Holder's feeling that the murderer of this latest victim could be a taker of souvenirs -- specifically, snapping corpse fingers to get at their rings -- lines up with some of the psychic vibes Linden's been getting. She tries to pretend that she isn't totally investigating this and thinks it's a serial killer and that Ray Seward should not be dying, but because she is the worst pretender of all time, she correctly gives all three impressions.
Linden visits her old partner in the Seward case, a grizzled Elias Koteas, and he's of no help, but we do see that the wife holds quite a goddamn grudge about their previous relationship, which is interesting. Oh, and she breaks up with her hot boyfriend for no reason other than that Sarah Linden loves making bad decisions more than anything, more than cigarettes. More than justice itself.
Bullet spends the entire hour looking for her bestie, who is clearly a dead corpse by now, but it does give us more time with her lady-love -- the tragically named Lyric -- and her crappy and equally tragic wannabe-model boyfriend Twitch. A run-in with a very shitty young aspiring pimp early on sets the stage for later, when he rapes her, because God forbid Bullet have like one second where something horrible isn't happening to her.
Over at the jailhouse, Seward weaves his way into the heads and lives of the main COs -- Aaron Douglas (!) and a mean scary man I don't know [Joe Dick from Hard Core Logo! -- Ed.] -- and we see that he's a little bit obsessed with Elias Koteas, whom he believes to have been the main person that got him for the crime he probably didn't do. Seward is a very confusing person, but watching him ranks among life's greatest pleasures, so it's fun to ruminate on what he is doing and why.
When not canoodling with Jewel Staite (!), Holder's search leads him to the safe house where the kids congregate -- and the Pastor there, who clearly has weird secrets -- and then to a motel run by Grace Zabriskie (!), which immediately quadruples the creepiness of all situations. In the end, though, it's Linden who breaks the major moment: Little Adrian Seward is drawing those trees again, and somehow through her power of mental telepathy, Linden is able to locate those same trees in the real world... And the 15 or so dead girls stockpiled just a little further into the swamp.
Next Week: Everybody feels traumas! They decide maybe this is a serial killer that is killing these girls so very ritualistically (and serially). Little Adrian does more weird stuff. It rains a lot; Goldie might be holding Callie as a prisoner but probably she is just dead. Holder feels bad for being so shitty to Bullet all the time and/or continues to be shitty to Bullet. Uppance for most things has still, generally, yet to come. Linden gets her job back as a police person, then loses her job as a police person before the next commercial break, but then when we come back from commercials she has her job back again. This happens several times over the course of a single day.
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PREVIOUSLY
Separated for a year, Holder and Linden now hold the two keys to the long-ago murder of Trisha Ann Seward, whose husband Ray is due for execution in about a month: What Linden found questionable at the time, and Holder is starting to suspect in the present day, is that we have a serial killer on our hands. And if he's still killing -- and we'll find out tonight that he is, and has been for a while now -- that means Ray Seward, who is by any measure a terrifying bastard anyway, is on Death Row for a crime he didn't commit.
The latest victims, Ashley Kwon and (presumably) Kallie Leeds, are part of a circle of homeless teens in the orbit of Pastor Mike's Beacon House. They are survived by Kallie's trailer-trash mother Danette; her best friend Bullet, a truly amazing television character; Bullet's lady-love Lyric and Lyric's shitty boyfriend Twitch; and a limping bastard of a child-pimp we'll meet tonight, named Goldie.
TONIGHT
Holder catches Linden sneaking around in his office, feet still gross from how she just checked out the Kwon crime scene despite claiming disinterest and a total lack of connection between the two murders. While Linden is, of course, embarrassed to be found out -- and even moreso, anxious to be in her former place of employment -- she needn't be: Holder, who gave such a good impression in the last hour of having been domesticated, was already sleeping there.
They perform for each other an overdetermined round of excuses and alibis and reasons for running into each other in his office in the middle of the night, because neither of them can begin to admit that they're falling back down the rabbit hole, and as usual you get the feeling they both find this almost as dubious as we do.
Linden: "Me, creeping around the police station in the middle of the night with guts on my shoes? Oh, I was just returning this file you 'accidentally' left at my house."
Holder: "Yeah, I was just here working on some other case that is not this case or the Seward case. Apropos of 'nothing,' though, I can't find that case file you 'didn't' steal from the station a year ago."
Linden: "Good luck [never] finding that! Peace!"
Holder: "How did you enjoy 'not' looking at the Kwon file?"
Linden: "It was very uninteresting to me!"
Holder: "And so those guts on your shoes are what? Because that bouillabaisse at the factory nearly ruined my Hushpuppies too."
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