End Game Page #4

You don't think about her much, do you?

Not as much as I've been

thinking about you lately.

Oh. Now we're getting somewhere.

Is this dirty?

It's not my perfume.

Yeah, well, Pat had some

trouble with a junkie

Iast night down at the station.

I had to give her a hand.

So does Pat wear the

Chanel or is it the junkie?

Mm, designer junkie?

Mm, cute. Real cute.

Wash your own damn shirt.

Okay, so the cop, he's married.

I know.

Well, at least he has a job.

He's not a loser.

Oh, really? Is that what you call it?

Why is it so hard to find

a guy who's not married?

Because they're either

married or they're gay.

Aren't you a ray of

sunshine in the dating world?

Thanks for that. So depressing.

Like my empty glass. I'm

gonna get another drink.

Want one?

No, thanks. I need to work tomorrow.

Very responsible of you. I'll be back.

Okay.

Thanks.

Hey. Don't I know you from somewhere?

Do you live around here?

I used to. Before my

wife and l split up.

Now I'm on the South Side.

You come here often?

Not really.

Alex Minert.

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Listen, I'm starving.

How'd you like to go to dinner?

I can't, I'm actually with someone.

Well, bring her with

us, we'll have a party.

I don't think so, Casanova.

I don't even know you.

How about dinner with

me some other time?

Do you like Chinese food?

What?

What's your number?

Carol Peterlake. I'm in the book.

Here's the information on Conover.

Thanks, Sarge.

Mr. O'Connor, where did

you last see Miss Conover?

Leaving her office building.

And when was that?

About three days ago,

Did anybody else see her leave,

or did she leave with anybody else?

She left with a coworker.

Fella's name is Brad Mayfield.

Do you have any

information on Mr. Mayfield?

As a matter of fact, I do.

Burk!

Burk, rise and shine!

Burning the midnight oil again.

Nah,

Ann and l had a fight,

I couldn't sleep.

So I thought I'd come in and

try to get something done.

I've got some good news

and I've got some bad news.

First the bad news.

Someone in this department has leaked

information to the Post-Gazette.

Your good news:

your boy Mayfield

he's just turned up on a

missing person's report.

Wait till you get this, Danny.

A one Brad Mayfield has turned up

on a missing person's report.

A Helen Conover.

He was the last one to see her.

She's vanished.

I've issued a search warrant

and sent a Swat team

over to her address.

Maybe you ought to

meet up with them there.

[dogs barking]

We roll on three.

One,

two,

three.

(officer) Freeze, Mayfield!

Get down on the ground!

All right, copper.

Shut up, and down on the ground!

Let me ask you something

you ever shoot a man before?

I said shut up and down on the ground!

I don't think you have.

I said shut up!

Back up!

Shoot me!

[shout and thud]

P*ssy.

Oh, sweet Jesus!

Burk! You need to see this!

[approaching steps on stairs]

Oh, sh*t.

You wanted to see me?

(Latimore) Come on

in and close the door.

Look, Danny, you know

how the Department feels

about stampeding the public

with these serial killer stories.

What do I care if the public

knows about 'em or not?

I need to know if

Mayfield killed Orenstein

and all those other girls.

Once it starts, there's no stopping it.

And that's my fault?

They've instructed me to pull

surveillance on the Peterlake girl.

And for you to move

on to something else.

Is it all right if I

pursue this on my own?

It's over, Danny. Now if we get lucky,

and Mayfield shows up,

that's another story.

[sigh] Frankly, I

think he's out of town.

What about Helen Conover?

Police officer never saw his face.

You're not even sure it was Mayfield.

I'm sure.

When you said boat, I

didn't know you meant, like,

big boat." Thank you.

This is really nice. I

haven't been out of the city

in a really long time.

Yeah, it's gorgeous out here.

[inhales and exhales deeply]

The summers are beautiful.

The winters can get quite brutal.

I'm thinking I could

stay out here forever

and maybe never come back.

We could become river-rats,

explore the islands

and run around naked,

weather permitting.

And they'll never find us here.

Who?

The other guys in my life.

Tell you what.

Why don't you forget about

those guys for the time being?

You got me. And plus,

you may never go back.

Cheers.

[phone rings]

[gasp]

[groan and beep]

This is Burk.

Bad dream?

I'm your nightmare, Burk.

You should've ran when

you had the chance.

Well then, come and get me.

Why don't you tell me about Sara?

Sara Orenstein.

Tell you what.

You

find me--

I'll give you an exclusive interview.

Is Carol there?

[sigh]

You know, I'd a-made made

a wonderful detective.

A little late for that, I guess.

Hi.

What's wrong?

Go away. I'm not in the mood.

Go away.

It's Mayfield?

Yeah.

He sounds, actually,

like a pretty decent guy.

Very intelligent.

You talked to him?

Yeah, I mean, he called.

Ann. I don't want you talking to him.

If he calls this house, and

I'm not here, hang up the phone.

Believe me,

you don't want this guy

getting inside your head.

Say, Danny.

Hey, Mac.

Where've you been?

Over at Gilleptie's drinking

with the boys, as usual.

Where've you been? You

staying out of trouble

or you out screwing around,

that's the real question.

You know where I've been.

Right here doing my job:

bringing criminals to justice.

[dry chuckle] Save that

bullshit for the mayor,

will you, Danny? Take a look at this.

So you did find something then?

Yeah, well, we found a photo,

salvaged it from the Mayfield apartment.

A lady with her two

kids, a boy and a girl,

I turned it over, the name

Minert was on the back.

I think the boy might be him.

Maybe his name is not Mayfield, get it?

Now those numbers, I got off

the wall by the telephone,

scorched but I managed

to retrieve a few.

But the big news, the

DNA on the Orenstein girl,

matches the DNA we found

in the Mayfield apartment.

No sh*t!

Hello, I'm Father Clayton.

Detective Burk?

Yes.

How can I help you?

First off, thank you for seeing me.

Glad to.

I have some questions pertaining to

an ongoing investigation in the city.

And it has to do with a

former family, church members.

They used to go here.

I want to know if

these names ring a bell.

Have you ever heard of a Mayfield?

How about a Minert?

Minert. Now that rings a bell.

A mom, two small children.

A little girl named Shirley.

A little boy named Alex.

Yes, I remember. The mom

and the sister were fine.

But

Alex--

Alex was a sick boy.

What do you mean "sick? "

Well, for instance,

He killed a cat.

And they found that the

cat had been suffocated.

The strangest thing about it was

he had dolls lined up all the way

around the cat.

It seemed like this boy

had an affinity for dolls.

Every time I saw this kid,

he had a doll with him.

He loved dolls, and I

thought that was very strange.

It is strange.

Do you know when this

happened? How long ago?

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