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Previously on Missing, I'm going to forget this whole thing and go check out

that new dance. Oh, yeah, just wait for Jess. No, I'm going solo.

Don't touch my radio.

Dad!

What's up?

What you thinking?

I'm thinking my place.

That's closer.

It's not close enough.

Have you seen this man? He's been abducted. If you see him, call that

Abducted? Yeah, I know. It's hard to believe something like that could happen

the real world.

No, I believe it could.

Thanks. Most people think I'm crazy.

Miss!

Mr. Yanni.

Did you call Pollack? I left a message. He's at a House committee meeting.

Excuse me. Doctor, we're looking for Nicole Scott. I'm Agent Mastroianni.

way.

Nicole. She has severe head trauma.

Pupils dilated. Nicole.

Is she responsive? Not so far.

Is she going to be all right? I've ordered a CAT scan. We'll know more

that. Best case?

A severe concussion.

And the worst?

Intercranial hemorrhaging and baseline skull fractures, which could result in a

vegetative state.

What? That's not for sure. That's just a possibility.

No, it's not a possibility.

You have medical training, so you understand this could get worse.

Blood control. Bleeding. This is potentially fatal.

Oh, my God.

Jess, it's not the likeliest thing. We just don't know for sure yet. Agent

Mastroianni has health care power of attorney. I need you to stay close.

Health care what? Agent Scott designated you as her decision maker in her living

will. There's a note with her ID.

What do I have to do? If her condition deteriorates, or if we have to decide

whether or not to resuscitate her, that's your call.

Excuse me.

My boss called.

You have to go.

There's this thing that's taking a year to set up, a Colombian drug ring, and it

just went hot.

Sorry.

It's okay.

What are they saying?

They're not.

I'm really sorry.

If I don't go... I know. You've got to go.

Just hope she's not in any pain.

No, she's not.

She's sleeping soundly.

It's her body's way of healing itself.

Guys?

Oh my god, you're awake.

You were in a car accident.

The other driver was almost killed, but he'll make it. Um, you're in the

hospital.

Oh, good morning.

How you feeling?

Good, great.

Your test came back negative.

No intracranial hemorrhaging, no fractures.

Look straight ahead for me.

Well, your signs are good.

So I can go?

Not quite yet.

You've been very lucky. But concussions are serious and unpredictable.

You can expect short -term memory loss, headaches, blurred vision, occasional

vertigo. Sounds like a regular morning.

Just listen to the doctor, please.

I'm listening.

Another concussion could have extreme consequences.

Wait, how extreme?

Well, fatal.

Sit tight for a bit. I'll be back for another look soon.

Okay, either concussions are contagious, or you just saw something.

Yeah, uh, this guy.

Someone handed this to me on the street.

I forgot all about it when I heard you were hurt.

You're not working, Nick.

I'm not gonna hurt myself lying in bed, listening to Tales from Dreamland, okay?

What'd you see?

Well, the guy in the flyer, he was strapped to a bed.

There was a menu behind him that said jerk chicken and dumplings.

Jerk chicken's from the Caribbean or South America.

It's Pollock.

Don't tell him I'm in the hospital. You have to tell him. Don't.

Please just don't.

Please.

Mastroianni? I was trapped for two days with congressmen while they held our

budget in their oily hands. Now I've got to take my daughter to a birthday

party, so I need you to talk fast.

I had a vision.

Faster. I saw this guy in trouble. His name was Tom DeGray.

Tom DeGray is the son of Eris DeGray. Eris DeGray is the head of the Delcon

Company. He's a major player and a total bastard to everyone he meets. Continue.

This woman came up to me. She handed me a flyer. She said that Tom had been

abducted. Is that it?

Yes, sir. Well, if Eris DeGray is involved in this, you're going to need

Listen, I'm going to take my daughter to a birthday party. I want you to

continue on this.

Jess, whatever you do, don't make me look foolish.

Thank you, Jess.

Okay, so we've got to work fast.

One of us is going to have to stay with you. The other one has to find the girl

with the flyers. No, you don't. I'm coming. No. No. You're not.

Okay, I'll stay until the doctor releases me. But you guys go ahead. Your

visions don't play around.

There's got to be something here. Go.

What do you think Tom DeGray's been kidnapped?

Because I thought.

Why didn't you tell anyone? I told everyone.

His family, the police.

What did the police say?

That they couldn't find any evidence.

Nobody's listening to me.

They're afraid.

Why would that be?

You know his family?

They're plutocrats.

Okay.

People who exercise power through their wealth.

It's all about control for them.

They don't want anyone to know what happened to him.

Because? I don't know.

But I know what I saw.

Which was?

I was going to meet Tom at the canal park.

But three men grabbed him and pushed him into a car.

When was this?

A week ago Friday.

Nine days.

What were you doing in the park again?

I told you I was going to meet him. Not at a restaurant or a movie?

No, at the park.

He said he wanted to talk.

He broke up with me last month.

From South America.

Did he say why?

I just kept saying it was for my own good.

But you went to meet him in the park. He called me.

Suddenly he said he was home and he wanted to see me.

And of course I couldn't go to his house.

Why is that?

Are you kidding?

His father hates me.

Why does he hate you? Because he runs Tom's life.

And he always has.

I was Tom's big rebellion.

His father always laughed at me.

He tells people I'm this crazy person stalking Tom.

These are emails he sent me over the last two years.

They show equal feelings. I'm not chasing him.

But he's been a prisoner since he was born.

I've been trying to help him to get his freedom from his father.

And now he's gone.

You have to help him.

Please help him.

We'll try.

I'm handing out more flyers at lunch.

If we don't help him, he'll die.

I know he will.

Okay.

Yeah.

What'd you see?

Marissa and Tom.

They almost got hit by a car.

Antonio, there's something here.

I think both of them are in danger.

Tom DeGray, heir apparent to Delcon Oil.

He went to Yale, Brown, and Penn.

Impressive. Not really. His grades were fair to poor. His dad kept on buying him

into new universities so he could get his degree.

Okay, so Marissa was not the first time he disappointed his father.

Maybe the last.

His father sent him to South America on an oil survey. According to the passport

records, he returned to the States a week ago. Now, if Mercer's telling the

truth, he was abducted. You don't believe her?

Tom DeGray's in your visions. I believe in those.

What else you got?

Casa de Jorge means House of George. That could be like Georgetown.

Now you're reaching.

Okay, uh, thinking about the menu and the vision, um... Negril sauce.

Black sauce.

All right, now.

You're not supposed to be here.

Doc signed me out. They'll count me in. You'd say anything to get out of a

hospital bed. You calling me a liar? I'm just saying, I know you hate hospitals.

Which is why I heal so fast.

Now, where were we? On vision patrol.

The guy's far as black sauce.

Pollock said that they were big in oil.

That's your black sauce.

The N in the gribbled oversize?

All right, so, N Street, Georgetown.

We've got Jorge. Let's see what we get. The jerk chicken and dumplings. They

were $29.

That better be some hellified chicken.

Punch 29 and 2.

Blackburn Chicken Shack, N Street and 29th Georgetown. Let's go.

It's not open.

Wait.

What do you see?

Dumpsters.

Little ones?

Something. Let's check them out.

We got something here, and it ain't jerk chicken.

Tell me that isn't Tom DeGray. It isn't. Tom DeGray's 5 '10". This guy's about 6

'2". A deduction I'm rubbing off on you. So what is the dead man's connection?

Call him Jester on the canvas. I'm trying to see if anybody's thought was

here. That's it?

So far.

Are you on a roll? Okay. If the place dies too, it's fine.

Yes, sir.

So we have three different people who all saw the white man that the

saw. But nobody got a plate, right?

Aren't we surprised?

Well, it's always worth asking.

Let's go check Antonio's autopsy on the guy. Okay, in a minute.

You need a break?

No, uh, but you might.

How you doing? I'm cool.

Believe me, I have been hit in the head before.

Which explains a lot.

And I still recognize Sass when I hear it, too.

You know...

It was kind of a surprise finding out that you gave me power of attorney.

Do you mind?

No.

But it's big, making that kind of decision.

I trust you with my life every day, Jess.

Why not on paper, too?

Just try to take care of yourself so we never have to get there, all right?

No doubt.

I want you to take a couple breaks while we work on this case. You know that's

not my style. Well, severe concussions aren't your style either, but you got

one.

Look. Nick, I'm at risk here.

I mean, I'm not telling Pollack what's going on, so the least that you can do

take care of yourself in a basic way. I don't know, Jess. You can still run the

case. Just let Antonio and I take the lead in the field, all right?

We'll see.

Just give it a try.

See how it goes.

You are getting bossy. You know that?

Hey. Hey.

Just uploading the prints on our John Doe. How was the autopsy?

Bitchin'. You are the only person I know who finds autopsies bitchin'. John Doe

did not die of natural causes.

He had blood pooled in his chest cavity, which happens when you inhale something

and die slumped over. Now that's bitchin'. Inhaled something like?

Poisonous gas. It was very quick.

Like cyanide? But it wasn't. I didn't find any.

What about cyanide?

Uh, Antonio ruled that out, Nick. He just said...

I meant anthrax.

No, no, yeah, there were no sores in the body. Okay.

You getting something?

Burton Miller, 29, arrests for trespassing and vandalism at a nuclear

plant, a couple of logging camps, and... Oil fields.

Has he been to South America in the last year?

Passport records.

Confirm it.

This guy crossed paths with Tom DeGrady in South America. Maybe they did her,

too. Maybe that's why Tom's missing.

All right, I've got Burton Miller's last name on the draft.

Great. Let's hit it.

Nick. Yeah.

Antonio will hit us. The hell he will.

Nicole, I need you to listen to me.

Antonio is totally capable of handling this.

I need you to come with me.

Since when do you call the shots? Since you couldn't keep your poison straight a

minute ago.

Now let's go talk to Tom DeGray's family.

Yeah, we're at the DeGray family estate and you have got to see this place.

Yeah, well, you should see this place.

Did you find anything at Miller's apartment?

I've got pictures of Tom DeGray alone and with others.

I've got fingerprints, too.

Okay, well, we'll talk to the family and meet you back at the office.

Bye. Hello. Hi. Understand your FBI agent? Yes, Agent Scott and Mastriani.

What's with DeGray?

Should I have an attorney present?

About your brother, Tom.

God, he's not hurt, is he?

When was the last time you spoke with him? This morning.

Dad, these are Agents Scott and Mastriani.

Yes. Sir, we have reason to believe that your son has been kidnapped.

And I'm delighted to tell you that you're wrong.

As I said, I spoke with him this morning. But Marissa Shelby witnessed

kidnapping. Marissa Shelby is not a serious person. She's well -intentioned,

unreliable.

Unstable, in fact.

And now, if there's nothing else... There is.

We appreciate that the kidnappers asked you not to speak with us.

But we're your best chance to get your son back alive.

Let us help you, sir. We think we found the room where Tom was held.

Impossible. I spoke with him. He's free and well in South America.

Then we'd like to speak to him, too. He's deep in the jungle on a survey. He

checks in once a week. That once was this morning. Mr. DeGray, a passport

showed him back in the U .S. days ago. Then they're in error. And you're making

it more dangerous for him if you don't come clean.

Sir, we do this all the time. It's like a typical day at the office for us.

You have to let us drive this.

One of the pleasures of my life is that I don't have to do anything.

Excuse me.

You'll have to excuse my father.

He gets a little unreasonable when questions arise concerning Tom.

Hmm.

How so?

He's been grooming him to take over the business since day one, but Tom doesn't

have the family flair.

And do you?

Well, I enjoy it.

That's more than I can say for Tom.

But handing off to your daughter doesn't provide the same satisfaction to

someone like my father.

Hardly seems fair.

Well, look at my life.

Do I have anything to complain about? Do you know anything about this? Has there

been a ransom note?

No.

You really think something's happened?

Talk to your father.

If you learn anything.

You know, Marissa Shelby is strange, but I think she loves Tom.

I know my father told him to break things off, but I don't think he could.

Everyone's comfy. We're all having a nice, relaxing time.

I'm only asking because I've just spent the last half hour explaining to the

Attorney General why I'm harassing the DeGray family.

Now, since the whole point of your life is to add value to my life, and you're

obviously failing to do so, I will await your explanations with a keen interest.

Yes, sir.

Elizabeth DeGray checked the phone records of the family's private line.

received cell phone calls from the same cell grid as the dead man's residence.

We found Tom DeGray's prints there. And Tom's girlfriend, Marissa, identified

the dead man as one of the kidnappers. Along with the man who was on Homeland

Security's watch list.

Hurrah the Lujan.

This is improvement.

Continue. Lujan is an eco -terrorist. He's wanted for bombing oil refineries

South America.

He's also a member of the organization called Ojo Paro Noho, OPO. Impressive

diction, agent. An I for an I. Who are they? They're a South American terrorist

group. I know them well. So they kidnapped Tom DeGray to what?

To stop Delcon Oil from drilling?

His father runs his own game and doesn't want us on the field. I don't like it

at all, but I understand it.

Permission to go after the DeGray mainframe? Granted.

How solid is your witness on this kidnapping?

Well,

we have Tom DeGray's prints in that residence, sir. Are you kidding me? We

know how long those prints have been there. I mean, my Chesapeake retriever

could argue that point in court and when.

Do you know where the girlfriend is?

Usually handing out flyers, trying to find Tom. Okay. Well, how about we go

interrupt her and bring her in?

Hi, this man is missing. If you see him, would you please call that number

immediately? Yes, thank you.

You know what I hate about Pollock?

Nick,

you know what I hate about Pollock?

Nick, you okay?

Of course.

They said he can always find the weakest point in whatever it is that you're

doing.

Yeah, me too.

Just look, Lee.

Nicole, wake up!

Can you hear me?

Hey, hey.

I have to go.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I can deal.

No, you can't deal. You could have been killed.

You could have gotten me killed.

Jess, I would never put you in danger.

Agent Scott, I need an evidence support team at the park at 9th and Binning.

Nicole, bad guy's there.

You down, me in the middle. That is dangerous. Jeff, I'm fine.

You're not fine. You just hit your head in a standard side roll. You're with the

fluke. I'm not asking you to look after me, okay?

Yes, you are. You gave me power of attorney.

That's if I was out of it. What, you trust me to know what's best for you

you're in a coma, but not when your eyes are open and you're staring at me? I

know how to look after myself.

Stop. Nicole, in this condition, the way you are right now, do you know how to

do what is best for you?

We just want the truth.

We know this group OPO kidnapped your brother.

Have you made any progress talking with your father? Yes. He put me on the phone

with Tom.

He told us Tom couldn't be reached.

He happened to call in. Your brother called in? Yes.

He's still in South America. There is no kidnapping.

We asked you to work on your father.

But he went to work on you, didn't he? I can't discuss this any further.

Was Marissa included in the ransom demand?

Excuse me? She's been taken too.

Marissa's been kidnapped?

Yes. Could that have anything to do with your father's negotiations to get your

brother back?

I don't know of any negotiations.

Did Tom and Marissa ever live together? No.

What kind of questions are these?

Questions designed to save your brother's life.

And they're not going to answer themselves.

We need you for that.

Janice, listen, I am trying to understand and I'm trying to have

just think we need to move in one direction or another.

No, I'm not. I'm not. I'm not.

threaten you. I don't understand why it is you can say how you feel, and I'm not

allowed to do the same thing.

All right.

That's fine. I'm just telling you there's a limit, and frankly, I am

it.

All right.

Yeah.

Bye.

I love you.

Wow.

Sir, I got something.

It's a good desire to be fired. That would explain the lack of a knock.

No, the door was open. The door was ajar, suggesting a desire for privacy.

Oh, I didn't. Let's move on. You were going to tell me how the man in the

dumpster died. Which poison?

Actually, I don't know that yet. But you know how he connects to Tom DeGray?

Uh, no.

You plainly have a death wish.

No, I was able to put the tire tracks from Marissa Shelby's abduction with a

parcel plate from witnesses.

I got a match to a one Roger Dillon. Address?

Yes, sir. All you have to do is say the word.

Word. Said.

Get out.

Right.

Roger Dillon!

FBI! On the ground!

Pumped in the air!

Don't shoot me! Shut up.

Gun! That's not mine.

That's not mine.

You'd do better than that.

It's not. I don't own it.

Roger.

Dead man's got more game than this. Where is Burton Miller?

I don't know who that is.

Sure you do.

He's the dead guy we have in a drawer.

It's right down the hall. You want to see him?

He's dead?

Wow. You are just too easy, you know that?

I want a lawyer.

Sorry. You're out of luck. You're a terrorist. I'm not a terrorist.

OPO, Roger.

Eye for an eye, that's a terror group.

Makes you an enemy combatant.

Now, why'd you kidnap Tom DeGray and his girlfriend? I want a lawyer.

Look, we have been over this.

Terror cases don't get lawyers.

Now, you think about that, and I'll be right back.

You hold still?

When have you ever known me to sit still?

You have a stage three concussion, Nick. It's over. I'm fine.

Light sensitivity.

Would you leave me alone?

Irritability. Who wouldn't be irritable?

Winter, ball, cup.

What? Say them.

Forget about it. Backwards.

Winter, ball.

Cut you a bit.

Cup. And you didn't say it backwards.

Nick. Concussions can heal, but only if you stand down and you leave them alone.

If you stay active and have another one... I won't.

It can be permanent.

Hey, get anything?

It's like punching sand, you.

Yeah, Delcon Oil's having a big shindig tomorrow. They're hosting the oil

minister of the Organization of South American States.

Bartolo Palma, one of the most powerful men in the Western Hemisphere, controls

drilling rights in at least...

Six countries.

Are you effecting a repair in some small, dark space, Agent Cortez?

No, sir.

The junction boxes.

Uh -huh.

So if the oil minister's at the de Grey house... It would explain why Aerith de

Grey wanted to keep the kidnapping to himself.

He doesn't want to scare this guy off.

He's willing to sacrifice his son to do it. That's very attractive.

Or maybe the OPO wants the oil minister, and they're willing to trade Tom de

Grey to get him.

But what do they need with, um...

The girlfriend, Martha Shelby.

That's a very good question.

Do you have anything to light our darkened pathway, agent? No, but I can

you how Burton Miller died.

There it is, the Cortez phosphory effect.

Hydrogen sulfide. Anybody within five or ten feet is gone. That's why people can

die from toxic waste.

All right, so Burton Miller kidnaps Tom DeGray and opens a can of toxic waste.

He'd find hydrogen sulfide in other places.

And that would be?

Fertilizer containers.

We found fertilizer in a dead man's apartment, terrace, fertilizers. They're

making a bomb, like in Oklahoma City.

You are hereby authorized to do anything, and I mean anything, until you

that bomb. I don't want to hear about it. Don't tell me about it. Do you

understand? Do it now.

Sir, we have new information.

So do I.

Agent Scott Mastriani, meet my son Thomas.

I understand you've been looking for me.

You were right, of course. My son had been abducted. I paid the ransom. Now

home. How much was it? Five million.

How did you pay it? Wired to an account in the Caymans, is the information.

Did they release Marissa Shelby, too?

What do you mean? She was snatched off the street, same as you.

She's been kidnapped?

That's not our concern.

How can you say that?

Because it isn't.

So you think it's a coincidence that Tom was abducted and then his girlfriend,

too? I'm not an idiot, agent. I didn't say Marissa wasn't kidnapped. I said

she's not our concern.

I'm sorry.

He's always been like this.

There's no need to apologize.

It's one thing to be wrong.

It's another thing to be proud of it, Dad. You should try taking pride in

something yourself.

It would help us to know everything about how and where you were held.

Tom will cooperate fully, as will Docon Oil.

Of course.

Sorry, I don't recognize anyone.

Never really got a good look. I was blindfolded most of the time.

Nothing familiar about any of them?

What about these?

No.

No.

No, I don't recognize anybody.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

And you don't remember anything about where you were held? No sounds, no

I told you before, no. It was just a blank concrete room. I guess I was too

freaked out to notice anything else.

There was one funny thing, though.

What's that?

One of the guys who was holding me, he was talking on his phone and asking if

the delivery of his Jaguar would be on time.

I mean, environmental activists getting a luxury car?

Maybe he likes the wood grain interior.

They're checking car dealers.

I hope to God Eric DeGray did not pay $5 million to fund fertilizer loans.

No shortage of targets in Washington.

They could be anywhere.

Hopefully Roger Dillon knows where.

Hello, Roger.

I'm John Pollock.

I have the right to a lawyer.

No, I don't want you to worry about that. Worrying is how you got in this

You were worried about the environment, right?

So, yeah, you joined the Sierra Club and Greenpeace, but then you figured you

weren't doing enough for the planet, so you took a trip to South America,

sponsored by O .P .O., and they showed you how you could change the world.

Because I'm not a terrorist. I understand. I want to tell you a story,

It's about a guy, young, out of the military.

He's had a new job. Things are going well.

He carpools every day with a co -worker, and every day they stop at the lower

level at daycare to drop off our kids, and then they go off to the office.

One day, they stop off at daycare, and the entire world, Roger, just goes

You see, it's interesting, because that's what happens with very, uh...

A very sudden, very intense pain.

I don't have to hear this. No, but your brain, it shuts down the pain center.

This is interesting.

So the guy comes back online, and all he can see is blood. And all he can hear

is, like, screaming. And the reason I know this is because I was that guy.

A special agent calling Brendan and her two kids were blown to bits right in

front of me.

Right... in the federal building in Oklahoma City.

This, Roger, this, my friend, is what she looked like when the fertilizer bomb

went off.

Oh, no, look at that. I don't want to see that.

Hey, guess what?

Guess what, Roger? Neither do I, but I do.

I have to. And you know what? This bomb of yours, it goes off, you're going to

see a lot worse.

No, I don't know anything about a bomb. Of course you don't know anything about

a bomb.

You're a weakling. Lujan's not going to trust you with this. So what I want to

do and why I'm here is to bring you up on current events.

Burt Miller, he was building a fertilizer bomb. That's why he died.

Now, Lujan, he's going to use it. No way. We were just going to get some

for the cause.

There's going to be lots and lots of blood, Roger. Do you understand that?

Lots of innocent blood. What I'm going to do is I'm going to take pictures of

and I'm going to decorate your cell with them.

You understand? That way, you'll be able to look every day at these pictures of

the blood and the gore and the horror that you made day after day for the rest

of your pathetic life.

I won't!

What?

It's heavy fertilizer.

But he's eligible for the fertilizer, yeah. He has a shell company with

to lay that stuff all over the city today.

About a thousand pounds of it. Have we accounted for a thousand pounds?

Almost. It doesn't make any sense. Unless it was intended to do what it

which was to get our focus.

A diversion.

From what?

What are we missing?

Get these bottles out of my face.

What do I care about these people?

That's a good point. You don't care about any people, do you? I care about

All life.

What special rights do we have to get to decide on who gets to live and who gets

to die?

But you, you get to decide what people die.

Is that right? I'm a white blood cell. I'm helping to kill off the parasites.

Yes, yes. You're so dedicated in nature that your house has heard you taking

delivery on a, uh, what was it, a new jag?

You can't be that stupid.

Oh, I, uh... I have my days.

You carefully believe that the Jaguar is a car.

Not really.

What is it, then?

Olivera Menem, also known as the Jaguar and about 800 other known aliases. South

America's premier assassin for hire since 1989.

The guy's killed over 25 people that we know of. Everything from drug lords to

vice presidents. Commands top the dollar.

Maybe they used the five million to hire him to kill that oil minister.

Then we need to get a fix on his location and fast.

A couple dozen government agencies have been trying to do that for over a

decade. No photos or description.

The only people who might have some clue to where he is are people who've used

his services.

You mean like Colombian drug lords? Exactly.

Leave it to me.

What the hell are you doing here?

Checking up on you.

You kidding?

Yeah. I called your boss. He said it's cool.

What's your origin?

Does this mean that you've blown your cover with the Colombian drug gangs?

No, no way.

Okay, then maybe you could put out some feelers for me.

See what you can find out about a hired killer, Olivera Menem.

He's also known as the Jaguar.

Colorful. Yeah.

I need to know his whereabouts.

Is he in the country?

In D .C.? I'll do what I can, but no promises.

Look, I know that this is a huge favor, and I will owe you something very

special.

Well, I'm dying to find out what that is, so I'm on it, all right? All right.

I already told you my plans don't change. This is a professional assassin

talking about. We have strong reason to believe he's going to make an attempt on

the minister. You have to cancel.

Security is a big part of the agreement I'm about to sign. If he thinks I can't

even secure my own backyard, he'll cancel those drilling conditions.

The thing is, he can't sign anything if he's dead.

My guest is about to arrive.

Status? Bad.

He won't let any of our people on the ground, just his rented cops.

We've secured the perimeter, but the sidelines are wide open. Sure could be

anywhere.

This is hopeless. I placed Menem in Venezuela, another source says Rio, two

sources say he's dead, another one says he never existed.

I wish.

But two place him in America, one in D .C.

Matriani.

You sure?

Really sure?

Okay, yeah, I owe you.

I met him in Bogota on a job. How do you know?

I got resources, too.

Well, you owe them.

Big time.

All right, mind you, just because he's not the shooter doesn't mean they're not

going to make an attempt on the minister.

Write to me, Tom.

You can if you want.

Write.

There was a picnic in your vision? Maybe it was the event at the estate.

The one that's going on right now?

Picnic, garden party.

Why was Tom in fatigue?

Maybe it had to do with the jungle survey.

She kept telling him to write to her. Maybe there was the email he sent her.

Hold on. I broke through the mainframe. I'm going to take the gloves off.

There.

All of Tom's emails.

The last one from Marissa was a month ago.

When was Tom kidnapped?

Ten days ago.

Wait a minute.

He logged onto the mainframe four days ago. He tapped into his father's

calendar. Well, he was being held by kidnappers. That doesn't make any sense.

Maybe he's not being held at all.

Because he's one of them.

God. Tom.

Father, this is for you.

Scott. Scott.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Let's get him out of here.

Why, Scott? Why?

I'm sorry.

It's all right, son. I forgive you. I'm sorry I didn't kill you.

Tom.

Come on.

You're going to tell me something.

No, I'm not. But before you do, I have someone who wants to see you.

Okay.

Do you have any idea what you've done?

Of course I do.

I don't feel anything at all.

Actually, I feel wonderful.

I feel free.

What are you talking about? I joined the revolution because I was a prisoner of

Dad. But then I realized that they were the same as him. They own me, just like

he did.

He loved you. He only loves what he owns, Elizabeth.

You know that. No, I don't. Then you're going to learn.

Now I'm free.

No one owns me.

Not completely.

Elizabeth, please sit down.

When we love people, we give a part of our freedom, right? So you love Marissa.

So? So you have to save her life.

You don't have a choice.

They only took her because of you.

Yeah, so I wouldn't change my mind about the shooting.

Right, but you did change your mind.

They didn't want you to shoot your father.

I know.

It just happened because it was right.

I understand.

So now you're going to tell me where she is before they kill her. I don't know.

Well, let's try.

They haven't been here long.

They don't have a lot of safe places. They're probably keeping her where they

keep the fertilizer.

Where's that, Tom?

I can't cooperate with you.

You're not part of the global solution.

You're part of the problem.

Is that right?

Why don't you sit your punk ass down?

I want you to try to understand.

The last guy who was near that fertilizer drowned in his own blood.

You hear me?

Yeah. Okay. So now, where's Marissa?

Oh, my God.

Is there something you want to tell me, Agent Scott?

I don't think so, except I'm doing my job, sir.

I saw you after you hit Tom DeGray. It looked like you took it on the chin.

It was no problem, sir.

Let me ask you something, Agent. I want you to be truthful.

Are you someone who needs to be needed so much that you don't even want us to

solve a case without you?

That could be you or me.

Sure, but we're talking about you right now, Agent.

You've got promise, but you're no good to anybody if you're dead, which you

avoid by sitting out the rest of this week and next, and you'll come back to

desk duty until further notice. Desk duty? Don't bother, Agent. Just say yes,

sir. Otherwise, I will suspend you, and you'll sit out anyway, only without pay.

I see your point. Thank you.

Get some rest, Agent.

You're still on my dime.

I know Antonio didn't say anything, and I never tipped him.

You were right, Jess.

I wasn't up to this. I put you in danger.

Yeah, well... I'll take you 50 % over anybody else at 100.

Hey, I never said I was down to 50%. So what did Pollock say?

He's sitting me down for a while.

Good. That'll give you time to get better, time to think. Which is the last

thing I need.

I came so close to getting killed in that car crash.

I know.

And it's not the first time that I nearly died, but I always thought that

out, you know, saving someone's life.

Blaze of glory.

Glory is bull.

I'm talking meaning, and I nearly had a senseless death.

She didn't.

It was close.

Jess, if your death has no meaning, what does that say about your life?

Come on.

I need that club soda. You know, on second thought, I'm going to pass.

Are you sure? If you want to talk... No, no, no, no. I'm fine.

What I need to do is think.

I don't want to, but...

I need to.

Right?

Jess?

Thanks for everything.