Now this is the criminal Nicole Wallace should have been.
Not Melville. :)
I understand the CI braintrust brought back "Connie", played by Billy Lush, for an encore this season. I will be looking forward to seeing that epi, because the smarmy little twerp is a pint-sized villain you love to hate.
The story focuses on the fatal shenanigans of a young man who has cast a spell over local girls who have been used and abused by local boys. Representing something akin to compassion and espousing a philosophy that went over pretty big in the 60's, the young guru casts a considerable intellectual and psychological shadow over his devotees.
Of course the professional profiler Bobby is going to get an early and easy read on the kid. All the standard stuff - delusions of specialness heaped upon feelings of inadequacy tinged with abandonment trauma - they make for your garden variety egomaniacal psychopath. It's really all over but the shouting the second Bobby spies the copy of Siddhartha. :)
What is more interesting is the boy's performance. "Connie" combines the sly and weasely countenance of Eddie Haskell with the smug self assurity of, well, Bobby Goren. That makes for fascinating face-to-face offs, and darn it, you get it in this one, with Goren knowingly hovering over Connie, and the criminal smirking up into the detective's face, confident of his ability to outwit a profiler as easily as he swayed the minds of a group of abused girls.
"You're busting my rump because I read books". No, kid, he's busting your fanny because you'd make a Nazi out of Nietzsche and read In Cold Blood as an instructional manuel.
But ahh chemistry! That lil thing that was missing in sufficient abundance between Bobby and Nicole.