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Next time, tell me, okay?
But you looked so cute. All sleepy...
Jesus Christ, man, you look like hell.
Considering where I've been...
You're bettin' the farm on something you saw after they pumped you full of god knowswhat kind of shit?
I saw her. Julia. Alive. I saw everything.
You might've seen Jimmy Hoffa dancing with Timothy Leary. I don't care.
Someone looking after her little girl?
Grandparents. Live over in Davis.
So?
Anne Vicksey didn't own a dog.
I need it.
Now?
Now.
The dog's an albino. He'd love an animal like that.
Gentlemen, I believe an albino dog is rare indeed.
The Phoenix office tested that hair thirty minutes ago. And we got the match.
It's his dog.
When did he lapse into the coma?
Sometime yesterday morning.
What about the legalities of this...?
Stargher is in custody. The functional equivalent of being under arrest. Normally, we'd Mirandize him, and if he didn't lawyer up, we'd interrogate him. But because of his condition, he doesn't have the capacity to waive those rights.
Catherine!
I'll get her...
When we got here, you just topped and pulled her out.
That was with Edward. She's accustomed to his world. Stargher's mind is unfamiliar territory. She's "lost." Someone has to go in. Remind her what's really happening. And get her out. Until then, she's at his mercy.
Into Stargher. Inside...
Yes.
I have done this, you know. Been inside.
No.
Nervous?
Absolutely.
I have to ask you some things... Are you taking any prescription drugs?
Prevacid. For my stomach.
Any psychiatric medication?
No.
What about narcotics?
No.
I know your partner's here, but it's very important that you're honest.
I am. I'm a pretty boring guy.
I doubt that.
Is she alright?
Yes. But you're going to sit down right now. I have to...
Agent Novak.
Dr. Kent.
You're looking well.
Thanks you. Six weeks off does a body good. I heard she got the approval to try the reversal with Edward.
That's a secret.
Federal Bureau of Investigation, ma'am. We know all, see all...
How's the patient.
Awaiting his arrival.
What about the cat?
Completely unaware.
Shouldn't we get a catheter in him?
They took care of that, thank you, Henry.
Not a gift. A highly evolved area in her cerebral cortex, that's all. A genetic fluke.
Catherine has a tremendous capacity for empathy. When we started, there were a number of test subjects other therapists who acted as "receivers." All they did was observe and report. Nothing more. But Catherine, she had the ability to feel what was happening. She understood. And the patient responded. Edward engaged her in dialogue, took her places, showed her things. He knew she cared.
Intravenous administration complete.
Initiating connection.
That's why we monitor the use of the drugs so closely. We don't want her getting to that degree of perceptual disorientation.
Pump in two liters of pure oxygen, please Henry.
I hate to admit it, but there's something perversely satisfying about this.
I think that's the whole point.
She changed the codes.
What's wrong?
It would take hours to reroute the system, and even if I did, I shouldn't.
Instead of going into his mind...
She's bringing Stargher into hers.
She the one from Santa Cruz?
Just graduated law school. Single mom. Had a twoyearold daughter.
Agent Cole.
I need you to find something in the basement...
Already there.
That hoist, with the winch...
Lattimer sold the hoist to a guy named Bainbridge who tired to build a machine works out near Delano. Bainbridge ends up in bankruptcy court and the state winds up with the land it's just sitting there.
Delano?
Yep. And guess who they hired to seal up the place?
You're kidding me.
I never kid. My wife hates it. Says I'm too serious.
You liked him?
He's beautiful...
What now?
's broken.
Who says?
MockyLock.
Oh no... No you don't.
"MockyLock is the bogeyman. MockyLock wants me where I am."
I bet we can fix it.
What if he wasn't like this? What if he was "normal?" Conscious. How far would you go?
As far as I needed.
There's always a chance they'll confess.
Really? I don't work with violent cases, I work with children. But even a kid lies. They love it when they get you to believe something that isn't true. Don't you think Stargher would do the same?
Sometimes... Once they've been caught they feel a need for disclosure. They have so much they want to tell. But they've never had a sympathetic ear. They need someone to understand why. Stargher used to hide the bodies very carefully. It was part of the ritual. Some weren't found for weeks and any physical evidence had been meticulously wiped clean. But these last three... They were still in water always in water but Listen, he wasn't just careless. It went beyond that...
Okay. Let's assume he wanted you to find him, that some part of him hated what he was doing... Most likely, that part is dead. Schizophrenics with Whalen's Infraction sever all ties with the real world. I'm sorry, I really am.
I still don't understand why I can't do this... This isn't some "troubled kid" you're dealing with.
I realize that...
How hard could it be...?
This man is deeply disturbed, he...
You don't know the procedure.
I know him.