Oh, man.
It's you and her now, huh?
I trusted you, Danny.
It's going to come back to you, man.
Sophie's been kidnapped.
Oh, my God!
Let me go.
It's Carlos.
Where's my daughter?
You cannot resort
to these cowboy tactics. You set us back.
I guess that bitch talk doesn't fly right today, right?
Danny, do not take the shot.
I'm sorry I make you that angry.
You broke my heart.
You hear me?
Do not take the shot.
Come on. Let's go.
*
(brakes squealing)
Are you crazy?
Lady, are you okay?
I'm fine. Go, please.
Take the Westside Highway uptown.
Back up.
Don't move.
You can have all my money.
Please, help me!
No!
I e-mailed it to Lucy.
Hopefully, she can get a plate number.
Cabbie get a look at the gunman?
Yeah. African American, six feet, bald.
But I'm having the sketch artist work up a composite
of our missing person first.
Anything that might help us figure out who she is?
Homeless guy saw her talking on a pay phone down the street,
so I'm running the records.
ERT is checking for prints on the phone and the cab.
Not much to go on, huh? No. Hey, Sarah?
Can we show Agent Johnson that paper? Sure.
This was in her sweater that she left in the cab.
Looks like the Eye of Ra,
Egyptian symbol of protection.
You know, there's a lot of exclusive clubs
in the neighborhood. Could be a passkey.
Yeah. Could be a date gone wrong, sexual assault.
So much for an eye of protection.
MAN: I didn't see her
until she jumped in front of my cab.
I could have killed her.
When the gunman grabbed her out of the car,
did he call her by name or say anything
that might help us figure out who she is?
No, I-I'm sorry.
Sumanir, you told the police that tonight was the first time
you'd ever seen this woman?
Yes. Because we ran the records
from a pay phone that she was seen using,
and she placed a call to your cell phone.
How'd she get your number?
I do some work off the books.
If my boss finds out about it, he'll fire me.
Hard to get a new job from jail.
I picked her up yesterday.
You like pizza?
Excuse me?
My son, he just discovered
American pizza.
So I want to know where I can find the best.
He's very handsome.
Thank you.
Me and my wife, we come here so we can raise him
like an American.
But it's not easy.
He sees what all these kids have,
you know, the cell phone
and this iPod.
I tell him he needs to work for it.
He misunderstands "land of the free."
(chuckling)
If you ever want another ride,
call me at this number.
I'll come extra fast, and I'll give you a better rate.
Okay? Thanks.
I don't know if it's the best,
but I like the pizza at Nicky's on 102nd.
Thank you.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth.
Please, if there's any way we can keep this a secret.
We'll see what we can do.
But first, you need to tell us where you picked her up
and where you dropped her off.
Uh... I picked her up
at the corner of 50th and Lexington
and dropped her off at Tompkins Square Park.
So when Agent Delgado left the FBI offices,
did you know she was going to attack Detective Kwan
and bring him in to the FBI at gunpoint?
She did not bring him in at gunpoint.
She pulled a gun on him.
Detective Kwan realized that he was compromising
our search for Sophie Delgado.
He came to the FBI voluntarily.
After Agent Delgado pulled a gun on him
and tried to force him
to reveal the defendant's whereabouts, which, incidentally,
he didn't know. Objection.
Sustained.
Agent Malone, on March 4, 2007,
did you instruct Special Agent Vivian Johnson to tell Ray Sykes
that Sophie Delgado was dead in order
to get him to confess to kidnapping her?
Agent Johnson
used completely legal means to extract
a confession from a suspect.
So I guess the answer is yes.
Your Honor, I would like to call these witnesses
from Agent Malone's other cases, in order
to substantiate a pattern
of deceptive behavior, that goes far beyond my client's case.
If she knew she was going to call additional witnesses,
my office should have been notified.
I didn't know it until just now, when Agent Malone admitted
to lying, cheating, I don't know, stealing...
Objection! under cover of his authority
as an agent of the US government. Your Honor, this goes far beyond...
Enough! Approach the bench.
She might be barking up the wrong tree,
but I have no interest in being overturned on appeal.
I want your motions for and against
on my desk in the morning.
Until then, the witness is dismissed
and court is adjourned. (gavel bangs)
The judge will give me a continuance
to prepare for new witnesses,
but I think the damage may already be done.
Okay, but even without Kwan's testimony,
you still have a conviction on the kidnapping charge, right?
Not if his attorney convinces the jury
that you would have done anything to find Sophie.
We would have.
I'll call you after I talk to my boss.
All right, Lucy got the first
two letters off the Lexus's license plates: "C-G."
Okay, I'll start cross-referencing
vehicle registrations.
Was ERT able to pull any prints?
Yeah, between the cab and the pay phone, 28 sets.
28? Great, that's going to keep us busy.
What's this?
This is the cab ride our missing person took
the day before she disappeared.
She was dropped off here in front
of a battered women's shelter, so she may have been staying there.
You know, the kidnapper could be a pissed-off husband. (cell phone ringing)
Yeah. Fitzgerald.
Yeah, what's up?
Oh, no, that's great. Thanks.
Delivery guy from Nicky's Pizza recognized our missing person.
He says her name is Teri and he remembers an address.
Great.
She works nights,
telemarketing for a credit card company, I think.
Geez, I hope nothing bad's happened to her.
Does Ms. Long have a daughter?
Jennifer.
Would you mind checking the bedroom?
What about the father?
I've never seen him around. They're divorced.
Wouldn't happen to know where the daughter goes to school?
No, I'm not sure.
Okay, I'll see you on the way out.
(door closes)
Jack.
Hmm?
I found it in the mom's dresser.
Should get that downtown to forensics.
Thought you could use a little pick-me-up.
Well, thank you.
You want to talk?
Mmm. Where are we on the case?
Well, we were finally able to ID her.
Her name is Teri Long, she's 34, single,
and she has a daughter that we're trying to track down at school.
NYPD narcotics identified the symbol.
It's used by a dealer,
Dane Hopkins.
Now, he and his associates
traffic meth, weed, coke and pharmies.
One-stop shopping.
Doesn't this guy look a lot like our gunman?
Ebony and Ivory, what's up?
Why don't you start by telling us what you did with Teri Long?
Never heard of her.
Really? Because we found the same drugs
in her apartment that the cops found on you.
You want to charge me with possession, be my guest.
All right, let's make a deal.
You don't have anything I want.
I don't know about that.
Right now, Dane's got you riding sidecar.
Don't you want to be behind the wheel?
MARTIN: Listen, Frank, we're not looking
to make some penny-ante drug deal here.
Waste of our time.
Just tell us why Dane made you grab her,
and we'll work something out. Simple as that.
Yeah, I remember.
She was harassing people outside the club where Dane deals.
Scaring people away because they thought she was a narc.
Dane got wind of it, had me bring her in.
(women laughing)
Party's over.
Let's go!
So, this is the lady that's been screwing with my business
the last two nights.
Just tell me where my daughter is.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I went to her school.
Her friend says that she buys pot from that club.
I've never seen her before.
Does she owe you money? What did you do to her?
Nothing.
I won't stop until you tell me what you did to her.
(Teri shrieks)
(grunts)
You should leave.
I want my daughter!
She wouldn't stop.
Had it in her head that Dane made her girl disappear.
Did he?
I wouldn't put it past him.
What about Teri?
Dane didn't know what to do.
He told me to watch her, and he left.
When he came back a few hours later,
he said he'd made arrangements.
What arrangements?
Getting rid of her.
Where'd they go?
To a condemned building off the Merrick.
(tires squealing)
(siren wailing)
Freeze, FBI!
Put your hands in the air!
Come down!
Get down! Get down!
Turn around!
I've got Teri Long!
Okay.
Where's Jennifer Long?
I got no idea. Really?
Is that why you were trying to kill her mother, just for fun?
I already told her, I never seen her daughter.
She's a 13-year-old girl that you've been selling drugs to.
Now, you want to help yourself, you help me.
Wallet's in my back pocket.
My lawyer's card is inside.
Be gentle.
I will be.
Okay.
(exhales loudly)
I'm going to need to ask you a few questions, okay?
All right, when was the last time you saw your daughter?
Three days ago. Where?
At our house.
(TV playing)
How was school?
Fine.
And the test you had in fifth period?
Good.
WOMAN (on TV): What would make me feel better
is if your mother hadn't started the fight with Sharon,
and then my mom might feel...
(turns TV off)
(sighing)
I was just at school.
Finally got the check for selling the car,
and I thought we could celebrate
and go to a movie, only you weren't there.
I had a free period.
Me and some friends went off campus,
and then I came home.
I talked to your principal, and he showed me these.
Am I supposed to know what they are?
Notes
excusing you from school that I apparently wrote.
Are you smoking pot again?
Is that where you've been?
I don't get high anymore.
Then explain this to me.
You wouldn't understand.
(sighs)
Jenny, I know how painful it's been
with everything that's happened between me and your dad.
You have no idea what it's been like.
It's been hard on me, too,
but I am trying to make this work.
Well, I'm sick of trying.
Okay? I wish you'd just leave me alone.
(door closes)
I had a... a late night shift,
so I had to go to work,
and I thought by the time I got back, she'd be home.
What happened with her father?
He walked out on us two years ago.
I've had to work double shifts ever since.
(voice breaking): And it hasn't been easy on Jen.
Do you think it's possible
that she went to try and see her father?
They don't get along.
Besides, he's on some oil platform
in the Gulf of Mexico.
Why didn't you call the police when your daughter went missing?
I did. Jen ran away from home three weeks ago.
It was only for a day, but this time the police said
I had to wait 48 hours
before they'd file a report.
Right. Okay, the first time
she ran away, do you remember where she went?
Tompkins Square Park.
I already went and looked, but no one had seen her.
Don't worry.
We're going to find your daughter.
Let's get you into the ambulance, okay?
There was no sign of Jennifer in the condemned building.
Well, Dane Hopkins still denies that he did something to her,
and I can't find anything to contradict him, so...
All right. You know, I went to Jennifer's school,
played a little Hippie Sticks with the burnouts.
Apparently, she stopped hanging out with them three weeks ago,
and that was around the first time she ran away.
Maybe she was telling her mom the truth about not smoking pot.
Hey, look, you know, pot is a gateway drug.
Maybe she moved on to the harder stuff
with people out of the school.
Hey, Lucy just pulled a bunch
of MapQuest searches from the kid's computer.
Where was she looking to go?
Residential addresses in the tristate.
Danny and I are going to split up.
We're going to go check it out.
All right. Hmm.
Yeah.
Yeah, I've seen her.
She and this other wacko came by last week.
What do you mean by wacko?
I mean, she was spouting some mumbo jumbo about a church.
Look, I'm not making any donations.
If you need a signature for a petition,
we can talk about it.
I'm not looking for any money.
My name is Jennifer.
I'm from the Church of Restored Beginnings.
I'd like to discuss how we can help
strengthen your relationship with God
and give you a more happy and fulfilling life.
Sweetheart, I already have my own version of happiness.
It's called divorce.
Wait. The church can help you.
It helped me.
Ever since I joined, my life's completely turned around.
What are you, like, 12?
Look, you're wasting your time.
Okay?
Maybe I could come in just for a glass of water?
No. I'm sorry.
You did very well.
You know what we're going to do?
He talked to her for a couple of minutes.
He really seemed to have her under his spell.
Then they went next door.
What was the name of the church again?
The Church of Restored Beginnings.
All right. Thanks for your help.
Your Honor, the State of New York
would like to dismiss the charges
against Carlos Aguilar without prejudice
and reserve the right to refile
at a later date. JUDGE: The defendant
will be released and his bail is ordered
set aside or returned.
Thank you, Your Honor.
I would remind Mr. Aguilar that
there's a restraining order in effect.
Once he leaves this courtroom,
he's not to be closer than 300 yards
to his daughter or her mother.
Of course.
I would like to hear him say it.
I understand, Your Honor.
It won't be a problem.
It better not be.
Case dismissed.
I'm sorry, Jack.
I messed up.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, come on, it's not your fault.
It's your child.
I would have done the same thing.
Hmm.
JACK: Listen, why don't you get out of here, okay?
Just go, go.
Spare a minute?
Agent Malone.
I just want to remind you
that I stopped my agents from killing you.
Yeah, I'm sure that was hard.
Don't make me regret it.
Church of Restored Beginnings operates
out of a storefront in Tompkins Square.
Well, we know she's been there before.
It's a good bet
that's where she hooked up with these guys.
Minister Gary Sedgwick.
Yeah, he's the man
that she's been going door to door with.
Pat Robertson or David Koresh?
A little bit of both, actually.
They do have a practice that's potentially dangerous.
It's called ascension.
It's where a follower goes into the woods alone
and fasts for a week.
Yeah, with Jennifer's home life, it'd make sense
that she'd be a prime target for this nut job.
Yeah. Do we know where he is?
Not yet. NYPD has picked up another runaway, though,
at the church,
and Child Protective Services are bringing him in.
All right, bye. Thanks.
Okay, guys, I got a new wrinkle
on the Church of Restored Beginnings.
Apparently, three of the houses
that Jen did a MapQuest search on were robbed last week.
I'm Agent Johnson. This is Agent Malone.
Christy Donovan.
Yeah. Nice to meet you.
What are you listening to?
Uh, Panic! At the Disco.
Oh, my kids listen to that.
That's cool.
Todd, we're looking for a girl
from your church, Jennifer Long?
I don't know anybody by that name.
Well, do you recognize her?
Yeah, I do.
Yeah, she's been around a couple times.
When was the last time you saw her?
I don't remember.
Todd, we're aware of the scam
that the church runs involving burglaries.
Do you think that has anything to do with her disappearance?
Todd, you need to tell the truth.
I heard about something that happened a couple days ago.
From this other kid Henry.
He works on the same route as Jen.
No one's home.
Good. As the stuff comes out, we'll leave it on the lawn.
You move it to the truck.
I don't want to go inside this time.
Oh, but I need you to show me the lay of the land.
(high-pitched screaming)
(gunshots)
(engine starting)
(tires squealing)
The owner must have been asleep.
Well, did your friend see what happened
to Sedgewick and Jennifer?
No, no, he just hauled ass out of there.
I mean, he thought he was going to get shot.
And you haven't seen her since?
No. What about Sedgewick?
Uh, the next day, he said
that Jen had quit the church and wasn't coming back.
How did Jen even get involved with all of this?
Well, they target runaways, and we're thinking
that they came across her about three weeks ago.
Can I see the pamphlet from the church?
Sure.
"Find strength in a community of love.
A family for those who haven't found one yet."
Well, who wouldn't want that?
And of course these kids are more vulnerable
because they're estranged from their families.
Estranged? That's a nice way of saying
my daughter didn't feel like I loved her.
I'm, uh, I'm not making any personal judgments.
I just want to help you find your daughter, okay?
Can you think of any reasons why she would be...
open to these people?
Well... she has a lot of reasons to want a better family.
You think I wouldn't find out?! Huh? (screams)
I don't know who you're talking about.
In front of the drugstore during my afternoon delivery,
I saw you talking to him.
Lou, I was running errands. If I talked to someone,
it was probably just because they wanted directions or something.
Daddy, stop it.
Go back to your room.
She didn't do anything. Jenny, sweetie, it's okay, baby.
Just listen to your dad.
Lou, I promise, it'll never happen again, okay?
LOU: You're damn right. Nobody's gonna want
to look at you after I'm through.
Daddy, stop it. I mean it.
The both of you are going to be sorry
you got out of bed this morning.
No. No, Lou...!
(Lou grunts)
(belt drops to floor)
Little bitch.
Call 911.
(panting): Jenny, call 911.
He didn't want anyone to know how it happened,
so he lied to the paramedics.
And when he got out of the hospital, he left town.
You told me he just walked out.
Well, I was ashamed of the truth.
We were her parents.
We were supposed to take care of her.
I was supposed to take care of her.
No, because she should hear it from me, Mom.
Just keep telling her that you don't know.
Exactly. Just say that you couldn't get in touch with me.
Please. Okay?
Okay, bye.
(sighs)
What's going on?
My mom just picked up Sophie from school, and she knows
that today is the court date, and so you can imagine
she's asking what happened.
Ay, Danny, I feel so bad, because she keeps having
nightmares about Carlos taking her again.
I mean, how am I gonna tell my... my own daughter that
because of something I did, this guy is going to go free?
I don't know.
Hmm.
You want to come over tonight?
I know it's going to make her smile and... and feel safer.
Yeah, how about you?
Me, too.
Okay, I'll come over.
Okay. (phone ringing)
Taylor.
Really? Okay.
Okay. No, thanks.
Bye.
Gary Sedgewick went back to the church.
They're bringing him in.
You know, I have the constitutional right
to pursue the religion of my choosing.
Yeah, you look like a really spiritual guy.
You should spend some time with us.
You'll see that a restored beginning is possible...
Save it for the marks.
You know, it's easy to start again when you have, uh,
somebody else's 36-inch flat-screen television,
when you have a one-and-a-half-carat diamond ring,
when you have $1,800 in cash.
I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.
Yeah, well, the victims say that they let
your followers into their homes a couple of days
before they were robbed.
Like her?
Witness says that she was shot at a robbery,
and you were there. Now if she went down
in the house, the homeowner would have called someone.
So either you got her out, and you didn't get her help,
or you did something to her
because you thought she was going to talk.
I don't know where she is.
JACK: We have three counts of robbery
so far, abuse to a minor, lying to a federal officer--
we're at 15 years and counting.
Unless?
Unless you tell us something that we don't know
that helps us find her.
Well, she didn't get shot that night.
We got lucky; the guy missed both of us.
The worst thing that happened to Jen
was she sprained her ankle when we ran.
Are you sure your mother's not coming home?
I told you, she's at work.
She won't be home for another couple hours.
All right.
You know, you should tell everybody
that you, uh... you twisted your ankle on a curb.
I will. All right.
It was dark. You tripped.
I won't say what happened.
(sighs)
Why do we do it?
Do what?
Go into people's houses, take their stuff.
People use material objects to fill a spiritual void.
Now we use what we take to spread
the word of the church to make people whole again.
To build a community of love.
Yeah.
You didn't even ask me about my ankle.
Yeah, that's a big surprise.
Todd?
I wasn't thinking. I...
I'm sorry, Jen.
How's your ankle?
Don't worry, Gary. Why don't you go?
I'll make sure she's okay, and we'll see you tomorrow.
And I left.
And that's the last I saw of her.
What was Todd doing there?
He was just a kid I brought along for the job.
He said that was a boy named Henry.
Henry quit a year ago.
Well, do me a favor, if you find him,
don't let him get away again, okay? Thanks.
All right, that was CPS.
They put Todd in a group home, and 20 minutes later
he managed to run away. Do we have any history on where he might go?
No, I ran him through the system.
His name, address, all bogus.
He might be with Jennifer.
It's possible.
You know, we're getting real good
at letting people walk away, Jack.
Why don't you go and talk to the other cult kids
and see if you can find out his real name?
Jack...
I've got his prints.
(beeping)
Yahtzee.
I beg your pardon?
We've got a match.
His name's Bradley Foster.
(whispers): Bradley Fos...
Okay, armed robbery, battery...
Wait a minute. Lewd acts with a minor.
Okay, well, the good news is
he has an address and a Chrysler we can put an APB on.
What's the bad news?
According to his driver's license, he's 26 years old.
Clear.
Any sign she was here?
No, but there's a lifetime supply of Nair in the bathroom.
Keeping his 5:00 shadow at bay must have been a full-time job.
(electronic whirring)
What's that?
(mutters)
What is that?
That's her.
From when she was last seen, she could be down there
for three days without food or water.
Well, I called Sedgewick, and he had no idea
that Todd was an adult, but that he'd been
a member of the church for two years.
Pretty good hunting ground for a predator looking to take advantage of kids.
(phone ringing)
Hey, Sam, what's up?
a mirror site in Eastern Europe.
How long till we can get to the source?
Maybe another hour. This guy's on to us.
He could be heading there right now to kill her.
Hey, hang on a second, all right?
Looks stalker-like. What do you think, another victim?
I don't know. She's a bit mature for his taste.
You know what, I'm gonna take these back to the office
and see if I can get an ID. Okay.
Hey, I'm back.
So what do you need me to do?
Just make sure the connection stays open.
Yeah, I will.
Hey, we got a hit on Brad Foster's car.
DANNY: 7811 to 9033, cover the back of the diner.
We need this guy to lead us to the girl.
AGENT: 9033, copy that.
Remember those photos
we found in Foster's apartment of that girl?
Yeah.
I think that diner's a match.
You're right. I'm going to text Viv.
(sighs)
You want to talk about what happened to Carlos?
Why?
The guy walked, that's it.
And what?
And if you would have let me take a shot at Carlos...
Sophia and Elena wouldn't be in danger right now.
That's what.
You know what? I saved your ass.
If I'd let you take that shot,
you'd be in the middle of an OPR investigation
that would end your career.
Jack, I'd rather be doing security at a mall
and know they're safe.
Okay, fine, next time you see Carlos, shoot him.
You know, I'm starting to get it.
The only one around here who can bend the rules
is Jack Malone, right?
Look, if you don't like my decisions,
why don't you take an application out at the mall?
What the hell
is he doing here?
I don't know, 'cause the APB had a no-approach alert.
He's going to screw this whole thing up
over a busted taillight?
See if you can get him out of here.
This is 7811.
Please connect me to NYPD dispatch.
WOMAN (over radio): Putting you through.
Come on. Just write him a ticket.
Go.
(gunshot)
FBI!
He's dead.
Great, that's just perfect.
(train horn blowing)
(indistinct radio transmission)
(siren chirps)
You still don't know where they are?
Do you know where the feed is?
SAMANTHA: He was either a computer genius or he had help.
The trail dead ends
at a bank in Virginia.
We think someone built a Trojan horse into the system
so they could use the bank's data links.
Hang on a second.
I didn't find anything on the girl,
but I did find these keys.
This one's for the Chrysler
and this one looks like it opens a padlock.
Samantha,
are there any public storage units around here?
Uh, let me check.
(train horn blaring over speaker)
Hey, Jack, how close is that train?
(train horn blowing)
It's about 400 yards.
Okay, I think that train is driving by her right now.
It's blocking the light.
I think Brad was on his way to see her.
6:30, the sun is going down.
I'd say she's east of the tracks.
Okay, thanks.
(train horn blowing)
(water hissing)
Get the paramedics down here right now.
Jennifer.
Jennifer?
No.
Get away.
No, no, no, it's okay, it's okay.
Listen, my name is Jack, all right?
I'm a policeman, okay, and I'm here to help you.
He's coming back.
Who's coming back?
Todd.
I don't want to be here when my mom comes home.
No, he's not coming back, honey.
He always comes back.
Trust me.
He's never coming back.
I just want to help you, okay?
Please.
Come on.
Listen, Danny,
I want to talk about what happened in the car.
I think we've talked enough.
(distant siren wailing)
How are you?
Well, that should be an easy question to answer.
Hey, listen, did we ever get any traction on this girl?
Now, a girl matching her description works
at the diner where Foster was shot.
She was running errands when I called,
but I left a message asking for her to call me back.
Yeah, well, she might have been the next victim.
Then she got lucky.
Yeah.
What's up?
Nothing.
Nothing that a good bourbon wouldn't fix.
Gwen's?
I'll meet you in a half an hour.
I got to stop at my apartment and pick something up first.
All right.
(footfalls approaching)
Jack Malone.
Did you find someone and save the day?
Oh, don't worry, man. I'm not packing.
I am.
What are you doing here?
I can't be near my daughter.
I can't be near her mother.
There's not a lot of places in this city I'm allowed to be.
Then, I would take the hint and move.
(laughs quietly)
I might have to.
You know, with no job, it's been hard keeping up with the rent.
I guess.
Anything else you want?
Yeah.
I want you to know I'm not going away that easy.
I had a rash like that once.
Yeah.
Catch up with you later.
Oh, you bet.
Angela. Yeah?
I forgot to give this to you.
Some lady from the FBI called.
She wanted to talk to you.
About what? Probably that guy
that got shot. I don't know,
but she wants you to call back.
All right, thanks.
Good night. Good night.
(tires screeching)
(brakes squealing)