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(upbeat music)
(airplane engine humming) (upbeat music continues)
(airplane engine humming)
(car whooshing by)
(low engine humming)
(key clicking out of ignition)
(crickets chirping) (footsteps echoing)
(door slamming)
Er, what is this is place?
It's all yours?
The entire property?
(clothes rustling)
(jacket lightly thuds on floor)
Your money
(shirt lightly thuds on floor)
and your power
is such a fucking turn on.
Not in here.
In there?
(door creaking)
(tense music)
- [Donald] I know what you're thinking.
What is this?
(Donald chuckles)
(door creaking)
Let me show you.
This is where life becomes art.
(tense music continues)
(Paislee laughing)
(Paislee grunting)
- Okay, I dunno what you think is,
or who you believe me to be,
but I am not someone you want to be throwing around.
My family has money.
(Janelle thudding on glass) (Janelle screaming)
If you die, I die.
What?
(hand smacking glass wall)
Run!
(muffled screaming)
(Paislee screaming)
No!
Stop!
(Paislee sobbing)
Run!
(Janelle panting)
(ominous music)
(Paislee screaming)
(screaming) No!
(muffled screaming)
No!
(fist thudding on Paislee)
(footstep thudding on Paislee)
(ominous music continues)
(door creaking)
Stop, no! (screaming)
Let me out. (Janelle banging on walls)
No, no!
(Paislee whimpering)
(ominous music)
[Janelle] No! (screaming)
(knife slashing into flesh)
(Donald groaning) (Janelle crying)
- [Janelle] I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Please don't kill me.
(dramatic music)
(door latch clanking)
No!
No, don't come in here!
(lock clanking)
(door creaking)
No, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, please don't kill me.
- Please don't kill me. - Shh!
You are in the middle of nowhere,
so you can keep running, you can keep screaming,
you can keep shouting, you can keep crying.
You can keep trying to escape the inescapable.
Go on.
And I will keep stabbing you and missing my mark every time
until your entire mid-section is open.
You will be in so much pain.
So much you will beg for me to kill you.
Or you can just be still and this will be over in a second.
(dramatic music continues)
(Janelle crying)
Shh.
(Janelle groaning in agony) (knife slashing into skin)
(Donald groans) (knife squelching)
- Yeah (Janelle groaning in agony)
(Donald sighing and laughing)
(knife shanks out)
(Blood spluttering)
(sad music) (crickets chirping)
(feet echoing)
(door clanks and creaks)
[Blessing] Thanks for coming.
No problem.
[Blessing] Oh, come here.
You be safe, okay?
You text me when you all get home then.
Will do
(Blessing sighing)
(fridge door slamming)
Hey
You okay?
I'm fine.
I was worried.
I'm fine.
You are not fine.
You haven't slept in weeks.
You need rest.
(dogs barking) (feet rustling in grass)
(helicopter whirring)
(emergency vehicle siren wailing)
All right, spread out and see
if there is another victim out here.
Oh my god! (dogs continue barking)
(door clicking)
(light switch clicking)
(drawer rattling)
- Look, I know you're not trying to hear this right now,
but I love you,
and I'm here for you.
Whatever you need.
I am not rejecting your love.
I'm just sweaty.
(cellphone ringing)
(John sighing)
You can answer the phone, John.
They're probably calling you about that serial killer
we've been hearing about.
Mm mm.
Nope.
I'm here for you and for mom
not to help on some high profile case.
(sighing) It's okay, babe.
You're not abandoning me if you leave.
You're an ... (phone ringing)
You're an important man with an important job, okay?
(lips smacking)
Go be important.
Are you sure?
Yes.
(gentle music) (door slamming)
(shower splashing)
(gentle music)
* I like that you're here in my space, baby love
* Love is the arc we create, so beautiful
* Hoping it's not just a phase
* Cause an unspoken love
* It has finally
(crying)
* Dream lover
(crying)
(indistinct voice over radio) (helicopter whirring)
[Man] Yeah, ETA five.
(doors slamming)
- [Woman] You heard it, get back there.
- [Man] You, get back in that vehicle
and move it out of here!
(crickets chirping) (helicopter roaring continues)
(car door slamming shut)
- [Man] Do me a favor. Please, please help me out.
(indistinct voice over radio)
Iceberg.
- Thank you so much for coming out.
- Commissioner Levy it's been a long time.
It has, it has.
First I want to give my sincere condolences to your wife
and your family.
I know this is a very tough time.
- Can we see some IDs please? - Thank you.
Why don't you follow me?
I'll take you back to the crime scene
them I'm gonna show you what happened.
All right.
Right this way.
Earlier this morning, a local farmer called this in,
said his dogs woke him up in the middle of the night
and dragged him out into the woods.
He found two women tied to a tree.
They're gonna be right around the corner over here.
Follow me.
All right.
- They're both hanging up side by side
right around here.
They look identical.
I've never anything like it before.
Right over here.
And right over there.
(utensil clanking on counter)
(gentle music)
* Whoa
Come on up here.
Iceberg.
I want you to meet Special Agent Revis.
He's gonna be working this case with you.
- John Iceberg Rollins, man, nice to meet you.
I'm sorry for your loss, by the way, man.
- I specifically asked for Iceberg's help on this case.
- I'm not here to step on any toes.
- Step on toes, please, man, I'm glad to have you here.
You can step on my toes anytime, have at it.
So what are we looking for?
Bruisings, swelling,
anything that shows signs of a struggle.
We need to know if these women fought
or if they were drugged.
Maybe even both.
Mm, does it matter?
- * I don't need you - Everything matters.
* I trust you fully
- * Till I need you - The body paint' still fresh.
Tell your men to spread out and search the area.
Make sure whoever did this is not watching us
from the trees.
* I don't need you (Revis sighing)
All right, I need four teams.
I need everybody spreading out north, south, east, and west.
Let's get it. (hands clapping)
* Fully, till I need you, need you.
* I can see it, this can't be
* I can't believe that it happened to me
* Thought I knew you
* Thought you would be part of my picture, (indistinct)
* What you gonna do, when you gonna choose?
* You gonna gonna lose (air whooshing)
* Tell yourself the truth
* You're chasing stars off in the dark
(water sploshing)
* Cause you died in a lie papa
* And you died in a lie baby
* Cause you died in the papa
* Cause you died lie papa * See I love you truly
* I don't need you
* Ooh, I trust you fully
* Till I need you
* Oh I love you truly
* I don't need you
* See * Ooh I trust you fully
* till I need you
* Oh I love you truly
* I don't need you
* Oh I trust you fully
* Till I need you
* Ooh I love you
- Come on Blessing answer the fucking phone.
Answer the phone.
(phone ringing)
(cup banging on cabinet)
- Don't tell me y'all caught that guy already.
I knew you were good, but wow.
- [Iceberg] How's everything going over there?
Are you safe?
You haven't heard anything weird or anything like that?
Are you okay.
(sighing) Babe, I'm Fine.
Would you relax?
Why are you so edgy?
- The doppelganger killer is in the area.
I need you to lock all the doors and windows now.
(phone tone)
(ominous music)
John.
(door squeaking and slamming)
(gun cocking)
(ominous music continues)
(Blessing screaming)
(Donald groaning)
- Good morning, Houston's 5:32 AM, Friday, May 27th.
I'm Asa Zane, CBZ News.
Our top story today a pig was found stuck in a tree.
After severe thunderstorms, knocked a tree
right through an upstairs window
of a house in south-east Houston,
the family's pet pig made its way out of the window,
onto the tree branch, but could not make its way down.
Firefighters have been on the premise for three hours
trying to get the pig down to safety.
Breaking news out of Willis, Texas this morning.
Two bodies were found,
painted and tied to trees near the McCoy Farm.
Joanne Bloom is on the scene.
(grass and leaves rustling) (ominous music continues)
- Everything all right at home, man?
Yeah, everything's fine.
She's safe inside the house, that's all that matters to me.
(Donald groaning)
(Blessing screaming)
(fist thudding)
(Donald panting)
Fuck me, huh?
Fuck me.
(gentle rock music)
(helicopter roaring) (sirens whirring)
* It's late, it's late at night
* And I'm all alone
* It's late and I am talking
Anybody find anything?
And you?
Nothing.
- (Revis sighing) - So what now?
* I'm gonna take you out on the town
* I'll make you crazy
* I'll make you take off all your clothes
* And do you know which way to go so we can lie down
* Do you know which way to go so we can lie down
* You make me feel so crazy
* And I say baby, please with sugar on top
* Cause I don't wanna mess with you unless you can fuck
* I said god damn
[Protesters] DGK! DGK!
DGK!
- DGK! DGK! - Okay, alL right.
- DGK! - Oh wait, yo, yo, yo!
- It's been three months - DGK, DGK!
since child actor turned college student
Janelle Jameson was last seen at LAX airport
- Since then, - DGK, DGK!
- People around the world are waiting impatiently to see if
she would be the latest victim of the doppelganger killer,
or as the kids like to refer to him as DGK.
Well, tonight that question has been answered.
Janelle Jameson was found in the back woods
of the Hatfield McCoy Farm body painted
and bound to a tree opposite of her doppelganger.
What's going on here?
It's like reality TV.
We know we shouldn't like it (giggling),
but more than like it, we obsessed with it.
DGK!
- DGK! - So, excuse me, Agent.
Any clues as to where DGK is hiding
and what makes him so difficult for the FBI to catch?
- Move aside. - Okay.
Excuse, excuse my partner.
What he meant to say was no comment.
So what about you, Agent?
Agent Revis.
Ferdinand Revis, Behavioral Analysis Unit, FBI.
So Agent Revis,
do you have a comment on the recent abduction
and death of Janelle Jameson
and the other young lady that was found here tonight?
You know what Joanne, I do.
I really don't like living in a neighborhood
where the people who I care about don't feel safe.
You have it first, Houston,
DGK may have gotten away yet again,
but with people like Agent Revis on the case,
it won't be long before DGK is put into J. A. I. L.
Jail.
Yes.
Is that all?
Yes.
Thank you.
Anytime.
I might hold you to that.
(ominous music)
- You know the worst part about my job guys,
is watching people have to come in here and identify the
bodies of those that they love.
And you would think by now that I'd be numb to this shit,
but I'm not.
Um, are you all right?
- I, I'm, I'm fine, Agent Rollins.
I'm, I'm sorry.
I mean, Iceberg.
I only have a half hour left with no more bodies to cut up.
Anyway,
this one right here is Paislee Parks
and her parents just left from here identifying her body.
She and the movie star.
- Movie Star? - Yes, movie star.
That's what she was, right?
- Well, uh, she wasn't, she wasn't necessarily a movie star.
I would call her, it was a TV show.
And actually while she wasn't
- the star of the show, - Revis.
Hold on, gimme a second.
While she wasn't the real star, the real star
- was really her brother, - Revis.
- Arnold Green. - Revis.
He had a line in there.
- "Hmm. I Wonder if..." - Revis.
- Anyway, guys, both women suffer from the exact same type
of puncture wound,
a knife to their abdominal aorta.
Why to the abdominal aorta?
Why not to the wrist or the throat?
- The wrist or the neck would be too messy.
Stabbing the victim through the abdominal aorta
is the quickest way to kill them, and it's the cleanest.
Makes it easier for him to body paint afterwards.
- (ominous music) - That's right.
(typewriters tapping)
[Woman] It's over there.
- What the Fuck y'all doing, get back to work.
Man.
- I have to make a phone call real quick.
Yeah, for sure, man.
(Rollins sighing)
Hey sweetheart, if um,
if you're sleeping good, don't wake up.
I was just calling to check on you.
I'm sorry I'm not there.
But uh, give me call when you wake up.
Revis, lemme ask you a question.
[Revis] Yo.
- What do you see when you look at this wall?
Uh.
I see a,
I see an artist,
um, possibly a twin.
We got some twin scenarios over here.
And you know, for the past three years
we've been looking for an,
an artist who's a twin with some type of a criminal history.
Or,
or, or a background of violent behavior.
- Okay, well let's just forget the psychology for a second.
Just give me the basics. (Revis chuckling)
How does he do it?
How does he move?
- Well, he finds his victim a man or a woman.
And then he keeps them tucked away
for as long as he finds their doppelganger.
Once he finds the doppelganger,
he kills them both. (woman groaning)
And then he paints their bodies
and then he makes it in a fashion of art
- as you see here. - Yep.
Is there a timetable?
Well,
the first one took about three years.
The next one took about a year and a half.
Now this one we have just now, that took about uh,
thirty days.
So he's getting better.
[Man 3] Hey, yo, Revis.
Yo.
- [Man 3] You might wanna pick up line two.
It's that fine ass reporter.
- Special Agent Revis FBI, go ahead.
- Ferdinand, how are you? - Ferdinand, hey.
I know who this is?
Hey Joanne, how you doing?
How you doing?
Um, how can I help you?
- I was wondering if you would like to get a cup of coffee?
Wait a minute.
Are you trying to poke me for DGK information?
No.
I just like who you are as a man
and I would like to get to know you better
over a cup of coffee.
- (clearing throat) I would love to get that cup of coffee,
with you, Joanne.
- Okay, so each one of DGK's - But um, uh,
- I gotta get back to work - Victims where last seen
- Right now - in different parts
of the world and then found dead here in Houston.
[Revis] Right.
So Lonnie Lewis, he was last seen in Australia.
Stella Estefan,
she was last seen in Mexico.
And then we've got Janelle Jameson,
she was actually spotted on LAX surveillance
with an airline pilot the night she went missing.
We know.
We've been searching the whole Houston database
for pilots coming in and out
on the nights of the kidnappings.
So far we have nothing
that links any of the victims to any one pilot.
Okay.
And lastly, we have Paislee Parks.
She was the only one not seen
in a different part of the world.
She was actually at an arts exhibition here in Houston.
(mid tempo music)
Mark Tru?
Yes.
John Rollins, FBI.
This is my partner. Special Agent Wilford.
Is this?
- How you doing? - All right.
Is this about last night?
Yes, uh,
the event was this invitation only, correct?
Correct, uh,
my younger brother has autism,
so every year I invite a few important friends to my gallery
to auction off few pieces for the Tru Foundation.
We're dedicated to helping children with autism.
It's beautiful.
It was a very private affair.
And you are?
- Margo, Mr. Tru's personal secretary.
- Margo's much more than a secretary.
She does all the actual work around here,
including the planning for the True Foundation.
Wait, you planned the event?
Yes, I did.
- And I'm assuming you knew everyone who attended?
We know mostly everyone, yes.
- All invited guests were allowed a plus one.
So there's a guest list?
Yes.
- Was Paislee Parks on that list?
Absolutely.
Paislee was a childhood friend.
Her family helped me to open my first gallery.
I owe everything I have to them.
- When was the last time you saw Ms. Parks?
- She was standing right over there
talking to some large scrumptious piece of man.
(group laughing)
And then they left.
- Wait, you saw who she left with?
I saw her with a man.
I don't know who he was.
- Then, how do you know he, he was scrumptious.
I saw what I needed to see.
Which was what?
His eyes were dark.
His skin was milk, chocolate and smooth.
He was wearing a black suit.
He had a very masculine build.
You would think he lived in a gym.
- Okay, so what about surveillance?
Cameras were off.
Our guests do not like to be recorded.
They're the type of wealthy people
that don't like to take credit for the money that they give,
but can't wait to brag about it
amongst their other wealthy friends.
Margo right?
Yes.
- Do you mind if we get a copy of that list?
Not at all.
- Who's the artist of this piece?
Actually, I have no idea.
Paislee brought it in last night.
I don't really see what's so special about it,
but she was adamant that I hang it up for the auction.
Thank you for your time.
Certainly.
(phone ringing)
(ominous music)
(knocking on door)
Can I help you?
- FBI, we're looking for Mario Allen.
Uh, I'm his daughter, Rae.
What do you want with him?
- We just wanna ask him a few questions.
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
My dad passed away a few days ago.
Car crash.
Sorry to hear, sorry.
I'm sorry it happened.
(upbeat music)
* You can't get enough reaction
* Oh come on, don't play me for a fool
* With your strap stuck in girl you such a distraction
* I've got one and one and one
* But you're so cool
* Oh won't you call me
* Beg me cause you feel so good
* Come get you down and dirty
* Won't you do my back up here
* Gonna make you beg me cause you feel so good
* Come get you down and dirty
* Won't you do my back up here
* I'll make you beg me cause you feel so good
* It's so good
(planks rattling)
(Mike clearing throat)
(whooshing music)
(knock on door)
Mike Hamlin?
Yup.
[Rollins] FBI.
I'm busy.
This won't take but a minute.
- What does the FBI want with little old Mike Hamlin?
DGK.
Doppelganger killer?
You're familiar with him?
- I do a little news peeping from time to time.
Yeah.
See all those T-shirts outside.
Large crowds worshiping this guy
like he's the second coming of public Picasso.
- You seem agitated, man. - Of course I'm agitated.
I'm over here pouring my heart and soul into my artwork,
getting fucking nowhere.
And so long as those idiots out there are cheering him on,
pepping him up, buying buying his fucking T-shirts,
the more destructive he's likely gonna be.
And this guy, what?
He kills three people.
A few, I don't know how many.
Fuck, the whole world stops.
And now they're talking about him being the greatest artist
of our fucking generation.
- Did you attend a charity event last night in Houston?
Yes, I did.
Did you leave with anyone?
No, I did not.
So you two, let yourselves out.
(bottle smacking against wall)
(birds chirping)
(knocking on door)
(whooshing music) (people shouting)
(dog barking)
- Are you guys looking for Donald Keller.
Special agent John Rollins.
This is my partner.
Special Agent Revis.
Is he in trouble?
No, we just wanna talk to him.
- Well, you won't find him in there.
He usually flies on Wednesdays.
He is an airplane pilot.
And you are?
Larry Walters.
I'm the maintenance man for this building.
- Hey, Larry, you mind if we have a look in here real quick?
I don't usually do this,
but I was on my way in there to fix a leaky faucet.
I won't suggest one of you fellows know anything
about leaky faucet, huh?
I sure do.
- I, I sure, I do, I do and will.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's have a look around real quick.
(tool bag slamming on counter)
- You're looking for the DGK, aren't you?
What makes you say that?
I've seen this guy on TV.
He's looks like a real standup guy.
A real likable hero.
Well appreciate that, Larry.
I appreciate that.
- I always thought there was something funny about this guy.
Funny. Like how?
Look at his apartment.
And the guy's a fucking neat freak.
And not to mention
he got two of almost everything.
I asked him, "Fool,
why do you have to have two of so much in your apartment?"
What'd he say?
- He said he has a obsessive compulsive disorder,
which causes him to have to see things and twos.
What about two women?
Does he need two of those?
- [Larry] Good question. I never asked.
Oh, freaky boy.
I know, I know, if it was me, I...
- You can't go in there unless you have a warrant.
Mr. Keller specifically asked
that I never enter his bedroom.
- Why do you think that is, Larry?
It's his bedroom.
No telling what type of freaky shit he got going on,
but whatever it is, it's his personal business.
(ominous music)
(door squeaking)
(ominous music continues)
(gentle piano music)
(ominous music)
[Woman] Doctor's catalog, 320.
(indistinct chatter)
(waves sploshing)
(birds chirping)
- We're gonna find your wife, Iceberg.
I promise you that bro.
He took a boat.
We were looking for him in the fucking woods
and he took the boat.
(gentle rock music)
(gentle rock music continues)
(door latch clanking)
(door creaking)
(Blessing sighing)
Who are you?
- My name is Donald, Graham, Keller
Hi,
Donald.
- My name Blessing. - So Blessing Rollins,
psychologist,
specializing in phobias.
I know who you are.
You are the unjust.
And your day of reckoning is coming.
You're judging me?
Yes I am.
Why?
You chose death.
I decided to affect others with your solid education.
You're insane.
(Donald laughing)
- Of course I'm insane, Dr. Rollins.
We all are to some degree,
but you don't want to hear that do you?
You want me to say that I am not insane,
so you can say that I'm insane
and feel better about having done all of those degrees
and sit on your ass and listen to all the cheer.
But you don't know shit about true insanity!
- I know more than you think I know, Donald.
- Have you ever truly been insane, Dr. Rollins?
Have you ever lived in a dead mind?
Have you ever orchestrated thoughts
that would only play unwanted music?
Have you ever been who you are not
and not been able to be who you are?
Have you?
(Donald sighing)
Of course you haven't.
You're him.
You're the doppelganger killer.
(Blessing panting)
You've heard of me?
My husband's FBI.
Of course I have heard of you.
You kidnap random people and hold them against their will
until you can find their doppelganger.
Is that what this is?
(Blessing panting and sobbing)
Are you gonna kill me?
You are the unjust.
What did I do?
- You killed innocent babies without remorse.
- My husband is out there looking for me,
backed by the most powerful law enforcement agency
in the world.
I know.
I know the FBI is after me.
I am also not afraid.
That's your first mistake.
You should be afraid.
My husband is a very rational human being.
But when pushed to the point of anger, he has no control.
He is gonna find you.
He is gonna know what you have done to me.
And he's gonna march right in here without hesitation
and put bullets right in your fucking face.
(Donald laughing)
(Donald's hands clapping) (Donald continues laughing)
I hope you're right.
I really hope you're right.
I hope that Special Agent John Rollins, aka Iceberg
will just walk out here and point a gun right into my head
and empty some bullets without hesitations.
I hope you're right.
You are the unjust.
The children need to be saved from you,
and the art,
(Donald sighing)
the art needs to be immortalized.
(ominous music)
You see, I am the righteous.
The people love me.
They call out my name everywhere.
Because of me, justice will prevail.
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
- So what made you want to join the FBI?
- I was lost, I needed some direction in life.
A recruiter thought I'd be a good fit, and here we are.
So what made you wanna be a reporter?
Same thing.
Plus, I'm nosy.
(Joanne and Revis laughing)
(Joanne sighing)
I like you.
I don't like anybody, but I like you.
I like you more.
Let's get out of here.
I have something I want you to see.
* Lies
* I am floating in the loving bliss
This is a bed.
Yes, it is.
- Some would say it's made for sleeping.
Some people.
* Gotta get your takeout
* Wake up, wake up
* Round gone gets me pay cut
* What you gonna do
* What's the legs for
* I ain't here to lose me
* Wondering to choose me
* Skies * Yeah
* Rolling into waves * Come on
* Crashing into shores
(floor echoing)
(ominous music)
(door banging)
(Blessing screaming)
(Blessing sobbing)
Help me please.
Please help me.
(door latch clanking)
Shh, shh.
(ominous music)
Let me go!
Get off of me!
Let me go!
Let me out of here!
Let me go. (banging on door)
Let me go!
Let me go, no, no, no, no, no, open the door.
(door slamming)
(keys rattling)
(lock latching)
(ominous music)
(Blessing breathing heavily)
(Blessing groaning and moaning)
(eerie music)
Help me!
Somebody help me!
Open the door. (banging on door)
(latch clanking)
(door creaking)
(Blessing groaning)
You're wasting your time trying to feed me.
If I eat the food and drink the water
I stay incapacitated don't I?
Huh?
Think I'm stupid?
(door creaking)
(Blessing screaming)
(Bowl shattering against door) (water sploshing)
Yeah.
(Blessing screaming) (Donald laughing)
(Donald sighing)
- All right y'all listen up, listen up.
So my wife's alive.
(people sighing)
That's the good news.
The Doppelganger killer can't kill her
until he finds her doppelganger, right?
Right.
- So he is out there somewhere searching for someone
that looks exactly like my wife.
When he finds this woman, he's gonna kill them both.
[Woman 4] Wow.
Now this is just one man.
We're an agency of thousands.
[Agents] Right, right, right.
- [Commissioner] What exactly are you saying, Iceberg?
- What I'm saying is we need to find this woman first.
Get eyes on her, and then wait for DGK to show his face.
Her name is Iris Jones.
She's a waitress at a strip club.
- Pass these out for me. - Yes.
- Uh, she has the same height, same weight,
same facial features as your wife.
If I didn't know any better,
I would think she was your wife, y'all take a look.
[Agents] Oh wow, wow, wow.
- All right, y'all, here's a plan.
I want surveillance on the exterior of the strip club.
HQ's is getting run out of the van
just like normal.
Gallegos, Rick, Team One.
[Rick] Got it.
- [Iceberg] Shelly, Mark, Team two.
Got you.
- On the interior I want Adams and Solice.
Everyone please make sure
that you report to group Supervisor Smith.
On it Iceberg.
- On air support, we have at the Houston Air Wing,
we have fixed wings at Hooks airport.
All right, for communications,
we're going Channel four FBI tag.
All right, everybody,
let's get to this.
I want her found and I want her surveilled 24/7.
In other words, I wanna know every move she makes.
All right, everybody has an assignment?
- Yes sir. - Yes.
- Does anybody have any questions?
- No, sir. - No.
- Iceberg, where do you want me and Sparks?
I want you two with me.
All right, let's get to it.
Let's hit the streets.
(hands clapping)
(latch rattling)
(lock clanking on floor)
(door creaking)
You still haven't eaten?
No.
Why?
- Because there are drugs in the food.
(plates echoing on floor)
- But if you don't eat, you will die.
I'm gonna die anyway.
(Donald sighing)
Okay.
(Banana snapping)
Eat Your food?
No.
Eat your food.
I said no.
- (Blessing screaming) - Eat you fucking food!
Eat your food!
Put it in your fucking mouth, eat it!
Eat your fucking...!
(Blessing choking and coughing)
God.
I am so sorry.
(Blessing screaming)
(Donald breathing heavily)
(Blessing choking)
Why can't you just be like the others, huh?
Why can't you just accept the inevitable?
Why?
Cause I have a life.
I have a husband.
I'm not just gonna sit here and die
so you can feel better about what you're doing to me.
(Blessing crying)
Eat your fucking food.
You eat it.
Just eat your food.
(door banging)
(lock latching)
(banging on glass) Eat you fucking food
(door creaking)
(mid tempo music)
* I think to myself, I wonder
* How much can she take
* It's getting high now under
* I'm drowning in this
(ominous music)
(locks clanking)
(door creaking)
Okay, wait look.
I wanna make a deal with you.
You want me doped up
because it's easier to control me that way.
I, I get that.
What if I promise to be good?
Okay?
No screaming, no violent attacks, no banging on the walls.
What do you want?
I'm hungry.
I just want to eat without being drugged.
And I don't, I don't want that dog bowl either.
It's demeaning.
I know that's the point of it all.
But I don't want to eat out of it.
And if I don't eat, I will look malnourished.
You need me healthy, Donald,
in order for your artwork
to look as good as you want it to look,
you need me healthy.
(Donald sighs)
(door creaking)
(door slamming)
(locks clanking)
(door creaking)
Thank you.
(paper bag rustling)
(door creaking)
(lock clanking)
(ominous music)
Somethings wrong.
We've been watching Iris Jones for months and nothing.
If she's not at work, she's with her friends.
If she's not with her friends, she's alone.
I mean, there's been no burglar, no gentleman caller.
- She pretty much lives a regular life doing regular things.
- I'm letting my wife down Revis.
- Maybe, maybe the DGK is just buying time.
No, no, no.
He is not going to just sit by and wait.
As soon as he finds my wife's doppelganger,
they're both gonna die.
- Then we just continue watching Iris Jones
until the DGK finds her.
- What if she's not the doppelganger?
- What, what are you talking about, what if she's not?
She looks exactly like your wife, you even said it yourself.
(folder snapping)
Holy shit.
[Revis] What?
- Every time we look at this board, what do we see?
We see the victims.
We see the art,
but we never see the names.
- Why would we be looking at the names?
We already know their names.
- The names are the bread crumbs, Revis.
Look at Paislee Parks.
How weird is it to spell Paislee with two E's
as opposed to E. Y?
Janelle Jameson. Two L's.
Lonny Lewis. Two N's.
Terrel Thomas. Two Rs.
Greenleaf Garrison. Two E's, two R's.
And now my wife.
Blessings Rollins.
Two S's.
Two L's. (whooshing)
- So we not only looking for a doppelganger,
we're also looking for a doppelganger
with double letters in her name.
Exactly.
(Revis whistling)
(gentle music)
Is everything okay?
* Ooh
* I can't get rid of this feeling.
* I'm sitting here
* You're laying there
* Our bodies are matched in a rhythm
* Might be some high
* Love's thick in the air
* Your scent is so intoxicating
Thank you.
* Your eyes and mind I could gaze in
* Your touch is so amazing, yeah
* I'm losing my mind and it's because of you
* You got me losing my mind and it's because of you
* I'm feeling so high and it's because of you.
I love you.
I don't think I said it enough.
I know you love me.
* I am going insane
* Your love has me going insane
Now, find me.
(gentle music) (clock ticking)
- What did he do for a living? - Iceberg,
Look at this, man.
What am I looking at?
The rocker.
She looks just like your wife.
No, she is nothing
- like my wife. - I didn't say
she is like your wife.
I said, she looks like your wife.
Now look at the name.
Jaleece, geez.
* Locked and loaded
* Let me come play with them before I explode it
* All over the place and all over the room
(police siren whirring) * All the ladies with
* It hurts
* When I hit the door.
* Salute a true Diva
* When I cross the floor
* All right rest
* Gotta a red bottoms on
* At ease all here plus the Rose is home
* Been running all week
* Waiting for a moment to get in these streets
* Four months later it's my time watch me
* As I move my feet
* Feel the rhythm and weep
* Ignite assignment
* This night will be atomic pleasure, weak until we leave
* Careful now as we release
* Bombshells
* Wonder how we keep 'em here so well
* Guaranteed to make every heart swell
* Break him till the knees weak
* Have him begging for help
* Bombshells
* It's the best place you ever felt
* So hot it make any man melt
* He'll never want anything else
* But bombshells
(ominous music)
* Area
* Bombshells they busting out everywhere
* I can't * I keep on playing myself
* Bombshells
* Wonder how we keep him here so well
* Guaranteed to make every heart swell
* Break until the knees weak
* Have him begging for help
* Bombshells
Is she in there?
Yeah, she's in there.
What about our suspect, DGK?
I don't think so.
- Listen up everybody, I want you to spread out.
Check the area, make sure this guy does not have eyes on us.
I want a protective detail
on this artist Jaleece at all times.
Do you understand?
[Agents] Yes, sir.
All right. Let's move out.
(dramatic music)
Man, do you ever sleep, man?
Revis, good, you're here.
Look at this.
DGK er, has a twin.
Yeah, I've been saying this all along.
No, the boys in that photo,
they were born on the same day, but they're not twins.
I don't understand.
Irene and Jim Keller.
They had a baby boy, but not twins.
Look at this.
Okay, now look at this one.
On the far right, that's Irene Keller,
next to her, that's Jim Keller, Donald Keller's father.
None of the people on that photo are twins.
They're doppelgangers.
Exactly.
We need to go back to Donald's apartment
and find out what was in that room
we weren't allowed to enter before.
(indistinct chatter) (gentle music)
(dramatic music)
Oh shit, what the?
Oh my goodness.
(door banging)
(dramatic music continues)
FBI, get back in the car!
(gun cocking)
(foot crashing on door)
[Agent 1] Clear.
- Clear. - Clear.
[Agent 2] Clear.
All clear.
Damn.
All right, let's get forensics in here.
Every nook and cranny.
Don't miss a thing.
Yes, sir.
I Got the closet.
And I got the door.
Got some prints over here.
Uh, let me see those.
Iceberg.
[Man 4] Ah fantastic.
What you got there?
- He has files on every one of his victims.
Hmm.
Including your wife.
Iceberg.
All right, stop right there.
Now look around.
See, what he does
is he actually draws out the murder scene before it happens.
Now look at this one.
- That's the only one that hasn't happened yet.
Exactly.
See what he's gonna do here?
He's gonna kill four people at one time,
and he's gonna do it in front of an audience.
[Iceberg] Good work.
(door latch clanking)
(door creaking)
You're a twin?
No.
- You obviously have a fascination
for people that look alike.
If you're not a twin, where did that come from?
(Donald sighs)
- My father had a twin growing up.
I mean, they were not the same mother or father,
different mother, different father.
But they were really identical.
They talked alike.
They walked alike.
They smiled, alike.
They even dressed alike.
Many people from Kaduna, where they were from
really thought they were twins.
(plastic container rustling)
Oh.
After high school, my father and his best friend decided to,
they got an admission
into the Temple University in Philadelphia.
So they both moved to America.
After one year in college,
they met my mother and her friend,
who looked exactly like identical twins,
but different father, different mother.
And my father started dating my mother
and my father's friend started dating my mother's friend.
And since then, all of them,
all four of them became so inseparable.
After college my father married my mother.
Double wedding?
Yeah, of course.
All four of them moved to Texas
where they would have nothing but land.
Mm.
They wanted their privacy.
Mm.
A year after they married,
my father and mother got me
and my father's friend and my mother's friend
had a baby boy also.
Same day?
Yes, same day.
Did you look alike?
- Mm, no. (Donald laughing)
No.
We looked nothing alike.
but our parents were determined
to make us something we were not.
Twins.
Everything he had, I had.
Everything he did I did.
- [Blessing] So you got used to seeing two of everything.
Yes.
What was his name?
Take a wild guess.
- Ronald. (Donald and Blessing laughing)
Typical, right?
Ronald and Donald (laughing).
- Oh my god, I remember our last birthday party.
It was so much fun.
My parents were huge football fans.
Football as in soccer, right?
Nah.
American football.
- Mm - Yeah.
My father and his best friend
had followed this American footballer who was from Nigeria.
His name was Christian Okoye.
He was also known as a Nigerian nightmare.
And on this particular day, the same day as our birthday,
there was a game.
The Philadelphia Eagles were playing the Atlanta Falcons.
So my father and his doppelganger from Philadelphia,
and my mother and her doppelganger from Atlanta.
So they both wore their jerseys.
There was so much screaming (laughing),
so much shouting.
Wow.
It was so amazing to watch a game
while celebrating our birthday.
- Mm. - Ah.
You felt good about that, huh?
Yeah.
Yeah, I liked it.
I really liked it.
- How old were you turning at the time?
- We, we were just just turning seven that day.
- Were there a lot of kids at your party?
Nah (sighing).
Our parents were very private people.
They never really liked to have a lot of people around us.
So, (laughs).
Anyways, on that night,
my parents put me to bed and Ronald's parents went home.
So I waited.
Waited for what?
- My parents and Ronald's parents used to do stuff
downstairs in the living room.
[Blessing] Stuff Like what?
Drugs,
parties,
sex.
My dad kissing Ronald's dad.
My mom kissing Ronald's mom.
And on this fateful night,
I knew they were gonna be doing stuff.
So I snuck out of my bedroom and I went to watch.
- [Blessing] What were they doing?
They were talking.
[Blessing] About what?
(plastic container rustling)
They wanted more children,
but they wanted them to look more like Ronald's parents
and nothing like me or Ronald.
They, they wanted to get rid of us and start all over.
- [Blessing] Get, get rid of you, how?
- They were gonna kill us that night in our sleep
and bury our bodies in the woods.
So it seems like we never even existed.
[Blessing] Oh my God.
What did you do?
- I snuck out of the window in my bedroom.
I went to Ronald's bedroom.
I tried to warn him.
There was just so much blood.
So much blood everywhere.
His father was stabbing him.
He was crying.
He was screaming, begging for his mom to help him,
but she never came.
He was just a boy.
Anyway, that was the last time I saw Ronald or my parents.
- [Blessing] So that's why you hate people who look alike.
Yeah.
(car engine roaring)
(upbeat music)
* I got my fly dress on tonight.
* Waiting on your text
* I bet you're gonna sweat
* Kiss me on my neck when we connect at six you won't regret
* I just can't wait to get to you
* Cause we're gonna see if you like me
* Like I like you, baby here's a clue
* I want you to hurry to me
* Give me what cha got
* I got what you need
- I've seen you before. * Give me what cha got
- * I got what you need - I like to watch you sing
* Give me what cha got
Are you hear with anyone?
- *I got what you need - No I came here for you
- * I'm about to make you mine - Good.
Cause I am not willing to play any game, yeah.
I like to get to what I want straight away.
What do you want?
* You got no clue what I wanna do, please you
* Give me what cha got
* I got what you need
* Give me what cha got
* I got what you need
* I'm about to make you mine
* I'm yours for life
(crickets chirping)
(lips smacking)
Baby, I missed you so much.
- I know, I know, I missed you too.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
I'm sorry.
Where are you Going?
You can't leave me out here.
Are you bloody mad?
(door clicking)
- I'm looking for Special Agent Revis.
I was told he might be here.
He's here.
Is he expecting you?
- Um, no ma'am, he's not, I just.
Wait a minute.
You're that news reporter.
Iceberg.
What's up, man?
Uh, you got some information on the new case?
No, I just (sighs)
I keep seeing her everywhere I turn.
- We were just about to have dinner.
Would you like to come inside?
[Iceberg] Sure.
Come on.
- Uh, is this how y'all normally eat?
All the time.
- Yeah, I don't think I should be witnessing this.
I'm gonna go.
No, no, don't leave.
I have so many more questions.
About what, the case?
About your partner.
You see, I think he's the most loving, loyal, playful,
yet wise and mature man I have ever met.
And I want to know what you think.
Why?
Because I'm afraid
that this is all just some type of mirage.
- Damn Iceberg, you aint got no, no words to say about me?
I think the world of you, man.
He does.
- Honestly Revis, all I can think about is my wife
and whatever it is she's going through right now.
Do you think about death?
Death?
Like her death?
No.
Like what if you die?
You see most people when they think about love,
they think about today on Earth.
But if you die, who would you love in the afterlife?
You see, even in death.
I believe I would want to be with him.
That's how incredible I think he is.
- Well I certainly wouldn't wanna be stuck with him
in the afterlife?
All right.
As far as a man goes,
I don't think you could have done any better.
(Joanne chuckles lightly)
I'm gonna go.
(car horn honking)
(lips smacking against skin)
Ooh, whoop whoop.
(Revis and Joanne chuckling)
Had to pull you over there.
You know, why don't you?
Ass too fat.
(phone ringing)
(Revis sighing)
Iceberg, go ahead.
- [Iceberg] Donald Keller was married.
I'm on my way.
- I thought you were on your way.
I am.
Mm.
(dramatic music)
What's your favorite movie?
[Iceberg] Excuse me?
Your favorite movie.
What is it?
[Iceberg] Mrs. Fontaine.
Call me Deborah,
and I'm not answering any of your questions
until you tell me what's your favorite movie?
Yep, yes, yes.
Miss Deborah, ma'am,
we'll, tell tell you our favorite movie.
Um,
The Godfather.
Mm, figures.
Can't Go wrong with The Godfather, right?
- Beauty and the Breasts, Beasts.
Beauty and The Beast, some of Disney's finest work.
You think so?
Ab, absolutely.
Chef's Kiss (smacks lips).
- Deborah... - My favorite movie
is Basic Instinct.
I watch it every night before I go to bed.
I think to myself what it would be like to be Sharon Stone
in that situation.
Mm, you know?
- Oh, you obsess. - Oh, my Netflix and chill.
Nope, mm.
No thank you.
(Revis growling)
[Iceberg] Nope.
Nope. (Revis clearing throat)
No thank you.
(Deborah giggles)
- Okay, you can ask your questions now.
Donald Keller?
- My baby girl's psycho ex-husband?
- What can you tell us about him?
I could tell you everything.
Starting with the fact that he's a nut job.
What do you mean?
- Well, he has to have two of everything.
If that wasn't weird enough,
he had a violent side like nobody's business.
- Wait a minute, we researched this guy.
He had no history of viol,
of a violent past.
- That's because he's too smart to be obvious.
And that's what made him so dangerous.
I even told her to get a psychiatrist, you know,
to help her mentally
and a restraining order out against him.
That was some good advice.
- I watched a lot of Dr. Phil and Oprah that day.
- So I understand the psychiatrist,
but why did you feel a restraining order was necessary?
(dramatic music)
KK was pregnant
and she was planning on getting an abortion.
And we knew if Donald ever found out
that he would try to kill her.
Well, she was determined to have the abortion,
so she asked me to look into it.
I didn't wanna do it.
I don't even believe in abortions.
But KK was so afraid.
So I did it.
And I found a really good doctor right here in Houston.
There were some complications with the surgery.
And my baby died with her babies.
[Iceberg] Babies?
She was aborting twins.
Oh shit.
And you blamed the doctor?
I blamed the whole system.
Donald blamed the doctor.
(dramatic upbeat music)
(phone ringing)
Special Agent Sparks.
How can I help you?
- [Iceberg] Kamille Keller, two K, two Ls,
had an abortion over ten years ago.
That was around the same time
that DGK's first victim went missing.
I need to know where she went to have that abortion
and who was the doctor that performed the surgery?
Is that it?
[Iceberg] That's it.
I'm on it.
(birds chirping) (car engine humming)
(car door slamming)
(fly buzzing)
(bird squawking)
You must be our new neighbor.
Oh, yes.
- I was wondering who bought the house across the street.
I'm Tess.
Hi Tess.
I'm Donald.
Nice to meet you, Donald.
Welcome to the neighborhood.
- Thank you. - You have a nice day.
You too, now, Tess.
(car door slams shut)
(car engine roaring)
(ominous music)
(phone ringing)
[Iceberg] Go.
Kamille Keller had an abortion
at the old abortion and safety house on Old Mill Road.
The doctor was Todd Sellers
and he's at 1414 Autobahn Road, Houston, Texas.
(upbeat music)
(police siren wailing)
Todd!
I was so worried.
I found the front door wide open when I got home
and you were nowhere to be found,
I thought that DGK guy had got you.
Why are you dressed like an FBI agent?
So you're not my husband, you're FBI?
No ma'am.
I'm not your husband.
But you look just like him.
Todd, are you playing with me?
Are you serious?
Like I was genuinely worried about you.
[Iceberg] Mrs. Sellers,
I assure you that I'm not joking with you.
My name is Special Agent John Rollins.
Well, special agent.
Is this my husband or am I going fucking crazy?
(man thudding on floor)
(Donald sighing)
(door slamming) (latch clacking)
(door rattling)
(door slamming)
You need something?
Who is that?
[Donald] Todd?
- Why does Todd look like my husband?
- Todd Seller, is a medical doctor
who specializes in abortions.
You see, he has always been on my list,
but I just wasn't ready for him yet.
I needed to get you out of the way.
But then something miraculously happened.
I was watching TV
and I saw your husband was searching for me.
(fingers snapping)
And then it clicked.
Huh?
Eagles and Falcons.
Birds of prey.
Aha.
- Come on, Dr. Rollins, I'm sure as a psychologist,
you must appreciate the synergy
in this perfect piece of art.
The women painted like eagles and men painted like falcons.
Wow.
Ha, I love it.
I even brought you wings.
(laughing) I am so excited.
I can't wait to start.
You're artistically recreating
the last birthday party with your parents?
Yes.
So, so this Dr. Todd,
he was your original target and not my husband.
Yeah,
but you see your husband,
let's call it bad luck or perfect genes or bad timing.
He just appeared on my radar.
They look alike, don't they?
Okay, so then why am I here?
Ten Years ago
you counseled a certain young lady, Ms. Kamille Keller,
and you advised her to commit an abortion.
I would never do that though.
Yes, you did!
You were her counselor.
You advised her.
She took your counsel and aborted my babies!
My,
my twins.
and it happened in his clinic.
On his abortion table!
My twin babies.
Ten years ago.
Kamille, Kamille, Kamille.
Kam, KK.
KK is Kamille Keller, wait, wait, wait.
She, she was being abused by her husband.
(sobbing) That was you wasn't it?
She didn't know whether or not
she wanted to have her babies.
She, she wasn't in the right frame of mind,
but I didn't tell her to have an abortion.
- I told her... - Yes you did!
What about me?
Does my choice not matter at all?
You weren't my patient.
- Dr. Blessing. Rollins, you have been sentenced to death.
You both must prepare yourself now for the day of reckoning.
(hands clapping) I can't wait.
(Donald laughing)
I can't wait
(Donald sighing)
(Donald whistling)
- Let me out. (banging on glass door)
Let out of here.
Let me out.
(Blessing sobbing)
Open the door.
(Donald whistling)
(Blessing banging on door) (Donald continues whistling)
(Blessing grunting)
(car engine humming) (Heavy base music)
(mid tempo music)
* Yeah
* Baby, I think it's time
* That I let you know that I
* I want you
* I want you just as bad as you want me
* I want you just as bad can't you see
* Obviously, this stays between you and me
* Let's make this complete
* I want you just as bad as you want me
* I want you just as bad can't you see
* Obviously this stays between you and me
* Let's make this complete
* Clearly I want you
* Finally happening
* I find me where I wanna be
* No questions about it, no doubt about it
* I think that you're the right ones in here for me.
* I could be shy my way
* Hold back the fact that I'm amused by you in all ways
* Don't think I'm pushing but I've been looking
* Now its time for me to be directly straight
* Boy, I want you just as bad you want me
* I want you just as bad can't you see
* Obviously this stays between you and me
* Let's make this complete
* I want you just as bad as you want me
* I want you just as bad can't you see
* Obviously this stays between you and me
* Let's make this complete
* Clearly I want you
What the fuck?
He's got a gun!
- (people screaming) - Hey out of the way,
out of the way.
Move, move, move!
(people continue screaming)
Move, move, move, move!
(door slamming open)
[Woman 5] (moaning) Oh, yeah.
- FBI, put your hands in the air!
- Oh, uh. - What the fuck?
I don't know, um.
What the fuck indeed
Um I'm sorry ladies.
You may wanna stay in here for a while.
No shit, that was our plan.
- It's my plan too, but you ladies enjoy yourselves.
[Jaleece] Close the door.
- I'm closing, I'm here. - Fuck off!
- I'm here to serve, by the way - Close it!
[Woman 5] Oh,
oh yeah. (door slamming shut)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (hands smacking against bum)
(crickets chirping)
Is anyone in there?
I Think so.
Has anybody advised on Jaleece?
You can say that?
Go back and watch her.
Don't let her outta your sight.
What you gonna do about him?
- I'm gonna find out why he's running from us.
Okay.
Hey Mark.
I know that's you, man.
I need you to exit the vehicle.
Let see your hands.
(car engine roaring)
Mark.
Hey, don't be, fuck!
Go, go, go!
(car engine roaring) (dramatic music)
(car door slamming)
(car engine roaring)
(tires screeching)
(Mark banging on bonnet)
(dramatic music continues)
(helicopter whirring)
Check her.
(sirens wailing)
(ominous music)
Fuck.
Mark.
I know you're out here, man.
Let's make this easy.
Just come out with your hands up.
Mark Tru.
(ominous music continues)
Come on, man.
Right there, stop right there.
He killed her.
- He said... - Put your hands up.
- He said he wouldn't kill her, but he kill her anyway.
- [Iceberg] Mark stop where you are.
- He killed her. - Get on your knees.
- He killed her! - Mark!
(Mark groans)
- My god! - Get your fucking hands
behind your back.
- My god (crying) - Do it
My god.
(handcuffs clicking)
What the fuck
- is going on back there. - Are you bloody blind
- Come on get it over with already!
- Shit. - Fuck.
Oh no, no uh.
(women groaning)
(dramatic music)
(car doors slamming shut)
(crickets chirping) (animals howling)
(birds squawking)
(dramatic drum beat)
(woman groaning) (knife slashing into skin)
(Revis groaning)
(dramatic music continues)
Wait.
Wait (woman groaning)
(knife slashing into skin) (Revis groaning in agony)
(dramatic music)
Revis?
I know I promised that I'll never do this,
but you promised that you will never stay out all night
without calling me first.
You better be safe.
(dramatic music)
[Asa] Joanne, it's Asa.
Not right now, Asa.
- [Asa] Sources are confirming that
- Special Agent Revis - I have to
was murdered tonight.
- What? - Currently on scene.
Joanne, did you hear me?
(Jaleece groaning)
(door creaking)
(Jaleece and Blessing sobbing)
- You knew Donald Keller was DGK all along didn't you?
No, I did not.
He was at your private event.
With Paislee.
You showcased his artwork.
I didn't know it was his.
Paislee was my friend, she begged me hang it.
I would've done anything for her.
- And distracting the FBI so he could grab another victim.
How do you explain that?
He was waiting in my gallery.
I don't know how he got in there.
He was in there with Margo May.
She was sitting in the chair.
He had a gun to her head.
Did you see him?
Yes.
Is this what you saw?
That's him.
(dramatic music)
- He said we were gonna play a game.
If he wins, we live.
If he loses, she dies.
What game?
- I was to go to Bill's Soul Food Cafe
and sit in the front row.
When the band finishes their final song of the night.
I was to get up and exit out of the back door.
If I see anybody following me.
I was to take off running.
There would be a car waiting out back.
I was to get in and lay low
until he called and told me to drive.
I was so terrified
I didn't even see Margo in the back seat.
When he finally called, I didn't even think about it.
I just took off.
Until I looked in the rear view mirror.
He killed her.
I did everything he told me to do and he killed her anyway,
so I stopped driving.
(dramatic music)
And,
he told me to give you a message.
What message?
It's in my inside coat pocket.
(woman sobbing) (Donald humming)
(dramatic music continues)
You need to stop crying.
You're going to ruin the art.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Special agent John Rollins,
you're cordially invited to an art celebration,
10:00 PM 8805 on Clarke Road, Lewis, Texas.
Come alone or your wife dies, DGK.
8 8 0 5?
That's an abandoned abortion clinic and safe house.
Yeah, women used to come to Houston
and stay at the safe house
till their number was called for surgery.
Back then, you could make arrangements
and stay the night if you wanted to.
That was Roe v Wade central,
large crowds would come and riot, picket, foul language.
It was crazy.
A few years ago someone bought that property
and now it's just empty.
It's just there.
DGK is there.
- I'll alert the team. - Good.
You alert the team.
I'm gonna go find my wife. (hand banging on desk)
(sirens wailing)
(dramatic music)
(crickets chirping)
[Crowd] DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK.
(car engine humming)
(sirens wailing)
(car door slamming shut)
[Crowd] DGK, DGK,
DGK!
[Crowd] Whoa!
(crowd cheering)
(dramatic whooshing)
- Welcome, welcome, ladies and gentlemen.
I am your host, DGK!
[Crowd] DGK!
DGK!
- Agent Rollins. - DGK, DGK, DGK!
- I see you accepted my invitation.
DGK, DGK, DGK!
Hoping to see you wife?
- DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK! - I promise you.
You will be reunited (Donald laughing)
- with your baby killing wife. - DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK!
- Any moment now (laughing). - DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK!
- For the rest of you, - DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK!
Enjoy the show.
(crowd chanting)
[Crowd] Whoa!
[Crowd] Wow!
(people screaming)
[Crowd] DGK!
DGK!
Move
(people screaming)
(Donald groaning)
[Crowd] DGK!
DGK!
(dramatic music)
(car door slamming)
Ladies and gentlemen.
Are you enjoying the show?
(Donald laughing)
Let me show you how DGK works. (crowd cheering)
(gentle music)
Your eyes are opening.
That's good.
I need you awake for this.
I know you are wondering,
why does DGK kill innocent people?
How does he do it
and why does he choose to body paint his victims?
(crowd continues cheering)
And the answers are very simple.
First of all, there is no one who has incurred wrath of DGK
who is innocent.
And every one of my victims
are murderers of innocent children.
- So, you doing this for the children?
I'm doing this for humanity.
(Iceberg laughing)
- [Man 5] Yeah, you, back it up, back it on outta here.
[Man 6] Do me a favor, please.
Please help me out.
(gentle music) (Iceberg grunting)
You see, Ten years ago,
my wife had an abortion
and it happened on this exact spot where I stand.
You see there are many people out there
who look like other people
who just love to kill babies
because they don't look like anyone else.
You're an idiot.
An idiot?
Not even a religious mastermind.
Not even a mad man.
Not even a psychopath, just an idiot.
Just an idiot (laughing).
- To label you a mad man would be an insult
to insane people everywhere.
You're too dumb to be a mastermind.
You murder people without giving them the chance
to defend themselves and call yourself righteous?
Or even more ridiculous and worse.
(gentle music continues)
- Your wife murdered my twin babies.
And you see that doctor right there.
It happened in his clinic.
They are the murders.
You're the murderer, Donald.
The very thing that you despise.
But you know who's not a murderer?
Jaleece.
She never had an abortion.
She was innocent.
Estella Estafan, innocent.
Lonnie Lewis, Paislee Parks, all innocent.
And you murdered them anyways.
They looked like murderers!
They were gonna do it anyway.
The exact same thing, if I didn't stop them.
They are who their faces say they are.
(gentle music continues) (crowd continues cheering)
Ladies and gentlemen,
let us now prepare for the day of reckoning.
This is how we rid this earth
of these despicable people. * Silent night
* Holy night
* All is calm (Iceberg groaning)
* All is is bright
* Round yon Virgin, Mother and Child
- * Holy infant so tender - FBI, federal agents,
let me see your hands * And mild
* Sleep in heavenly peace
(crowd screaming)
* Fall on your knees
I got you, man, I got you.
Where's my wife?
I don't know, man.
There was nobody in here but you.
* Fall on your knees
* Silent night
* Holy night (branches ruffling)
* Son of God (leaves rustling)
* love's pure light
* Radiant beams from thy holy face
* With the dawn of redeeming grace
* Jesus Lord, at Thy birth (Donald laughing)
- I had hope for a way better ending.
Something more artsy.
Something that would shake the world
and live my name on in infamy.
* Fall on your knees
- Well I guess the moon is full tonight.
And this will make for a good picture.
(gun shot ringing) (Donald groaning)
* Fall on your knees (gun shot ringing)
(Donald grunting)
* Fall on your knees (gun shot ringing)
* Fall on your knees
- I told you my husband wouldn't hesitate.
- * Fall on your knees - I like what you've done
with your hair. (Blessing chuckling)
Well, you look like shit.
* Fall on your knees
* Sleep in heavenly peace
* Whoa, whoa, whoa
* Trill
* Ill Trill Neil
* DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK
* DGK, DGK, DGK * I'ma be a monster
* I am a monster
* Going in for the double kill
* No one can hear your screams
* My dungeon rooms are sound sealed
* Crept up my victims
* No time to have their eyes peeled
* I'm here to take your heartbeat
* Penetrate your force field
* I get an adrenaline rush and a thrill at the sight
* Of your blood spill, drill, drill, drill, drill
* My art work is unreal * Unreal
* My attitude is so cold
* Frightening get un chill
* Put you up on my canvas
* Relentlessly no frills
* Better not panic
* My consequences cause instant frantic
* Surrounding outland just keep the red lights loading up
* till romantic
* Eat it up, eat it up
* Feed you meat that's red city
* Call me doppelganger killer * Doppelganger
- Whoa! * DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK
* DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK
* DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK * There he is *
* DGK, DGK, DGK, DGK * There he is
* Double kill * Double kill
* It's like I took a double pill
* Twenty years and nobody on my level still
* Four movies in the air and I'm better still
* It's getting hot so you better chill
* As ill combatants in the mike check song
* Fatter than the booty chicks in in a black thong
* Kind of like that old cookie
* You tapped on any given Sunday
* How did you get me that wrong
* You ain't know that I flow like a smith rack
* I see that money in your hair brother give me that
* I want theaters back and I want them packed
* I want the theaters black and I want them packed
* They put cheese in the court for street traffic
* Put money on the floor gonna scoop that
* You wanna act like it's that go on and do that
* I got my walls up, how you breaking through that
* I'm in the back and out come two guns
* I'm making movies and money so that's two runs
* You wanna scrap with a scrap when the cool comes
* You was so bright it's like I am looking at two suns.
* What
* Double Kill, that's two baby
* Killer bars, Ill Trill Neil
* ElmoreVision, lets go
* ElmoreVision
* Ah, DGK, DGK, DG, D, DGK
* DGK