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that Saldez is being charged

with the murders

of those 3 people.

Don't do that.

He's setting you up.

You make that announcement,

he'll kill again just to embarrass you.

Embarrass me?

I suppose you've had that happen

to you before, Mr. Lacrosse?

Yes.

Oh, I get it.

Well, you would like me

to delay that announcement

till after the election,

wouldn't you, Buck?

That was a nice try.

Who the hell

is this guy anyway?

I mean, how many times you seen

an FBI agent work a case alone?

We can find out.

Don't have much use for us

state and local boys, do you, Frank?

It's a prejudice

I have, sheriff.

No one's proved me

wrong yet.

Well, I have my problems

with Jack myself,

but, you know, there

for a brief moment,

I found myself thinking he was

making a lot more sense than you.

I don't care what

you think, sheriff.

Maybe not,

but you need me,

or you'd be

long gone by now.

Why believe me

and not him?

First of all, I've seen a hell

of a lot more murders than he has,

and these just don't seem to fit

that man he's got in lockup.

Secondly...

maybe you haven't noticed,

but Chief McGinnis and I

are engaged in an election battle for

my office which he desperately wants,

and which l... I'm sad to say...

am desperate to defend.

Him?

Well, I'll take that

as a compliment.

But the fact remains he has

a suspect in custody and I don't.

But I'm here

to tell you, Frank,

I'm not going to be worth a damn

to you in this investigation

unless I know what you

know about this killer.

Ok.

When I turned around and saw

that 30.30 staring down at me,

I thought,

wow, this is it.

No joining the birds

this time.

Joining the what?

Old railroaders used to say

that if you were on a train

that was about to crash

and you had a chance to jump,

you were joining the birds.

You worked

on the railroad.

For a while.

Mined a while,

cowboy'd a while.

Fact, I did a little bit

of everything up here.

Hey, Fae,

is this ticket right?

How we gonna get through

with the storm?

Ain't gonna affect us much.

It's going north.

What about you,

Lane Dixon?

What kind of work you do?

I'm between jobs

right now.

Before that.

Before that, uh...

I worked

in a hospital.

Orderly? Nurse?

Well, I did a little

bit of everything.

That's what's

in Utah, a job?

No. I've just been,

uh... traveling.

It's my first time

west.

Come over

from Alamosa?

Yep.

- How is it up there?

It's not bad.

Worst of it's going north.

Well, we've been

watching it come down here

for the last hour or so.

How'd you know?

My father

used to say,

"Weather don't

make the rules.

Mountains do."

And I know

the mountains.

How y'all doing?

We're doing

just fine here.

How about you, darlin'?

Get you anything?

I'm ok, thanks.

Your friend's cute,

but shy.

I'm gonna get a paper.

Now, did I scare him off?

Tell him I won't bite

if he looks me in the eye.

You all right?

He's chokin'.

He ain't breathing.

Call an ambulance.

God damn it, Fae,

call the ambulance!

Is he gonna die?

Let me look at him.

I'm a doctor.

Get back.

Let him look at him.

He's got something

really jammed in there.

God, he's

turning blue.

Get in the kitchen, Fae.

God damn it, go on!

Get him on the counter.

I'm going to need

a first-aid kit.

I need some alcohol.

And give me

that right there.

Open up his shirt.

Ok, open the bottle.

Now pour.

Oh, my God.

God damn it, Fae,

get in...

God damn!

Dr. Dixon.

Don't call me that.

Hey, I didn't

make that up.

You called

yourself one.

It clears a path.

Don't give me that bullshit.

What you did in there wasn't something

you picked up out of some book.

You've had training.

Now, maybe you've been in

medical school and dropped out,

or maybe you been

in the army,

but you don't lie to me

that you're no doctor

because I was just in

the operating room with you.

I don't want

to talk about it.

Dr. Dixon.

He kills for

the sensation of power.

He started with

the unconnected victim.

No one missed them

when they were alive,

and it was a long time before

anyone realized that they were gone.

He is credited with

at least 18 known deaths.

No way of knowing

how many came

before he began

telling me about them.

He tells you about them.

What's he do, call you?

He writes.

He sends me these.

Why you, Frank?

I headed a task force

that tracked him for 15 months.

After the task force

formed, he changed.

He got bolder.

He started

taking more risks.

He began to see the murders

as a kind of competition.

He turned it

into a damn game on you.

Yes.

And he took his publicity

very seriously.

But it got

harder for him.

He started making mistakes.

We got closer.

Then 3 months ago...

he just stopped.

Why?

I don't know.

He's been quiet

ever since.

I need to make a call.

Go ahead on in and use

the phone in my office, Frank.

There ain't no doubt about it.

He knows this killer.

What are you

thinking, Nate?

I'm thinkin' it's 8 a.m.,

polls are open,

and I hope to God

we're hunting the right man.

It's me.

Amarillo.

Since about 4:
00

this morning.

No, I was too late again.

They did?

When?

What did you tell them?

Don't cry, honey.

No, I don't think that

they know I'm here yet.

We'll deal with that

when it comes.

I love you.

You're

a strange one, Doc.

You're smart,

cool under pressure.

Yet something's

bothering you.

Fine. You don't

want to talk about it,

that's your business.

I quit.

I was a first-year intern.

I was good.

Hell, I was cocky

I thought I was so good.

When it started

to get heavy,

I used to watch other

post-graduates wash out,

and I'd think,

"That'll never happen to me."

Well... here I am.

What happened?

You have a patient die

on you or something?

Yeah.

Hell,

that's gonna happen.

But you go home,

get some sleep,

get up the next day

and try again.

Yeah, I did.

It just, uh...

I couldn't shake it,

you know?

Well, you seemed

cured today.

This time.

But what about

the next time?

What do you want,

guarantees?

There ain't

no guarantees.

What a waste.

Yeah. I've heard

that before.

Yeah, bet you have.

And like anyone else in your life,

I got nothing invested in you.

My father used to say,

"Nerve succeeds."

You've got the nerve, Doc,

and I've seen it up close.

If you really were a quitter,

you would have stood around

like the rest of us.

As of 7:
30 this morning,

we have 6 reported missing persons...

and 5 homeless who didn't report

to shelters last night.

Rule out the homeless.

He needed transportation.

Sheriff?

Mr. Saldez's attorney,

Mr. Martinez, is here,

and he is breathing fire about

Mr. Lacrosse shooting his client.

Thank you, Becky.

We really do need for this guy

to cooperate with us, Frank.

Mmm.

Maybe Nate and I ought

to talk to him alone.

No. I'll talk to him.

Ok.

Mr. Lacrosse?

The lab reports just came back

about that hair

they found in the bed.

It is definitely

not Saldez's.

A 36052.

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