Previously on AMC's The Killing...
Come on, just for one night. It's for Lyric, not me.
- Thanks for letting us stay here. - It's no problem.
He cut the left one. Do you think it matters?
I know you didn't kill your wife.
You don't come back here.
Mike Sheehan died four years ago.
He's using a fake ID.
- Seattle PD! Move! Move! - Spread out, spread out!
- He's gone. - Let me in! My girlfriend's in there.
Lyric!
They found the Pastor's car.
Drive.
Easy, easy.
Just m...
Pastor Mike: Where's your gun?
It's on my right hip,
under my jacket.
[ Wailing continues ]
[ Gasps softly ]
And your phone?
Your radio?
I don't have a radio.
My phone is in my other jacket pocket.
[ Jacket rustling ]
Put on your seatbelt.
[ Seatbelt clicks ]
Let's go.
Where do you want to go?
Away from the lights.
[ Engine turns over ]
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Your car at the station-- you wanted us to find it?
You think I wanted this?
Sarah: You could have gotten on a train.
And go where?
Tell me.
Everything I had is here, and now it's gone.
I didn't plan anything. I...
Things happen.
Things can get really out of control.
But I can help you.
Did you want to help me when I was minding my own business?
No.
You show up on my doorstep,
and you stick that badge in my face,
and you have the audacity to question my intentions.
You treat me like I'm some kind of a pervert.
Why? Because I help kids.
I do what no one else wants to do.
Deigns to do.
And I end up with a target on my back for it.
[ Woman shouts, glass shatters ]
These kids are in so much pain.
If only you could see what's going on inside them.
You have no idea.
But I see them.
Don't move.
Okay, you don't need to point the gun at me.
Shut up.
[ Siren chirps ]
Go. Go!
Man on PA: All units report to King Street station.
Watch it, dick.
Pick up your damn phone, all right?
- Skinner's got every uni in the city en route. - Hey. What the hell?
I've been calling you all night. You don't answer your calls?
- What's wrong with you? - I'm a bit caught up right now.
Look, between the 12 trains that already left the station,
- we got to eyeball about 1,600 people. - Lyric is gone!
Bullet, what are you talking about?
Pastor Mike took her!
What?
He made Lyric go to his house.
He wouldn't let her stay at Beacon.
- When? - Tonight.
She called me all scared,
saying he was trying to kill her.
Where'd they go?
Think, Bullet.
She say where they were going?
The woods.
She said he's taking her
to where he killed all the other girls.
The woods we found the bodies in?
When'd your CI get this?
Around 8:00. It's when she said she called,
right before we hit the house.
So his car at the train station is some kind of decoy?
Could be.
Is the Pastor that smart?
I mean, that's some "Spy Vs. Spy" shit.
Well, he'd have to be some kind of idiot to go back to those woods.
It's what she said, Loo.
We're already spread thin searching those trains.
Now you want a full search of a four-mile park.
Yeah.
[ Scoffs ]
You trust this CI?
No doubt, sir.
- Pull half our guys, get them to the park. - Okay.
I'll call in Air Support. Where's Linden?
I don't know.
Well, get her in!
We need all hands on deck.
If we're gonna drive around all night,
do you mind if I have a cigarette?
Yes, I do.
Your car already smells like an ashtray.
I do understand your work. I grew up in foster care.
Bounced around different homes, different schools,
even ran away a few times.
You want to know what the worst part was?
Pity.
People paint a picture of you in their heads,
and they don't see you, who you really are.
That's what they taught you, I suppose.
Humanize yourself so the abductor won't kill you.
It won't work.
Man: We're gonna do another sweep
of the north perimeter of the park.
We still got nothing. Over.
Sarah: There's a fork in the road past Lexington, Pastor.
Pastor Mike: Stay left.
[ Radio static ]
Is the park fully contained yet?
Copy. Canine units aren't picking anything up. Over.
We lose the choppers in 20.
Hansen, you're losing your eye in the sky.
You gotta move.
We're gonna push towards the marshes,
but we got nothing in the park so far. Over.
Keep looking.
Someone's sitting on the channel.
Radio 15035.
Task force-- that's you.
My CI swore they were in the woods.
Could have come and gone by now.
Someone's mike's open. Camping on the channel.
Repeat-- we got an open mike from radio 15035.
035?
That's Linden's radio.
[ Radio static ]
I know you're angry,
but you need to think about your options.
Everyone shut up!
Pastor Mike: Like what?
[ Faint chatter ] Shut up!!
Beacon is gone.
Everything I built is gone.
Linden's with the Pastor.
When'd you last see her?
With you, at the train station.
You have choices right now.
But if my guys find out you're pointing a gun at me,
I can't help you...
Dispatch to 15035.
All units, this is Lieutenant Skinner.
An officer's making an emergency broadcast on channel 7.
All units, switch to L-TAC until further notice.
If I don't report in and we keep driving around the city,
someone is bound to notice.
They're in the city. Call off all searches-- now!
Put out a BOLO on Linden's vehicle.
Seattle all, King County all.
Phone-- what about her phone?
Her phone is off, sir.
I've been trying it nonstop since you told me to.
[ Radio static ]
Have you ever seen what heroin does to a kid?
What withdrawal is like?
When I worked the jails, yeah.
She was a junkie.
A junkie whore.
That's all they are to this world.
Human garbage, these kids.
No one cares.
No one goes looking for them.
You do.
That's right.
I do.
Do you know about the girl in Tempe?
Never meant to hurt her.
Was she your first?
Why did I think I could talk to you about it?
You're a cop.
You punch a clock, you collect a paycheck,
and you go home and you tell everyone
what a difference you made.
You're nothing but a well-trained dog.
You have no idea what being a cop is like.
You try...
but you have go to home at night,
worried you didn't do enough-- maybe you missed something.
You fail every day, and you keep coming back.
That's what I do every day.
Yeah.
So I understand.
I do.
[ Radio static ]
Come on, Linden. Just keep him talking.
Keep him talking.
The bridge is up.
Are you sure you want to go this way?
I didn't tell you to get on the bridge.
Bridge is up. It's the drawbridge.
What's the range on these radios?!
30, 35 miles. She's in county,
but we got multiple drawbridges.
- Ballard, Fremont, University-- - Find out which ones are up.
I want units over there right now.
What about Air Support?
They ran out of fuel searching the parks.
It will be at least 20 minutes before they're in the air again.
Ballard and Southwest Spokane bridges are up.
Please advise.
Great. They're on opposite ends of the damn city.
I want units on both of them right now.
Right now!
[ Garbled ] You can talk to me.
Tell me about the girl in Tempe.
You said you tried to help her.
She was an addict.
I listened to her beg...
scream at me to let her out.
No other program would take her.
Either they run out of funds, they didn't have beds,
they gave up-- it's the same story.
"Let her out." I don't-- I don't understand.
Well, what do you say to someone
who's been throwing up
and crying themselves dry for three days?
"You made me promise"?
[ Scoffs ]
All I did was go to the store.
She got out,
and she told the neighbors that I kidnapped her.
You were detoxing her?
Pastor Mike: And no one believed me.
[ Inhales sharply ]
They all looked at me like you are right now.
[ Chuckles ]
You know, a grown man...
with a teenage girl in his house for days.
I lost my ministry.
I lost everything.
You have no idea what I went through.
You sit there and you judge me.
I lost my son.
What?
Did he die?
No, not that.
I was in a custody battle with his father,
and I ran out of money first.
They said he was a more fit parent than I was.
More capable of caring for my son.
So... I understand. I get it.
50 bucks says she starts crying.
[ Officer chuckles ]
You think that's funny?
That's funny to you?
Get out of here before I break your face.
Pastor Mike: Turn in here.
What is this place?
Just do what I tell you.
[ Beeping ]
What's going on?
Skinner: Battery's dying, or they're moving out of range.
Come on, Linden.
Why are we here?
Keep driving.
Over there.
[ Gearshift clicks ]
Why are we here?
I used to find them hanging out down here.
Turn off the car.
You...
can explain...
what really happened.
They'll believe you.
No, they won't.
You didn't, did you?
You don't have to do this.
Turn it off.
[ Engine shuts off ]
[ Water dripping ]
[ Gun cocks ]
[ Breathing shakily ]
I'm having a cigarette.
[ Cigarette package rustling ]
[ Lighter clicks ]
[ Breathing shakily ]
I lied to you before.
About my son.
I didn't lose him in a custody battle.
Nobody took him from me.
I lost him all on my own.
I let him go.
I didn't know how to tell him... "This is all I've got".
"I can't give you...
any more.
This is what I am."
When he was 4 or 5,
I used to...
come home and he'd hear me and...
run and hide under the blankets of my bed.
There'd just be this big lump...
right in the middle, and...
I'd pull back the covers...
act like it was a big surprise...
that he was in there.
He'd start cracking up.
And that was it. That was...
That was all he wanted.
He must've done it a hundred times.
Sometimes the ones who hide
are the ones who want to be found the most.
I don't want to be here.
[ Pastor Mike breathes deeply ]
Can you take me to the water?
Please?
Yeah.
[ Gull crying ]
[ Radio static ]
Sarah: Where are we going now?
You said you wanted... to go... water.
[ Radio stat ]
Where near the water?
That bridge over there-- is that where we're going?
I found my friend standing there...
up on that bridge one night.
Standing right in the middle of the highway.
Why are you telling me this?
He had lost hope, too.
He thought there was no going back.
But there's always a way back.
A way home.
[ Beeping ]
What he... did.
Reddick: - The damn battery's going. - Shut up.
He didn't think he could make it right.
But I found him there.
He was lost and had nowhere to go.
He was standing on the median--
alone, hopeless.
He was my good friend,
and he was up on that bridge
thinking he didn't have anyone left.
The Biltmore pier.
She's at the Biltmore pier!
Skinner: All available units,
Linden's taking the suspect to Biltmore pier.
- Get over there right now! Officer: - Copy that.
I let it happen again with Angie.
She would rather bleed to death in a drain pipe
than go to a hospital, go back into the system.
You were the one that took her to the vet.
Angie Gower.
[ Sighs ]
I paid him $800 in small bills.
Donation money.
There was a whole bunch of ones in there.
You found it, right?
Yes, we did.
You should have told us the truth.
Would you have believed me, knowing about Tempe?
[ Sighs ]
What is that?
Give it to me.
Give it to me!
Hang on a second!
I haven't touched it.
No one's coming. It's just us.
Pull the car over.
You don't have to do this!
Listen to me.
You don't have to do this.
You're making a mistake.
Please. [ Groans ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
Just talk to me.
We can talk.
Get on your knees.
I'm right here. Just talk to me.
Don't do this. Please.
Oh, God.
Please.
Please forgive me, Father.
I've fallen so short.
I don't know what to do.
I failed them.
[ Sirens wailing ]
[ Water splashes ]
[ Breathes deeply ]
On the pier-- get your hands in the air!
Show me your hands!
- Put your hands in the air! - Show me your hands! Stand up!
- Show me your hands! - Get up!
Get your hands out of your pockets.
Get your hands out of your pockets!
Get your hands out or they'll shoot you!
He doesn't have a gun! Don't shoot him! He doesn't have a gun!
Take your hands out of your pockets!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
You make these men shoot you, they'll carry it all their lives.
Get out of the way, Sarah.
- On your knees! - He doesn't have a gun.
[ Indistinct shouting ]
On the ground. On the ground!
Officer: Check that he's secure.
[ Handcuffs click ] No weapons!
[ Panting ]
Reddick: Let's go.
[ Siren wailing ] Watch yourself.
[ Chains clinking ]
[ Buzzer ]
[ Door locks ]
[ Handcuffs clicking ]
[ Clears throat ]
Did you talk to the cop?
No, she hasn't returned my calls.
I need to talk to her.
There must be something she can do.
She said she believes I'm innocent.
Ray...
all your appeals, the final decisions,
they've come and gone.
But-- but she helped put me away,
so there's got to be something.
I'm sorry.
If she had anything meaningful, we'd have known by now.
There's got to be something.
I don't want to hang.
I'll take injection.
I need to ask you...
after it's done...
your remains--
I need your instructions on what to do with them.
You need to talk to that cop.
If you don't make a decision,
uh, there's the county grave.
It's just a marker and a number.
I'm sorry, Ray.
[ Buzzer, gate opens ]
[ Chains clinking ]
On the gate!
[ Buzzer ]
Come on.
Come on, inmate!
- Jesus! - What the hell's going on?
What's wrong with him?! [ Wheezing ]
Seward! Look at me. Look at me!
Damn it! [ Grunting ]
Damn it, I said look at me!
Look at me. Look at me!
Stay looking in my eyes. Stay right here.
You're not dying! You hear me?
You're not gonna die! I want you to breathe.
Slow the hell down. Just breathe.
[ Groaning ]
Keep looking at me. You'll be all right.
[ Exhales sharply ]
You're having a panic attack. That's all.
Just breathe.
[ Breathing deeply ]
That's it.
Okay?
Okay.
[ Breathing deeply ]
What are you looking at?
Let's go. Get up. Get up. Come on.
[ Groans ]
Sorry, Detective Linden, there's no smoking in here.
[ Door opens, closes ]
- Detective Linden. - What?
How's she doing?
She's giving them hell.
I'm sorry. I can't tell you more...
What about the Pastor?
The lab said the blood in his car
is a match for Angie Gower.
But no other blood was present.
He's not our guy.
Linden: I have work to do.
He didn't do the girls in the retention pond.
He was in Mexico City for most of '09.
We just got confirmation from the embassy.
Officer: ...by the waterfront this morning.
And that girl, the one your CI
alleged was with the Pastor?
Patrol just picked her up a half-hour ago.
She was out hustling--
all night.
No, he had her at his house.
She walked out.
Simple as that.
So your CI lied to you.
So you make this right.
The hell...?
You junkyard little bitch.
You almost got my partner killed.
You lie to me?
After what I've done for you?
You think you can sit there and lie to my face?
Get off me!
You get out of here right now
before I kick your little wannabe ass right here right now.
You ain't done nothing for me.
Kallie's still out there. You ain't found her.
You ain't found nothing!
You get out of here right now
before I bury your ass so deep in the foster-care system
you'll never get out.
Yeah, that's right.
I'm not your friend.
I don't give a shit about you.
You're just a nobody,
nothing, punk-ass kid.
Now get out!
Get out of here.
Get out of here!
Go to hell!
[ Door closes ]
[ TV clicks on ]
Skinner: ...and while Pastor Mike Sheehan has been arrested
for the role he played in this morning's kidnapping,
he is no longer a suspect
in our ongoing serial investigation.
Male reporter: It's been over three weeks
since the bodies were recovered.
Are you any closer to an arrest?
The bottom line is,
my guys are working 24 hours a day
following every possible lead.
Lieutenant, are you losing confidence
in the ability of the task force to even catch this killer?
Absolutely not. I have full confiden-- [ TV clicks off ]
[ Keys jingle ]
You left your keys in the door.
I got chow mein, egg rolls, lemon chicken for you,
and fortune cookies.
[ Bag thuds ]
What more could you want?
[ Horn honks ]
Lyric!
Lyric, what the hell? Are you okay?
Where have you been? What happened?
Nothing. Jesus.
You told the cops I was missing?
They questioned me out here for like an hour.
They called my parents.
Why didn't you call me, find me, something?
Find you? I don't belong to you.
I'm with Twitch. Okay?
Sorry.
I'm not gay.
You know?
Yo, Poochie.
You holding?
Yeah. So? You don't mess with no junk.
Look, just sell to me or don't.
I ain't got time for your ratchet ass.
It's all good, girl. Damn.
So, what, you want points?
[ Sighs ]
Any word on Kallie?
It sucks, yo. I'm sorry.
Whatever. Later.
Hey, you be careful, B.
Some girl copped from me not two hours ago.
She got a finger chopped off.
What do you mean?
[ Clicking tongue ]
It's crazy, right?
Said she was gettin' the hell out of dodge.
Thanks for the takeout. Nice of you to do that.
Yeah, well, you are welcome.
I needed an excuse to get out of there anyway.
[ Chuckles softly ]
If one more person asks me if I was all right,
I swear...
Well, are you all right?
Yeah. I'm fine.
Thought I lost you there for a second.
Just when I was getting used to you.
That was scary, huh?
[ Exhales sharply ]
I couldn't see him, you know?
Just his eyes in the mirror.
And his voice.
I kept thinking that
this must have been what it was like for all those girls.
How alone they must have felt.
Just his eyes, you know, looking at them.
Knowing that that was the last thing that they were gonna see.
[ Sighs ]
[ Utensil clatters ]
Only it wasn't him.
I should have got there sooner.
You got there. You found me.
[ Sighs ]
You go through that thing every night or what?
[ Chuckles ]
They're gonna kill him in two days.
[ Buzzer ]
Francis didn't happen to tell you
where he was going after work, did he?
Um...
just going home.
He hasn't been home in a couple of days.
Look, I know what you must think of me,
but... it ain't easy living with a man like him.
[ Breathes shakily ]
Well, he's got a temper, but he's not a bad guy.
Sometimes he doesn't come home for nights on end.
And when he comes home,
he looks at me...
like he hates me.
I'm... sorry. I don't know what I can do.
[ Crying ] I don't have anyone to talk to.
I'm scared.
Can you just sit with me?
Just for a little while.
I just need somebody--
just to talk to.
I'm sorry.
You're Angie, right?
Who the hell are you?
Bullet, friend of Poochie's.
So?
Look, you want to take off.
I get that.
But there are a lot of girls that are still out there
that need your help.
No, I can't.
The man...
he'll find you...
he'll find me if I stay.
He'll kill me.
And ain't nothing no one gonna do about it.
[ Air hisses ]
Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait.
- I-I told you I saw Poochie, right? - Yeah, so did I.
Hey, look. Look, it's a long ride.
- I can help take the edge off. - I got what I need.
Yeah?
What about when you get there?
Dope sick ain't no way to start a new life.
This is yours.
Just tell me who he is.
I can't.
Please.
There's nothing new here.
I've been through these a million times.
Holder: The guy loves his kid.
That ain't no grift.
Birthday candle, ding-dong.
It's more than my pops ever done for me.
You're right. I think he does care.
He's still gonna die.
My nephew Davie...
pops ran out on him, too, before he was even born.
Told myself-- I promised that I'd be that to him.
'Cause he didn't have anyone else.
Didn't stop me from stealing from him.
You're there for them now, right?
Don't change what happened.
Doesn't matter how long I'll be clean.
They're always gonna be looking at me like...
Like they're watching...
Just waiting for me to fail.
That wasn't the impression your sister gave me.
Or your nephew.
Maybe it's you who needs to let go of the past.
That makes two of us, huh?
[ Cellphone rings ]
_
Look...
all I'm saying is, there's no telling
what Seward might have done even if he loved his kid.
So you think he did it.
[ Sighs ] What proof we got otherwise?
When we find the guy, then we'll know.
And speaking of-- I gotta get some sleep.
Take a shower. [ Sniffs ]
Hoo!
It's real bad.
Back to Joe Mills' home videos first thing.
You got tunnel vision.
Let me take a crack at this.
Mm.
Knock yourself out.
You've reached Detective Stephen Holder.
Leave a message. [ Beep ]
Holder [Sighs]
Look, I know I messed up, man,
but I got something for you, for real.
Call me back as soon as you can.
I know who he is.
[ Sighs ]
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Hey, I been here five minutes.
- A menu would be nice. Woman: - Yep!
[ Sighs ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
Operator: You have a prepaid call from Elliot Bay Penitentiary.
Hello?
Did you talk to Adrian?
No.
His foster parents won't let me.
Yeah, but you think he knows something,
and that's why you want to talk to him.
I can make that happen.
I didn't kill my wife.
I wasn't there, and you believe me, don't you?
I do, yes.
Yeah, well, I'm running out of time.
I'll make sure you can talk to Adrian.
You need to help me.
Please.
[ Click ]
[ Cellphone closes ]
[ Buzzer ]
You've reached Detective Stephen Holder.
Leave a message. [ Beep ]
[ Sighs ]
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