Cry of Silence (2024) Movie Script
1
- You looking
for me, pretty lady?
- Hey brother.
Thank you.
- Can you believe it?
The Sampson Project.
Holy shit, major, major coup.
What I would've paid
to see the look an old man
Franklin's face
when he found out.
- No kidding.
They were sure they got it
wrapped.
- Pompous or what?
- Yeah, but these guys won the
major contracts in this town
for the past 30 years.
So it comes to reason
they'd expect this one too.
- The old farts haven't come up
with a new design
in the last 29.
- Hey, big guns, big bucks.
Contacts and connections.
- We can play that game too.
- How do you mean?
- Alicia's uncle was
asked to sit on the board
of Sampson Electronics.
- What?
No, when?
- A month ago.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- I don't wanna get
your hopes up.
I really didn't know if
he'd have any influence.
- Well, did he?
- Couldn't hurt.
Don't sweat it.
The reason we won that contract
is 'cause you're design,
it was outstanding.
We just needed somebody
to point that out.
- Actually, the timing
couldn't be better.
We couldn't renew the
release on the office
without landing something
substantial.
- So we'll see you two
Saturday night.
- Yeah, but you guys
shouldn't be
going through all this trouble.
- You know Alicia, any
excuse to throw a party.
You know Alicia can be
a real bitch sometimes,
but she knows how to
throw a party.
- Shit, is it six o'clock?
- We got 6:02.
- I gotta go.
I got my orders.
Maggie told me to be home at six
and not a minute sooner
under pain of death.
- What she got planned
this time?
- I have no idea.
But then again, I never do.
- Okay, you have a good
birthday.
"Stop, do not pass go.
"Remove your clothing
immediately.
"That's right Buster, strip.
"Any deviation from
these instructions
"could result in
extreme bodily harm."
"Proceed to stereo.
"Push play button.
"Proceed to the bathroom,
"enter tub and await
further instructions."
Today
Oh yeah
Today
Oh yeah
Today
Aha
It's your birthday
Today
Oh yeah
Today
I can't wait to
go out tonight
Yeah
Yeah, it's your birthday
Whoo
I wish you here
I wish, wish you here
Oh Yeah wish you here
I'm wishing you undress
I wish
I want you
I want you,
you know it's true
I want you
Haaa
Happy Birthday
Birthday
Happy birthday
To you
Song
Instead of a kiss
Baby this is a song
instead of a kiss
For all of you who ache
Who long
For nights like this
Song instead of a touch
Darlin' this is a song
instead of a touch
To all of you
who wait so long
And need so much
It is for those
who like to cling
It is to those
- Hello birthday boy.
To those I sing
Here is a song
instead of a clutch
Instead of a moon
Instead of a soothing
touch in the afternoon
- Are you okay back there?
Do you want some more hot water?
- It's okay, thanks.
- I should actually
consider going out soon
because I'm gonna get pruned up.
- Oh, oh, just a second,
sit up okay.
I wanna try something first.
- Crayons Maggie?
- Sure.
I borrowed them from Katie.
We can play join in the dots.
How do you think Picasso
got started?
- This stuff washes off right?
- It's just soap,
it'll suds up later.
- Okay.
Instead of a moon
- When do I get to play?
- Soon.
Instead of a soothing touch
- Hey Jessica, just
stay a while longer.
What's the rush?
Jessica, oh, come on.
- I have to go Todd, I
have work in the morning.
- Huh?
- Work, Todd.
Remember, work?
Nothing left but misery
She's got everything
My George Strait poster
My beer fridge
and my toaster
That's just my luck
and there goes my truck
There's nothing here at all
He's my best friend
I'll never see that
dog again
She took everything
- Fuck.
From A to Z
Nothing left
- Great, just great.
Oh geez.
Thanks Mr.
I have one of those somewhere.
I just couldn't find it.
And you know, it's so
nice of you to stop.
You know, most people
wouldn't have bothered.
- Get it over to the
impound ASAP.
Let forensics know
we're on the way.
Listen up everybody,
I want everything from here.
Everything.
You got it?
- Got it.
- Get it done.
- I absolutely loved my
birthday present, Mrs. Klassen.
Thank you.
- Well, I'd considered
soap and a rope.
But.
- I loved the day you
came up to the door
all wrapped up in cellophane.
- Oh God.
- Looking for the man from Glad.
- I won't be doing that again.
- Why not?
I loved it.
- My timing was so off that day.
I thought I heard you
at the mailbox.
- Oh.
- And I whipped the door open.
Poor old Mr. Rosenbloom.
He dropped the flyers and ran.
Then you take my breath away
When you need love I give it
So don't lead my
heart astray
I saw it coming
a long way off
Why did I take your heart
You took me to the
edge of love
And then you let me fall
You let me fall
Dark stars in your eyes
Such a strange energy
Oh dark stars in your eyes
I don't know
if I'll break free
Every time you look at me
I give my heart to you
And I give in so easily
I'm so in love with you
I saw it coming
a long way off
Why did I take your heart
- You're really happy about
this contract, aren't you?
- Actually, I'm relieved.
- About Larry, the partnership?
- Yeah, he doesn't seem
particularly fond
of working in the office.
But hey, if he can
lench those deals,
then great,
I can handle the rest.
I mean, I owe him that much.
Do you remember how it
was before I met him?
- Sure.
Larry's a born salesman.
I bet you he popped out
already talking,
wearing little blue suit
and carrying a tiny wee
sample case.
- Yeah.
Yeah but he's always positive.
He's always aggressive.
I mean, the guy can pitch.
I could never do that.
Like, if I made a presentation,
I would point out
every single flaw,
every single imperfection,
no matter how,
how small they are.
I'd blow the whole deal away.
- Okay, you're being too
hard on yourself.
- No, no, I'm being realistic.
I just know my limitations,
that's all.
Aren't we supposed to
pick up Katie?
- No, no, she's staying
with her little friend.
- Uh.
- Overnight.
- Do you think she'll ever
warm up to me?
- Sure.
I did, didn't I?
- That my lady is very true.
- Oh.
Dark stars in your eyes
I think I'll live in the
waking shine
Sweet stars in your eyes
- We interrupt
this program
for an important announcement.
Police are asking
the public for help
in locating a missing woman,
Jessica Cars.
Age 24, 5'6", 110 pounds
and long blonde hair.
She was last seen by
friends Wednesday evening.
- Turn that off would you?
- At a local restaurant
wearing a gray skirt, jean
jacket and high boots.
Her car was found abandoned
on Highway 19
with signs of a struggle.
Anyone with information.
- Please, it's giving me
the creeps.
- Is asked to contact
your local police department.
- Watson.
What?
Okay, well Jesus,
just gimme a sec.
But wait.
Shit.
He called,
he said he killed her,
Jessica Cars.
- Who called?
- He said this is where she is.
But it's just a
bunch of numbers.
- 15, 7, 8, 10, 8, 49.
These are coordinates.
These are map coordinates.
Get Turner in here.
I'm gonna need him.
Jesus Christ.
- So what's the story?
You've been humming all morning.
- Oh, things are looking up.
Frank and Larry landed
a big contract,
big enough to really
get them on their feet.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
And Larry and his wife are
throwing a party this weekend
to celebrate.
- So what's she like?
- Alicia?
I never met her actually,
but she's, she's a lawyer,
sort of severe.
- So she's a bit of a
bitch right?
- Well I.
Actually, Frank calls her
Alicia the Hun.
- Ouch.
So does does this mean
you're gonna go,
if this project works out,
you're gonna go back
to designing?
- I'll go back to designing.
Well, that's the plan anyway.
- Well, I have to admit, I'm,
I'm not nuts about the idea
of working here without you.
- Oh.
- Who am I gonna talk to?
- Oh, there's always Dave.
Dave, hi.
How are you?
You here to pick up your check?
Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Well?
- Well what?
- Come on, go for it.
- Gimme a break.
No.
Stop.
- Hi.
Hi.
- What's with that guy?
- Oh, it's just Dave.
He's always taking pictures.
I actually saw some
of his stuff.
He's pretty good.
- Oh, is that the guy that Jane?
- Yeah, yeah.
I just, I just know that
she likes him.
She gets all nervous and
twitchy when he's around.
- Any interest on his part?
- Honestly, I can't tell.
He's little different.
I don't think he's ever had
a girlfriend
or anything like that.
He's so quiet.
Doesn't say boo.
Oh yeah, yeah
Well I said, I said yeah
She poured me a drink
She said tell me the truth
What do you think
about freedom
I remember back when
I first met Eve
There was no one else around
just the birds and bees
- What?
She took me to her garden
- Come on.
Don't you want me.
In the middle of the night
- Come on Eve.
- Come on.
Showed me her apples
saying take a bite
She said you know you wanna
That's my pitch
Every man wants
to scratch that itch
King among kings
Or a son of a bitch
Every man wants
to scratch that itch
- What?
What now?
Her daddy didn't like me
I don't know why
Could've been the way
she felt
- Looks like we got
another one boss.
- Is it?
- Jesse Pitt, yeah.
- Ah shit.
- At least they think so.
Some kids found her.
- What, little kids?
- Nah, teenagers,
came to make out.
- They won't be doing
that again.
Did you notify?
- Yeah.
- Can we get a puppy?
- Oh sweetie I don't know.
Dogs aren't allowed
in most rentals.
- Why not?
- Well, they bark for one
and you have to
take them for walks.
- I could do that, mom.
- Well, let's talk to Frank,
see what he thinks, okay.
Hi.
- Hey sweetheart.
- Hi.
- Katie thinks she might
like to have a pet.
- Oh yeah.
Well there aren't many things
we can put in an apartment,
but we can work something out.
How about fish?
Hey, fish are nice,
they're fun to watch.
And they're so much
more than just goldfish.
Maybe we can get one of
those weird South American
or African fish.
What do you think?
Okay, perhaps we can get
one of those black fish
with big buggy eyes.
My sister used to have
one of those.
She named him Cyclops.
He only had one eye and
he used to swim like this.
- Never mind.
- Okay, how about a turtle?
Hey, turtles are fun.
I used to have one.
I named him Howard.
Perhaps you'll name yours
Michelangelo
or Raphael or Donatello?
Katie.
- I said never mind.
- Watson.
- Hi Watson, it's me again.
- You have some information.
- Don't try to keep me on the
line, I'm not that stupid.
It's about Melanie Lastman.
- So what can you tell me
about her?
- The magic number is 19, 42, 8,
10, 37.
- Shit.
- Shit.
- The raped and
mutilated body
of Melanie Lastman,
a 26-year-old waitress
was discovered earlier
today at the end of Road 146
along an abandoned
section of bridge.
It's the third gruesome
murder of its kind
in the last two months.
Police were alerted
yesterday afternoon
when Ms. Lastman failed
to appear for work.
Forensic studies of her car
have yet to reveal any clues
to the identity of the
roadside slayer.
- Uh-oh.
- What?
- I'll tell you later.
- You need some help out here?
- I wasn't expecting a visit.
- Oh, well if you weren't,
you should have been.
How many bodies have you
got piled up now, huh?
Wait, no, don't tell me, I know.
Three, three.
I am getting a lot of pressure.
The public wants to see
somebody in custody.
- Who?
Do you want me to just drag
in some guy off the street
or you want me to get
the sick fuck
that's doing it?
- Don't you get smart with me.
- All due respect, commissioner,
we're doing our best.
- Now I can arrange for
extra uniforms
if that's what you need.
But we can't have another
Winters situation.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Well, if you're feeling a
little gun shy, lost your nerve,
that would be totally
understandable.
- I haven't lost anything,
commissioner.
- Don't get defensive.
- I'm not defensive,
commissioner,
I'm offended, it's different.
- You just get this
situation under control ASAP
or heads are gonna roll.
And Lionel, yours will be
the first on the block.
- What the hell?
- Forbes has a history.
- What kind of history?
- He shot the wrong guy.
- Really?
Were there charges?
- Yeah.
He was cleared, but
it took a while.
This guy, Carl Winters pulled
a gun and Forbes killed him.
But he wasn't the serial
killer they were after.
- Serial killer?
- It was just some stupid
street punk.
- Is this the guy who
stabbed all those girls?
- Yeah, five of them.
The thing is, while Forbes
was off for shooting Winters,
the real perp, a guy named
Jacobs, got away clean,
disappeared off the radar.
- Left the country, you think?
- Probably.
- Shit that's got a sting.
- You can say that again.
Forbes brooded over it.
wrecked his health, his
marriage, everything.
- Yeah.
- You okay boss?
- Sure.
Why wouldn't I be?
- Jacobs, you think he's back?
- No, the pathology's all wrong.
- Maybe he's changed
his methods.
- I doubt it.
People like this just
don't change,
their urges don't let them.
This guy was one sick,
twisted bastard.
But this new guy,
this new guy's even
more depraved.
- Frank and I are leaving soon,
sweetie.
So, what do you think?
- You look like a clown.
- What?
Are you being silly?
- Oh, you look beautiful.
- Really?
Is my makeup okay?
It's not too much?
- Not at all, why?
- Just something Katie said.
- You ready?
- I'm ready.
- Let's go.
- I'm so glad you finally
were able to come out
and have a good time with us.
- Yeah.
- Now you really must
make most of this evening,
I've invited some very,
very important people.
- You need some wine,
I'll be right back.
- Of course, our firm is
actually handling the merger
of McCormick Steel and
the Burden Industries
which will set us up to
the top of our field.
- Who are all these people?
- I haven't the slightest idea.
- There you are.
Now I'm gonna introduce
you to a few people, okay.
Remember darlings, you can
never overlook the opportunity
to do a little networking.
Alana, Lana, hi, how are you?
How's the cheese?
Very good.
This is Frank and Margaret,
okay.
- Hello.
- Talkie, talkie.
- Okay.
- How are you?
- I didn't realize Alicia
and Larry are so well off.
- Actually, they're not.
- They're not?
- Alicia is.
- Oh.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm really working on my grip.
My left hand tends to
turn too much to the right
and my left elbow was up
higher than the right.
- I wasn't happy with him
at all.
As a decorator,
he's highly overrated.
He did a lovely job at
the MacMillan's,
but he certainly
didn't please me.
And the bill with what
he charged me,
I could have built a
whole new wing.
- Let's find Larry.
- Kitchen?
- Kitchen.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Hiding out, are you?
- Hi guys.
Come on in.
How is it out there?
- Yeah it's.
- They're a little scary,
aren't they?
- They're a little stuffy.
- More like stuffed.
- Sorry about that.
Alicia tends to get
carried away.
Would you like to sample
the snacks?
- Sure.
Thank you
- Frank.
- I better pass, thank you.
I'm on a diet.
- I'm on a diet, you?
- Yeah, just cutting down.
I gained some weight
after I quit smoking, so.
- Hmm, well, Frank's idea
of a diet
is switching to light beer.
Actually, I guilted him
into giving up smoking.
He always said that if
I quit biting my nails,
he would stop smoking and ta-da.
- Speaking of sharp nails,
keep an eye out for Alicia.
She informed me earlier today
that I'm no longer to
rinse mushrooms.
Anybody who was anyone
knows that you have to use
a special mushroom brush.
- Okay.
- Personally, anything
that's grown in horseshit,
I prefer to wash.
- Frank tells me you
taught at Bradley.
- Yeah, four years.
- I went to school there.
Mostly night class.
That's what I could afford.
But still, I'm surprised
we didn't meet.
- Well, it's a big school.
I didn't really do much
teaching when I was there.
I was more of an assistant.
I marked papers while I was
working on my doctorate.
And Alicia wanted me
outta there,
she thought it was a dead end.
- Oh, hmm.
This is absolutely gorgeous.
- Thank you.
- Larry made that himself,
honey.
- I have a woodworking
shop in the basement.
- He's got every single
power tool I can think of.
This guy can make
just about anything.
- Huh?
- Anything except money.
Eight and a half.
You're wondering her shoe size
aren't you?
Might as well take
a few pictures.
- Hmm.
Do you have a deadbolt?
- What?
- A dead bolt on your door?
- I don't believe this.
I had a similar conversation
just last night with my mother.
Okay, what's got you raving?
- I'm not raving.
- You peeked at the paper
when you went to get coffee,
didn't you?
- I'm, I'm just concerned
about you.
You live alone.
- Yes, I live alone, but I do
have a deadbolt on my door.
And I even happen to carry
some pepper spray in my purse.
- Really?
- Really.
And there's this 87-year-old
woman in my building
who thinks we should enter
into this horrible form
of entrapment.
She cheerfully refers
to as the buddy system.
- Maybe that's not such a
bad idea.
- Oh, terrific.
I'm supposed to check on
her once a day
to make sure she hasn't croaked.
And she's going to be
checking on me
whenever she feels like it,
because she's a nosy old woman.
Jesus.
- Jane.
- Well, it's true.
Actually, I don't particularly
want to be the first to know.
Somebody can tell me later,
preferably after the body's
been removed from the premises.
- Jane, you're changing
the subject.
- Look, everybody has
freaked out
over this Roadside Slayer
business,
but I feel very safe,
so don't worry about it.
- How can you?
He's going after women our age.
- Right, but how, where?
Roadside Slayer means
exactly that Maggie.
I don't drive.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Okay, okay, I can do this.
Of course I can.
I'm a smart person.
I'm a nice person.
I'm a warm, friendly person.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi, how are you?
Hi.
What are you up to?
Hi, how are you?
Doing anything later?
- Hi, Jane.
- Oh.
- Actually, I got some plans
this weekend.
Me and a few buddies are going
down to the bowling alley.
- Oh.
- Yeah, I love bowling.
- Yeah.
- That's how I stay fit.
Yep, me, Merle, Harvey,
we never miss a chance to
have a good old bowling night.
Got my own bowling ball.
I've even got my own shoes,
baby.
Yep.
None of those fungus farms
for Marvin Eugene Shankleford.
No siree, not for me.
Probably have a couple of beers,
you know,
maybe a burger or two.
You're welcome to come
if you like.
- Oh, I don't think so.
That sounds awfully athletic
to me, so.
- Why do you got your back up
against the wall like that?
- Oh, it's,
I'm sitting at my,
my desk all day.
I do these exercises to improve
my posture
or relieve the tension
in my lower back.
- Tension, is that right?
Well, I got a few
methods that can help you
relieve that tension.
- I'm, I'm good.
No.
- Goodnight Dave.
- Bye.
- Dave's my friend.
Well hell darling, if
you don't like bowling,
I mean, I can probably be
persuaded
to engage in some other
physical activities.
- Maggie, put that down.
- So what do you think
we should do about Katie?
Should we really get her a fish?
- Yeah, a barracuda.
- Frank, she's just
a little girl.
- You heard the girl Maggie,
she doesn't want to fish.
- No, she doesn't.
She wants a puppy.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I hope you explained to
her why we cannot have one.
I mean, not here, Maggie.
There's no way.
Hey, eventually we'll be
living in our own place.
Maybe then.
In the meantime, what can
I do to cheer my wife up?
Do you wanna play,
join the dots?
- Jane, did you see my
sweater, that pink one?
- No.
Maybe you left it in your car.
- I'm sure I brought it
into work the other day.
- That just came for you.
- I am not feeling that well.
I'm gonna take off early.
- Oh, okay.
Well feel better.
- Thanks.
- Maggie.
- Hi.
Shh.
- Why, is she in bed already?
- Frank, it's after 10.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
I got carried away.
I didn't realize how late
it was.
- Why don't you put
this stuff away
and I'll make you
something to eat.
- Oh, that'll be great.
Something small though,
just a sandwich.
You know, I have way too
much work to do tonight.
- Tonight?
- Yep, I'm up to my
eyeballs with this stuff.
Ah, it's this Sampson Project.
I feel like I'm developing
an ulcer.
I have this constant sick,
twisted feeling right here.
- You mean like a constant
gnawing sensation,
like you've got a small rodent,
squirrel or rat or something
in there?
- Yep.
- And it's chewing away
at your insides,
relentlessly day and night?
- Yeah.
You know exactly what I mean.
- Nope.
- Babe, I'm not kidding,
I'm really, really feeling
the pressure.
It's just too much to do.
- Why you, why is it always you?
What about Larry?
- Larry?
He doesn't concern himself
with paperwork.
All this guy does all day
is bitch about Alicia.
Like, I wouldn't be surprised
if those still got a divorce.
- And what about us?
Will we be getting a divorce?
- Hey,
not a chance.
We can't afford one anyway.
- Frank, I really need to
talk to you about something.
I'm, I'm worried about.
- Worried about Katie.
I know, listen,
I'll try and spend
more time with her, I promise.
- It's not.
- No buts Maggie okay.
I know you're worried about her.
Is she asleep?
- No, I just heard her
singing to herself
a little while ago.
- How about I just go and
tuck her in?
- I dunno.
She's been awfully difficult
lately.
- She'll come around.
By this time next month, the
kid will be nuts about me.
Hey sweetie, you asleep?
- Yes.
- I'm so sorry I wasn't here
earlier
to have dinner with you
and your mom.
- Who cares.
- But hey, I thought I'd come
in and tuck you in anyways.
All right.
We'll do it your way kid.
Forbes has a history.
He shot the wrong guy.
Is this the guy
who stabbed all those girls?
- Yeah.
- I'll
do what you want, I swear.
How many bodies
have you got piled up?
I'll try to keep count.
- Lost your nerve.
That would be totally
understandable.
- This guy
was one sick twisted bastard.
But this new guy.
Magic number is 9, 42.
- This
new guy's even more depraved.
- Oh shit.
- Everything, all right Miss?
- Thank you Officer,
I thought you were.
- Mr. Klassen, I just wanna get
a couple of things straight.
So the sitter called you
when your wife didn't arrive
to pick up your daughter?
- Yeah.
No, Maggie's daughter.
Katie is Maggie's daughter.
We haven't been married
that long.
- Okay, you said that she
normally gets home around 5:30,
is that right?
- Yeah, but she was planning
on working late tonight.
She told the sitter
she'll be there by eight.
- Any chance she's visiting
a family or friend?
- No, she only has her mother,
but she lives about a two
hour drive away from here.
Maggie's a very private person.
She doesn't have many
friends, you know, and.
But she would never do
that, she would let me know.
- How were you and your wife
getting along Mr. Klassen?
- What do you mean?
- Any marital problems,
any money problems?
- No, nothing.
- Was she upset about anything?
- No.
- Are you sure?
Because sometimes people
disappear because they want to.
- Not a chance okay.
- No offense Mr. Klassen.
All right, Mr. Klassen,
I'm gonna need a description
of how she was dressed
and a recent photograph.
- Hey.
Come in.
Hi sweetheart.
- Any news?
- So did you have a good time
with Aunt Alicia
and Uncle Larry?
- They're not my aunt and uncle.
- You can just call us Alicia
and Larry if you'd like.
Okay, sweetheart.
- Hey.
- Where's mommy?
- Mommy had to go away for
a little while, sweetheart,
for work.
But I'll tell you what,
why did you go play
with your dolls
so the grownups can talk?
- Sorry about that,
I wasn't thinking.
- Frank, if it helps,
we could keep her for
another night if you'd like.
- There's no need.
Maggie's mom coming tonight.
Thanks though.
- Okay.
- Have you heard anything
at all?
- They found her car.
- They've?
Oh my God.
- Where?
- Highway 22, just
sitting there abandoned.
There were no signs of struggle,
they say.
- Well maybe we should stay or.
- No, no, no, that, it's
fine Alicia, really.
- Okay.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
- It's fine.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
Bye Frank.
- Bye.
- Nobody will hear you scream.
- A massive
police search is now underway
in the vicinity of
Wilder Township.
The abandoned car of
Margaret Klassen, age 30,
was found late yesterday
afternoon on Highway 22.
While police wait for
forensic reports,
volunteers are combing the area
for clues
to the whereabouts of the woman
who may be the latest victim
of the Roadside Slayer.
- Help.
Frank.
Frank.
Frank.
Frank.
I'm sorry Frank, I was gonna
let you sleep but the phone.
- When did you get here?
- A couple hours ago.
- Oh my God,
Katie's been alone since.
- It's okay.
I gave her some dinner and
put her to bed, she's fine.
- Thanks Pat,
I'm glad you're here.
- There's a detective Forbes
on the line.
I already asked, he
just has some questions.
- Hello.
No, when was that?
But she never said
anything to me.
Who said that?
No, I didn't know.
Thank you, detective.
Call me.
- What is it?
- I don't know.
It doesn't make any sense.
- What did he say?
- Apparently the other day,
Maggie was really upset
to the point where she left work
early.
- You didn't know that?
- The other day he asked
me what she was wearing
before she left for work
and I didn't know that either.
Hey sweetie, you ready yet?
- No.
- Okay.
What about this one?
You used to love this outfit.
- No, I want my purple sundress.
- Katie, listen,
please be reasonable.
It's too cold outside.
You can't wear your sundress
this time of the year.
- I want my purple sundress.
And where is my mommy?
- Can I help?
- Maybe.
I dunno what to say.
And I'm afraid I don't
have patience for this.
- We're all on edge.
Let me take over.
After all, I'm used to children.
You just have to let them
know who's in charge.
- Is that so?
Well then good luck, I
gotta blow off some steam.
- Hey baby, what's going on?
- Mr. Klassen, gear
down just for a minute.
I'm just have some questions
for you.
- More questions?
- Just a few.
- How about some answers?
- Did your wife have any
enemies that you know of?
- No.
- And how about
former relationships,
any jealous boyfriends?
- No.
- Okay.
What about jealous girlfriends
or wives?
Could she have had
an involvement
with a married man at any time?
- Of course not.
- No one with any grievances
against her?
No rivalries in the workplace?
- No, everybody likes Maggie.
She doesn't go around
irritating people, detective.
- How about you, Frank, any
business deals gone sour?
- No.
- What about your love life?
Any other women?
- Absolutely not.
- Okay.
You sure, no angry husbands
anywhere?
- No.
- Is there anybody out there
that wants to see you miserable?
- Other than you?
- Thanks Mr. Klassen,
we'll be in touch.
- That's it?
- That's it, for now.
- Hey sweetie.
- Nice to know who's in charge.
- Who are you?
Why are you doing this?
What are you gonna do to me?
- We're gonna get to
know each other, Maggie,
that's all.
- How'd you know my name?
- I got it off your purse.
- Who are you?
- Maggie, Maggie, that
would spoil everything.
You have to guess.
- Guess?
I thought you were
a police officer.
- That was the idea.
Surprise.
- What are you doing here?
- The specs on the Sampson
account, what else?
- I mean, what are you
doing here?
I said I'd take care of
everything.
- Yeah, right.
- Seriously.
Everything's under control.
Look, get outta here, would you?
You shouldn't be here right now.
Please, go home.
Spend some time with Katie.
- Oh my God.
- Any news?
- Actually, I just came to
talk to Larry, is he in?
- Larry?
Larry is just here to sleep
these days.
- Oh my God, I'm sorry Alicia.
I was actually gonna tell him
that I would start
bringing work home,
you know,
to relieve the pressure.
- That's not it.
Larry and I are having problems.
- Oh.
Okay, I'm sorry.
I'll just,
I'll catch him at the office.
- Don't bother.
He won't be there.
You see,
Larry found himself
a girlfriend.
- What?
Why would you say that?
- He's never home.
He says he's always at
the office.
But I found a couple of
receipts from a women's store,
a lingerie shop.
- Alicia, they're probably
just gifts for you.
- My birthday was last week
and he got me a bottle of
perfume.
Same as last year.
- Basically, you all know
what we'd like you to do.
You're out on the road
every day.
You see literally hundreds
of people in a single day.
Be more persistent.
Ask more questions.
Maybe someone saw,
who knows, something.
And post these up every chance
you get.
And don't forget folks,
Maggie is one of our own.
We have Maggie's husband
Frank with us today.
And he'd like to say
a few words.
Frank.
- I just want say.
I just wanna say thank you
for everything you're doing.
I love my wife and
I want her back.
Thank you.
- Sorry.
Jane, Jane, you free tonight?
- Oh geez.
- There's a great pizza place.
We can order a pizza.
- Hey Dave, Dave.
Hey is McKlintock in here?
- Nope.
Wasn't in again.
- Shit, I really need
the keys to the van, man.
- Let's try his locker.
- Ah, here we are.
Ah.
Pictures to the company
Christmas party.
- Oh yeah, cool.
- Hey.
- Let's see.
Any of me?
- No, they're all of Maggie.
Maggie.
Maggie.
- Huh, that's weird.
- Yeah, that's really weird.
- Your trays, Maggie.
I need the trays back so I
can bring you your dinner.
Start pushing them through,
please.
You know Maggie, it appears
that you haven't been eating.
If I were going to hurt you,
would I have gone
through all this trouble?
You belong here with me.
You don't need anyone else,
Maggie.
You only need me.
- Only my friends
call me Maggie.
- But I am your friend.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I heard you were off sick.
I hope you're okay.
Anyway, we had this big
meeting after work yesterday.
Mr. Miller arranged it
with the office staff
and the drivers and everybody
and Frank Klassen came and.
And anyway,
I thought you'd like to
hear about it.
I brought some stuff.
Can I come in?
This is nice.
- Coffee?
- Oh yes, please.
Could I use the washroom?
- Down the hall on your right.
Hey, hey, you shouldn't
have done that.
- "Last months rent and Damage."
Jesus Larry,
what the hell are you doing?
- I thought we agreed I'd
take care of everything.
- Oh, we did.
But this, it's not exactly
what I had in mind.
- What's that?
- Save it, Larry.
Shackleton's Real Estate
Auction Rental Agreement.
So tell me, Larry, are
you living with her there
or just keeping her?
Larry, are you gonna come
clean with me or what?
- Well, the last person
that nagged me this much,
I had to marry first.
- That's not funny Larry.
Everything's a joke with you.
I know about your girlfriend.
You know what's worse?
So does Alicia.
- You talked to Alicia?
- Yeah.
She asked me not to tell anyone,
but.
She's really upset Larry.
- Don't worry about Alicia,
she'll always land
on her claws.
- Oh knock it off.
- Well, we have haven't been
getting along that well and.
- So what's new?
You know what?
This is not my business anyways.
I'm sure you'll figure
out a way to handle it.
- Dave McKlintock?
- Yeah.
- Detective Forbes,
St. Marys Police.
We need to speak with you.
Can we come in?
- Yeah.
- What do you know about
the disappearance
of Maggie Klassen?
- What?
- Turner and Cornelius,
search your place.
- Wait, wait.
Hey, wait, wait, no.
- Hold on.
Settle down.
- Great, that's just great.
She did the same thing
an hour ago.
- I'm really sorry.
- You ruined my pictures.
- Finally got her off to sleep.
It's been hard on her.
She doesn't understand
any of this.
- Yeah.
And she still doesn't
know what to make of me.
That doesn't help.
- It's just been Katie and
her mom all these years.
It's bound to be some jealousy.
- You never knew what to
make of me either, did you?
When Maggie and I told you
we were getting married,
you weren't particularly
thrilled, were you?
- That's not true.
- Come on Pat.
I know he never wanted Maggie
to marry me.
I just, just wanna know why.
- It wasn't you, Frank,
honestly.
She's been happy with you,
I know that.
Maggie told me once that
you were the only man
who ever made her feel safe.
I knew you were an architect
with his own company
and I thought she meant
security, financial security.
I was afraid she was
gonna, you know, settle.
- Settle?
- I know now, of course,
she didn't mean that at all.
I misread her.
I'm sorry, Frank.
Can I have one of those?
- I didn't know you smoked.
- I do now.
- What about Katie's father?
She never talked to me
about him.
I keep wondering if we should
contact him.
- Can't.
I don't even know who he is.
Anyway,
Maggie wouldn't want that.
I gather it was a
very unhappy situation.
Out of something bad came
something good.
That's all she ever said.
Try to get some rest okay.
- Hey Pat, did you really
think I was wealthy?
- Well, not necessarily wealthy.
Well off, perhaps.
- Well off?
- Comfortable at the very least.
- Comfortable?
Oh, that's a foreign word.
What do you mean you're
not holding this guy?
- Frank,
we've got nothing on him.
- What about these?
- Frank.
- Detective.
- Frank.
- I met the guy.
He's fucking weird.
- Frank, settle down.
I know, I know,
it's like this guy
wanted to be a suspect
growing up.
The guy's got dozens
of pictures of Maggie,
which is incriminating, yes.
But the truth is that this
guy's got dozens of pictures
of everybody he's ever met.
When I asked him about it,
he says,
"I like to take pictures,
that's what I do.
"So what?"
And he is right, so what?
- So can you tell me
why does he keep those
inside his locker?
- Evidently Maggie had asked
him to bring some of the shots
he had taken of her, 'cause
she was making a photo book
for you for your birthday.
Does this ring any bells?
According to McKlintock,
he brought in the pictures.
He didn't see Maggie that day,
so he left him in his locker.
This was confirmed by one
of the girls from work.
What's her name?
- Jane.
- Jane.
Right.
He's weird, we know that Frank,
but I can't arrest him for
being weird.
Weird's not a crime
in this country.
We interrupt this broadcast
for a special announcement.
A major breakthrough has been
made in the investigation
of the deaths in the community.
Although details have
yet to be released,
police have confirmed
the arrest of a suspect.
They believe to be the
Roadside Slayer.
- So what motivates you
to do these things, Dodds?
- I don't know.
- Come on,
you're an intelligent man.
You must have some insight
into what drives you.
- How the hell should I know?
Maybe I wasn't potty trained
properly.
- Did you ever see a
shrink about your issues?
- Fuck.
No.
- Just that these murders,
they're particularly gruesome.
And then there's
the sexual aspect.
- So?
- It's just not usual.
Usually rape victims get
murdered because rapists panic.
But you don't panic,
do you Dodds?
- No, I don't.
- You're really well prepared,
aren't you?
- Yes I am.
Maybe I was a boy scout.
- Yeah, I doubt it.
But then again, most sexual
deviants are abused as children.
- Don't call me that.
- Come on,
that makes total sense.
If you were abused as a child.
'Cause many children
that are molested
become molesters themselves.
- Fuck you.
I'm not a pedo,
I'd never touch a kid.
- Perhaps not.
But you do have a certain type,
don't you?
Why?
All the girls or young
blonde, long hair, pretty.
Does it remind you of
someone, maybe your sister,
maybe an ex-girlfriend,
maybe your mother?
Do they remind you of
your mother, Dodds?
- You sick prick?
- Do you hate your mother,
Dodds?
Did she hurt you?
Maybe touch you sexually
when you were young?
- Fuck off.
Leave my mother outta this.
- What about Jessica Cars?
You admitted to
killing Jessica Cars,
but you won't admit to
the others, why?
- Why should I?
What's in it for me?
- But you know what, Dodds,
I'm sick of this bullshit.
What do you know about
Jesse Pitt?
What about Jesse Pitt, Dodds.
What can you tell me about
Jesse Pitt?
- Yeah, yeah, I already said so,
didn't I?
- But you didn't call in
her location.
- I didn't need to.
Those horny kids did it for me.
- What can you tell me
about Margaret Klassen?
- I told you, I didn't
do Margaret Klassen.
Wish I did though.
Fine looking piece.
- Frank, Frank.
- Frank, Frank.
- Just a few questions, sir.
- Hey, get off me.
Hey asshole, what have
you don't to my wife.
- Hey, get him outta here.
Stop.
- Where is she?
- Stop.
- Where is she?
- Get him outta here.
- Where is she?
- What is this shit,
I'm supposed to get protection.
- Get him out here.
- Get that guy.
- What are you doing?
Get him the fuck outta here.
- Hey, man I did your wife.
She was great.
- Shut your fucking yap.
- She loved it.
- Shut the fuck up.
- Get him to my office and
keep him there.
Settle down.
Knock it off.
Stop.
Enough.
What is this?
- Green tea, it's very healthy.
- I asked for coffee.
- It's loaded with antioxidants.
Improves brain function.
Lowers your risk
of cardiovascular.
- Turner, Turner, please.
Sit.
- I'm fine.
- Please.
- Is he the guy?
- Well, yes and no, Frank.
- Oh Jesus Christ.
- Listen, let me finish.
His name is Malcolm Dodds.
He's confessed to the
murders of two women.
The good news is that your
wife's not one of them, okay.
I believe in a matter of time
we'll be able to connect him
to all three murdered women.
It'll be about two weeks
before DNA testing comes back.
Right now the guy's
holding out information,
he's trying to work himself
a deal.
- I don't get it.
What do you mean?
- I'm saying that we
have no reason to believe
that the guy's had
anything to do
with your wife's disappearance.
- And you bought that?
Didn't you question him?
I heard the guy.
- Frank,
he was just blowing off air.
Listen, Frank,
this guy is a braggert.
He calls in within 24 hours
to confirm the murders.
In your wife's case,
there was no call.
- He always calls.
He always calls.
You knew that and
you didn't tell me.
- I'm sorry, Frank, but if
that got out to the press,
we'd have every wacko and crank
within a thousand kilometers
calling in.
- I am not a wacko,
I am not a crank.
And I'm not the fucking press.
I'm losing my mind and you,
you're sitting on this.
- Frank, excuse me.
Yeah.
Damn, they're here now?
Yeah, I'll see them.
Just gimme a minute.
Thank you.
I believe we're done here,
Frank.
You're gonna have to excuse me.
- The hell I do.
- You just don't get it,
you dumb shit.
I just spent seven hours in
a room with a fucking animal
that mutilates, murders
and rapes young women,
in that order.
I told you he had nothing to do
with the disappearance
of your wife,
which gives me every reason
in the world
to believe she's still alive.
Do you get it?
Now if you'll please,
please excuse me.
I have Jesse Pitt's
parents waiting outside.
- I'm sorry.
- Mr. and Mrs. Pitt, my
name is Detective Forbes.
Thank you for coming in today.
- Hey, Forbes, how about
you share some information?
- I'm sorry, Mr. Klassen,
I have nothing further
for you at this time.
- Detective Forbes,
Detective Forbes.
- Oh yeah, why not?
I've answered all the questions.
- Detective Forbes.
- You had Dodds
in your room for two days
and you don't know anything
about my wife, squat.
I need some answers.
- It's an ongoing investigation.
I have no further comment
at this time.
- Detective Forbes,
we need a statement
about your investigation
on the disappearance of
Margaret Klassen.
- No, no comment.
- Frank, Frank.
Frank Klassen, right?
You're, you're Margaret
Klassen's husband?
- Yeah, that's right, I am.
- What kind of faith do you have
in this police department
in solving this crime?
- Well, to be honest with you,
not much.
They won't tell me anything.
It's appalling.
- Who do you think did it?
- They had that creep
Dodds in there for two days
and they still don't know
anything.
- Do you think Dodds did it?
- Yes.
And I don't think anybody's
doing anything
to try and save my wife.
- How is your family
handling this?
- It's, it's not easy.
I can't eat, I can't sleep.
I don't know where she is.
I don't know whether
she's in pain.
I don't.
I'm sorry.
- Don't cry.
Mommy will come home soon,
you'll see.
- Yes sweetie, yes she will.
Yes she will.
- You here all night again,
boss.
- Well, if I can't sleep,
I might as well not
sleep here right.
Why go home?
- It's just not healthy.
I hope you took the time at
least to have a good breakfast.
You remember to take your pills?
- Turner.
- Okay.
Margaret Klassen's husband
is here to see you again
and he looks almost as
bad as you.
- Oh yeah.
Just gimme a minute.
- You really want to
talk to him?
I can get rid of him
if you want.
- No, I asked him to come in
today.
I got some information for him.
You didn't find anything else,
did you?
- Nah, he checks out.
His wife doesn't come
from money,
so there's no inheritance
to speak of.
There's just a small
insurance policy
and little girl's
the beneficiary, so.
You don't like him much, do you?
- Nah, he's okay.
He's just scared.
You know,
there's no more pain in the ass
than a frantic husband.
- Do you have anything for me?
- Yeah, I got a couple of
things Frank, sit down please.
Please, please have a seat.
Now, I'm sorry we couldn't
let you in on all this before,
but evidently everybody that
we've spoken to about you
has said you're a good guy.
- Wait a second.
You've been around asking
questions about me?
- We're doing an investigation,
Frank,
you want us to be thorough,
right?
All right, your landlord,
Mr. Rosenbloom,
he had some comments about you
involving some activities
with your wife,
something involving cellophane.
Anyway, anyway, we have
no reason to believe
you had anything to do with
the disappearance of your wife.
- Thank you.
- Forensics got back to us
this morning.
Your wife's car was
tampered with.
There was sugar in the gas tank.
Now this brings this
investigation a whole new light.
Because the guy we've got
under arrest, Malcolm Dodds,
this guy chooses his victims
at random.
In your wife's case, this
was an orchestrated crime.
I mean he had to have known
your wife's whereabouts
and maybe even knew her
personally.
- Oh Christ.
Why Maggie?
- There is something else.
I have a report here from
the police in Preston.
Someone there recognized
your wife.
It's pretty old though,
like eight years old.
Apparently she initiated
an investigation
while she was going
to university.
Did she tell you about this?
- No.
- All right, some nut job
used to take pictures of her,
pictures of her with her
friends, with her boyfriend,
with her classmates.
Then the guy would cut the
other people out of the picture
and then send Maggie
the pictures.
- Just the pictures,
nothing else.
- There was no threats,
there was nothing.
- So did you get the guy?
- Well, no, what it says here
is that she received
four packages
of these pictures from this guy.
But then she graduated, she
left town, end of story.
- But do you think there's
a connection?
- Well, we don't know Frank,
but we have to follow up on
every lead.
- And please, please don't stop.
- What is it?
- This just came in.
Margaret Klassen is mentioned,
it is not a pretty scenario.
- She filed a
sexual harassment lawsuit.
How come we didn't know
about this before?
- Typical, university
didn't want any bad press.
So to keep it quiet, they had
an internal investigation.
- Figures.
- Apparently this guy was
a prominent law professor.
He wasn't fired,
he was strongly urged
to take early retirement
and then he killed himself.
- Jesus.
- So Maggie, what should
we talk about today?
Have you remembered me yet?
- No.
- No matter,
there's plenty of time.
I trust you discovered the
clothes I bought for you.
There's no reason to wear the
same old things all the time.
If you look good, you feel good.
Isn't that what they say?
- Well, Miss Priss disproves?
Isn't it amazing that
a tease like you
should suddenly become
so righteous and pure?
Perhaps the contradictory
nature of your dual roles
has caused this confusion.
Wanting temptress
and earth mother.
The terms don't compliment
each other, do they?
Yes.
That's it.
The child inhibits you.
How can you possibly communicate
your true erotic needs
and desires
with responsibilities of
motherhood on your mind?
Perhaps if you weren't
a mother anymore,
you'd feel free
to express that lustful,
sensual side of yourself.
- You leave her alone.
You touch her and I'll kill you.
- Pictures are nice,
aren't they?
- They surely are, honey.
Lots of wonderful memories
in here.
- Maybe if you ask Uncle Larry,
he'll give you his picture
of mommy for your book.
- Uncle Larry has a picture
of mommy?
- Yes, when I stayed there,
I saw it in his desk.
- And what were you doing
in his desk?
- Aunt Alicia said to look for
a pencil
so I could draw pictures.
- I see.
Must have been a picture of
mommy and me from the party.
- No, just mommy.
It was a cutout picture.
- What do you mean a
cutout picture, sweetheart?
- A cut out, like what
I have for my dolls.
- Detective Forbes, please.
Well get a hold of him,
it's an emergency.
Damn it, Turner,
it's important this time.
You still haven't said
if you like the clothes.
Come on Maggie, I have
a birthday coming up.
Hello birthday boy.
- You bastard.
Come on, Maggie, be nice.
- We
can play join the dots.
- You bastard,
you fucking bastard.
You should be nice to me.
After all, you've caused
me a lot of trouble
and I'm still nice to you.
I had to leave Preston
because of you.
You went to the police.
You shouldn't have done that
pretty lady.
You remember me now, Maggie?
- Son of a bitch.
- Fuck you.
Where are you going?
Stop, stop it
you're fucking mine.
You're fucking mine.
- Maggie.
- I'm on scene.
Two story structure.
Fully engulfed.
We're gonna take up a
defensive posture on this one.
Okay guys, bring the hose up
on this side.
And then bring it up forward.
And defensive only.
- I guess we're gonna have
to wait until tomorrow.
- Sir.
- What, what is it?
- Just that we're gonna
have to wait until tomorrow
to recover the body.
We're gonna have to dig out
the basement.
- Right.
- There there, you're all
right, you're all right now.
Had another one of those
nightmares then have you?
I'm not surprised with
what you've been through.
You have a sip of this
and try and get you back
to sleep okay.
Maybe this will help,
I'll leave the door open
a crack.
Now you ring if you need
anything at all, dear, anything.
- She's even lovelier
than I remember.
- Told you.
You like.
- I like.
- I told Frank, we'd take
really good care of Katie.
I know the irony, right.
- It is her own fault.
- That's right.
- She brought this on herself.
My father was a good man.
He would've never done
what she said.
She may as well have
hung him herself.
- True.
You're right as always
my darling.
- See my puppy, mommy.
His name is Leonardo.
- Yes.
He's very cute.
Leonardo, you were close.
- Yeah, actually he's a she.
Minor technicality.
- Okay Katie, sweetie,
mommy's very tired.
We're gotta let her sleep okay.
- Okay.
- Come on.
- Frank, Frank.
- It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay,
I'm right here.
I'm just putting Katie to bed
okay.
I'll be right back.
- Okay.
- Goodnight, sweetie.
- Hi.
Dark times has arise
We're falling into the night
There's nothing left
to see the light
The shadow closed our eyes
Discovering deep within
Follow things we desire
Burning with emotional fire
My soul cries out for hope
My soul cries out for hope
But it seems you're
letting go
Seems you're letting go
You're holding to the night
To the night
Will you open up your eyes?
Can we sail, sail away
Catch the falling star
And reach beyond night
When there's no light
Something's out of phase
We're flying with
broken wings
And now we're holding on
to dreams
That'll only let us
fall apart
And all I feel is pain
I'm sobbing from my mistakes
Now I'm screaming
at the wall
For ripping your
heart of love
And I feel you're letting go
You're holding to the night
Will you open up our eyes
Can we sail, sail away
Stop our bleeding hearts
And start a brand new life
Can we sail, sail away
Catch the falling star
And reach beyond night
When there's no light
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Ooh, what have I done?
I'm falling from love
And oh, I'm drifting away
What did I do?
I'm falling from you
Now I'm sailing away
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-Ah
- You looking
for me, pretty lady?
- Hey brother.
Thank you.
- Can you believe it?
The Sampson Project.
Holy shit, major, major coup.
What I would've paid
to see the look an old man
Franklin's face
when he found out.
- No kidding.
They were sure they got it
wrapped.
- Pompous or what?
- Yeah, but these guys won the
major contracts in this town
for the past 30 years.
So it comes to reason
they'd expect this one too.
- The old farts haven't come up
with a new design
in the last 29.
- Hey, big guns, big bucks.
Contacts and connections.
- We can play that game too.
- How do you mean?
- Alicia's uncle was
asked to sit on the board
of Sampson Electronics.
- What?
No, when?
- A month ago.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- I don't wanna get
your hopes up.
I really didn't know if
he'd have any influence.
- Well, did he?
- Couldn't hurt.
Don't sweat it.
The reason we won that contract
is 'cause you're design,
it was outstanding.
We just needed somebody
to point that out.
- Actually, the timing
couldn't be better.
We couldn't renew the
release on the office
without landing something
substantial.
- So we'll see you two
Saturday night.
- Yeah, but you guys
shouldn't be
going through all this trouble.
- You know Alicia, any
excuse to throw a party.
You know Alicia can be
a real bitch sometimes,
but she knows how to
throw a party.
- Shit, is it six o'clock?
- We got 6:02.
- I gotta go.
I got my orders.
Maggie told me to be home at six
and not a minute sooner
under pain of death.
- What she got planned
this time?
- I have no idea.
But then again, I never do.
- Okay, you have a good
birthday.
"Stop, do not pass go.
"Remove your clothing
immediately.
"That's right Buster, strip.
"Any deviation from
these instructions
"could result in
extreme bodily harm."
"Proceed to stereo.
"Push play button.
"Proceed to the bathroom,
"enter tub and await
further instructions."
Today
Oh yeah
Today
Oh yeah
Today
Aha
It's your birthday
Today
Oh yeah
Today
I can't wait to
go out tonight
Yeah
Yeah, it's your birthday
Whoo
I wish you here
I wish, wish you here
Oh Yeah wish you here
I'm wishing you undress
I wish
I want you
I want you,
you know it's true
I want you
Haaa
Happy Birthday
Birthday
Happy birthday
To you
Song
Instead of a kiss
Baby this is a song
instead of a kiss
For all of you who ache
Who long
For nights like this
Song instead of a touch
Darlin' this is a song
instead of a touch
To all of you
who wait so long
And need so much
It is for those
who like to cling
It is to those
- Hello birthday boy.
To those I sing
Here is a song
instead of a clutch
Instead of a moon
Instead of a soothing
touch in the afternoon
- Are you okay back there?
Do you want some more hot water?
- It's okay, thanks.
- I should actually
consider going out soon
because I'm gonna get pruned up.
- Oh, oh, just a second,
sit up okay.
I wanna try something first.
- Crayons Maggie?
- Sure.
I borrowed them from Katie.
We can play join in the dots.
How do you think Picasso
got started?
- This stuff washes off right?
- It's just soap,
it'll suds up later.
- Okay.
Instead of a moon
- When do I get to play?
- Soon.
Instead of a soothing touch
- Hey Jessica, just
stay a while longer.
What's the rush?
Jessica, oh, come on.
- I have to go Todd, I
have work in the morning.
- Huh?
- Work, Todd.
Remember, work?
Nothing left but misery
She's got everything
My George Strait poster
My beer fridge
and my toaster
That's just my luck
and there goes my truck
There's nothing here at all
He's my best friend
I'll never see that
dog again
She took everything
- Fuck.
From A to Z
Nothing left
- Great, just great.
Oh geez.
Thanks Mr.
I have one of those somewhere.
I just couldn't find it.
And you know, it's so
nice of you to stop.
You know, most people
wouldn't have bothered.
- Get it over to the
impound ASAP.
Let forensics know
we're on the way.
Listen up everybody,
I want everything from here.
Everything.
You got it?
- Got it.
- Get it done.
- I absolutely loved my
birthday present, Mrs. Klassen.
Thank you.
- Well, I'd considered
soap and a rope.
But.
- I loved the day you
came up to the door
all wrapped up in cellophane.
- Oh God.
- Looking for the man from Glad.
- I won't be doing that again.
- Why not?
I loved it.
- My timing was so off that day.
I thought I heard you
at the mailbox.
- Oh.
- And I whipped the door open.
Poor old Mr. Rosenbloom.
He dropped the flyers and ran.
Then you take my breath away
When you need love I give it
So don't lead my
heart astray
I saw it coming
a long way off
Why did I take your heart
You took me to the
edge of love
And then you let me fall
You let me fall
Dark stars in your eyes
Such a strange energy
Oh dark stars in your eyes
I don't know
if I'll break free
Every time you look at me
I give my heart to you
And I give in so easily
I'm so in love with you
I saw it coming
a long way off
Why did I take your heart
- You're really happy about
this contract, aren't you?
- Actually, I'm relieved.
- About Larry, the partnership?
- Yeah, he doesn't seem
particularly fond
of working in the office.
But hey, if he can
lench those deals,
then great,
I can handle the rest.
I mean, I owe him that much.
Do you remember how it
was before I met him?
- Sure.
Larry's a born salesman.
I bet you he popped out
already talking,
wearing little blue suit
and carrying a tiny wee
sample case.
- Yeah.
Yeah but he's always positive.
He's always aggressive.
I mean, the guy can pitch.
I could never do that.
Like, if I made a presentation,
I would point out
every single flaw,
every single imperfection,
no matter how,
how small they are.
I'd blow the whole deal away.
- Okay, you're being too
hard on yourself.
- No, no, I'm being realistic.
I just know my limitations,
that's all.
Aren't we supposed to
pick up Katie?
- No, no, she's staying
with her little friend.
- Uh.
- Overnight.
- Do you think she'll ever
warm up to me?
- Sure.
I did, didn't I?
- That my lady is very true.
- Oh.
Dark stars in your eyes
I think I'll live in the
waking shine
Sweet stars in your eyes
- We interrupt
this program
for an important announcement.
Police are asking
the public for help
in locating a missing woman,
Jessica Cars.
Age 24, 5'6", 110 pounds
and long blonde hair.
She was last seen by
friends Wednesday evening.
- Turn that off would you?
- At a local restaurant
wearing a gray skirt, jean
jacket and high boots.
Her car was found abandoned
on Highway 19
with signs of a struggle.
Anyone with information.
- Please, it's giving me
the creeps.
- Is asked to contact
your local police department.
- Watson.
What?
Okay, well Jesus,
just gimme a sec.
But wait.
Shit.
He called,
he said he killed her,
Jessica Cars.
- Who called?
- He said this is where she is.
But it's just a
bunch of numbers.
- 15, 7, 8, 10, 8, 49.
These are coordinates.
These are map coordinates.
Get Turner in here.
I'm gonna need him.
Jesus Christ.
- So what's the story?
You've been humming all morning.
- Oh, things are looking up.
Frank and Larry landed
a big contract,
big enough to really
get them on their feet.
- That's great.
- Yeah.
And Larry and his wife are
throwing a party this weekend
to celebrate.
- So what's she like?
- Alicia?
I never met her actually,
but she's, she's a lawyer,
sort of severe.
- So she's a bit of a
bitch right?
- Well I.
Actually, Frank calls her
Alicia the Hun.
- Ouch.
So does does this mean
you're gonna go,
if this project works out,
you're gonna go back
to designing?
- I'll go back to designing.
Well, that's the plan anyway.
- Well, I have to admit, I'm,
I'm not nuts about the idea
of working here without you.
- Oh.
- Who am I gonna talk to?
- Oh, there's always Dave.
Dave, hi.
How are you?
You here to pick up your check?
Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Well?
- Well what?
- Come on, go for it.
- Gimme a break.
No.
Stop.
- Hi.
Hi.
- What's with that guy?
- Oh, it's just Dave.
He's always taking pictures.
I actually saw some
of his stuff.
He's pretty good.
- Oh, is that the guy that Jane?
- Yeah, yeah.
I just, I just know that
she likes him.
She gets all nervous and
twitchy when he's around.
- Any interest on his part?
- Honestly, I can't tell.
He's little different.
I don't think he's ever had
a girlfriend
or anything like that.
He's so quiet.
Doesn't say boo.
Oh yeah, yeah
Well I said, I said yeah
She poured me a drink
She said tell me the truth
What do you think
about freedom
I remember back when
I first met Eve
There was no one else around
just the birds and bees
- What?
She took me to her garden
- Come on.
Don't you want me.
In the middle of the night
- Come on Eve.
- Come on.
Showed me her apples
saying take a bite
She said you know you wanna
That's my pitch
Every man wants
to scratch that itch
King among kings
Or a son of a bitch
Every man wants
to scratch that itch
- What?
What now?
Her daddy didn't like me
I don't know why
Could've been the way
she felt
- Looks like we got
another one boss.
- Is it?
- Jesse Pitt, yeah.
- Ah shit.
- At least they think so.
Some kids found her.
- What, little kids?
- Nah, teenagers,
came to make out.
- They won't be doing
that again.
Did you notify?
- Yeah.
- Can we get a puppy?
- Oh sweetie I don't know.
Dogs aren't allowed
in most rentals.
- Why not?
- Well, they bark for one
and you have to
take them for walks.
- I could do that, mom.
- Well, let's talk to Frank,
see what he thinks, okay.
Hi.
- Hey sweetheart.
- Hi.
- Katie thinks she might
like to have a pet.
- Oh yeah.
Well there aren't many things
we can put in an apartment,
but we can work something out.
How about fish?
Hey, fish are nice,
they're fun to watch.
And they're so much
more than just goldfish.
Maybe we can get one of
those weird South American
or African fish.
What do you think?
Okay, perhaps we can get
one of those black fish
with big buggy eyes.
My sister used to have
one of those.
She named him Cyclops.
He only had one eye and
he used to swim like this.
- Never mind.
- Okay, how about a turtle?
Hey, turtles are fun.
I used to have one.
I named him Howard.
Perhaps you'll name yours
Michelangelo
or Raphael or Donatello?
Katie.
- I said never mind.
- Watson.
- Hi Watson, it's me again.
- You have some information.
- Don't try to keep me on the
line, I'm not that stupid.
It's about Melanie Lastman.
- So what can you tell me
about her?
- The magic number is 19, 42, 8,
10, 37.
- Shit.
- Shit.
- The raped and
mutilated body
of Melanie Lastman,
a 26-year-old waitress
was discovered earlier
today at the end of Road 146
along an abandoned
section of bridge.
It's the third gruesome
murder of its kind
in the last two months.
Police were alerted
yesterday afternoon
when Ms. Lastman failed
to appear for work.
Forensic studies of her car
have yet to reveal any clues
to the identity of the
roadside slayer.
- Uh-oh.
- What?
- I'll tell you later.
- You need some help out here?
- I wasn't expecting a visit.
- Oh, well if you weren't,
you should have been.
How many bodies have you
got piled up now, huh?
Wait, no, don't tell me, I know.
Three, three.
I am getting a lot of pressure.
The public wants to see
somebody in custody.
- Who?
Do you want me to just drag
in some guy off the street
or you want me to get
the sick fuck
that's doing it?
- Don't you get smart with me.
- All due respect, commissioner,
we're doing our best.
- Now I can arrange for
extra uniforms
if that's what you need.
But we can't have another
Winters situation.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Well, if you're feeling a
little gun shy, lost your nerve,
that would be totally
understandable.
- I haven't lost anything,
commissioner.
- Don't get defensive.
- I'm not defensive,
commissioner,
I'm offended, it's different.
- You just get this
situation under control ASAP
or heads are gonna roll.
And Lionel, yours will be
the first on the block.
- What the hell?
- Forbes has a history.
- What kind of history?
- He shot the wrong guy.
- Really?
Were there charges?
- Yeah.
He was cleared, but
it took a while.
This guy, Carl Winters pulled
a gun and Forbes killed him.
But he wasn't the serial
killer they were after.
- Serial killer?
- It was just some stupid
street punk.
- Is this the guy who
stabbed all those girls?
- Yeah, five of them.
The thing is, while Forbes
was off for shooting Winters,
the real perp, a guy named
Jacobs, got away clean,
disappeared off the radar.
- Left the country, you think?
- Probably.
- Shit that's got a sting.
- You can say that again.
Forbes brooded over it.
wrecked his health, his
marriage, everything.
- Yeah.
- You okay boss?
- Sure.
Why wouldn't I be?
- Jacobs, you think he's back?
- No, the pathology's all wrong.
- Maybe he's changed
his methods.
- I doubt it.
People like this just
don't change,
their urges don't let them.
This guy was one sick,
twisted bastard.
But this new guy,
this new guy's even
more depraved.
- Frank and I are leaving soon,
sweetie.
So, what do you think?
- You look like a clown.
- What?
Are you being silly?
- Oh, you look beautiful.
- Really?
Is my makeup okay?
It's not too much?
- Not at all, why?
- Just something Katie said.
- You ready?
- I'm ready.
- Let's go.
- I'm so glad you finally
were able to come out
and have a good time with us.
- Yeah.
- Now you really must
make most of this evening,
I've invited some very,
very important people.
- You need some wine,
I'll be right back.
- Of course, our firm is
actually handling the merger
of McCormick Steel and
the Burden Industries
which will set us up to
the top of our field.
- Who are all these people?
- I haven't the slightest idea.
- There you are.
Now I'm gonna introduce
you to a few people, okay.
Remember darlings, you can
never overlook the opportunity
to do a little networking.
Alana, Lana, hi, how are you?
How's the cheese?
Very good.
This is Frank and Margaret,
okay.
- Hello.
- Talkie, talkie.
- Okay.
- How are you?
- I didn't realize Alicia
and Larry are so well off.
- Actually, they're not.
- They're not?
- Alicia is.
- Oh.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I'm really working on my grip.
My left hand tends to
turn too much to the right
and my left elbow was up
higher than the right.
- I wasn't happy with him
at all.
As a decorator,
he's highly overrated.
He did a lovely job at
the MacMillan's,
but he certainly
didn't please me.
And the bill with what
he charged me,
I could have built a
whole new wing.
- Let's find Larry.
- Kitchen?
- Kitchen.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Hiding out, are you?
- Hi guys.
Come on in.
How is it out there?
- Yeah it's.
- They're a little scary,
aren't they?
- They're a little stuffy.
- More like stuffed.
- Sorry about that.
Alicia tends to get
carried away.
Would you like to sample
the snacks?
- Sure.
Thank you
- Frank.
- I better pass, thank you.
I'm on a diet.
- I'm on a diet, you?
- Yeah, just cutting down.
I gained some weight
after I quit smoking, so.
- Hmm, well, Frank's idea
of a diet
is switching to light beer.
Actually, I guilted him
into giving up smoking.
He always said that if
I quit biting my nails,
he would stop smoking and ta-da.
- Speaking of sharp nails,
keep an eye out for Alicia.
She informed me earlier today
that I'm no longer to
rinse mushrooms.
Anybody who was anyone
knows that you have to use
a special mushroom brush.
- Okay.
- Personally, anything
that's grown in horseshit,
I prefer to wash.
- Frank tells me you
taught at Bradley.
- Yeah, four years.
- I went to school there.
Mostly night class.
That's what I could afford.
But still, I'm surprised
we didn't meet.
- Well, it's a big school.
I didn't really do much
teaching when I was there.
I was more of an assistant.
I marked papers while I was
working on my doctorate.
And Alicia wanted me
outta there,
she thought it was a dead end.
- Oh, hmm.
This is absolutely gorgeous.
- Thank you.
- Larry made that himself,
honey.
- I have a woodworking
shop in the basement.
- He's got every single
power tool I can think of.
This guy can make
just about anything.
- Huh?
- Anything except money.
Eight and a half.
You're wondering her shoe size
aren't you?
Might as well take
a few pictures.
- Hmm.
Do you have a deadbolt?
- What?
- A dead bolt on your door?
- I don't believe this.
I had a similar conversation
just last night with my mother.
Okay, what's got you raving?
- I'm not raving.
- You peeked at the paper
when you went to get coffee,
didn't you?
- I'm, I'm just concerned
about you.
You live alone.
- Yes, I live alone, but I do
have a deadbolt on my door.
And I even happen to carry
some pepper spray in my purse.
- Really?
- Really.
And there's this 87-year-old
woman in my building
who thinks we should enter
into this horrible form
of entrapment.
She cheerfully refers
to as the buddy system.
- Maybe that's not such a
bad idea.
- Oh, terrific.
I'm supposed to check on
her once a day
to make sure she hasn't croaked.
And she's going to be
checking on me
whenever she feels like it,
because she's a nosy old woman.
Jesus.
- Jane.
- Well, it's true.
Actually, I don't particularly
want to be the first to know.
Somebody can tell me later,
preferably after the body's
been removed from the premises.
- Jane, you're changing
the subject.
- Look, everybody has
freaked out
over this Roadside Slayer
business,
but I feel very safe,
so don't worry about it.
- How can you?
He's going after women our age.
- Right, but how, where?
Roadside Slayer means
exactly that Maggie.
I don't drive.
Oh God.
Oh God.
Okay, okay, I can do this.
Of course I can.
I'm a smart person.
I'm a nice person.
I'm a warm, friendly person.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi, how are you?
Hi.
What are you up to?
Hi, how are you?
Doing anything later?
- Hi, Jane.
- Oh.
- Actually, I got some plans
this weekend.
Me and a few buddies are going
down to the bowling alley.
- Oh.
- Yeah, I love bowling.
- Yeah.
- That's how I stay fit.
Yep, me, Merle, Harvey,
we never miss a chance to
have a good old bowling night.
Got my own bowling ball.
I've even got my own shoes,
baby.
Yep.
None of those fungus farms
for Marvin Eugene Shankleford.
No siree, not for me.
Probably have a couple of beers,
you know,
maybe a burger or two.
You're welcome to come
if you like.
- Oh, I don't think so.
That sounds awfully athletic
to me, so.
- Why do you got your back up
against the wall like that?
- Oh, it's,
I'm sitting at my,
my desk all day.
I do these exercises to improve
my posture
or relieve the tension
in my lower back.
- Tension, is that right?
Well, I got a few
methods that can help you
relieve that tension.
- I'm, I'm good.
No.
- Goodnight Dave.
- Bye.
- Dave's my friend.
Well hell darling, if
you don't like bowling,
I mean, I can probably be
persuaded
to engage in some other
physical activities.
- Maggie, put that down.
- So what do you think
we should do about Katie?
Should we really get her a fish?
- Yeah, a barracuda.
- Frank, she's just
a little girl.
- You heard the girl Maggie,
she doesn't want to fish.
- No, she doesn't.
She wants a puppy.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
I hope you explained to
her why we cannot have one.
I mean, not here, Maggie.
There's no way.
Hey, eventually we'll be
living in our own place.
Maybe then.
In the meantime, what can
I do to cheer my wife up?
Do you wanna play,
join the dots?
- Jane, did you see my
sweater, that pink one?
- No.
Maybe you left it in your car.
- I'm sure I brought it
into work the other day.
- That just came for you.
- I am not feeling that well.
I'm gonna take off early.
- Oh, okay.
Well feel better.
- Thanks.
- Maggie.
- Hi.
Shh.
- Why, is she in bed already?
- Frank, it's after 10.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
I got carried away.
I didn't realize how late
it was.
- Why don't you put
this stuff away
and I'll make you
something to eat.
- Oh, that'll be great.
Something small though,
just a sandwich.
You know, I have way too
much work to do tonight.
- Tonight?
- Yep, I'm up to my
eyeballs with this stuff.
Ah, it's this Sampson Project.
I feel like I'm developing
an ulcer.
I have this constant sick,
twisted feeling right here.
- You mean like a constant
gnawing sensation,
like you've got a small rodent,
squirrel or rat or something
in there?
- Yep.
- And it's chewing away
at your insides,
relentlessly day and night?
- Yeah.
You know exactly what I mean.
- Nope.
- Babe, I'm not kidding,
I'm really, really feeling
the pressure.
It's just too much to do.
- Why you, why is it always you?
What about Larry?
- Larry?
He doesn't concern himself
with paperwork.
All this guy does all day
is bitch about Alicia.
Like, I wouldn't be surprised
if those still got a divorce.
- And what about us?
Will we be getting a divorce?
- Hey,
not a chance.
We can't afford one anyway.
- Frank, I really need to
talk to you about something.
I'm, I'm worried about.
- Worried about Katie.
I know, listen,
I'll try and spend
more time with her, I promise.
- It's not.
- No buts Maggie okay.
I know you're worried about her.
Is she asleep?
- No, I just heard her
singing to herself
a little while ago.
- How about I just go and
tuck her in?
- I dunno.
She's been awfully difficult
lately.
- She'll come around.
By this time next month, the
kid will be nuts about me.
Hey sweetie, you asleep?
- Yes.
- I'm so sorry I wasn't here
earlier
to have dinner with you
and your mom.
- Who cares.
- But hey, I thought I'd come
in and tuck you in anyways.
All right.
We'll do it your way kid.
Forbes has a history.
He shot the wrong guy.
Is this the guy
who stabbed all those girls?
- Yeah.
- I'll
do what you want, I swear.
How many bodies
have you got piled up?
I'll try to keep count.
- Lost your nerve.
That would be totally
understandable.
- This guy
was one sick twisted bastard.
But this new guy.
Magic number is 9, 42.
- This
new guy's even more depraved.
- Oh shit.
- Everything, all right Miss?
- Thank you Officer,
I thought you were.
- Mr. Klassen, I just wanna get
a couple of things straight.
So the sitter called you
when your wife didn't arrive
to pick up your daughter?
- Yeah.
No, Maggie's daughter.
Katie is Maggie's daughter.
We haven't been married
that long.
- Okay, you said that she
normally gets home around 5:30,
is that right?
- Yeah, but she was planning
on working late tonight.
She told the sitter
she'll be there by eight.
- Any chance she's visiting
a family or friend?
- No, she only has her mother,
but she lives about a two
hour drive away from here.
Maggie's a very private person.
She doesn't have many
friends, you know, and.
But she would never do
that, she would let me know.
- How were you and your wife
getting along Mr. Klassen?
- What do you mean?
- Any marital problems,
any money problems?
- No, nothing.
- Was she upset about anything?
- No.
- Are you sure?
Because sometimes people
disappear because they want to.
- Not a chance okay.
- No offense Mr. Klassen.
All right, Mr. Klassen,
I'm gonna need a description
of how she was dressed
and a recent photograph.
- Hey.
Come in.
Hi sweetheart.
- Any news?
- So did you have a good time
with Aunt Alicia
and Uncle Larry?
- They're not my aunt and uncle.
- You can just call us Alicia
and Larry if you'd like.
Okay, sweetheart.
- Hey.
- Where's mommy?
- Mommy had to go away for
a little while, sweetheart,
for work.
But I'll tell you what,
why did you go play
with your dolls
so the grownups can talk?
- Sorry about that,
I wasn't thinking.
- Frank, if it helps,
we could keep her for
another night if you'd like.
- There's no need.
Maggie's mom coming tonight.
Thanks though.
- Okay.
- Have you heard anything
at all?
- They found her car.
- They've?
Oh my God.
- Where?
- Highway 22, just
sitting there abandoned.
There were no signs of struggle,
they say.
- Well maybe we should stay or.
- No, no, no, that, it's
fine Alicia, really.
- Okay.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
- It's fine.
- Thank you.
- Okay.
Bye Frank.
- Bye.
- Nobody will hear you scream.
- A massive
police search is now underway
in the vicinity of
Wilder Township.
The abandoned car of
Margaret Klassen, age 30,
was found late yesterday
afternoon on Highway 22.
While police wait for
forensic reports,
volunteers are combing the area
for clues
to the whereabouts of the woman
who may be the latest victim
of the Roadside Slayer.
- Help.
Frank.
Frank.
Frank.
Frank.
I'm sorry Frank, I was gonna
let you sleep but the phone.
- When did you get here?
- A couple hours ago.
- Oh my God,
Katie's been alone since.
- It's okay.
I gave her some dinner and
put her to bed, she's fine.
- Thanks Pat,
I'm glad you're here.
- There's a detective Forbes
on the line.
I already asked, he
just has some questions.
- Hello.
No, when was that?
But she never said
anything to me.
Who said that?
No, I didn't know.
Thank you, detective.
Call me.
- What is it?
- I don't know.
It doesn't make any sense.
- What did he say?
- Apparently the other day,
Maggie was really upset
to the point where she left work
early.
- You didn't know that?
- The other day he asked
me what she was wearing
before she left for work
and I didn't know that either.
Hey sweetie, you ready yet?
- No.
- Okay.
What about this one?
You used to love this outfit.
- No, I want my purple sundress.
- Katie, listen,
please be reasonable.
It's too cold outside.
You can't wear your sundress
this time of the year.
- I want my purple sundress.
And where is my mommy?
- Can I help?
- Maybe.
I dunno what to say.
And I'm afraid I don't
have patience for this.
- We're all on edge.
Let me take over.
After all, I'm used to children.
You just have to let them
know who's in charge.
- Is that so?
Well then good luck, I
gotta blow off some steam.
- Hey baby, what's going on?
- Mr. Klassen, gear
down just for a minute.
I'm just have some questions
for you.
- More questions?
- Just a few.
- How about some answers?
- Did your wife have any
enemies that you know of?
- No.
- And how about
former relationships,
any jealous boyfriends?
- No.
- Okay.
What about jealous girlfriends
or wives?
Could she have had
an involvement
with a married man at any time?
- Of course not.
- No one with any grievances
against her?
No rivalries in the workplace?
- No, everybody likes Maggie.
She doesn't go around
irritating people, detective.
- How about you, Frank, any
business deals gone sour?
- No.
- What about your love life?
Any other women?
- Absolutely not.
- Okay.
You sure, no angry husbands
anywhere?
- No.
- Is there anybody out there
that wants to see you miserable?
- Other than you?
- Thanks Mr. Klassen,
we'll be in touch.
- That's it?
- That's it, for now.
- Hey sweetie.
- Nice to know who's in charge.
- Who are you?
Why are you doing this?
What are you gonna do to me?
- We're gonna get to
know each other, Maggie,
that's all.
- How'd you know my name?
- I got it off your purse.
- Who are you?
- Maggie, Maggie, that
would spoil everything.
You have to guess.
- Guess?
I thought you were
a police officer.
- That was the idea.
Surprise.
- What are you doing here?
- The specs on the Sampson
account, what else?
- I mean, what are you
doing here?
I said I'd take care of
everything.
- Yeah, right.
- Seriously.
Everything's under control.
Look, get outta here, would you?
You shouldn't be here right now.
Please, go home.
Spend some time with Katie.
- Oh my God.
- Any news?
- Actually, I just came to
talk to Larry, is he in?
- Larry?
Larry is just here to sleep
these days.
- Oh my God, I'm sorry Alicia.
I was actually gonna tell him
that I would start
bringing work home,
you know,
to relieve the pressure.
- That's not it.
Larry and I are having problems.
- Oh.
Okay, I'm sorry.
I'll just,
I'll catch him at the office.
- Don't bother.
He won't be there.
You see,
Larry found himself
a girlfriend.
- What?
Why would you say that?
- He's never home.
He says he's always at
the office.
But I found a couple of
receipts from a women's store,
a lingerie shop.
- Alicia, they're probably
just gifts for you.
- My birthday was last week
and he got me a bottle of
perfume.
Same as last year.
- Basically, you all know
what we'd like you to do.
You're out on the road
every day.
You see literally hundreds
of people in a single day.
Be more persistent.
Ask more questions.
Maybe someone saw,
who knows, something.
And post these up every chance
you get.
And don't forget folks,
Maggie is one of our own.
We have Maggie's husband
Frank with us today.
And he'd like to say
a few words.
Frank.
- I just want say.
I just wanna say thank you
for everything you're doing.
I love my wife and
I want her back.
Thank you.
- Sorry.
Jane, Jane, you free tonight?
- Oh geez.
- There's a great pizza place.
We can order a pizza.
- Hey Dave, Dave.
Hey is McKlintock in here?
- Nope.
Wasn't in again.
- Shit, I really need
the keys to the van, man.
- Let's try his locker.
- Ah, here we are.
Ah.
Pictures to the company
Christmas party.
- Oh yeah, cool.
- Hey.
- Let's see.
Any of me?
- No, they're all of Maggie.
Maggie.
Maggie.
- Huh, that's weird.
- Yeah, that's really weird.
- Your trays, Maggie.
I need the trays back so I
can bring you your dinner.
Start pushing them through,
please.
You know Maggie, it appears
that you haven't been eating.
If I were going to hurt you,
would I have gone
through all this trouble?
You belong here with me.
You don't need anyone else,
Maggie.
You only need me.
- Only my friends
call me Maggie.
- But I am your friend.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- I heard you were off sick.
I hope you're okay.
Anyway, we had this big
meeting after work yesterday.
Mr. Miller arranged it
with the office staff
and the drivers and everybody
and Frank Klassen came and.
And anyway,
I thought you'd like to
hear about it.
I brought some stuff.
Can I come in?
This is nice.
- Coffee?
- Oh yes, please.
Could I use the washroom?
- Down the hall on your right.
Hey, hey, you shouldn't
have done that.
- "Last months rent and Damage."
Jesus Larry,
what the hell are you doing?
- I thought we agreed I'd
take care of everything.
- Oh, we did.
But this, it's not exactly
what I had in mind.
- What's that?
- Save it, Larry.
Shackleton's Real Estate
Auction Rental Agreement.
So tell me, Larry, are
you living with her there
or just keeping her?
Larry, are you gonna come
clean with me or what?
- Well, the last person
that nagged me this much,
I had to marry first.
- That's not funny Larry.
Everything's a joke with you.
I know about your girlfriend.
You know what's worse?
So does Alicia.
- You talked to Alicia?
- Yeah.
She asked me not to tell anyone,
but.
She's really upset Larry.
- Don't worry about Alicia,
she'll always land
on her claws.
- Oh knock it off.
- Well, we have haven't been
getting along that well and.
- So what's new?
You know what?
This is not my business anyways.
I'm sure you'll figure
out a way to handle it.
- Dave McKlintock?
- Yeah.
- Detective Forbes,
St. Marys Police.
We need to speak with you.
Can we come in?
- Yeah.
- What do you know about
the disappearance
of Maggie Klassen?
- What?
- Turner and Cornelius,
search your place.
- Wait, wait.
Hey, wait, wait, no.
- Hold on.
Settle down.
- Great, that's just great.
She did the same thing
an hour ago.
- I'm really sorry.
- You ruined my pictures.
- Finally got her off to sleep.
It's been hard on her.
She doesn't understand
any of this.
- Yeah.
And she still doesn't
know what to make of me.
That doesn't help.
- It's just been Katie and
her mom all these years.
It's bound to be some jealousy.
- You never knew what to
make of me either, did you?
When Maggie and I told you
we were getting married,
you weren't particularly
thrilled, were you?
- That's not true.
- Come on Pat.
I know he never wanted Maggie
to marry me.
I just, just wanna know why.
- It wasn't you, Frank,
honestly.
She's been happy with you,
I know that.
Maggie told me once that
you were the only man
who ever made her feel safe.
I knew you were an architect
with his own company
and I thought she meant
security, financial security.
I was afraid she was
gonna, you know, settle.
- Settle?
- I know now, of course,
she didn't mean that at all.
I misread her.
I'm sorry, Frank.
Can I have one of those?
- I didn't know you smoked.
- I do now.
- What about Katie's father?
She never talked to me
about him.
I keep wondering if we should
contact him.
- Can't.
I don't even know who he is.
Anyway,
Maggie wouldn't want that.
I gather it was a
very unhappy situation.
Out of something bad came
something good.
That's all she ever said.
Try to get some rest okay.
- Hey Pat, did you really
think I was wealthy?
- Well, not necessarily wealthy.
Well off, perhaps.
- Well off?
- Comfortable at the very least.
- Comfortable?
Oh, that's a foreign word.
What do you mean you're
not holding this guy?
- Frank,
we've got nothing on him.
- What about these?
- Frank.
- Detective.
- Frank.
- I met the guy.
He's fucking weird.
- Frank, settle down.
I know, I know,
it's like this guy
wanted to be a suspect
growing up.
The guy's got dozens
of pictures of Maggie,
which is incriminating, yes.
But the truth is that this
guy's got dozens of pictures
of everybody he's ever met.
When I asked him about it,
he says,
"I like to take pictures,
that's what I do.
"So what?"
And he is right, so what?
- So can you tell me
why does he keep those
inside his locker?
- Evidently Maggie had asked
him to bring some of the shots
he had taken of her, 'cause
she was making a photo book
for you for your birthday.
Does this ring any bells?
According to McKlintock,
he brought in the pictures.
He didn't see Maggie that day,
so he left him in his locker.
This was confirmed by one
of the girls from work.
What's her name?
- Jane.
- Jane.
Right.
He's weird, we know that Frank,
but I can't arrest him for
being weird.
Weird's not a crime
in this country.
We interrupt this broadcast
for a special announcement.
A major breakthrough has been
made in the investigation
of the deaths in the community.
Although details have
yet to be released,
police have confirmed
the arrest of a suspect.
They believe to be the
Roadside Slayer.
- So what motivates you
to do these things, Dodds?
- I don't know.
- Come on,
you're an intelligent man.
You must have some insight
into what drives you.
- How the hell should I know?
Maybe I wasn't potty trained
properly.
- Did you ever see a
shrink about your issues?
- Fuck.
No.
- Just that these murders,
they're particularly gruesome.
And then there's
the sexual aspect.
- So?
- It's just not usual.
Usually rape victims get
murdered because rapists panic.
But you don't panic,
do you Dodds?
- No, I don't.
- You're really well prepared,
aren't you?
- Yes I am.
Maybe I was a boy scout.
- Yeah, I doubt it.
But then again, most sexual
deviants are abused as children.
- Don't call me that.
- Come on,
that makes total sense.
If you were abused as a child.
'Cause many children
that are molested
become molesters themselves.
- Fuck you.
I'm not a pedo,
I'd never touch a kid.
- Perhaps not.
But you do have a certain type,
don't you?
Why?
All the girls or young
blonde, long hair, pretty.
Does it remind you of
someone, maybe your sister,
maybe an ex-girlfriend,
maybe your mother?
Do they remind you of
your mother, Dodds?
- You sick prick?
- Do you hate your mother,
Dodds?
Did she hurt you?
Maybe touch you sexually
when you were young?
- Fuck off.
Leave my mother outta this.
- What about Jessica Cars?
You admitted to
killing Jessica Cars,
but you won't admit to
the others, why?
- Why should I?
What's in it for me?
- But you know what, Dodds,
I'm sick of this bullshit.
What do you know about
Jesse Pitt?
What about Jesse Pitt, Dodds.
What can you tell me about
Jesse Pitt?
- Yeah, yeah, I already said so,
didn't I?
- But you didn't call in
her location.
- I didn't need to.
Those horny kids did it for me.
- What can you tell me
about Margaret Klassen?
- I told you, I didn't
do Margaret Klassen.
Wish I did though.
Fine looking piece.
- Frank, Frank.
- Frank, Frank.
- Just a few questions, sir.
- Hey, get off me.
Hey asshole, what have
you don't to my wife.
- Hey, get him outta here.
Stop.
- Where is she?
- Stop.
- Where is she?
- Get him outta here.
- Where is she?
- What is this shit,
I'm supposed to get protection.
- Get him out here.
- Get that guy.
- What are you doing?
Get him the fuck outta here.
- Hey, man I did your wife.
She was great.
- Shut your fucking yap.
- She loved it.
- Shut the fuck up.
- Get him to my office and
keep him there.
Settle down.
Knock it off.
Stop.
Enough.
What is this?
- Green tea, it's very healthy.
- I asked for coffee.
- It's loaded with antioxidants.
Improves brain function.
Lowers your risk
of cardiovascular.
- Turner, Turner, please.
Sit.
- I'm fine.
- Please.
- Is he the guy?
- Well, yes and no, Frank.
- Oh Jesus Christ.
- Listen, let me finish.
His name is Malcolm Dodds.
He's confessed to the
murders of two women.
The good news is that your
wife's not one of them, okay.
I believe in a matter of time
we'll be able to connect him
to all three murdered women.
It'll be about two weeks
before DNA testing comes back.
Right now the guy's
holding out information,
he's trying to work himself
a deal.
- I don't get it.
What do you mean?
- I'm saying that we
have no reason to believe
that the guy's had
anything to do
with your wife's disappearance.
- And you bought that?
Didn't you question him?
I heard the guy.
- Frank,
he was just blowing off air.
Listen, Frank,
this guy is a braggert.
He calls in within 24 hours
to confirm the murders.
In your wife's case,
there was no call.
- He always calls.
He always calls.
You knew that and
you didn't tell me.
- I'm sorry, Frank, but if
that got out to the press,
we'd have every wacko and crank
within a thousand kilometers
calling in.
- I am not a wacko,
I am not a crank.
And I'm not the fucking press.
I'm losing my mind and you,
you're sitting on this.
- Frank, excuse me.
Yeah.
Damn, they're here now?
Yeah, I'll see them.
Just gimme a minute.
Thank you.
I believe we're done here,
Frank.
You're gonna have to excuse me.
- The hell I do.
- You just don't get it,
you dumb shit.
I just spent seven hours in
a room with a fucking animal
that mutilates, murders
and rapes young women,
in that order.
I told you he had nothing to do
with the disappearance
of your wife,
which gives me every reason
in the world
to believe she's still alive.
Do you get it?
Now if you'll please,
please excuse me.
I have Jesse Pitt's
parents waiting outside.
- I'm sorry.
- Mr. and Mrs. Pitt, my
name is Detective Forbes.
Thank you for coming in today.
- Hey, Forbes, how about
you share some information?
- I'm sorry, Mr. Klassen,
I have nothing further
for you at this time.
- Detective Forbes,
Detective Forbes.
- Oh yeah, why not?
I've answered all the questions.
- Detective Forbes.
- You had Dodds
in your room for two days
and you don't know anything
about my wife, squat.
I need some answers.
- It's an ongoing investigation.
I have no further comment
at this time.
- Detective Forbes,
we need a statement
about your investigation
on the disappearance of
Margaret Klassen.
- No, no comment.
- Frank, Frank.
Frank Klassen, right?
You're, you're Margaret
Klassen's husband?
- Yeah, that's right, I am.
- What kind of faith do you have
in this police department
in solving this crime?
- Well, to be honest with you,
not much.
They won't tell me anything.
It's appalling.
- Who do you think did it?
- They had that creep
Dodds in there for two days
and they still don't know
anything.
- Do you think Dodds did it?
- Yes.
And I don't think anybody's
doing anything
to try and save my wife.
- How is your family
handling this?
- It's, it's not easy.
I can't eat, I can't sleep.
I don't know where she is.
I don't know whether
she's in pain.
I don't.
I'm sorry.
- Don't cry.
Mommy will come home soon,
you'll see.
- Yes sweetie, yes she will.
Yes she will.
- You here all night again,
boss.
- Well, if I can't sleep,
I might as well not
sleep here right.
Why go home?
- It's just not healthy.
I hope you took the time at
least to have a good breakfast.
You remember to take your pills?
- Turner.
- Okay.
Margaret Klassen's husband
is here to see you again
and he looks almost as
bad as you.
- Oh yeah.
Just gimme a minute.
- You really want to
talk to him?
I can get rid of him
if you want.
- No, I asked him to come in
today.
I got some information for him.
You didn't find anything else,
did you?
- Nah, he checks out.
His wife doesn't come
from money,
so there's no inheritance
to speak of.
There's just a small
insurance policy
and little girl's
the beneficiary, so.
You don't like him much, do you?
- Nah, he's okay.
He's just scared.
You know,
there's no more pain in the ass
than a frantic husband.
- Do you have anything for me?
- Yeah, I got a couple of
things Frank, sit down please.
Please, please have a seat.
Now, I'm sorry we couldn't
let you in on all this before,
but evidently everybody that
we've spoken to about you
has said you're a good guy.
- Wait a second.
You've been around asking
questions about me?
- We're doing an investigation,
Frank,
you want us to be thorough,
right?
All right, your landlord,
Mr. Rosenbloom,
he had some comments about you
involving some activities
with your wife,
something involving cellophane.
Anyway, anyway, we have
no reason to believe
you had anything to do with
the disappearance of your wife.
- Thank you.
- Forensics got back to us
this morning.
Your wife's car was
tampered with.
There was sugar in the gas tank.
Now this brings this
investigation a whole new light.
Because the guy we've got
under arrest, Malcolm Dodds,
this guy chooses his victims
at random.
In your wife's case, this
was an orchestrated crime.
I mean he had to have known
your wife's whereabouts
and maybe even knew her
personally.
- Oh Christ.
Why Maggie?
- There is something else.
I have a report here from
the police in Preston.
Someone there recognized
your wife.
It's pretty old though,
like eight years old.
Apparently she initiated
an investigation
while she was going
to university.
Did she tell you about this?
- No.
- All right, some nut job
used to take pictures of her,
pictures of her with her
friends, with her boyfriend,
with her classmates.
Then the guy would cut the
other people out of the picture
and then send Maggie
the pictures.
- Just the pictures,
nothing else.
- There was no threats,
there was nothing.
- So did you get the guy?
- Well, no, what it says here
is that she received
four packages
of these pictures from this guy.
But then she graduated, she
left town, end of story.
- But do you think there's
a connection?
- Well, we don't know Frank,
but we have to follow up on
every lead.
- And please, please don't stop.
- What is it?
- This just came in.
Margaret Klassen is mentioned,
it is not a pretty scenario.
- She filed a
sexual harassment lawsuit.
How come we didn't know
about this before?
- Typical, university
didn't want any bad press.
So to keep it quiet, they had
an internal investigation.
- Figures.
- Apparently this guy was
a prominent law professor.
He wasn't fired,
he was strongly urged
to take early retirement
and then he killed himself.
- Jesus.
- So Maggie, what should
we talk about today?
Have you remembered me yet?
- No.
- No matter,
there's plenty of time.
I trust you discovered the
clothes I bought for you.
There's no reason to wear the
same old things all the time.
If you look good, you feel good.
Isn't that what they say?
- Well, Miss Priss disproves?
Isn't it amazing that
a tease like you
should suddenly become
so righteous and pure?
Perhaps the contradictory
nature of your dual roles
has caused this confusion.
Wanting temptress
and earth mother.
The terms don't compliment
each other, do they?
Yes.
That's it.
The child inhibits you.
How can you possibly communicate
your true erotic needs
and desires
with responsibilities of
motherhood on your mind?
Perhaps if you weren't
a mother anymore,
you'd feel free
to express that lustful,
sensual side of yourself.
- You leave her alone.
You touch her and I'll kill you.
- Pictures are nice,
aren't they?
- They surely are, honey.
Lots of wonderful memories
in here.
- Maybe if you ask Uncle Larry,
he'll give you his picture
of mommy for your book.
- Uncle Larry has a picture
of mommy?
- Yes, when I stayed there,
I saw it in his desk.
- And what were you doing
in his desk?
- Aunt Alicia said to look for
a pencil
so I could draw pictures.
- I see.
Must have been a picture of
mommy and me from the party.
- No, just mommy.
It was a cutout picture.
- What do you mean a
cutout picture, sweetheart?
- A cut out, like what
I have for my dolls.
- Detective Forbes, please.
Well get a hold of him,
it's an emergency.
Damn it, Turner,
it's important this time.
You still haven't said
if you like the clothes.
Come on Maggie, I have
a birthday coming up.
Hello birthday boy.
- You bastard.
Come on, Maggie, be nice.
- We
can play join the dots.
- You bastard,
you fucking bastard.
You should be nice to me.
After all, you've caused
me a lot of trouble
and I'm still nice to you.
I had to leave Preston
because of you.
You went to the police.
You shouldn't have done that
pretty lady.
You remember me now, Maggie?
- Son of a bitch.
- Fuck you.
Where are you going?
Stop, stop it
you're fucking mine.
You're fucking mine.
- Maggie.
- I'm on scene.
Two story structure.
Fully engulfed.
We're gonna take up a
defensive posture on this one.
Okay guys, bring the hose up
on this side.
And then bring it up forward.
And defensive only.
- I guess we're gonna have
to wait until tomorrow.
- Sir.
- What, what is it?
- Just that we're gonna
have to wait until tomorrow
to recover the body.
We're gonna have to dig out
the basement.
- Right.
- There there, you're all
right, you're all right now.
Had another one of those
nightmares then have you?
I'm not surprised with
what you've been through.
You have a sip of this
and try and get you back
to sleep okay.
Maybe this will help,
I'll leave the door open
a crack.
Now you ring if you need
anything at all, dear, anything.
- She's even lovelier
than I remember.
- Told you.
You like.
- I like.
- I told Frank, we'd take
really good care of Katie.
I know the irony, right.
- It is her own fault.
- That's right.
- She brought this on herself.
My father was a good man.
He would've never done
what she said.
She may as well have
hung him herself.
- True.
You're right as always
my darling.
- See my puppy, mommy.
His name is Leonardo.
- Yes.
He's very cute.
Leonardo, you were close.
- Yeah, actually he's a she.
Minor technicality.
- Okay Katie, sweetie,
mommy's very tired.
We're gotta let her sleep okay.
- Okay.
- Come on.
- Frank, Frank.
- It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay,
I'm right here.
I'm just putting Katie to bed
okay.
I'll be right back.
- Okay.
- Goodnight, sweetie.
- Hi.
Dark times has arise
We're falling into the night
There's nothing left
to see the light
The shadow closed our eyes
Discovering deep within
Follow things we desire
Burning with emotional fire
My soul cries out for hope
My soul cries out for hope
But it seems you're
letting go
Seems you're letting go
You're holding to the night
To the night
Will you open up your eyes?
Can we sail, sail away
Catch the falling star
And reach beyond night
When there's no light
Something's out of phase
We're flying with
broken wings
And now we're holding on
to dreams
That'll only let us
fall apart
And all I feel is pain
I'm sobbing from my mistakes
Now I'm screaming
at the wall
For ripping your
heart of love
And I feel you're letting go
You're holding to the night
Will you open up our eyes
Can we sail, sail away
Stop our bleeding hearts
And start a brand new life
Can we sail, sail away
Catch the falling star
And reach beyond night
When there's no light
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Sail away, sail away,
sail away
Ooh, what have I done?
I'm falling from love
And oh, I'm drifting away
What did I do?
I'm falling from you
Now I'm sailing away
Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-Ah