Copycat

The screams of the victim deaden his pain.

The act of killing makes him feel intensely alive.

What he feels next is not guilt...

...but disappointment.

It was not as wonderful as he'd hoped.

Maybe next time, it will be perfect.

And as his determination builds to take another life...

...he plans, in obsessive detail...

...what props he'll bring...

...what knots he'll tie.

Let me ask you guys something.

What turns you on?

What really does it for you? Is it a great body?

Is it a nice smile? Is it beautiful legs?

What turns on a serial killer is the suffering and death of another human being.

Now, I'd like to ask you guys a favor.

If you could all stand up, all the men in the room.

Please indulge me.

Come on, it's only fair, after all the time you've ogled us.

Now, would everybody under 20 and over 35 have a seat.

If you are of Asian or African-American descent, you may sit down.

Kenny, turn that light on, please...

...so we can get a good look at these guys.

Ladies, what do you see?

Some pretty cute guys, don't you think?

If one of these fellas asked you out for a drink, you'd go.

Let me tell you something.

Nine out of 10 serial killers are white males...

...aged 20 to 35...

...just like these.

Albert DeSalvo, Bianchi and Buono...

...Berkowitz, Dahmer, Ted Bundy.

They were quiet, unassuming...

...even nice.

They had jobs. They made decent neighbors.

Their victims trusted them.

The FBI estimates...

...there could be as many as 35 serial killers...

...cruising for victims even as I speak.

Guys, sit down. You're scaring me.

Serial killers are not a 20th-century invention...

...but we are spawning them in greater numbers.

The state of Florida spent almost $8 million...

...to electrocute Ted...

You're dead.

Sorry.

The state of Florida spent $8 million to electrocute Ted Bundy.

Wouldn't that money have been better spent keeping him confined...

...subject to intense scientific scrutiny?

Isn't our best hope to try to identify the Ted Bundys of the future...

...before they kill?

Thank you.

- Don't park next to vans. - Thank you.

Thanks for coming.

I'm hitting the ladies' room.

Since she's using the ladies' room, I'll use the men's room.

- Thanks for your help, Tom. - Anytime.

Hello?

Sorry, ma'am.

- Okay, doc, it's all yours. - Thank you.

Dr. Hudson?

Hello?

Come out with your hands up.

I'm not gonna ask you...

What are you doing with my gun?

How'd you get my gun?

What are you doing in the ladies' room? Are you spying on little girls again?

Hey. I'll tell you something right now. Hey!

Don't she look pretty up there, officer?

You know what I want to know?

Help me out on this, Dr. Hudson, since you're the expert.

How would a fartknocker like me...

...take out a dumb guy like this?

Would you stick him...

...or would you shoot him?

Stick him or shoot him? I can't...

I can't decide, but I think I'll just go ahead on and do both.

Whoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo! Hot potato!

You bloodied up my knife, you dog.

I hate cops.

Hey, Dr. Hudson.

What do you say me and you have a little fun?

John Adams...

Adams...

...Jefferson...

...James Monroe, James Madison...

...John Quincy Adams.

Andy?

John Quincy Adams.

Andrew Jackson.

Martin Van Buren.

Wait a minute. This is so stupid.

Calvin Coolidge.

Andy?

Oh, God!

Hello, Kate.

I got you beat.

Bye, Kate.

Police! Freeze!

The good news is, you're still alive.

You see a downside to that?

This is pretty remedial stuff, Ruben.

Remedial? Let's review the scenario.

Didn't anyone at the Academy teach you to shoot conservatively?

Boom-boom-boom-ba-boom-boom-boom?

You shredded him.

I'm an intuitive cop.

With poor impulse control.

Let's assume you didn't mow down a 75-year-old man...

...who couldn't hear your warning because he's deaf.

Huh? Eh?

Let's say you greased the guy while he was trying to surrender. Ah.

Well, he jumped out at me.

Now you're on leave pending an inquiry.

Friends wonder if you're a psychopath. On top of that...

...the guy's junkie wife's lawyer slams a wrongful-death action up your tail.

All right, smartass, let's see how you do.

The shoulder of his gun hand's exposed.

You hit the brachial nerve, he drops the gun. You read him his rights.

Plus, you haven't taken a human life so your karma's still okay.

You hungry? I'm starving.

- Aren't you gonna answer that? - No, it's probably not important.

I'm sure she thinks it is.

How about Moroccan? You like couscous?

Don't you want to know which one it is?

Hello?

You must have mental telepathy. I was just about to call you.

The usual. Long days making sure justice prevails.

- 10390 Mariposa. - Yeah.

Scaffolding on the north and west sides of the building.

Great. The Mouth is here.

You can end her career.

Pop her in the brachial nerve, she'll drop the microphone.

It's a thought.

- How are you? - Fine, thanks.

Can you confirm reports that this latest murder...

...fits the same pattern as the other two?

We just got here. I'm not prepared to...

Is there a serial killer stalking the streets of San Francisco?

- Susan, thank you. - Excuse me. I'm a member of the press.

Hey, MJ, all done.

Hey, Jim. Can you grab some overalls from the crowd, some nice, clear faces?

- I'll make them say "cheese." - Oh, Jesus.

The landlady found her.

The front door was open. She tried the bell.

The tenant didn't answer, so she went inside and found the body.

She used the telephone to dial 911, otherwise she touched nothing.

- You're thinking robbery? - It doesn't look like it.

It's all yours, kids. I'll take care of the Mouth.

Good morning, sir.

- With this scaffolding, we should call... - I'll call the contractor.

Take this.

- Good morning. - Morning.

Morning, MJ.

- Were you first on the scene? - Yes.

- That the landlady? - Yeah.

- Ruben? Thanks. - Sure.

- "Johnson." What's the first part? - Mike.

Did you touch anything, Mike?

I don't want to get excited about latents and find out they're yours.

- No, I didn't. - You didn't?

Mm-mm.

Okay.

She usually goes jogging in the morning, to the Delores Park.

- Hi, Bill. - Hey, MJ.

- Ruben? - Yeah?

- This one. - Okay.

Hi.

- Morning. - Morning, MJ.

- Hi. - Wow!

- Uh-huh. - Pretty wild.

- How you doing? - Okay.

Got an estimate for me?

- About eight hours. - Mm-hm.

I'm seeing ligature marks, petechiae.

Strangled, huh?

- Same as the others. - Yeah.

- Bag all the stuff on the bedside table? - Yes.

Thanks, Bill. Excellent. That's the only one I need.

Mike?

Yes, ma'am.

- Were you the first one here? - Yes.

Did you touch anything?

No, ma'am.

What's wrong, Mike?

Nothing.

If you're holding out on me, I'll get it out of you. You know I will.

There was a stocking around her neck when I found her.

- I don't know what happened to it. - Hmm.

Who else was in there before the CSI showed up?

Lieutenant Quinn.

That's all right, then. Thanks, Mike.

Celebrating 25 years of the spirit of the '60s in San Francisco...

...the Festival of Love got underway today in Golden Gate Park.

- Why did you remove evidence from the...? - Shh.

I want to hear this.

In Potrero Hill...

...homicide detectives discovered yet another grisly murder today.

Police would not comment, but informed sources inside the department...

...tell us this latest death...