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Bagel delivery!

Yes!

I wasn't expecting you.

You're still in your robe.

That is how to enjoy a Saturday.

The other key is bagels. And I am not talking about those cement donuts they

call bagels around here. I am talking New York style.

From that place on Charles Street.

Mom, you want some cream cheese?

Oh, hi.

Uh, hi.

Hi.

Jess, this is Frank Patterson.

Frank, this is my daughter, Jess.

I've heard a lot about you.

I haven't heard anything about you.

Jess brought bagels.

I brought bagels. Great.

I like bagels.

Great. I like bagels, too.

Uh -huh.

I'm late for work.

You just got here.

What about the bagels?

I'll pick them up on the way. I just don't want to keep Brooke waiting

you know how she gets. Work, work, work.

Hey, handsome.

Hey, did you find my boutonniere?

Yeah, I did, but I ate it on the way over. Okay, good.

I knew it. You're nervous.

No, I'm not nervous. I'm just conscientious. Is that right?

Wow. You look amazing.

Thank you.

And you have lost none of your charm.

In fact, I'd say you found some extra.

Brooke, this is Ingrid Brody.

Ingrid, this is Brooke Hassel.

I think it's one of Greg's old friends. Not that old, Eric.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you, too.

I gotta go to work.

So, uh, you know Greg from where?

College.

We used to be pretty tight.

Lots of changes since then.

You ever been married? No.

Well, Eric would be a good place to start.

I'm really happy for Greg.

He and Maddie would make a great couple.

Don't turn him back now.

Just wish his mother thought so.

Poor Ann.

She looks like she'd rather be getting a bikini wax.

Where is he?

The staff said there'd been no cars in or out for the last 15 minutes, so Nadia

could have come through this door and squeezed through this hedge.

It means somebody took her through the hedge.

Or she went on her own.

I don't think so.

Here's a piece of address.

A car could have waited for her right on the road.

Bro, Nadia did not get cold feet.

Maybe she did, maybe she didn't.

Maybe they fought and she hit him and she ran.

She was wearing $200 ,000 worth of jewelry so somebody could have grabbed

for that. I'm just open for all possibilities.

I'm just saying I don't think she ran because they were in love. And that

what exactly?

Are you going to handle it officially?

Would you prefer if I didn't?

Of course I want you on it. Then I'm on it.

Can I borrow your phone?

I'll talk to Greg, and I'll need the guest register and staff list.

Sonny, cancel your Saturday.

I mean, Alfie is finally in town on a weekend, and I could be doing some very

complex things right now between a man and a woman that you couldn't even

imagine on the best day you ever had, but instead, here I am.

Well, it's just face facts, Sonny. You derive more pleasure from your job than

anything else. Oh, yeah, this is coming from a man wearing a suit on a Saturday.

I should see what I wear on Sunday.

Okay, so her probable course of exit was out a side door, through the hedges,

and to a car waiting for her on the street. The evidence response team came

with more fibers from the dress, but that's it so far. If someone took her,

were very careful. There were no witnesses?

She was wearing a wedding dress.

All the attention was by the pool where the ceremony was supposed to take place.

So there's no ransom demand yet, right?

How do we know that this was an abduction and not a nervous bride?

We don't.

Well, Adderley Jewelry Store confirms that Nadia was wearing nearly a quarter

a million dollars worth of their jewelry. Well, that's pretty good motive

there.

Let's say she did run. Where would she go?

Well, she has no family here, no siblings. Her parents are deceased.

Immigration give us anything?

Worked as a teacher in Moscow, came to the U .S. to improve English, admitted

a visitor, green card application by the time her visa expired.

Mind you, marrying an American would have made that automatic.

Any enemies? Not according to Greg Paulson. Maybe it was aimed at him.

Paulson was a litigator for Quinlan and Murray. He was made a partner at 30

after winning a landmark biotech case. It made him a fortune.

Get anything from the guest list?

Just Greg's family, friends, and business associates.

There is not a rap sheet in the bunch.

Well, this ought to be fun. No leads, no suspects, nothing.

Maybe not even a crime.

the most romantic place in the world to eat.

That's okay. I just wanted to stop by, get an update, and get another look at

this dress.

So how's Greg doing?

Not great.

He's feeling a little helpless, but I just keep talking to him. Tell me a

bit about his mother.

Ingrid said that she doesn't really approve of him getting married. Well...

You know, she's one of those mothers that are hard to please.

How does Greg deal with that?

He ignores it.

He's his own man.

And Nadia?

If it doesn't bother Greg, it doesn't bother Nadia.

She trusts him.

She was being chased in a forest by a cloaked man, I think.

He slit her throat with his dagger, but there was no blood, no wound even.

So she wasn't hurt?

No.

Is this a rural location?

Yeah, a forest, but it was strange. It was all lit up.

And there was a knife that didn't draw blood.

Are you sure we're talking about an abduction here? Or something that seems

dangerous, but isn't.

It would make sense if the abduction was staged.

Go get a look at where she lived.

Looks like Natty was excited about the wedding.

You ever think about what kind of wedding you want?

Hmm.

Yeah, it'd be something private, elegant.

With me, the guy, a few guests.

And the Reverend Al Green to officiate and sing at the reception.

Your stuff? Who are you?

My name is John Linton, and that is my fiancée.

Those letters are mine. You can't look at those.

The prohibition against unwarranted search and seizure was designed to

the citizenry against oppressive acts by the state.

Very impressive, Mr. Linton. You a lawyer?

I operate a crane.

But I know my way around the Constitution, and I use my keys to get

door, so you can't charge me with breaking and entering.

Our contract states that you will marry me within three days of entering this

country. It has now been five weeks. My check has... My check has been cashed.

Was Nadia a mail -order bride?

Well, she was.

Arranged marriages are statistically more stable than love matches.

Nadia, you filthy, lying...

Nice. I had a right to be angry. I paid $25 ,000 to bring her into this country,

but she didn't fulfill her side of the deal. Sounds like you do a refund.

I am.

But Barbie Moorhead said that... Barbie Moorhead?

The marriage broker.

She said she'd already passed my money on to her Russian partners, and there

no way to get it back. So you decided to just take your bride back.

I wasn't at the wedding, and I didn't take her. I was working. Ask my boss.

I will. I heard about her disappearance on the radio, and I remember there were

things I wrote to her that could be misinterpreted. There's only one G in

strangle.

See what I mean?

What are we misinterpreting here? I'm the victim in this situation. I paid to

bring her here. Oh, I see. Okay, so this is just a business deal gone wrong.

I loved her.

From the minute I saw her picture on that web page, I knew she was the one.

And what did she do?

She runs off with some rich lawyer?

So I went to talk to him.

Greg Paulson knew about you and Nadia?

You know what he did?

He told me if I agreed to shut my mouth and go away, he'd pay me my $25 ,000.

I told him to shove it.

Well, why didn't you take the money?

A check won't do my dishes.

It won't warm my bed.

Brooke, Greg Fulton is waiting for you in an interview, too. Good, thanks.

Hey, listen, can you check on John Linton's alibi?

They're the particulars.

Oh, almost forgot you have a visitor, too, in your office.

Mom.

Hi. Hey. Hi, honey.

Oh, you didn't tell me what a great office you have here.

Yeah, it's kind of post -modern -y.

Yeah, I talk to Sunny.

She's terrific.

Yeah, yes, she is.

So, uh, how are you?

Mom, is this about Fred?

Frank.

Right now.

Look, I am, uh, I am so embarrassed about what happened yesterday.

Don't be.

I was going to tell you about him. But you thought I would think that it was

soon, after Dad died.

I knew it.

You think it is.

I should never have come here.

Mom, what's he like?

Who? Fred.

Frank. He's fine.

That's it. He's fine.

It's early days.

Mom, I think it's great.

You do?

Yes.

Stop worrying.

Great. Well, then maybe you and your brother and Frank and

I can have dinner.

That would be great.

Sonny, I need you to run a background for me. Fred Patterson. It's Frank.

Your mother told me you'd ask.

Don't appreciate being left waiting in the interrogation room.

Makes me feel like a suspect.

Why are you wasting time wondering about me instead of looking for Nadia?

Don't you mean your mail -order bride?

That's what this is about. So you knew about her past.

She told me a couple of days before the wedding.

She gave me the chance to back out.

I told her it didn't matter to me who she used to be or what she did.

All that mattered was her future.

Mr. Paulson, Nadia did not tell you that she was a mail -order bride. John

Linton told you.

Sit down.

So now I can't help but wonder, what else haven't you told me? So Linton came

me, so what? After hearing that Nadia lied about her past, you must have been

angry. I was surprised, yeah, who wouldn't be?

But it didn't change anything.

Then why did you try to pay Linton off?

To make him go away.

Or maybe actually to spare yourself some embarrassment.

I mean, what would people think? A handsome, successful guy like you having

buy a bride?

We're done here, right?

So what exactly do you do here, Miss Morehead?

We arrange for like -minded individuals to meet and establish a happy living

arrangement. What happens if that doesn't work out?

In those infrequent cases, we tell our clients it will not be our issue.

Scavi d 'entor.

Let the buyer beware.

Which is exactly what I told Mr. Linton when Nadia inexplicably changed her

mind.

Inexplicably. You obviously didn't meet the guy.

Oh, I rarely meet the client.

We do our work over the Internet.

So how do you find all these women?

I have an associate in Russia.

Sergei Priyakin.

He's paid a fee for each successful arrangement.

He's an angel.

His work saves these young women's lives from poverty and despair.

Well, the pretty ones.

Well, market realities do require us to be customer -driven.

Without that, we couldn't bring happiness to anyone, pretty or

So when Nadia backed out, did Mr. Linton get his money back?

Regrettably, we were not in a position to do that. We provide only the services

we advertise.

Our responsibility ends.

once we introduce the client to the bride.

What about Sergei Priyakin? Did you pay him his fee?

Why would we?

The arrangement wasn't successful.

So how much money did he lose?

$12 ,500.

You kept all that for yourself?

We lived up to our end of the deal.

We should be compensated.

Yes.

Thanks for your time, Ms. Moorhead.

My pleasure.

It's like selling people, isn't it?

Like prostitution with a matchmaking spin?

I won't say there aren't gray areas, but sometimes it means a better life for

these women.

Do you approve of the mail -order bride business?

All I'm saying is that there's an argument either way.

Now, Ms. Moorhead's story did not match Linton's, so I'm looking at her, Linton,

the Russian marriage broker, and Greg.

Love is just way too much trouble.

Throw in money, you've got the two biggest motives around.

Well, just take another cold shower.

You can never be too clean.

Yes, you can be too cold. Babe, I got to go. I love you. Bye.

All righty, here we go. Here we go.

Sergei Priyakin, professional matchmaker and low -level enforcer for the Russian

mob. He was deported from the United States in 2001 for operating a

ring out of Miami, and according to the INS, hasn't been back since, as far as

we know. Lovely. What about John Linton's alibi?

His crew boss confirms he was on the job site at the time of the wedding.

Great.

We've got someone to see you.

Hey. Brooke, you could have come to me.

I was only doing my job. Greg is a friend.

He gets attacked. His fiancée gets abducted on their wedding day.

I asked you for help, and what do you do? You drag him in here and treat him

like he's responsible for something? It's possible that he is responsible.

It was his wedding day.

He loves her. He withheld evidence from me.

Okay, that was a mistake.

He was protecting Nadia's privacy, that's all. Or he was trying to hide his

motive for backing out of the wedding and getting her out of the picture. How

could he have taken her? He got hit over the head. He could have hired someone.

How could you even think like that? Eric, I don't really think in any

way.

I just go where the evidence leads me.

The right thing to do would have been for you to tell me what you knew.

Then I could at least talk to him as a friend. I can't share details of an

investigation. You know that.

It was the same dream, but this time there were gold coins.

But when she tried to pick them up, they just crumbled.

So maybe she did want to marry Greg for the money, but something went wrong.

Hey, I've been rooting through Greg Paulson's bank account.

You just love doing that, don't you?

Turns out that he's every mother's dream.

He's been supporting her for the last ten years with annual bumps to keep up

with the cost of living.

So she's not really rich.

No wonder Ann Paulson was so sour about this marriage. She took one look at

Nadia, saw a gold digger going after her son's money, and somebody who just

might cut off her support.

Oh, ooh, I have got the scoop on your mom's new friend, Frank Patterson. And?

sounds like a peach.

He's a widower. He's got two grown children.

Manages a hardware store.

Coaches Little League. Involved with a bunch of different charities.

When he plays accordion in one of those wedding bands.

I knew there was something wrong with him.

You're kidding, right?

He sounds fine.

As far as I'm concerned, Nadia made her choice.

She ran away.

Let her go.

I take it you don't care for her.

I care about my son.

I want him to marry someone who loves him, not just his money.

Does Greg know how you feel?

I raised Greg in a one -room apartment. When you live together that closely, you

don't keep secrets from each other.

So you weren't always wealthy?

I'm not wealthy now.

Greg is.

Is that one reason why you didn't really approve of Nadia? You thought maybe she

might talk Greg into cutting off the money stream?

I'd love to have seen her try.

No one tells Greg what to do.

Except you.

He was marrying Nadia, wasn't he?

Well, he hasn't married her yet, has he?

Why do you dislike her so much?

I don't dislike her.

My son has worked all his life to raise himself to a higher class. I just don't

see why he has to go back to the lower classes to find his bride.

Did you know Nadia came to America as a mail -order bride?

No, my son doesn't have to pay for a woman.

Surely he didn't keep that from you.

If only he had married Ingrid, then he'd be so much happier.

Ingrid from the wedding?

Ingrid Brody, yes.

They were involved when Greg was going through law school, and then when he

graduated, it fell apart.

So sad.

They were made for each other.

No one knew him better than she did.

What light from yonder window break?

It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

Chuck, you have to say it with passion.

Well, I have to know what it means first.

All you're really saying is, wow, Juliet is one hot babe.

Just put that emotion behind it, and trust me, it'll work.

Dave is so good with these kids.

He volunteers his weekends for this.

Won't even let weddings get in the way.

He doesn't seem like Greg at all. That's why I married him, among other things.

So what happened with you and Greg?

Oh, you know, time, place, life.

We met in college.

Everything was great.

I loved him, he loved me.

But I was working full -time at the bank.

waiting tables at night and he studied constantly.

And then he got accepted to law school and everything changed.

It just became all about him.

But you guys are still friends.

Yeah. Greg's a great guy.

As long as you're not in a relationship with him.

What does any of this have to do with anything?

I'm just trying to understand him a little better.

Then you should be talking to Greg.

Circling the wagons.

It's an expression that made me... I know what it means.

Hazlitt.

I'll be there in ten.

It's been a ransom demand.

Five million dollars or Nadia dies.

Within the next 24 hours, you will be contacted and given an account number.

Instantly transfer $5 million to that account, or I will be executed.

This video was sent as an email to Greg Paulson's office account.

How long to trace it back to its origin?

A few days.

But they gave us the account number. Can't we just wait and track that? The

money will be out of that account in seconds.

They can move it all over the world and back again before we've even traced the

first account number.

INS flagged us on this.

Sergei Priyakin slipped back into the country about two weeks ago using one of

his aliases.

But he's not here on vacation.

Put out an APB on him. He's now our prime suspect.

I don't know if this will help, but I was surfing the net and kind of

accidentally slipped past the firewall into Barbie Moorhead's computer system

and sort of stumbled across the names and addresses of all the Russian brides

she's brought into Indianapolis.

You are so scary.

You have no idea.

Excellent. We'll start at the top of this list.

Maybe one of them will be able to tell us where he is. Give me two minutes.

We'll go.

Eric, this isn't a good time.

Greg told me about the ransom.

Will you please let him go now?

The guy's going crazy. We're working on other things, but Greg is still on my

list of possibles. Then you're just stubborn. No, I'm professional.

Why aren't you listening to me? I told you about him. Eric, it did not work

way. Okay? I cannot run an investigation based on a person's feelings, no matter

how much I love that person.

How much?

You've never said that before.

I didn't mean to say it now.

You didn't mean to say it?

But you didn't mean what you said.

Okay, this isn't a good time.

No, I disagree.

I'll let you know when I've cleared Greg off my list, but I've got to get back

to work.

Yeah.

You do that.

Hello.

Thank you for coming in, Miss Petros.

It's Mrs. Johnson now.

And I'm happy to.

It's my duty as a citizen.

Also, I'd rather not do it at my house.

People see police around, they might think something's wrong.

I've worked very hard to fit in here.

I'm looking for Sergei Priyakin.

Is he in trouble?

A woman's life is in danger.

So she's an actual mail -order bride?

Yeah, she breathes oxygen just like you and me.

Okay, but she didn't know her husband.

80 % of brides don't know their husbands, if you ask me.

Including you? Oh, no.

I've known Alfie since I was 14. He was always fantastic.

Do you have any idea where Sergei is?

I don't even know if he's in the country.

Probably not.

He doesn't really fit in.

You have a good wedding?

Are you kidding me? It was great.

All five of my sisters were maids of honor, and I waltzed with the governor

Arizona.

Pretty damn.

Oh, she did a mean waltz.

I don't know. I just, I still can't imagine loving someone enough to know

you're going to spend your whole life with them.

Oh, I knew right away with Alfie.

And then I told him on our first date, and when he didn't run out screaming, he

knew I was right.

Well, that's a long way from there to me.

When she came over here, she didn't know anyone.

She didn't even know her husband when they got married.

Oh, in some countries that's called tradition.

I'll tell you what, whatever they had back home is probably worse than what

face here. And I bet you they're glad to be here. Well, even if they have no

idea who they'll be with.

Basically, everyone needs someone.

And I know that sounds kind of arbitrary, but I don't think anyone

to take the ride alone.

I'm not the best tea maker in the world, so that's not why you're here.

Right.

Yeah,

I am a little weirded out about you and Frank.

I know that I said that I wasn't, but I... It's just, I mean... Oh, God, this

a nightmare.

I mean, me here talking to you about this, I don't mean you being with Frank

a special way.

Oh, yeah, okay, maybe that does qualify as slightly nightmarish.

Drink your tea, it's getting cold.

Okay.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't think that anyone should have to

take the ride alone.

What ride is that, sweetie?

Uh, you know, the ride.

Life.

I just think that...

If you like Frank, then he's probably a really nice guy, and you should probably

keep seeing him.

And you should just let me get over whatever it is I have to get over.

Okay.

Thank you for that.

I mean that, Jess.

So, um, do you want to stay over tonight?

Frank's not here, is he? No.

You should probably go home.

But thanks.

In the next 24 hours, you will be contacted and given an account number.

You must instantly transfer $5 million to that account or I will be exit.

So the background kept changing?

At first it was the forest, and then it was some landscape that just didn't seem

real somehow.

And then it was the city skyline.

And last thing, there was this guy with a hood and a cloak holding the dagger.

So maybe that means he was moving Nadia from place to place. But what did that

have to do with the dagger that he didn't kill?

Hello and welcome to Burger Robes, where you can enlarge your meal for just $0

.49. Vera?

Yes? Special agent for Catholic FBI.

I'd like to talk to you about Sergei Priyakin.

I can't talk now.

Every order must be filled within three minutes or less, or there are penalties.

I activated the timer as soon as I said hello. Okay, we're not going to order

you. Don't have to worry. Then I must serve the next customer.

Vera.

My husband makes a quick sale through. No chit -chat. It might hold a little

three minutes average.

I'll have a bagel, buddy, and a decaf coffee.

Where is Sergei Priyakin?

I don't know.

Tasha Petrov says you do. It's easy for Tasha.

She has money. She has a home. She doesn't have to be afraid of her husband

what that guy will do to her if she runs.

Neither do you.

I can get you out of here right now and take you to a place that is safe. If I

stay and I work and I keep quiet, then I am safe.

What is the life you want? Nobody has the life they want.

Next customer, please.

Listen to me.

I think Priyakin got cheated out of some money over a woman named Nadia

Fedorova. I think he kidnapped her and he's going to kill her.

Please.

We are good.

Sergei asked me to meet him.

He said he had another girl he wanted to talk about.

And you believed him? No, I knew he'd won his money.

He's been a good connection for me.

But he was in a rage.

And he started hitting me.

I thought he was going to kill me.

He knocked me down.

And I saw he had a gun on a chair, and I don't know, I didn't think. I just, I

grabbed for it, and I shot him.

Okay.

Ms. Moorhead.

Tony's going to kill me.

Ms. Moorhead, where is Nadia?

Did Priyakin say anything about her?

No.

It's just the money.

So you believe her self -defense story?

Well, forensics isn't in yet, but yeah, I do.

You know, the thing is, though, if Priyakum's so crazy about getting his

back, then he's not expecting some big ransom.

Which leaves us with our prime suspect.

Greg?

Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you'd want to know. I got the ransom

letter today. I transferred the money.

Almost everything I have. You should have called us first, Mr. Paulson.

Who are you?

Alan Coyle, special agent in charge.

I don't need the FBI's permission to do anything, Mr. Coyle.

What's wrong?

Mr. Paulson, when it comes to paying out ransoms, it's a question of incentives.

If you take my movie.

Oh, God.

Did I just kill Nadia?

You must instantly transfer $5 million to that account, or I will be executed.

There's got to be a connection between my three dreams.

Okay, if the dreams all connect, why the change of location?

And what about the disintegrating coins and the dagger that doesn't draw blood?

Could a combination of those words be a place name?

I fed them into the computer eight ways till Sunday, nothing came out. The

dreams aren't pointing to a place.

Okay, so what are they pointing to? A person.

The images are pointing to the kidnapper. In your first dream about the

dagger, I thought it meant the kidnapping was staged.

But you don't think it was.

Right, but the key word is... Nothing in your dreams is real. It's all an

illusion. It's all fake.

Like theater.

Theater in the park.

Ingrid's husband, Dave Brody, does theater in the park for kids.

You said Ingrid worked at a bank. She would know how to move funds.

The Brodies have Nadia. Check the county records. See what properties they own.

And check their bank accounts. See if they're renting anything.

Thank you, Brooke.

You're welcome.

Greg!

Oh, my God.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Brooke, thank you.

You're very welcome.

They told me it was you, but I couldn't believe it.

What the hell were you thinking? I made you, Greg.

And I got nothing in return.

Your mom looks happy.

Hey.

Hey.

I just wanted to say thank you.

I was just doing my job.

I'd say it was more than that.

You were impressive.

But not always attractive.

Well, I was impressing you.

I wouldn't say that.

You were a little intimidating.

Intimidating?

It's coming from a man who is six foot seven, makes more money than I can ever

dream of, and has enough charm for ten men.

Yeah, well, I don't see myself that way.

I do.

I think of you a lot, actually.

So, the other day at the office, about...

Loving? Yeah, I know. I just blurted that out. Yeah, I know.

So I just want to be clear and calm.

Now that there's less pressure, I'm not going to say something I may not mean.

which is going to make this even harder.

What?

I had a business deal come up in China.

In China?

Yeah, just a big real estate thing. It's never been done.

It could be a big power play, and I got to go to Beijing to swing the license.

Wow.

But you're not going to be moving there permanently?

No.

No, just for a little while.

I can deal with a while.

How long is a while?

I don't know. Maybe a few weeks. Maybe more.

Maybe less.

I think we're strong enough to survive a while. Don't you?

Absolutely.

You know, I just thought that... I

think we should dance.