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Karen, I told you a million times.

My doll's the detective, and your elephant's the bank robber. Why do I

have to be the bad guy?

Okay, then. You can be my assistant, but I call the shots.

Nicole! I told you two to keep this door shut!

This is scary.

You've only been here a few weeks. You'll get used to it.

It's okay, Gary.

I'm here.

Everything's gonna be all right.

I'm not gonna cry.

I'm not gonna cry.

Hey.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah, sure.

Nothing's wrong?

Somebody kept me up all night. You know, how could I possibly sleep with someone

this perfect lying next to me? You were up all night writing lines just like

that. And look what I got.

I have an idea.

What?

It's going sick.

Come on.

Take a warm bath.

Mm -hmm. Breakfast in bed.

Mm -hmm.

Watch movies all day.

I got two words for you. Okay.

John Pollock.

Wow. Oh, I'm so not in the mood now.

It could be just a little late, though.

Just this once?

I could go for something.

Sweet.

Fine. You too?

Not that good old primo Cuban coffee you make.

What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong.

I swear.

Okay. How about some of that coffee?

I call shotgun. No way. You were on the front last time. You're such a hog.

Okay, you two. That's enough.

I'm the only one tall enough not to get crushed by the air big, don't we? You

don't even know what dough we need. I said that's enough.

Connecting the dots, got no delusions When my options are Setting through

shroud of truth It's my

I mean, you twist. We've got a kidnapping in a parking lot. We don't

who it's taking. The star witness is five years old. Fortunately, his mother

there, too, there at the mall. Please take a run out and talk to them. We'll

scan the victim's car.

That would be you as well.

And you, my psychic flower, will wander through the great beyond.

Sir, we don't even have an ID on the victim yet. I don't think I'll get

anything. Face your limits, agent, and exceed them.

That's how I afford these suits.

There was one man driving the van and another in the back.

They were wearing ski masks.

What about the woman they took?

Can you describe her?

Her back was turned. I never saw her. How about her age, height, build,

you can give me?

I'm so sorry. I wish I could help. I'm just so worried about my kids.

You guys okay?

Yeah.

Hi, Danny.

I'm Nicole.

Can you tell me what the lady looked like?

I had my eyes closed like this.

The men in the masks are scary.

Are they going to kidnap anyone else?

Sweetie, don't you worry.

The FBI is taking care of it.

Everything's going to be all right.

Okay. Okay.

There she is, our missing woman.

How am I supposed to connect to that? I know, you're so sensitive.

Let's do the outside cameras.

Victim's vehicle is there, far right.

Okay, so she exits the mall, van pulls up.

Guy jumps out of the van, struggle ensues, and we still never see her face.

I don't know what she looks like. I don't know what she felt.

Terror and disorientation, agent. That's what she felt.

I could have guessed that, sir.

You're about to shock an army with your insight. I can feel it. Sir, none of the

cameras show the victim's face. I'm not connected yet.

Go try her car.

Cortez has it in his chop shop.

All right.

Blow the tape up.

Sir, there's no point. The angle's wrong and enlarging will just degrade the

image. No, no, no. I mean take it outside to stuff it with C4 and blow the

up. Okay? Do something useful with your time agent. I've turned up a string of

similar abductions. In Kent County, Ohio, women taken from parking lots and

robbed. I'm following that myself. Why don't you go analyze the victim's

groceries? Going now.

Please. We found one full set of prints on the interior. No matches in it. What

about the car registration?

That should give us a name. That's where it starts to get interesting.

It's still registered to the used car lot that sold it nine months ago.

Well, don't they have to know who they sold it to?

Jane Smith.

Get out.

I have 22 pages of possible matches. You trying to see a little pattern here?

It's like this woman is moving through life without leaving a trace. Everyone

leaves something.

For one thing, they have to eat.

I've been going over the victim's groceries.

One cup soup mix, mac and cheese for one, individually wrapped dinner. All

single servings. You have no children or spouse.

Or light. She could have better appearance, though. Eye wrinkle cream,

to touch up the gray. So the victim is definitely... A woman over 30 living

alone.

Well, that narrows it to about two million between here and Baltimore.

No prescription?

Credit card receipts? Pay cash for everything, including deed.

Wow. Who needs that many locks?

Someone with a lot of doors?

Someone with a lot of fear.

Guess who?

McNeil.

You were going to get yourself hurt sneaking up on me like that.

I was being cautious. I wasn't sure how to react.

Since you were stealing a car the first time we met?

Since I was undercover the first time that we met.

What are you doing here?

I heard about your case in the DOJ server.

And I thought you could use a crack investigator from the Department of

And you couldn't find one, so you showed up?

You're funny.

Not as funny as you think, but still, you know.

Kind of funny?

Look, I don't mean to be rude.

You just come by it naturally.

But we didn't request any manpower from the DOJ.

Okay.

So you can't use my professional services?

How about an evening meal?

You're asking me on a date?

Depends.

Is that a yes?

Please! Please!

Who are you? Don't hurt me again!

Who are you? Help me, please!

What is it?

Hey. You all right?

Yeah, I am.

Did you see something on the tape?

Yeah, I did.

If you'll excuse me for a minute, I... Jess?

Hi. Hi.

Hi.

I'll come back later. Nicole, wait. I gotta go. But about your offer... It's

cool. We'll just talk later.

Okay.

Hey, Colin.

Nicole.

And what offer might that be?

No, he just, uh, he wanted to help out with the case. Off the books.

Girl, he is not trying to work undercover.

He's trying to get under your cover.

Okay, he, uh, he also wants to take me for dinner.

He asked you out?

I knew it. I knew it. No, listen, something really freaky just happened to

with the surveillance tape.

I had a vision, but it was like I, I, it was like I went right into the tape.

Okay.

All right, um, what'd you see?

The victim was trying to shut the van door. She was trying to keep somebody

and she was locking it. With a padlock? Yes.

Like she bought today.

Who was trying to get in?

I'm not sure.

But whoever it was, she was terrified of him.

Mastroianni, Scott, with me, please.

Caught a lead off the Ohio abductions. The main suspects were brothers George

and Robert Mazur.

Turns out they've relocated to our part of the woods, woods being the operative

terminal. They're renting a cabin six miles from the abduction site. I've

downloaded the location onto everyone's GPS.

Cabin's here, 50 yards up this path.

Main force will circle around and approach from the north. We'll be on the

side in case they run.

South east, south west.

We need to take these guys alive in case the woman isn't there. Got it?

Oh, I see what's going on here.

Someone's trying to frame me and my brother.

Hey, what are you doing?

Look at that, George.

Now there's the woman. Now there's your van.

And look, there's you.

That's not me.

So you were driving and your brother grabbed her?

No. Huh? You're getting me all mixed up here.

Nature took care of that.

Why'd you take her?

It wasn't us.

What if your DNA showed up on a murder weapon?

What if we put you away for stuff other prisoners don't like?

And you know what I'm talking about.

Think we couldn't?

You can't. I can and I will.

We have the technology to show you doing Paris Hilton on the roof of your van if

we want to.

Now, you want me to tell you what you're going down for?

Or do you want to tell me what you actually did?

We dropped her off on Highway 18.

When?

About an hour after we grabbed her. Dead or alive?

Alive. How come I don't believe you?

I swear to God we didn't hurt her.

We just want some cash and credit cards.

And she didn't have cards, so she gives her watch and some jewelry, and then we

let her go.

I'm telling you the truth.

Don't hurt me.

Jess,

what is it? What did you see?

He got through the door.

She was trying to keep him out, and he got in, and he was choking her. Are you

okay? You are shaking.

Nick, this is so intense. Something bad is coming.

Not if we stop it.

It doesn't make any sense. If they released the victim this morning, she

have contacted police by now. Maybe his brother still has her.

At this point, we have to pursue all theories.

That George is telling the truth and she's alive.

Or that the brother's still holding her. Or that they're lying and she's dead.

Cortez and Cooper are searching the location. You two find me the brother.

got it, sir.

Okay, looks like the brothers have been around here for a while.

They've taken a few part -time jobs.

They worked in Colgate, Maryland last week.

Was it the Bradgate Arms Project by any chance? Yes.

Hotel being renovated. Police took a report from the night watchman.

Said they found the remains of food like someone spent last night there. A tarp

was taken from the supply shed.

Probably used as a blanket.

Someone who'd worked the site would know where to find it.

Let's go.

So the brother was easy to find.

And you're not going to believe this.

Robert Mazur told the exact same story as his brother.

I'll do you one better.

They were telling the truth.

How do you know?

Well, they released the victim alive on Highway 18. From there, she took a bus.

We spoke to the bus driver, and he showed us where he dropped her off.

She didn't tell the driver she had just been kidnapped? No, she didn't.

The driver helped us with this. I've got the locals canvassing a two -mile

radius around the bus stop.

All right. I'll get Jess. We'll go join them.

Makes you wonder about this woman, you know.

Living off the grid.

There's no looking tracer. Makes sense. No credit cards. No car registration.

Yeah, you know, she's keeping everyone around her at a distance.

Telling anyone what's wrong.

How she's really feeling.

I do not do that. Yeah, you do. Do not. Yes, you do.

Nick, look.

You don't really talk about what's happening inside.

And I just don't understand why you like that.

Like what?

Well, I mean, there are parts of you that are exactly like this woman. I

you hide from everyone, including the people that are closest to you. Am I

right? What do you want from me, Antonio?

I want you to trust me.

I am not going to reject you or judge or think that you're weak.

I know.

Good.

Local cops canvassed this house. There was no answer when they knocked, but

heard movement inside.

Neighbors say the residence looks like it just got recirculated.

Sounds good to me.

Hey, look at all these locks.

This is our girl.

We're with the FBI. We're here to help you.

Agent Scott.

Thank you for letting us in.

Do I really have a choice?

Would you mind explaining this to us, please?

It's for self -protection.

And of course, it's life. I don't really like filling out forms. You have to use

your name.

What is your name?

Emma. Emma Roderick.

Why are you so scared, Emma?

Did they do anything to you?

Nothing. You can tell us.

No, I am telling you.

They just wanted money.

They didn't hurt me. I gave them some jewelry. They let me go. It's over.

Not for Adam.

I don't want to press charges.

She doesn't want to press charges?

She wants to forget about it.

Move on. She must have been struck on the head during the kidnapping. That

she's incapacitated and we're free to proceed in her name.

Why don't we get a hit on her prints?

They had a power failure in Illinois yesterday. They went offline.

What did she do to the mayor at the church?

Took a shot at a guy named Stephen Dawson.

The private investigator in Chicago?

You know him?

Yeah, I know of him. One of the top ten PIs in the country. Very well connected.

Corporate clients, private money, that sort of thing.

Hints that he does wet work.

Maybe he's the one that's coming after her.

Find him for me, ASAP. Right.

You two try to find out why she tried to kill Mr. Dawson.

It shouldn't be hard. Well, nothing should be hard, agent, but everything

figure.

You didn't tell us that you had a record.

Didn't seem relevant.

You tried to shoot someone.

And I regret it.

That's a start.

I mean, I regret that I missed.

What's your connection to Stephen Dawson?

Was he investigating you or were you his client?

I'm his wife.

Let me get this straight.

You were married to Stephen Dawson.

I didn't take his name when we got married.

I used to think that was the first thing that set him off, but it's irrelevant.

Everything sets him off. Who cares what the first thing was?

Was your husband abusing you?

Yes.

Nobody would ever believe why I shot him.

You could try us.

He's handsome.

He's charming. He's socially empowered.

Monstrous qualities are invisible.

I mean, you can't possibly understand what it was like to live with him.

Maybe I can.

Jess, can you give us a minute?

Sure.

What? Supposed to make me more communicative?

I didn't send her out because of you.

I sent her out because of me.

When I was a child, my father abused my mother.

Eventually, she had enough and she had him killed.

I don't know if she meant for him to die, but it happened.

And it happened right in front of me.

So I understand violence in the home.

You can tell me what happened in your earth.

I can't do that.

Because you're scared.

Because I'm ashamed.

There's no shame in the truth, Emma.

Not anytime, not anywhere.

Please, Emma.

I was married to a perfect man for 22 years.

He dropped dead four years ago.

A meeting with a client.

The man said something funny.

My husband leaned back in his chair the way he always did, and he was laughing

the way he always laughed.

He died like that, just leaning back.

I'm sorry.

I was having breakfast with him at 8 o 'clock.

At 10 .15, I was looking down at him in a rubber bag.

In a clothes bag.

The zipper made the loudest sound that I've ever heard.

I thought I would lose my mind.

And I can understand that.

We didn't have children.

And he was my world.

I didn't leave the house for that month.

Until I met Steve Dawson at an event.

What was he like?

Oh, younger than me, a bit.

Handsome, charming, and still athletic.

I was lonely, off balance, and flattered by his attention.

But the signs were already there. I just chose to ignore them.

A few weeks after our wedding, We were having dinner.

He started accusing me of flirting with an electrician who was working in our

house. I mean, it was ridiculous, so I made a joke about it.

And he hit me so hard, it took me out of the chair.

How many times did he assault you?

How many days are there in 14 months?

Why do you go to the police?

I did. Of course I did.

I'm not stupid.

And I wasn't afraid at first. I filed reports.

I got restraining orders.

Have you ever tried to enforce a restraining order, agent? I've heard

be difficult.

They can't be enforced.

Not effectively.

They simply made him furious.

I ran away. He found me. I ran away again.

So now there he is in our house. I mean, in my house.

secure and comfortable with all our assets while I live from hand to mouth,

always on the run.

That's a high price to pay for your safety.

I'm not safe.

He's an investigator.

He has excellent skills. He can find anyone.

When he caught me the last time, he said he would kill me if I left him again.

So you disappeared.

Made a whole new life, took a new name.

That's why we couldn't find you when you were kidnapped.

I had to make myself so invisible that even Steve Dawson couldn't find me. No

bank account?

No credit cards? Nothing, no.

Just the locks.

They're a fixation, I admit it.

They give me some measure of comfort.

But no one is safe.

I know that now.

He said he would make it look like suicide.

If he had cut along the veins instead of across them.

You get that line on Stephen Dawkins? Yeah, he's on a plane.

To where? Here.

He lands in two minutes. He has a reservation at the Morrison.

Mr. Dawson?

Mr. Stephen Dawson?

Yes, that's me.

What can I do for you ladies?

FBI. Over here, please.

Well, I have to say the grooming level at the Bureau has gone way up the last

little while.

What's the nature of your visit to Washington?

Well, I'm here and I'm visiting with a client. I'm a private investigator.

Private investigator, we know.

You know.

Good.

So what's this about, then? What is your client's name, Mr. Dawson?

Well, that would be unethical of me to say, wouldn't it? Am I entering some

of investigation here?

Wouldn't be the first time, now would it?

You know, I'm not quite sure what it is that you two are after, but I am paid by

the hour. So, if you'll excuse me. We know why you're here.

Agent, if I were you, I would exercise extreme caution regarding allegations

that you have no way of proving.

And if I were you, I'd go back to the airport and get on the first flight back

to Chicago.

I'm sorry, I'm a tad confused now. Are you a federal agent or a travel agent?

If you approach her.

Go anywhere near her, you will be very sorry.

It has been a true pleasure, and I wish you both the best of luck with

everything.

Directory.

Thank you.

He's the name.

He's Emma's executioner.

I'm afraid we have some bad news.

Tell me.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

We know how scared you are. No, you don't. You have no idea how scared I am.

Locked on the door so many locks, even then... Come on, listen to me.

You have been very smart and brave.

And I give you my word.

He is never going to hurt you again.

How do you know that? Because I won't let him.

I'm here.

Everything's going to be all right.

appreciate you seeing me on such short notice. Thank you.

You're a legend, Mr. Dawson, and I get around this town. I have some friends

here. No, that's true.

But Chicago, that's my town.

Agent Tessler passes along his regards to you, by the way.

Chi -town Tessler.

Good guy. Weird scar, but a good guy.

I've never seen his scar. Well, you don't own that well.

What do you want, D .C., Mr. Dawson?

Well, I was here intending on simply covering... Do you mind if I... Please.

I was here just to cover some business, but then I met with your agents at the

hotel, and, well, they seemed upset with me.

And so I tracked them back to you, being their supervisor, and felt I should

perhaps clear a few things up.

Clarity's one of my favorites.

And I'll be honest with you, Mr. Pollack, I would like to see my wife.

You know, I understand that you have located her. How do you know that?

Well, based on how angry your people were with me.

Clearly, they have spoken to her.

You and your wife are estranged?

We are not living together.

We've been apart for coming on nine months now. We're still married, though.

Even after Smith and Wesson cooled that relationship?

Yeah.

My wife is not the most stable person in the world.

She's clinically paranoid.

Untreated, of course. And undiagnosed by anyone but you.

The gun was... It was stupid.

It was just stupid. I never should have had the thing in the house.

Well, she told the police that it was self -defense, that you had... That I'd

been beating her. No.

I know what she said.

I wanted to die when I read that complaint.

Just drop dead right where I was standing.

It hurt very much to read that.

She's got scars on her left arm.

She tried to take her own life a few months after we were married.

Was that because of you?

Emma is... She's an emotional car wreck.

I don't know what it is exactly that her first husband did to her, but whatever

it was, it was...

Complete, you know, it was total.

To be honest with you, I'm simply trying to pick up the pieces and just hold

them together, that's all.

Maybe she doesn't want to be held.

And I'm not saying I'm a perfect husband, John.

I've made some mistakes, God knows.

You know, we both have made mistakes.

But when I found out that Emma had been kidnapped, it was...

You know, they say sometimes you have to

lose something before you realize what it is that you truly have.

I love my wife. I love Emma very much.

And I would just like the chance to make things right, that's all.

No, please.

Sit down.

Wait here.

He's here.

In our office?

Are you kidding me?

Back off, Agent. Scott!

I said I'll handle it. Are you going to arrest him? I can't. No grounds. What do

you call everything that she went through? I call it horrifying, but there

current warrant on this piece of garbage. And the last time I looked, we

not in the mob justice business. Sir, he came here to kill her.

All right, you know what? You keep Mrs. Roderick back here until I finish with

the guy.

You know what Jeff thought. And you know that Agent Mastroianni's visions are

not something we can arrest people on. It is over. She is not missing anymore.

We're the FBI, not vigilantes. We have to stop him. Scott, would you look at

Right?

Right.

Told you to sit.

Where's Emma?

I don't like being disobeyed.

You led me to believe that I'd be seeing her. I lied. I'll sit your wife beating

ass down.

Walk out that door and I will shoot you.

Are you insane?

In fact, in some ways, yes, I am.

I'm sure Agent Tester's told you the stories about me.

Really, no one?

Good. So let's be clear.

If you try to see your wife while she is in this office, I will shoot you

through the lungs.

You'll shoot me? Through the lungs, yes.

And I'll arrest you while you lie there choking.

Okay. And you'll arrest me for what, precisely?

Violating your restraining order.

Well, as a point of fact, that order was... file in Chicago, so it's actually

not enforceable here unless Emma goes to court in D .C. But technically, that's

correct. But by the time a judge sorts that one out, you'll have coughed your

life away on my cultile floor, and I will be protected as I always am by the

obscure and powerful people who love me in this town. So, hey, up to you,

really. You could always sit.

A real stud, you know that. You know nothing about me, Assistant Director

Pollack. Well, I know that you're under arrest.

For... I don't even know. We'll think of something to make it stick for a week

or so. That'll keep you here in D .C., and then Emma will go back, and when she

has her life back, we'll have Agent Tessler watching you. Now, if you hurt

you can figure out the rest.

who you are.

And we know what to do with you.

Agent Cortez, this man has a choice. He can fly back to Chicago immediately or

he can go to jail.

Escort him to the location of his choice.

I hope he makes the right decision.

You going somewhere there?

It has been so long.

How did you get in here?

Honey, please.

Oh,

for God's sake. I just want to touch you, that's all.

Okay. How did you get here?

Oh, they made me fly back to Chicago.

It was kind of funny, really. I just gave my back, though.

Please.

No, we need to talk, okay? No, no, no, shh.

We need to talk.

I've been thinking, and you and I were... Are you listening to me?

No? Yes.

Okay.

I love you.

Okay.

And I am so...

I need to ask you something very important, okay?

I need to know if you can ever forgive me.

Of course I can forgive you.

You say, I forgive you.

Say that. Say, I forgive you. I forgive you.

You're my life and my hope.

And you...

You didn't melt it.

Stephen, please.

Have you been with another man?

No. No, no, no. You know what? It's okay. You can tell me. You can just be

honest with me.

Okay? Because we've been separated, okay? So I understand.

Okay?

So... How many times... Stephen, please.

Just tell me how many... Starting again.

What did you say to me?

She said leave her alone.

Agent, this is a personal matter. The FBI has no business here.

You're not talking to the FBI.

You're talking to me.

No, as a matter of fact, I'm talking to my wife.

That's a private conversation.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yes. In regards to your arrest last night.

Is there a problem?

I'm just wondering if you could explain to me what you were doing outside Mrs.

Roderick's home when her husband assaulted her.

Well, I was on my way to have dinner with Agent Mastriani when I realized

my earring fell out during yesterday's canvas.

So I returned to search for it.

So you were searching for an earring as opposed to disobeying the...

The direct orders of your superior and backing off Mr. Dawson.

That's correct, sir.

Good, okay. I just wanted to make sure I had it clear.

Dismissed. Thank you, sir.

No, no thanks are due, agent.

We put the guy on a plane and he flew back.

And I should have taken more precautions. I should have... He's in

Agent.

Sir. Next time you lose an earring under similar circumstances, maybe you can

take me along.

Thank you.

Thank you.

So,

Emma?

I can never thank you enough for what you've done for me.

Welcome.

Thank

you.

Take care.

Hey. What?

You're not here.

Still at work.

When I wear this to work?

Nicole, do you know where Emma Rodrick is?

This wasn't our fault.

He knows people.

They got to a judge.

Want a drink?

No, I'm all good.

Like this is the time to quit.

Don't make me drink, my love.

Okay.

I tried so hard to save her.

I tried so hard.

It's like I tried to save my parents.

You're five years old.

Some things, Nick, you just can't save.

I'm not going to cry.

I am not going to cry.

I'm not going to cry.

You know, it's okay.