Millennium · Season 1, Episode 1
“Pilot” · Season 1, Episode 1
In this episode: Frank Black (4), Robert Bletcher (3), Catherine Black (1)
Tell me what you want.
I want to see you dance on the blood-dimmed tide. The ceremony of innocence is drowned. This is the second death. The abominable and the fornicators - this is the second death. You'll have your part in the lake - the great plague - the maritime city. You'll have your part in the lake which burns with fire and brimstone.
The killer is confused about his sexuality. He feels guilt, quite possibly from his mother. So he goes to peep shows to try to feel something toward women but all he feels is anger - anger that fuels his psychosis, that distorts and twists his view of reality.
Twists it to fit some screwy French poetry?
The killer doesn't see the world like everyone else.
How does he see it?
Differently.
Wait a second. You say this guy is angry at women, that he cruises boys but then he kills this John Doe we found burned in the forest. How does that work?
He's very confused.
Undoubtedly.
His way of dealing with it is by fulfilling a prophecy.
I don't buy it.
Uh, it's a good story but I've got to agree. Evidence just doesn't support it.
I was approached by a group of men who helped me understand the nature of my facility... my gift.
This Millennium Group. They really believe all that stuff? Nostradamus and Revelations? The destruction of the world?
They believe we can't just sit back and hope for a happy ending.
Tell me how you know. Why are you so sure? You see it, or something.
It's complicated, Bletch.
What do you see?
I see what the killer sees.
What, like a psychic?
No. I put myself in his head. I become the thing we fear the most.
How?
I become capability. I become the horror--what we know we can become only in our heart of darkness. It's my gift. It's my curse. It's why I retired.
I can handle imposition, Frank. What I can't handle is secrecy.
I don't keep secrets, Catherine. I'll tell you anything you want.
You think you're protecting me but you make it worse, Frank. You can't shut the world out for me. You can't ask me to pretend that I don't know what you do.
Everyone pretends. We all make believe. These men I help catch... make us.
We're raising a daughter, Frank. The real world starts to seep in. You can't stop it.
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