06x07 - Hubris

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Previously on Crossing Jordan...

Niceness is overrated

- Swaitzer?
- Switzer.

Pushing is not here.
That's option here.

Why, because you've
cornered the market?

I'm William Ivers,

Attorney General's office,

assigned as special prosecutor...
that's me.

to investigate alleged improprieties

in the Medical Examiner's office.
That's here.

I don't give a damn
who hired you.

If you leak results one more time,
I swear to God,

your ass is gonna hit
the pavement so hard,

they're gonna hear it in Lowell.
Do you understand? Do you understand?!

I just need to talk to you
about Jordan Cavanaugh.

Can't you get rid of this guy ?
He's driving everybody nuts.

Fire Bug, fire... someone.

Give the Attorney General an out.

Let them say that they investigated,
and there's been a change.

No.

Then the scapegoat is gonna be you.

I'm gonna go home,
open a bottle of wine,

have a two-hour hot bath with...

Ivers.

Oh...
I thought we got rid of him.

Not for long.
Quick, just keep walking.

One second.

- Oh...so close.
- Inches.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Mr. Ivers would like you
to audit these case files.

Audit, as in...

Look for anomalies.
Inconsistencies.

You mean mistakes.

These cases are on evidentiary appeal.

Our findings are at issue
in that many cases?

You're not being att*cked. The Attorney
General just doesn't want any surprises.

You know defense attorneys
scrutinize everything.

Aren't you afraid we'll be a little bit
biased reviewing our own results?

All identifying data
have been redacted.

If you recognize the cases anyway,
I will expect you to be fair.

We like to look at things
objectively around here.

Bottom line is people's guilt
or innocence rests in these cases.

You have all day tomorrow.
Just get it done.

Do you have those results
I asked you for?

Any minute.

The D. A.'s office thinks
you're wrong about this case.

The man wasn't m*rder*d.
He d*ed of a heart att*ck.

Just get me those results
as soon as you can.

"Greetings, bloggers.
"Nigel Townsend here.

"Once again, my crime-solving skills
"saved the day when I came up with the

brilliant idea to reconstruct
b*llet fragments."

You have your own blog?

I try to update it every day.

Details about my latest cases,
books I'm reading, girls I'm dating.

Who's interested in that?

My bloggers find me quite fascinating.

Oh, not him again.
I thought I got rid of this freak.

Oh, so it's freaks
who find you fascinating.

This guy calls himself...
The Hangman.

He taunted me last year.

Said he dumped a body
in Lincoln Park.

Freaks and murderers.

Not a m*rder, no.

Police did a five-day grid search.
No body was found.

Five days?

So your self-promoting blather cost
the city how many tax-payer dollars?

Well, apparently this crackpot's
not gonna give up.

He's probably just got a friend
to pose for him. Don't you think?

Kate?

I want a full perimeter search.

Check with park maintenance.
See if anyone saw anything.

Hey,

this guy looks fresh. The other two
look like they've been dead for a while.

The k*ller must have held on to the
bodies till he s ready to display them.

Oh, my God.

What?

The Hangman.

Oh, do not start.
I wasted five days of my life

searching this park for a body
that was not there.

Well, there's one here now.

And these two.

He sent me video.
I saw this man being strangled.

Text message from The Hangman.

"Believe me now?"

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Unis searched the area.
Hangman is long gone.

Nigel.

I thought he was a fruitcake.

So did I.

I made jokes about him.

Hey, you've gotta snap out of it.
This is not your fault.

Look, I hate to break up
your little pity party,

but I could use some help over here.

What does it look like?

Two ligature marks.
He was strangled, then hung.

A lot of trouble to go to.

That's 'cause he's
a sick son of a bitch.

Yeah, we know that.

Do you?

These three people are dead
because of me.

-year-old stabbing victim.
Kn*fe left in the chest.

Prints on the handle
match the accused.

- DNA found on the victim...
- Let me guess

the accused.

And he thinks he's
got a case for appeal.

Okay...

Oh, g*nsh*t wound to the chest.

Victim is some poor bastard
in a convenience store.

Are you gonna read
them all out loud?

This is a waste of our time.

You're preaching to the choir.

What is Ivers' problem anyway?

You know, first he goes after Garret,

and then he tries to shove his
cost-effective

forensics crap down all our throats.
And now this.

We've all bent over backwards
for this guy. It's never enough.

Wow, how'd you get
through all those so fast?

Less talking.

You could have just told me to shut up.

I did.

"You call me a liar.

"I say you're a blowhard.

"The body is there. If you and the cops
can't find it, you're morons."

He sent that two days after
you finished your grid search.

He's messing with us,
daring us to catch him.

Well, that's part of the fun for him.
Tormenting me.

Making me look like an idiot.

Lots of serial K*llers taunt.
Don't take it so personally.

It is personal.
He's k*lling these people

to get my attention,
to prove he's smarter than me.

It makes him feel powerful,
superior.

Any luck tracking him?

He uses an anonymizer.

The CGI proxy takes you to a URL,
but not just any URL.

No, no, this one acts
like a virtual subdirectory.

So that is a no?

I'm just trying to back
in through a subnet.

- Oh, bloody hell.
- What happened?

It's not responding at all.

He's controlling your computer.

How does he do that?

"Sick of dealing with the dead?

"Save a couple of lives instead.

"Within the bodies
you'll find the clues.

Two die tonight, no time to lose."

"Bonus clue:

Time of death : p. m."

Clues to his next victims?

On these bodies?

Yes, that's what he said.
The Hangman has

two moreprojects lined up.

Now, we have a deadline of
: tonight, or they die too.

What kind of clues
are we talking about?

- No idea.
- We need to move as fast as we can.

No, we need to take our time,
and make sure we don't miss anything.

You know, this is what you get
for boasting

about your crime-solving genius
on the internet.

- Some psycho took it as a challenge.
- Okay, calm down.

Names and addresses of the victims.
I got 'em from RMV.

There's evidence that they were all held
for some time before they were k*lled.

Held for how long?

It's hard to say exactly.

- Days, weeks, years?
- Probably a couple of days.

During which they
were repeatedly tortured.

Can I top you off?

- Tea.
- Oh.

What kind?

Earl Grey, chamomile?
Orange pekoe?

I always thought that a person's choice
in tea says a lot about them.

With you, I'm guessing...

chai.

Something strong, a little spicy.

Is there no corruption in any other
cities far away from Boston?

I'm sensing hostility.

Oh, from me?

You're the only other person
in this room.

Something wrong?

No, it's just, uh,

spelling errors drive me crazy.

Okay, "Patrick Mahoney, . Failed
to show up for work four days ago."

Time of death was this morning,
according to Dr. Macy.

"Janet Maggiano, .

"Missing for two weeks. Circumstances
of disappearance unknown."

Time of death about a week ago.

"Stanley Thomas, .
"Reported missing mid-November.

Car found in a mall garage."
No other data.

Been dead about two weeks.

So where was he in the interim?

All right, all white, young,
good-looking.

You're describing
half the people in Boston.

Get back on Missing Persons.

We're looking for two people
who fit this profile.

It's way too vague.
We're never gonna find 'em in time.

Yes, we will, Nigel. I need you to stay
with me here, okay? Focus.

We're looking for two young Caucasians
who haven't been missing for very long.

Asian, too young, black,

too old,

toddler,

couple...
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Go back.

Didn't he say "a couple of lives"?

"David and Theresa Getty."
Both .

Vanished yesterday morning.

"Car found on Exeter Place.

Doors open, motor running."

That's less than five miles from where
Stanley Thomas was taken.

Kate said he tortures people
before he kills them.

Hey, David and Theresa Getty.
We think they're the next victims.

Any of this gonna help save them?

We've got salt, dog hairs, antifreeze.
There's no obvious pattern yet.

We may have more clues for you
once we open up the bodies.

Eight and a half hours
to figure out what

dog hairs have to do
with antifreeze.

We're aware of the urgency.

We're all doing the best we can here.

This guy's a genius
at covering his tracks.

What?

- I think I did it.
- You found him?

Well, I-I broke down
his proxy server,

traced his last post back
to its point of origin.

The one about k*lling
two people tonight?

Yeah.

Well, where is he?

- Son of a bitch.
- What?

- He's in the building.
- Which building?

This one.

Stay here.

Police.

Hands in the air.

Let me see your hands, now.

What's going on?

"Ken Scott, Boston Tech Systems."

Yes, I'm here to update the switches
for this building.

Can you please put that g*n down?

Did you just send a message
from this computer?

No.

You're lying.

I traced your last post down here.

Someone must have used a phantom route,
because I didn't send anything out.

Phantom route, what is
he talking about?

It masks the IP address of origin.

Actually, someone who really knows
computers can reprogram the anonymizer

to offer a false positive.

- Where are they?
- Nigel. Nigel!

- Where are they?! - Nigel!
- Where are they?!

You're The Hangman,
and we're gonna prove it.

Hey, Garret.

Not now, Jordan.

I found something in one
of the files, a discrepancy.

Just talk to Ivers.

- You really should look
- Whatever it is, just handle it.

Tox results.

What would you say
cause of death was?

Uh... acute cocaine poisoning.

Okay, and if I told you that
we ruled cause of death

asphyxiation and manner
of death homicide?

Then I would say that somebody
may have made a mistake.

Garret.

I looked in the database,
ran a cross-check. It was Garret's case.

Oh, man.

.

Decedent Richard Mack,
found in an alleyway.

The cops arrested a guy
named Doug Lofsky.

Claims they had a scuffle, but
that afterwards, Mack was still alive.

A month after the trial,
tox results finally come in.

You remember how long we used
to wait for tox results,

before we started doing
in-house testing?

So when this finally came in,
it just got stamped

- and tossed in the file.
- Probably.

And this Doug Lofsky may be rotting in
prison for a crime he did not commit.

It's a mistake.

That's what I'm saying.
And when Ivers finds out about it,

he's gonna crucify Garret.

No, I mean, it wasn't Dr. Macy's case.

It was mine.

I move from one assignment
to the next, so,

I'm on the road by myself
a good portion of every day.

It's hard to come up
with an iron-clad alibi.

How 'bout last night?

Where were you last night?

At home with my wife.

Your wife?

How does a sicko
who likes to strangle people

go about finding a woman
who's willing to marry him?

I'd have to guess.

Humor me.

He probably keeps
his hobby to himself.

Hobby?

You call this a hobby?

To a serial k*ller, who knows?

Maybe he does these
things to relax.

Have fun.

Maybe he looks at it like a calling.

Do you still want me to talk about
what I did this morning?

Please, go ahead.

So I finished work
at the courthouse,

and I had an hour to k*ll,

so I went jogging.

Where?

Lincoln Park.

What time was that?

: -ish.

You sure you weren't there earlier?

You can't say that I was.

I want to know...

what you did with this man's body

between the time you k*lled him,
and you hung him from the tree.

Why pick on me?

Because you put a wire
around these people's throats,

and you pulled until the life
went out of them.

What goes on up here?

I understand
your frustration, Detective.

You have three dead people,

and you have nothing to go on.

I'm telling you, Nigel,
this guy's not gonna break.

You can hold him for hours without
charging him. Do not let him go.

Well, I'm gonna get his wife,
and bring her in.

- Why his wife?
- 'Cause she's married to a psycho,

so she's gotta know he's wired wrong.
She's gotta know something.

Ken?

My Ken?
Oh, no.

That's not possible.
You've made a mistake.

You've gotta let him go.

Maybe I haven't made myself clear.

Three people are dead, two are missing,
and their lives are at risk.

But Ken has nothing to do with that.

Yes, he does.

I've been married to him
for three years.

- Don't you think I would know?
- Times when he's left,

and you didn't know where
he was going.

Or maybe he came home, and you
didn't know where he's been.

Ken has a very demanding job.

- He works unbelievable hours.
- Maybe he's got a room

or a cabinet or a desk that he keeps
locked, and you don't know

what's in there.
Crazy!

There could be a...

I'm getting a lawyer.
And I'm getting Ken out of here.

Mrs. Scott...
Mrs. Scott.

If I'm right, and I am...

that you might be in danger?

What if I helped send
an innocent man to prison?

A jury convicted him.

Based on incomplete data.
I mean,

I looked at the bruising on
Richard Mack's neck, on his ribs,

the petechial hemorrhaging in his eyes,
and I jumped to asphyxiation...m*rder.

All we can do is work
with the evidence available to us.

It's not your fault
the tox results didn't come in.

Well, I should have waited for them.

- What if the tox results were wrong?
- Jordan...

The computer mixed up
your name with Garret's.

You know, maybe it got
something else wrong.

Look, we still have the victim's
tissue samples. We'll test them.

And if we don't find any cocaine...

Then Doug Lofsky really
is guilty of m*rder.

I got smoked salmon under
Patrick Mahoney's nails.

There wasn't any salmon
in his stomach.

I'm writing it on the board.

Looks like a fishing lure, and old one,
shoved in the back of her throat.

Ink on fingertips, burn marks
from stun g*n,

horse manure on shoes,
old fishing lures.

He said the clues are on the bodies.

The clues are on the bodies,
so what does all this mean?

Are we looking for an antique building
over a body of water?

Uh, an old restaurant
that serves salmon?

You're the master criminalist. Those are
the clues. Figure out what they mean.

We've got five hours
to save the Gettys.

I won't let them down.

Smoked salmon.

Old fishing lures.

Horse manure.
Try those.

We've tried combinations already.
We're getting nowhere.

Just keep going.

Horsehair sofa in blue,
yellow, or salmon.

Several fishing lure companies.

"Sockeye salmon lures"?

"Salmon Arms Horse Farm."

Must have gone bankrupt.

Which means it's probably deserted.

It's only : . We've still got time.
We can save 'em.

I'll call Woody. You go.

Guess I'll bring a field kit
just in case.

Where the hell are the Gettys?

We've got the wrong place.

Oh, God! Oh, God!

Is he dead?
Is he dead?

Did this psycho rig something?

Did I k*ll this guy when I opened
this damn door?

Get him down!

Search the hayloft.
Look for another body, a woman.

Is he dead?

Rigor's just starting. He's been dead
at least an hour, maybe more.

You didn't do this.

It's not right.
It's a little after : .

Ken Scott said we had until : .

New flash, Nigel.
Serial K*llers lie!

Not this one.

No, Ken Scott wants me
to have all the pieces

so he can gloat when I fail.

Ken Scott couldn't have done this.

He's been in custody since : .

Could this be a copycat?

It's all over the news.
Anyone could have imitated him.

Can you tell if it's the same k*ller?

I can't answer that till we get him back
to the morgue, compare the wounds.

M. O.'s the same.

Detective,

no body up here.

Then where is she?

Where is Theresa Getty?

Man, we don't even have
a suspect anymore.

No, it's him.

It's Ken Scott.

"Have you found the package
I left for you?"

Well, then, who sent this?

"If you're The Hangman, explain the lie
you told about time of death."

"Nova Scotia."
What's that supposed to mean?

Atlantic time.

Atlantic time?
: meant : Boston time?

Where's the other body?

Doug Lofsky's got one hell
of a rap sheet.

Three counts of as*ault,
armed robbery, r*pe.

Doesn't mean he's a m*rder*r.

Well, he's where he belongs.

Behind bars.

Positive for cocaine.

Okay, what about the other evidence
against Lofsky?

Uh, the hair and fiber from the victim
on his jacket.

Lofsky admitted he assaulted him. It
probably transferred during the fight.

I mean, come on, face it, Jordan,
I messed up.

This was a cocaine overdose,
not m*rder.

I've gotta tell Dr. Macy.

No, we've gotta go back
over your original findings.

Doug Lofsky has been sitting
in a prison cell for eight years

because of my mistake.

I've gotta make this right.

Same gauge wire as the others.

. centimeters.

The others were deeper.
. , . , and . .

That's a big difference.

Well, Detective Hoyt thought
maybe this latest one was a copycat.

Like one psycho's not enough.

What are you doing, Nigel?

Just checking something.

It's not a copycat.
Cut from the same roll of wire.

So one k*ller.
Ken Scott.

It's not him. It can't be.

He was in custody.

He's got a partner.

It happens.
Hillside Strangler in L. A., remember?

Two men, not one.

I've got something.
It's an eyelash.

Looks like it's coated
with something.

Mascara.

A woman's eyelash
in David Getty's neck wound.

Is it from his wife?

It's Ken Scott's wife.

Think about it.

He's a master manipulator.
You know, he's charming,

he's persuasive.

He could probably brainwash her
into doing anything for him.

Even k*ll?

Or pose as him online.

"If I admit you're smarter than I am,
will you stop?"

"Did I mention she's still alive?"

You really think it's a husband
and wife operation?

Wouldn't be the first.

A woman with low self-esteem falls under
the spell of a domineering predator.

She's verbally, maybe
physically abused.

- Battered wife syndrome.
- Exactly.

That's still no excuse
for what Diana Scott did.

She was alone with David Getty.
She could have

let him go, she didn't.
She k*lled him. Hey,

grab Ken Scott out of holding.
have him brought up here fast.

How much time do we have?

I don't know, but
I'm guessing not much.

You know, David and Theresa
were married for almost a year.

Their wedding anniversary's
in two weeks.

Nigel...

I spoke to David's mum.

She said that David was planning to
surprise Theresa with a trip to Hawaii.

We will find out wher
they're holding her.

Everything on David Getty's body
is common to Boston.

Everything: pollen, soot, dust.

What about the video
of Patrick Mahoney?

I- I've watched that a million times.
The angle never changes.

All I can see is blue gloves,
and some trees through a window.

Nothing that will help us
find Theresa.

Ken Scott's not here.

Lawyer sprung him
about a half hour ago.

He'll join up with his wife,
and they'll finish their little project.

No, we have to stop them.

How the hell did you
let this happen?

I don't know.

You're better than this, Bug.
You don't make these kinds of mistakes.

Look, I am sorry.

Well, sorry's not gonna cut it
with the Attorney General's office.

A man went to prison
based on your findings.

Doug Lofsky m*rder*d Richard Mack.

I can prove it.

X- ray of Mack's hyoid bone.

It wasn't broken.
I already looked at that.

Well, the initial X-rays showed nothing,
but now that we can magnify times.

A hairline fracture.

There's only one way that happened.

From Doug Lofsky crushing his windpipe.

Wrong evidence, right conclusion.

Well, I still have
to turn it all over to Ivers.

- Yeah, but if you do...
- There's no "if" here.

You found evidence that has to be
turneover to the defense.

When there's a shark in the water,
you form a tight circle.

You cover each others' backs.

We're talking about evidence tampering.
Is that really a line you want to cross?

Ivers is gonna twist this. Do you
really want Bug to be the scapegoat?

Let me worry about Ivers.

Thank you for trying to help me.

No, you had it right.
I just backed you up.

No, you found what I missed.

I made a stupid, horrible mistake
that sent a man to prison.

- You sent a m*rder*r to prison.
- As it turned out.

He just as easily could
have been innocent.

I mean, how many other
mistakes have I made?

- How many other people...
- Stop it. We all make mistakes.

Okay, so what do you want to do?

Do you want to go back

- over every case you've ever handled?
- Well, maybe I should.

Our job is to pass on results.
We do not cost people their freedom.

We do if we get it wrong.

You know, maybe Ivers is right
Maybe this place is a disaster.

Bug, Ivers is a pencil-pushing geek

who's making us doubt ourselves,
question ourselves.

Look at us.
We're at each other's throats.

We found the error,
it'll be rectified.

Stop b*ating yourself up.

Pine trees, maybe juniper bushes.

Found in every wooded
area across the state.

- Maybe if we magnify the image...
- No, we've done that

You said it yourself,
this image is useless.

Is there no limit to your negativity?

I don't know how you get out of bed
in the morning.

Hey, the Scotts are gone.
I went by their house.

No sign of them or the Gettys.

Well, they're probably getting ready
to k*ll her right now.

I put out an A. P. B.
Every cop in the state is looking...

There's gonna be something
else that we can do.

Look aside from sending
them an email, and

asking them where they are,
how do you really expect to find them?

- That's it.
- What?

You're brilliant.

"Is Theresa Getty still alive?"

"I've already admitted
you outsmarted me.

"It's k*lling me.
I have to know how you did it."

I'm sorry you feel inadequate.

You should have listened
to me from the beginning.

But I'll give you one more chance
to figure it out.

Have a look at my latest project.

Don't do it.

No, no, stop.

Oh, I'm not quite
ready to k*ll her yet.

Watch.

Tell me you're not turned on.

- Life...
- No, stop.

and death.

And life again.

It's working.
Keep him talking.

Isn't this fun?

We can't help her if we can't find her.
Keep him talking.

I'll make you a deal.

You've been taunting me,
daring me to figure you out.

If it tell you exactly
how you pulled this off,

you spare her life.

Go ahead.

- Do we have a deal?
- Yes.

Keep it going.

One of you disables your "project"
with a stun g*n.

Hold on, "one of you"?

You or your wife.

You stalk your victims
before you abduct them.

You study their routines.
You know when they'll be alone.

That's when you make your move.
A friendly smile,

an innocent question.

Seems harmless.

You hide in the back seat.

But when they come to the window,

she grabs her stun g*n,

jabs it into their flesh
until they pass out.

After your wife subdues them,

you put them in the trunk.

People tend to scream when
they're tortured. Don't they?

So you take them to some remote location
that you've got set up.

You're such a disappointment.
So transparent.

Do you really think I'm gonna
give away where I am?

Can't blame a bloke for trying.

You want them conscious
before you t*rture them.

It's more fun that way.

So you loop the wire

around their necks, and then
you bring them to the point of death.

And then you release.

And you do it over and over.

You didn't figure that out,
I showed it to you.

Okay, all right,
I won't argue that.

But what you do

is not as important
as why you do it.

You're going to explain me to me?

I can't wait.

It makes you feel like a god.

It's all about the power.

Hey, psst, psst, psst.

We've got 'em.
Just north of Deep Hollow Pond.

We're almost there, keep it up.

You get that from some
television special?

"Inside the mind of a serial k*ller"?

Well, isn't that what you're all about..
the power?

Don't insult me, Nigel.

You can't begin to understand
who I am,

why I do what I do.

I'm guessing your mother didn't give you
enough love in your formative years.

Another cliche'.

Next you're gonna tell me I
tortured small animals as a child.

Maybe you were dropped on your head
when you were a baby.

Wrong again.

Wait.

I need to know why.

The answer's quite simple, actually.
I like

to watch the life drain from their eyes.

Makes me happy.

I'll show you the real deal this time.

Freeze!
Boston P. D.

Boston P. D.

Let her go!

David?
Where's David?

You're fine.

It's over.

Nigel, Nigel!

Come on, let's get him out of here.
Let's go!

You and your wife make
the perfect couple.

Sociopathic soul mates.

I had four anonymizers running.
How did you find me?

Guess he's just smarter than you.

Really?

I got a warrant to force your
service provider to put a trace on you.

But I knew exactly how
to keep you talking.

I just played into your monstrous ego.

- We finished here?
- Yeah.

- Jail ward?
- You bet.

Nice sh*t back there.

Actually, I was aiming for his face.

So Mr. Lofsky actually
is guilty of m*rder.

That's correct.

Though the evidence on which
he was convicted was incomplete.

Dr. Vijay, huh?

I didn't see that coming.

Dr. Vijay is as dedicated, as talented
as any

M. E. you'll find anywhere.

And you'll certainly get a chance
to express that view

when we meet with the Attorney General.

Thank you for bringing this to my
attention. It was the right thing to do.

The D. A.'s office won't want
to see

this case overturned.
A guilty man is behind bars.

- We got the right result.
- This time, maybe.

But there's a reason we have rules.

To protect the innocent and feel
confident we're punishing the guilty.

He is guilty.

You know, everyone who works for you
thinks the ends justify the means.

That leads to chaos.

Well, you do what you have to do,
and so will I.

Dr. Cavanaugh.

How'd it go?

I got it handled.

That was some good work, Nigel.

It was not good enough.

Four people d*ed.

Actually, people d*ed.

The Hangman cut a swath across
the country before he landed here.

Lucky us.

It was lucky for Theresa Getty.

Lucky for all those people
who won't die because of you.

'Cause you stopped him.

Just don't brag about it
on that damn blog.

All right?

Good job.