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You said you'd fixed it.

You said you'd fixed it!

F***!

Oh my God.

Are you okay?

Do you smell gas?

Gas?

Yeah.

You don't smell it?

Look, can you just

call me a cab?

One that works.

We believe

that the killer is

white,

physically very strong,

right-handed

and uses a weapon

similar to this

claw hammer.

He attacks his victims

from behind

and then claws at them.

Due to the nature

of the injuries

inflicted,

the killer

must need someplace

to clean up

after each attack.

Someone must know

who this man is--

a wife, a daughter,

a girlfriend.

It's absurd.

What is?

What's with

the tape recorder?

Do you mind?

I thought it might help us

clarify things.

I can switch it off

if you'd like.

It's fine.

What's absurd?

Everything--

what I feel.

Well, what do you feel?

I mean,

you've told me

what happened,

but you haven't told me

how you feel.

I don't know

how I feel, okay?

But you--

you have some fear

that perhaps

Cole might be involved

in these murders?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Tell me more about him.

He--

he's having problems

with his career, isn't he?

How did you know that?

Well, I don't need a PhD

to figure that out.

He drives a cab, right?

Cab driving was supposed

to be a temporary thing.

He was gonna go back

to school.

We needed

the money, so...

I see.

Hello.

Yes.

What?

Sure, I'll be right down.

Some detective

who wants to talk to me.

Well, I'd better go

and see what he wants.

Um...

we can finish

this up later.

My name is Marling.

I'm a homicide investigator.

An event, a person,

a time, a place.

Something.

This is someone

with a grudge,

someone who feels

cheated by life.

In every other respect,

he's the guy next door,

just an average guy

who kisses his wife goodbye

every morning,

spends all week

scraping a living,

all weekend

fixing the house.

Then it's night

and-- pow!

Something snaps.

He's out butchering women,

back in time for cocoa

and a late movie.

And no one suspects

a thing,

Ieast of all her.

Are you Cole Hanniger?

Yeah.

My name is Marling.

I'm a homicide investigator.

Can we talk?

Yeah, sure.

Come in.

I'm just--

just curious,

Detective...

what sick thoughts has my wife

been putting in your head?

Well, she's had

to come to terms

with some very traumatic events,

Mr. Hanniger.

Yeah well, she just

wants her baby.

Is that lipstick?

So what do you think

she's capable of doing

if that doesn't happen?

Did you see anyone else

in the area?

No.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Okay.

Thank you.

Jelly bean?

The plastic cigarette--

it just wasn't doing it

for me.

You ever try

the patch or gum?

It's not the nicotine

that I miss.

It's keeping my hands

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