Lot of work tonight?
Yeah, this Comcast analysis.
It's a pain in the ass.
No...
None for me. I'm going to be up for hours.
Well, half a glass isn't going to kill you.
Really, honey, no, thanks.
All right.
How was your day?
I got the Fridgidaire account.
Really?
Does that mean we get free household products?
Cute. Congratulations.
Oh, wait, that's bad luck. No.
Hey. Hey, no dinner with us?
I'm going to go meet
some of the guys at the arcade.
I'll get something there.
You finish your homework?
Yes... I'll be home by 10:00.
Okay, don't forget your helmet.
Do I ever?
I don't like that he's biking around at night.
Sue, wake up.
Have you heard from Shawn?
No. What time is it?
It's 12:40. He's not here.
It's not here.
Maybe it's in the driveway.
Shawn, it's your father.
You're three hours late on your curfew, buddy.
We're hoping you're okay. Call us.
Owen, this is Shawn's mom.
I'm sorry to call so late.
Were you with him tonight?
Oh, good.
Do you have any idea where he is?
FATHER: And he left at 9:30?
... you never saw him after that?
You're sure? I'm sure he'll turn up.
I'm sorry I woke you.
No, we haven't heard from him.
I was hoping that you had.
SUE: Shawn, honey, wherever you are,
whatever you're doing,
we just need you to call home, honey.
Please, we just, we want to make sure that you're safe.
Shawn Hopkins.
No, he's not a patient.
Can you listen to me for one second, please?
I'm just asking you did he come in to the ER tonight?
Hopkins, K-I-N-S.
Accidents, muggings, anything?
No, he was on a bike. He has a green Schwinn 10-speed.
24-speed. 24-speed, I'm sorry.
Yes, I'll hold.
Yes, he's 15 years old.
Yes.
We would like to file a missing person's report.
He's a very responsible kid.
He's never missed a curfew.
And you said you spoke to his friends?
Yeah, and they all said the same thing,
which is that he left the arcade at 9:30.
Have you sent somebody down there to check it out?
See if anybody saw anything at all?
Not yet, no. Well, why not?
Because it's not even open yet.
There's no one there to interview right now.
Excuse me.
Who's this?
I don't know.
Special Agent Malone from the FBI.
This is Special Agent Fitzgerald.
I'm Larry Hopkins; this is my wife, Susan.
The local PD has filled us in on what's going on.
We need to put a trace on your phone,
so I need you to sign this paperwork.
Why do you have to do that?
Just in case there's a ransom call.
So you think Shawn's been kidnapped?
We're not sure. It's just a precaution.
We should go and talk.
Okay.
Miss Hopkins, why don't we go over here somewhere.
Why?
We'd like to talk to you separately.
Yeah, I get that.
I want to know why.
Because it's faster and time's a factor here.
It's okay, Larry.
In the kitchen?
Yeah, that'd be great.
Miss Hopkins, we're going to need a recent photo of Shawn.
Something with a clear view of his face.
Is that all right?
Yeah, that's perfect.
Also, we're going to need to take a look at his bedroom.
That's upstairs. Okay.
I'll make sure you get this back.
Want to sit here?
Was Shawn having any problems in school?
No... no.
He's uh, basically a straight-A student.
On the track team, all the teachers love him.
He's a great kid.
JACK: Does he do drugs?
Drugs? No.
Drinking?
No, he's 15.
What about gambling?
He's in a rotisserie league...
you know, baseball, football, nothing more than that.
MARTIN: Does Shawn have a girlfriend?
Uh, there was a girl, Linda Kirkland,
uh... but it was about a year ago.
It was only for a couple weeks.
I didn't think it was serious.
How about at home?
Any problems here?
JACK: What about violence?
Is there a tendency to fight?
No. He's a sweet kid.
Any friends he shouldn't be hanging around?
Not that I know of.
No.
Okay, we've talked a lot about Shawn.
Now we need to talk about you and your husband a bit.
All right.
Has Mr. Hopkins ever hurt your son physically?
What?
No, of course not.
How about you?
No.
Wh-what is this?
I know these questions are difficult,
but I have to ask them.
Why? I don't understand.
Because often when a child is missing,
one of the parents has something to do with it.
Well, not this child.
LARRY: My marriage?
Yes, have you or your wife had an affair recently?
No...
Is that why you separated us?
So you can ask us these ridiculous questions?
Teenagers often act out when there's trouble at home.
And you haven't answered my question.
No, neither one of us is having an affair,
and there's no big dysfunction in this family
that caused my son to disappear.
Okay.
You know,
my son is out there somewhere, and you come into my home,
and you ask me these questions
like I did something wrong.
What are you doing to find my son?
( cell phone ringing )
Excuse me.
Yeah?
No, never. Never.
Does he work a lot of late nights?
Yeah, sometimes.
Excuse me.
I'd like to speak to my wife for a second, please.
Actually, we're in the middle of something right now.
You...
Great.
Excuse me.
Yeah?
Who are you?
I'm Danny Taylor.
I'm with the FBI.
What are you doing?
Looking through Shawn's stuff.
Your wife said it would be okay.
She did?
Yeah, she did.
Why?
Yeah, why? Why do you need to look through all this stuff?
Well, there might be something in this room
that'll help us find Shawn.
You taking his computer?
Yeah, IMs, emails,
pics... there might be something in here that's useful.
LARRY: Did you go through his closet?
Teenagers have secrets, sir.
Right, yeah, I'm sure the key to where Shawn is
is hidden somewhere in the closet.
Well, once our tech has a look at this,
I'll bring it back to you.
Thank you.
( music playing )
( chatting quietly )
Sue...
We gave them the wrong description
of what Shawn was wearing.
We told them he was wearing the green jacket.
He was. No, he wasn't.
He was wearing the blue jacket,
the one my mom gave him for his birthday.
No, it was the green one. I'm sure of it.
No, I just looked. It's not hanging in his closet.
Because it's at the dry cleaner.
You sure? Yes.
Good.
Can you believe some of the things they were asking?
I have to tell you something.
What?
I should have told you at the time.
I don't know why I didn't.
Just tell me. What?
Last week, Shawn came home pretty out of it.
Hi, Mom.
Are you drunk?
I had a few beers with Chad and the guys.
You didn't ride
your bike home like that?
I'm not an idiot.
I took a cab.
How often do you drink?
Every once in a while.
Mom, it's no big deal.
I'll take it easy.
Where's Dad?
He's working.
( sighing )
Look, please, Mom, don't tell Dad,
and I promise I'll take it easy.
You know how he gets.
It'll be like the Spanish Inquisition.
Please, Mom,
just let it be our little secret.
Shh...
That's perfect. That's perfect.
Larry! No, it's fine.
What else didn't you tell me?
Is he on drugs? Is he smoking pot? What?
I said I was sorry.
I already said that I was sorry.
Did you tell them?
Yes. What did they make of it?
I can't tell.
Excuse me.
I'm going to need you to come down
to the FBI offices.
Why, what's going on?
I'll explain it to you in the car.
But what if somebody calls?
You said that we should be here if somebody calls.
I'll have it rerouted to my cell phone.
Let's go, please.
It's right this way.
His name's Ricky Johnson.
Do you recognize him?
I've never seen him before. No.
Does the name sound familiar?
No. Who is he?
( sighs )
They don't know him.
He's a drug dealer at the school.
You saying Shawn knows this guy?
Apparently, he's doing business with him.
I don't believe it.
There were three eyewitnesses.
Well, it's a misunderstanding.
Shawn doesn't do drugs.
What kind of drugs was he buying?
This kid is into everything.
Is it possible that your son was dealing?
Dealing?
Was there a change in his spending habits? No.
Is he in any kind of debt? No!
If he's in trouble, he comes to us.
Mr. Hopkins?
I don't know.
I-I think he would.
Of course he would. He...
There's another explanation.
Uh...
Maybe he wasn't just drinking last week.
Maybe he was on something.
I smelled beer on him.
Maybe he was mixing.
I mean, who the hell knows?
It doesn't make sense, Larry.
We would know.
What are they talking about?
Mr. and Mrs. Hopkins, would you mind coming with me?
Please, come in.
Is that your son's bike?
No, it isn't.
That's not his bike.
Are you sure? Look closely.
That's his bike.
No, it's not. No, Susan, it's his bike.
Look at the handlebars.
Those are his racing stickers.
But it's... has he been in an accident?
We're not sure.
Did you find his helmet?
No.
Did he have any reason
to be near Wright Avenue and Thompson Street last night?
No, I mean, that's ten miles from our house.
It's nowhere near the arcade.
Did someone take him and hit him
and then take him and...?
As I said, we're not sure.
I don't want to hear you're not sure.
I want to know what you're doing to figure it out.
Mrs. Hopkins, we're doing everything possible.
Susan...
What did he say?
Excuse me?
The kid, the drug dealer.
What did he do to Shawn?
Oh, Mrs. Hopkins.
What did he do to my boy?
Well, we don't know that he did anything.
You don't know? No, not yet.
You just talked to him, and you don't know what he said?
Well, he didn't say much of anything actually.
But he did claim that he didn't do anything to Shawn.
He said that he didn't hurt Shawn?
Did you believe him?
He has an alibi and when I check it out, I'll know more.
But did you believe him?
Can I get you something to drink?
Agent... I don't... I don't...
I'm sorry, I don't know what your name is.
Johnson.
Vivian Johnson.
Have you ever had cases where it looks like somebody
is in trouble and it turns out that they're okay?
Yeah, it happens.
So that could be the case with Shawn?
It could just be coincidences
that some other kid stole his bike and he wrecked it,
and Shawn could be out playing video games somewhere.
It could be... have happened something like that? Right?
Sure.
It's still early on.
I know.
All right.
Let's see what we got here.
It says 108.
That's funny, because you feel more like 98.6.
How'd you manage that?
I put it next to the lamp.
What's going on?
You don't want to go to school?
No. Why not?
Well, I thought maybe you'd stay home from work with me.
Play some scrabble,
watch As the World Turns.
Like we used to.
I guess I could go in a couple of hours late,
but next time, no faking, okay?
Because otherwise, I won't know
if there's something really wrong.
You still want this?
I love your chicken soup.
I love you.
Okay, we've marked off kids
we think may be trouble at Shawn's school.
What I want to do with you guys
is go through them one by one, okay?
Here's our first one.
Michael Anders. What's he in to?
According to our sources, he deals in steroids.
Shawn's a stick. He doesn't do steroids.
Are the two of them friends?
No, not since fifth grade.
Okay, um, let's go to the next one.
Vinnie Demonica?
You know him? I coached him in Little League.
He's apparently the school bookie.
Well, Shawn doesn't gamble.
We checked Shawn's computer.
He spends about 12 hours a week
playing online poker.
What?
He's been doing it
late at night, which is probably
why you guys don't know about it.
Did he lose? Is he losing?
We don't know what the stakes are yet.
We are looking in to it though.
Well, does he owe someone money?
Is that why this is happening?
Excuse me.
Do you know anything
about a girl named Becky Grolnick?
Her mother and I shared a car pool a long time ago.
Okay, well, Shawn's been talking to her a lot
from his cell phone lately.
I never even heard of her.
Okay, thank you.
SAMANTHA: Let's keep going.
How about this one...
Mr. Hopkins?
I need you to focus.
Sorry. Okay.
It's okay.
( phone ringing )
Uh, I'm sorry. Would you excuse me?
I can't believe where we are.
I can't believe this is happening.
I know.
I mean, do we not know our son?
Is that what's happening here?
I don't know.
I'm just wracking my brain for signs.
They talk to you about signs...
He got a B minus in chemistry last semester,
and he's always been so good at science.
Could it be because he's doing drugs or he's gambling?
Anything's possible.
Anything is possible?
Yes, Susan.
Anything is possible.
We were too lenient with him
and now we have no idea what he might be into.
"We"? You mean me.
Well, I was always too controlling, right?
I was always worried about every little thing, remember?
Yeah, I do remember.
And maybe that's why he's rebelling against you now.
Yeah! I wonder where he would have learned that from.
What is that supposed to mean?
Come on.
You undermine me at every turn.
You've been doing it practically since he was born.
You had to have him all to yourself.
I wasn't good enough,
so maybe you could make him perfect.
What?
If he's rebelling against anything, it's against you.
Wow.
I never knew.
Well, now you do.
What is it?
Is something wrong?
The New Jersey State Police just found a body
outside of Princeton.
It's a teenager matching your son's description.
Oh, my God.
We're having trouble making a positive ID on him.
We need you to come with us.
What do you mean, you can't positively ID him?
What's that mean?
We should leave.
All right. You just need one of us, right?
Right.
Okay, Susan, I'll go.
No, I'm gonna go.
Susan...? I'm going to go, Larry.
I want to see my son.
We should take my car.
( retching )
It's not Shawn.
Are you sure?
Shawn has a birthmark on his shoulder.
That's not my son.
That's it, Shawn. That's it.
Take it easy.
Good, good job.
Okay, slow down.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Dad, I want to go in the street!
Not yet, not yet.
Why not?
Because there's too many cars.
Look at the cars, Shawn.
And you're not ready.
Well, when will I be ready?
When I say so.
Come on, Dad, when?
When will I be ready?
( phone ringing )
Just give me a second.
Hello.
Hey, Tara.
No, we still really don't know anything yet.
Uh, I know.
Thanks.
Honestly, I don't think she's really up for talking right now.
Okay, I will.
Good-bye.
Friend of Susan's.
Yeah, I remember. She called this morning.
Right.
You know, I'm going to go take a shower.
Sure.
I didn't know you were here.
Tara called.
What'd she say?
She just wanted an update.
I told her you'd call her back later.
You don't have to do that.
Have you eaten?
No.
I can't.
You think he's dead, don't you?
I don't know.
Why can't the FBI tell us what they're thinking?
They don't know anything.
I'm sorry.
No, it's okay.
I was just looking through pictures.
You want some coffee?
Yeah, coffee would be great.
Okay.
Thanks.
Agent Fitzgerald, it's been almost 36 hours.
We still have time.
I'm going to make coffee. You want some?
No, thanks.
You get any sleep?
No.
Did you ever figure out who that kid was?
The one from the morgue?
Yeah, yeah, we did.
I'm sorry you had to go through that.
Who was he?
Actually, I can't tell you that.
What happened to him?
We think it was his father.
His fa... his father did that to him?
Yeah.
Why?
I don't know.
Looks like it was alcohol-related.
The things you must see.
I mean, it's got to be worse than anyone can imagine.
Yeah.
People can imagine it. That's how it happens.
( doorbell rings )
You expecting someone? No.
( knocking )
Hi.
Susan.
Marsha.
You remember Becky?
MARTIN: Becky Grolnick?
That's right.
I'm Agent Fitzgerald with the FBI.
We've been looking for you.
MARSHA: I know, we were out of town.
We just got back and heard what was happening.
We have something we need to tell you.
About Shawn. If that's all right.
If you have something to tell us about Shawn, it's not up to him.
Look, why don't we all go sit down.
Come on in.
Um, I, um...
Do you want me to tell them?
No. No, it's okay.
Last weekend I was at a party
and... I got pretty drunk.
And there was this guy there, and...
and he, um...
He took advantage of her.
I didn't know what to do, or who to tell, and...
I was over here on Monday afternoon
doing homework with Shawn, and...
I guess I just sort of lost it.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to tell you.
I just... I haven't told anyone.
And this just kind of came out, I guess.
It's okay.
Who was it that did that to you?
I don't want to say.
But you're going to report him?
I-I can't.
I can't. I don't want to.
You have to. I mean, what if he does it to someone else?
Shawn, please.
Don't do this.
Okay, okay, I'm sorry.
God, for all I know, I could be pregnant.
Well, maybe you could get one of those morning-after pills.
How? Don't I need my mom to approve something?
No, I heard Ricky Johnson sells them.
I bet I could get one off of him.
He said he wouldn't get it for me unless I told him
who the guy was from the party.
And now I'm afraid that maybe he spoke to the guy,
and that something bad happened to him because of that.
Who's the guy?
I don't want to say.
Well, you don't have a choice.
Ms. Grolnick?
She hasn't even told me yet.
Becky?
We have to know.
I can't.
Becky?
Was his name Van Horten?
What the hell?
How did you know that? He's someone we're looking in to.
Who is he? What did he do?
All the facts aren't clear yet,
but we think Shawn may have gotten into a fight
with Horten the night he disappeared.
What?! When did this happen?
Ms. Hopkins, please.
No, I want to know!
On his way home from the arcade.
When were you going to tell us this?
When the facts became clear.
What else are you not telling us?
Where is this kid? We have to find him.
We don't know yet.
We have to find this kid!
He might have Shawn.
Mrs. Hopkins, I assure you...
You need to tell me what I need...
Mrs. Hopkins... Mrs. Hopkins, calm down!
...my boy! This is my son, and you're not telling us
everything that we need to know!
Find him!
It's okay. It's okay.
Let me go.
I want to know what's going on with my son.
Sit down, Mr. Hopkins.
Would you like a cup of coffee?
No, I don't want any coffee.
I want to know what's going on with my son.
Look, this whole thing is just...
This whole thing is...
It's just so hard, you know?
We don't have any control over any of it.
Mr. Hopkins, the reason that we don't come running to you
with every detail is because the information changes
and it changes quickly.
I don't see the point on taking you on that roller coaster ride.
Maybe we can help.
If we need your help, we'll tell you.
Anything that you can tell me
is better than sitting here in the dark.
Susan?
Upstairs.
I've been sitting here for hours
just thinking he's going to ride up on his bicycle.
I got some information from the FBI.
Do I even want to know?
It could be good news, Suz.
It turns out that Shawn did stop by Rolo's Pizza the other night.
And when he got there, he ran into that Van Horten guy.
I guess they had some words and Shawn said to him
that he was going to turn him in, you know, for raping Becky.
And then they fought
and I guess this guy ran Shawn down on his bike.
Susan, you listening to me?
I'm listening.
Okay.
So the FBI started searching around for Horten,
and they found this friend.
Well, it turns out that Horten took Shawn
to this friend's house.
And that he was alive.
Susan, he was alive.
Where is he now? They don't know.
They think Van Horten's on the run
and that he's got him.
What do they think Horten's gonna do to him?
They think he's panicking.
But here's the thing.
This guy has no record
or anything that suggests that he's a killer.
But he ran Shawn down with a car.
I know.
So everything that they said about Shawn,
the drugs and the gambling, it was nothing.
No.
He got hurt because he's trying to help somebody.
You know, I've been thinking a lot about when Shawn was born.
You know, he spent all that time in the incubator,
and we thought that he was gonna...
I never told you, but I, I made a deal, you know,
I don't know, with God, with myself.
What was the deal?
You were so strong.
You know, you took what happened
and you turned it into a blessing.
You're such a believer in life.
The deal was that if...
that if Shawn survived...
that I would never let anything happen to him.
That I would...
That I would protect him from the world.
And...
( footsteps in hallway )
MARTIN: Mr. and Mrs. Hopkins!
We've located Van Horten.
Does he have Shawn?
He's holding him hostage in an abandoned warehouse.
I'd like you to come with me
to the scene, in case we need your help.
What is this? Where are we?
MARTIN: This is the outer perimeter.
The warehouse is about half a mile up the road from here.
I don't understand.
We're stopping here? Yeah, this is
as far as we go for now.
I thought you said we were here to help.
OFFICER ONE: SWAT is standing by, ready to bang and make entry.
What is that?
What's happening?
Agent Malone is negotiating with Horten.
He's trying to talk them out of there.
What about SWAT?
SWAT will not go in unless it's absolutely necessary, okay?
OFFICER ONE: Zero One in position.
SWAT One to command post.
Do we have compromised authority?
OFFICER TWO: Stand by.
OFFICER ONE: Be advised we have an eyeball on the victim.
Unclear of his status.
He doesn't appear to be moving.
OFFICER TWO: SWAT units to be advised. Go to green.
OFFICER ONE: Roger that. Moving to green.
What does that mean?
SWAT's going in.
Just sit tight.
It's going to be okay.
( gunshots )
I need you to stay
in the car, Mr. Hopkins! No!
I want to know what's happening with my son! Stay in the car!
I'll let you know as soon as I know anything.
They got him.
They have your son.
Here, here, here.
Excuse me, Shawn Hopkins just came in.
I'm sorry, sir. Shawn Hopkins.
15-year-old male, multiple leg fractures,
would have come in five, ten minutes ago.
Down the hall.
Thank you.
Where? Where?
Oh, Shawn! Shawn!
DOCTOR: Be careful, please!
Sweetheart.
DOCTOR: Okay, please, we have to get him to surgery.
Stabilize his legs. SUSAN: We'll be right here.
LARRY: Don't worry, okay?
Right here, Shawn. You're going to be okay.
JACK: Uh-huh.
Yeah, okay, thanks.
Always nice to see one work out for a change.
Don't get too attached to it.
What's up?
Woman got kidnapped three blocks from her house.
I got to go out to Cedarhurst, see the family.
All right.
I'll head back to the office, get going on the financials.
( sighs ) That'd be great.