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isn't it just possible that that's

the reason the hair was found on--?

No. Kimberly...

She was raped repeatedly,

you know.

The hair that we found on her body

was in coagulated blood.

You don't bleed after you die.

That hair was embedded in there.

And, of course,

he knew exactly where to find her.

But he was looking everywhere,

wasn't he?

I mean, that wasn't

the only place he looked,

and why would he go right to her

if he didn't want to get caught?

Dr. Dykstra, can you tell me

where this is going?

'Cause it's been

months and months,

and up until now I was under

that impression you had no doubts.

We just have good reason to think

the case should be re-opened.

And the reason is?

We just do.

We think someone else

is responsible,

and it's very likely

he's going to strike again.

MACDONALD:

And that person is?

We don't know.

You two aren't making this

easy on me.

This case is closed.

I need a name, compelling evidence

that I can take to my superior

officers in order to re-open it.

And it has to be

compelling evidence.

LAURA:
Okay.

Kimberly told us.

We had a psychic come in

and give us a reading,

and Kimberly, she told us

that the killer is still out there,

and he's going to strike again

unless he's stopped.

I see.

A priest.

Jay said that she'd been killed

by a priest.

But I don't ever remember Kimberly

coming into contact with one.

Well, we didn't know she'd come

into contact with Dennis Law

until the police picked him up.

If she ever had come

into contact with him.

God, that poor kid.

Killed himself over something

he never even did.

Ah, he did something, all right.

He may not have killed Kimberly,

but he molested

a couple of other kids.

I'm not so sure anymore.

I mean, all we've got to go on

is what the police have told us,

and if they were wrong

about Kimberly,

God knows what else

they're wrong about.

Yeah, that's what the kid

in the ER said.

Oh, speaking of that,

what time is it?

Oh, probably time

for you to go to work.

Honestly,

I wish you'd get a different shift.

I will.

You want me to drop you

at Claire's?

No, that's okay.

I'd feel better

if you weren't here alone.

No, I want to be here.

I need to be.

[Car drives away]

[Cat meows]

[Door shuts]

FEMALE VOICE:
[Groans]

I'll do whatever you want me to do.

Do you like that?

Do you like it when I do that?

[Groaning]

[Groaning continues]

[Scratching]

[Beeping]

Neil.

Well, there you are.

I thought your husband said

you'd moved out of town.

I did, briefly.

But, Neil, I'm, I'm afraid...

I'm afraid there's been an accident.

Uh, oh, wh--

Your cat.

Your cat, I don't know how she did it,

but she got inside our microwave,

and somehow it was turned on,

and, and...

Oh.

This is your cat.

Oh, well, it's not like

I don't have plenty of others.

Hey, uh, why don't you come inside

for a second?

There's some people

I'd like you to meet.

LAURA:
I'm very sorry.

NEIL:
Ladies.

This is m--, this is, uh...

[Laughs]

Sweetheart, I'm so drunk,

l, I can't even remember your name.

LAURA:
Laura.

Laura.

Uh, this is Evelyn Dander

and her daughter, Julie.

They've been in this neighborhood

ever since--

EVELYN:
Oh, you don't want

to know how long.

Laura just moved

into the Gitchell place.

The witch house.

Oh, now, Julie, that's terrible.

Mrs. Gitchell was not a witch,

she was just a little crazy.

Well, we used to call it that.

God, what a weird

old thing she was.

Every time we'd go

anywhere near there,

she'd crack the door open

and say, "Get away."

And her son, what a creep.

He was not a creep.

He was a perfectly nice young man.

JULIE:
That's what you think.

You remember we used

to have that sprinkler?

EVELYN:
Mm-hmm.

Well, every time we'd play with it,

he would just sit on the front stoop

staring at us.

I mean, we were only 10 or 11

at the time,

and he'd just be sitting there staring

like we were Farrah Fawcett

or something.

LAURA:
What are you saying,

that he, what? That he...

JULIE:
A pervert? Yes.

Now, Julie, that's not fair.

You took piano lessons from Kenneth

for three whole months,

and he never once tried anything.

He sure looked at me funny.

He was just shy, and who can

blame him having a mother like that.

But, you know, when I first met her,

she was perfectly normal.

But then, of course, Mr. Monk died,

and she married that Ralph Gitchell,

and, oh, what a nightmare he was.

He and his daughter both.

You could hear them yelling

all the way down at my place.

You know, I believe

that's what drove her crazy,

and that's

what made Kenneth shy, too.

Poor boy.

You know, I don't think I ever once

saw him with a girlfriend.

Because he's a pervert.

CHILDREN:

[Singing "Greensleeves"]

[Phone rings]

ANSWERING MACHINE: Hi, this is

Laura and Guy Dykstra's residence.

Please leave a message.

[Beep]

MALE VOICE:
Look, I don't know

who you are or why you're doing this,

but I want this to stop.

Do you understand me?

One more, one more time,

and I'm calling the police.

OPERATOR:
We're sorry. Your call

cannot be completed as dialed.

Please check the number

and dial again.

MONK:

Good night.

So, what was college like?

You ever go away on spring break?

No, no, I never did.

JENNA:
Why not?

Didn't you have, didn't you want

to hang out with girls gone wild?

[Laughs]

What do you know

about girls gone wild?

MOLLY:

I am a girl gone wild.

I can dance just like them.

Wanna watch?

MONK:
[Laughs]

LAURA:
Molly!

Mrs. Dykstra?

What are you doing here?

LAURA:
Oh, I was just taking a walk.

Long time, no see.

MOLLY:
Yeah.

I'm, uh, I'm sorry, I know you,

but I don't remember--

Uh, yeah, uh, last Christmas,

the... your daughter...

Right. Oh, the, the recital

here at the school.

Yes. Well, weren't you the one

playing the piano?

I was, yes, yes.

Although, l, I did see you

the other day

at the, uh,

Wilton Arms Nursing Home.

Oh, that's right.

I knew I recognized your face,

but I couldn't quite place you.

Well, you know,

you'd only met me that one time.

Yeah, uh... I w--, I w--,

I was going to say hello,

but, you know, uh,

I felt kinda awkward.

Oh. Why?

Well, you know, uh,

I really respect your privacy and, uh,

although, uh, the nurse did say to me

that you had been to see

my mother, Lenore Gitchell?

LAURA:
Yes, that's right.

We bought her house.

-You did?

-Mm-hmm.

Oh, uh, how funny, 'cause I usually,

the attorney handles all that,

so l, you know, l, I really don't have

a head for business.

Oh. Well, I'm sure there's plenty

of things you are good at.

Say, how have you been, Molly?

Whose class are you in now?

MOLLY:
Mr. Monk's.

Oh. That's you, right?

Yes, I remember Kimberly

talking quite a bit about you.

Really, that's, that's strange

because, you know,

l, I really didn't know her at all.

Was your daughter murdered?

Jenna, that's very rude!

Now you apologize!

Oh, no, no.

I don't mind if she's so blunt.

There are a lot of pretty awful people

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