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It's all clear, Mr. McNeely. Good. They'll be ready in a few minutes.

Nelson. Mr. McNeely.

Good morning, Mr. Preston. We're ready whenever you are. Great. Please let

Heather know.

Heather, you're not wearing that.

Why not?

Because... Dad, I'm almost 17 years old. I know, and that outfit is just a

little too... This is what everyone is wearing.

I don't care.

Go on back upstairs and put on something a little more conservative.

McNeely, help me out here.

Sorry, Heather, your dad's the boss.

Men.

Love Danish.

Come on, have a little strawberry. And maybe a little, we suppose that is

The healthy choices I see.

Good for you. Need my fruit.

What, that's it? Two?

I didn't know they were going to have food here, so I ate before I came.

Hey, guys.

What's that?

Cappuccino. You didn't see the cart? No.

Right there.

Hey.

Good

morning.

Hi, Alex.

Andrew Walker. Hi, Heather.

McNeely, security.

Ranger Walker.

And I call him McShadow, because he's always right beside me.

Not for much longer, though.

I know.

I'm going to miss you.

You'll be happy you don't have someone watching over you every minute of the

day.

Alex, good to see you. You ready for the big ceremony?

You bet I am.

You remember my husband, Ranger Cordell Walker? Of course.

How you doing? Good to see you. Good seeing you, too, Mr. Preston.

And thanks a lot for the donation to the Hope Center.

Oh, it's my pleasure. Heather talks constantly about the Hope Center.

Heather has been one of our best volunteers. We are really going to miss

when she goes off to Cornell.

We're about to start, sir.

And we need to get you some breakfast.

Okay. Bye.

Nice to see you.

She's a fine young lady.

She's my life.

Mr. Prostein, start.

I'm hungry. I'm always hungry. Okay.

Back to buffet table. You two, back door.

Aim high and don't act like a billionaire.

Thank you.

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, and thank you for being here this morning.

Each year, we in the Dallas Business Association seek to honor an

that embodies spirit, established and dedicated both in the service

and the city.

And the Hope Center is just such a place.

And so it is our distinct honor to present this year's Community Spirit

Alex Cahill Walker and the Hope Center.

Fine, now we've got to move.

I've got Heather, we're out of the room.

Are you all right?

I got you covered.

Me?

You told us I'm your Texas Ranger. Shut up and get in the van.

In the eyes of a ranger, the unsuspecting stranger had better know

wrong from right.

Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you.

Any long you do, he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Cause that's where the ranger's gonna be.

I can't figure this out, Alex.

What happened here?

It has all the looks of a nativity kidnapping.

Yes, but the obvious choice is Mr. Preston.

Yeah.

But they didn't try to hit us.

They shot above us and then retreated.

Why didn't they try to take him?

Where's Heather?

Mr. Preston?

Where's Heather?

McNeely has her. He got her out.

Can you call him?

McNeely?

McNeely.

Dean.

They're not answering.

Trevette.

Get down. Oh, my God.

What happened?

Where's Heather?

Where's McNeely?

McNeely.

McNeely. McNeely. Why isn't he answering?

It was a diversion, Trevette.

Diversion for what?

To get Heather out of there.

You bring Neely, Scott.

I know.

You think you kidnapped her?

Yeah, I do.

Thank you, Angela.

We'll keep you posted.

Won't you give me my money so I can get out of here?

Oh, right.

Orla, get rid of them.

Take care of the other two before the cops can question them.

No witnesses.

Got it.

If I'm right, I think they will be calling you soon.

We'll finish up here. I'm going to pull everything we got on McNeil. Okay.

You want us to question the shooters?

Yeah. Okay, we'll follow them back to headquarters.

We'll drag you back to your house.

help you this time.

Nick Neely?

Why are you doing this?

I already told you, money.

Please let me go.

Dad will give you whatever you want.

Yes, I'm sure he will as long as I have you.

Now smile for the camera.

up because I'm busy.

Get Mike Walter.

Seth is the best communications man in my company.

If anyone can trace the call, he can.

I'm sure McNeely has planned this very carefully.

Why hasn't he called?

When is he going to call? I'll give him whatever you want.

I know it's hard to be patient, but... Please, Alex, this is not your daughter.

We're talking... I'm sorry. I don't mean to take it out on you.

It's okay. I understand.

My last conversation with Heather was a fight.

It seems that all we do recently, every time we talk, is to fight, argue over

clothes or money or curfews or music, stupid things.

Sounds like a typical relationship with a teenager.

Heather knows you love her.

You know, I can't remember the last time I told her that.

Hello?

Listen carefully, I won't repeat myself.

I've emailed my account information to you.

It's McNeely.

I should have known the Rangers would figure out it was me.

Where's my daughter, McNeely?

Well, that's going to be a little harder to uncover because you're about to get

busy. You have until the end of business today to wire $100 million to my

offshore account.

That's six hours from now, McNeely.

That's right.

Make it happen or I'll kill your daughter.

How can you do this to Heather?

You protected her for years.

Exactly. And as soon as she left for college, you were going to let me go. We

trusted you, McNeely.

Bet you did.

And I put it to good use.

Mastering your computers, developing a foolproof plan.

Even your ranger buddies won't be able to help you out.

Better get busy.

Clock's ticking.

Put Heather on. I want to speak with her.

Oh, I can't do that right now.

But you can see her on the website.

Heathercam2001 .com A website?

I put up a special live feed for the next six hours.

And you get to choose the way it ends.

Salvation or death.

Get it?

Once I locate the cell he's transmitting from, I can put you in the right

neighborhood, but without the exact phone number.

Can't get a trace?

No, sir.

He's bouncing his signal all over the map.

Here's the website.

Oh,

my

God. Can you hack into the website?

I think so.

It'll take some time.

It's not necessary. I'll give him anything he wants.

Mr. Preston, there's no guarantee I'll let Heather go, even if you give him the

ransom. I'm not giving him the ransom.

Walker, you don't think McNeely would tell Heather if he gets the money.

All four shooters have wrapped it a mile long. And McNeely made sure none of

them would talk.

Do you have anything on McNeely?

His record's clean.

He has quite a military background.

He's a navigator on a bomber in the Gulf War.

Wait a minute. Go back one, would you?

That's the guy with the rocket launcher.

William Borla.

Poulter's filed for that.

They were in the same squad in the Gulf.

Borla was Neely's pilot. Got himself dishonorably discharged.

He has a cousin here in Dallas, Tony Borla, who owns the conflict of interest

pool hall.

Tony has a criminal record.

Four years in Huntsville for robbery.

Go talk to him.

See if he knows anything.

Listen to me. I don't care how much of a loss I'm going to take. I need you to

sell that stock and wire the $10 million immediately.

No, that's not fast enough. Do it now, or you'll never get another cent on my

business ever again.

Give me Carl Overman, First Catalans.

He leads me beside still waters.

He restores my soul.

Guiding me on the right path. I told her that sound the weaker mother does.

He's on the line.

Carl, I'm going to have an emergency.

I need you to wire $20 million, and I need you to do it quick.

That's right.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no

evil, for thou art with me.

Three, two, one, and Kelly. This morning, Heather Preston was kidnapped.

Two hours and 20 minutes ago, the ransom call came in.

As you can see, people keep arriving here to show their support.

On our screen, we're carrying the live web feed of Heather's ordeal.

In what may be the first kidnapping broadcast live over the Internet, we

when Heather prays, we cry when she cries.

Heather may not hear us, but we are with her.

Kelly Santos reporting.

Tony Boyla?

Texas Rangers, Tony.

Texas Rangers, huh?

I'll be.

Where's your cousin William, Tony?

How the hell would I know that?

I suggest you think about it for a minute.

You don't have to think about anything.

Get your butts out of here.

One more time.

Where's your cousin, Tony?

Oh, man.

Look what you did to my bar, man.

We're gonna do a lot more if you don't tell us where he is. I told you I don't

know where he's at.

Well, when was the last time you saw him? Oh, man.

Okay.

You like talking now?

Look, he came by here a few days ago, all right? First time I'd seen him in

years. We had a couple drinks, and he started in talking about how he was

into some money, how he was gonna...

Get to fly again.

He was going to just kiss this whole country goodbye.

I didn't pay any attention to him.

Shoot, man.

He's always running his face. I figured he's just making up some big story. You

know, just throwing it out the side of his head. Did he say anything else?

No.

Tony didn't know much. Just that his cousin was coming in with some money and

looking forward to flying again.

Well, the question is, what is he flying?

You know, McNeely's got to know that every law enforcement officer in Texas

looking for him.

He must have an escape plan.

And with Borla being a pilot... You think they're escaping together?

My bet is Borla's flying him out of the country.

Well, to fly any distance, they'd need a jet.

I don't think McNeely or Borla have that kind of money.

No.

But there is one place McNeely could get a jet.

Congratulations, Captain.

Right on time.

Do I know you?

Sure. I'm the guy who's going to be flying your plane.

Nearly. I'm in position.

I'm reporting live from the Preston estate, and you're watching our

coverage of Heather Cam 2001.

There are now less than four hours left on the clock as the world watches

helpless as a scared little girl prays.

For the Lord is good.

His steadfast love endures through.

Preston's plane is hangered in Dallas Airfield.

I'll have Sidney Engage check it out.

You know, I wish we could figure out a way to get McNeely on the phone so we

trace that call.

Yeah, me too.

There may be a way.

Arrange it with Tom Luby. He'll know it.

Walker? Alex, see if Seth can cut into the website and get Heather off the air.

You want us to take it offline?

Are you sure?

I'm hoping McNeely will call back to find out what's going on.

What did you say?

Walker wants to shut the feed down.

What? He's hoping that McNeely will call back to find out what's going on.

All right.

Ranger Walker. Can you do it, Seth?

It'll take a little time.

Then get on it.

Right.

Wait a second. Seth, you can't shut that feed down.

Tim, Walker knows what he's doing. You're going to have to trust him.

This is Preston's hangar.

Wasn't there supposed to be a plane here?

Yep. Do you see any plane?

No.

What's that?

How must Heather Preston feel, knowing the world is watching her endure this

ordeal? It must be agony.

Okay, thanks.

All right.

Sydney and Gager at Preston's hangar. No plane.

They found the pilot dead.

Borla must have taken the jet.

Where?

McNeely has to be in the Dallas area.

So the jet has to be somewhere close by.

Check all the airfields in the Dallas area where a private jet could land.

All right, they need an airstrip longer than 3 ,500 feet.

One without an air tower, so nobody can detect their location.

All right, here we go.

Three of them. Colby, Sage, and Tucker.

Okay, why don't you, Gage, and Sidney go check them out.

We understand that Heather Preston was recently accepted to Cornell University

in New York State.

They'll get there in time.

Won't they?

That's what we're praying for, honey.

That's what we're praying for.

As the clock counts down to the six -hour deadline, no word yet from Tim

or the police as to whether the ransom has been paid or what's being done.

We'll keep you updated as we get new information.

Trivette, it's Sydney.

I'm over here at the Colby Airport.

And there's nothing bigger than a Cessna.

More than I got.

You talk to Gage?

No, not yet.

Let's hope he has better luck than we do.

I know.

Walker. Walker. I'm at Tucker Airfield. I can see the jet. The portal is loading

something onto it.

Gage, there's no time for backup, so be careful.

Don't worry.

I'll call you after I take him down.

McGeeley, Preston, I've checked my account, and there's only $25 million

Where the hell is the rest of my money?

Now, listen to me. The transfers take time. The money will be there.

Yeah, well, you better not take much longer.

You've got less than 30 minutes left.

Still no trace.

We need the exact phone number to pinpoint him.

Keep trying to hack into that website.

Please.

Please let me go.

Shut up.

Time to get ready to go.

I want to come home.

We'll find you, baby. We'll find you.

By

the

time I get to the airport, I'll have everything I ask.

Cut it!

Shut it down!

We're in the final half hour. Kelly, the site's down. What's happening?

We lost the feet?

We seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties.

No, it's...

In a stunning development with less than 30 minutes left on the clock, the

HeatherCamp2001 .com feed has gone offline.

This is completely unexpected.

We have no idea when the feed will return, if ever.

We hope and pray that Heather will be all right.

Is the phone trace ready?

Yeah, but try to stall him. We need at least a minute.

Hello? Preston, what the hell are you doing?

I'm trying to get you your money so I can get my daughter back.

Don't play games with me, Preston. You cut the feed. It wasn't me.

Don't you think I want to see my daughter?

You were seeing her live on a webcast until you... I didn't do anything,

McNeely. Now listen to me. There's less than 30 minutes left. I want that feed

back up, and I want it up now.

Don't tell me what to do, Preston! Get that feed back up and prove to me that

Heather was alive, or I'll stop the wire transfer.

Oh.

Who cares?

I'll get by with 90 million.

Oh, and don't worry.

You'll see your daughter soon enough.

I wouldn't want you to miss Heather's death.

Big Neely, please don't.

Please.

I'm begging you.

Oh. How does it feel, Preston, to beg?

Please. Don't.

Did you get the trace?

I've got it narrowed to a five -mile radius, but we still need an exact phone

number.

Bring it on, ranger boy!

What's the matter? Getting tired?

Now where's Heather Preston?

Knock it on heaven's door.

There's nothing you can do about it.

I got Borla, but he won't call.

Get his cell phone.

Okay, I got it.

Zipac Neely's number is on the list of calls Borla has placed.

There's only one number on the phone.

What is it?

I have McNeely's cell number. Thank God.

What is it?

We'll get back to you.

Jim, Ranger Walker.

Get the chopper ready.

Got it.

Walker?

Seth was able to isolate the cell grid.

McNeely is at a Dallas storage warehouse, 995 Buckram Avenue.

The Heathercam website is still down, and there has been no word from the

Preston household.

It must be an agonizing wait for Mr. Preston and everyone else inside.

That's absolutely true. I've only got six minutes left.

Please, God, let Walker find her in time.

I thought you cared about me.

McShadow?

Do you know how much I hate that nickname?

Ever since you were born, everything's been handed to you on a silver platter.

Well, you and your father are about to find out that life isn't just a bowl

of cherries.

Why hasn't Walker called yet?

We've only got a few minutes left, for God's sakes. Why hasn't he found my

daughter?

I have to come over there and shut you up. You'll find out just how long and

painful your last five minutes on Earth will be.

Now shut up so I can get this website back up.

I need to see her.

Turn that website back on.

It's okay.

Go ahead. Put it back online.

We're online.

Kelly, the web feed is back up.

She's back on.

With less than two minutes on the clock, Heather Camp 2001 is back.

Mom, Dad, it's back on.

Oh, my God.

I don't know if you at home can see this, but we're being shown some sort of

picture of a shotgun pointed right at Heather.

We knew it could come to this, but we hoped it would be resolved by now.

If that girl dies, we're going to have a long ride back to Rangers headquarters.

Our station has made the very difficult decision to continue carrying the feed

of HeatherCamp2001 .com live.

We do not know what that conclusion will be, but we want to prepare you for the

worst. Every family must make their own decision as to whether or not to watch.

But we warn you, it could be graphic.

I'm gonna go be with mom now.

Please?

Sorry. I'm already running late.

But say goodbye to your father for me.

you

Are you okay?

Yes.

Thank you.

Let's go home.

I love you so much. I love you too, Dad.

Have I told you lately how much I love you?

You can tell me again.

Thank you, Walker.

I'm glad it worked out all right.

Cause the eyes of the ranger are upon you.

Any wrong you do, he's gonna see.

When you're in Texas, look behind you.

Cause that's where the rangers are.