All language subtitles for Without.a.Trace.S02E04.Prodigy.WEBRip.x264-ION10

( solo violin playing )

Fantastic, Natasha.

It was beautiful,
Natasha.

Yeah, right.
Vibrato was a mess, Dad.

I heard perfection.

You always hear perfection.

Mom?

The vibrato
was fine.

What was all this arm
at the end?

I don´t know.
I just felt it.

You just
felt it?

What are you now,
Britney What´s-her-name?

She could
do worse than be

Britney
What´s-her-name.

There, listen to my manager.

All of you,
just relax,

we´re going to have
an amazing show tonight.

Yeah, "we."

He just counts the receipts.

Which will also be amazing,

thanks to
this talented young woman.

I´m going to go get ready, okay?

Hey.

Quite the struggle.
Yeah.

Looks like she was grabbed here,
dropped the bow.

No one on the stage saw her,

so she must have been
carried out

through that emergency exit door
there.

What about the alarm?
It was turned off.

That´s the door everyone uses
to catch a smoke in the alley.

We also found
this backstage pass.

There´s no ID on it.

The elastic band
is torn,

so it must have come off
during the struggle.

Must have been an inside job.
It´s a pretty risky plan.

Oh, uh, one other thing:
her violin´s missing.

A performer
at her level,

that violin´s worth

a hell of a lot of money,

so maybe the perp was actually
after the instrument,

she put up a big fight,
and he said,

"Heck with it.
Let´s grab her, too."

Let´s hope it´s not
just about the violin.

If it is,

they have no need for her now.

DANNY:
She just got

a six-figure record deal

for her first CD.
She´s got tour dates

set up through 2005,

and she´s getting
15 grand per performance.

How many performances
per year?

About 30,
sometimes more.

It´s all
on her Web site.

They put how much
she makes on her Web site?

It makes
a pretty good target, huh?

We could be dealing
with a stalker here.

I think what we need to do
is cross-reference

the fans,
the people who

work backstage,

and anybody who has access
to the backstage area.

Got it.

Okay...
the backstage pass

we found
in her dressing room--

it was forged.

Holographic image.
Has to be the work of a pro.

Should keep an eye out
for anyone

who might have skills
in graphic design.

Uh, any news on the violin?

Oh, yeah, this baby´s
got quite a bit of history.

The Amatti violin,
nicknamed the "Serafina,"

built in 1624,
it´s worth

a quarter of a million bucks,

and was a gift from

her first mentor.

It´s probably
doubled in value

since it´s been splattered
all over the media.

Right, I´ve got calls in
to some high-end violin dealers.

Any bites?

I´ll tell you, there´s
a definite black market here,

so I don´t think
it´s going to take long

for some greedy soul to show up.

SAMANTHA:
So, you see...

when a bullet
goes in to the thigh,

it can lodge in the fascia.

That´s the, uh,
connective tissue.

Mine was
a through-and-through,

which means the bullet went...

I know what it is.

Okay, so to answer
your question,

getting shot felt

very much like someone had taken
a jackhammer to my leg.

A burning hot jackhammer.

And you´re staring at me.

Samantha...

I asked you
what it felt like to be shot,

and you described,
in quite some detail,

the physical experience
of being wounded.

I´m interested

in knowing
how it felt

in other ways.

Oh.

Why didn´t you say that?

Samantha,

you were brought here

because you were
a hostage in a kidnapping,

during which you
were shot in the leg

with your own gun.

You were assigned to desk duty,

and as soon as you
were allowed back on active,

you shot and killed two suspects
during an investigation.

That was a good shooting.

Yes, I read the report.

There´s a little girl,
a violinist, who is missing.

I´m sure you´ve heard.

I could help her

a lot more if I was out there
doing my job.

Well, right now,
this is part of your job.

And as our time is up
I won´t keep you.

( sighs )

I have you on
for Thursday, 8:00 A.M...

I can´t do Thursday.

But I´ll call you.

Sorry, I got held up
with something.

How´d it go?

Pointless.

That´s good.

I spoke to our
attache in Moscow.

He had some very interesting
details on Natasha´s

father, Dimitri.
Here we go.

He was sentenced to 25 years

in a Russian prison
for racketeering.

He only served two.

I doubt he got out
for good behavior.

He must have turned on somebody.

Well, if that´s the case,

I´m sure
he had enemies going in,

he had a hell of a lot more
coming out.

This is all our fault.

We put too much pressure on her.

She run away.
That´s what happened.

Mrs. Tzetcovich,
I know this is

very difficult for you,

but it is not your fault.

There was
evidence

of a struggle
in her dressing room.

She was taken.
No, no,

you don´t understand.

She came to me a few days ago,

and she asked

about not playing so much.

So the next month is Istanbul,

Prague, Budapest,
and then we do Glidenburg,

and back again
to Tanglewood, yeah?

Tasha?

Hello?

Is something wrong?

It just feels like too much.

Tasha, this is why
we came to America.

So you can have
these opportunities.

I know.

It´s very hard
to change the dates

once they´re set.

There are a lot of people
counting on us.

All right,
if you really can´t handle it,

we´ll do everything we can
to change it.

You tell me.

I said, "Okay."

Leave it like it is.
It´s only a year.

We tried so hard to protect her
from the pressure.

We let her
to have friends.

We let her to have

free time
for herself,

but I think we failed.

( phone rings )

Excuse me.

Hello?
Hello?

I need to know.

In all of your
traveling,

did you ever see anyone
suspicious around her?

Uh-uh. No.

Any overzealous fans?

You mean crazy?

Mm-hmm.

She has fans, no.

Not the ones we saw.

How about her friends?

Anyone you´d
consider dangerous?

No, most of her friends
are musicians.

Boyfriends?

She was focused on her music.

You know, when I was her age,

all me and my girlfriends
ever talked about was boys.

Hmm.
Not Natasha.

Who handles her finances?

We do.

We put everything
in a trust

for her.

You see how we live.
We don´t take a penny from her.

My husband drives a taxi
to support us.

( speaking Russian )

Any news?

I should be asking you that.

What is talking about?

I just heard you on the phone

asking someone to call you

if they heard anything
about your daughter.

You speak Russian?

You in Moshka?

I do have some friends.

It´s not a crime
to ask them for help, is it?

No, but it is a crime to impede
a federal investigation.

Are you being threatened?

If I´d been threatened,

I would have already
taken care of it.

Is that so?
Yes.

Let me give you
a little piece of advice.

If I find that you
have interfered

with this investigation,
or taken the law

into your
own hands,

I will not hesitate
to arrest you and your wife.

You cannot do that
in this country.

I wouldn´t count on it.

Now, I want you
to come with me to my office.

We´ll have a little discussion
about your potential enemies.

This girl gets

10,000 hits a week
on her Web site.

I had no idea
the violin was so popular.

Speaking of, how´s
everything going on your end?

I got a meeting
in a couple of hours

with a violin dealer.

I tell you, these guys run
a very tight network.

Almost all of it
is word of mouth.

Anything good
in the fan mail?

Actually,

these are from
this one Russian guy.

Listen to this.

"I have been following
your career

"since you were a little girl.

"I know every move
you make when you play.

It would mean so much
for me to meet you."

That´s creepy.
Mm-hmm.

Listen to this one.
It´s from four weeks ago.

"I come to all of your concerts,

"but it is impossible
to talk to you.

"I am desperate to meet you,
Natasha.

I will do what I can
to make this happen."

That´s even creepier.

What have we got on this guy?

His name
is Ivan Breznev.

He has a PO box in Brooklyn.

I sent someone over there to see
if I can get an address.

Hopefully, I will.

( rattling )

She got those

at the Mayan ruins.

We were in Cancun for one
of her concerts last year.

I gave this
to her.

This was mine
when I was a little girl.

( music box playing )

I take it
you had no idea about these.

No, what´s that?

Drugs.

What does this mean?

Where there are drugs,
there´s usually drug dealers.

Her parents try to give her

a normal life, but that´s
all they can do-- try.

This girl cleared $700,000

last year.

Meanwhile,
her father

makes $30,000 a year
driving a cab.

Her mother home-schools her.

There´s nothing normal
about that.

We found drugs

in Natasha´s room.

What?

OxyContin. It´s an opiate.

I know what it is.

Oh, my God.

My son Shane.

He was addicted to Oxy.

I had to put him into rehab
last year,

but I thought he was clean now.

Wait a second.

Are Shane and Natasha...
friends?

I found them together
in his room

a couple of weeks ago.

I brought her into the office

and told her
I didn´t want her seeing him.

Why not?

Because boys are

a distraction
you don´t need right now.

He´s not a distraction.

He helps me.

Come on, Natasha.
How does he help you?

( sighing )

He loves me.

There are a lot of people
who love you.

Yeah, but, but he loves me
just for me.

He doesn´t care
if I´m a great performer.

I-I know
this is going to sound strange

coming from me,

but he´s not right
for you, Tash.

What´s going on?

Your father doesn´t want
us seeing each other.

What´s he going to do about it?

Shane...
What, Dad,

you´re so ashamed of me

I can´t hang out
with your prize possession?

Come on, Tash.
Let´s get out of here.

You know your parents
will not approve of this,

but I´d rather

not have to be a rat here.

If you want to stay my manager,
you´ll keep quiet.

Oh?
I´m serious, Damon.

I get calls every week
from other managers.

Let´s go, Shane.

I love my son,
but ever since his mom left,

I just don´t know
how to handle him,

and now to think
that he´s corrupted Natasha...

Where is he right now?

He, he goes to school
up in Vermont.

I´ve been trying to reach him
to tell him about Natasha.

Did Shane have access backstage?

But he wouldn´t kidnap her,

if that´s
what you´re suggesting.

What if his father told him
he couldn´t see her anymore?

Hey.
Hey.

So, here´s what I got.

Apparently, Shane
forged a note
from his parents

to get out of school,

and nobody´s seen him
since 10:00 A.M. yesterday.

Now, there´s
an 11:00 A.M.

Greyhound that gets
into the city at 4:30.

That would have left
him plenty of time

to get to the concert hall.

He´s got a credit card?

Yeah, in his father´s name.

We´re running it now.

Well, it turns out
we were right.

He rolled over on a couple of
Mafia types in St. Petersburg.

One happens to be
his ex-business partner.

Moved to New York
a couple months ago.

Maybe his ex-partner´s here
to settle a score.

We´re not going to know
until we find him.

In the meantime, I want you
to talk to Natasha´s doctor,

find out about those drugs.

Okay.

I think it´s strange
she would lie to me.

No, she´s
a teenager.

If I would known about Shane,
I never would have allowed it.

And that´s why
she lied to you.

You know...

when I was a child,
I, too, had gift for music.

In Soviet times,
they...

( sighing )

They sent you to
a musical school in the country.

I was only four years old.

Almost never saw my parents.

Can you imagine?

I never wanted that life
for Natasha.

She wanted that.

She wanted to be

great.

From the first time
she picked up the instrument,

she begged me,
"Mama, show me more."

I know life of a talented person
is never easy,

but I thought here
it would be

easier to be a family.

That´s why we came.

But now...

I should never
have let her touch a violin.

( classical
violin music playing )

Mr. Tercell?

Yes?

Hi, Paul Sterling.

I was recommended to you
by Leonard Norton.

Oh, yes, indeed.

You´re interested in an Amatti.

What I actually discussed
with Mr. Norton

was the possibility
of finding a Serafina.

Yes, I seem to remember him
saying something about that.

You are aware
there´s no proof yet

that the Serafina
is even available.

Obviously.

Well, given the difficulty
of acquiring it,

you understand that
the asking price would be

somewhere around

$700,000.

Mr. Tercell, given
the market value of the violin,

I believe that

$500,000 would be
a very generous offer.

That´s my email address.

I´ll look forward
to hearing from you.

Do you like dogs, Mr. Sterling?

Dogs?

Sure.

Good day, Mr. Sterling.

I certainly wouldn´t

have prescribed
OxyContin to her
for any reason.

Certainly not
for acute anxiety.

Anxiety?

Her parents didn´t tell you?

Mmm, tell us what?

That´s what I was afraid of.

She came in about a
week and a half ago

with her boyfriend.

It feels like it´s
beating out of my chest,

and I can´t catch my breath
all the time.

Well, I can tell you

there´s nothing wrong
with your heart, Natasha.

What you´re describing
is a panic attack.

So, what do I do
about it?

Tell me about
these incidents.

Do they happen at
any particular time?

Um...

the first one happened
a couple months ago,

and that was before a concert.

But now they seem
to be happening all the time.

Have you told your parents?

No.

Well, I think you should.

SHANE:
Right.

Talk about panic attacks.

Can´t you give
her something--
Xanax, Celexa?

Those are
powerful drugs,

and inappropriate at this time.

My recommendation would be
to cut down on your

performing
commitments.

I can´t do that.

I can talk to
your parents.

No, don´t do that;
I can handle it.

SHANE:
You´re a doctor.

You have to keep

this confidential--
that´s the law.

Yeah, that´s the law.

Natasha, you´re a minor.

You´re both minors.

I´m responsible for your care.

Okay, but let me
talk to them first.

They´re immigrants.

They, they can´t handle
this stuff.

Please.

Would her panic attacks
have been triggered

by a particular event, or...
or a recent trauma?

Not necessarily.

It usually comes
from an accumulation

of stress over time.

And you didn´t give her
any medication at all?

No, I wouldn´t have done that
without talking to her parents

and having her see a therapist.

You wanted to ask me

about Agent Spade?

Yeah, I get
the impression

that she may
be resisting
you a little.

She´s been resisting me a lot,
actually.

Having a hard time
even getting her in the room.

You want me to talk to her?

No. No, she´ll come around.

What if she doesn´t?

They all do.

Most of them.

Is that all?

Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Jack?

Yeah?

If you ever need to talk
about anything yourself,

my door´s always open,
you know that?

Yeah, I know that, Lisa.

Not you, too.

No, but thanks
for asking.

What have we got?

We found her dad´s
old business partner.

Yevgeny Putkin.

No sign of Natasha,

but we´re still
going to bring him in.

You´re going to
find this interesting.

Secret Service, huh?

Yeah.

Samantha, I
just talked

to Natasha´s violin teacher.

She said there was

a weird incident at the
music school last week.

She saw Natasha talking
to this strange man

in one of the music rooms,

but when
she went in,

the man ran out.

Natasha said
it was just an annoying fan,

but now the teacher´s
really worried.

Did she get a
good look at him?

Bearded, mid-40s.
She´s coming in

this afternoon
and work with

one of
the sketch artists.

She said
she thought

the guy had a Russian accent.

You and Dimitri
Tzetcovich

used to be in the nightclub
business together

in St. Petersburg, correct?

Well, it was a long time ago.

Not so long

that you don´t remember

that you both ended up
in prison.

The police in Russia
is not like here--

fair, honest.

America´s a great country.

According to
this report,

you were dealing drugs out of
the nightclub in St. Petersburg.

Dimitri asked you to stop,
you didn´t.

He was arrested,
did two years of hard time.

After two years
of hard time,

he rolled over on you, correct?

Yeah. Look...

( clearing throat )

Everybody did
what they had to do to survive.

I mean...
I don´t have a problem with him.

So, you´re here because of what,
uh... sea air in Brighton?

( chuckling )

Yeah. Lot of my people are here.

So I understand.

And you´re back
in business again.

Yeah.

I have a club.

No drugs, no, uh, guns.

Just... disco.

"Disco."

I´m more interested

in your other line of work.

Fake visas, passports.

Is that what it says
in the file?

Yes. Any demand

for backstage passes recently?

I have no idea
what you´re talking about.

Where were you yesterday
at 5:00?

Turkish bathhouse.

You´re a classy guy.

What about
your masseuse?

Would she be willing
to corroborate your story?

Co-ob... what?

( speaking Russian )

Oh, yeah.

She will remember me.

What? No.

Listen, you tell Reggie
to call me

the minute he gets home,
all right?

No! He´s a 13-year-old boy.

He does not run this family.

Hey, Danny.

You wouldn´t happen
to have any pictures

of those weirdo
fans, would you?

This is a sketch we got
from Natasha´s violin teacher.

Actually, a few of them
sent pictures of themselves.

Mmm, there.

Hmm.

There´s this one

fan named Ivan Breznev

who sent a series of emails
from all over the country,

most of them
from computer cafes

that match the cities

where Natasha was playing
at the time.

He´s stalking her.

Yup.

Here´s one from Cincinnati.

"I saw you tonight.

"You were wonderful.

"I wish I could

"have joined you
afterwards,

but you had
so many people around you."

Where is this guy?
I don´t know.

We ran the address he had
on his P.O. box application,

and that address did not exist,
of course.

( phone ringing )

Yeah?

Jack, we just got a hit

on Shane Whitmore´s credit card.

He checked into
the McMillan Hotel last night.

He hasn´t checked out.

Okay, take Viv over there.

Find out what´s going on.

( rock music playing )

FBI-- open up!

( rock music blaring )

Natasha, are you in here?

Balcony´s clear.

( turns music off )

Hey, hey.

How many pills
did you take?

He´s alive.

All right, let´s
get you up, up.

I told you already.

I don´t know where
the hell she is.

Yeah, right, so it´s just
a coincidence

that you went AWOL
from school the day

she went missing, and no one´s
heard from you since.

It´s not a coincidence.

We were supposed to meet here
after the concert.

What were you meeting for?
This?

No, I didn´t have
any of this stuff until later.

She didn´t show up.

I thought maybe my dad
had gotten to her.

I guess I got
a little messed up,

but we were just
going to hang out.

You gave her opiates, Shane.

Why not just giver her heroin?

You take it
like it´s prescribed,

and it just...
it just calms you down.

So what, are you

a pharmacist now?

I was just trying to help her.

So you
didn´t know

that she was missing
until we came here?

I swear,
I´ve been watching pay-per-view

for the last 19 hours.

So, what was your big plan,
Romeo, huh?

She was going to meet you here,

the two of you
were going to run off together?

We´d talked about it.

It´s great to finally
be alone with you.

You have such
incredible skin.

Oh, I got
girly skin.

Maybe I´ll grow one of those
little beard things right here.

No beards.

I´m so sick
of beards and Russians.

What´s up?

You pissed at your dad again?

They´re such liars,
both of them.

They´ve been lying to me
my entire life.

Hey, you okay?

You´re so beautiful.

Wow.

Can´t help myself.

Anyway, scuba divers
don´t have beards.

They just get all gunky.

You think
we´ll really make it to Mexico?

We have to.

We just wanted
to be together.

Why can´t everybody
understand that?

She told you
that her parents lied.

Do you know what about?

Could have been
a thousand things.

You´re lucky we found you.

What do you think?

I think we should let him
go to the hospital

and then go back
and press him later.

Listen, you cannot
go to Zachary´s.

And if I hear that you gave
Marie any attitude,

any attitude at all,

you can forget
about paintball this weekend.

Because I am angry,

that´s why.

Everything all right?

Uh-huh.

Care to talk about it?

It´s Reggie.

It´s like every year.
It gets harder.

What, with
the acting out,
the talking back,

last week
he called me a "bitch."

Uh-oh.
What´d you do?

I almost hit him.

I don´t know what to do.

Not that it´s any consolation,

imagine how much harder
it would be if he was

making a million bucks a year.

Harder on him or harder on me?

Good question.

Martin.
Yeah?

Got a hit
on a Mr. Sterling.

All right, thank you.

Viv, you might want
to check this out.

Open the document,
please.

What is that?

We got the violin.

Ah, Logan.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Indeed it is, and that´s
a lovely briefcase.

Thank you.

My client
is greatly looking forward

to getting his hands
on the instrument.

May I see it?

Ah, yes.

It´s beautiful.

Can you put it

in a case for me, please?

Dick, it´s been a pleasure
doing business with you.

Mr. Tercell, FBI.

You´re under arrest.

He said the guy
had a Russian accent

and a beard
and a leather jacket.

Describes about

half the male population
of Brighton Beach.

Mm-hmm.

He got a closer look
than the teacher did,

so hopefully
we´ll get a better sketch.

But no girl?

No, said he never saw her.

Let´s hang on to him
for as long as we can.

All right.

If I have to look
at one more bearded,

40ish, scary-looking
Russian guy,

I´m going to blow my brains out.

Yeah, I know.

How´d you learn to speak Russian
anyhow?

Busboy at the Russian Tea Room.

Learn something new about you
every day.

Yeah, I know,
a lot of fun, isn´t it?

Check this out.

Our tech found this buried

in the hard drive
of Natasha´s computer.

It´s from that guy
that keeps stalking her,

Ivan Breznev?

That´s Yalena.

Mm-hmm.
That has to be

Natasha, right?

There´s Dimitri
in the background.

There´s a message in Russian.

It says, "Look closely."

This is the man
who´s been stalking her.

He´s been going by
the name of Ivan Breznev.

I thought he was dead.

Who is he?

His name
is Alexander Denisovich.

He is Natasha´s real father.

He is a violent man.

He is an alcoholic,
and he beat me,

and that´s why I left him--

to save myself and my daughter.

Tasha was only two.

I have been her father
ever since.

Yeah, and no man
can love my girl

the way he has.
What does she know

about her biological father?

Well, I told her he was dead,
´cause that´s what we thought.

My friends told me he was killed

in a bar fight
in Saint Petersburg,

and now he´s Rasputin.

Well, she knew weeks ago.

He came to her

and showed her that photograph.

What? She didn´t tell us.

Well, maybe she thought
you´d been lying to her.

Look, we think

that the only reason
he came to America

is to get Natasha.

Do you have any idea
where he might go to now...

No.

...or anybody who might be
helping him?

Mm-mm.

( gasps )

Yevgeny.

The man you spoke
with before.

Mm-hmm?
My old
business partner

in Russia.

He knows Alexander.

We all did
business together.

I don´t have time
to screw around anymore.

You either tell me
everything you know
about Alexander,

or I´m going to charge you
as an accessory to kidnapping

and you´re going to get a taste
of what American prison´s like.

( sighs )

He only wants to see
his daughter, okay.

He wanted to see her,

asked me for the pass.

I did it for him
for old times´ sake...

...and 300 bucks.

Was that the friends
and family rate?

I´d like an address, please.

Klantic Avenue, 25th Street.

No sign of the girl,
but we did find this dress.

Any blood?

I don´t think so.

Hey, Sam, could you get that
to the lab right away?

Thanks, man.

( sighs ):
All right,

well, the apartment
didn´t tell us much.

Couple of old shirts
in the closet,

coffee maker on the table,
no plane tickets,

no bus schedules,
no receipts.

Isn´t it so much easier

when they leave
the Amtrak schedule

right on the coffee table,
and they´ve gone as far

as circling the getaway
train in bright red ink?

Let me check around
the neighborhood.

I´m going to
stick around here.

Hey.

Martin.

I think we´ve got him.

I got him.

Alexander
Denisovich?

FBI.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa!
Wha-What?

( grunting )

Shh...
What do you want?

We know you´re
Natasha´s father.

So?

You took her!
Now, where the hell is she, huh?

I don´t know.

She ran away from me.

When I saw her

that night in the concert hall,

I thought I could talk to her.

( loudly whispers ):
Tasha.

Are you all right?

I told you I don´t
want to see you.

What is this?

You can´t breathe.
I´m fine.

Please get out of here.

I´ve seen you
like this before.

In San Francisco.
You remember?

Did you get

the picture I sent you?

Yes, and I deleted it.

Natasha, I am your father.

You were supposed to be dead.

Now that I´m rich and famous,
you show up?

That´s great.

I spent ten years
looking for you.

I always loved you,
Natasha,

from the moment
you were born.

I just want to be with you.

I don´t care

if you never play
the violin again.
Stop it,

please.
This is no life

for you like this.

You should be
in school.
Get out!

Friends and...

Get out before I scream.

Tasha.
I mean it.

I never want to
see you again.

Tasha, shh, this is
for your own good, Natasha.

That was no life for her
like that.

I was only trying to save her.

Exactly how long ago did
she run away from you?

M-m-maybe 30 minutes.

Um, I´ve been everywhere
in the neighborhood,

and-and I don´t know
where she is.

What was she wearing?

Um, and old blue shirt
of mine

and, uh, some jeans
I bought her.

Does she have
any money on her?

She took what I made
from the violin-- the $100,000.

Oh, you got ripped
off, my friend.

Oh, I don´t care about money.

I just wanted to have enough
for us to start a new life.

Uh, yeah, I´ll get back to you.

Okay, that was
Damon Whitmore.

He´s at the hospital.

his car keys
and took off.
When?

Five minutes ago.
( sighs )

Maybe Natasha somehow
got in contact with him.

That kid doesn´t even know
how to drive, Viv.

They were dreaming of going
to Mexico, right?

Well, now they´ve got
the money.

I´ll call the airports.

Mm-mm.

She doesn´t have
her passport...

but I bet they were planning
on driving.

Driving to Mexico? Come on.

Call Jersey Transit Authority,

and put a trace
on Shane´s cell phone.

Okay.

Oh, thanks.
Here you go.

Anything?

No.

You know, I keep wondering...

why Natasha didn´t tell us
Alexander has contacted her.

Why?

Maybe she thought
you lied to her.

I think it´s kind
of a rebellion.

Rebellion against what?

We tried

so hard to make
her life normal.

I don´t think there´s a
single teenager out there

that thinks their
family´s normal,

and the more you try

and make it seem that way,

the more she thinks
she´s going nuts.

Still doesn´t explain...

why she runs off
with the crazy boy.

Running off with a boy that
no one wants you to be with?

SAMANTHA:
Vivian.

Hold on.

Jersey Highway Patrol just
got wind of an accident.

A Nissan 350Z hit
the center divider

heading south
on the turnpike.

( speaking over police scanner )

Natasha, listen to me.
I promise we...

we´re still going
to go to Mexico.

SAMANTHA:
All right, all right,
break it up.

NATASHA:
I want to go with him.

I want to go
with him.
Natasha!

You´re not separating us.

VIVIAN:
Natasha...
Shane!

Get off of me!

Stop it! Now, shut up
and listen to me!

Do you know what you put
your parents through?

Why don´t you people
just leave me alone?

´Cause we care about you.

Your parents

care about you.

Don´t give up on them,
Natasha.

What?
I know they seem

as if they´re out of touch.

I´ve met them,
and they kind of are...

but they love you,
and that´s a lot.

Give them a chance.

I have.

Give them another one.

I can´t.

You can.

You can.

It´s okay.

It´s okay.

Oh, sweet Natasha.

Natasha.

Oh, thank God,
thank God.

How are you?

I´m fine.

Okay.

Um...

we... we´re going
to hold it for you...

until you´re ready.

Right?

Right.

( sighs )

Dad?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

I´m sorry.

I´m so sorry.

Uh, Dr. Harris,
this is Agent Spade.

I just wanted to call,
and, um...

say that Thursday
will be fine...

uh, so... um...

I´ll-I´ll see you then, I guess.

Okay, uh, bye.

( classical violin music
playing )