CSI: NY

Previously on CSI:NY:

Do you know who this is?

Might be Hollis Eckhart. He was a patient here.

We believe the schizophrenia was brought on

by posttraumatic stress disorder.

Stell, you recognize this guy?

Yeah. It looks like Dario Gonzales.

Compass Killer's first vic.

And that looks like Carol Hillcroft.

Which would make our third portrait...?

Richard Caldrone.

Now, who's this?

"To my beautiful Calliope.

The sun's rays are always jealous of you."

Calliope Eckhart.

It's his wife.

Wow, so, hopefully, she can tell us where he is.

No. It's not going to be possible.

According to this, she was murdered two years ago.

Danny, we just identified the Compass Killer.

Hollis Eckhart! That's him!

We got this entire place covered end to end.

There's no way this guy disappeared into thin air.

I want every inch of this place searched.

We will find this guy.

The trace we found on the bottom of Hollis Eckhart's shoe

was a definite match to the old New York map

in the Tent of Tomorrow.

Then we know the Compass Killer is here somewhere.

Question is: Where?

We've locked down the entire park since last night.

Nobody gets in or out of here without going by us first.

We got K-9, foot patrol-- you name it.

Still no sign of him.

MAN (over speaker): Detective Taylor,

we are ready for infrared capability.

Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Time to go high-tech, huh?

Hollis Eckhart has over 1,200 acres in this park to hide in.

Maybe the infrared camera in that chopper can finally

help us flush him out of Flushing Meadows.

MAN (over speaker): We have an unusually high heat signature

in the northwest quadrant.

Heat source is within ten yards.

You seeing anything?

No.

But it says someone's here.

You think Hollis Eckhart's down there?

We're about to find out.

¶ Out here in the fields ¶

¶ I fight for my meals ¶

¶ I get my back into my living ¶

¶ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. ¶

: I'll check with Water and Sewer,

find out where this tunnel leads.

Mac, are you hearing music?

Yeah.

: ¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ And she's always gone too long ¶

¶ Any time she goes away ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ It's not warm when she's away ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ And she's always gone too long ¶

¶ Any time she goes away ¶

¶ Wonder this time where she's gone ¶

¶ Wonder if she's gone to stay ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ And this house just ain't no home ¶

¶ Any time she goes away ¶

¶ And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know... ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ It's not warm when she's away ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ And she's always gone too long ¶

¶ Any time she goes away ¶

¶ Wonder this time where she's gone ¶

¶ Wonder if she's gone to stay ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ And this house just ain't no home ¶

¶ Any time she goes away ¶

¶ And I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ And I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ Wonder this time where she's gone ¶

¶ Wonder if she's gone to stay ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ And this house just ain't no home ¶

¶ Any time she goes away ¶

¶ And I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, I know, I know, I know ¶

¶ I know, yeah ¶

¶ I can't leave that thing alone ¶

¶ But ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone ¶

¶ Only darkness every day ¶

¶ Ain't no sunshine when she's gone... ¶

¶ Any time she goes away... ¶

Just an old generator?

So, where are we and where the hell is he?

Hollis Eckhart knows we're closing in.

Which means he's out there somewhere,

hunting his next victim.

We lost Eckhart

in the park just after midnight.

He clearly hid down here.

Might have left within minutes of our arriving.

So I want every storm and sewer line

within the immediate vicinity of this park searched.

Eckhart could still be in one of these tunnels.

Armed and dangerous.

We got it, Mac. Hey.

You watch yourself.

I'm good. I got my sea legs.

Go.

We're standing

in "The Underground Home."

It was a pavilion

in the '64 New York World's Fair.

20 feet below the ground in a concrete Cold War bunker.

When the fair closed, they just trucked in some topsoil

and left it right here.

For Hollis Eckhart to call home.

Wonder how he knew about it?

He was a surveyor.

Probably studied every inch of this city,

above and below ground.

Question is: Where is he now?

Well, his first three vics were north, south, and east,

so he's definitely headed west.

We need to collect everything we can from this place.

Something could lead us to his next victim.

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

How are the surveillance feeds coming along down there?

We'll be live in one minute, Adam.

We're completely tapping the NYPD surveillance system,

over 3,000 cameras

around the city at our disposal,

and a live audio link to every detective in the field.

Good. Priority is the West Side.

Closely monitor crowds

for automated facial recognition.

If anyone even remotely looks like Eckhart,

you call me right away.

You need more eyes on the screens, let me know. Got it.

Danny, our audio

and video feeds are now live.

Got ya, Adam.

I've got your back.

Let me know if you spot him.

NYPD.

Show me your hands.

Adam, in pursuit of suspect!

Roosevelt and 126th!

Are you getting this, Adam? Got it, boss.

Roosevelt Avenue, Queens.

Communication channel 12.

Take him down if you have to, Danny.

Don't let him get away. I don't have a clean shot.

He's on the street.

Here we go, 126th.

(tires squealing and horn honking)

Flack, you see him? Negative.

Mac, we lost him.

Not for long. Bring up that side street.

There he goes,

west on Willets Point.

Danny, he's half a block up Willets Point.

Go that way.

He's 100 feet ahead of you.

Right at the corner.

I don't see him. Do you have a visual?

Take a right.

I got him. I got him.

Don't let him out of your sight.

I'm on his heels, Mac.

Come on, come on, come on.

He just rounded the fence.

I got him.

Don't lose him, Danny.

Don't lose him. Not a chance.

We got him, Danny.

He just ducked into an alley

between 37th and 38th.

Put your hands on your head right now.

Slow, nice and slow.

Mac, it's not him.

I repeat:

This is not Hollis Eckhart.

I telling you, I only went down there to stay warm.

Then why'd you run? 'Cause I was scared, man. You don't get it.

Some punk already got the jump on me once today.