The Lodger Page #5
And then, we'll be able
to predict his behavior.
So, digging through some obscure
Ripper sites is just good research.
That's exactly what I thought,
but then I also found Manning's footprint
in registries of some of the smaller,
more intensively violent sites,
where he had logged in using an alias.
it turns out that Manning has been
a regular on a couple of these sites
since early '97.
That is about 18 months
before the first two murders.
The ones Rodriguez was framed for.
And that means that Manning has been
into this Ripper sh*t for years!
Yeah, but that doesn't make any sense.
Why wouldn't he have said anything?
Because he's a f***ing lunatic, that's why!
We believe Manning constructed
the case against Rodriguez,
framing him for the first two murders
seven years ago.
We believe now that he's setting up
someone else to take the fall all over again.
We've done some digging into
Manning's past. He fits the profile exactly.
What profile? The lonely burned-out cop
with marital problems?
No, this is textbook.
In and out of foster homes as a kid,
troubled family life, suicidal wife,
depression, it's all there.
You just described half of L.A.,
for Christ's sake!
Look, there's not a chance in hell
Manning killed anyone.
If you are too close, Detective,
you need to tell me now.
What are we doing here?
I don't want Smith
seeing us meet with Lester.
Interesting.
Relax. He said 4:00. Give him a few minutes.
Look. Tell me, why did you want us
to assemble a file on Jack the Ripper
- if you know so much about him yourself?
- No, the file was for you.
The Tumblety case is interesting.
No one really knew he was a suspect
when a letter written
by a Scotland Yard Chief Inspector,
John Littlechild,
was discovered by a journalist,
when sealed documents were released
under the British Freedom
of Information Act.
He was an American
who lived in England for a short time,
his arrival in London neatly coinciding
with when the murders started
and his departure with
when they suddenly stopped.
that no one knew he was a suspect
because certain members
of the police kept it quiet
and avoided releasing
any information on him
for fear he might flee,
which, of course, he did in the end anyway.
And how do the facts here point to him?
Well, they don't, really, except for
what your witness said about a black bag.
I remember reading somewhere
that Tumblety left behind a black bag.
At least, I think it was Tumblety.
I'll have to check my notes.
Yeah, so what have we got here?
Klosowski, the medical student,
Isenschmidt, the butcher,
Tumblety, the American. Which one is it?
Well, if you want one,
my guess is Isenschmidt, the butcher.
But I'd be careful about the obvious.
There's a reason
And I doubt your killer is leaving behind
any clues he doesn't want to.
How long you been a Ripper expert?
A long time.
Why do you ask?
Jack the Ripper was
the personification of evil.
No motive, flauntingly violent, never caught.
Lago with a knife.
A f***ing shadow lurking
in the darkest corner of the human mind.
How long?
He's the reason the police even exist.
Anyway, enough of the 20 questions.
Look, if we're gonna cover
all the names on this list,
we need to split up.
Why don't you drop me off?
No, no, no, no.
Let's just stay together, okay?
It's not that many names,
and besides, you're on suspension.
That's touching.
Sure, why not? Let's stick together.
Like Smith and Jones.
Thank you, ma'am.
Dead's a good alibi. Who's next?
All right, next. Joe Bunting.
Another one of those at the gym on Sunset
the night of the double murders.
Lives on 129 Whitechapel Street.
It's a pretty thin connection,
but Whitechapel is the 1.5 square mile area
on the East End of London
where all the Ripper murders took place.
It also happens to be
exactly the same size as West Hollywood.
- Mrs. Bunting?
- Yes?
Hi, I'm Detective Wilkenson, and this is...
I recognize you.
We'd like to come in
and ask a few questions
if you and your husband are available.
Well, he's not here,
and I just got my son down for a nap,
so Joe will be back later, in the morning,
if you'd like to come back then.
Ma'am, we won't be more
than a few minutes. Please.
Usually he gets off around 1:00,
but he doesn't always come straight home.
It would be helpful
if we could speak with him tonight.
Where is he?
He sometimes goes to the gym first,
with Bill.
They work together,
and it's near their building.
But it's too late.
They're probably at work by now.
What's the address?
19000 Sunset near Doheny.
He's a security guard.
- They both are.
- What's back there?
That's just an extra room where we store
some of my husband's old things.
- Anybody staying there?
- No.
Mind if we take a look?
No.
- Whose are these?
- Those are my husband's.
Well, thank you, Mrs. Bunting.
Okay.
She's hiding something.
You notice the way she wouldn't look at us
when we went into the guest house?
Maybe she kicked her husband
out of the house.
Get a search warrant from Rollins.
I want to take a good look back there.
They're not gonna find anything.
They're not gonna find anything.
Were you and Bunting working last week,
the nights of March 14 and 17?
I don't know. Maybe.
What's all this?
You finish with him. I'll call you in an hour.
Where are you going?
Annie Chapman.
Same incisions.
Same body position, same everything.
And her uterus is missing.
Where have you been?
What's that supposed to mean?
You didn't go home, did you?
Most people with a bottle of red ink
would have it hidden away these days,
don't you think?
I don't know what you mean.
Come now, Ellen.
You must have read the papers.
- No, I...
- You can't just come in here
and start snooping around.
I wasn't. I wasn't.
I was just trying to clean behind the cabinet,
it must have tipped over.
No one will know.
Ellen, please.
I shouldn't have raised my voice, I'm sorry.
- No, no.
- I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have raised my voice.
Sh*t, man, don't do that!
I might have shot you.
Yeah, right. You're gonna have to
learn how to shoot first.
Where you been? The cops were here.
What'd you tell them?
Take it easy. Nothing.
They just asked about Ellen, what
we did last week, a bunch of stupid sh*t.
That's it?
They didn't ask about anything else?
Like what?
- It's gotta be here somewhere.
- Captain!
It looks like we found something.
Got him.
Call me the minute he shows up.
Sh*t!
You're leaving.
Tumblety.
Please.
No one has to know.
I'll do anything.
Hello?
I'm looking for Street Wilkenson. Is this...
Hey, Cat. It's okay, baby. I got it.
- Hi.
- Hi. Who's that?
- My wife.
- Your wife?
She's really been looking forward
to meeting you.
Here's me thinking I was being
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