02x13 - Bad Girls

[bunniefuu]

[soft mid-tempo music playing ]

♪ Yeah

♪ Everything's so crystal clear now ♪

♪ All I needed was time

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Oh, everything's so crystal clear now ♪

♪ I've freed my mind

♪ Now the sky has opened

♪ There are no limits to this

♪ Let me feel the passion

♪ That I know exists when you're with me, yeah ♪

♪ 'cause I can feel it when you look at me ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ The feeling's like no other

♪ Passion

♪ Passion

♪ Passion

♪ Is with me, yeah

♪ Oh...

♪ Now, that's about the time

♪ Your lips touch mine

♪ It feels so good

♪ Whoa

♪ That's about the time

♪ Your lips touch mine

♪ It feels so good

♪ Yeah

♪ Passion

♪ Everything's so crystal clear ♪

♪ Passion

♪ Is with me...

♪ Yay

♪ Yeah

♪ Ea-ea-ea

♪ La, la, ohh...

♪ Passion

♪ Passion

♪ Is with me ♪

[instrumental music]

[siren blaring]

My god.

Wong, what do we got?

Kind of shakes whatever faith you had left in human nature.

How long she been dead?

Body's about a month old.

After she was k*lled, some time elapsed

before she was dumped here.

No personal I.D. That's her pager.

When Wigor Mortis set in, she was laid out

neat as a stiff in a funeral home.

That's a knife wound through the top of the skull?

Some sort of sharp instrument.

She must have been dead. Too difficult to do in a struggle.

Who would dive a knife into the head

of someone they already k*lled?

That's one sick freak.

Come on, man, let's get out of here.

What the hell is that?

It's an artist's impression of the body

was laid out when Rigor Mortis set in.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

- We I.D. this girl yet? - Her name is Rita Ponce.

Arrested nine times uptown for prostitution.

Acknowledged her last page

on November 1st, from a guy named Juan Arce.



Rita used to read him dirty stories in Spanish.

There's also, a prost*tute by the name, Janice Wolfred

who filed a missing persons report

with the 16th precinct on November 3rd.

Upper Broadway-- girls love to work

those precinct boundaries.

So we got to work with the one-six on this?

Yeah, better with them than against them, Torres.

Right?

[instrumental music]

- Janice Wolfred? - Why the hell you want to know?

I'm Detective Moreno from the fourth precinct.

You filed a missing persons report

on Rita Ponce over at the 16th.

You don't remember me, do you?

No, I can't say I do.

It was a ways back.

Caught me up in some crack den hitting a pipe.

Three months pregnant.

Gave me a whole load of hell.

- Well... - I got my sorry a*s in detox.

I was lucky.

Baby came out fine.

So, hey, thanks.

Sure.

That report?

I filed it over a month ago.

Nobody followed up.

Look, I'm really sorry that happened.

Happens every time. I file a report, raise hell, nothing.

What do you mean, every time?

Rita's not the first.

Three other Puerto Rican girls disappeared before her.

Well, can you give me their names?

Yeah. I can get you names.

I can get you dates.

I can get you whatever you want.

Them fools at the 16th ain't on it.

Look. I'm sorry to tell you, but... Rita's dead.

Of course she's dead.

They're all dead.

And the freak that's doing it is still out there.

Torres: Detectives Hubie Flaherty

and Luis Lopez, this is Nina Moreno.

- So, what have you got? - I don't know.

About a year ago a couple of girls

disappeared off upper Broadway.

December 8th and 10th?

Those are the dates Janice Wolfred cited

in her missing persons report.

Those were the dates, yeah.

So did they check out?

I believe so.

Can we all move on?

One of the bodies was found in Riverside Park

in a gully, and the other one washed up in a utility tunnel.

Well, they each had a wound through the top of their skulls.

Autopsy report says it's a double-edge

blade like a dagger.

Well, maybe he was trying to set an example.

Some pimp moving in on his turf.

Some drug dealer owed him some money.

Set an example by hiding the bodies?

Look, two hookers show up dead.

We investigate, make no headway.

In your precinct, I'm sure you clear all your homicides.

In addition to Rita Ponce, Janice reported

a Lupe Medina missing on May 25.

Some wh*res skips town and all of a sudden she's missing?

I asked missing persons to do a computer search

on Jane does with knife wounds to the head.

That wh*re who skipped town?

She washed up back in July in Bayonne.

Hubie, what precinct is that?

- That's Jersey. - Jersey. No wonder.

You know what. Thank you very much.

I don't know what it is, Lieu. Laziness? Incompetence?

Or is it because they think they're just wh*res

getting what they deserve?

No, I guess it's all of the above.

But you're not gonna get anywhere

by alienating these guys.

Lopez still doesn't want to believe what's happening.

You never do, once you admit you got

a serial k*ller on your hands he's got his hands on you.

Hey, tomorrow's December 8th

exactly a year since the first girl disappeared.

What, so you think he's gonna celebrate?

Well, sometimes these guys do.

You know, Nina, not for nothing

but you look just like this guy's type.

If he's coming back, I need to be out there.

You sure about that?

Well, how else are we going to catch this guy?

Alright. I'll tell Williams and Torres.

Thanks, Lieu.

Nina.

You watch yourself.

- What's this? - Hey.

I'm trying to figure out this guy's pattern.

Whether it's a phase of the moon

a zodiac sign or a holiday.

According to Janice Wolfred

the first k*lling was December 8th.

Now, the second one came fast, December 10th.

Then he takes a long break until May 25th.

And then another one until November 1st.

When Rita Ponce disappeared, right?

I stare and I stare at this and I don't see a damn thing.

You worried about tomorrow?

This guy is overdue.

So you volunteered to go undercover, right?

You saw the pictures of those girls.

Oh, which ones? When they were alive and smiling?

Or the ones where they're drawing flies?

If not me, then who, Eddie?

Or do we just wait for this guy to screw up?

Oh, no, no, you just put yourself out

as bait and wait for jaws to bite.

I'm a cop, Eddie.

Somebody's snatching these girls off the street and k*lling them.

I don't know.

Just make sure your skirt isn't too high, alright?

[laughs]

Yes, daddy.

And be careful.

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

[Janice laughing] Ease up, girl.

Janice: They the ones shopping. Just be available.

Well, being available kind of flies

in the face of my upbringing.

Good catholic girl, huh?

Oh, yeah and my mom's a cop.

Ooh-ooh. It's a wonder you ever got your knees unglued.

- Oh, honey, I am no angel. - Oh, excuse me.

- My kid, my son-- - Mmm-hmm...

Six years old, going on 60.

Told me the other day that he wanted to be a priest.

Don't that beat all.

Yup.

[horn honking]

Go for it.

Hey, baby.

Looking for some fun?

Second thought, not my scene.

Moreno: So why you still chancing it out here?

You're this guy's flavor.

Why are you doing it?

Well, it's my job.

[horn honking]

Well.

She's going to a car.

You see the plates?

Yeah.

Torres: Four-y-n as in Nathan

"b" as in boy, eight-six-five.

So what kind of party are you looking for?

I'm looking for a $60 party.

Well, I know about a $70 party.

Then get your overpriced a*s in the car.

Man on radio: That vehicle is registered to Oscar Tirado.

Served five years in Attica for aggravated r*pe.

That's our boy.

Let's go.

[instrumental music]

Why don't you take your jacket off?

Stay a while.

"Hard to get" is a funny game

for a wh*re to be playing.

What makes you think I'm a wh*re?

Why do women always got to be playing games on me?

[loud dance music]

Moreno: So, what made you stop for me?

Tirado: 'cause I thought you could use a man.

A real man.

Someone to make you do things.

I got to go.

Stay. Stay. Stay.

I like these.

Try them on.

Tirado: I'll be back.

Moreno: Take your time.

I can't hear what's going on.

He's got that damn music playing.

You dirty, thieving...

b*tch!

- Get down and stay down! - Freeze!

I got it.

We'll do this again sometime.

You assaulted a police officer.

A wh*re trying to rip me off.

Five years in the pen on a r*pe charge. Hmm.

Somebody turn the tables on you while you were in there?

Nobody ever laid a finger on me.

Hmm. Were you ever a customer of a Rita Ponce?

I don't even know who Rita Ponce is.

Really? You paged her eight days before she disappeared.

Well, maybe I was getting myself a little piece

just like a thousand other guys.

Yeah, well, maybe like a thousand other guys

you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Ooh. I'm scared, Mr. Police officer.

We tossed this guys' apartment but good.

There's nothing to link him to the dead girls.

We shouldn't let this guy back out on the street.

Look, the best I could do is book him for as*ault

but he's got a girl downstairs already

ready to make his bail.

It's a year today since the first k*lling.

I mean, these guys are into their rituals.

Alright, look. We'll play it safe.

I'll put a couple of unis on Tirado.

He goes out tonight, he's got company.

- Thanks, Lieu. - Okay.

Things working out for you at aunt Paula's?

- It's okay. - Come on, you can tell me.

I'm not going to report back on you.

Aunt Paula and her kids... they're out of control, dad.

Yelling, fighting, calling each other names.

They ever fight with you or call you names?

- No. - You sure?

Yeah. I know I mess up sometimes

and you and mom get on me but not for nothing.

Guess I didn't know how lucky I was.

That's 'cause we love you, man.

And believe me, we're lucky too.

Hmm.

Here we go.

Can I move in with you, dad?

Well, you know you can any time you want

but I'll have to talk to your mother about that.

Bye, dad.

Wolfred: You can't survive in this business

without some kind of radar.

The girls he got, they weren't stupid.

I can't figure it.

You know, maybe you should be

a little bit more concerned about yourself, Janice.

Like, take a few days off.

Are you kidding? With all the Latino girls scared,

I'm picking up more paper than ever.

Hey, Padre.

- Janice! Hey! How you doing? - Hey!

- You know father Jimmy? - Yeah.

He's detective Torres' brother.

Here's my man! Hey, dude.

Come on, don't be like that.

Look, I want you to meet a friend of mine.

This is Nina Moreno. She's a detective.

You're pretty for a policeman.

Oh, my god!

Alright, boy, where is your coat?

Go get your coat. I'll be in in a minute.

I'm thinking you know, there's got to be a reason

the girls' radar didn't go off.

- Yeah? Like what? - Like, may be...

He ain't the kind of creep that makes

your flesh crawl, you know.

Maybe he comes off like the most normal

boring guy in the world. Then what?

Well, then we're back to square one.

- I'll talk to you. - Okay. See you.

Yo. Got information on the Hudson Valley slasher.

That's the one that k*lled 13, right?

Sixteen. A ritual k*ller just like our guy.

Ritual like in devil worship? What?

Uh, more like a one-man religion.

k*lling's just the beginning.

It's more about controlling women.

A corpse won't put up a fight.

So, what does he do with the bodies?

Play with them like dolls, arrange them in weird positions

take pictures, say prayers, all in any old regular location.

- A k*lling ground, huh? - Exactly.

They dump the body anywhere

but the k*lling ground is like their church.

- They keep coming back. - Check this.

The first girl was found in riverside park

three days after she disappeared.

See the way the blood is pooled around her back?

That means the body wasn't moved

and that means he probably wasn't finished.

So, the park is this guy's k*lling ground.

[instrumental music]

Williams: Yeah, yeah.

Hold on.

Unis just said that they followed Oscar Tirado

to an east village porn arcade.

Tell them to buy him a bag of tokens on me.

Don't worry.

- Hey. - Hey.

So, I got everybody coupled up, like you said.

Nobody gets into a car

until her partner gets the plate.

So, who's your partner?

I got all the protection I need.

No, no, Janice. You're not getting into anybody's car

until I can get the plate. Otherwise I'll tell

my guys to pull you right over.

Why? I ain't Latin, mommy.

Janice, I mean it.

Alright.

[instrumental music]

Janice, what are you doing?

Hey, Baby, how about taking care of me and my cousin Vinnie here?

No, that's okay. I don't do doubles.

What's the matter, b*tch? My money ain't good enough for you?

I don't do doubles!

Hey, baby, what you looking for?

What kind of party?

Oh!

No!

[groaning]

[siren blaring]

While searching the park some lady informed us

of some suspicious activity going on outside this place.

Her body was laid up like that when we found it.

Can we get these tourists out of here?

This is the first fresh crime scene

we've had on this case.

Yeah, well, you wanted an all-out effort.

At contamination?

What's this here?

I got it.

[instrumental music]

Hey, you alright?

Homicide is a lot different when you know

the victim, isn't it?

Yeah, well, it's a tough life that she was leading though.

Eddie, you think she wanted that?

Come on, I knew her.

I spoke to her.

She was desperate.

A woman can end up in that life a lot easier than you think.

[sighs]

What's wrong with this? Look at the body.

I mean, she's all laid out and ready for him.

She wasn't dumped here.

Make sure that they don't move the body because if I'm right

he's going to want to come back

and finish what he started.

I'll talk to Flaherty about setting up a stakeout.

I want to get my hands on this b*stard.

Alright. What else you got here?

The F.B.I. Behavioral sciences unit developed a profile for us.

Williams: So, what kind of freak are we looking for?



Catholic or ex-catholic. Probably single.

Well, don't these guys usually have problems with women?

Um, they grew up with extremely domineering mothers.

If she's alive he may still live with her.

That's great. Always pin it on the mom.

They have this compulsion to dominate women

but they usually are the kind of guys who can't get a date.

So why the thing with prostit*tes?

Oh, it's not a thing with prostit*tes, it's a thing

with women but a prost*tute

will get in your car in the middle of the night.

Alright. What else we got here, kids?

Because of the total lack of forensic evidence

they believe the k*ller has a basic

knowledge of investigative procedure.

So they're saying that this could be a cop?

Or an auxiliary. A civilian employee.

Maybe just a buff.

No. They're saying it's a cop.

[instrumental music]

Damn it, Eric, I thought I told you

to get those toys out of here. Now!

- Alright. - What took you so long?

What the hell is this?

- Lettuce. - It's cabbage.

- I didn't know. - Too damn stupid to know.

Too damn proud to ask. Just like your daddy.

Ain't gonna amount to a damn thing.

Paula!

G, go inside. Thank you.

It'll be coleslaw instead of green salad tonight.

Listen. That is my child.

Okay. If he needs talking to, let me talk to him.

Somebody better get that boy in line--

Don't you ever let me hear you running him down or his father.

Or you gonna what? Get yourself a job?

Move out of my damn house?

Just fine by me.

[opera music]

- Jimmy. - Ed.

Yeah. How you doing?

- You here about Janice Wolfred? - Yeah.

- How many is that? - Five.

You know I buried the first two?

Janice was at mass here every Sunday.

Like a lot of the girls from the street.

The victims were all catholic?

Yeah. Or at least raised that way.

What was the name of the woman that

washed Jesus' feet with her hair?

Mary Magdalene.

When Christ rose from the grave

she was the first person to see him.

A prost*tute.

Hey, God's love is for those that need it most.

When I woke up, I couldn't find mommy.

I bet you were scared, huh?

Did someone from school come get you?

Mrs. Preston.

Did she tell you your mommy went away?

Will she be back for Christmas?

Kevin, your mommy isn't coming back.

- She went to be with God. - With God?

Yeah.

But you'll see her again when you go to heaven.

When will I do that?

Well, if you're a real good person like your mommy

and you go when your life is over

then you can stay there with her forever.

But until then, who's going to take care of me?

Come here.

December 8th is that some kind of holiday in the church?

That's the feast of the immaculate conception.

It's a holy day of obligation.

When we were all supposed to go to mass even if it isn't Sunday.

You haven't forgotten everything.

Oh, no. What about November 1st?

All saints day.

- And May 25? - Ascension Thursday.

All the girls were catholic and they were all k*lled

on holy days of obligation.

You're saying this guy is out there murdering people

in the name of the lord?

We thought it was an ethnic thing

because the first four girls were Latin.

You know, Janice used to wear a gold cross around her neck.

Maybe this guy noticed it.

Wait a minute. December 10th. What's that?

Well, in the church calendar, just a regular day.

It's got to be something. Because this guy k*lled

a girl last year on December 10th.

Ed, that's tomorrow.

[bluesy jazz music]

♪ Faced with a challenge

♪ Of finding right and wrong

♪ In a brand-new world that recognizes none ♪

♪ Yeah

♪ It's hard for me to believe in all my travels... ♪

- Hey... - How you doing?

What's happening?

You buy me a drink?

I didn't buy you a drink, no.

Thanks.

So, uh, how are things going at your sister's?

I just hadn't realized she wasn't over her divorce.

After two years, huh?

And she never will be, you know?

- That's sad. - Particularly for her children.

I mean, they get the brunt of that 24-7.

How's G handling that?

Chantal?

It's just that I came in today and she was breaking on him.

What did she say to him?

I don't want to get into that, but it was...

You know we're gonna have to get him out of there soon, right?

No, I'm just gonna have to get an apartment. That's all.

And how are you going to do that?

I was trying to hold out till I can get a job

and, you know, resume my regular lifestyle, but...

You know, um, I've been thinking...

I'm not taking any more money from you.

I'm not talking about money.

You've been raising our son for the last



maybe now's the time for him to stay with me for a while.

So, J.C, you mean after I lose everything

you want me to lose my son too?

♪ I changed the way I stood...

No.

♪ And the way I want you, yeah

♪ Using food for thought

♪ And thought for food

♪ All I have's my attitude

♪ The hourglass

♪ Hold my ever changing moods

♪ Whoo-hoo...

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Why, why, why, why, why...

[tires screeching]

Luis.

- Hey, what's up, man? - You sick b*stard!

What's up with you, man?

I didn't want to believe it, man.

Not Hubie, not my partner, man.

- What are you talking about? - I found this, man.

I found this ten feet from Janice Wolfred's body.

Got your fingerprints on it.

Sorry, I must have dropped it

during the investigation.

- Damn it! - Hey! Ahh!

You never even stepped in that church!

- Tell me the truth. - You don't understand.

I don't want to understand!

Those girls they wanted to die.

You're my partner. I trusted you, man.

- I trusted you. - Did you rat me out?

I wanted to give you that chance to stick that nine millimeter

in your mouth and clear out that sick brain of yours!

Or you could spend the next 40 years

as a fat-assed ex-cop on your face in Attica!

It was that loony-tune mother of yours, wasn't it?

You freaked out when she kicked the bucket.

No! Come on, Luis.

[grunting]

[exhales]

Moreno: Where's your partner? Flaherty: I don't know.

It's not like him to miss a stakeout.

- What time is it? - It's five to six.

You really think this sick freak is gonna show up?

Oh, yeah. Come on. This guy is like

a junkie who copped his drugs

cooked them up and filled his syringe.

She's in there waiting for him.

He's got to be going crazy.

He must have spotted us.

Bet this guy hasn't slept a wink since he k*lled her.

What keeps this guy going?

Pure adrenalin rush.

Do you think if this guy picked you up

out on the street, that you would know that it was him?

I don't know.

I mean, I thought so, but...

I'm going to radio to the coroner

and tell him to come pick up the body.

You can tell these anti-crime guys they can take off.

Okay.

[intense music]

The Coroner's going to be here in about an hour.

Oh. Well, that's okay.

You're good company, Hubie.

No. Why don't you go with them?

- Are you sure? - Yeah.

No sense both of us losing sleep.

Okay. Well, goodnight.

Hey, guys, wait up!

[instrumental music]

Chantal: I'm saying I can take care of my child.

Williams: But what I'm saying is you don't have to do it alone.

That's why I'm here.

Anyway, are you even going to have time for this?

I'll make time.

When G gets sick, J.C.?

Okay, or maybe he doesn't do his homework?

Or maybe he's hanging around with people

he shouldn't be hanging around with?

I'm saying, are you going to be there?

You sound just like my mother.

When I was a kid, I wanted to get a dog.

She said the same thing.

Maybe then that's because mothers understand

exactly what's involved here.

Yeah, but you, yourself, aren't always able to be there.

I would do what any good parent would do.

I'd do my best.

And look at your job.

I'm saying Danny Cort took my child hostage.

Danny Cort is dead. What are trying to say to me?

Because I'm a cop, I shouldn't be able to raise my kids?

No. I'm saying I never stop worrying about my child.

This is just until you find a new job.

Well, then I guess we're going to give it a try.

Just finish your homework, then go to Rachel's house.

- Excuse me, lieutenant. - Yeah?

- You have a minute? - Yeah. Alright.

I'll call you back, wait at the house for me

until I call you back. Alright? Okay, bye. What?

I just found out something really odd.

Yeah, what's that?

Well, yesterday, at the crime scene under the cross

where we found the body there was a penknife

that Lopez grabbed. And I checked with evidence inventory.

It didn't show up.

Did you call Lopez to ask him why?

He didn't show up to work, today. Didn't call.

I talked to Flaherty. He hasn't seen him either.

You think he skipped town?

Either that, or he's laying low

but if he is our guy, he's due to k*ll again tonight.

Not if you and Torres find him first, Williams.

Stake out his apartment. Alright.

[instrumental music]

Flaherty...

I didn't want to believe it.

Not Luis. Not my partner.

What are you talking about?

A patrol picked up Luis at the church.

They arrested him.

Torres and Williams are on their way.

They asked me to pick you up.

Yeah. Yeah, I want to be in on this interrogation.

Those poor girls. I trusted him.

Look, it's not your fault.

Lieutenant Lopez never set foot in his apartment today

and nobody's even heard from him.

Wait. Wait. Hold on. I got another call.

Yeah. Torres. Jimmy, what's up?

When you faxed this sketch to me the other day

I knew it reminded me of something.

At mass today, it hit me.

Now, according to this legend

in the 8th century, a young nobleman came upon a stag

with a crucifix growing from the top of his head.

Now, the stag told him that unless he turned to Christ

he was destined to burn in hell.

Williams: Then he got religion? Jimmy: Ended up a saint.

You remember your feast day, don't you Ed?

Yeah, that's the day they honor the saint

that you were named after, right.

You want to know what day this is?

This fellow's feast day.

And I'm willing to bet it's the k*ller's too.

He's reenacting some twisted version of the legend.

Let me guess. St. Luis, right?

No. Saint Hubert.

- What? - St. Hubert...

We're looking for the wrong cop. It's Flaherty.

Come on.

So, where's the sector car?

They're around back.

[intense music]

Book of revelation, chapter 11, verse seven.

"The wild beast that rises up out of the bottomless pit

"shall wage w*r on them and k*ll them...

"and their bodies shall lie in the great city of Sodom.

"The people shall see their bodies

"in the streets for three days...

"and they that dwell upon the earth shall rejoice over them

"and make merry

"and shall send gifts to one another.

"and the people shall not suffer

to have them put in graves."

Hail Mary, full of grace, the lord is with thee...

Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed

is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of god...

Pray for us sinners

now and at the hour of our death...

Amen.

Whatever made a piece of crap like you

think you were God, huh?

Yo, Ed! That's enough!

I'd blow your punk a*s away right now

if I didn't think you'd suffer more by living.

Ed, that's enough!

Come on, man. Let him go.

Turn over!

Are you alright?

Here I come!

Go, Kevin, come on! Whoo!

Yay!

I bet Kevin can fly!

[laughing] You know what?

I could get used to this.

Not me.

You hear that, Kevin?!

[yelling]

She's here.

- Hi. - Are you my grandma?

- Yes, Kevin. - I never knew I had a grandma.

And I never knew I had a grandson

but I always prayed to God I would--

a handsome one, like you.

Whose eyes are these?

Mommy's.

Mommy's? Those are granny's eyes.

- Mommy's. - Granny's eyes.

Mommy's eyes.

Granny's.

Williams: You got everything? G: Yeah.

- You sure? - Yeah.

- So, you going to come with us? - Uh, no.

You know what? I got resumes to do, so...

I'm not going to go.

Listen, um, you know

anytime you want to stop by, call--

Oh, please. I'm going to be on both of y'alls cases, you know?

Give me a hug.

You know, they said the million man march

was like about the brothers apologizing to the sisters.

Well, I want both of you to know that you have

nothing to apologize to me about, okay?

- Bye, mom. - Bye.

And don't let me catch you outside without your hat on.

- Okay. - Alright?

- See you later. - Bye-bye.

- You be good, alright? - Okay.

Alright.

[instrumental music]

♪ Faced with a challenge

♪ Of doing all the novel talk

♪ Wondering how to pay for the

♪ The things my mouth has bought ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

♪ Wanting to say the right things ♪

♪ Whenever I talk

♪ I changed the way I stood

♪ And the way I walked, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Using food for thought

♪ And thought for food ♪