WOMAN : The catastrophic death of a star brings new life to the universe.
in order for us to live, a star must die.
We are all stardust.
Do you know your place in the universe?
And for so long, we thought that Earth was the centre of the solar system
and the Milky Way like spilt milk across the sky.
But we discovered we aren’t the centre of the universe.
Do you know where you are?
What kind of neighbourhood does our galaxy live in?
What other kinds of neighbourhoods eXist in the universe?
Can you explain your place in the universe?
Most people can't get out of New Orleans, Louisiana.
Ninety percent of the matter in the universe is invisible.
It's unidentified.
There is much we can't see, detect or comprehend
yet we spend our lives
trying to get to the heart of this dark energy
this dark matter.
And you can tell a lot by looking.
WOMAN ON RADIO: 2-1, 2—7. Anyone on this frequency?
Go ahead.
MAN ON RADIO: Hey, good morning. We got a call ofa person down.
Oiuseyi Observa tory.
l’ve got here a body on the floor. Looks like gunshot.
Copy. Homicide'll be there, I'll call the coroner.
SIREN WAILS
POLICE RADIO CHATTER
Hey, y'all. — Hey.
Hey. — Good morning.
Oh, you getting them for you? — Yeah, the big one's mine.
Of course. — These boots I'm wearing.
OFFICER: Roof was open.
The observatory manager covered the telescope on arrival
lD'd the body as Associate Professor Jennifer Rockwell.
No sign of forced entry.
Officer posted to the external ladder... DIALOGUE FADES
JANEY: One of the Rockwells? — OFFICER: Yes.
Daughter of Councilman Colonel Tom Rockwell.
War hero. Rockwell Electrics.
She held an open—to—all lecture last night.
We got a list of attendees. Crime scene waiting for instruction.
It's a signature of the .38 Caliber Killer.
JANEY: You weren't even born yet, Silvero.
SILVERO: Usually a sock stuffed in her mouth, keep her from talking.
What do you reckon, Hoolie?
Mike?
What's up?
She never gets affected. — No, it's not...
This burger last night, it's not sitting right.
The observatory manager call it in? — Yes.
Dr Ian Strammi. He's waiting in his office downstairs.
English dude. Looks like he's been in a fight.
JANEY: Attacked her, she fought back?
MIKE: Open roof.
80 rain could drench evidence.
Tony, get talking. — SILVERO: Mm—hm.
SILVERO: So you guys worked pretty closely together?
STRAMMI: We're colleagues.
SILVERO: And you went home last night from here?
STRAMMI: Well, I—I didn't go straight home.
I was with Sabrina White, Jennifer's assistant.
SILVERO: Sabrina White?
STRAMMI: Yes, we... We drove to the lake to look at the stars.
We were talking all night.
Oh, Jen...
HE WHISPERS: Poor Jennifer. Poor Jennifer.
She just...
DOOR CLOSES
Excuse me?
I'm Detective Mike Hoolihan. I'm leading this investigation.
Oh.
Oh, it's... abscess.
Came on overnight.
It's... agony.
I—I don't know why I'm talking about my teeth.
Jennifer. Jesus Christ.
Don't think Jesus had much to do with this, Dr Strammi.
Yes... — You've got one on the go.
You covered the telescope?
Well, w—what was I supposed to do? It was raining.
The telescope would've been wrecked.
It was raining cats and dogs.
lt... it was clear last night.
Jennifer was... so happy.
POLICE RADIO CHATTERS
MUSIC: "I'll Be Seeing You" by Brenda Lee ♪ I’ll be seeing you ♪
♪ in every lovely summer’s day ♪
♪ in everything that’s light and gay ♪
♪ Oh, I’ll always think of you that way ♪
♪ I’ll find you ♪
♪ in the morning sun... ♪
KNOCK ON DOOR
♪ And when the night is new... ♪
Don't touch anything. — Sorry.
Nice to make your acquaintance, Detective Hoolihan.
Hear you're a case—closing legend.
l'm Stella Honey, new reporter for Channel Two.
We'd like a statement.
Hm. I'm not the one to see. — You sure about that?
SHE SIGHS
You ever think about retiring?
Why don't you just wheel me out into the sun, Janey?
My whole life's been homicide.
JANEY CHUCKLES Now, that's no Ian Strammi.
MAN: Whoa...
Afraid of the dark, Detective?
It's merely an absence of electromagnetic waves.
Oh. — DOOR CLOSES
Hmm. Are you sure you don't want a lawyer?
Yes, ma'am.
Thank you, I'm... I don't think I need one.
Everything hidden, hm?
Cameras, microphones... HE YAWNS
Ahem. Excuse me. — I think you need that, Professor.
Busted. — Mm.
Hot. HE CHUCKLES
I—I've been obsessing all night over an idea.
If I may, I'd like to get back to that idea.
Idea?
Not too much an idea as an extremely speculative proposition
to do with time dilation.
What's your subject?
My subject involves considering the possibility that...
ours may just be one of many universes.
Call me the down—to—earth type.
MAN CHUCKLES
We didn't use to accept the Earth went round the sun, Detective.
What happened to your sock?
What's this about?
You're a person of interest. — Hm.
How long can you keep me for?
How long you and Jennifer Rockwell been going together?
What?
Um...
Wait, Jen...
Jen—Jennifer's OK, right?
I'm sorry to inform you that Jennifer Rockwell
was found dead this morning.
Why?
Who says "why"?
You say "how?"
"How did it happen?" and "who?"
"Who did it?ll
SILVERO: Over—controlled hostility type, yeah?
Duncan Reynolds is that dude.
Everyone's shocked, says what a nice, polite guy he is.
Well, he ain't cooperating, so...
we're gonna have to hold him overnight.
Make him sweat.
I still got my money on Ian Strammi. You believe his teeth story?
He'd lie about his height if he could.
He'd lie through his teeth.
I was with him. — Ah...
Not like that.
We were just talking. Discussing Schrédinger's cat all night.
I'm super fond of my cat
but I don't think I'd be able to have a conversation about her all night.
It's not a real cat.
It's a thought experiment.
Cat in a sealed box.
In my experience
usually what's in a sealed box is dead, Miss White.
She...
She gave me this.
STELLA: "God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
the courage to change the things I can
and the wisdom to know the difference."
Pardon me if you think I'm shadowing you, Detective Hoolihan.
All the meetings in this city and you walk into this one?
Not many held this late.
I started drinking as a kid.
I saw my brother get shot and killed.
Gave up drinking a year ago for good, but today I wanted a drink so bad.
Never tried this before.
Your first meeting.
Some creepy guy's already hit on me. Told me to "fake it till I make it".
They say women in these meetings can find men the police can't find.
That true?
You hungry?
Always.
I drank to be reckless, crazy... — Mm.
Trashy.
I loved it. End of story.
STELLA: More to it than that. Always is.
Hmm. Well, let's see.
I was, uh, fostered out repeatedly. You know, that kind of thing.
Ever trace your birth parents? — Mm.
Funny. You being a detective, be easy for you.
l... | just know it ain't pretty where I'm from.
So you detect the hell out of other people's lives
but your own's a mystery?
Why'd you become a cop?
Felt safe.
"Safe", she says.
I thought it was danger money you guys got paid.
I never wanted any other job.
My real life began the day I got into the Academy.
You remember nothing?
I got this. It's all I've...
I've had this all my life.
That's it. I can't remember... where it's from.
STELLA: I couldn't live like that.
Remembering nothing. Positive you can?
I'm not giving you a scoop. — STELLA CHUCKLES
And I'm not gonna be your sponsor. — SHE LAUGHS
Hey, I got jamais vu today. — Congratulations.
What is it?
Jamais vu is the opposite feeling to deja vu.
When I woke up, felt like I was seeing things for the first time.
Even though it was the same things in my same old apartment.
TV NEWS BUMPER PLAYS
Flight now, reporting live, Channel Two. This is Steila Honey.
You're here. Now you're there.
SILVERO ON TV: Flight now, it’s a bit of a whodunit
and that’s all l’m at liberty to say.
STELLA ON TV: We are here at an active crime scene
where police are trying to look for clues.
Professor Jennifer Rockwell was the daughter of decorated Vietnam veteran
and prisoner of war survivor, Councilman Colonel Tom Flockwell
owner of Flockwell Electrics, run by his sons Bray and Walt Rockwell
past winners of Louisiana ’3 Family Company of the Year A ward.
Jennifer’s mother just received a Woman of Substance Award
for her charity work.
Associa te Professor Jennifer Rockwell was recently the recipient of an award
for her research into black holes.
Police do say that they have suspects in this case
but the investigation is still ongoing.
You know...
Colonel.
I... I understand you have a suspect in custody
and, uh... I'd very much like to see him.
Colonel, you know I can't let you do that.
Yes, I know, um...
I'm just talking, like, a quick look. I just...
HE SIGHS You see...
See your daughter laid out like that and...
HE MUTTERS In the face...
Well, you know, she, uh...
pretty much was my whole life.
Whoever did this will be brought to justice, I promise you.
I just want to, um...
Think I'll ever...
You know, that love, I won't...
I won't have that again.
MIKE: Did you discover Jennifer was seeing someone else?
This is important to establish. If she was, they could be involved.
Maybe I should get a lawyer.
We are vigilant about protecting your rights.
Getting an attorney... — HE SIGHS
We have to stop this conversation.
But if we can continue talking
getting to important details about Jennifer...
Maybe you can help me figure out who could've done this horrific thing.
She...
What?
HE WINCES — What?
She... she wanted to make...
make love under the stars.
I was in a rush...
I was in a rush thinking about my idea.
And, uh, after, I...
I ran all the way back to the house.
I must have gone and forgot my sock.
Did she ever use drugs?
Mm—mm. No.
HE INHALES
Do you?
Get me a lawyer.
What? — Get me a lawyer!
We don't get you lawyers.
You make a goddamn call and you get yourself one.
CHAIR CLATTERS
DOOR SLAMS
So the coroner said last meal was burrito.
Uh... shot at close range.
Ah.
Angle of trajectory "undetermined".
Shame. No joy in finding the weapon.
What about intimate injuries? Defensive wounds?
No, but he did find semen.
I asked him to look for traces of cream.
Cream? — Moisturising cream.
Cream?
Did you find if anything was missing from the scene?
A... scarf. — Red scarf?
Yeah. How'd you know that?
No one mentioned it and Sabrina White's only just given up her cell phone
with the footage. — Yeah.
Jennifer's a well—coordinated woman.
I...| won't share the... the scarf with suspects yet.
Yeah.
Scarf...
The catastrophic death of a star brings new life to the universe.
in order for us to live, a star must die.
We are all stardust.
We are all stardust...
Clearly he had money to burn.
MIKE: Do you see this?
Only pictures of them.
There's no photos of the family.
Hm...
I mean, what do you do with all this? You can't take it with you.
THUNDER—LIKE RUMBLE
Ugh... that smell...
Sorry, Hoolie.
It's the only thing I could find to revive you.
MIKE GROANS — What happened?
I skipped breakfast.
SHE GROANS — Easy.
You OK?
I'm good.
OK.
Did Jennifer ever run with the wrong kind of crowd?
Jennifer?
No!
Is there something or anything that you know
that you don't wanna tell us about? Hm?
When she was in the eighth grade, she wrote an essay called
"We Are All Stardust."
And it's true. She educated me.
She...
She told me that your hand can come from a different star than your nose can.
So, you see, we are all...
stars.
DISTANT SHOUT
JENNIFER: There is much we can’t see, detect
or comprehend
but we spend our lives trying to get to the heart of this dark energy.
This dark matter.
KEYBOARD CLICKS
Janey.
Hey. — I gotta go. Bye.
What you got? — It's a hat.
That is Colonel Tom.
That's a hat, but it's no proof that that is Colonel Tom.
But it definitely belongs to somebody unaccounted for, that's for sure.
Watch this.
I saw something similar to this brooch pinned to a victim of the .38 Caliber Killer.
OK. Silvero thought this scene had similarities to the .38 historics too.
I did. Face blown off like a mask.
All victims female, same age, type. — JANEY: Look here, y'all.
I think we need to keep our focus on Duncan Reynolds and Ian Strammi.
Especially Strammi.
I just feel this one here's closer to home, Hoolie.
OK. — Hm.
Hit me with your theory.
.38 Caliber Killer.
If he was in his early 203 back at the start of the spates, he'd be old now.
Guess he could've died back in the '80s when the killing stopped.
Constitution ran that story about him leaving a sock on the scene.
Hm?
The sock at the crime scene was Duncan Reynolds'.
Doesn't rule the .38 Killer out, or a copycat.
Could've used the sock that Reynolds left behind.
.38 Killer always took an excess of souvenirs, trophies.
The killer's way of nourishing his fantasies, to relive his crimes over and over again.
This isn't some 101 Crime Scene class.
Just saying.
You sure there's nothing missing from the crime scene?
Done plenty of news stories on cops fucking up.
MIKE: Cream.
Where the hell is it?
Where the hell...?
What?
My grandmother swears by this stuff and always has.
SCANNER BEEPS
You were up all of the night in question
in your car, by the lake, looking at the stars with Sabrina...
talking about a cat?
Yes, well, Schrodinger's cat can get quite complex.
It's a cat in a sealed box.
You do understand that it's not done for real?
Oh, I know what people do for real.
It's just something we think about. — Yeah, I've seen those types too.
Again...
You were up all of the night in question, talking to Sabrina
and your cheek goes boom.
SHE BLOWS
Look, I swear to you, on my children's lives
I spent the evening with Sabrina White. I don't know how else to say that.
REYNOLDS: So, the question now is, what is the difference between
this location and this, for us?
It collapses into a definite particle.
Yes. That is what happens...
but why?
Observation changes the result. — Exactly.
Very good, Miss White. Very good.
We could say it's an indication
that the universe only exists and behaves the way it does
because we're looking at it. — DOOR OPENS
Class dismissed.
INDISTINCT CHATTER
What's Schrodinger's cat?
You kidding me? — DOOR CLOSES
Cat in a sealed box with a radioactive source and poison.
Waiting for it to release or not.
Could be alive or dead.
In my quantum mechanics world
the cat could be alive and dead.
I guess it could take all night to understand that.
It's kind of quick to be back at work.
Shouldn't you be at work, Detective? — I am at work.
The lawyer says I shouldn't be talking to——
When you saw Jennifer that night, what was she wearing?
BICYCLE CHAIN RATTLES
Don't you want to help me get whoever did this?
REYNOLDS: What was she wearing? A...
A vintage dress, red shoes. You know all this.
What else was she wearing?
Uh... panties.
Uh...
A old silk scarf that her father gave her.
You took the scarf? — Why? Why would I do that?
When you're always looking for ideas...
it surprises me you had no ideas as to who killed her.
SILVERO HUMS
JANEY: Hope it don't rain on Sunday.
I gotta turn on my "soccer mom" routine.
Feel like I'm leading a double life.
Me too. — You?
What you see is what you get with Mike Hoolihan.
JANEY CHUCKLES
Oh, my gosh. These damn lights.
What's up? — MIKE: Did y'all see this?
Walt, the brother.
He said...
"I did wonder if there were people in Jennifer's life we didn't know."
What does that mean?
Rockwell Electrics, please hold.
Can I help you?
Oh! You're that detective person.
Oh, that's a dime a dozen. I reckon it's paste, mass—produced.
Fifties, early '603.
When I'm not working my fingers to the bones around here
I'm an online auction curator.
Oh. Is... Is this yours?
Oh! Who knows?
We can't account for everything around here.
Did you get it out of that box? That's my yard sale box.
Probably mine, I guess.
How well did you know Jennifer?
I never really paid her much attention.
You know, till this.
This put her in a different light.
Mm—hm. — Who did it?
Why? — Well, what do you think?
Jealousy?
Well, she had it all. I mean, she was brought up in a diamond—encrusted bubble.
You know, Miriam smothered them with her nerves.
Just sickly kids.
Colonel Tom, you gotta respect him.
He is a decorated soldier. All those medals.
He was a prisoner of war for three years. I can't imagine the things that he's seen.
Y'know, he tried to give them a backbone.
They're mirror twins, them two.
Anyway, toodle—oo. — Are Wait and Bray here?
Oh, yeah. We've not stopped working.
There's no time for mourning.
Nope. New to me.
Doesn't look like it's worth much.
Laurel Ann's? — Always finding her junk.
Must be a hard life, seeing what you see.
Breaking bad news all the time.
I wanted to ask, Walt, you said you thought there were people
in Jennifer's life you didn't know.
|... it...
It seemed to me there had to be people other than us.
Other than you? — BRAY: Yeah.
Pretty straightforward. — MIKE: You want to expand?
The thing is, I, uh... — What?
Walt meant someone we don't know.
Some kind of freak she came into contact with.
No one that knew Jennifer would...
BOTH: Hurt her.
BRAY: You want it?
Not sure it's your thing.
MIKE: Stop. Stop.
STELLA: What is it?
I'm not sure yet. Just play it again, play it again.
MIKE: Stop it.
MAN: Folks, the past is messy.
It intrudes like a unwanted relative
spilling wine and gravy at the supper table.
But we cannot grow as a city or a people
without honest contemplation of our messy past.
Besides, street re—namings are costly and disruptive.
If we hide away everything, it brings into discussion
not so much, "Are we the city that care forgot?"
but more along the lines, "Are we the city that forgot?"
With eyes wide open, we should truly remember our past
and not create a false version of it.
HE SNIFFS — William Faulkner said it best. He said...
"The past is not dead. It's not even past."
MAN: ..beginning what astronomers believe is a dance of death.
Black holes have shaped the universe we know.
it’s like we ’re following the energy.
Like a trail of clues leading closer and closer to this black hole ’3 dark heart.
MIKE: Dark heart...
SHE WHISPERS: Dark heart...
MIRIAM: She wanted to be cremated.
MIKE: So she talked about this?
MIRIAM: Oh, yeah.
"No mausoleum or shallow grave for me," she said.
She was laughing. She was just a kid.
She was always...
adventurous.
Even as a baby, she loved spicy food.
She was always trying to get me to try it. I can't abide spicy food.
Do you recognise this?
Should I?
I keep thinking that Walt wants to tell me something.
Walt was the first to talk.
As a child, he beat Bray to it.
Oh.
This empty feeling, hollow...
It's like a fluttering.
Can't think straight, can't concentrate. Can't see things right in front of your eyes.
You get these images in your head. You...
You need to rinse them from your mind.
You think that's Jennifer?
Everyone thinks that. It's my husband's mother.
He was just a child when she...
When she? — Come on.
Come on...
SHE WHISPERS: When she...
SHE GASPS
SHE GROANS
JENNIFER (VO): There is much we can ’t see, detect or comprehend
yet we spend our lives trying to get to the heart
of this dark energy...
this dark matter.
MIKE: Tony.
Did you know that your nose could come from a different star
than your hand?
And that we're all here cos a star died?
Ain't it against God to believe that? — It's not a belief. It's fact.
I don't buy it.
I thought you believed you were a bit of a star, Silvero.
Seventies star.
SHE HUMS DISCO TUNE
You're one to talk, Joan Jett.
What's your special interest in the .38 Caliber Killer?
One of his victims was murdered in the apartment house I live in.
All the women had the look of Jennifer Rockwell.
White, blonde, similar age, faces blown off at close range.
He was dormant for decades, so I thought, came out of retirement maybe?
But now...
My bet's on Duncan Reynolds.
Motive, jealousy.
And nothing... nothing came of your interviews?
Not a witness in sight.
OPERATOR ON TAPE: OK, sir. Stay on the line for me.
STRAMMI: OK. - OPERATOR: Got an ambulance and a rescue
and a police officer en route. —STRAMM|: Yes, OK.
OPERATOR: Where is she bleeding from?
STRAMMI: Oh, allover. Uh...
Face... - OPERATOR: Do you see a gun, sir?
STRAMMI: No, no gun, l...
KEYBOARD CLICKS
Caroline.
You see that?
What is that?
SHE EXHALES
SHE SCOFFS
Jesus.
I should've searched myself.
What were these guys doing, playing with their drones?
POLICE RADIO CHATTERS — To the right, over there.
Hey, hey. Hold it. Excuse me.
STRAMMI: What do you want? — What do I want?
You,you”. — Hey! Get off me!
I haven't done anything! — Tony, get him off.
Get him off. — THEY CLAMOUR
Hey! — STRAMMI YELLS
Fuck! — Colonel...
Get him out of here.
STRAMMI YELLS — COLONEL: Watch my leg!
STRAMMI: I got to the scene...
to Jennifer, and...
the gun was just lying there
and I don't know... I don't know what I was doing
but I panicked.
I recognised the gun because it was mine.
I kept it in the drawer of the desk.
Someone must've known it was there.
And they took it so they could pin this terrible thing on me.
I had to bury it. I mean, w—what would you have done?
You wiped the gun down?
Why leave the gun behind?
Yeah. It's unusual for a perp to leave the weapon on the scene
no matter what state.
Guess that's why Strammi took it.
Cos he did it.
There's no sign of a struggle. None.
And that's likely to be somebody she knows.
SILVERO: Doctor... HE SCOFFS
I'm surprised he's even a doctor.
Strammi's so stupid
I can't believe he didn't shoot her twice and put the gun in her hand
set her up. HE SCOFFS
What... what?
SILVERO: Strammi. — Oh, I...
SILVERO: He's such a dope, I'm surprised he didn't shoot her
and then give Jennifer the gun, make it look like she did it.
The one person I never...
put in the frame.
The only person we know for sure...
who was there.
What if...
the powerful recoil when Jennifer...
No, "if" Jennifer.
The recoil forced the gun to be thrown...
from her.
Strammi...
sees his gun so far from the body
he reads it as homicide and... — Mike.
MIKE: ...he takes the gun.
Jennifer killed herself.
There's no suicide letter. — Don't need one.
It's a myth. Two—thirds never leave one.
Shit.
MUSIC: "I'll Be Seeing You" by Brenda Lee ♪ I’ll be looking at the moon ♪
♪ But I’ll be seeing you... ♪
MUSIC STOPS — MICROPHONE RUSTLES
JENNIFER ON TAPE: This is the only thing that seems right.
I'd like my ashes put in the trash and l... I am sorry.
But, hey... it’s all relative.
JAN EY SIGHS
Hey, uh, ballistics called.
Got a partial print of Jennifer's on one of the bullets.
You were right.
I should've got to this sooner. — You did it by the book.
Let me see your pen thing, that little knife thing.
SILVERO: Hey.
Hm? — Case closed.
You may have pulled the trigger, but something...
someone got you there.
The only way we can enter into a black hole is with our minds.
Guess it went and blew hers.
To want your ashes... thrown in the garbage?
That's... that's brutal.
A cosmic nod to Hugh Everett.
Everett developed the theory of parallel universes.
He requested the same.
His son, uh...
His son fronts that band.
Uh... they did that song
Railroad... Railroad Man.
MIKE: Eels.
It's a cool band.
MUSIC: "Railroad Man" by Eels
♪ I feel like an old railroad man ♪
♪ Ridin' out on the Bluemont Line ♪
♪ Hummin' along old Dominion Blues ♪
♪ Not much to see and not much left to lose ♪
♪ And I know I can walk along the tracks ♪
♪ It may take a little longer but I'll know... ♪
MIKE: You sure you're OK?
REYNOLDS: It's fine.
♪ I feel like an old railroad man ♪
♪ Who's really tried the best that he can ♪
♪ To make his life add up to something good ♪
HE SIGHS
REYNOLDS: We allowed to be in here?
It's not a crime scene. — Seems like one.
I blame her father.
What?
For jump—starting her interest in vintage, giving her stuff.
Do you think he gave her this?
Maybe.
It's quite a statement, "It's all relative."
Einstein.
Typical Jennifer.
I mean, you don't think her family life played any part?
She seemed pretty well—adjusted when it came to them.
SONG ECHOES: ♪ I’ll be seeing you ♪
♪ in every lovely summer’s day ♪
♪ in everything that’s light... ♪
REYNOLDS: This is her writing.
It's, uh...
from a psychology book.
"He may only know himself as 'persona'.
This is all that is shown to society."
Persona.
Facade?
Public image.
Guise. You know what that says to me?
I never knew the real Jennifer.
How pitiful is that?
STELLA ON TV: in this stunning case
there ’s now been a twist from homicide to suicide.
STRAMMI: She was an inspirational ?gure in the department
and she would’ve wanted us to carry on.
WOMAN: That first semester, she seems...
something was up. I don ’t know...
Went to dinner with her and her parents and the twins once.
MIKE: Yeah?
Her father, like, presided over the table like a high—pressure quiz master.
Mm. — I mean, literally, like, firing questions.
You know, one of the twins cried cos he got a question wrong.
But she was a total go—getter. Won every prize going, just perfect.
But... it was as though she was, um...
You know, um. ..
wearing a mask.
An episode of crying is a police matter?
I mean, to survive a prisoner of war camp, it takes a certain kind of man.
I think something happened between Jennifer and your father that night.
Why would she go and do this? — Listen.
She may have thought she was only killing herself
but you know what?
It's as though she went and killed everyone around her.
Why?
Why would you do this?
MUSIC: "I'll Be Seeing You" by Brenda Lee
♪ I’ll be seeing you ♪
♪ In all the old familiar places ♪
♪ That this heart of mine embraces ♪
♪ All day through ♪
♪ In that small cafe’ ♪
♪ The park across the way ♪
♪ The children ’s carousel ♪
♪ The chestnut tree and the wishing well ♪
Remember when you solved your first, how it felt?
Giving the victim's families a chance to know
to grieve.
Giving them closure. — I hate that word.
Look, I don't mean to pull rank, but...
had a complaint come in from Bray Rockwell.
Lay off the Rockwells.
Jeez, Hoolie, I... JANEY SIGHS
I'd feel like I was doing my job if you'd pay a visit to the doctor.
You're right.
Yeah? — I'll go.
Yoqugo?
I'd like to ask you about the state of mind of a former patient
Jennifer Rockwell.
Were you surprised by her suicide?
Every 30 seconds, someone in the world kills themselves.
Plenty mask their depression.
Could be personality disorders that went undetected.
Childhood trauma.
Mm.
Can I help you with anything else, Detective?
Hmm.
I'm all set.
GUNSHOTS
Jennifer served as a model of intellectual power
kindness
and honesty.
It's heart—breaking to...
reach the point where someone we thought we knew well, and loved
must remain fundamentally mysterious to us in their passing.
I'd like you to take a moment...
and look at the person next to you.
Who is that person?
Do you really know?
That person is the biggest mystery...
and the greatest miracle you'll ever meet.
You're not naturally a brunette, are you? You a blonde?
Is there something you need to tell me, Mrs Rockwell?
Ever dress like a woman?
There's many ways to be a woman.
Miriam, why do you think she did this? Did she find something out?
Something to do with her father?
You know what happens to nosy girls, hey?
They lose their noses.
Ow! — MIRIAM LAUGHS
I used to do that to her when she was little.
She was the sweetest baby.
SHE SOBS
He wanted her to love him so much.
He was always trying to... to get her to love him.
MIKE: What if she hid something that happened to her?
Like, when she was a kid or something.
Like... with her father.
REYNOLDS: I don't think it's that simple.
What's so simple about that?
When we saw water, we thought of surface tension, fluid motion
protons, molecules.
Most people...
stop and smell the flowers, enjoy the colours
but we thought of spirals...
symmetry, golden angles.
You know, you two aren't as different as you seem.
Really, you're both...
You're both looking for clues.
You, on the ground.
Her, in space.
If a universe can be imagined...
it exists.
Jennifer's in another universe.
She believed in the multiverse.
That comforts me.
She only killed one of her selves.
MUSIC: "I'll Be Seeing You" by Brenda Lee ♪ I’ll be seeing you ♪
SHE SINGS ALONG: ♪ in every lovely summer’s day ♪
♪ in everything that’s light and gay ♪
♪ Oh, I’ll always think of you that way ♪
♪ I’ll find you in the morning sun ♪
♪ And when the night is new ♪
♪ I’ll be looking ♪
RECORD SKIPS — ♪ I’ll be looking... ♪
♪ I’ll be looking... ♪
JENNIFER (VO): it’s like we ’re following the energy.
Like a trail of clues leading closer and closer
to this black hole's dark heart.
DOORBELL RINGS
DOG BARKS
I need to talk to the Colonel, now.
He's not here.
I need your help. Here.
And, here, can you take this? I—I'm really, really hungry.
I—I want to go to that place that Jennifer goes to.
Her favourite. OK?
Did you see the way she looked at me? Like I couldn't feed my own daughter.
Mrs Rockwell... — Miriam!
Miriam...
I wanted my daughter...
to have the life I never had.
I did it all for her.
I am not the woman people see
just like my husband is not the man people see.
What do you...
What do you know?
Only choice, put on a brave face.
Like a mask?
MIRIAM CHUCKLES
SHE LAUGHS
He's never gonna believe I've left him.
They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
SHE SNIFFS There.
She got what she wanted.
Miriam.
You're in denial.
Is that what it's called?
I thought they called it grief. — You need this to end.
You can make it end.
I'm going back.
Back to where I came from.
Seems you should do that too.
Hm?
DOG WHINES
Man trouble?
You got it.
STELLA: Suicide of successful, beautiful woman.
Kerching.
Got me enough brownie points to finally get a commission
on the .38 Caliber Killer.
Got public interest written all over it. Deserves a new angle.
You play hunches. You've gotta.
So much evidence washed away, destroyed over the years.
Never collected.
STELLA: Cast your eyes on this.
MIKE: Sorry.
Never been attributed
but thinking maybe this was the .38 Caliber Killer too.
Sarah Fenton, 17, a volunteer at the Bywater Blind Society
was accompanying a blind woman, Heather Tolkington
when she saw a man flee the victim's home.
MIKE SIGHS
WOMAN: Sarah got interviewed.
Nobody cared before about what I saw that day.
Ma'am, I'm here to re—address that. — Never took serious by no one.
But in my eyes...
SHE DOUBLE—TAPS RAPIDLY
Double steps.
SHE DOUBLE—TAPS RAPIDLY
"Handmade mask."
"One of a kind."
JANEY: You're not back on the sauce again, are you?
SHE DOUBLE—STAM PS
Right.
Left.
Right.
Left.
Right, left
right, left.
SHE YELLS
MAN: .38 revolver, J—frame.
Now, this one's a little heavier than most. You can use it to bludgeon.
The great thing about a revolver is it never jams
it's always gonna work for you.
The first thing you wanna do is hit this release here, like that.
This is where the shells go in, here.
I'll take it.
Bywater, Gretna...
Where's that? — Elmwood, Hopedale.
All those places should mean something to you, Colonel.
A war hero...
with war wounds to prove it. — I'm not a hero.
The heroes are the ones that have their names written on the wall.
Hey.
Hey!
What are you, nuts? What are you doing?
It's crazy that a war wound can change sides.
Cane here, cane there. — OK, listen to me, Sherlock.
OK? You can use a cane in either hand.
Jennifer said we spend our lives
getting to the heart of this dark matter.
She found out about you. You pushed her to it.
Now you just take it easy, I'm warning you.
You stopped killing when Jennifer was born. Why?
Cos, like those women, she had the look of your mother.
Now just keep my mother—— — She had the looks of your mother.
Just keep my mother out of it. — Oh, you want me to leave your mother...
Leave my mother out of it! — She had no——
What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do, huh? What are you gonna do?
She had the looks of your——
Goddammit!
SHE GROANS
Ah...
SHE GROANS — Guess you got a little overheated.
MIKE SIGHS
One of those incidents.
I'm sorry, I haven't been myself. Um...
MIKE GROANS
I get a little sensitive about my mother.
Jennifer, uh...
she... she—she didn't mean to do it.
No way, um...
Didn't mean to do it.
Impossible.
That night, I don't know what...
I mean, something's just...
HE SIGHS Just... like it grabbed me.
Some... — A feeling.
Like a feeling? — Yeah.
An overwhelming feeling...
Of dread. — Yes.
And...
I don't know why, I...
I mean, you and I have seen things that...
thankfully, other people don't have to see
but we're forced to hold back our... our feelings.
But I still, for the life of me, don't know why I didn't follow...
follow, you know, my instinct. Why?
Spent my whole life, you know, just trying to take care of everybody.
My whole life.
It's all I wanted to do.
MIKE: No. No.
SHE WHISPERS: I'm on the wrong track.
I'm sorry.
FUNK MUSIC PLAYS
I might've guessed this was your type of place.
Bourbon, double.
I'm wrong.
I'm just wrong.
STRAMMI: We're all human.
Jennifer used to say that...
she couldn't believe that the universe was here solely for our benefit.
I mean, does it all come down to this?
MUSIC: "Witch Queen of New Orleans" by Jennifer Rush
♪ Of zombie, voodoo, gris—gris ♪
♪ And the Witch Queen of New Orleans ♪
♪ She lived in a world of magic ♪
♪ Possessed by the devil’s skew ♪
♪ From a shack near the swamplands made of mud—brown brick ♪
♪ Marie stirred the witches’ brew ♪
♪ Marie, Marie, la voodoo veau ♪
♪ She'll put a spell on you ♪
MAN: Woo! Put a spell on me!
♪ She'll put a spell on you ♪
♪ Marie, Marie, la voodoo veau ♪
♪ She ’s the Witch Queen of New Orleans... ♪ — Come on, come on.
RADIO SKIPS AND BUZZES
What's the story, Mike?
There's always a story.
I just...
I screwed up.
I just...
I screwed up. — Hmm.
I'm just wrong. Just...
SHE EXHALES Just wrong.
I reckon you are. — Yeah.
The kind that drinks to forget. Just like I used to, hm?
MIKE GROANS
Perhaps...
How'd you find me, huh?
I'm always in the wrong the place at the wrong time.
SHE LAUGHS
STELLA: Maybe it's a story of a woman
who began to believe there was only one way to really know
the darkness of the cosmos.
Or maybe...
it's a story of a woman with such a severe personality disorder
that nobody even knew who she was.
Or she just didn't wanna be visible anymore.
Maybe she just snapped.
Couldn't take the things she saw anymore
thought she was going crazy.
Or maybe, underneath it all
she really knew.
SHE SCOFFS
Ah...
SHE SIGHS
TAP CREAKS
WATER RUNS — SHE SIGHS
Hey—hey!
TEAM CHEERS
JANEY: What?
SILVERO: Oh. — JANEY LAUGHS
Janey. — JANEY: OK, I'm coming for that.
SILVERO: Did you finally pay the bill?
JANEY: Hey. — Tony.
Thank you. — Enjoy.
Enjoy. — Well...
Yes.
It look like we back in business.
Yeah. — Yes.
Thank you.
MIKE: I mean, don't you wanna know if it's dead or alive?
Or dead and alive?
Can't take your cat, Mike.
Well, think of it as a thought experiment
for a little while.
CAT MEOWS — MIKE: Lola.
Lola.
Lola...
MIKE CLICKS HER TONGUE
Lola.
LOCK BEEPS
Observation changes the result.
JENNIFER (VO): Like a trail of clues leading closer and closer
to this black hole ’3 dark heart.
INTERCOM BUZZES
I need to see something.
You're nothing more than cosmic contamination!
THEY GRUNT
HE GROANS — MIKE: Goddammit.
Ow!
SHE GROANS I gotta see something.
Oh, I knew it. I knew it.
Look closely at that.
Look at it, look! Look at that!
Through the eyes of a fucking crazy lady cop?
MIKE: It's from a murder victim.
My father collects all kinds of objects.
MIKE: It's one—of—a—kind.
And he has lots of objects from his victims.
He gave Jennifer things to wear from these women.
Putting them in plain sight...
gave him a sick kick.
I think y'all knew about this...
for along time.
Bray.
What did your father do to you?
He didn't do anything.
He... didn't...
touch... us.
But he always kept you thinking that he might.
Like Schrodinger's cat.
"Will it happen? Won't it happen?"
"Will it happen? Won't it happen? Will it happen?"
He's a psychopath.
He fooled us all.
But not Jennifer.
No.
I thought she killed herself because she found out what he was.
But I think she wanted to show him...
the perfect daughter he made.
So she blew her perfect face right off.
MUSIC: "I'll Be Seeing You" by Brenda Lee ♪ I’ll be seeing you ♪
♪ in every lovely summer’s day ♪
♪ in everything that’s light and gay ♪
♪ Oh, I’ll always think of you that way ♪
♪ I’ll find you in the morning sun ♪
♪ And when the night is new ♪
♪ I’ll be looking at the moon ♪
♪ But I’ll be seeing you... ♪
GUNSHOT
Mama.
Mama!
Mama.
MIKE SNIFFLES — GIRL: Mama.
OFFICER: Hey, sweetheart, wanna come with me?
MIKE SOBS
SHUTTER CLICKS
SHE EXHALES
MUSIC: "Under The Milky Way" by The Church
♪ Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty ♪
♪ Sound of their breath fades with the light ♪
♪ I think about the loveless fascination ♪
♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪
♪ Lower the curtain down on Memphis ♪
♪ Lower the curtain down, alright ♪
♪ I got no time for private consultation ♪
♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪
♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for ♪
♪ Might have known what you would find ♪
♪ And it's something quite peculiar ♪
♪ Something shimmering and white ♪
♪ It leads you here despite your destination ♪
♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪
♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for ♪
♪ Might have known what you would find ♪
♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for ♪
♪ Might have known what you would find ♪
♪ And it's something quite peculiar ♪
♪ Something shimmering and white ♪
♪ Leads you here despite your destination ♪
♪ Under the Milky Way tonight ♪
♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for ♪
♪ Might have known what you would find ♪
♪ Wish I knew what you were looking for ♪
♪ Might have known what you would find... ♪