Stalker

How do you feel?

I feel better.

We're out of time,

but I-I want you to think

about the expectations that you place on people.

I think you'll find some patterns emerging.

Yeah, yeah. I will.

- Good session. - Yeah.

I, uh, I think we're cracking away

at your anxiety.

Good. Yeah.

Good-bye.

Phillip, did you forget something?

Who's out there?

First, you receive an unsigned sympathy card

with a clipping of your sister and then this?

Someone's trying to tell me they know about my past.

That bear was in a box in my closet for years.

How would anyone know it was there?

They've been inside my house.

Have you called the security company?

Yeah, I did. I changed the locks,

I got a new code.

Tracy, you're the only one who had my old pass-code.

I've given it to no one.

Where do you keep the information?

In my contacts, but it's password-protected.

You know this.

Yeah. I know. I just...

I'm just trying to figure out how somebody got into my home.

Well, there's no way they got the information from me.

Where's Ray?

Has he been released?

No. I called the hospital in Seattle.

He's still institutionalized.

Have you talked about this with your colleagues?

Beth, you have to investigate this.

It's what you do.

I know. I will. I just...

it's complicated at work.

No one knows about me.

Hello?

And how are you today?

As tired as I am?

Um, Brody, I can't talk right now.

Can I call you back?

Sure. Is everything OK?

Yeah. I just can't talk.

I'll ring you back, and, yes, I'm exhausted.

Bye.

So things are good with you and Brody?

Yeah. I mean, it is what it is.

Does he have access to your phone?

It's password-protected.

Brody doesn't even know you.

How well do you know him?

Seriously?

I'm sorry.

This whole thing, I'm on edge.

Beth, I am here for you. I always will be,

but I'm not the police.

It's time for you to talk to someone about this.

This is scary stuff. Please.

OK.

Beth, I have Dr. Adam Lewis in the conference room.

He's a psychiatrist, says he's being harassed

by one of his patients.

You take it.

Sure. Is everything all right?

Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?

You seem anxious, preoccupied.

I thought the psychiatrist was in the conference room.

I'm sorry. Work hazard.

It's fine. I'm busy today, Janice.

Can you run point and have Ben assist you?

- You got it. - OK.

I didn't see who left it.

But you have someone in mind.

There is a patient who is fixated on me.

She's actually been stalking me for a while now.

Why didn't you report it before?

I was reluctant. I've never revealed

a patient's name before.

You're aware of the Tarasoff exception

to confidentiality.

If you believe she poses a threat,

you're obligated to do so.

Which is why I'm here now.

Tell us about your patient.

Perhaps we can determine that for you.

It started as a simple crush,

one-sided flirtatious banter.

She began to dress for our sessions.

I dealt with it directly.

We created boundaries, which she couldn't keep.

She began leaving excessive messages,

cards, gifts.

There's a disturbing video message in there, also.

She began dropping by the office at unscheduled times.

Then two weeks ago, my wife and I... Vanessa...

we took a vacation to Phoenix,

and she showed up at our hotel.

Did she make contact?

I was supposed to meet my wife at the pool.

When I arrived, she had befriended my wife.

They were chatting. She acted innocent and surprised to see me,

but it was obvious she'd followed me there.

How did your wife take it?

Not well.

I had to tell her the truth of course,

and she wasn't happy.

She thought there might be more to it.

We've been having some issues.

Non-related to your patient?

Yes. It's a marriage.

We have peaks and valleys,

and we're in a bit of a valley right now.

Why would you keep seeing her after you followed you to Phoenix?

Transference is not uncommon in psychotherapy.

I thought we could work through it.

I did warn her that if there was another violation

I would be forced to hand her off to another therapist.

So after what happened last night,

you terminated her as a patient.

No. I decided to come here.

Her behavior is escalating, it's accelerating.

And you're worried that the rejection of being dumped

as a patient could potentially turn her violent.

We're gonna need a name, Dr. Lewis.

You're justified in breaking privilege.

What's her name?

It's Claudia Burke.

What does Claudia suffer from?

Claudia is a paranoid schizophrenic

with auditory hallucinations.

I wrote you a song.

I want to play it, but first, you need to know

that it was inspired by your eyes,

a soft blue like the ocean.

Stop it. No. He won't like that.

It's too cheesy.

No. No. Adam... Adam likes romance.

He needs to know how I feel, so...

I love you.

There! I said it,

and you need to know that... be quiet, please.

Be quiet. This... this is very...

very, very important, and you're trying to ruin it.

What if he just doesn't know?

Well, what if he loves me, too, and I'm...

please love me, too.

Please, Dr. Lewis.

Damn it! Stop it!

She's hearing voices?

Schizophrenic.

Who is she?

Claudia Burke, music major at USC

until she was forced to drop out due to low grades.

Stopped taking her meds.

You have an address?

Yeah.

Want to take a field trip?

Sure. Why not?

No. I didn't want to go.

I'll just sit here and do... stuff.

Nobody's home.

She made sure nobody could spy on her.

Door's unlocked.

Your case, your call.

We could justify entering on a wellness check.

Works for me.

Claudia Burke?

We're detectives with the LAPD.

Claudia?

I'm gonna check upstairs.

Claudia?

Jack!

Claudia?

Claudia?

She's still alive.

I got her.

Call an ambulance.

A card and a teddy bear.

Did you run forensics on them?

They haven't been processed, no.

Why not?

It's an abuse of power and a drain

on department resources.

Are you saying that my detectives

don't deserve the same protections

we afford our citizens?

Diane, no one's done more for me...

I am responsible for the safety and welfare

of all my detectives, not just you.

This is preferential treatment.

Could be nothing.

OK. Who else knows about your real identity?

In Los Angeles, one friend.

In Seattle, I left no ties.

The court records were sealed.