Synopsis: Jake Riley is working on the "Torch" case, a psycho serial killer, who kills women with kids and sets them on fire after they are dead. The killer calls Riley sometimes and now, that Riley retires, the killer has no person to play against anymore. The NSA comes into play here and offers a job to Riley. A replicant, or better a clone of the killer should help him find the real one, as kind of test if it works out. Now Riley is back on track, with a clone of the killer at his hand on the way to discover that nobody is born as murderer.
Director(s): Ringo Lam
Production: Artisan Entertainment
  2 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
100 min

- 911. Please identify yourself.

- Please help me.

There's a man in my house.

I have a baby.

He's gonna kill us.

- Who's in the house, ma'am?

- Please.

Ma'am, stay with me.

Please, hurry.


Oh, God, he's coming.

He's coming.


Possible homicide in progress,

mother and infant.

Dispatch all vehicles in the area.

Ma'am, stay with me.

- No. No.

- Who is it? Can you see...?


Why are you doing this?

You're a bad mother.

Rock-a-bye baby

On the treetop

When the wind blows

The cradle will rock

When the bough breaks

The cradle will fall

And down will come baby

Cradle and all

Let me finish your nightmare, kid.

What's your status?

Is SWAT here yet?

Secure your perimeter.

- What are you waiting for?

- SWAT team.

They'll be all night. Take the stairs.

We got smoke in here.

It's him.


- Don't shoot. Please.

- Anybody else in there?

- No.

- Chris, get them downstairs.

- Move.

- Go.

- Get them out.

- Check it.


we gotta wait for the fire trucks.

- Absolutely.

- Sh*t.

Get the windows open. Go on.

Come on, move it.

Come on, baby. Come on.


Jake! Jake!


- Come on, baby.

- Jake.

I'm okay. Get out of here.

Okay. Okay.

Hey, what in the hell are you doing?

It's okay.

Come on, take the baby.

Get him to the hospital...

...make sure he's okay.

Suspect's a white male

headed north on Hauser on foot...

...wearing a black leather coat.

Hold it there.

Stop the bus. Stop the bus.

Open up.

What's going on?

Sorry, folks. Just a routine check.

Nothing to be alarmed about.

What's going on?

Sorry for the inconvenience.

Everybody up, against the window.

Don't look at me.


Be afraid, Jake.

Be very afraid.


Across the street.

- A couple uniforms here.

- Okay, folks, stand back.

- Get those photographers back.

- Come on, guys, step it up.

Behind the yellow line, I said.

Come on, get the whole truck.

Grab that guy coming in

on the south side over there.

What happened?

- Let them through.

- Oh, jeez.

Take that back up.

Almost had him. I had him.

Yeah, well,

that's not your problem anymore.

As of an hour ago,

you're officially retired.

I know. Hey, make sure when they find

the car, they check for blood, okay?

Jake, shut up, okay?

It's not your case anymore.

Well, I popped him one.

Check for blood.

You just couldn't leave quietly, huh?

You know, Howe, I wanted

one last inspiring lecture from you.

Ten years, buddy, you heard them all.

A lot of good it's done.

But, hey, before you go,

the feds are here. They wanna talk.

To me?

Of course they do.

- Gentlemen.

- Jake.

- Stan Reisman. How are you?

- Fine.

- What do you want?

- I understand you're leaving the force.

That's right.

We'd like to offer you a job.

No, thanks. Don't need one.

We can help you catch him.

He will kill again.

Last night,

"the Torch" claimed his 11th victim.

This elusive serial killer has remained

at large for over three years...

...preying on mothers

throughout the Seattle area.

Detective Jake Riley,

who has headed up the case...

...had this to say about the Torch.

How does it feel to be leaving

with the case unsolved?

- No comment.

- Has he called you yet?

- No comment.

- Is this brilliant killer...

...the reason you're quitting?

- I'm retiring for personal reasons.

- The case has nothing to do with it.

- Give us something.

Yeah, I'll give you something.

It turns out that our big,

bad boogeyman... nothing more

than a bed-wetting mama's boy.

That's right,

he pisses himself all the time.

Pathetic, really. Just a sick pervert.

Is that enough for you?

Did you get that?

- Did we get that?

- Did you get that?

Pam, you naughty old thing.


- Jacob, darling, telephone for you.

- Oh, thanks, Ma.


That was a nasty thing

you said about me on TV, Jake.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you're just a little too sensitive.

I don't want you to call me anymore.

I'm retired.

You can quit,

but you'll never get rid of me.

I'm too smart.

Yeah, mommy must be proud

of her little psycho.

Stop it, Jake. Look at yourself.

Three years trying to catch me,

but you failed.

You're a bad cop.

Do you think quitting will stop me?

I'm going to keep on killing,


You're a real loser.

Hey, f*** you, you f***ing prick!

I'm gonna track you down

like a f***ing dog.

You understand, you son of a b*tch?

F*** you.

F*** you too, Jake.

It's always the same m.o.,

with slight variations.

Single mother, mole.

Burns them postmortem.

We got partial prints, trace evidence,

blood type even...

...but still, no Torch.

- No sh*t.

Tell me something I don't know.

We fed enormous amounts of data

on the Torch...

...into our Vicaps supercomputer.

We've come up with a white male,

30s, very physical.

Step up to the mark.

Welcome, Jacob Riley.

The Martuchi slayings a year ago?

We found a hair follicle

belonging to him.

It was enough for a DNA

imprint on him.

Take a closer look.

Okay, so this is a clone of the killer.

No, a replicant.

God created man in six days,

we took longer.

- Since when has the FBI been...?

- We're not FBI...

...we're National Security Force.

We really don't care about

your serial killer.

Originally, this was developed

for national security:


Today's intelligence has failed

to weed out terrorists.

Okay, go on.

Our goal is create replicants

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