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Good-bye, John. - Wren!
She ran out in the middle of the road.
I never had a chance to stop.
She's dead.
It's time to make him stop.
I really like you. I hate to see it end.
Where is he?
Where's who?
That monster you've all been protecting.
The Ten Commandments Killer.
He's here! Wren told me. - Wren?
That girl is full of lies.
She's dead. She killed herself trying to protect him.
Well...
she was old enough to make her own choices.
Where is he?
I swear to God, asshole
You touch me one more time,
I will cut your throat while you sleep!
John.
What the hell are you doing?
The man I've been hunting is in this hotel.
She knows it!
You know it! I'm tired of being lied to!
Fine.
You want to know where the Ten Commandments Killer has been hiding?
I'll take you there.
You might want to take this with you...
in case you find what you're looking... for...
Is this a joke?
You're telling me he's in this room?
I'm telling you there are answers on the other side of this door.
This used to be where his office was, did you know that?
James Patrick March.
Many years ago.
James March is dead.
In fact, this is where he died.
February 25
at 2:25 in the morning.
We don't have to do this.
We can turn around...
and walk out of here right now.
Go to the bar, have a couple of drinks.
Why did you bring me back here?!
Behind the armoire.
That's where you'll find what you're looking for.
Jesus.
How long has this been here?
Since the beginning.
The hand of a thief.
"Thou shalt not steal."
The dead thief, cut off his hands.
That was the first one.
1926.
"Remember the Sabbath day
to keep it holy."
Teeth...
harvested from the fields of migrant workers.
"Thou shall not worship false idols."
What was left of Martin Gamboa's brain...
...after his skull
was bashed open.
No serial killer has a 90-year lull.
It's taken him this long to find a successor.
Someone...
to complete his work.
"Thou shall not commit adultery."
James Briggs' tongue and eyes
taken while he was still alive. - That's bullshit.
The parts cut out of James Briggs are in the lab.
I catalogued it myself.
"Honor thy mother and thy father."
The hearts of two ungrateful children.
They murdered both of their parents
in order to inherit the family fortune.
The Rylance twins.
"Thou shalt not bear false witness."
Gossip mongers.
After he nailed their slanderous tongues to their desks,
he ripped out their vocal cords.
"Thou shalt not take the Lord's name in vain."
A false prophet who would go on television
and vent his spleen.
So the killer took it.
John.
These...
He would have had to have been bringing these things back
while I was still here. Who let him in?
Nobody let him in.
He had a key.
What?
Take my hand. - What?
John, take my hand.
It's okay, baby.
It's all okay, baby.
You're here with me.
With your Sally.
We are almost there--
there's just a little more work left to do.
No. No. - John... John, Johh,
stay with me. - No, it's not true.
This is my problem with police officers.
All you care about is evidence.
Evidence, evidence, evidence.
John, look at me.
You're saying someone's picked up where this...
this March guy left off?
I don't remember anything.
Anything at all.
You...have made yourself blind
to everything but what your eyes can see.
You remember everything.
It's not true! - John,
everything
you did.
And it's gonna happen again...
and again... and again.
Wren.
And you can't stop it.
No! It's not true!
It's not possible.
It's not possible.
You've lived in my hotel long enough to know
that what is impossible becomes...
very possible here.
It's you, John.
It's always been you.
Any sign of him?
No. He disappeared in all the commotion.
Send someone out to his house.
Make sure his wife and kid are okay.
Thank you.
Nice of you to look after my family.
Jesus.
John...
You look terrible.
I've come to confess.
To helping this one escape?
Assaulting a guard?
We can make it go away.
And what about murder?
Multiple murders?
The Ten Commandment killings?
Can you make those go away?
John, what are you saying?
Please!
You think I've lost my mind?
I'm here for you.
Talk and I'll listen.
I remember where it all began now.
It all started those first few days and nights at the Hotel Cortez.
The first time you walked into that place
was three weeks ago.
These murders began months before that, John.
The first time I walked into the Hotel Cortez was five years ago.
I know that now.
It was the same night we caught that multiple deaths call
in Glassell Park.
The dead family.
Gunshot and asphyxiation.
I needed a few drinks before I could bring myself to go home.
More than a few.
It's not as easy as you would think
to find a drink in the middle of the night in Los Angeles.
You sure you're in the right place,
cowboy?
I heard this is where a man could find the best martini in town?
Well, then,
I guess you are in the right place.
Another.
Can I buy you your next one?
I pay for my own drinks.
It's cheaper than whatever it is you want from me.
Just trying to be friendly.
Do I look like I need a friend right now?
Well, yeah.
You want to go to a party upstairs?
Liz's martinis are awfully expensive.
But they're worth every penny.
I'm not looking for a party tonight.
I'm just looking to drink myself blind and forget.
And I'm married.
It's not that kind of party.
Well, last call here is in five minutes.
If you really want to get as blasted as you say you do,
it's time to hit the after-party upstairs.
You look radiant tonight, madam.
Though I have no idea how one would launder something like that,
all those sparkly bits.
How is the outside, darling?
Tell me about one of your recent kills.
All you ever want to talk about are the kills.
Pervert.
Damn it, who is interrupting us?
I'll break the finger who dared ring that bell!
Yummy.
What's wrong with you, barging in on his night?
Not that I mind, but a deal is a deal.
I get one night!
One night with her the whole month!
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