All language subtitles for Tracker 03x07 Eat the Rich [2025-11-30 20-30] uswcbs HQ

Sharks glide to the moon.

Around them, a team of divers and
others.

Parts pound each other.

Can't be thrilled.

Bull sharks are among the most fun.

Hi, Andy Fleming?

Colton Shaw.

Yeah, what can I do for you? Your
father's Walt Fleming, right?

That was him, yeah.

What's this about?

I found a phone number in some of my
dad's old work stuff.

It belonged to a guy named David
Pearson.

Worked with your dad.

Are you a government man? No, no,
definitely not a government man.

How'd you find me?

That's what I do. I find people.

I could have just called.

Question for you.

Did your dad ever mention Ashton Shaw as
my father?

Maybe the three of them might have been
doing some work together.

Yeah, that was a long time ago.

I was like nine, ten, but I remember
your dad. He stayed with us for a few

weeks.

What about David Pearson? He stayed with
you as well?

Yeah, he stayed with us a lot, but your
father just that one summer.

Do you remember anything else about my
father, anything at all?

Just that he taught me how to shoot my
first gun.

Yeah.

Ashton, I liked him. He was good to me.

From what I read, your father was a
neurologist, right? Yeah, Stanford and

Yale.

Yours? Research lab, Cal Berkeley,
environmental science mostly, and then

of went down a different path, I guess
you could say.

Okay. Yeah.

Died in 2003, famous Pearson.

You got a take on Pearson?

DOD, far as I can tell. High -level
clearance.

You have any idea why a government guy
like Pearson would be working with a

neurologist? No.

No, I don't. Me and my dad were never
close, so, you know, he always... He

always treated me like a patient's son.

You have any idea what the three of them
were doing that summer?

All I remember is they were... They were
holed up in the garage having think

tanks, as he called them.

Any idea what about?

Not really, no. But I did spy on them
one time.

Yeah, they were watching these tapes of
a man hooked up to a machine.

It was weird.

Hey, Andy, you got a call.

Sorry, I got to get some work done.

Hey, there's an extra set of rounds
there, man. Feel free to fire a few off

the house. Thank you.

Yeah, it was great to meet you. Thank
you, I appreciate it.

Looks like you're, uh, jammed up there.
Mind if I... Have at it. Yeah?

Mm -hmm.

Looks like you have an ejection port
malfunction.

You see this here?

This spent shell didn't eject properly.
It's called a stovepipe.

So what you do is you tap the mag, you
rack, right there, and you go.

Oh, uh... Thank you. You're welcome.

Oh, uh... My name's Dale.

What do you mean today?

Overheard you saying you find missing
people?

I do.

I could really use your help.

My daughter, Noelle, is missing.

How long has she been gone? Two days.

We talk every Saturday.

Waited and waited and straight to
voicemail every call.

Tell the police?

Yes, sir.

First thing I did was file a missing
persons report.

Cops met me at her apartment for a
wellness check and found her phone, no

of forced entry, no signs of foul play,
but her e -bike is gone. And that's how

she works and gets around the city.

Okay, well, it sounds like Boston PD
should still be looking for her.

Unless maybe they found something you're
not telling me about?

Okay, look, they found drugs at her
apartment, so Boston PD said they can't

chase around some stone who's gone
missing for the weekend.

But I'm telling you, that stuff isn't
hers.

She doesn't even drink.

Her older brother was an addict.

He died because of it.

Okay.

And where was the last place anyone saw
her?

Oh, uh... This is her schedule.

Okay. No one has seen or heard from her
since she went to work Friday night.

Friday night.

Boston Blaze?

Yeah, some...

Weed dispensary. Noel makes deliveries
for them. You were by there, maybe,

confront someone?

You were, uh... Oh, yeah, I did.

I spoke to her manager.

I may have lost my temper, and he had
his goon toss me out. Your daughter ever

have a problem with this guy, the
manager guy?

Oh, yeah.

She told me that he was late on paying
her last week, so when she asked him for

it, he blew his lid.

He got up in her face, started yelling
and threatening her. I told her, quit!

She told me she couldn't afford to.

Is that why you're here?

Playing with guns, child?

Maybe planning to do something stupid?

I don't know what to do.

Look, mister, I don't know what you
charge, but I promise you I will find

way to pay you.

No one will help me.

Hey, Rainey. How's New York treating
you? Yeah, pretty good.

Trip with my mom, you know, bars,
Broadway, your kind of thing.

I can get you a ticket to Mamma Mia
tonight if you want.

Oh, that's very sweet, but I've already
seen it a couple times. You enjoy

yourself.

Did you get my text?

Yeah, Randy filled me in. I didn't even
know you were in Boston.

Just passing through.

Anything on that dispensary guy you had
a problem with?

Yeah, I talked to my guy at the Boston
Public Defender's office.

It's a Vince Unger, 35, on parole,
manages a Boston...

lays lead dispensary and caught his
first charge with distribution at the

18.

Overachiever. Okay. Well, Noel's
father's pretty convinced this guy has

something to do with their
disappearance.

Looks like he's got a prior for assault
and an ex -girlfriend took out a

restraining order.

Well, thanks for the info, Rainey. I
appreciate it. Yeah. Let me know if you

need anything else.

Dude, I seriously don't know what you're
talking about. You're smoking more

profit than you're delivering, dummy.
I'm going to take it out of your ass.

Whoa.

Mind your own business.

I got this.

This?

What do you want from me? Noelle
Buchanan.

Where is she?

No idea.

Then why'd you beat up her old man?

Suck the fence, crazy old bastard came
in hot accusing me. Looking for his

daughter. You do something to her? No,
bitch did something to me. She bailed

before she finished her deliveries.
Never came back with my money or my

Come on, get up.

Sit your ass down.

Where was she delivering to?

I ain't telling you, squad.

I gotta protect the privacy of my
customers. How about I call the police?

Have them swing by, huh?

File a report?

Assault? Pretty sure that's a violation
of your parole.

She was supposed to do drops in
Cambridge, but she requested the harbor.

Why? How should I know? Probably one of
the big spenders in that part of town.

Tips, you know? She seem nervous,
worried, anything like that? She was all

the place. She was rushing around like
she was late, but her shift just

How many deliveries did she miss?

Five that I know for sure. I'm still
calling her out.

You lay a finger on her or her dad ever
again, I'm going to come back here.

And I don't want to come back here.

Okay? Okay.

Show me her delivery schedule.

Mr. Goss?

Well, the shop.

Officer Crosby.

Thanks for the call. Yeah.

Dying on the cannon, just like Elvis,
poor guy.

What were you here for exactly?

Looking for a missing woman.

Noelle Buchanan.

Saw the visitor's log in the lobby.
Thought she was the last one to visit

suite.

I noticed her e -bike out front.

The window's open.

Right? Well, that window only opens from
the inside, which means that she or

someone came down this way.

There's no forced entry, no external
injuries.

The guy had atrial fib, high blood
pressure, and lipitor on the shelf.

That stall door was open. It was
unlocked.

Do you ever use a public bathroom and
leave the stall door unlocked?

I'm just saying, someone else could have
done it.

There are medications that trigger
cardiac events.

Okay, this is important, Sherlock. I
will tell you what. I will file for an

extended talks report if that makes you
sleep better.

Randy? Yo.

Got into your dead lawyer's call log.
Anything?

Yes, sir.

Got an outgoing call to a taxi service,
9 p .m. Friday.

So this lawyer calls her a car and sends
her off the fire escape.

Must have figured she was being
followed.

Yeah, what the hell is this girl into? I
don't know. The boss said she was in a

hurry, regretted a different route, same
neighborhood as this lawyer's office.

I don't know about you, but the only
time I needed a lawyer was when it was

news. No.

Anything else from the phone?

There's a voicemail that he never
listened to.

Came late Friday.

From who?

Looks like a burner. Did we hear it?

Most people, hell no. Me?

Different story. See, usually voicemails
are stored in the cloud and security's

pretty tight.

But I create a proxy number and trick
the voicemail service into thinking that

the call is coming from the owner's
phone.

You got it?

Yeah, man, like five minutes ago.

Cueing it up now.

I'm at your place.

Haven't heard back from you. That's
Noelle.

You sound scared.

She's definitely running from something.

Or someone.

Okay, so she needs help, goes to this
lawyer, and he tries to protect her. I

guess they got to him before I could
help her out.

It said on the voicemail that she's at
his place?

That's right.

Okay, got his home address?

I don't know. He gave her a burner
phone, sent her out the fire escape. I

know why he'd send her to his home
address.

Okay, well, it looks like he has a
rental property. He Airbnb'd it.

Gotta be the one to send me that
address. You got it, man.

Thanks, Randy.

Hey. Yo, Colt. So I did a global search
on our lawyer's online activity before

he died, and it looks like his entire
search history has been wiped.

Let me guess.

After he died.

You got it. But whoever did it didn't
realize that he logged into his

account.

Online legal records portal.

What was he looking for?

Okay, so he pulled a bunch of cases from
over the years, but they all seem to

come back to this one family.

The Bennings.

This old money family out of Boston.

Bennings. Hold on a second. I know that
name.

Yeah.

Noelle worked a party for them the night
before she disappeared. A place called

the Rosewood Chateau.

Rosewood Chateau.

Very fancy -ass place.

Uh -huh. Velvet rope vibes. I dig it.
What you thinking?

She works that party, and she needs a
lawyer. Something happened.

Let me widen the search.

Oh, damn.

Some dude who worked that same event,
uh...

A waiter named Aaron Delaney. He was
found in an alley outside of Rosewood

Chateau after a tequila launch party.

What happened?

Police ruled it a mugging, strangled to
death, phone and money stolen. Are you

buying this? Nope.

I'm also not buying that that lawyer had
a heart attack in the bathroom.

I was thinking the same thing.

So, Noel sees this waiter murdered, goes
to the lawyer for help. Someone follows

her from the lawyer's office back here.
They take her, make it look like a

robbery.

Gunnings are definitely involved.

Thanks for letting me shower.

Water pressure in my place sucks.

No problem.

So, you, uh, want to grab lunch?

You know, I, um, kind of thought that
this was going to be the part where you

said that I had a great night and that
was really fun seeing you around,

you know, and then we both just know we
wouldn't.

I had a great time last night.

That was really fun.

See you around.

I'm going to write my number down so you
have it.

Okay. Just in case.

You never know.

You never know.

Hey, Coulter.

You all right?

Yeah, never better.

Did you get anything on the Benning
family?

I sure did.

Like, you can't throw a rock in Boston
without hitting a plaque with the

name on it. A lot of influence, huh?

They restore historical buildings and
bankroll politicians.

They even host the police commissioner's
gala every year.

Sounds like a family that's obsessed
with optics. I think.

You look at those case files, Randy?
Yeah, I sure did.

And the load of NDAs and gag orders and
intimidation by counter suits. I mean,

these people work hard to hide their
dirt. So they got a team of lawyers

cleaning up their messes.

That's usually how it works. But I've
got a guy that I can talk to.

Just give me a bit. All right. I'm going
to head to the Rosewood Chateau. Noelle

was working a party there. Maybe
somebody saw something.

Let me know if you find anything.

Enzo.

Remy Green.

Thanks for making the time. Sorry for
short notice.

Please, you say the word and I'll clear
the count.

Still like an Aperol Spritz in the
afternoon?

Oh, you know I would.

But I just don't have much time, so I'm
going to cut right to it. Yeah?

Do you still manage the assets for the
Benning family?

No, not for a while.

Look, there's a missing girl, and she
might have crossed with the Bennings,

gotten into some trouble. Okay, uh, I'm
not touching this.

And you shouldn't either.

These aren't people that you poke around
at.

And so?

I just want to know what kind of trouble
they're covering up.

All right? And seeing as how you oversaw
their money, I'm thinking you've seen

how this works.

Are we talking the old man Gene Benning?

He's cutthroat.

He will do anything to protect the name.

It's recent. The missing girl, she
worked catering for a tequila launch

that the Bennings were paying for. And
that exact same night, a waiter from

party, a guy named Aaron Delaney, he was
found dead outside the alleyway of that

bar. Well, if it's recent, it's not
Gene.

He battled bladder cancer and then he
found religion. He's trying to rebrand

himself. Okay.

So if it's not the father, then who?

Maybe the son, Grant.

Apple, tree, but half as smart as the
old man.

Okay, tell me about him.

He's blowing through his trust fund,
rehab in three different countries,

charges, and that's just the stuff that
I've heard about, so I figure it gets

worse.

Okay.

Who makes their problems disappear?

I need a name.

Help! Help!

Rainey, talk to me.

Okay, so again, the fixer who cleans up
for the Benning goes by the name MC.

What's his story?

Well, her story is that she's an
absolute bulldog.

I mean, she was in crisis management in
Silicon Valley briefly and then went

into single client representation as a
private family attorney.

So she's the Benning's lawyer and the
fixer.

Yeah, and needless to say, she is very
good at what she does. Kind of like

someone else you know.

I think I'm already on her radar.

What do you mean?

She sent somebody to cut my brake lines
while I was at the lawyer's rental.

Wait, what?

I think they're staking the place out
because he came back to finish the job.

Oh, my God. Coulter, are you okay?

Better than the other guy. I'm in his
car right now, searching through his GPS

nav. I think they followed her to the
lawyer's office and then to the rental

where they kidnapped her.

Okay, and so where would they take her
from there?

Benning at State? Well, my source thinks
that it's the son, Graham Benning. So

she's cleaning up one of his messes.

I'm sending you a picture now.

Got it.

On my way.

It's me. Let me in.

Bro, you're not supposed to be here.

Come on, let me talk to her. She won't
say anything.

You think she went to that lawyer for
estate planning?

She had the chance to stay quiet.

She didn't.

Come on, Milo. She listened to me. All
right, so number one, it's Mr.

Simmons to you. Not Milo. We are not
friends, kid.

And two, you said she wasn't going to
talk. That you'd convinced her wasn't

it looked like and he was just passed
out. Now, did that stop her from going

a lawyer?

No, it did not.

There has to be another way. Yeah, she
could run her mouth about you strangling

the waiter.

How do you think that'll go? I told you,
I was high out of my mind.

It was an accident.

Just listen to my plan.

All right, all right. What's your plan,
Graham?

Call the police?

Confess to murder?

I should.

Spend life in prison.

Try and think it through.

That hurts.

The guys inside will do a whole lot
worse.

Graham? Honey?

Are you okay? MC, thank God you're here.

I don't... I think we should do this.

Okay. We will figure something else out.

Sound good?

Really? Of course, honey.

Come on. I want to hear your ideas.

Time for your next dose.

Please, please don't. I swear. I swear I
won't say a word.

You got to fight.

But I don't think you realize what you
stepped in here.

No one's going to believe I'm a junkie.
They will.

They'll find the drugs in your apartment
if they haven't already, and with your

brother being an addict, it's easy math.

How do you know about my brother?

I think it's best if you let me handle
this.

Handle?

Haven't I always taken care of you?

Like when you totaled your 9 -11 high on
cocaine?

Or when I had your name scrubbed from
the police report after you paid

strippers to come to your birthday
party?

Remember the scholarship that I had to
give that girl you flipped in a hit -and

-run in Vegas?

I know I'm a screw -up MC, but I think
we should call the police.

I'm glad you're telling me how you feel.
But contacting the authorities will not

get us a permanent solution to this
problem.

Your only option is to trust me.

Do you trust me?

What are you standing around for?

Set up a table and painting you. Oh, no,
I don't work here.

Then you should get off my property. I'm
just looking for Graham.

What do you want with my son?

Talk with him? Not today.

We're having a fundraiser here tonight.
I'm sure my son doesn't remember, but

I'm certain you're not on the guest
list.

Just take a second.

Gene, everything okay?

Another one of Graham's friends.

Handle this, will you?

I'll take care of it.

Madeline, I helped manage the estate.

It's like a big job.

It is.

So what can I help you with?

I just hear C. Graham.

Right. One of his friends.

Sure.

Well, sorry.

I haven't seen him.

Sure about that?

What did you say your name was again?

I didn't. I'm, uh... I want to see my
way out. Good to meet you.

Should I follow him?

No.

You have work to do.

Come on up.

Colt, you get in?

I got in. I found Graham Benning. He's
in his bathtub. He's dead. Wrist slit.

Suicide? I don't think so. I think maybe
he got brave, become a loose end that

they had to tie up.

Damn, man, these people are ruthless.

If she had him killed, that means
something went wrong.

I need to find Noel now. I'm running out
of time.

Whatever you need.

Okay. I'm staring at his phone right
now.

There's a message on here putting the
blame on him, and there's a photo of

Can you use the Bluetooth on my phone to
hack into his, find out where that

message was sent from?

I can get you close.

Good. Do it.

Connecting now.

Okay. We're in and tracking.

All right. Came from the northwest
corner of the bending estate. Okay.

at that now.

There's a secure room there behind the
gate.

I see it. Yep. That's got to be it.

Hey.

Noel, look at me. Hey, come on. Come on,
honey. Breathe.

I can't breathe. Look at me. Can you
open your eyes? Hey, can you hear me?

Thank God it's you.

I heard gunshots. I called the police.

She's ODing. She's a paramedic.

Um... Here.

Narcan.

It's okay.

It's okay. I'm here to help you. I'm
here to help. Deep breaths.

That's good.

Gary Narcan?

You never know when you might need it.

The police are on their way.

I got you.

I got you.

I got you.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you what was
going on. It's okay.

It's all going to be okay.

Is she safe now?

She's back with you. She's safe.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You did a good job with her.

I don't even know where to start.

I've got to thank someone up above for
letting me cross your path.

Glad everything worked out for you.

I may not have much, but I owe you
everything.

Just tell me what I can pay you.

That gun you had at the range.

It's a Springfield, right?

Yeah, yeah, it was.

Well, you got your daughter back. I
don't think you need the gun anymore,

So what do you say?

Hand that over to me.

Call it even.

Yeah. Whatever it is that brought you
here, I hope you find it.

Me too.

Could I at least buy you dinner?

Sounds good, but I got one more stop I
got to make.

Thank you.

Take care of each other, okay?

Did you forget something?

Forget anything?

Just thought we had more to talk about,
MC.

Thank you.

Have you spoken to the lead
investigator?

quite a bit to sort with the family.

I had no idea what Graham was up to.

Yeah, what was that?

I'm sure the police can provide you with
details. No, no, I want to hear from

you.

Apparently, he strangled an acquaintance
during a dispute.

Noel was witness to it.

Aaron Delaney, that was his name.

I'll take your word for it.

Graham arranged for Noel to be kidnapped
by the man who tried to overdose her,

the same man who he had dispose of a
friend's body in an alley.

The police say they have texts to prove
it.

Actually, Graham's been unstable for
years.

Seems he couldn't handle the mess he
made.

Almost hard to believe.

It is, isn't it? Mm -hmm.

Yeah. Not the first time you've done
this, is it?

I just work here.

Mm -hmm. So what is it really?

I don't understand.

Yeah, you do. Come on. It's just the two
of us talking out here, right? You can

tell me.

That guy that you had cut my brake line?

He didn't report back, did he?

You knew exactly who I was before I
showed up here. So what, you want the

B? You told Gene.

Graham is too much. Too much to deal
with.

It's the only way out.

Amputate a limb, save the patient.

You better put that way before.

I'm just happy that Noelle can go back
to her life now.

You covered your tracks pretty well. You
really did.

The way I see it, the only way you get
caught now is if something else happens

to Noelle, so you're pretty much forced,
aren't you, to stay away.

Like I said, I'm just happy Noelle is
safe.

That poor girl's been through so much.
She has.

I know what you did.

Love that for you.

Mm -hmm.

The thing is, with people like you, you
slip up, you're gonna make a mistake,

and you're gonna get caught.

Maybe.

But it's not going to be today.

But it will happen.

I just hope I'm here to see it when it
does.