We all heard him, Frank. It's the thrill. Sexual transference.
Frank
It's more. His thrills wear out quickly. First, he alerts the authorities there's a bomb. After a day he needs more. So he contacts us? Taunts us to the point of near capture? What will he do to increase his excitement?
You want to bring him in because he was a hero... twice?
Frank
That's him, I know it.
PPierson
Frank... after Centennial Park, there is no way that I could bring this guy in without more evidence.
Frank
The bomber has expert knowledge in explosive devices. He knew exactly what and how much to use to create the effect he wants. There were two explosions today... neither one of which matched the lethal intensity of The Queen's Arms bombing.
PPierson
It was lethal enough to kill five people.
Frank
But not so destructive a person couldn't survive inside of it. Especially if he knew when and how the force would dissipate. Raymond Dees is a maintenance worker in that building. He has the knowledge and the opportunity to place those devices where it would best suit him. He watched the first bombing from a distance. He believed that watching the chaos which he created would be the thrill, but he needed more... to smell it, to touch it, to participate in the aftermath, but that wasn't enough either.
In all these years, we work at a distance, with a remove. It helps us to objectify... so why is this one different to me?
Frank
The coldness, the calculation, the victims... merciless acts against the merciful.
AArdis
I haven't been to church since I was eight. I've always been happily cynical. So why I am taking this so personally?
Frank
I feel it myself.
AArdis
Have you and your wife raised Jordan in any particular faith, Frank?
Frank
No. Catherine and I haven't even dealt with it yet.
AArdis
I know. My husband and I make it up as we go along.
Frank
Maybe faith is like the picture album left in the closet. We don't go back and visit it every day. We need to know it's there, need to know it's safe... so we can pass it along when the time is right.
Then you know the truth. You know that God has abandoned us. That's why you're afraid to die. Just like I am.
Frank
No.
GGalen
You're lying.
Frank
I'm afraid, Galen, but not like you. You're afraid to die, because you fear God's judgment.
GGalen
I've... lost my faith.
Frank
No, you've tried to kill it, but you can't. I've... seen your ritual. You try to kill your faith with the tools of your own belief because of your pain, because you think God's forsaken you. You think that you can get rid of your pain by slaughtering the faith that's inside you.
Yeah. I was just thinking on the plane about this man Calloway. I felt how human he was... so inundated by pain, fragmented by grief. It led him to surrender his humanity.
And you're thinking that's what we need to teach Jordan.
Frank
I'm going to tell Jordan that bad things happen. And even though the bird died and it upset her, we have to balance sadness... with a sense of hope... and faith.
How could anyone abandon a child? But millions of people do it. Millions. God, it's scary. We have home after home filled with kids like James. And we know they'll turn violent. How do I tell the survivors that no one saw it coming? They're out there, Frank.
We live in a world where too many people won't go far enough, won't do what they know is right, what they believe. I don't know how or why it got this way but the world has become so complicated that to involve yourself in someone else's problems is to invite them needlessly on yourself.
Yeah. Thinking about my parents, my grandparents -- forty or fifty years ago, they never locked their doors, day or night. We seem to have accepted it so... gracefully, so naturally -- the security systems. We've allowed ourselves to become almost besieged by our own fear.
'John Allworth.' The signature... centrifugal, vertical lines, forward expansion. The strokes... forceful, measured, alternating cursive and print. This man's signature's probably been the same since he was old enough to sign it.
Frank
What does that tell you?
GGlen
That the signer is deliberate. He has focus, but that this is to contain his rage or his anger -- that he can be explosive, prone to outburst or violence.
There is someone out there who believes in May 5th. He's responsible for the death of two girls already. I need to know who else believes in earth changes.
I mark 'em, on the palm. That's my trademark. That makes them my property - my meat.
Frank
And the third?
HHance
The third one was a coward. I ate his fear up like it was a Thanksgiving meal. His sweat was the cranberry sauce. His breath was the stuffing. And those frozen eyes? They were the dark meat.