mein gott, greta! i need you to stop feeling so much. somebody powder her off! five minutes! martin, can i get some-- i found this on top of your bag. please call my wife. tell her i can't be at pavel's opening tonight. now let's get this shot before we all die of old age! everyone else, get out! [retching] [spitting] [knock on door] i'm fine! just give me a moment! you look tired. haven't you slept? you want some breakfast? hannah, i want to go home. home? this is our home. you mean, to germany? when? now. today. it's finished for me here. but i was looking-- hannah, please. please. why do you put up with him? your father is an artist. that's just his pretext. he owes us an explanation. and i'll get one. absolutely not! i refuse to become involved in-- ach, you wouldn't do that. okay, yes, i'll come. are you sure you want to give these to the museum? it's time to let them go. i have to pick up something from the studio. i'll be back. central, we got a vehicle accident with a 1054, southbound on the westside highway... this guy blew right past me. at 23rd street. weaving all over the place. i saw the whole thing. he never even hit his brakes. [knock] no one was at home, but on the kitchen table sat three insurance policies. the first had lots of coverage. the second, only a little. but the third was... just right! bear: hi! yeah, we love visitors. that's why we moved to a secluded house in the middle of the wilderness. just the right coverage at just the right price. coverage checker from progressive. we estimate his rate of speed at 60 miles per hour. no skid marks. one of my guys said that mr. heltman was some kind of shutterbug. a famous one-- fashion magazines, women in leather bikinis and stilettos. he should have been able to steer, even in handcuffs, if he wasn't drunk or stoned. i don't smell alcohol. he didn't get that from hitting the door. there's blood on the headrest. he might have been injured before the accident. there's some kind of foam residue on this. this piece of wood was wedged against the accelerator. his engine was racing. popped the emergency brake, and off he went. with that head wound, he might have been barely conscious. as murders go, it's pretty flashy. could be the point. did your husband do that often-- go out at night to his studio? yes, he went out maybe two or three times a week to work in the darkroom. what difference does it make? he had a car accident. we think that there was another party involved. he was...handcuffed. and someone had tampered with the car. handcuffed? who would do that? who would hurt gerhardt? we're sorry to ask, but could he have been involved with someone? my father lived like he had no family. daniel, that's not true. i understood my husband's needs, but his work was his only mistress. his photography celebrates... strong women. he was intolerant of weakness, of people who let themselves be victimized. you're moving? my father was taking my mother back to germany. this decision was recent? two nights ago. he came home late and said he was finished here. with what, his work? he didn't explain. maybe it was the city. he was never comfortable. these uniforms... they're from concentration camps? gerhardt's parents were survivors. when he talked about people who let themselves be victimized, he didn't include his parents, did he? he was very angry that people would let such a thing happen to them. this box, it's marked "holocaust museum." he was giving these away? i'm keeping them now. i want to... hold onto as much of him as i can. i'm pretty sure he wasn't here that night. he usually leaves a mess. what about this cot? it was like that when i came in. (eames) did it get much use? gerhardt had his flings, but he was not a romantic. that's my desk. when can i get my stuff out of here? we'll be done by tomorrow. he told his wife he wanted to move back to germany. did he talk to you about that? briefly. you expected it. your résumé? gerhardt was losing his edge. his work had become mechanical. sounds like he got bored, maybe needed a little jolt. two nights ago, when he decided to move, you know where he was? he was supposed to go to an opening, but he got a note and bailed. we were doing a shoot in cooper square. somebody left a note on his shooting bag. what was in the note? i don't know. he never let me see them. "them." it happened before? three times over the last five months. i've never seen who leaves them. no note. looks like ash from a fire. any chance you picked this up on the shoot? no, the bag was on his chair. it never touched the ground. there's drive-in access to his studio all the way up to the 11th floor. heltman always drove his car up, but there's no record he used his key card that night. there's a lot of leather in mr. heltman's photos. he into anything rough? not according to his wife, and there were no marks on his body-- just the wounds from the accident, and this on the left side of his head. this crosshatching-- he got whacked by somebody swinging a piece of rebar. you check any other angles-- money problems? maybe somebody got offended by his photos? his finances are spotless, and the last angry letter he got was five years ago. that was the problem. he stopped being provocative. he came to a creative dead end. started making life-changing decisions. the foam on the 2x4 is fire-suppression foam, used by the fire department. the 2x4 came from the scene of a fire. same as the ash on the bag he had the night before. he might have been at the same place both nights. the ash was found to contain cobalt. now, cobalt is used as a drying catalyst in printing. printing company? check with the fire department. start with fires this year in all five boroughs. detective, got tire prints. same make and model as on mr. heltman's suv over here. we got some blood mixed with ash here. someone made an effort to cover it up. and there's this. there's blood and hair on this end. all right, good work. we're gonna need a workup in here. somebody got sick in the bathroom. they found a piece of rebar with blood and hair on it. he was attacked... and put back in his car. and they drove him to the city for the big finale. whatever the attraction was here, i hope he thought it was worth it. makeup. it's prutrane, uh... decomp. we need a cadaver dog. ...mi can'tneed nefigure it out... 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[barking] there was definitely a body on this couch. homer gave a strong alert, so i'd say the decomp was well underway, 12 hours, at least. how recently was the body here? the fact that you pick up the smell off the scarf-- i'd say pretty recent. thank you. you, too, homer. a body. no wonder gerhardt wanted to get out of dodge. the scarf was worn by the victim. probably a woman. maybe she died partying with gerhardt and one of his buddies. they came back the next night to get rid of the body. they got into an argument. the note that gerhardt received was the fourth one. other parties? let's hope with happier endings. somebody bake a potato? it's residue. i don't know what it is. a smell you can't identify. flash powder? no, no, no. gerhardt used electronic flash strobe lights. he was a technophile. we found this tin foil with residue of magnesium and potassium chloride. maybe he was experimenting with it to get a special lighting effect. (eames) it was found in an abandoned building in brooklyn, along with evidence that your husband was there before he was killed. we also found a woman's scarf. photographic makeup. there might have been a model. a photo shoot. no, no, no. gerhardt would have told me if he was working on something new. (eames) well, there might have been other sessions. we'll need to look at his negatives and prints. what about the refrigerator? i mean, don't photographers keep film in the refrigerator? (daniel) unexposed film, not negatives. well, you father was using unusual lighting techniques. maybe he used unusual film. this look, um, unusual to you? um, made in germany. you recognize these? i never saw them. it's not even a format gerhardt used. no, i don't know the manufacturer. have you ever seen them before? they went out of business. they made photographic supplies for the nazis. they used jewish slaves in their factories. to make this film? well, sometimes artists use materials with symbolic value. isn't that true? yeah, that's true. well, your father, he shot in a burnt-out building. he used old lighting techniques. maybe this film. you can't think of what he photographed? i have no idea. could it have something to do with his parents in the concentration camps? no! i never heard of such a project. i don't want to think about this. you talk to them. (daniel) we don't know what my father was doing. he kept so many secrets. excuse me. i'm gonna make sure she's all right. and whatever he shot, he'd keep it in a safe place. this is old film. it's probably very unstable. the negative would be kept in a... a climate-controlled environment. an archival storage vault. gotta be at least one in the city that meets gerhardt's exacting standards. (eames) it's the wrong size film. whose photos are these? it's kissel. andreas kissel. i think i found them. (eames) the couch-- from the printing company. and the scarf. gerhardt hid them under another name for a reason. we're just not seeing why. the assignment is to find an exhibit of an artist whose work you think will be important 100 years from now. go! have a nice weekend. uh, excuse me. you're gerhardt heltman's son, aren't you? i just want to tell you how sorry i am. thank you. i was wondering, do you know when we can expect his latest work to be exhibited? i hear it's controversial. i don't know anything about it. excuse me. but you would be involved in any exhibition. you would have an obligation as an art historian, as his son. i told you, i don't know what you're talking about. the girl on the couch is marla kelly. her parents reported her missing the same day gerhardt died. it's a close match. pretty girl. none of these girls look like professional models, but gerhardt knew how to photograph them. unlike the women in his other work, here they have a sense of vulnerability. (eames) what's the matter? you okay? the eyes. at first i thought it was a lighting trick. the discoloration. the tache noire-- that's when the whites of their eyes turn brown from exposure to the air. they all have it. they're all dead. he killed them and then took photos of them. they can hold a pose for hours and not complain. the perfect models. side-by-side, so you get the same coverage, often for less. that's one smart board -- what else does it do, reverse gravity? [ laughs ] split atoms? [ flo chuckles ] [ whirring ] hey, how's that atom-splitting thing going? oh! a smarter way to shop around -- now that's progressive. call or click today. now features the new honey pepper grill. he could...go... all...the...way! he could...get... out of the way? my bad. kick off game day in the neighborhood with one app, two entrees for only twenty bucks. see you tomorrow. with one app, two entrees for only twenty bucks. 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(eames) do you find them inspiring? no, not inspiring. familiar. detective magazines. i remember my old man having these when i was a kid. damsels in distress-- popular theme. well, most men want to rescue the damsel. and then there are those who don't want her rescued at all. sexual sadists, who enjoy depictions of captive women. and somewhere in there, heltman and this other guy had a meeting of the minds? except there's nothing to suggest heltman was a sexual sadist. and in his photos, he... he portrays women... sympathetically. you feel for them. on this guy's sketches, the victims are objects of pleasure. and, judging by his style, he's young. he's still forging his identity. any idea where his victims might have intersected with him? bars, clubs? all we know is all four women were new in town, lived alone, and all were reported missing by a parent. she was a shy girl. but she didn't mind doing things on her own. (goren) like going to the opera? she went to lincoln center two days before she disappeared. a sunday matinee. she loved it. she was always telling me about the different museums she'd been to and plays and... she was happy here. she loved the arts. did she know any artists or photographers? no. excuse me. one of the other victims went to dance class two blocks from lincoln center. here. ellen welpton. she took classes saturday afternoon, three days before she disappeared. well, melissa wiley, the weekend before she disappeared, she bought cds from a store on columbus. and janet mcbride. she bought a movie ticket at lincoln plaza on a sunday afternoon. so four victims were in the same area of columbus avenue on a weekend afternoon before they disappeared. no restaurant or bar charges. they might have met him on the street. well, he would have needed time to talk to them, to gain their trust. columbus avenue, there are street vendors. mrs. kelly. um, what's in that tube? uh, a sketch of marla. i found it on her desk. two of the victims sent similar sketches to their parents. another one had hers out to be framed. these portraits, they take up to half an hour. that's plenty of time to chat up the victims, find out if they're single, live alone. and once he had one on the hook, he got in touch with heltman, set up a play date? two days later, the women disappeared. latent and forensics have a look at these yet? still looking, but they're all done by the same guy. you can tell by the eyes, the pie-shaped slices of light. same size and placement in all the sketches. well, then i know where to find the two of you this weekend. tomorrow night? i might be able to fit you in. a photo exhibit? sure. [laughs] you're pulling my leg all the way to the roof. no...no, it sounds like fun. i'll dress up. bye. guess what? you're eating alone tomorrow night. hi. are you busy? no. hey, have a seat. hi. i'm jerry. and because you're my first customer after lunch, you get a discount. really? that's the first nice thing that's happened since i've been in this city. so you're visiting? i just moved here two weeks ago. this for a husband or a boyfriend? no, no. no husband, no boyfriend. it's for my mom back in boston. so we make it nice for mom, then. hey, i hope your friends don't mind waiting. oh, no one's waiting. i just went to the movies by myself. it's so hard to meet people. everybody's rushing around. what? do i remind you of somebody or something? somebody nice. this portrait's off to a great start. hey, do you mind if i hang on to this and take a photo of it for my portfolio? i could, you know, send it to you later, or just drop it by, or... hi. i really like what you're doing. it's very nice. it's your eyes. you know, it's like he has these slices of light. it's almost as pretty as the real thing. i like that work over there. it's like those detective magazines, you know? the hand-drawn covers. there's an illustrator, rudolph belarski. i wouldn't know. he wouldn't know, but, um, he's actually having an exhibit at the museum in brooklyn. that sounds interesting. it's worth seeing. you know, actually, your stuff reminds me of another artist, margaret brundage. i always found it strange, because this woman would depict other women as being... weak and, uh, defenseless. that wasn't her style at all. her women were all vicious man-haters. she never captured them with the delicacy of a belarski or a desoto. they portrayed the female as she should be. you mean dead? is that how you wanted to portray me, jerry? so, uh, what is this, my license expire or something? we hope so. we're gonna need to see some id. the license is issued to a jerry summers. i've got a spencer farnell. and guess what? you're both under arrest. spots are great. just not on your faucet. spot resist finish. only from moen. buy it for looks. buy it for life. if you're living with moderate there are times it feels like your life revolves around your symptoms. if you're tired of going around in circles, get headed in a new direction, and ask your gastroenterologist about humira adalimumab. because with humira, remission is possible. humira has been proven to work for adults who have tried other medications but still experience the symptoms of moderate to severe crohn's disease. in clinical studies, the majority of patients on humira saw significant symptom relief. and many achieved remission. humira can lower your ability to fight infections, including tuberculosis. serious, sometimes fatal events, such as infections, lymphoma or other types of cancer, have happened. blood, liver and nervous system problems, serious allergic reactions, and new or worsening heart failure have occurred. before starting humira, your doctor should test you for tb. ask your doctor if you live in or have been to a region where certain fungal infections are common. tell your doctor if you have had tb, hepatitis b, are prone to infections, or have symptoms such as fever, fatigue, cough, or sores. you should not start humira if you have any kind of infection. ask your gastroenterologist about humira today. remission is possible. i remember thinking there's a lot i have to do... check my blood sugar, eat better. start insulin. today i learned there's something i don't have to do anymore. my doctor said with levemir® flexpen... i don't have to use a syringe and a vial. levemir® flexpen comes prefilled with long-acting insulin taken once daily for type 2 diabetes to help control high blood sugar. dial the exact dose. inject by pushing a button. no drawing from a vial. no refrigeration for up to 42 days. levemir® (insulin detemir [rdna origin] injection) is not recommended to treat diabetic ketoacidosis. do not use levemir® if you are allergic to any of its ingredients. the most common side effect is low blood sugar, which may cause symptoms such as sweating, shakiness, confusion, and headache. severe low blood sugar can be serious and life threatening. ask your health care provider about alcohol use, operating machinery, or driving. other possible side effects include injection site reactions. tell your health care provider about all medicines you take and all of your medical conditions. get medical help right away if you experience serious allergic reactions such as body rash, trouble with breathing, fast heartbeat, or sweating. flexpen® is insulin delivery my way. covered by most insurance plans, including medicare. ask your health care provider about levemir® flexpen today. [knock] no one was at home, but on the kitchen table sat three insurance policies. the first had lots of coverage. the second, only a little. but the third was... just right! bear: hi! yeah, we love visitors. that's why we moved to a secluded house in the middle of the wilderness. just the right coverage at just the right price. coverage checker from progressive. jerry summers is a street artist i knew from art school. he moved to santa fe last year. he already paid for his license, so he gave it to me. so now can he just get arraigned and pay his fine? you know how slowly things move on the weekend. we found these in your wallet. we have the mcnab institute of mortuary science--sorry-- phipps college of criminal studies, and the new york art students guild. i had such an array of interests, i had a hard time finding myself. have you found yourself now? i suppose not. but, you know, i--i don't plan on doing this work forever. you're going to play to your other strength? picking up lonely women? a man has to nourish his soul. (goren) and what are these? food? your fellow artists on columbus avenue said you were there the weekends before these four girls disappeared. well, that means they were there, too. any of them could have drawn these sketches. how do you feel about photography, spencer? it's not my medium. because we thought that these, uh, showed promise. but to be fair, i mean, you did have help from gerhardt heltman. find them exciting? or maybe... gerhardt never let you see them. this is the first time. what? of course it's the first time. i had nothing to do with these photos. i never met gerhardt heltman. (eames) spencer did his homework. he highlighted where gerhardt wrote about his parents in the concentration camps being the ultimate victims. that and a murder confession might get us an indictment. here's his inspiration. they're well-thumbed. he might have gotten them from the original owner. i hope this isn't his wish list for future victims. he's got them arranged in groups-- three blondes with long hair, two with short hair, four brunettes, and three gray-haired ladies. and he picks specific types, maybe corresponding to people that he knows. spencer and his father? they might be the magazine's original owner. broken marbles. spencer told his artist buddies that he worked part-time for a mortician. maybe he told heltman he could supply him with bodies from a mortuary to photograph. even if heltman didn't know the girls were being murdered, why would he want to take pictures of bodies in the first place? you know, his wife said that he was intolerant of people who let themselves be victimized. this project might have been a way of... you know, resensitizing himself. reconnecting to his parents. i need the lab to reprint these negatives. i got spencer's file from family services. he and his three sisters were in and out of foster homes. parents were alcoholics. left the kids on their own. three sisters-- older than spencer? one of them, present whereabouts are unknown. one's got multiple drug beefs, currently living in seattle. and the third one's in bedford hills, 6 to 18 for manslaughter. what happened to his father? mother died four years ago, liver disease. father was in a drunk driving accident almost 20 years ago. we need to see the rest of his family. spence was a good kid. we girls used to give him a hard time. we'd dog pile on top of him. his face would turn red. it was funny. ma said he was a boy-- he could take it. you like your brother. we can tell. yeah, he wasn't like us. he could hold a straight job. talk to strangers without getting in a fight. you think that's your dad's influence? they were close, right? spence was like him. you know, sensitive. (goren) he was good to spence. brought him toys, um, like marbles and... yeah, like marbles. you're smiling. did you do something to his marbles. when dad died, spence wouldn't stop crying like a baby. so we got a hammer and we smashed his marbles. shut him up. we noticed some medical records in his file. when he was nine, he went to the emergency room. somebody set his hair on fire. oh, yeah. that was sandy. she threw matches at him. and then he spent a week in the hospital with food poisoning? yeah, patty--fried up bad meat and made him eat it. another time he was brought in with burns all over his body. grandma--she threw him in the shower and turned on the hot water. (goren) oh, yeah? doris. what did you do to spencer? i used to play bad nurse. oh, i'd tie him down on grandma's smelly bed, put on my ma's nurse hat, and then i'd beat the crap out of him. but, you know, like ma said, he could take it. hey, look, i gotta get back to work. you see him, you tell him hi for me, okay? we will. thanks, doris. four photos, five women. fire. poison. scalding hot water. and mom. the only one missing is doris. the sketches in his apartment. one of them looked like her. his next victim? if he has her sketched, then he has a way to get in touch with her to return it. he did this last weekend. is he all right? we were supposed to go out last night, but he never showed up. he got very busy. where was he taking you, maisie? an art gallery, to see some photos. he say anything about this art gallery-- where it was? somewhere in the city, this big building. he said you could drive all the way up to the roof. all right. thank you, maisie. the officer will show you back downstairs. i thought it'd be fun to know somebody with a car. the lab sent these back. anything from the girl? she had no idea she missed becoming number five in spencer's revenge fantasy. he was taking her to gerhardt's studio. stepping into his master's shoes. if he was planning on taking her photo, where's his equipment, his camera? it wasn't in his car or in his apartment. maybe he's already stashed it at the studio. now you see it... now you don't. no wonder why he was disappointed. what is it you want my client to do again? we need to verify if he's tall enough to access one of the storage spaces in the studio. sure--and then he'll do a couple jumping jacks, and then we're going to arraignment court. well, let's, uh... let's start by... taking these off, huh? what difference does it make how tall i am? i've never been here. really? didn't you tell maisie renfrew you were gonna take her to an art show here last night? you were gonna drive her right up to the roof? there's not a lot of buildings in the city that you can do that. maisie misunderstood. oh, i see. drive her up to the roof. that's a euphemism for something. mr. carver, let's get on with this. all right, spencer. come on. up. let's see you touch the vent. why don't you take it off. just hand it to me. thank you. why don't you just reach around to the other side there. you got something? take it out. you can climb down. this doesn't prove anything. we're quite aware of that. we just wanted to make sure he could reach it. this is not mine. i didn't put it there. speed graphic cameras. you know? sorry. they're like classic cars, you know? this one has a manufacturer's code. there's a good chance you could trace it back to the old owner. could take a while, but it can be done. our experts say that this is the camera that took those pictures that we showed you. you know, the ones inspired by the detective magazines? you know, i gotta hand it to you, spence. you chose the right equipment. it really brings out the gore of a crime scene. i told you i had nothing to do with any of this. i'm noticing a resemblance, a family resemblance. your sister sandy. you know, with the flying matches? patty. the fry pan and the meat surprise. oh, this must be grandma. (eames) how dirty could little spence have been to need scalding hot water? mom. who, in her drunken stupor, thought it was also funny to torment daddy's little boy. you know, you can repress the memory of abuse all you want, but it always finds a way to express itself. all right, my client did his song and dance. there's one missing. bad nurse. one more dance. come on, spence. up. oh. uh, okay. [grunts] see, we found something else in here this morning. bad nurse. that was the game your sister doris liked to play with you. you know, when she tied you up on grandma's bed. you know, just like this cot here. tortured you. your family, spencer. real collection of malevolent freaks. i am not like them. i became something. i'm an artist. your art--let's take a look at your art. size 14. maisie renfrew was a size 14. is this what you had planned for your big date? you were gonna kill her like these other women-- dress her up, pose her on the bed? no. toss these into the picture in remembrance of your father? your only ally against these monsters. your ally, who killed himself. no, they drove him to it. you could have had the whole set. the complete chronicles of spencer farnell's suffering at the hand of his family. that's the proposal you sent to gerhardt. obviously he stole all my ideas. stole them? you offered him the full package. told him that you were a mortuary worker. and that you could supply him with bodies to photograph. you're wrong. and then, when he'd had enough... with one sister left, you lured him to the printing house to force him to go on. (eames) when he refused, you attacked him with a metal bar. (goren) you put him in a car, half-dead, right? (attorney) that's enough, spencer. we're gonna get you arraigned now. ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. by making gerhardt's death public and controversial, his last works-- the posthumous collection-- would be exhibited. and everyone will bear witness to the vengeance that you took on the women that abused you, and in time, everyone would know that you conceived the collection. you'll be famous. i mean, that was the idea, right? whatever you say. it's too bad gerhardt had other plans. people will see what he wanted them to see. when you first saw the photo, you knew that something was wrong. 'cause the women didn't look the way you remembered them. you want to see why? this is the print of marla gerhardt made from the negative. this is the print that our lab made from the same negative, unretouched. you see the difference? you see marla's blemishes. and you see the two bruises just under the shoulder from your knees when you sat on her and suffocated her. but gerhardt's photo-- none of those marks. you know, skin is pure. it's glowing. and around her is this halo effect. and that's why you knew something was wrong. you're missing the point. you're a cop. what do you know about art? nothing. i know nothing. i just know gerhardt. he used his skills in the darkroom to... reconnect with humanity. show us that marla was beautiful and special. he turned her into an angel. you know, it makes us mourn her loss. you know, i guess gerhardt just loved women. and that's what we see when we look at these photos. his love. he obliterated your artistic intent. he obliterated you. that bastard! that wasn't the deal we made! it was my concept! that's right, and you worked so hard. you had to find the girls. yes, and then in preparing-- spencer! all he had to do was push the damn button! anything else you want to add to that admission? i need to talk to my client now. you can talk to him in the car. he's gonna have a hard time stepping back from that. i'll offer him a plea in return for telling us where the bodies are. he should jump at it. gerhardt's most humane work. and no one will ever see it.