Did we check with the scheduling nurse?
She said she'd be done with rounds at 3:30.
Yeah, well, that's hospital time.
Add two hours, you get the truth.
Grande Burrito Combo?
Angioplasty?
Why the guilt?
Hey, I need a producer, not a heart attack victim.
There he is.
Dr. Williams, may we have a word?
I told you people
I've got nothing to say.
You have nothing to say about McKay Williams?
What about Lakesha Turner?
They both died waiting for treatment in your ER. No comment.
What about doctors billing the city for overtime,
when they're off on
expensive Caribbean vacations?
You know what?
You people are scum.
We're not killing people, Doctor, you are.
Hey... Hey!
I think we're done here.
I wonder how he really feels.
We okay here?
The lens is toast,
but the tape is fine.
We bust ass back to the station,
we can make the 6:00.
Uh, you guys go ahead. I'll catch up with you later.
I have a couple errands to run.
Don't want to see it before we air?
No, I trust you.
How about a drink after?
I'll, I'll call you.
Come on, let's go.
MARTIN: Her name is Christine Woods,
42, lives in the city.
She was a reporter.
Last seen working on an exposé over at Harper Memorial.
I think I saw something about it on the news.
Right. She claims that she was trying to improve conditions,
but it snowballed, and now they're about to lose their medical accreditation.
So instead of getting bad care, the patients get no care at all.
Exactly.
And she's getting no love from the hospital staff.
Where is he?
Philly, he's a kidney specialist.
He says he drove straight there to do a transplant operation,
but he's not our only suspect.
We've got a list coming over from the station
of people who confronted Christine over the story.
And who do we have here?
Mostly doctors,
but there's a few nurses and patients mixed in.
Whatever happened to "Do no harm"?
We're not killing people, Doctor, you are.
I'd say you've got your culprit right there.
You saw how he reacted.
He looks violent to me.
If you shoved a camera in my face like that,
I'd do exactly the same thing.
Well, Christine does what it takes to make them talk.
Sometimes she crosses the line.
Well, isn't that the job description?
Not for me, but, uh, Christine doesn't care about
collateral damage if it means getting the story.
Lately I think it's been getting to her.
So we've got the 10:00
with the Coalition of Concerned Clergy
and then lunch with the nurse's union.
Shouldn't these people be meeting with the mayor?
The mayor can't buy time on the 6:00 news,
but you're there every night, rain or shine.
Oh, is this a backhanded jab on my social life?
What's backhanded?
Everybody knows you have no life.
Hey, news bitch!
What the hell?
You trying to kill my son?
Oh, so you can get your little news story!
We're all done! Hold on, hold on.
Ma'am, I'm sorry...
Don't ma'am me.
He's got leukemia.
The county says the nearest treatment center
will be 40 miles away.
That's three bus transfers.
How's he supposed to get there by himself?
He's 13 years old.
I was just trying to get better care for the patients.
By closing down a hospital?
That's a hell of a way to do it.
My son's name is Orlando.
When you clean your nice car, think of him.
The whole thing hit Christine hard after what she went through
with her own son.
And what was that?
The kid's name was Davis.
He died doing volunteer work in Guatemala.
He was hitchhiking when the truck he was riding in
crashed in a mountain pass.
His body was never found.
When was this?
It was a year ago.
He was only 22.
It was like Christine became a different person after that.
She quit her big network gig,
came to the local.
Said she just wanted to focus on stories and not her career.
Where was she going after she left the hospital?
Well, I can't say for sure,
but I think she has an inside source on this story.
Every time she had an errand, she came back with information.
I don't suppose you'd be, uh,
willing to tell us who this source is?
I wish I knew,
but you can try and ask her researcher.
She works out of Christine's house.
What's her name?
Teresa.
Okay, thank you.
Her source? I'm not sure what that means.
Well, the person who gave her information for the story.
Do you know who that is?
No.
Well, did she ever mention the woman
who attacked her in the street?
I'm sorry?
I barely worked on this hospital story.
Just mostly filing and organizing.
Ms. Solez, where do you live?
In my cousin's apartment in Flatbush.
And how long have you worked with Christine?
A little over a year.
Davis and I were volunteers in Guatemala.
He was my boyfriend.
When he died, I came to the States.
Christine sponsored me and gave me a job right away.
Must have been very hard for the both of you.
It's just the way that it is.
People are here one minute and then they're not.
And you never heard from her the night she went missing?
No.
I didn't know anything was wrong
until the police called me the next day.
I, uh... I found this in the guest room,
along with your clothes I'm assuming.
How long you've been living here?
Please, don't send me back.
Why would we do that?
I told Christine not to lie. Please.
Okay, okay, hold on.
Why didn't you tell us
you live here?
I told the INS I was staying with my cousin.
And then her mother came back from Guatemala,
so Christine said I could stay here.
I promise, I will move back to my cousin's.
Please don't send me back.
First off, we're FBI, we're not INS.
No one can deport you for moving.
But I would like to hear more about this research job.
Christine said that I needed a job for my work visa.
So, she signed my INS papers.
It's not a real job.
Where were you the night she went missing? Here.
I made dinner for us, but she never came home.
I was online, messaging my friends
from Guatemala.
Please, I don't want any trouble.
Then you need to be honest with us. Do you understand me?
Yes.
We believe that she was trying to see her source
the night she went missing.
So I'm going to ask you again.
Do you knowwho that is?
No.
But I think they called here the other night.
Teresa?
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no, no, honey.
No, stay inside.
Teresa, can you hear me
Where am I?
You're home.
You're sleepwalking again, honey.
I was dreaming.
I was looking for Davis.
I couldn't see him.
He was calling for me.
He was, like, here.
It's okay.
I know.
After Davis died, I dreamed about him for months.
I am so sorry.
You let me stay here; I keep doing this to you.
No, no, no, it's not a problem.
You don't have to apologize.
You just go back to bed and get some sleep.
I'll see you in the morning, okay?
All right.
Oh, I have to get that.
Yeah?
Yeah, I can meet you in half an hour.
Hold on a sec.
Good night.
I went to bed and I heard her leave a couple minutes later.
Did she say where she was going?
I don't know.
I just figured it was private.
And what time was that?
Uh... around 3:30 in the morning.
The 3:30 call came from a pay phone in Washington Heights.
And then I got one, two, three, four,
eight other late-night pay phone calls to her house
in the last three weeks.
So why does her source want her dead?
Well, maybe he got cold feet.
If you can't kill the story, kill the reporter.
I think we're talking about a doctor,
because every time she writes about a problem at the hospital,
it's in medical terms.
Let's look for a doctor who lives in Washington Heights.
You got a zip for that pay phone?
Yep, 10032.
Whoa.
What's the medical term for "pissed
Can I ask what this is all about?
We're looking for Christine Woods.
Well, I told your other agents
that any further questions should be directed to my office.
Doctor, this isn't a conversation
you want to have at the hospital.
I don't think I understand.
We believe that you are the source
of Christine's hospital story.
So, I'm sure you can appreciate
us having this conversation in private.
And I think that you're mistaken.
You had more than enough time to kill Christine,
dump the body, and make it back to Philly that night.
: This is ludicrous.
If you're a murder suspect,
your life as you know it is over.
But if you're the source of the story...
...then it stays in this room.
Why did Christine confront you the other night?
To protect me.
From what? From anybody
finding out that I was her source.
Christine had a sudden change of heart.
What? What do you mean, you're quitting?
Do you realize
what I'm risking by being here? I know. I just...
I just need a break. Break?
No, you can't take a break.
This isn't some grad school thesis.
Patients are dying.
I'm well aware of that.
Let me be very clear-- I'm not about to risk
my family's well-being because you're caving in
to pressures that I warned you about when we began!
This isn't about the pressure.
It's personal.
And it's important.
She said a man approached her the night before.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay-- please don't yell.
My name is Juan. I'm not here to hurt you.
I know your son Davis.
He's alive.
Are you gonna scream?
: No.
Davis made me promise to find you.
What are you talking about?
We were in prison together.
Where?
I have to go. I'm sorry. No!
No, where's my son? I have to go!
You can find me here.
So we came up with this stunt exposé
to give me a cover until she finished dealing with her son.
That was the last time I saw her.
That's a nice story.
But you have a lot riding on the line.
Why should I believe you?
Because I got kids of my own,
and if any one of them were dying in a prison,
I'd do anything in my power to get them out of there.
Wouldn't you?
We checked Christine's phone records--
she didn't call Guatemala
after she found out that Davis was alive.
Did she mention anything to you?
No.
Who said he was alive?
He identified himself as... Juan.
Did Davis have any friends by that name?
No.
Is it true?
Is he in prison?
Well, not according to the State Department.
Now, was Davis involved
in any political activities down there?
Davis wasn't involved in politics.
But that doesn't mean that he didn't have his opinion.
Where were you born, Teresa?
In Ciudad de Guatemala.
My father is an English professor
at the university there. Oh, that explains
your wonderful English.
: Oh, I don't know about that.
Consider it a blessing-- otherwise my mom
might try to use her Spanish on you.
You raise them from diapers, and still no gratitude.
My mother says the same thing.
I'm sorry I'm late-- traffic was a nightmare.
Richard! This is my son, Davis.
Hi, Davis. Hi.
His friend, Teresa Solez.
Hola. Teresa.
Richard and I dated in college.
Since he's the only soul I know here in Guatemala,
I figured you two should get to know each other.
How are you?
Well, other than the cabdriver now being able to afford
a beach villa off my fare, I'm fantastic.
Richard's working
with the Guatemalan government.
Uh, helping with what?
Tropical fashion?
Uh, yes-- uh, that and crop diversification.
And, uh, what exactly does that mean?
It's pretty much like it sounds--
helping the local ag industry better adapt to a global market.
Oh. Uh, nice way of saying
that you're curtailing poppy production,
which is the only cash crop for impoverished farmers. Davis.
Oh, no, no. It's okay.
I'm always up for a healthy debate.
If you're talking about reducing the manufacture of heroin, yeah.
But that's not all we're doing.
Ah. Let me guess-- you're helping the country turn a blind eye
to all the cocaine transported through here.
I'll bet those farmers never see any of those narco dollars.
Sounds like good old-fashioned hypocrisy to me.
Now I remember why we broke up.
Yeah, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
And you think this man turned him in?
I don't know.
Davis thought he was CIA.
But he never should have spoken to him that way.
Why would a CIA agent care about an 18
: In my country,
it is not accepted to go against the government or their friends.
Coming from here,
David didn't understand this.
Okay, thanks.
But if you find out anything, please call.
Well, so far the Ligat office in Guatemala
has no match on our guy. Great.
Well, I'm gonna need that sketch.
The State Department e-mailed me all the NGO's
and American employees working in Guatemala last year.
There are 28 Richards on that list.
Ugh. It could be an alias.
Don't depress me-- I was actually feeling lucky.
Look, if Christine thought that Richard turned in Davis,
then she probably went to confront him.
For what? Information
Well, both.
All right, listen, I cross-referenced
recent arrivals from Guatemala
with Amnesty's current record
of political prisoners.
No sign of Davis,
but a Juan Sandoval flew into Miami last week.
He listed his therapist's office in Hoboken as his home address.
Hmm.
Yes, I know Juan.
Is he in trouble?
We think he may be involved
in a missing persons case that we're working on.
Who's missing?
A woman by the name of Christine Woods.
I see.
Do you know her?
Yes. She was here a couple of days ago.
I understand your ethical concerns.
But all I need is Juan's phone number
or an address. I'm sorry.
He gave me this card to contact you.
I haven't heard from him since, but he knows
where my son is.
I don't doubt what you're saying is true.
But our practice caters
to international victims of torture.
Juan told us he was held in a military prison for 15 months.
He was directed to us
when he came to the States seeking asylum.
We just started seeing him last week.
When is his next appointment?
I'm not sure I'll ever see him again.
He came in yesterday.
He said he saw the man who tortured him
at the INS Office.
And then... the man followed him.
I'm off duty.
I'll be seeing you around.
He said the man's name was Ortega.
I am very concerned that this kind
of encounter could trigger a traumatic episode for Juan.
You don't think he's in the city anymore, do you?
I wouldn't be.
Did you give Ortega's name to Ms. Woods?
I hope it wasn't a mistake.
If she was able to track him down,
Christine could have been on the way to meet Ortega.
If he even exists.
You think this Juan guy just made him up?
I don't know.
It could be some kind of shakedown.
Just to take advantage of a grieving mother,
get her to focus on a fictional rescue effort.
Hey, guys, I need to show you something.
I found Francisco Ortega through INS.
He's a Guatemalan national living in an SRO in the Bronx.
The bank camera across from the hotel captured this yesterday.
This is around 2:30.
That's Christine, and the hotel manager confirmed
that's Ortega.
But it gets better.
That look like a gun to you?
So much for your shakedown theory.
His name is Francisco Ortega, aged 46.
PhD in clinical psychology.
Joined the National Police in '96.
He's on three watch lists for torture.
ELENA: INS has him entering
the U.S. two months ago.
How do they let in a known torturer?
Well, if he's politically useful,
friends in high places make allowances.
I think Christine abducted Ortega over 24 hours ago,
so why hasn't she surfaced yet?
You know, if she really thinks that he tortured her son,
maybe she's doing the same to him.
There's a big difference between thinking it
and actually doing it.
SAMANTHA: All right, I ran the phone records
from Ortega's motel.
Over the last month he has made
six calls to Richard Griffith.
Look familiar?
Davis was right.
Friend from Langley confirmed,
he is a CIA contractor.
MARTIN: You know Francisco Ortega.
What about him?
SAMANTHA: All right, we don't have time for
this little dance, Mr. Griffith.
Well, it may come as a shock,
but your time isn't hugely important to me.
Who you work for isn't hugely important to us.
We need some answers.
Okay.
Why did Ortega call you?
Try another one.
What kind of work did you do with him in Guatemala?
Next.
Okay, how about we play a little game.
I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
Sounds compelling.
All right, here's what we know.
Francisco Ortega came into this country two months ago.
He called you several times
before he was abducted by your ex-girlfriend, Christine Woods.
Who said Christine abducted him?
The camera.
All right, here are the terms of my assisting you.
Anything about what I do
is off the table.
I decide what information is critical.
I'll give it to you on a need-to-know basis.
Are we clear?
So what do you know?
Christine called a couple of days ago.
She was extremely upset.
She thought I betrayed her son.
He was tortured, you bastard!
I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, Davis just happens to be thrown in prison
after mouthing off to you?
I'm supposed to think
that's a coincidence?
You think I would do that?
You look me in the eye and swear to God
you had nothing to do with this.
Christine, I swear.
Then find my son.
We're talking about a U.S. friendly government.
If Davis was in prison, I'd know about it.
Not if it was a military prison.
Come on, we both know he could be in there for years
and no one would ever know.
I used to take him all around the world with me.
And I taught him that one person could make a difference.
I put that idea in his head and then I just left him there.
This isn't your fault.
What about that Ortega?
Do you know him?
Yeah.
I'm one of his contacts here.
But you have to believe me,
I had no idea what he was doing down there.
I want you to find him for me.
You have to be careful with this.
No...
Just find him.
I gave her the address, told her to meet me at his hotel.
When I got there, he was gone.
There was no sign of Christine.
I didn't think she was going to abduct him.
You thought wrong.
Sit tight.
I'm not buying that he let her go see Ortega alone.
I think he knows where she is.
If we let him walk now,
there's no way he's going to lead us to her.
We don't have a lot of moves.
This guy wants to leave, he's free to go.
So let's stall him.
Sure, give it a shot.
NYPD pulled over Christine's car.
The driver's side window has been blown out.
Ortega was driving.
I told you, I do not know where she is.
Then how the hell did you end up in her car?
She gave it to me.
Because you treated her son so well?
I don't know what you're talking about.
What about Juan Sandoval?
Does that name ring a bell?
No. Listen to me.
You're going to tell me
where Christine Woods is,
or I'm going to put you on the first plane back to Guatemala.
And I have a feeling you'd rather eat glass
than make that trip.
I didn't hurt that lady.
But when somebody puts a gun to my head,
I have a right to defend myself, no?
Tell me where my son is! No, no, no.
I don't know who that is! I told you!
You worked in the prison where he was kept.
Did you torture him like the others? No, no, please.
I swear to God, I will blow your head off!
No, no, if I knew anything I would tell you.
I was a professor.
One day they came to my office
and they, they, they told me I had to talk to prisoners.
They threatened to kill my family.
Please, please, please.
That's why I came to this country.
Please, please.
I wanted to get away from all of this. Please.
I... I never saw him there.
I never saw him there. Please don't kill me.
Please, please don't kill me.
Please, I would tell you.
Please, please don't...
No!
Get out!
JACK: And where was this?
I... I don't know, there was some, uh, some water and, and some docks and...
More specific.
Some old buildings there.
I just drove out of there,
through an underwater
tunnel and into the city.
What tunnel?
I don't know.
Okay.
So if this is the truth, why is she still missing?
If, if, if I knew where she was at, I would tell you.
I cannot go back to my country.
I have a price on my head.
If the truth means
staying in this country, I'd give you the truth.
Malone.
Yeah, we'll be right there.
You listen to me.
You'd better think about the truth.
Believe me, this is real.
A government jet is waiting at Newark
and two CIA agents will be here in 20 minutes.
They'll take Ortega out of here and you'll never see him again.
He's in FBI custody. This is a federal building.
They can't just waltz in here and do what they want.
This has approval at a level way above us.
He's our only link to Christine.
They can't just make him disappear.
They can and they will.
But if you want answers, I know how to get them.
There's a place we can take him.
Officially it doesn't exist.
This guy probably killed my friend or her son
or both of them.
Are you really willing to let him walk
without knowing the truth?
Can you leave the room, please?
Now.
18 minutes, Agent Malone.
Then he's vapor.
We need to call Alcheck.
He's just going to cover his ass.
It's going to take hours.
You're considering this.
You can't trust this guy.
No, I know.
That's why I think if I go with him,
I can control the situation.
You actually would believe that?
Well, what alternative do we have?
We let Ortega walk,
we have absolutely no chance of finding Christine.
Have you considered the possibility
that Ortega could be telling the truth?
Okay. Then where's Christine?
This guy is CIA.
They play by different rules, Jack.
You need to let the man walk.
Strip.
Shall we begin?
So where did they take him?
I don't know, but if Ortega's telling the truth,
we need to find her fast.
Jack's going to do what he's going to do, Viv.
Yeah, not on my watch.
Okay, guys, if Ortega was near the docks
when he left, that means that he took the Holland Tunnel.
Now, we found Christine's cell phone and wallet
inside the car, so I'm thinking she couldn't get far, right?
Okay, I want you to get everyone that you can down there.
Check taxi companies, stores, anyone you can find.
Somebody has to have noticed her.
DANNY: You got it.
: I told you.
Come on, Francisco.
Where's Christine?
I-I dropped her off on the street, like I said.
Tell me why I should believe you.
You tortured her son, No.
then you killed his mother-- just tell us
where the body is. We could be done here.
No, I didn't kill her.
I-I-I...
I came to this country to-to escape the cruelty.
I-I-I-I don't want any more violence.
Oh, Frank.
Let's go over it again.
I'm looking for any calls
made in the area around 11:30 at night.
How hard is it to tell me
if you saw a woman walking alone in that area?
Yes, I can hold.
Any of your traffic cams
All right, who do I have to call?
Yes, Christine Woods.
W-O-O-D-S.
If I e-mail the photo to you,
can you pass it along to your patrol officers?
Somewhere near the docks.
Then she... got out of the car.
I'm tired of hearing
the same freaking story, Frank.
She didn't get out of the car!
I drove through the tunnel...
Are you listening to me?!
Do you realize where this is going?
But what I told you is the truth.
Then where the hell is Christine Woods?!
I don't, I don't know. I don't know.
I think we should pack this in now.
No.
We need to step it up.
You can't do that.
This is just for show.
It never goes that far.
But if he thinks we'll do it, he'll talk.
Right now, he's so scared
he'd tell us that the world was shaped like a triangle.
He'll tell us what he knows. Trust me.
Look, you and I are on the same page.
Don't worry. What if this is all he knows?
Then that's all we'll get from him.
Let's just do this.
Get the truth and get it over with.
The truth?
Yeah.
Okay.
So, which hand do you want to start with?
What? No, please.
No, please. Please.
: We're past the please phase.
How about we start with a thumb?
No, no, please. No! I-I-I can tell you.
You'll tell me what? Everything!
About her son...
I-I-I-I told the lady in the car.
I told her everything.
Tell me where my son is! No, no, no...
I told you, I-I-I don't know who that is.
You worked in the prison where he was kept.
Did you torture him like you did the others?
No, I saw him. How does it feel now?
I swear to God I will blow your head off!
Yes, yes, I saw him!
I saw him, but I didn't harm him.
I didn't harm him. I-I-I...
When I left, he was alive.
He was alive and in a prison. Where?
In a prison called Esperanza.
30 kilometers away from Majunta. Please.
What... What happened after?
I-I-I took the gun and then I drove off.
You had your chance.
Tell me again how she...
You don't know what the hell you're doing.
That's the first thing you said all day that made any sense.
Great, got it.
About 5'8". Mm-hmm.
Hold on a second. A call was made
from a pay phone near the piers around 11:30.
It went to a cell phone registered to Teresa Solez.
But I don't even check my cell phone at night.
All right, I'm going to go over this one more time.
Someone called your cell phone, someone answered,
and that call lasted two minutes.
Do you hear me?
Teresa, look, this is very important.
The next few minutes could determine
where you spend the rest of our life.
I don't want to go back home.
We understand that. Please sit down.
Miss Solez... No!
Would you feel better if I left the room?
Yes.
Okay, that's what I'm going to do.
He won't come back in here.
Would you like to take a seat now?
Now, Teresa, I don't know
what they did to you back home,
but that's not going to happen to you here.
Do you understand?
Do you know Francisco Ortega?
I knew men like him.
Well, no matter what you tell me,
I will not send you back home.
But you have to help me.
Why did Christine call you?
She needed a ride.
She wanted me to come and pick her up.
But what did he say about Davis?
He doesn't know what happened to him.
Do you believe him? I don't know what to think.
I... I could have killed that man.
You are not like them.
Oh, I'm not so sure.
And I still... I don't know what happened to Davis.
He could still be out there somewhere, suffering.
He's not suffering.
What do you mean?
Davis is dead.
What?
I'm sorry.
Teresa...
What
They wanted me to give them names.
Who did?
I was a part of a political organization.
They thought Davis was, too.
For five days I tried to tell them that he wasn't.
But they wouldn't stop.
They wouldn't stop.
They laughed at me like it was a game.
They kept on sending in different soldiers.
I mean, I thought that maybe if I gave up Davis's name,
that he would be protected, because he was an American.
What did they do to him?
They took him to a military hospital.
He was questioned.
That's where he saw Juan.
He died there.
He had an infection from the beatings,
but he was only there a few days.
I'm sorry.
I tried not to tell them, I tried.
It's okay. I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I tried.
This is going to stop.
I will make sure the right people
hear about this.
No, they're going to send me back. Please.
No, I'll take care of it.
No, please.
We're going home.
I couldn't let her go.
A woman like Christine... she knows people.
And she's very strong.
I'm not that strong.
Where's her body?
In the water.
Couldn't that wait till morning?
I figured, why wait?
The CIA has Ortega in custody.
Jet left about an hour ago.
I've got a big question mark here about this Juan character.
What do I say?
Witness not available for questioning.
Are we going to be following up on this?
I mean, just for the paperwork.
I kicked it upstairs.
Uh... look, Vivian.
I'm done here.
I didn't touch him.
Nothing happened.
He told us the truth about Christine when he was here.
You didn't have to take him.
Viv.
Yeah?
What happened to you?