Ceremonies of the Horsemen Page #3

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Yeah.

I'm sure.

Spit.

I'm done.

All right. Go get in bed.

Hey. I was thinking maybe Sean and I

can take you to school tomorrow.

Make sure you actually go.

That's good.

Good night.

- Thank you for seeing me this morning.

- Of course.

But, Kristin, I'm not sure that I'm

the person you should be talking to.

I'm not trained, and-

I just wanna talk to a normal person...

not a man in a crisp suit

with a tape recorder.

Okay.

Well, I should also tell you that...

I'm not very good with children.

I'm not a child.

No, of course you're not.

- Do you have any kids?

- I have two sons.

What kinds of things do you all do together?

We don't really do a lot of stuff together.

Why not?

Well, it's a lot of things.

Sean, he's young,

and I'm just figuring him out.

And Alex-

I was so focused on my job for so long...

that I sort of missed his childhood.

My parents did that.

They thought my mom was infertile.

They were going to pick a baby.

But then, my mom found out

about the orphanages...

about us- the older ones.

I remember the first time I saw her...

when she came in.

I was eight.

I wanted her to take me with her so bad.

I couldn't tell her...

but she did anyway.

I came here to the States.

They were my parents,

and I was their daughter.

It was just like

I always dreamed it would be.

The next year, Teresa was born.

Doctors said it was a miracle.

That must have been hard.

Why do people do the things they do?

I don't know.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry?

What do you have to be sorry about?

I didn't know... this was inside her.

Why do people do the things they do?

I didn't know that-

Why are you wasting our time?

I know what you're going to ask me

five minutes before you do.

Detective Breslin.

If you'd like to come in here...

I will tell you things.

I wonder, Aidan, what you think of me.

You thought I was just this sweet girl

who had been wronged by the world.

What do you think now?

I still think that.

Really?

The moment I met you...

I knew we would have

a special relationship.

So why your mother?

- Because I hate my father.

- Why not him?

Would you rather be dead...

or live the rest of your life

without your soul mate?

- I'd rather be dead.

- You just might be. Do you realize that?

Why'd you turn yourself in to me?

I was craving some good conversation.

You're not Death.

Do you know the difference

between Death and War, Detective?

Yes. Death is a physicality.

War is a state of mind.

You're right.

Death is what happens at the end.

War's everything else.

What is everything else?

You mean...

you haven't found them yet?

Some books, trophies...

creepy-ass clown dolls.

Let's see. We got some clothes.

Some cartoons.

Cartoons?

Yeah.

- She's a little old for cartoons.

- Here.

Here's another one.

"Garrison Jacobs".

"Mary Anne Spitz".

- Why are you doing this?

- What does it feel like?

Does it feel like you are weightless?

You should feel like you don't exist.

Do you feel expendable yet?

Does your heart tell you that

it's your time to come and see the end?

Yes.!

Oh. my God.!

Yes. Oh. God.!

Now you feel like I do-

at war for the last 10 years of my life...

fighting against the things he does

and the way you forget.

No.! I'm so sorry.! I'm so sorry.!

I'm your daughter.

and you allowed me to hurt.

Now you die.

The war's inside you now.

War. and then death.

You're going to drown now. Mom.

Oh. my God.! Oh. my God.!

Stingray! Where the f*** are you?

I didn't know you guys were here.

- I thought you were one of them.

- I know what you did.

What the f***-

Did you come here tonight

looking for these?

She's getting under your skin, Detective...

manipulating you to believe whatever

she wants you to believe, Detective.

Stingray...

why don't you go call Child Services

and tell them to pick up the Spitz daughters.

Mr. Spitz is going to jail.

Will do.

Let me tell you something.

She's a f***in' monster.

Your room is very red.

Come on, Aidan.

I know you understand what we're doing.

- No, I don't.

- Don't lie. You do.

You saw the pictures.

You know what he did to me.

Then you know just as well as I do-

taking her wouldn't have been enough.

He needs to know that she hurt inside...

like I did.

I think that's a pretty favorable trade.

What about the rest, Kristin?

Garrison Jacobs, Steven Silva-

What did they do to you?

There's going to be more, isn't there?

Three people does not make an apocalypse.

How many more, Kristin?

Four Horsemen.

Four offerings.

No more.

You are not going to find them.

You forgot?

No, I didn't forget.

I would never forget that.

It's just that-

Alex, we can't keep doing this every year.

You know, it's just-

Hey! I don't know how many times

I have to explain myself!.

Just because I don't show it

doesn't mean I don't miss her.

- You don't know what she went through.

- I was there!

I was there for every biopsy,

every chemotherapy!

You weren't there when it mattered!

That case you were working on

when Mom was dying?

Was it worth it?

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse...

by Albrecht Durer.

Wood carving, 1498.

- Beautiful, right?

- Yeah.

We got this

from Garrison Jacobs's stomach.

I think they made him eat it.

"Exodus 9:
15".

The computer this chip came out of-

I need to know where it is.

Can you trace it?

If his system was inventoried on line,

we can connect the chip to the IP address.

- And that'll tell you where it is?

- Pretty much.

If the IP was assigned by the CO,

we can geo-locate down to a street address.

Do it.

- Computer guy's got a location on the chip.

- Let's go.

Get out of the way!

Halt!

Damn it!

He went down the fire escape!

Bring them down.

He's out in front

and heading down the alley!

Everybody out! Come on!

Clear the room! Clear the room!

Come on! Move it!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Bres! Come on!

- F***!

- Let it go, Bres! Let's go!

- It's evidence!

- Bres, let it go! Let's go! Come on!

F***!

Very interesting.

Bres, the suspect got away.

We're settin' up a perimeter.

Well, we got lucky about one thing.

Tell 'im, Terrence.

They wound magnesium ribbons

through the drives, around the RAM.

Burns at 4,000 degrees.

It's pretty smart, but the magnesium

didn't catch in this one.

It gives me a good place to start.

I saw a Web page on this monitor.

"We are the nothing".

If that was on this,

would you be able to find it?

- Give me some time.

- Do it quick.

Black, black, black.

Red, red.

Green. Green. The Four Horsemen.

The Four Horsemen.

Order up, Cheryl.

I ordered you a coffee.

Black, with two packets of sugar-

So-

What do you want?

Mom and Dad support me, you know?

I don't understand why you can't.

Mom and Dad support you?

Mom and Dad don't understand this.

They don't understand why you're doing this.

I don't understand it.

It doesn't even affect them or you.

Doesn't affect us? Hey, f*** you, pal!

It doesn't f***in' affect us?

F*** you. You have no f***in' idea.

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