WOMAN: Head size looks good.
Other body measurements line up.
The lungs are almost fully formed.
Weight's about seven and half pounds.
So everything's all right?
Looking good.
Bet you can't wait to get that baby out of you.
Please. I was ready a month ago.
Could be worse.
Elephants stay pregnant 22 months.
I feel like an elephant.
Well, you don't look like an elephant, baby.
He always knows
the right thing to say.
Hey, hey, hey, no more looking.
He's obsessed with keeping the baby's sex a secret.
No comment.
Thank you, Doctor.
Take care.
You, too, Megan.
Thank you.
Okay...
We should schedule our checkup for next week.
Meg?
Sorry.
You okay, honey?
Yeah. It's just hard to believe
that there's less than a month to go.
Look, about this morning...
No, you were right.
We're so close.
I think I was a little edgy from my medicine.
What time's your flight?
Uh, between traffic and security at JFK,
I should probably go now.
Go. I'll make the appointment.
Are you going to be okay getting home?
I'll be fine. I'll take a cab.
Yeah?
( chuckles ): Yes.
Okay.
I'll call you when I get to the hotel tonight. Okay.
Bye.
Good-bye.
Hey, what do you got?
Megan Sullivan, 30's, graphic designer,
eight and a half months pregnant.
Last seen leaving here yesterday morning.
Security found those
on the steps outside.
This was filled yesterday.
She having complications with her pregnancy?
No. She's HIV positive.
Well, that's a complication.
It is.
She's on a very strict drug regimen.
Husband told police that there is no way
that she's leave those behind.
So where was he during all this?
Business trip to Columbus, Ohio.
He flew back in this morning.
Wasn't due back for another day. That's a little convenient
that he was out of town when she went missing.
I just spoke
to the hospital administrator.
Three weeks ago a lady tried to kidnap an infant.
After that they really had to beef up security
at the maternity ward.
I guess if you can't snatch a newborn
you go to the next best thing.
I knew something was wrong when I didn't hear back from her.
You called here last night.
Who'd you talk to?
Uh... nobody.
I left a message
on the machine. JACK: Yeah, according
to your phone records,
the call was about four minutes.
Seems a long time for a message.
Well, I usually sing the baby a lullaby.
So I left it on the machine
and I told Meg to play it back to her stomach.
Where is it?
I erased it this morning when I got home.
Why?
I don't know.
It's a habit. I always erase old messages.
Mr. Sullivan, does your wife
have any problems with anyone? Any altercations?
Well, there was somebody that she talked about
in Dr. Barnes' office.
Made her so upset yesterday,
we almost didn't go to the appointment.
Made some decaf.
You're not even dressed.
I want to reschedule. I just...
I can't deal today.
Deal with what?
I just...
I feel like a pariah every time I walk into that office.
You know, the way everybody looks at me.
Who?
Somebody say something?
Meg?
One of the-the blood techs.
Which one?
Doesn't matter.
We talked about this.
People are going to think what they're going to think.
There's nothing we can do about it.
I just didn't know it was going to be this hard.
It's just another couple of weeks.
And then we'll have the baby,
and none of this is going to matter.
SAMANTHA: She mention a name?
No, I dropped it. She didn't want to talk about it.
How long has your wife been
HIV positive?
Uh, she was diagnosed about a year ago.
We've been together for two years.
It was a huge shock.
How about you?
Have you tested positive?
No.
And how did your wife contract the disease?
( scoffs )
What, did I say
something funny?
No,
but people always ask.
Like it makes a difference?
I mean, what are you going to do?
Decide if you should feel sorry for her or not?
I need to know, Mr. Sullivan.
( sighs )
She got it from some guy she dated a few years ago.
Do you have a name?
No. When Meg got diagnosed, I was so pissed,
I wanted to kill him.
She wouldn't tell me.
Anyone else
she might have confided in?
Her mother.
She pretty much makes it her business
to know everything that's going on in Meg's life.
Would you be able to give me that number?
Yeah, of course.
MARTIN: The last call
to Megan's cell came from a pay phone
at the 5th Street Detention Facility.
Did you ask for the roll logs? Yeah.
They process 500 inmates a day.
So what's up with the husband?
Well, the nurses have him leaving the office at 8:30,
but his flight didn't leave until 1:00.
And then traffic and security,
that's at least two hours he's unaccounted for.
That's enough time to have pulled a Scott Peterson.
Let's hope not. So where are we with the baby snatching?
Well, there was another attempt in a park near the hospital.
White female late 20s, and a witness made a sketch.
Well, Mack's checking out the surveillance video
from the parking lot at the hospital.
Maybe he'll find a match. Okay.
Hey, man.
What's up?
Um, I just wanted to let you know
that I went and checked out that meeting
that you told me about over at the workshop.
Yeah? Yeah.
How did it go?
Uh, pretty good.
Anyway,
um, I, uh, I connected with this guy Ed D.
A retired NYPD. Says he remembers you.
Fat. Fat and funny.
That's the guy, yeah.
He is funny.
But, um, he... he offered to be my sponsor, so...
He's a good guy.
Yeah? He's a real good guy.
Cool. Well, we're going to hook up for coffee tonight, and,
you know, I guess take it from there.
Thanks for all the support, man.
So...
Okay, thanks.
VIVIAN: Says here
you didn't work yesterday.
Well, not in this office.
I pick up hours over at Mount Sinai when I can.
I worked from 8:00 to 4:00.
And then?
I took the subway, I went home.
Why are you asking me this?
We're looking for Megan Sullivan.
And you think I did something to her?
Well, she mentioned
that she had a problem at her appointment
last week.
We checked the records,
and you drew her blood that day.
And apparently, you're not a big fan.
I have my opinions, and I have the right to them.
This should just take a second.
Is there a problem?
No. Why?
If you're not comfortable,
I'd rather have somebody else do it.
Hold still, please.
You know, I see women come in here every day
who would make wonderful mothers,
really deserving women.
They just can't get pregnant.
They must look at you and wonder,
"Why her? Why not me?"
Where do you get off judging me?
I don't judge, God does.
To be so selfish,
to put an innocent child at risk...
That's enough.
I'm sorry if I've offended you.
You are aware that Megan's chances
of transmitting HIV to her baby with a C-section
and the right drugs is less than one percent?
If I told you there was a one percent chance
you'd get HIV if I used this needle,
would you let me stick it in you?
I guess Megan didn't say anything to Dr. Barnes
about your little episode.
I'm not hiding anything.
DANNY: Well, it looks like we can rule out
our wannabe baby snatcher. Why's that?
I just spoke to NYPD.
They ID'd her as a patient at Bellevue.
Turns out she spent all last week getting evaluated.
Well, I've been checking into Brian Sullivan's financials.
Mm-hmm.
He spent three weeks at a local hotel a year ago.
By himself? Well, according to the hotel records.
I don't know, maybe things were a bit rough
in the marriage before the pregnancy.
Brian stayed at a hotel
because... because Megan kicked him out.
He didn't tell you about his affair?
No, he didn't.
It happened right after Megan received her diagnosis.
When she needed him the most.
I told her that she should leave him,
that she could do so much better,
but she made up all kinds of excuses for him.
Did Brian break this affair off?
That's what he told Megan.
Do you think he was telling the truth?
I think they're still having problems.
Can you be more specific?
Well, uh, Megan came to visit the other day
and pick up some things for the baby, and...
and Brian was with her.
Stop it. I just... I am so sick and tired of talking
about it. BRIAN: Well, then,
why is it still a problem?
I don't know. You tell me.
This whole thing
was a mistake.
Is everything all right?
Everything's fine.
What's that?
I know you said nothing
pink or blue, but I couldn't resist.
Look at this.
It's so sweet.
It's cute, Ma. Thanks.
Well, now, I don't want to upset anyone,
but I-I just,
I feel that a grandma
should be able to do whatever she wants.
After all.
I'll get the rest of the stuff.
Sweetheart, what is going on?
Nothing.
Well, you know, your father and I
didn't always see eye to eye, but we
always managed to work things out.
Is it the other woman?
Is he seeing her again?
No. No.
Are you sure?
We're fine.
Everything's fine. It's just...
It's just a stressful time right now, that's all.
It doesn't sound fine to me.
Look at me.
You don't have to go through this alone.
I will be there for you and the baby,
even if he isn't.
You know that, right?
I do, thanks.
I love you.
Look, the truth is, I gave up on him a long time ago.
But Megan reassured me that he was trying to make amends.
I have my doubts.
How did Brian feel
about Megan being HIV positive and having a baby?
Having the baby was definitely Megan's idea.
After the way he reacted when she was diagnosed,
she needed something to live for.
Right.
Right. Did she, um...
Did she ever mention the name of this woman
that Brian was having an affair with?
It was Jane something.
I called her Plain Jane.
I think Brian knew her from work.
Anybody talk to Brian Sullivan yet?
Jack is on his way over there right now.
Any luck finding our Plain Jane?
Well, between Brian's architecture firm
and the contractors, they've got
about eight or nine Janes to run down.
VIVIAN: Is any of them by the name of Carlson?
Uh, maybe. Let's see.
Yeah. Jane Carlson's right here.
She works with a consulting firm that does business
with Brian's company. Why?
Mack ran all the plates
from the parking lot cameras.
This is the only Jane
leaving the hospital around the time
that Megan disappeared.
Maybe Brian got her
to do his dirty work.
WOMAN: I don't really understand
what's going on here.
Why are you asking me about Brian?
Did something happen to him?
No, he's fine.
When was the last time you saw him?
I don't know.
Two days ago at the office, I think.
He had to
fly to Columbus yesterday to visit a client.
And where were you yesterday morning?
At work.
And before that?
I had some errands to run.
Where?
At the hospital
where Brian and his wife have their OB appointments?
I was supposed to meet Brian...
at a coffee shop around the corner to give him
some plans that he needed for his trip.
I parked in the hospital lot because it was cheapest.
Well, he never mentioned that meeting to us.
Well, I don't know why he wouldn't.
Miss Carlson,
we know you two are having an affair, okay?
That ended months ago.
I swear.
Brian made it quite clear that he's committed to his wife.
Megan. That's her name.
Yeah, I know her name.
I'm sorry, but is it a federal crime
to have an affair with a married man?
MARTIN: No.
But kidnapping is and so is murder.
Look, you have to believe me. I...
When I last saw her, she was fine.
I mean, considering the circumstances.
Well, it's not my problem. Really.
Really. Well how about this-- I don't care.
I am warning you,
get out of my life!
Megan.
Please, I want to talk to you.
Good for you.
Megan, wait. Please. Come on.
MEGAN: Damn it!
Oh, I didn't mean to do that.
I'll get it.
Let me get it.
Look, I just wanted to tell you
that I'm sorry... about Brian, what happened.
If I had known
about your situation, I never would have... honestly.
You mean, if you knew I was HIV positive,
you wouldn't have slept with my husband.
What, were you scared you'd get it?
That's not what I meant.
What are you doing here anyway?
I have an appointment, physical therapy.
( cell phone ringing )
I got to go.
I lied to her about the appointment.
I figured Brian probably hadn't told her we were meeting.
So you stood Brian up at the cafe?
After I saw Megan, I didn't really feel like seeing him.
That was a pretty heated phone call.
You have any idea who she was talking to?
No.
All right, well, let me ask you this.
Did Brian ever mention any problems
that he and Megan were having?
He doesn't talk to me about her.
Mr. Sullivan.
Hi.
Am I interrupting something?
No, just cleaning out the office.
Waiting around is making me crazy.
Any news about Meg?
Matter of fact, a few interesting things popped up.
What can you tell me about Jane Carlson?
Well, nothing you don't know, apparently.
You were supposed to have a meeting with her
yesterday morning.
Was that a detail that you planned on
sharing with us later?
She's got nothing to do with this.
The affair is over. It's been over for a year.
Right, you moved on.
Yeah.
What's next?
Yard sale for the crib? You got no right
to come in here and accuse me.
Apparently, there was a fight
at your mother-in-law's house.
She says that she heard you say that this is all a big mistake.
What were you referring to?
The baby?
No. I was referring to her mother.
I didn't think it was a good idea to be there.
That woman has a way of making a day turn bad.
I gather your relationship
with your mother-in-law is not so hot.
How's she feel about the baby?
Oh, she's obsessed. So having the baby
was your wife's idea, right?
No. We both wanted it.
"It"?
You just referred to your baby as "it."
Is that why you didn't want to know
the sex of the child?
What the hell are you talking about?
Maybe it went further than you wanted it to go.
You know, when you have a kid,
it's just a concept,
until you get to the delivery room.
And then it gets very real, very fast.
No, no, you're wrong.
So how did you feel when your wife went missing?
How did I feel?
I wanted to puke.
You weren't just a little bit relieved?
Oh...
( cell phone ringing )
Malone.
Yeah, I'm looking for whoever called Megan yesterday.
The desk sergeant
at the detention facility said
that one of the inmate's girlfriends
charged him with giving her HIV.
Name: Justin Pomeroy.
Do you think it's just a coincidence?
No, not really. You got an address?
Yeah, South Bronx.
We're headed there now.
Okay.
Listen to me.
No, I'm not a perfect man,
but I love my wife very much.
And I would never hurt her.
I would give anything to find her right now.
Okay.
Does the name Justin Pomeroy mean anything to you?
No.
Why?
Possibly he's the man that gave your wife HIV.
I haven't seen Megan.
Your girlfriend Emily says you have.
She filed a police report
claiming you willingly infected her with HIV.
And she found out from the pregnant woman who accosted you
in front of your apartment.
And I'm guessing that was Megan.
Yeah.
She came by a couple of days ago.
I'm guessing it was payback.
Hey, Meg.
How you been?
Hey!
POMEROY: Hey! Hey!
I should kill you for what you did, you bastard!
Get the hell out of here.
What's going on?
Does she know?
Did you infect her, too?
What?
Did he tell you that he's HIV positive?
What's she talking about?
Nothing. She's wacko.
I'm sorry to tell you this,
but you need to get yourself checked.
Next thing I know,
the cops came and arrested me.
So why'd you call Megan yesterday?
Because I was pissed that she ratted me out to Emily.
Well, can you blame her?
Come on, I don't hear anything for two years,
she comes by and wrecks my van...
Must have been the hormones.
Yeah, or maybe the fact that you gave her HIV.
MARTIN: So you never heard from her,
even after she found out she was positive?
No, I just got a form letter from the Department of Health
saying I should get tested.
All right, look, we're going to need to know
your whereabouts for the last couple of days.
DANNY: All right, thanks.
All right, so Justin Pomeroy's alibi checks out.
He was at work all day.
He can join the club.
We've got a witness who saw Brian
waiting at the coffee shop where he was supposed
to meet Jane Carlson,
and she's solid at a conference all day.
Well, we subpoenaed Megan's work computer.
She's been running Internet searches for HIV specialists.
Why would she do that? I thought
she already had one.
Maybe she wants a new one.
Last time I saw Mrs. Sullivan was two days ago.
Why was she here?
She was worried about some swelling around her neck.
So I did some tests. She came in for the results.
You were right to be concerned.
It's a good thing you came in when you did.
You have non-Hodgkin's lymphoma.
Last time I saw my doctor, my CD4 count was fine.
Yeah, which bodes well for your prognosis.
Your status does change, however,
from HIV positive to AIDS.
I can't believe this.
What about my baby?
Well, you can have the baby.
Start on the new meds and begin chemotherapy
as soon as you recover from the C-section.
How long do I have?
Well, we caught this early, and that's what matters.
The rest we take one step at a time.
Listen, Doctor... I'm going to have this baby soon.
I need to know how long I'm gonna be around
to take care of it.
Mrs. Sullivan...
I'm going to go on the Internet,
and I'm going to find out.
Please, tell me.
I tried explaining that any prognosis,
good or bad, is just averages.
Each person responds to treatments differently.
But she didn't want to hear that?
No.
What did you end up telling her?
Worse case scenario, with no compatible cocktail,
and if her body doesn't handle the chemo,
could be as little as six months.
Hey.
No suicide victims matching Megan's description
have come in to the morgue.
I still think we have to consider it an option.
Look, I don't think she would have risked her baby's life,
first of all, and second of all,
I think she was living to have this baby.
But with her worsening physical condition,
her mental state could have deteriorated.
That's why we have to consider it a possibility.
Fine.
Um, so, what?
I guess someone should tell her husband
about the lymphoma, unless he knows already.
I don't think he knows.
Well, do you want me to tell him?
No. I'll tell him.
She's dying?
The doctor wasn't that definitive.
But she's sick?
Or sicker.
Why didn't she tell me?
Maybe because she thought you'd react the same way
when she told you she had HIV.
I know I made a mistake,
but I have tried so hard to make it up to her.
Some things are hard to let go.
( clears throat ) Um, was there anything in her behavior,
did she do anything odd
that could be a result of the diagnosis?
Yeah, uh...
Maybe.
She, um... she decided to start a scrapbook.
The day we got into that fight, going over to her mom's house
to get some stuff from the attic.
Old photos, Meg's report card, a note she'd written in school.
She worked on it till about midnight.
I just figured she was nesting.
Are you ever coming to bed?
Sorry, I'm just working on my scrapbook.
Your dad had a real Tom Selleck thing going on,
didn't he?
He told me he kept it like that
'cause it would tickle my cheek when he'd kiss me good night.
When he'd get in late, the scratchy feel of it
would wake me up, and he'd give me a kiss
and tell me, "Go back to dreamland."
Sounds like a sweet guy.
I was barely six when he died.
I don't really remember much about him.
Well, didn't your mom ever talk about him?
I think his dying was hard on her.
( chuckles )
Look at you.
Even when you were little,
your smile crept up more on the right than on the left.
( chuckles lightly )
So what do you think?
You think the baby's will creep up on the left
to compensate?
You go back to bed.
I'm just going to finish this all up.
Okay.
Good night.
( kisses )
It's a girl.
Excuse me?
I called Dr. Barnes, got her to tell me.
The baby is a girl.
Girls are good.
Who's this other girl in the photograph?
Oh, that's Meg's sister, Linda.
I wasn't even aware that she had a sister.
Well, she left home right after their dad died.
Meg hasn't seen her for 20 years.
Wow, it's been a long time.
Do you have any idea where she is?
No.
Elena. Hola.
( speaking Spanish )
I found this inside the scrapbook.
All the numbers belong
to women named Linda Ryder,
so she's definitely looking for her sister.
Well, there can't be that many Linda Ryders
in the tristate area. ( phone ringing )
Taylor.
Yeah, I would love that.
Una pluma.
Mm-hmm.
Okay, great.
All right, thanks.
Listen to this: somebody picked up a refill
of Megan's HIV medication
at a pharmacy in Walden this morning.
Does that match any of your Linda Ryders?
En donde es?
Walden.
( typing )
I guess you found the sister.
Yep.
How can Megan be missing?
I put her on the bus back to the city
this afternoon.
What time did you drop her off?
We missed the first bus because we went
to the pharmacy, so she took the 1:00.
It would have gotten into Port Authority about 3:30.
She should be home by now.
I'm gonna call Port Authority Police.
Okay.
You know she's sick. Yeah.
Did you check the hospitals?
Yes, we did.
Now, obviously, we know
that she's going through a lot right now,
but was there anything that she said
that could explain why she didn't go home?
I think it might be about what I told her.
I'm so sorry, Megan,
for what you've had to go through.
When I first found out
I was HIV positive,
I felt my life was over.
Then, I realized that...
I didn't have to live every day like I was going to die.
Having a baby just made sense.
You know, I was healthy.
I was one of the lucky ones.
Everything would work out.
It still can.
I want my baby to know who I am...
what I was like.
When you were a kid?
( chuckling ): You were a pain in the ass.
( both laughing )
You used to sneak into my room
and steal my clothes all the time.
You sure you want me to tell them that?
( both laugh )
I didn't think you'd want to see me after all this time.
Of course.
I've always wanted to see you.
I sent you all those letters.
Really?
I didn't get any letters.
Oh, well, it doesn't matter.
It was a long time ago.
But I don't understand.
If you sent me letters, how come Mom didn't give them to me?
I don't know.
Linda, please.
Tell me.
I guess she was afraid I'd... tell you.
Tell me what?
The truth about Dad.
He didn't die, Megan.
He ran off with his secretary.
Mom didn't tell you because the truth was too painful.
She kept pretending that it didn't happen.
I just couldn't take it anymore.
That's why I left.
I guess it was just easier for her to never tell you.
My mom grew up in an orphanage,
so I get why she can't deal with people leaving her.
Maybe I should have been more sympathetic,
but Mom didn't make it easy.
Where does your father live?
He's in a nursing home outside Hartford.
Oh, he's sick?
Had a stroke four years ago.
So it wasn't a very easy night for Megan.
No.
SAMANTHA: Thank you.
Bye.
Clerk at Walden bus station
said Megan exchanged her ticket for one to Hartford.
Hartford, huh? I bet she's going to visit her dad.
Yeah. I'm going to call Elena, have her check it out.
Yeah, she was by earlier today,
arrived right after my shift started.
So did she get to see her father?
She spent about an hour with him.
By any chance, did you hear what they were talking about?
I was only in there a few minutes,
but she did most of the talking.
MEGAN: We've been married for two years,
and you're going to be a grandfather soon.
When I was... when I was little,
I... used to say my prayers at night,
and I would ask God to send messages to you,
like about things that were going on in my life.
Dad, I... I thought about you all the time.
Just wondering about, you know,
what it would have been like if you would have been around.
Just wondering if you were thinking about me
up there in heaven.
NURSE: Miss?
Sometimes if he's not too tired, he'll blink once
really slowly to say yes.
We missed out on so much, didn't we?
I came back later, she was gone.
Okay, do you know what time she left?
Well, she wasn't there
when I went around with medications around 3:00.
You know, this is a place
people come to say good-bye.
We don't get a lot of hellos.
DISPATCHER: Ma'am, just hold on.
Nobody at Port Authority saw anyone
matching Megan's description get off that bus.
I think I know why. NYPD just sent this over.
DISPATCHER: 911, what's your emergency?
MEGAN: I'm in labor.
You have to help me.
I'm trying to get to the hospital,
but I can't make it.
Oh, God, it hurts so bad.
DISPATCHER: All right, ma'am, what's your name?
MEGAN: Megan Sullivan.
Please, send someone quick.
DISPATCHER: What is your location, ma'am?
MEGAN: Staten Island.
But I can't see.
It's so dark around here.
I don't know where I am.
Wait a second.
Oh, my God.
DISPATCHER: Ma'am, just hold on.
MEGAN: Please.
DISPATCHER: Ma'am?
That's it. The call dies there.
When did it come in?
20 minutes ago.
Martin and Sam will be at the mother's house in five minutes.
DANNY: Wait, look at this.
Two years before Megan's father left,
her mother was institutionalized.
ELENA: Well, I've checked all the hospitals
in Staten Island, and Megan
didn't get into any of them, at least not yet.
All right, so she's going to need a C-section
so that she doesn't give the baby HIV.
I think we should set up
a grid search
from her last point of contact.
All right, I'm on it.
VIVIAN: Good.
Mrs. Ryder, FBI.
Hello?
Mrs. Ryder?
Mrs. Ryder.
Mrs...
Mrs. Ryder, where's Megan?
I'm going to take a look around.
Mrs. Ryder.
Catherine.
I need you to look at me.
Where's Megan?
She's at the hospital
having a baby.
No, she isn't. She didn't make it
to the hospital.
Do you know where she is?
No.
She's not here.
Catherine.
Did you do something...
to Megan?
I would never hurt Megan.
She's my whole world.
Oh.
I have been worried sick about you.
You know the FBI is looking for you.
I'm fine. Well, we need to call them.
I saw Linda.
She told me what really happened with Dad.
Oh, you shouldn't listen to your sister.
He didn't die.
Well, um...
your father really loved you girls very much,
and I wanted you to have good memories.
How about reality, Mom?
Don't lecture me about reality, Megan.
All I've ever done is try to protect you.
From what?
The truth?
That Dad left you
for his secretary?
That you ran Dad
and Linda away just like you're doing with my husband?!
Your husband cheated on you.
And I am trying to forgive him, but you won't let me forget!
He does not deserve your forgiveness.
Yeah, he does.
But you know, I...
I don't know if you do.
I've had enough of this.
No, no, no, no, no.
You are going to listen to me.
I have lymphoma.
What are you saying?
Who told you this?
A doctor.
Well, he doesn't know what he's talking about,
because you're gonna be just fine.
We are all going to be fine.
Stop for once! Can you stop pretending
that everything is going to be fine?!
I'm not going to have this conversation.
Then you know what?! I don't want you
in my life!
And I don't want you in this baby's life!
You do not know what you're saying.
Good-bye, Mom.
Oh... Oh, damn it. Oh, sweetheart.
Stay away from me!
Just let me help you.
Stop!
( groans )
She just grabbed my car keys and left.
What kind of car do you drive?
A Caprice wagon.
What color?
Blue.
I would have taken care of her.
DANNY: What's your location?
We're heading down Sycamore.
All right, make a right on Ilene.
PD has everything south of you.
They have a chopper on the way.
All right, copy that.
Here we go.
Okay, I think we got her.
700 block of Ilene.
Megan, I'm Martin with the FBI.
How you doing? You okay?
I need to get to a hospital. I know, I know.
Should we get her in the cruiser?
I don't think we should move her.
I'll follow you, okay? Special Agent Spade again.
Megan, can you scoot over real slowly?
Take it easy. I'm going to be escorting a blue Caprice.
SAMANTHA: Repeat, a blue Caprice.
MARTIN: Hang in there.
We're gonna get you to the hospital.
( crying )
Hey, Mr. Sullivan.
They did the C-section.
Your baby is gonna be okay.
How's Meg?
Doctor said that under the circumstances, she's doing fine.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
What are you standing around here for?
Get in there.
Hey.
Maybe they'll name the baby after you.
Mm.
Sam Spade Sullivan?
That seems cruel.
Or, uh, Little Jackie might work.
Yeah, I like that, Little Jackie Sullivan.