It's chillier than I thought. Maybe she shouldn't go out. She's just over a cold.
Just a quick walk in the garden before the rain starts back up.
Are you ready, kiddo? You got your grizzly bear on.
Let's go, then.
(thunder)
She has four new cavities since her last checkup.
The dentist says there's nothing to be done. She was just born with bad teeth.
I know you don't like to hear this...
My brother had health problems. He grew up biggest of us all.
She's below the acceptable percentile on every chart.
Aren't we doing all we can?
I know they want you to announce your candidacy, John.
But... I don't know if I can handle it.
I'm not ready to be the governor's wife.
Is that what this is about?
No. It's about Divina. It's about our daughter.
(John) We wanted this. You and me.
It's all we worked for, all the countless social events, the good deeds.
I need help with her, John. I need a husband and she needs a father.
I'm a good father, Una. And a good husband.
Where is she? Where's Divina?
Divina!
Divina?
Divina!
Divina?
Where is she? Oh, my God. She's over there.
Where?
Sweetheart, you scared us. Why didn't you answer Mommy?
- We scared her with our arguing. - She's just playing a game.
- She's just playing hide-and-seek. - She's gonna get sick again.
She's got her warm coat on. Look, I know where she's gone.
Divina?
Come on out now!
You've scared your mommy.
Sweetie? It's OK.
(John) Divina?
Divina?
Where are you, honey?
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Divina!
Divina?
Please!
Divina?
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Dlvlna!
You scared us.
- You frightened Mommy and Daddy. - You shouldn't be frightened.
How did you get here? Past us.
I heard you calling her. She knows the maze well.
Maybe you should let me teach you, too.
I've had this case six weeks.
I've got no suspects. I can't seem to even get any traction.
The victim you see is a 39-year-old federal prosecutor named Robert Ferry.
He died as you see him in this motel room in Pittsburgh,
the result of three knife wounds to the chest and stomach.
Ferry checked into the motel at 6.30 in the evening.
He had gone out, returned about midnight. Time of death was 1.45am, thereabouts.
- Gay? - Yes. But not openly.
A long-haired male was seen loitering in the area.
- Evidence of body fluids? - Where the sun don't shine.
The victim's wallet was not taken, nor was 500 cash, nor 300 in traveller's cheques.
The word on the phone book - "saint" - what was that written with?
The victim's personal pen. So far I don't know its importance.
It was returned to the victim's pants pocket. His car and house were left alone.
The weapon was removed. Nothing else was disturbed.
There was, however, something left at the
scene, in the toilet, in the bathroom. Urine.
Was the seat left up or down?
The specimen I collected had chorionic gonadotrophins.
It was a woman. A pregnant woman.
Most likely someone who knew the victim,
maybe who visited him in his room prior to the commission of the crime.
If we can identify her, she may have information that could lead us to our perp.
- What's going on? - That was good work in there today.
- I'm dead in the water, sir. - No, no, no.
It's good, solid investigative work. Impressed the hell out of Frank.
Really?
I am going to transfer you off the case, Agent Hollis.
Off the case?
Frank has requested all your data and files.
Why? Does he know something?
- Apparently he does. - And I can't work with him?
Your files, Agent Hollis.
I think I've got things squared away somewhat more than I did previously here.
My little girl really has taken a turn.
A complete turnaround in her health. It's miraculous, really.
An omen, I'd say.
Get everyone together tomorrow. I want to make all the preparations...
Excuse me, sir.
I didn't mean to startle you.
Sorry. No. What is it?
You asked me to have a suit pressed, and the
shirt that goes with it is missing a button.
I see the shirt that you're wearing is a match for that shirt.
- I was wondering if it had a spare. - Can it wait?
I don't know where I'll get another button.
OK.
Can you hold on, Carl? I'm being frisked for a button.
(Whispers)
Please watch Divina.
She's out back.
Now, Miss Butler.
Yes, ma'am.
OK.
- What? What is it? - What's going on here?
Nothing's going on. Lucy was getting a button off my shirt.
It looked as if there was something... inappropriate.
Your mommy's mad at your daddy cos she thinks he's been bad.
Just because your daddy likes me. Cos I don't quarrel with him like your mommy.
I bet you wish I were your mommy.
What if I told you I were?
(509 growls)
Get outta here now! Get!
(growling continues)
(typing)
(Hollis) You take my case.
You take my files, my hard work, and I find you working on something else?
- You don't want this case. - No. I want my case.
This is your case, Agent Hollis.
Antipas Gardens, Madison, Wisconsin... A dog attack?
Antipas. An anagram from the phone book at your crime scene.
The word "saint" was handwritten over the abbreviation "PA".
Antipas. It's a biblical reference.
An allusion to Satan from the Book of Revelation.
Put there by whom?
My perpetratofs a male.
Frank, come on.
Leave it alone, Agent Hollis. Let it go. It's all right.
We ask the Lord to make the poor man well and
give him relief from his pain and injuries,
and we ask him to give us help and mercy,
and to watch over him in the hospital. Amen.
Amen.
Are you gonna be all right tonight, sweetie?
She's a big girl. Aren't you?
You sleep tight, now.
(thunder)
Divina?
What are you doing?
Are you scared?
You want Mommy to sleep in your bed with you tonight?
OK. Come on.
(thunder)
(door bell)
Pardon me for coming so unannounced, Mr Saxum. I just felt it was right.
I got a call from the gate. They said you were FBI.
My name's Frank Black. I do some consulting for the Bureau. I know you're a busy man.
- Is this about the gardener? - In a manner of speaking.
Who is it, John?
John?
Frank Black. I'm here about Lucy Butler. She's in your employ?
Yes, that's right.
- May I come in? - Please, of course.
Thank you.
- What a beautiful house. - Thank you.
I don't understand the need for secrecy, Mr Black.
I'm here to help you understand. I'm quite sure you'll thank me.
Have we employed some kind of criminal?
- Not some kind. The worst kind. - What on earth do you mean?
I know Lucy Butler. I had her investigated
for the death of a Seattle police detective.
- And for the murder of her own child. - The murder?
I have a staff that checks these things thoroughly.
If she had any record, she wouldn't have been hired.
- She wouldn't have been considered. - Her record was somehow expunged.
- There is no "somehow" with those charges. - You don't know what she is.
She's a nanny, for God's sake. A damn good one. Who put you up to this? Who sent you?
- I'm on an investigation. - Of who? For what?
A murder. In Pittsburgh.
Mr Black, a man has enemies, no matter if he wants them. It's the nature of politics.
I find your visit here rather curious, and your story as well.
- I didn't come here to frighten you. - Lucy is a godsend.
Our child has never been better, and we have Lucy to thank. My wife will agree.
- Our child was quite ill before... - Will you let him speak?
I am not the only person that's harboured suspicions, Mr Saxum.
Your gardener gave a statement about his attack.
He was attacked by vicious dogs that got onto the property.
I went down to the hospital before I came here. I wanted to clear that up for myself.
- I never got a chance to talk to the man. - Oh, my God.
I'll thank you to leave and never come back.
And I'll thank you not to test our intelligence or credulity
with your ridiculous fabrications of truth and fictions.
I'm gonna have you investigated, Mr Black.
I'd welcome it.
Hello, Mr Black.
This is really such a surprise to see you.
It isn't, Lucy.
You know that. You asked me here.
You did everything but send me a personal invitation.
"Antipas." An anagram.
"Saint PA."
Did you just watch the murder, Lucy? Or did you do it yourself?
The suspect that you speak of is a male homosexual.
How would you know that?
You go on inside, OK? And tell your mommy and daddy not to worry.
They know enough to worry. At least the mother does.
She's very jealous of me. He likes me, you know. John.
- You have him fooled. - He wants me. And she knows it.
- He wants me, like all men do. - Leave these people be.
- I work for them. - That's not your little girl.
- She is mine, Frank. - Leave her alone!
I don't like to share!
Yeah, you wanna see me go off.
That's what you want.
Frank.
What?
I just want us to be together.
She has designs on you. I know.
- Where's this coming from? That FBI agent? - Women know.
And presume men can't think for themselves and will hump anything that moves.
- So you admit an attraction? - Don't lawyer me, Una.
She's evil, John. I'm telling you.
She turned Divina around. She's the holy miracle worker, if you ask me.
You're only saying that because of your political career.
How can you turn a statement of fact about
Divina's health into a selfish manipulation?
What would you like to do? Get rid of her? See what happens?
Divina has an attachment to Lucy. Can't you see that?
You say that as if it's my fault.
I just don't think you can take care of her on your own.
- I have a life too, John. - And Lucy's not a threat to that.
She's a gift from heaven.
(moans with pleasure)
(Frank screams)
(banging on door)
(banging continues)
- Who is it? - It's Agent Hollis.
Is everything all right?
Frank, are you OK?
It's open.
- What are you doing here? - What are you talking about, Frank?
I specifically asked you not to participate in this case.
You called and told me to get out here. You said it was urgent.
- I didn't call you. - You called me at home, Frank. It was you.
You said there was a murder. A woman, Una Saxum.
Get on the phone. Call the local PD. Tell them to get out to Antipas Manor now.
(singsong) Mommy, Mommy.
Mommy, Mommy.
Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.
Mommy, Mommy.
Mommy.
Mommy, Mommy.
Mommy.
Divina!
(splash)
Oh, my...
Mo... mmy.
Mrs Saxum! Mrs Saxum!
Hold it, hold it, hold it. Stay back.
- I'm gonna make an arrest. - For what?
- Murder, premeditated. - You can't arrest anyone.
There's no evidence. That woman drowned herself.
How do you drown yourself?
There are two sets of footprints in the mud.
Yours and the wife's. Tell me who to arrest.
The nanny, Lucy Butler. The one that called you out here.
- The suspect in your other case. - Frank, I don't get it.
You're not supposed to get it, Emma.
It's about me.
- What? - Yeah.
She wants to be arrested. But by me. But I want you to do it.
Hold her as long as the law will allow. But no interviews. Do you understand me?
Why?
Cos it would be pointless.
And dangerous.
Daddy?
What, sweetheart?
Where's Lucy?
Lucy's gone away for now.
Is she coming back?
Divina.
It's your mommy. It's your mommy who's not coming back.
- Lucy's my mommy! - Divina!
(piercing scream)
Hello? Excuse me. I need your help.
Are you all right, sir?
I'm fine. I'm sorry. My name is Frank Black.
I work with the FBI.
- Is there a problem? - Yes. I need information.
- Information? - On a child who I believe was born here.
- And we don't provide. - It's about the murder of her mother.
Una Saxum.
She's dead?
Una was murdered?
I... I helped deliver it.
- You mean Divina. Divina Saxum. - I believe the child is in danger.
Agent Hollis? Emma Hollis?
- Yes, I'm Emma Hollis. - Detective Groskoff.
You're about to meet a man named Selwyn Wassenaar. He'll be coming any minute.
Speak of the devil.
Detective Groskoff. You have been avoiding me. Shame on you.
I don't have an answer for you. I'll defer to Agent Hollis, who made the arrest.
Agent Hollis. Well, now. Abraham Lincoln would be proud.
As a woman who's obviously benefited from
this country's enlightenment in civil rights,
you'll be so kind as to release my client from her bonds posthaste.
If your client is Lucy Butler, she's being held for murder.
Habeas corpus. Do you understand what that means, Agent Hollis?
Produce the body before the judge, or let the slave free.
I don't appreciate the insinuation.
And I don't appreciate the rape, torture and
subjugation of my poor client, Miss Hollis.
I assure you, sir, that your client has been
neither raped, tortured, nor subjugated.
Maybe not in the last few hours.
I don't know what you're getting at, but your client is not the victim here.
Oh, she most certainly is, madam.
I have the evidence, unlike you, to disabuse
you of your uppity notions to the contrary.
- You promised this would all be on the qt. - Excuse me?
I could get in big trouble letting you see those files.
- No one's gonna know I've been here. - There's someone on the phone who knows.
I'm very sorry. Frank Black.
- Frank, you're there. - Emma.
I've found something.
Something you're not gonna believe.
- Frank... - What Lucy Butler's up to.
Frank, listen to me.
You listen to me. I've found birth records.
Footprints from Saxum's little girl. A perfect match.
- To what? - Lucy Butler's dead child.
- I'm on my way. I wanna confront her. - She's not here.
- What are you talking about? - We were forced to let he! Go.
Forced? By who?
Her lawyer, who's got something you're not gonna believe.
- What? - A rape kit on Lucy Butler.
- And a request for a paternity test. - From who? John Saxum?
No, Frank. From you.
Ah. The suspect, no doubt.
- Who's pushing this BS? You? - Violent temper and all.
- Stay calm. - He's Lucy Butler's lawyer.
- You represent the devil. - He's like a wild animal.
If she kills again, the blood'|| be on your hands.
Ironically, it's your hands we're most concerned with, Mr Black.
No. Those aren't mine. That's not from me. I never touched her.
Oh, you not only touched her. You impregnated her in a motel room.
- What are you saying? - Will you take the test? Or your rights?
He'll take the test.
I'll make sure you get everything you need.
Now, can we have a little bit of room here?
Make room for Daddy.
Sit down, Frank.
She's out there, Andy.
This isn't about your case. This is about you.
It's about a woman whose dead child's footprints
match those of the child that she's entrusted to take care of.
That's as believable as you being a rapist.
- I'm telling you. - I am telling you.
Just take their test, clear this thing up and get outta here.
You're off this case.
Start making calls. Tell them I'm going out of pocket on this.
The press conference will be rescheduled. I
don't know, but I gotta get out of this house.
Let's go, honey!
I'm getting in the car! Let's go!
Divina?
- Where are we going? - What are you doing here?
Now, what kind of question is that?
- Divina? - No, no! I don't wanna go!
No, no! I don't wanna go!
John?
Can we talk about this?
I don't wanna go! No! No! I don't wanna go!
You can scream all you want, but I'm your father, and you're coming with me.
You're coming with me!
How you doin', Frank? Did they get what they wanted?
I'm gonna let you drive yourself to the
airport. I'm fairly certain I can trust you.
The detective wants me. Hollis is trying to convince him you're on to something.
- What do you mean? - The connections you made. "Antipas."
She put on a show and tell for us. Seems to make some kind of cockeyed sense.
- Where is Hollis now? - The house where the woman was murdered.
- She went back out there? - Yeah.
Are you all right?
Can you open this?
Hey! Stop!
(gasps)
- What did you come looking for? - Frank?
What I gave the bitch?
You want it, too?
(growling)
- No! Stay away from me. - Hollis. Hollis.
Hollis. It's me.
We gotta get outta here. Come on.
It's locked.
It's OK. We're gonna get outta here. Close your eyes, sweetheart.
Frank!
Call 911.
- Frank, I think she's... - She's not. She never will be.
I was hoping you'd come see me.
- We lost the baby, Frank. - It wasn't ours. It wasn't mine.
You came to me, Frank.
All men come to me, in time.
The fruit of our union populates the earth.
We could rule the world, Frank.
Where's my Divina?!
She's far away. She's safe from you.
You think?
You can corrupt men. But you cannot corrupt innocence.
Is that what you came here to tell me?
Fear is what you want in us.
I came here to tell you I'm not afraid.
Your daughter?
Jordan?
You're not afraid?
For her?
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(child) I made this!
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