All language subtitles for Good Morning, Killer (2011) [WEB]en

( thunder rumbles )

( thunder rumbles )

( whimpering )

( gasps )

( crying )

Mom.

It's me, Juliana.

He's gonna kill me.

Good.

Woman:
Vince! Vince!

It's Juliana!

( cellphone ringing )

( ringing continues )

( cellphone beeps )

Hey, Mike. What's up?

Mike:
We have a kidnap.

The victim is a 20-year-old
college student.

Woman:
Are you sure it's a kidnap

and not a college kid
lost on a bender?

Yeah. Where are you?
At the pool?

Yes, and it was really nice
until you called.

She didn't come home
last night.

Mom and dad got a call.
No demand for ransom.

The girl was pleading
for her life,
then they hung up.

Works for me.

The boss has assigned you
the case agent.

I'm leaving now for
the residence in Santa Monica

with a special response team.

I'm there.

( thunder crashes )

Got latte.

Mm.
Got blow dryer?

- Surveillance
will be a bitch.
- Ain't it the truth.

Well, anyone talk
to the parents?

- We were waiting
for the case agent.
- Sweet.

( door opens )

What's all this?

Good morning, ma'am.

I'm Special Agent
Ana Grey with the FBI.

- Good to see you,
Agent Grey.
- You too, detective.

This is Lynn Meyer,
Juliana's mom.
Remember, Lynn?

I told I'd asked
for assistance from
the FBI, right?

This is our
special response team --

Special Agents Donnato,
Vernon, and Sullivan.

Ma'am, we're gonna bring
your daughter home

as quickly and safely
as possible.

May we enter your home?

Thank God you're here.

Donnato,
you're the case agent
for the Bureau?

Nope.
That would be Agent Grey.

Sorry, ma'am.

Not a problem.

Kyle and Barbara,
set up the surveillance teams.

Yeah, well, you just put
in your order. We'll get
it to you by Wednesday.

- Vince! Vince, get off!
- ( sighs )

Sir, Special Agent
Ana Grey with the FBI.

I need you
to get off the phone
immediately.

It's my phone.

Well, we need to keep
the line clear

in case
your daughter calls.

I'll call you back.

( telephone beeps )

I get that.

It's just that I was
talking with a major client.

We manufacture jeans,
run the company together.

It was a good idea
at the time.

( police radio chatter )

Well, we need to look
at your records.

Oh, great, because we're
the criminals now, right?

Mike:
No one's suggesting that,
Mr. Murphy.

Is there anybody in your world
that might have had a grudge

against you
or your family?

Yeah, sure. I'll tell you who.
That would be Nelson Yi.

Nelson Yi.

Yeah, the bastard,
he was a member of
a Korean gang

that stole $300,000 worth
of spandex from us.

And Vince testified
against him.

We'll look into him.

Better sight lines
in the alley.

Surveillance is
in place.

I'll check
on the guys upstairs.

Hey, Lynn, listen, I got to
roll, but I want you to know

that I 'm on the case,
okay?

Now, a police negotiator's
gonna stay here with you,

- and you have my card.
- Oh. Thank you.

Thank you so much.
You've been so terrific.

- Hmm. Take care.
- Thank you.

Where's the brief
this afternoon?

It's at our office.

I'll see you there.

Hey, let's get something
straight here, okay?

Juliana is loved.

She comes from a loving home,
and she's a good kid.

She doesn't drink,
she doesn't smoke --

I mean, she doesn't
smoke anything.

Mike:
We hear you, Mr. Murphy.

So, something must have
happened to her

because she would never
do this to us.

We know something
happened to her.

Has Juliana
ever run away?

No.

- Does Juliana
have a boyfriend?
- ( banging )

Hey, what's with all
the hammering upstairs?

Uh, the wires
and pliers guys.

- They're putting in a phone
line to our command center.
- Oh, that's great.

Ms. Murphy, is there
another way out back?

Yeah.
I'll show you.

You got this?

( police radio chatter )

Tell me.

When was the last time
you had something to eat?

Ana:
Your daughter
is beautiful.

Lynn:
She doesn't even think
she's pretty.

Who took this picture?

( sighs )
Um...she said a friend.

I...

- Is it okay
if I make a copy?
- Yeah.

Juliana's a swimmer?

Since she was 8.

She's really only at home
when she's in the water.

I can relate.

How's Juliana's
state of mind been lately?

She's been kind of upset
since her grandfather died --

my dad.

They were really close.
( sighs )

You know, I just --
I just can't --
I can't do this.

I'm sorry.

Ana: Check this out.

Mike:
That's a weird expression on
her face, don't you think?

Looks like she's trying
very hard to please someone.

A friend takes this,
and that's how you look?

Who is Juliana posing for?

If they call,
you tell them you want to

hear your daughter's voice --
nothing else,

get off the phone.

And what if
it's my mother?

I can't tell her
what's happened.

Well,
this is the negotiator.

She'll be listening in
on the conversation,

passing notes
on what to say.

Wow, a team of professionals
trained to deal
with your mother.

( chuckles )
God bless America.

Most importantly,
do not talk to the press.

It could escalate
the suspect, okay?

( sirens wail )

- Hey. Need you.
- Let me hit you back.

All right.
What did we get
from the dad?

The victim's boyfriend
is Charles Rodriguez,
lives in Venice.

They were together
in high school.

Juliana never made
the adjustment to college,

so when she moved back in
with her folks,

they started seeing
each other again.

- They don't like him.
- Wrong side of the tracks?

Dad calls him a user.

A user of what? Drugs?

People.
Their daughter, apparently.

She goes to Santa Monica
Community College

and works at a high-end
clothing store called Magique.

Uh, what are
you thinking, boss?

Does it make sense
this knucklehead Rodriguez
would kidnap her?

Mike:
She might be hiding with him
from her parents.

She's an only child.

They keep a pretty tight
rein on her.

Interview the boyfriend.

We're bringing him in.

What do we know
about the family?

Sullivan:
The father got her
the job at Magique.

Hmm.

Is he molesting her?
That why she split?

I haven't ruled it out.

Polygraph both parents.

I-I'd rather
work it gently, sir.

If we know more
about Juliana,

we'll have a better idea of
who might have taken her.

( inhales deeply, sighs )
Your call.

Thank you, sir.

We're doing fine here.

( chuckles )

( sea gulls squawking )

( indistinct conversations )

( telephone ringing )

All right, and these are
prepaid. Thank you.

Did you get
some good shots?

Half of them
didn't come out.

Ah, did you forget to
turn on the auto focus?

I often do that myself.
( chuckles )

Hey! Uh, sir?

Carl? I finished.
Do you want a ride?

Oh, no, thank you,
Mrs. Santos.

I'll see you
at home later.

Okay.

Ana: Good afternoon.

I'm FBI Special Agent Ana Grey,

and this is
the all-hands briefing

for the Santa Monica
kidnapping task force.

The victim is
Juliana Meyer-Murphy.

I'd like to bring in
detective Andrew Berringer

who is the head investigator
for the Santa Monica P.D.,

which is the lead agency
on this case.

Thank you, Agent Grey.
We appreciate your assistance.

This is the first
911 call from the mom. Go ahead.

- ( computer beeps )
- Woman:911 operator.

Lynn:Uh, yeah, m-my daughter
hasn't come home tonight,

and, uh, I-I've called
all her friends,

and no one seems to
know where she is.

Woman:
Do you have reason
to suspect your daughter

has come into harm's way,
ma'am?

Lynn: N-no.
No, I-I...I guess not.

No, she's...
she's probably just late.

Never mind. I'm --
I'm sorry to bother you.

- ( computer beeps )
- Now, this is the second call,

which came in at 6:30 A.M.

- ( computer beeps )
- Woman:911.

Lynn:
Someone's k-kidnapped
my daughter!

They've taken her!

Woman:
How do you know she's been
kidnapped, ma'am?

Lynn:
The just called!
You've got to help me!

- ( crying ) Oh, my God!
- Woman: All right.

Calm down and tell me
exactly what she said, ma'am.

Lynn: She said,
"Mom, it's Juliana.
He's gonna kill me."

And then they hung up.
( cries )

So, there's been no demand
for ransom. That's all we have.

We'll be marrying up
with Santa Monica P.D.

On canvassing the neighborhood,
all that good stuff.

So, as you complete your leads,
call in with your results.

Let's find this girl.

- ( indistinct conversations )
- Thank you.

Want a bite?

Yeah.

- Want a bit more?
- Mm-hmm.

- Go ahead. Share.
- Wow.

How are we gonna do this,
Andrew?

( chuckles )

Act like grown-ups,
if that's possible.

Sure, unless
the kidnap becomes
our jurisdiction,

and then I 'm your boss.

Can you handle that?

( chuckles ) I like it
when you're on top.

You know that, right?

( chuckles ) Wow.

I have to go to work
every day

and pretend I don't know
what you look like naked.

Hmm. Look what I have to
contend with.

Hmm.

So, um...my boss wants to
polygraph the parents.

What do you think?

It's an old marriage.

You can smell
the rotting meat, Ana.

Oh, you're so cynical
about relationships.

I've been there so often,

my name's inscribed on
the relationship crapper,

sweetie.

You know, you keep saying
stuff like that.

What are you
telling me, Andy?

( inhales sharply )

Uh, just give me
safe passage.

It's what my dad
used to say.

"Just give me safe passage.

"I know you're
smoking cigarettes, Andy,

and it ain't gonna cut it."

So, like,
don't get mad at me?

No, like, um...
( chuckles )

Help me through this.

( chuckles )
Through what?

We're seeing each other.

We're not running a marathon
in Death Valley.

How long is it?

It's 26.22 miles.

That we've been going out,
goofball.

( sighs )
Almost six months.

We go forward and we go back

and sometimes I think
it's in full retreat.

Well, guess what.

What?

I'm here.

Good.

Juliana Meyer-Murphy
worked here maybe six months

before she was fired.

( up-tempo music plays )

What did she steal?

A $700 leather jacket.
I had to let her go.

You know, would you mind
e-mailing that to me?

Yeah, no problem.

I didn't have the heart
to tell her parents.

Her dad makes our jeans.
He got her the job.

Did you notice any changes
in Juliana

before she started
taking things?

Hanging out with
questionable people?

It was after I fired her
that things got creepy.

Andrew:
Oh, yeah?
How's that?

She used to sit out there
on that bench all day,

every day,
right in front of the store.

I thought
she was stalking me.

I used to leave
through the rear.

( sighs )
Charles Rodriguez,

I'm Special Agent Donnato.

Thanks for coming in.

What'd I do?

- Not pay my taxes?
- ( laughs )

That's not my department.

So, listen, uh...

tell me about you relationship
with Juliana Meyer-Murphy.

I know her.

I know you know her.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Juliana?

Yeah.

A couple weeks ago maybe.

We had a barbecue
with my family.

( sighs ) Really?

So, she comes to the party
after you hit her?

I never hit her.

( pen taps )

She posted that
on her Facebook page --

said you two had a fight,
then you slapped her.

I m-- That's trash talk.

Your girlfriend's missing,
slick.

Did you know that?

No.
What happened to her?

What happened to you?

You've been arrested for
breaking into people's houses,

and now you're slinging weed
for the Mexican mafia?

Okay, what does that have
to do with Juliana?

I'll tell you what.

We're gonna do this again,

only this time you're gonna
tell me the truth.

( sighs )

Right?

( sea gulls squawking )

Ana: Yeah.
Great. Thank you.

( cellphone beeps )

( sighs )

( chuckles )
Don't do that.

Do what?

That.

We're pulling video
surveillance footage

from the cameras
inside of the mall.

We should have it
by this afternoon.

That was Agent
Mike Donnato.

The boyfriend admits
he took money from Juliana

to pay off his debt
to the Mexican mafia.

Hmm. Let me ask you
a question, Ana.

How much longer
do we sit here

before we jump on a Harley
and head up the coast

to the Sandpiper Motel?

30 seconds.

One...
two...

( both laugh )

Okay, so,
she steals merchandise

from her place of employment
to help out her boyfriend,

and then she gets fired,
right?

Right, so, she sits there
day after day

afraid to tell her parents

'cause dad's the one
who got her the job.

- Right.
- Grandfather died.
She hates her life.

( clattering )

That's Willie John Black.

Hey, Willie.
How you doing?

Remember me?

I'm Detective Berringer.

Oh, yeah.
I remember you.

You were always a gentleman --
even when you arrested me!

Thank you very much.

Listen, Willie,
have you seen this woman?

Yep.

I saw her with that man
with the camera --

the tourist from Arizona.

What did he look like?

White guy.

Ana:
Wait, you saw him talking
to this girl? When?

On and off.

- Yesterday?
- Wel-- uh, maybe.

Andrew:
Willie?

Yeah?

Do you know his name?

Well,
I call him "Arizona"

'cause he's always
talking about Arizona.

Wants to go back where
he came from just like me.

I-I'm originally
from New Orleans.

I'd love to go back,
but I have to work.

What, uh...
what kind of work?

Well, I work for
the National
Defense Department

traveling around America.

My job is to drive randomly
through the United States

and data-process
sponge cake.

- Hmm.
- Right.

Well, "sponge cake"
is a code name

that refers to
Patricia Hearst.

Sometimes I run into
a candlelight situation --

that's an entity case
where the future

and the past
kind of merge together.

Willie, have you
ever been in a hospital?

They give you
any medication?

Well,
I 'm on medication
right now.

I'm a depressed
person right now.

Okay, Willie, Willie,
God bless you.

So, Juliana 's sitting
on the "poor me" bench,

and this guy comes --

Okay, stop.
Willie isn't credible.

- It's a lead.
- No, it's not a lead.

Listen, there's truth
in what he's saying.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

What part?
The data-processing
sponge cake?

No, actually, you need to
weed through that stuff.

Look, Willie John Black is
a schizophrenic transient.

I'm not taking it
to the boss.

Listen, if you're afraid of
what your boss says,

that's your problem.

See, this is what I meant
about working together --

you and your testosterone.

Since when
do you have a problem
with my testosterone?

Oh, I would love to
continue this,

but I 've got to go see
my grandfather

before the next briefing.

If Willie 's
a good witness or not,
it'll all be on tape.

- That's it?
- Later.

( engine turns over )

Hey, toots!
Long time, no see.

Hey, Grandpoppy.
Mm. Mwah.

Ana:
I heard a story today

about a little girl
and her grandfather

that made me think of you.

- Happy belated birthday.
- Well, thank you.

You look great, Poppy.

Hey, you know, I 'm on a diet.
I lost two pounds.

Oh, I shouldn't have brought
any cake then.

Oh, I love cake.

Remember, your mother
was a great baker.

Yeah, she always made
a big deal about birthdays.

She loved
throwing parties.

Of course,
all that stopped
when I was 14.

Why's that?

Mom died
when I was 14.

No.

That doesn't seem right.

Yeah, trust me.

Look, you've always taken
great care of me.

Now it's my turn
to take care of you.

I don't need anybody
to take care of me. I'm fine.

What are you drinking?

I brought my own.

Oh, white wine.
A pussy Bureau drink, huh?

Okay, can we drop the Bureau
bashing for just one night?

I'm working a kidnap

and I just stopped by
to wish you a happy birthday.

Hey, you know,
I did a kidnap
back in...1974.

Long Beach.
They snatched
a kid out of a deli.

And I figured that one out.

When you were a cop,

did you ever use
a transient
as a witness?

When I was a cop,
we didn't have transients.

We had bums.

( sighs )
Okay, bums.

So, what is your wisdom
on the testimony of bums?

Well, my wisdom is
and always was

lock up the bad guys,
then ask the questions.

Well, you know,
it doesn't work that way.

Well, then what are
you asking?

I'm asking
for safe passage.

What the hell
is safe passage?

You wouldn't understand.

Well, then why throw it
on the table?

Just say,
"Happy birthday, Poppy."

( sighs )
Happy birthday, Poppy.

Ana: This is the surveillance
footage Santa Monica P.D.

pulled from the mini-mall.

Those two obviously
know each other.

( sighs )

Can we capture his face?

( keyboard clacking )

( computer beeping )

Roll it back.
There's got to be
a better angle.

Let's save time.
They probably
went to his vehicle.

Run the film from the garage
and skip to 2:46 P.M. yesterday.

Nice, Ana.

Thanks.

( clears throat )

( chuckles )

I was going there.

Of course you were.
You're the one with the PhD.

( clacking continues )

( beeping )

That's an Arizona plate.
Right, Ana?

Call Phoenix FBI
and see what we can get.

In 12 to 18 hours
we should know who he is and
what he eats for breakfast.

- Right, Donnato?
- Yep.

This guy's into
his own scenario.

He was hunting,
and he found a little mouse.

Run it back to
the same time every day.

- Stop.
-( computer beeps )

There he is.

He was hunting where kids
hang out in the afternoon.

Find that girl.
She could I.D. the suspect.

( keyboard clacking )

( computer beeps )

Maybe she's the mouse
that gets away.

( breathing heavily )

( crash )

( clatter )

( grunts )

( grunting )

No, stop. Stop!

Andrew, stop it!

I'm sorry.
That psycho got
inside my head.

That's what he does.

Give me safe passage.

Always.

Thanks.
You're an angel.

I try. Is Mom okay?

- Just barely.
- Yeah?

Why is it that no matter
how much money you have,

the pull-out sofa
still sucks?

Hmm, yeah.

Ana: ( sighs )
Good morning, Lynn.

Would you have a seat?
I need to talk to you
for a minute.

So, what did you guys find out
about that bastard Nelson Yi?

Nelson Yi is still serving
a 4-year prison sentence

for stealing spandex
from your company.

What about the fact that
he's still got friends
outside of prison?

- Did you ever think of that?
- Yes, we have.

And we no longer consider
nelson Yi a suspect.

Great.

Folks, we need to
bring you in for a polygraph --

a lie-detector test.

Vince:
Hey, we're her parents!

- We love Juliana!
- Of course.

Vince:
Some people, they chop
up their kids

and they
put them in concrete.

Did we do that? No! So,
what the hell are you guys
thinking? We're dying here!

Lynn,
are you all right?

Nobody has to take
a lie-detector test.

Ana:
Why not, Lynn?

( sighs )

I should have
told you sooner.

( voice breaking )
I was just praying
it wasn't true,

but now I 'm so afraid.

Lynn, what are you --
what are you talking about?

( sighs ) I had a --
I had an affair.

I had an affair in Milan
with a buyer from Nordstrom,

and he took my baby!

Ohh!

Why would a buyer
from Nordstrom
take your child?

Because he was very,
very angry with me

when I ended
the relationship.

You ended
the relationship?

I...I sent his underwear
to his wife.

You mean Al Hobart?
That pompous, little creep.

Good choice, Lynn.
Good choice!

One of the top executives

of the whole damned Nordstrom
overseas operation.

Screw this.

Vince, wait!

Lynn, tell me about
this man, Hobart.

He lives in Seattle,
but he's in L.A.
all the time.

Ana! We have a situation!

Oh.

Vince has locked himself
in the study.

- Oh, no.
- What is it?

Vince keeps his father's gun
in the desk.

- ( beep, static )
- We need backup.

Dad has barricaded himself
in the study. Possibly armed.

Vince, what's going on?
Talk to me.

Vince:
What's there to talk about?

You don't have a clue.

You don't even know
if my daughter's still alive.

Ana:
You thinking of doing
something to yourself, Vince?

Are you thinking of
committing suicide?

Vince:
The hell with you!

I'm talking to the dad.
Just give me a minute.

- Gun!
- Don't shoot him!

- Drop the weapon!
Step out of the hallway.
- It's a phone.

- Drop it now!
- ( phone clatters )

( sighs )

Oh, Vince.
What did you do?

- Have you seen this girl?
- Hey, you seen this van?

- No. Sorry.
- Unh-unh. Unh-unh.

No? All right, thank you.

Big nothing.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Excuse me,
have you seen
this van around?

Does it look familiar?
No? Thank you.

Have you seen this girl?

Mnh-mnh.

Seen this van? Hmm? No?

Seen this van?

Brother,
have you seen this girl?

( cellphone beeping )

Hey, pal.

Yeah?

The guy we're looking for
is driving this blue van.

This is the girl
he was talking to on the bench.

She looks familiar.
What's her name?

- Don't look now.
- I'm Franny.

Where'd you come from?

I got a million texts
the cops want to talk to me.

Actually, FBI.

I'm Special Agent Donnato.
This is my partner Kyle Vernon.

We're looking for the man
you were talking to.

We believe he abducted

a young woman
at this same spot yesterday.

That douche?
He came on to me.
I was out of there.

You split? Why?

Like I 'm a model?
I can be in a magazine?

He was trying to act all cool,
but he creeped me out.

I thought
he was some kind
of army guy,

not a real photographer.

Plus -- just weird --
he says, "Don't forget me."

How do you know this girl?

I don't know her,

but I saw her
talking to him.

Hey, where's
the Santa Monica cowboy?

Polishing his boots?

Don't ask me.
I'm only the case agent.

Right.

( raps desk )

All right, folks.
Let's go.

We have a prime suspect.

( computer beeps )

Ray Brennan.
35, former marine.

We heard back from Phoenix FBI.

They determined
from the tags
on the van

that Brennan
was arrested twice
for sexual assault,

but the victims did not
press charges.

We now have a witness,
Franny Barnes,

a girl Brennan tried to
pick up at the mall,
but she knew better.

He told her,
"Don't forget me."

and we fed these words
into VICAP

thinking he might have uttered
these same sweet nothings

to other victims.

Kyle:
Hold up a minute, Mike.

Yeah, what's up?

- Take a look at this.
- What do you got?

Reporter:
Welcome back to
the KPWN news.

And I 'm getting
some breaking information

on the missing girl.

A 20-year-old
Santa Monica resident --

Juliana Meyer-Murphy --
has been reported kidnapped.

She was last seen entering
a blue van with Arizona tags.

- What's that about?
- ( sighs )

The dad locked himself
in the study

and called the TV station.

He believed if he got
his daughter on TV,

it would get her returned.

( groans )

Should have
never happened.

- ( knock on door )
- A.S.A.C. Galloway,
you wanted to see me, sir?

Galloway: yeah. Ana Grey,
this is Jason Ripley.

He's a new
probationary agent.

Hello, Agent Ripley.
Welcome.

Pleased to meet you,
ma'am.

You're going to be
Jason 's training agent.

Great.

Wasn't Mike Donnato your,
uh, trainer?

Yes, sir.
Mike gave me my first arrest.

Yeah. You never forget
the person who gives
you your first arrest.

I'll never forget you.
( chuckles )

- How long you been in?
- Six months.

I love it.

Isn't that great?
Enthusiasm?

- Terrific.
- All right.

We just got three hits
off VICAP with words like,

"Don't forget me," and,
"You'll always remember me."

He strangles the victims
to the point of asphyxiation,

performs sex acts,
wakes them up,

and does it again.

The assaults on VICAP
took place
in Georgetown,

South Beach,
and Austin, Texas.

All nice girls
with no criminal records

taken from
youth-oriented malls.

They all resemble
each other.

Yeah. Jason was
a school psychologist

before he attended
the FBI academy.

We should pay more attention

to the psychology
of the offender.

It's called criminal
investigative analysis, sir.

It's what I do.

Then do it.

Without the whole world
watching.

I got a call
from the S.A.C.

People with money
and influence

do not expect
their children to be under
threat of any kind.

Is he allowed
to have that cigar?

He doesn't smoke it.
He just waves it around.

Well, you don't need to
fly to Vienna to figure out

the symbolism there,
right?

A.S.A.C. Galloway is
head of our division,

and the only thing
he stands for is respect.

Y-yeah. Right.

Sure.
Hey, listen to me.

I want to thank you
for taking me on.

I hope to learn from you
and not make the same mistakes.

Uh, maybe I didn't
say that right.

( siren wails )

( police radio chatter )

( cellphone beeping )

( ringing )

- ( cellphone beeps )
- Ana Grey.

Andrew:
Hey. So, a missing-person
case in Culver City.

Police found the body
of a young woman

in a shallow grave
in the park.

Brunette?

Yeah. She fits Juliana 's
description, Ana.

( sighs ) Thanks.

( cellphone beeps )

( police radio chatter )

( helicopter blades whirring )

( van door closes )

Something's up.

I'm gonna go see.

Sullivan:
No, let's stay inside
for now.

( indistinct conversations )

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

( sighing ) Oh, god.
How did this happen?

Kids got on Facebook.

( crying )
Juliana 's --

We don't know
who the victim is.

So until we get an I.D.,
let's not even go there.

Ma'am, it went viral
on the internet.

Doesn't mean
it's Juliana.

Those people out there,
they don't know anything.

Lynn, we're just gonna
have to wait for an I.D.

Wait? What for?

- Get a grip!
- ( gasps )

You just shut up.

This is all your fault!

You had to call
the TV station!

- You made him go crazy!
- How dare you say that!!

I'm gonna fight you, Lynn!
I want my daughter back!

Let's go into the kitchen
and put this into perspective.

Vince: Juliana --
I want my daughter back!

( camera shutter clicks )

She's been dead
around 10 days, I'd say.

It isn't Juliana.

No. We have
a positive I.D.

Her name is
Arlene Hartounian
from Los Angeles.

Same age
and close in appearance.

( sighs )
As far as I know,

murder isn't always part of
Ray Brennan's pattern.

He strangles them,
lets them go, damaged.

Andrew:
Well, could be two
different suspects --

or he's escalating.

Cause of death?

Coroner won't commit
pending autopsy.

But if you look,

you can see the ligature marks
around the neck.

Now, I 've placed calls
to different departments

looking for cold cases
that are similar.

Might bring closure
to some of the families.

You were missed
at the briefing.

Well, I got called out
on this thing, honey.

Well, you could have
let me know.

( camera shutter clicks )

Ana.
Have a look at this.

Hey, Hugh.

Ana, they recovered
a partial footprint.

Male,
lug sole pattern.

It's a boot print.
Military?

We'll know when
they run it through

the footwear-recognition
database.

Then they can tell us
the brand,

where he bought them,
and his mother's maiden name.

Keeps the propeller-heads
happy.

( camera shutter clicks )

So, my gut says
it's the same guy.

I'm gonna head back over
to the mall

and show the victim's photo
to Willie John Black.

Around 9:30?

Fresh grapefruit martinis?
Huh?

- Hmm?
- ( both chuckle )

Fresh-squeezed.

Go away.
I'll see you then.

Woman:
Partial clearing tonight
with a low of 65.

And more sun expected tomorrow
with a high of 77.

Man:
There was a grim
discovery today.

A body of a young woman,
possibly linked

to the disappearance
of Juliana Meyer-Murphy

was found in Culver Park
this afternoon.

Anyone with information
on a blue Dodge van,

Arizona license plate
MAQ3586,

call the tip hotline
at 1-800-431-5790.

Man #2:
And in sports news,
the Spartans...

You'll never forget me.

( rock music plays )

( sighs )

( cellphone dialing )

( ringing )

Hey, baby. I'm here.
Give me a shout.

Ana:
Excuse me, have either
of you seen this girl?

No? Okay, thanks.

( sighs )

( cellphone beeps )

( light clicks )

( sighs )

Excuse me, sir.
Special Agent
Ana Grey -- FBI.

I'm looking for a Santa Monica
police detective --

Andrew Berringer.

- I don't know him. Why?
- We're working
a case together.

We're looking for a transient
named Willie John Black.

- Oh, the guy with the bike.
- Yeah.

He's usually out by the, uh,
Dumpster around now,

but I haven't seen him
tonight.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

( car alarm chirps )

( door closes, locks )

Mom?

( sighs )

Get up.
We're going to church.

( laughs )

What are you saying?
( chuckles )

You wanted to go to
the church trip

up to Lake Arrowhead,
so now we're going.

It's the middle
of the night, fool.

You've been using.

Really good.

So, now what happened?
You lose your job?

Leave my mom alone.

You, pack.

No.

We're going camping.

You find
those sleeping bags now.

Roxy,
do what he says.

Thank you, ma'am.

I appreciate
your consideration.

Why isn't Ian going to
his tennis lesson?

I can't take him.

Because, Rochelle,
I 've been up all night,
and I 'm fried.

Hey, Mike.

Someone's approaching
the residence.

Weaving
and possibly intoxicated.

Man:
Okay, roger that.

Of course I want him
to make varsity.

Rochelle, I 've got
to call you back.

( cellphone beeps )

Mike: Juliana?

Okay.
Juliana, it's okay.

It's okay.
My name's Mike.

This is my partner Kyle.

Okay, we're with the FBI.
We've been looking for you.

( crying )
I want to go home.

I know you want
to go home, honey,

but I can't let you
go in there right now.

I've got to get you
to a doctor
so they can examine you.

My God, has she been
walking all night?

I just want to go inside.

Listen, I 'm gonna put
these gloves on, okay,

in case you've got
evidence on you.

- Please.
- All right?

- You got this?
- I got this.

My partner's gonna go tell
your mom and dad you're okay.

Okay?

( sniffling, crying )

We're gonna get you to
the hospital, okay?

In a police car.

Let's go. It's okay.

Nice and slow.
It's okay.

- ( whimpering )
- It's okay.

It'll be okay.
Just take your time.

- It's okay.
- I just want to go home.

I know you want
to go home. You can.

We just want you
to see a doctor first

to make sure
everything's okay.

Okay, so watch your head.
Nice and slow. Okay?

Nice and slow, sweetie.
There you go.

Put your feet up there.
Okay?

You'll see your mom and dad
at the hospital.

It's gonna be okay.

( engine turns over )

( siren wails )

( indistinct talking on P.A. )

- Mr. Murphy.
- Ana.

I need to be
with my daughter.

Well, I understand
they're taking
good care of her.

She's a survivor,
that kid.
I told you that.

They want you
in the examination.

What about me?

Lynn, they're collecting
evidence, all right?

Thank God
she was only raped.

She was sexually assaulted
and brutalized, sir.

She needs support
to get through this.

We'll worry about support.
We're her family.

We'll support her.

You find the guy.

That's the plan.

We'd like to give you
a complete medical examination

to make sure you're okay,

but first I do need to
ask you some questions

about what happened.

I don't remember a lot.

You said that a few hours ago
you got out of a car.

It's a van.

Can you describe the van?

Everything you can tell us

will help us find the person
who did this to you.

Can we pl-- just please
get this over with?

Woman:
I love that guy.
He's so soft.

Can I have the duck?

I see you have bruises
on your neck.

How did that happen?

Did he touch you
in any other way?

He raped me.

Did he penetrate you
with anything else?

Juliana, each act is
a different crime, okay?

Juliana...

I'm an FBI agent,
and I carry a gun,

but there are still things
that scare me.

Sometimes I wake up
in the night

and, oh, man,
it would be such a relief

to have someone to talk to.

I need a much more
detailed account

of what happened to her.

It seems there's
loss of consciousness
and loss of memory.

It's possible she was drugged.
We see a lot of that.

( sighing ) Well, look,
I need to get answers,

especially because this guy
is likely to do it again.

You know how to get her
to disclose.

She needs
to feel safe here

and comfortable
in her medical care.

And I need to move.
I have a task force
ready to go.

It's not my role
to force her to talk.

Let's move over here
and take off your clothes.

They may contain evidence.

Please stand on the paper
so we can collect anything

that falls off
your clothing.

Is that okay with you?

It's okay.

If there is evidence
on your skin...

( click, humming )

...it'll show up under
this ultraviolet light.

I need to turn off
the lights.

That's fine.

Are you ready?

Is there any place
on your body

where he licked you
or kissed you?

( voice breaking )
I don't know.

Did he ejaculate
on your body?

Oh, my God.
( sniffles )

Is it all right
if I continue?

Turn around for me.

There's a mark on your back.

Is it all right
if I ask Ana
to look at it?

Sure.

Um, what kind of shoes
was the assailant wearing?

Boots.

Do you remember anything
special about them?

They were
all polished up.

Thank you.

I have to photograph this.

What?!

He left a partial imprint.
It's the sole of a shoe.

Get it off of me!!

Please, just get it
off of me right now!

Get it off, please!
I don't want it on me!

Get it off!

Good morning, Mike.

Good morning, sunshine.

Ouch.
You look beat up.

Oh, yeah.
You look worse.

- ( slurps )
- Hmm.

- ( sighs )
- So...

Yeah?

How's the Santa Monica
cowboy?

Please,
don't call him that.

- Just looking out for you.
- Oh, yeah?

You have a better idea?

( sighs )

I might.

Really?

The World's Greatest Dad?
Most Married Man?

( chuckles )

The married part's not going
so great right now.

But, uh, you know,

Rochelle and I,
we've been there before.

Sorry to hear that.

What to do?

( sighs ) Oh, Mike.

I don't want to play.

Ana, we're still missing
the victim's description
of the offender.

She can't do it.
She's traumatized.

Her responses are guarded.

We need the victim's
narrative. Push it.

No. I'm not
gonna push her, sir.

She needs to feel safe.

Do I need to bring in
a more senior agent
to take over this case?

Absolutely not.
I'm doing good here.

Look what I 'm getting --

prime suspect possibly linked
to four other crimes.

Let me have a shot
with Juliana.

Up to the case agent.

Juliana's already formed
a bond with me.

A bond is not the same as
an empathetic relationship.

I'm not her shrink,
and neither are you.

And if you think
that's what this is about,

you've got the wrong
idea of what it means
to be a federal agent.

- That is a dated view.
- Dated?

I got to be at
the Saudi consulate.

Just get her to talk.

All I 'm trying to do
is share my expertise.

Share this.

It's been a hard week.
Everybody is --

I won't bug you anymore.

Here's my card
if you need anything.

You were
a high school swimmer?

So was I.

What's your best stroke?

What difference
does it make?

Have you been
back in the water?

I don't want to.

Juliana,
do you know this girl?

What about this man?

( crying ) Yeah.
That's him.

Juliana,
this isn't your fault.

Now, there's nothing you could
have done to stop him, okay?

But look what you were
just able to do.

You just gave us
a positive I.D.,

so we can catch this guy
and put him away.

You're a strong girl.

- You walked
all the way home.
- ( crying )

Yeah.

Sir.

I issued the warrant
on Ray Brennan.

- Excellent.
- Thank you, sir.

Ana, are you having
a personality conflict
with Jason Ripley?

( chuckling )
No, of course not.

He says you're
not returning his e-mails.

We're all part of
the Bureau family.

That ain't no jive.

What was that about?

Mm. Jason's telling
Galloway that I'm not
returning his e-mails.

- Pretty cheeky for a guy
right out of the box.
- The kid is green as grass.

You know, I really
don't need this

on a high-profile
investigation.

Yeah,
you truly don't.

( indistinct conversations )

( sighs ) Jason.

Hey, maybe they didn't cover
this in the academy,

but there's a code
around here --

we don't
rat each other out.

I don't answer your e-mails?
You tell me in person.

We treat people fairly

whether they're
the good guys or not.

And that's a result
of time on the street.

Not everyone can do
what we do.

See, I 'm the kind of
person who,

when I hear the national anthem,
I get all teary-eyed.

It's a feeling.
Patriotism. Integrity.

Whatever you want to call it,
whatever that feeling is,

you either have it
or you don't.

( cellphone ringing )

( cellphone beeps )

Hi, Juliana.

Hey. I'm sorry.
Did I wake you up?

I was just gonna
leave a message.

No. No, it's okay.
I'm awake.

Did you wake up
'cause you were scared?

( sighs )
Yeah. Maybe so.

You remember that picture
of that girl that you showed me?

I saw her.

Where?

On his wall.
In his room.

I just --
I didn't remember it.

Thank you for telling me,
Juliana.

It's very important.

How much longer
is it gonna be dark?

Not very long.

We can watch
the sun come up together.

Ray said he liked me.

( sighs )

He really understood.

But then
when we got in his van,

he was a totally
different person.

( sea gulls squawking )

What are you doing here?

Something happen
on the case?

No, I 'm worried
about Willie.

He hasn't been around.

You know, I went to
the mall to meet you,

but I came up empty.

And I 'm not talking
about Willie.

Where were you?

I'm tired of asking
the same question.

Listen, Ana, I had something
very important come up, okay?

Were you
with someone else?

( sighs ) Yeah.

That's all I need to know.

Hey, listen,
a lot of people
would be very happy

with what we have,
you hear me?

Yeah?
And what is that exactly?

Because sometimes
it's really sweet and close.

And then all the sudden,

you're a completely
different person.

Look, we all have
our issues, okay?

( sighs ) Yeah.

Yeah,
'cause you make me crazy.

( sighs )

I think about you
way too much,
especially at work.

( sighs )

If it's not gonna be real,
then let's just forget it.

Be careful what you say.

Yeah, well,
I'm saying it.

Fine by me.

Ana:
Early this morning,

I was able to obtain
Juliana 's narrative.

Brennan had approached her
several times,

but on Thursday the 23rd

he invited her to take photos
down at the beach.

He was wearing combat pants
and boots -- hunting.

In the van,
he tried to force oral sex,

but he couldn't
get an erection.

He gave her a can of soda

that probably contained
a date rape drug.

She got dizzy and passed out.

We have hits on VICAP
that connect this offender

to assaults
in Washington, D.C.,
Florida, and Texas.

I've profiled the subject

as a power-assertive
serial rapist.

I disagree
with the diagnosis
as power-assertive.

I think he has
an anti-social
personality disorder.

She's talking about
a criminal profile

so we can nail this idiot,

not a diagnosis
so he can go into therapy

and have a nice day.

( laughter )

Okay, so,
why did he let Juliana go?

He takes trophy photos
and releases them
with the words,

"You'll never forget me."

That's his message
to the world.

"I want you
to feel my pain."

What about the girl
in the park?

Well, the footprint
in the park matches
the U.V. image

of the boot
on Juliana's back.

It was Brennan.

And we have confirmation
from Juliana

that her picture
was in his studio.

Why did he kill this one?

Maybe it was a fluke.

( sighs )
We're on that, sir.

You know,
maybe I can help out here.

I went to the funeral,
and I talked to the mom.

Arlene Hartounian
had a heart condition.

She died of
an aortic rupture.

It messed up
Brennan 's scenario.

Now, here's the game changer.

Arlene wanted to be a model.

Ray Brennan
took these pictures.

We don't know that.

Okay, listen.
Just listen for a second.

Over the past few months,
three women have gone missing.

10 days ago,
he killed Arlene.

Six days ago,
he took Juliana.

He is going after
someone else.

( indistinct conversations )

Jason: Hi.

( sighs )

After 9/11,
like a lot of people,

I wanted to
serve my country.

I became a teacher.

But in the end,
I had to quit
the school system

because
the city government
is corrupt.

Council members
were lining their pockets.

Kids couldn't even get
a hot lunch.

I believe in fairness.
I do.

I joined the Bureau

because it's the most powerful
law enforcement agency
in the world.

I want to fix things.
I know this is the place.

Well, our environment
isn't for everyone.

It's for me.

I'm gonna prove it
to you.

I looked at L.A.
police reports

for similarities to
Ray Brennan's profile.

This is from Culver City.

A 19-year-old girl
named Roxy Santos calls 911

to report that her mother's
boyfriend, Carl Vincent,

is beating up
on her mom.

It's most likely the girl
who's being abused,

but she withdraws
the complaint.

What, she's protecting
this fool?

Roxy is close in age
to Juliana.

They live within striking
distance of the mini-mall.

Carl Vincent could be
Ray Brennan.

He could have left Arizona to
find new hunting ground.

Why?

Something changed,
life stress --

We don't know.

Look at this.

Carl Vincent works
in a drug store
in the photo lab

and he drives a blue van.

Turn left at
the abandoned house.

( police radio chatter )

( turn signal clicking )

Jason:
That's Brennan 's house.

( sea gulls squawking )

The neighbor I.D.'d
Brennan 's photo
as Carl Vincent.

I like it.

He said
the Vincent family

is away at a church retreat
in Lake Arrowhead,

but they're
supposed to be back.

According to the lab report,

a paint chip found
on Juliana 's clothing

indicates that she was
brought to an old house

on loamy soil.

What kind of soil are
these houses built on?

Uh...are you --
you're asking me?

You were born on a farm,
right?

We're not in Kansas
anymore, Ana.

How did you prove yourself
when you were starting out?

I made sure I was always
the first one through the door.

There's the mother.

- Call for backup?
- Not yet.

Right.

We don't want to look
like idiots.

There's a white male
in the car.

If it's Brennan,
I'll approach him,

and you back me up.

Grab the sleeping bags.

Initiate.

Mother:
Do you have a brain
in your head?

( car door closes )

FBI. Freeze.

We have an arrest warrant
for Ray Brennan.

- Stay with her!
Call for backup!
- Stop. FBI. Stop!

( siren wailing )

( police radio chatter )

Set up a perimeter.
Start knocking on doors.

The mother
in the front seat.

( cellphone beeping )

( sighs )
Send the E.R.T. over here.

We need to process the car
and the house.

Size 10,
just like the imprint
on Juliana 's back.

Was he also molesting
the little girl who lives here?

Mom says no,
but mom's an addict.

Lost the kids for a while.

Social services
has volumes on her.

Jason:
Brennan buys the groceries.
He keeps some kind of order.

She's an enabler.
He's a manipulator.

Made in heaven.

So, how did he end up here?

Sullivan:
According to Mrs. Santos,

Brennan grew up
in Culver City.

His stomping ground
becomes his hunting ground.

But his father was also
former military.

He and Brennan 's mother
were divorced.

He's got an older sister
named Rose.

- ( cellphone ringing )
-The last address we have
for her is Phoenix.

Sullivan:
Maybe that's why Brennan
left Arizona --

the sister finally kicks
out the crazy brother.

Which makes him
even crazier.

( cellphone beeps )

Hey, Poppy.
What happened?

I don't faint.

- Then how did you
hit your head?
- I tripped.

You were on the bike,

and you didn't take
your blood pressure pills.

They don't work.

They give me
erectile dysfunction.

( groans ) Okay,
I don't have time for this.

( sighs )

( coughs )

( water splashes )

Damn.

( toilet flushes )

Poppy:
Going fishing?

Why me?

( laughs )
Oh, Poppy.

Really?

What?

Are these vintage?

You mean like me?
Ask my neighbor, Beverly.

Can I have this?

It's my collection.

There's a whole stack
of them.

That's why it's called
a collection.

( sighs )
Take your pill.

Ana.

I've made a match.

The wear pattern
on the gym shoes

is the same as the boot.

You're a man of
many talents, Hugh.

Especially the art
of cheesecake.

( sighs )

- Bloody hell.
- ( chuckles )

How did you get
hold of that?

Oh, confidential source.

Look, if you were
Ray Brennan,

where would you go
to find models?

It seems kind of random
to pick up girls on benches.

If I were totally desperate,
I'd probably go on photo day.

What is photo day?

A meet-up between wannabe
photographers and models.

It's supposed to be
squeaky-clean --

over 18,
no physical contact.

Strictly amateur night.
Pathetic, if you ask me.

So, where would he go
to find out about photo day?

Um...on the Internet,
of course.

Sullivan:
We retrieved the hard drives
from the computers

of Juliana Meyer-Murphy
and Arlene Hartounian

and looked at
their calendars.

If we can find
a connection between them,

we'd know where he was
finding these girls.

It looks like Juliana
never went to photo day.

Hold your girdle,
Myrtle.

I crossed the data
on Arlene's computer

with every single photo day
in southern California

in the past six months,
and here's the match.

( computer beeps )

Arlene Hartounian
messaged a girlfriend

that she was gonna model
at a photo show two weeks ago

at the Chinese garden.

What, the blue
means rained out?

Exactly.
Remember that?

It rained for a week solid.
My garden was so happy.

He's still compelled
to find a victim,

so he goes to
the mini-mall instead.

Photo day is a new
and better hunting ground.

But because of the rain,

he goes back to
his usual pattern.

When's the next
photo day?

- Man: there you go. Good.
- Man #2: Good. Just like that.

Woman:
Like this?

Man:
I'm not sure.
Come this way.

Woman #2:
I'm ready.

Man: Good, good.

( indistinct conversations )

Up, up, up, up.

Man: Good!

Excuse me, folks.

I'm looking
for a photographer
named Ray --

also goes by Carl.
Have you seen him?

Man: Perfect!

Woman:
Can I smile in this one?

( cellphone beeping )

( indistinct conversations,
camera shutters clicking )

Man:
That's good.
That's good.

( cellphone beeps )

Hold that, hold that.

Hey, guys. Have you seen
a photographer named Ray?

Also goes by Carl.

( indistinct conversations )

( camera shutters clicking )

Man:
Okay, chin up. Great.

Close your eyes
and then just pop them open.

( cellphone beeps )

( girl laughing )

This is really pretty.

That's it, sweetie.
Twirl for the camera.

Nice.
Now, let's twirl
the other way.

- Okay.
- Beautiful.

Woman:
Smile, honey. Smile.

Hi. Um, I 'm the mom.

Sonoma has
her own website.

I always tell my girls

you've got to use your looks
while you've still got them,

right? ( laughs )

- You have another daughter?
- Yeah. That's Bridget.

That's Sonoma's sister.
She's a model, too.

They don't do lingerie.

Is Bridget here?

She's working with
another gentleman.

They went to his studio.

Is this the photographer?

That's him
with short hair, yeah.

How long ago did they leave?

I've been watching the baby.

He said the studio
was right around here

at his,
uh, mother's house.

( cellphone beeping )

( cellphone rings )

Special Agent
Ana Grey -- FBI.

( breathing heavily )

( dialing )

( ringing )

( cellphone rings )

Hello?

Who is this?

Mom? Mom!

Help me!

He says
he's gonna kill me!

Oh, God.

She said
h-he's gonna kill her.

Call Kyle.

I'm on it.

Sonoma!
Sonoma, honey.

Kyle, I 'm sending
you the number

from a call just made
by the suspect.

Okay, good.
I'm getting the number now.

Find this number for me,
will you?

Brennan's sequence --
he's compelled to call

the mother of the girl
and make her suffer, too.

It's just like Juliana and her
mom.

( cellphone rings )

Yeah, but this time he didn't
know we were listening.

Kyle got the address
of where he took the girl.

- Tell me it's Culver City.
- You got it!

You drive.

A.S.A.C. Galloway!

Brennan's abducted
a 19-year-old female

from the Chinese Garden
and taken her

to his mother's house
in Culver City.

Copy that address.

I'm activating S.W.A.T.
and alerting
the other agencies.

Sir, I know this subject.

Please, do not go
into that house
until I get there.

( whimpering )

( tires squeal )

( tires screech )

We passed that house.

We just didn't know
what we were looking at.

( police radio chatter )

I set a perimeter
around that house.

No one comes through except
on my command, you got it?

( indistinct conversations )

Get her in there
to talk to the suspect.

Woman: Yeah,
I'm looking at it.

What's your position, Ana?

At the rear of the house.

- We're ready
to make the call.
- Got my ear in.

Do we know
if she's in the house?

She could be in the van.

He could be
assaulting her right now.

Do we have eyes
on the van?

We're 30 seconds
from securing the perimeter.

30 seconds is too long.

Barbara, ask the mom
what Bridget is wearing.

What clothes did
your daughter wear today?

Um...uh, she's dressed
the same as her sister,

but she has
a red cowboy hat.

Red with sparkles.

Sullivan:
Okay. Did you get that?

Yep.
That's Bridget's.

Back it up.
Let's go around.

Mike,
what have you got?

Brennan's van's parked
near the house.

Uh-huh.

We think
the victim's inside.

- Okay, where's Ana?
- She's clearing the van.

All right.

Ana:
Okay.

Jason:
First one through
the door.

Getting in closer.

Agent Grey is
approaching the van.

Ana:
The van is clear.

- Going closer to the house.
- S.W.A.T.'s in position.

We're ready
to make the call.

( telephone ringing )

( ringing continues )

( crying )

Help!

( screaming )

There's screaming
inside the house.

All right, let's go in.

What are we waiting for?
Come on.

Sir,
we are in position.

We can go in
so no one gets hurt.

Negotiate first. I don't want to
explain to Bridget 's parents

she's not coming home tonight

because we thought it was
a good idea to kick in the door

instead of making
a phone call.

- He's not picking up.
- I know this guy.

- Let me get face-to-face
and I can negotiate.
- Too late for that.

I can use a ruse to gain entry
through the front door.

No way.
I am not risking
an agent's life.

Well, this girl's life
is at risk now.

- Sorry, sir.
Exigent circumstances.
- Damn it, Ana!

Careful.
You're interrupting
his ritual.

That's what
I'm trying to do.

- ( grunts ) Shh!
- ( crying )

No more yelling, okay?

Huh? No more! Shh!

It's all good.
It's all good, you hear me?

Now I want you
to drink this.

Drink. Open your mouth.

Open your mouth.
Open your mouth!

Drink.

Stand down.
Ana is going in.

( knocking on door )

Brennan:
Yeah, what do you want?

Good afternoon, sir.

Uh, do you believe
the Bible is only a book?

Guys! Guys, there's
a cop car approaching!

Get that vehicle
out of here!

Hi, there.

Hi. How you doing, sir?

- What's going on?
- ( gasps )

Is that a KA-BAR knife?
You must be former marine.

- Yes, I served my country.
- Yeah.

I love my country.

You know, I don--

I don't have any idea
what's going on here.

So, maybe we could just
take a br--

Tell me what you did
in the marines.

I was an advanced
troop movement
photographer.

( crash )

Is there somebody else
in the house?

Yeah.
There's a girl
down there.

I'm sure she's okay.

( telephone ringing )

So there's a girl
downstairs,

and she's okay,
pretty much?

You know, nothing bad
has happened,

and it doesn't have to.

( ringing continues )

Cool it, guys.

Stop the phone.

Hey, it's just a phone,
all right?

You can answer it or not.
It's really your choice.

( busy signal )

( grunting )

Aah!

I'm with the FBI!
Aah!

Aah! Aah!

I'm a federal agent!

You'll get
the death...penal--

- Ugh!
- ( grunting )

- You'll get
the death penalty.
- Let's go in. Come on.

Not until
my boss says so.

( breathing heavily )

( panting )

It's no good.
It's no good!

I just can't hurt you
if you're gonna fight me.

May I have permission
to get up, sir?

Yes, ma'am.

He's hit his upper limit.

He'll press
the reset button
and regain control.

( panting )

The phone was
the FBI negotiator.

Oh, yeah?

You're former military.

You know
we take care of our own.

Wait.
Run that by me again?

You're not
selling Bibles?

I'm a federal agent.

Ray:
How'd you get here?

Jason:
Good, she's got
him talking.

Let me see
your credentials.

On my waist.

Oh.

We've been after you
for a long time, sir.

( chuckles )

Where's the other girl?
Can you take me to her?

Oh, gladly.
Come on down.

I couldn't get you to take
these flex-cuffs off, could I?

Shh!

Okay.
First team in the rear.

- You guys take the front.
- You got it.

Bridget --
( gasps )

Brennan :
This one is an 8.

My preferred type
has fuller lips.

But she was trusting --

the most innocent creature.

( gasps )

( screaming in distance )

( sighs )

Your photos
are impressive.

No, you mean
I'm a sick puppy.

So, why would
a normal person --
why would he do this?

Well,
it's your collection.

It means something to you.

Yes. It does.

So, next time they call,
maybe you should answer

'cause otherwise
they'll come in here

and just torch your stuff.

Can I share something?

Little ringlets are out.

They're not ringlets.
It's just wavy.

I prefer a ponytail
with the ears showing.

( telephone ringing )

Ana:
Answer it.

Yeah, why should I?

Tell them
what you want.

Oh, okay.

( ringing continues )

I want to see my sister.

You make her appear.

Okay. Tell them.

Go on.

Hey, buddy.

Do you believe the Bible
is only a book?

Huh? ( laughs )

Whatever works, my friend.
This is Kyle.

How's everybody
in the house?

Oh, well,
everybody is fine.

That's good.

That's good.
How's Ana Grey?

FBI Ana Grey?

Oh, s-she can't come to
the phone right now.

Look, you got two ladies
in there, right?

Why not let one of them go?

Oh, no, no, no, no.
No way. Not ever.

You're gonna have to come in
here, Kyle, and get me!

( receiver slams )

Hey, is there something
we can do, sir?

Ana, stop!
I know what you're doing.

You're creating
a psychological
profile of me.

Give me a break.
I can't even s--

And you can't help me!
Do you get that?!

Get the sister on the phone.

Why'd you take
your shirt off, Ray?

I bet you didn't think
you'd go down like this.

Brennan is going into
his ritual.

Distract him
or bust in there now.

Tell him he can see
his sister.

We got a problem, boss.
Rose Brennan is deceased.

Tell him the truth.

Oh, there's my baby.

Now she's getting up.

( telephone ringing )

What the hell?

Kyle:
I 'm sorry
to tell you, Ray --

your sister's gone.

She died of a heart attack
a year and a half ago.

No. No, no, no, no.
Y-you're lying.

This is part of your game.

I'll never lie
to you, Ray.

I'm looking at
the death certificate now.

No.

I'm afraid
your sister's gone.

( Ray crying )

Kyle:
Let us help you
through this.

( receiver slams )

Hey, what's going on?

He says that Rose is dead.

No-nobody told me.

I'm sorry for your loss.

( sighs )

Your sister loved you.
Isn't that right?

Yeah.

She knew you were
a good person, Ray.

But, I don't know,
something happened --

something bad --
and you couldn't stop it.

But your sister would want you
to put the knife down now.

( sighs )

Rose would want you to
walk out of here whole, Ray.

She can't be here
to help you now,
but I can.

Okay? Ray?

Look. Here.

Put your shirt on,

and let's walk
out of here together.

Come on.

Good.
You put the knife away.

Mike, move to green.

Detective Berringer,
status.

Charge is in place.

On my mark.

They're gonna shoot me.

No, they won't.

'Cause we're gonna do
everything slow
and easy, okay?

I'm reaching for my phone
to call my team.

( cellphone beeps )

Mr. Brennan has agreed
to surrender.

Stand down when we come
through the door.

- Copy that.
- Ana: Okay.

Let's do it.
Come on.

That's it, sir.
We're almost there.

Go ahead.

No! No!

Ray!

Execute!

( charge beeps )

Ray, freeze!
Freeze.

No use, Brennan!
Drop the knife!

Drop the knife!
Marine!

Aah! All right!

( groaning )

Get him out of here.

You okay?

Yeah.

Well played.

Tell Jason that.

It's his arrest.

It is?

Dude, she just gave you
your first arrest.

Like I gave to her.
It's what we do.

Thank you.
I'll never forget you.

Yeah, well,
you're in the Bureau
now, okay,

not the Cub Scouts.

So, let's talk about
these shorts.

( chuckles )

- ( sirens wailing )
- Hey.

( police radio chatter )

You're free to go.

Ana, we got
all the stats?

Yes, sir.

What do we got
from FBI Austin?

( sighs )

Jane Doe,
Austin -- deceased.

Trudy McCrae,
Miami -- rape victim.

Martha Fontaine,
Washington, D.C. --
rape victim.

Arlene Hartounian,
Los Angeles -- deceased.

Bridget Randall,
Los Angeles --
kidnapped.

Roxy Santos,
Los Angeles -- abused.

Juliana Meyer-Murphy,
Los Angeles -- rape victim.

Come on.