvenir plate?
Because in her mind, every plate represents a girlfriend.
We're hoping to catch her while
she's tracking them down.
The question is, why didn't her
husband tell us they were missing?
Great, print that.
DANNY: All right, we ID'd the guy
at the art gallery.
His name is Trey Hinton.
He's not home, but I got surveillance at his house.
What do you got?
Uh, one plate down, and
nine affairs to go.
Everybody's still upset about Mary.
She was a great gal.
I still can't believe anyone would do that to her.
Did you see this woman hanging around before Mary died?
Well, not then, but she was here.
When?
A couple days later.
They said you wanted to talk to me?
Yeah, I'm looking for one of your waitresses.
A red-headed woman.
Mary?
I don't know her name.
We have a mutual friend.
I'm... real sorry.
Mary's...
She's dead.
What happened?
She was murdered.
Oh, my God. Yeah.
A couple days ago.
How?
Who killed her?
They don't know yet.
What did you want to see her about?
Maybe I can help you.
I saw her outside leaning against her car,
like she was going to be sick.
I thought about going out to help her, but then,
she got in her car and drove off.
And you're sure about when she was here?
Yeah, it was the same day as Mary's memorial.
Okay, thank you so much.
VIVIAN: Thanks.
I guess she wouldn't have come in here looking
for the waitress if she'd just killed her.
Danny and I started running background on the diners
where Ken got his souvenirs
from his hunting trips.
Everywhere he bought a plate, we found an unsolved case
of a missing or dead woman.
Yeah. Here are photos of the bodies
that were recovered.
Some of them were shot.
These two were strangled.
These two women were stabbed to death.
The killings don't have a pattern,
which is why nobody was able to link them together.
How far back do the crimes go?
About 14 years.
Jack, a lot of these women have never been found.
But Mary Peterson's body was only 30 yards
away from the road.
Looks like Ken is getting a little sloppy.
Not sloppy, bored.
Serial killers get bored,
which is usually one of the reasons they get caught.
Surveillance is in place.
Three units to cover the house,
and Robinson if he starts moving.
Great. Let me know if you get any activity.
Yep. You know, I was thinking,
if she confronted Ken about the murder,
maybe this guy at the art gallery was sent there
to take care of her.
Oh, it's a possibility.
Hey.
Hey, Ann.
How are things with the Robinson case?
Uh, they're fine.
Volchek called legal affairs.
He thought we might be able to smooth out
any jurisdictional problems you may have between you
and local law enforcement.
Well, I wasn't anticipating any.
I wasn't going to tell them about Ken Robinson
until we found his wife.
I'm not sure that's such a good idea.
You know, I'm going to go see
if I can find a connection between Ken
and this guy at the art gallery.
He's the primary suspect
in ten open murder investigations.
Those dead women are not going anywhere.
No, but there is
a responsibility to protect the integrity of those cases.
That's why they have me
and ten other lawyers sitting upstairs.
To make sure that we don't catch criminals
that we're forced to release
because we haven't followed proper procedures.
Yes, and if we start sharing information,
there's going to be a leak.
There's not going to be...
Yes, there's going to be a leak,
and it's going to compromise our ability to find this woman.
Now, I need a few more days.
Sorry, all due respect, in my professional opinion,
withholding is not a good idea.
Yeah, with all due respect to your professional opinion,
I'm not gonna put my squad to work making those calls.
Well, then my agents will take care of it.
Excuse me, Jack.
Trey Hinton came home.
We're bringing him in.
Okay, good, thank you.
Okay.
Are we done?
Yeah.
The bartender at the gallery thought
that maybe you were stalking her.
No, it was more like she was stalking me.
DANNY: Look, Trey, clearly,
you're a very sexy guy,
but I don't believe that she was stalking you,
so cut the crap.
She wanted to talk about my sister.
What does your sister have to do with it?
She's been missing for six years.
I don't know what that woman was about,
but she was obsessed with it.
How'd you find me?
I lied to your roommate.
I told him there was an emergency.
He said you'd be here. It was a long time ago.
I don't want to talk about it.
Just... just tell me.
Did this belong to your sister?
No.
Are you sure?
Uh, here, look at this charm.
It's dogwood, and you and your sister
grew up in Virginia.
That's the state flower of Virginia, right?
Yeah, it's not my sister's, okay?
She didn't even wear jewelry.
Just this stupid pair of ladybug earrings
my dad gave her before he died.
Ladybugs?
Ladybugs.
But blue, not red?
How did you know that?
Wait... how did you know that?
I need to use the ladies' room.
I'll be right back.
So when she didn't come back
and I saw her standing at the bar, I went after her...
but she got in the elevator before I could catch her.
And that's the last you saw of her?
Yeah.
My sister just went away one day,
and we never saw her again.
I don't think she's alive anymore,
but I even gave up thinking we'd ever know what happened.
But this woman, she knows something.
Doesn't she?
Leah suspects her husband is a killer,
so she goes on a mission to prove that she's right?
More likely to prove she's wrong. Come on.
Look, her husband's a VP at an insurance company,
he belongs to the Rotary Club, doesn't get speeding tickets.
It's going to take a lot to convince herself
that he's killing women and dragging them into the woods.
Uh, Martin, the guy gave his wife trophies
from women that he killed-- earrings, bracelets,.
Come on, man. Okay, maybe she's already confronted him.
Well, that would explain
the missing jewelry and the plates. Uh-huh.
He knows he's caught, so he's trying to cover his tracks.
Makes sense.
VIVIAN: Where's the surveillance van going to be?
It's right around the corner. Okay.
Robinson's a guy who likes to control women.
He might get upset if you stand up to him,
so if you feel threatened, just walk away.
Sure.
Hey, Ann.
Hi.
Uh, a colleague told me you have a warrant
for a body recorder?
Yeah, Vivian is going undercover to talk to Robinson.
Yeah, I'm going to use my significant charm
and a little dishonesty to see if we can find out
whether he thinks his wife
is alive or not.
Can I get a mike check here? Mothballs.
And if she is alive? We'll arrest him.
His wife found out about the murders.
She may be afraid to come in while she thinks he's free.
And if we don't know what he thinks?
Then we'll leave him alone,
and we'll keep looking for her until we run out of leads.
Okay.
Since we haven't been fully briefed
on the other investigations,
would you please try not to mention
any evidence we have in our possession?
Of course.
Thank you.
I hope this helps you find her.
VIVIAN : Oh.
This shirt itches.
Looks good, though.
Hello.
Hi.
Can I help you?
I'm Vivian.
Leah sent me.
Do you want to come in?
No. Uh-uh.
I'd rather stay out here.
How do you know Leah?
I live at the Willow Shelter where she volunteers.
She's a real nice lady.
One day we got to talking,
figured out we had a lot in common...
since we've both been treated bad
by the people we love.
What do you want?
Leah says that she'll disappear for $50,000.
I don't think I can help you.
Yeah, well, if you change your mind,
here's my cell phone.
Come on, Ken, come on, take the bait.
Look, if you know where my wife is,
could you please tell her to come home?
Her son and I miss her very much.
I will be sure to tell her.
Thank you.
ELENA : Viv, that was very nice.
No way to tell what he knows.
Well, he would have been an idiot to play it any other way.
We just have to see if he reaches out to you.
If he does, we're in business.
Samantha just called-- we got a hit
on Leah's credit card, all right?
Thanks for the loan of your car, Delgado.
She arrived last night, upset, no bags.
She paid cash.
I figured she was on the run.
Is she?
Did you talk to her at all?
Not really.
But I got a noise complaint
about some kind of screaming, blaring TV,
so I came to check it out.
Ma'am?!
Ma'am, can you hear me?
Ma'am?
Ma'am, hello?
Ma'am?
Ma'am!
Ma'am, it's the manager, are you all right?
: Just go away and leave me alone!
Okay... I had a complaint.
Please leave me alone.
This whole room was damp.
She must have been in that shower for hours.
When did she check out?
She left without coming to the desk.
The housekeeper found a broken lamp when she cleaned up.
That's why we ran the credit card number.
She make any phone calls while she was here?
Yeah, I charged her credit card for that, too.
All right, we're going to need those numbers.
Okay.
So she's got the plates.
Yeah, which is the only evidence we've got
tying Ken to the murder locations.
Well, let's just hope we get to her before Ken does.
Yeah, if he hasn't already.
Jack, Jack, you got to come out here.
I'll call you back.
What the hell's going on?
I represent Mr. Robinson.
And it's come to his attention that the materials
he voluntarily provided to assist you
in the search for his wife
are being used to investigate him.
So...
his cooperation has officially ended.
I think that's it.
I got copies of everything.
That's not the point, is it?
There was a leak, and now Robinson knows we're onto him,
and any chance we had of finding his wife just blew out the door!
Nice work, Counselor.
Okay, you see that the grooves in the paper
throw different shadows?
They all don't have the same depth?
Mm-hmm, what does that mean?
Well, that the writing was done
on different pages,
so we could matrix the shadows,
and then pull the ones that match
and isolate the pages
that we need.
Hey. Hey.
You know what? His wife was playing detective.
She's been putting the pieces together.
Yeah, most of the calls from the motel
were to the victim's families,
but one of them was also to Pete's camp,
which would explain why Leah's doing all this now.
She finds out about the murders,
decides to take care of this on her own,
assuming that Pete's safely away from Ken.
Except that he's not, and now she knows it.
You know what? I bet she's going to try
and contact Pete. Unless she already has.
Who's on surveillance?
Danny. All right.
Listen, we think that Leah may have reached out to Pete.
Would you mind going and talking to...
He did what?
When?
No. No, I'll take care of it. Thanks.
The minister picked Pete up from the house
about an hour ago.
I'm so sorry.
Yes. Yes, of course.
I know how difficult it must be for you.
All right. Well...
Well, yeah, I'll let you know if we find anything at all.
Okay, thank you.
Yes.
Looks like she got through
to two of the families last night.
What could she possibly have wanted to say to them?
Well, she lied.
She said that she was a reporter
following up on the murders.
Did she ask about the dogwood charm?
No. Well, it turns out
that they were given to the runners-up
of the Miss Richmond State Fair.
Okay, so it should be easy to find out
if any of them are dead or missing.
That is the line
we routed from the shelter.
Okay, pick up.
Willow's Shelter.
How can I help you?
Um, yeah, Vivian, yes, yes.
We've got two here.
Um, yeah, yeah, she's here.
She's not allowed to use this line, but you can leave a number
so she can call you from the pay phone.
Okay.
Thanks, yes.
God bless.
Kenny's checking up on you.
And that's going to be him.
Hello?
Yes, this is Vivian.
ROBINSON: Why don't you tell me where my wife is.
VIVIAN: Leah don't want you to know that.
That's why she sent me.
Look, I don't know if you're trying to extort me or she is,
but I'm not gonna give either one of you any money.
You sure about that now, Ken?
See, Leah's got these real nice pictures of a charm bracelet
that she's ready to send to the papers.
You know the one?
The one that Lucy Swalter had before you killed her?
Look, uh, you tell her I have Pete,
and that she needs to disappear.
She does, he'll be fine.
You won't hurt your son.
You have no idea what I'll do.
He doesn't know where Leah is, which means he hasn't had
a chance to destroy all the evidence.
Okay, get a warrant and pick him up.
Now we've just got to find that kid.
Where's Pete?
And don't lie to me,
'cause I know you picked him up at his house.
You need to tell me where he is,
'cause you have no idea what's really going on.
No, no, I do.
Leah called me.
When?
After lunch.
She asked me to meet her.
How many were there?
There were ten plates.
But after I looked into three of them,
I just, I didn't want to know any more.
One of the women he strangled,
he killed her with his bare hands.
I can't believe Ken would do any of this.
All those women,
and I did nothing to stop him.
You didn't know anything. What could you do?
I don't know, but we were married a long time.
I should have seen something.
There must have been something.
I'll go with you, to the FBI.
No, I can't stay here.
It's going to be everywhere, on the news,
people will be talking, pointing.
And Pete will be in the middle of it.
I can't let that happen.
You have to get him and bring him to me.
Leah, you can't just run away!
What choice do I have?
I can't let him hurt Pete any more than he already has.
Please, Greg.
Please.
So I took Pete to her.
He thought we were going for ice cream.
And what about the evidence?
Where's the evidence that she had?
At the church in my office.
She wanted me to wait two days before I gave it to you.
I want you to stay here.
Excuse me, you got a sec?
Hi, what can I do for you guys?
Have you seen this woman?
Yeah.
Yeah, she was hanging around here this afternoon.
Eventually took off with a kid.
How long ago?
An hour.
Which way did she go?
I don't know.
But she did buy a deluxe map of the Southeast.
You sure about that?
Yeah.
Okay, thanks.
Sure.
Should I put out an APB?
No, not yet.
Let's get out of here.
Ken Robinson?
You are under arrest for the murder
of Mary Peterson.
This is a waste of time.
You have nothing on me.
Oh, so it wasn't your DNA
the cops found all over the crime scenes?
You have a right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
You have the right to an attorney...
Did you find Leah Robinson?
No.
But we got what we needed.
I'm sorry.
You really could have screwed up my case.
I meant about this morning.
Oh.
Okay.
I don't really care
what anyone around here thinks or knows about us.
I don't care.
But there is,
there is something.
Maybe I'm just not good at relationships, that's possible,
or maybe this all happened too fast and I wasn't ready.
But...
What do you want?
I don't know.
What do you want?
You.
I want to be with you.
Even after today?
You know, today was just one of those bad work days, I think.
But you wanted me to trust you.
It would have been nice, but...
maybe next time.
: Next time.
Are you heading out?
Uh, yeah, I am.
Let me, uh, let me help you with that.
It's pretty cold outside.
: Yeah.
You want me to wait back a bit so you can leave unobserved?
: No.
Okay.
Let's go. Let's go.