Kiss the Girls Page #6

In my office.

She was wearing a silk blouse,|which pleases me...

because I like to turn up|the air conditioning...

to constrict the capillaries.

You know, tweak the nipples.

You should have seen|how self-conscious she was...

how nervous|the chill in the air made her.

And, like the others, her manner|belied her real predilections.

Which reminds me, Dr. Cross...

have you seen|the photographs of Naomi?

Alex!

Alex!

Hey! Hey! Back up!

Move! Move!

Unh!

Dr. Cross, put your hands down!

All right, settle down.

Settle down, all right?

Everything's all right.

Naomi...

well, you're just as|pretty as your picture.

Beautiful feet.

What did you hear? Dogs?

Near the river?

No...

I hear him...whispering.

What does he say?

I can feel his mouth on my ear.

I take it|we didn't get our confession.

We didn't. He's not Casanova.

His picture was on the wall.

That's part of their thing.

- But his picture...|- Kate, it's a setup.

Brothers in arms,|watching each other's backs.

Wick Sachs|is a perfect patsy for them.

He's too smug and too vain|to even know what hit him.

He's just a bush-league lech.

The cops think|they got the right guy.

I've been listening|to the tape.

Yeah?

Have you ever heard|a fetal sonogram?

An ultrasound?

You know on the tape you|asked me if I heard anything.

Yeah. You said nothing.

That's not true.

I heard something.|It was in the background.

It was constant.

I heard water.

- Water?|- Everywhere.

Below me, above,|around, everywhere.

I had to have been|in a basement.

Not possible.

Every farmhouse, barn, outhouse,|chickenhouse, doghouse...

the FBl checked everything out.

They missed it.

I saw the aerial photographs.|They didn't miss an inch.

There were doors,|there were walls...

there were stairs.

It was manmade. It was built.

When you escaped, you had|no recollection of a house.

You said there was light.|"Suddenly, there was light."

And I had been in a house.|Alex, I am sure of it.

OK, here's what|we're looking for.

A plantation layout.

See, now, there weren't|plantations on the Wykagil.

There was a plantation.

What?

Check it out.|All this is Mason's property.

Now, this is hundreds of acres.

Here's the big house,|slave quarters, stables...

cellars for stashing food,|ice, tunnels everywhere.

Can I see this?

River runs right through it.

Where was I found?

Around here. Two miles|down from the big house.

OK.

Figure that's about|a thousand yards, right?

Forget here. Forget here.

This square.

That's where we concentrate.

No!

No!

Bach is crisp.

Crisp.

Buon giorno, fratello.

This is quite a collection|you've assembled here.

Your palette|is so...multi-cultural.

That's very P.C.|I applaud you.

But this place is a little|overdone, don't you think?

Subterranean gothic went out|a while ago, didn't it?

You ought|to get yourself a maid.

You know what this sh*t is?

This is Civil War bat guano.|It's full of fungus.

You inhale|enough of this stuff...

you'll have a prostate|like a 70 year old.

What about you girls?|Any complaints?

Any muscle aches? Lesions?

Malaise?

Come on...

don't you think they'd|be better off in a freezer?

You know this is off-limits.

Nobody tracked me.

Just like your cabin|in the woods, right?

I'm not the one who made|all the phone calls.

I wasn't posting f***ing|photographs on the Web.

That's not|how they found you, Will...

or they would have found me.

You don't belong here.

If you're here, I'm here.

I need you to help me.

I only want what I'd give you.

You gave me nothing!

Remember '75?

Roe Tierney, homecoming queen.

Blood on the walls.

I cleaned up your slop.

I always do.

Face it, Will,|I'm your mentor...

and you're the bad seed.

Let me tell you|something, my friend...

no matter|how far out there you go...

no matter how you dress up...

when you come back...

you're still just like me.

Naomi,|let's hear something triumphal.

Something worthy of rebirth.

Play something for me.

Play!

No!

She plays for me.

She only plays for you?

Well, of course she does!

Because you are the great lover!

The dark figure of her dreams!

Come on, darling.

Tell him.

Tell him how grateful you are.

Tell him how you always|wanted to be his.

Go on. Tell him.

Tell him how you wait for him.

Tell him how|he's the most sensitive...

the best you ever had.

Tell him that you love him.

That's what he wants to hear.

I could have|aimed two inches to the left.

Don't forget who we are...

and who you'll be if I'm gone.

You could have|a hundred women here...

but without me,|you'd still be alone.

Take the stairs.

Go on! Go!

Police! Freeze!

Hold it!

Aah!

- Naomi?|- Alex?

- I'll be back.|- No, don't go!

I'll be back.

Alex!

I found them ! Up the hill!

- Yahoo!|- Ha ha ha!

Aah!

William...

who is he?

Tell me his name.

He's too good.

You won't...

I'm waiting for the good news.

It keeps getting better.|Come on.

This is Casanova's next crop,|blueprinted to a "T."

And we're in luck.|He didn't wear gloves.

Yes.

Yes, yes, yes.

OK, I want all this stuff|to Quantico now.

If you can't find a plane,|buy one.

Dr. Cross!|The man that you shot...

...Sex slaves in L.A...

How did|Casanova escape without a trace?

You got company.

Good to see you, Seth.

Thank you.

Hey, you.

Hi.

You OK?

Mm-hmm.

Got something for you.

Ta-da!

What happened to the strings?

New strings for new music.

Thank you.

- When's her mom coming down?|- In the morning.

When are you heading out?

The bureau thinks...

they'll have Casanova|lD'd within 12 hours...

which really means 24.

As soon as Kyle gets a bead|on him, though, he's done...

no matter how much road|he's burned.

After that, I'm out of here.

So then that's it?

I only have you for another day.

All right. Supper at my house.|Home-cooked.

I promised Naomi|I'd meet her at 8:30.

I'll make a lousy date.

Do whatever you gotta do.

Be at my house by 7:00,|you'll be gone by 8:15.

Hey.

If you would just|verify and sign there.

Ten shots fired...

and one W. Rudolph,|room temperature.

Good luck to you, Alex.

You, too.|Take care of yourself.

As you already know,|the hostages are now safe...

and are being cared for|at Carolina Regional Medical.

As for the forensics team...

they include our very best...

specialists in latent prints...

fiber and hair study...

serology, and DNA analysis.

We're very encouraged|by their progress.

In less than two hours,|over six...

Yeah, it feels...|it feels really good.

It's not exactly normal.|I think that'll take some time.

It's different, but it's nice.

It's like getting acquainted|with an old friend.

Are those Rottweilers|of yours out there on the case?

Well, I'm tempted|to yank your chain...

but they're out there,|standing post.

Is that what you call it?

Yeah.

Thanks for indulging me.|I'll see you soon.

OK. Bye.

You got to live

For yourself

Yourself and nobody else

You've got to live

For yourself

Well, look who's here.

Hi, Detective.

Hi. Sorry to bother you.

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