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And quite frankly,

an allegation from a woman

with a history

of mental illness

and a juvenile conviction

for manslaughter--

well, I'm just not sure

how that's gonna help me--

or you,

for that matter.

I mean,

it's all in here.

You were admitted

to this hospital

for a psychiatric

evaluation

and then later transferred

to a state mental facility.

Okay!

Go home to your husband,

make up with him.

It's for the best.

It really is.

The thing is,

Mrs. Hanniger,

you had access

to those files too.

Tell me about the conviction

for manslaughter.

It's all there.

It's all there

in my father's file,

right there.

I want you to tell me.

It was my birthday.

September 3rd,

my 1 0th birthday.

What happened?

I don't want to play

Daddy's special little game anymore

because it hurts.

I don't want Daddy

to kiss me on my mouth

and make me sticky.

I don't want him

to lift up my dress

and tear off

my panties.

There must be somebody

who can make him stop.

Roslyn.

No, Daddy. I don't want

to play that game, no.

Roslyn.

Mommy.

Mommy, help me.

Roslyn.

Roslyn.

No. No.

Mommy, help me.

No Daddy,

I don't want to.

Mommy, help me.

The door is now

half open, Roslyn.

Whatever else

is beyond it

will find a way out

sooner or later.

Before Cole,

I never thought

there could be anything

other than sex with a man.

He taught me how to love.

He's not a killer.

Even the cops say he's not.

I love my husband.

Let me out of here,

you piece of sh*t.

They have you

listed as--

Motherf***er!

They have you listed

as Jane Doe.

So why don't you

tell me your name?

F*** you.

Well, there's a whole

chart on me.

All it says is

that you're a woman

age 25 to 35,

blonde hair,

green eyes.

That's all

we have on you.

So why don't you

fill in the gaps, hmm?

Okay well,

I've been here before.

You have?

Oh really?

Yeah, there is a whole--

there's a whole file on me.

B*tch.

Well, if there's

a whole file on you...

Hi.

What are you

doing here?

I'm covering your shift.

You have the night off.

It was Beth's idea.

She was supposed to call you.

Hmm.

I mean, are you--

are you sure?

Yeah, I'm positive.

Go enjoy your evening.

You're gonna be

okay though?

Yeah, there's plenty of work

to keep me busy.

Come on.

You're kidding me.

Come on.

That was delicious.

Thank you.

We should be able to talk

about things, you know?

Like what?

Like--

Iike what's going on

inside your head,

Iike how you feel.

You know I love you.

I love you too.

But that's not

what I meant.

What?

You don't know what's

real anymore, do you?

Well...

whatever it is

that's going on

inside your head,

it's destroying

our marriage.

I had a fairly normal

childhood, Roslyn.

You know that.

And I've tried

to imagine

what it must have

been like for you.

But they're your

nightmares, not mine.

I can't make up for

what happened to you.

But whatever it is

that's haunting you,

you gotta deal

with this now,

before it's too late

for us.

Roslyn.

I'm sorry, what?

You were daydreaming.

What were you

dreaming of?

My mother.

She died,

what, 1 3 days after

you killed your father?

Yes.

Tell me,

what is your earliest

memory of her?

Do you recall?

I remember watching her

one evening

in the hallway.

She was in her bedroom

brushing her hair.

She had

the most beautiful

Iong blonde hair.

I wanted

hair like that.

And what else

were you thinking of

as you watched her

brush her hair?

I wanted her dead.

I wanted her dead.

Why?

Because she was a woman.

Because she could

understand how I felt

each time

he touched me...

but she ignored me

when I screamed

for help.

She just--

she walked away.

Did you know

that the Nighthawk

also chooses women

with a common

characteristic?

Each of his victims

share a similar feature.

They all have

blonde hair.

Mommy,

you're hurting me.

I won't hurt you if you

keep up with me.

- Where are we going, Mommy?

- We're going on a journey, okay?

No!

Where are you

going, Mommy?

To the car.

Mommy, where are you

taking me?

Come on, Roslyn.

Oh sh*t.

No.

What are you

doing, Mommy?

Mommy!

Mommy, no!

Mommy!

No. Mommy,

what are you doing?

Oh sh*t.

Mommy, stop it.

Mommy, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Stop it.

I don't like

this smell, Mommy.

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I don't want your children

to suffer like you did.

It has to stop here.

Please, no.

No. Help!

Mom, don't!

Mom!

Help me!

Help!

Why did your mother

not want you to live?

I got out.

I got out

of that car.

Yes yes, you did.

But look at the scars

it left,

the deep

psychological scars.

You still haven't

told me why,

Roslyn--

why your mother

wanted you to die.

Stop it.

You can tell me.

Stop it!

Remember our

breathing exercises.

What are you doing?

Breathe breathe.

No.

No?

All right,

then I'll tell you.

- Stop it.

- It's because she knew, didn't she?

- Stop it.

- She knew what you would become.

She knew that you

would carry on

the cycle of abuse.

The abused becomes the abuser.

Isn't that right?

- Please stop. Please stop.

- Yes.

You see,

you must never be allowed

to have children.

Please stop.

No, please.

Please don't.

Stop.

No no no no!

No no!

I want my baby!

What's going on, Roslyn?

Where have you been?

The psych ward.

The psych ward?

Do you want to tell me

what you're doing with this file

and with blood

all over it?

You're supposed to be

filing these away, not ruining them.

Why do they call him

the Nighthawk?

What?

Why the Nighthawk?

Because of the way

he kills--

to the back

of the neck.

You're scaring me

with this sh*t.

What were you doing

up in the psych ward?

Your hand.

I cut it

peeling potatoes.

Maybe you would change

the dressing for me?

It's this place,

isn't it?

It must be creepy

at night.

But if it's

any comfort to you,

if you go up

to the fifth floor,

at least the psych ward doc

will be around.

What?

Dr. Diaz-- the doctor

I told you about.

He's actually going to

turn up tonight,

start with

the psych ward records.

Dr. Diaz?

No. Dr. Clement.

Doctor...

Dr. Clement.

Dr. Irvin Clement.

I told you you weren't

supposed to be

Iooking at those files.

That's where you got

that name.

It's the doctor that admitted you

to the psych ward

when you were a kid.

He had an unorthodox way

of dealing with his patients.

What are you

talking about?

He was killed.

One of his

psych ward patients

stabbed him in the head

with a scalpel.

He was alive for days

fighting for his life.

What are you saying?

Have you been talking

to Cole?

Roslyn!

Roslyn!

Shut up.

Did I frighten you?

What do I do?

...violent killer.

Bodies were all found

in the same neighborhood,

so he's someone

in the area.

A psych ward patient

stabbed him in the head.

Dr. Clement.

F***!

No no no no!

Why do they call him

the Nighthawk?

...bring anyone here because

they know it has been closed.

Useless!

Roslyn!

What's with the tape

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