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Hey, what's up, Mr. Covington?

Time to close up.

Can't you prop
the back door again?

I've got to nail this jump.

Tomorrow's
the invitational.

Oh, geez, I don't know.

How 'bout I wait five minutes?

I'll walk you out.

The way I'm skating, it's gonna
take a lot longer than that.

It's all right. I don't mind.

No, I don't want to keep you.

Really, I'll be okay.

Well, make sure it doesn't stick
this time when you close it.

I will.

Good luck.

JACK:
Are you kidding?

I'd love to spend time with her.

No, drop her at the office.
That's great.

Okay.

Maria and the kids?

Yeah, she's in town.

She got them tickets
tonight to see Wicked.

Perfect choice.

Katie doesn't want to go.

Aw, she wants to spend
time with her daddy.

That's right.

How much you pay her?

50 bucks.

Okay, her name is Kelly
McMurphy. 15 years old.

She was supposed
to call her mom

to come here and pick her up.

The call never came.
That was two nights ago.

Anybody see her
leave this place?

I don't know yet.

Vivian's trying to locate
the rink manager.

His name is, uh...

Wade Covington.

How far does she
live from here?

Not far, three miles.

So she could have walked.
Yeah, we set up a canvas.

Hey. Any luck on
Mr. Wade Covington?

No, so I got Danny
to run

a background check on him.

He changed his name
from Wade Covney,

probably to hide the fact
that he did time

for raping a 14-year-old girl.

MAN:
How's a guy like that get
a job around kids?

We're looking into that.

How long have you been your
daughter's coach, Mr. McMurphy?

Ten years.

I understand
that, uh,

you lost your son recently?

Um, two months ago.

Would you mind telling me
under what circumstances?

Jason was driving home
from the rink

and he lost control.

His car went over
the side of an embankment.

How did Kelly take it?

She was devastated.

Jason taught Kelly
how to skate.

He pulled her around a pond
near our old house

in White Plains
for an entire winter.

Did your son compete as well?

No-- hockey rat, like me.
I played some in college.

What's your daughter's
training schedule like?

Uh, she practices
from 5:00 to 8:00 a.m.,

and then after school
from 4:00 to 9:00.

Sounds like a lot of pressure.

That's what it takes
to get to the Olympics.

Kelly wouldn't
just disappear,

not with
a competition tonight.

Okay, I don't know
about that.

She was very upset
the other day.

What happened?

I know, I missed my triple toe.

It's okay, you were
wonderful for the rest of it.

No. She wasn't.

Your jumps were low,

your position into your
lay back was sloppy.

I couldn't focus.

God, what do you want from me?

I want your best, Kel,

which is clear you weren't
giving out there. Why?

I've had enough.

I don't want to do this anymore.

You're throwing away
ten years of training

because you had an off night?

I've been thinking about it
for a while.

Well, I'm not
going to let you stop

just 'cause you're having

a bad couple
of days.

Look, I just...

It just isn't fun anymore.

Commitment isn't easy, Kel,

but I promise you,
when you're up there

with silver
on one side

and bronze on the other,
it will be worth it.

I was not gonna
let her waste her gift.

I think we've
put too much

pressure on her
since the accident.

What do you want?

To let her think about
what happened to her brother

24 hours a day?

She's 15.

Joanie.

Mr. McMurphy, we're not done.

Do you
have any idea

where your daughter might go?

No.

We're gonna
need a list

of all her friends.

Yeah. Sure.

I ran the rink's
pay phone records,

and it turns out
that a call was made

right before closing,
to a hotel in Poughkeepsie.

I don't suppose the parents
would have any idea

what she'd be doing there?

No, they don't.

And I spoke to one
of Kelly's friends.

She's been blowing off
the practice sessions

that she usually goes to
without her father.

Any idea what she's been doing
with her spare time?

Doesn't have a clue.

Is now a bad time?

No, no, no. Come in.

Special Agent Cassidy.

Special Agent Taylor.

All right, well,
I'm gonna call local PD

and make sure
they start circulating

Kelly's picture
around the hotel.

Great.

Okay.

How's the case?

You don't want to know.
Too much?

Do you need
to cancel tonight?
No, no, no.

Actually, I wanted
to ask you if, um...

you could make
the reservation for three.

Yeah.

Who's the surprise guest?

My daughter, Kate.

Oh.

She's sweet.

She's lovely.

You'd enjoy her.

Wow.

I, uh, I don't know, Jack.

What don't you know?

How to talk to kids,
for starters.

Well, it's not that difficult.

I tried to make small talk once

with my nephews
about the trade deficit.

What's wrong with that?

They're eight and five.
Hmm.

Why don't you just treat it

like an anthropological
experiment?

See how that works.

Okay.

You sure?

Yeah.
No, you're not,

but thank you for doing it.

I'll call you to tell you
where we're gonna be.

Okay.
All right.

You were convicted
of aggravated sexual abuse

of a minor.

Doesn't mean I did
anything to Kelly.

Then why were you hiding
out at your ex

I knew what you guys would
think, but I'm reformed.

Are you sure it wasn't
because you knew

we'd search your office?

This looked right into
the girl's locker room.

Pretty nice view for a pervert.

I've never seen that before.
Look, man,
you were clearly

watching her, but that wasn't
enough, was it, Wade?

I didn't touch her.

The two of you alone
at night and you expect us

to believe that you didn't try
and take it beyond a peep show?

I'm not the one
you should be looking for.

There's some sicko
who's got it out for her.

What, there's
another sicko?
I'm serious.

Someone was at the rink
the other day.

WADE:
Hey, Kel.

Hey.

I been meaning to give
something to you.

It's Jason's practice jersey.

I found it when I was cleaning
out the equipment room.

Thought you might
like to have it.

Thanks.

He was a hell of a player.

Good kid, too.

I should go get ready.

Kelly?

What the hell?

I was outside that door
a half hour,

I didn't see anybody go in.

So who did Kelly think it was?

She was sure
it was some other skater.

Some kind of prank
to psych her out.

Why didn't you
call the cops?

She begged me not to.

Said it would
just make things worse.

So conveniently,
no one but you or Kelly

can actually vouch that any
of this really happened?

Ask the rat.

Garbage pickup
isn't till Tuesday.

It should still be
in the Dumpster out back.

DANNY:
Elena.

Are you kidding me?

It was right where Wade
said it would be.

Unfortunately,
they didn't find the head.

Okay, please, I just ate
lunch, so, good-bye.

Are you sure you don't want
to pay your respects

before I take it
to the lab?
I'll pass.

Don't even think about
putting it there!

I have like 20 more
tapes to watch.

Get out.
Relax.

Who's the guy?

Boyfriend?

No, that's
Kelly's brother.

He's always the first one
to greet her off the ice.

How we doing on
our rat girl?

We have this girl
named Mattie Porter,

she usually places first
or second against Kelly.

I can never get past
those outfits-- look at that.

Really? Because I think
you'd look cute in tights.

I didn't do this.

Of course, you didn't.

ELENA:
Is there a reason

Kelly would think you did?

No.

We like each other,

at least
I thought so.

This is probably some ploy
on Kelly's part.

I doubt that.

Okay, do you have any idea
who might have done it, then?

I don't think so.

Mattie?

SAMANTHA:
Mattie?

Kelly could be
in trouble...

serious trouble.

Do you understand that?

So if you know something,
you need to tell us.

It was kind of weird.

I saw Kelly a couple
of weeks ago outside the rink.

Hey, Kelly.

You okay?

I'm fine.

Who was that?

No one.

Looked like someone to me.

Just please, don't tell
anybody about it, okay?

ELENA:
Okay, do you think
you can help us

with a sketch of this man?

Sure.

How old do you think
this guy was?

Like my dad's age, I think.

Hey, Jack.

Sorry.

Thanks.

You going up?

Uh, no, no,
I'll just, I'll, well,

I'll just ride with you.

I, uh, I changed
my mind about tonight.

Why?

It's just, you know, Kate,
she's only here for the weekend,

and I don't want her
to think

that I'm taking your time
away from her.

You're not,
it's just dinner.

No, but we could be

putting her in a very
awkward situation, and...

I mean, what if she hates me?

She's not going to hate you.
Well, she might.

Don't you think that you
should let her decide?

Mm-hmm.

Okay?
All right.

Just relax.
Okay.

Parents didn't recognize
the guy in the sketch.

Did Mack get anything
off of Kelly's computer?

No, so he's checking
the school.

You know, she's constantly
with adults--

coaches, judges,
parents of other kids.

This guy could be
one of them.

Yeah, I mean, we got the
sexual predator part right.

We just got
the wrong one.

Well, don't count out

Wade Covney yet;

I'm still double-checking
his alibi.

All right, so I think I know
who murdered Binky.

Binky

The rat.
You named the rat?

No, Kelly's
biology class did.

Our lab determined
that it wasn't a street rat

based on the food
pellets that they
found in its stomach.

Right, so how did Binky
end up in Kelly's locker?

Somebody broke into the class
three days ago.

You have any suspects?
Yeah, a kid named

Bobby Hillman--
he's a hockey player.

They caught him breaking in
after hours.

We got him on
a security tape.

Nice work, Dan.

Why were you trying
to scare Kelly, Bobby?

I wasn't.

Oh, so the rat cut off
its own head

and hung itself
from Kelly's locker?

Suicidal rat, right?

I wouldn't do anything
to hurt Kelly.

She's my girlfriend.

Hmm. Any reason why no one else
knows about this?

Jason and I were best friends.

After he died,
Kelly and I became close.

We were worried
what people would think.

Hmm.

If you are her
boyfriend, who's that?

I've never seen him before.

You know what
I think?

I think you found out that
your girl was cheating on you,

and you wanted to scare her
straight with the whole rat gag.

No!
No?

VIVIAN:
Bobby, we have fingerprints
from the locker.

If we compare them with yours,
what are we going to find?

The rat wasn't even my idea.

Well, then,
whose idea was it, Bobby?

It all started
because I went to see her

at the rink a few days ago.

Guess who?

Don't.

Sorry.

It's just, my dad's
gonna be here any second,

and he could see.

What's that?

Nothing.

Hey, can I ask
you something?

Before the accident, did
Jason seem weird to you?

No.

What do you mean?

I guess it was
just with me.

Every time I tried
to make him laugh,

he just got annoyed.

It wasn't
because of you, Kel.

How do you know?

He was juicing.

No, my brother
wouldn't use steroids.

He did,
for over a year.

I don't know.

It must have been too long.

He started acting strange,
like, really aggressive.

It explains why he was driving
the way he did that night.

The Jason I knew would never
have gotten in that accident.

Kelly!

The next day,
she demanded to know

where Jason got his steroids.

Who was the dealer?

He's the school trainer.

So he got you

to put the rat up there?

He wanted
to freak Kelly out,

so she wouldn't say anything
about him dealing.

He threatened to cut me off,
unless I did it.

What's his name?

His name's Ray Mullins.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Bobby told us
the rat was your idea.

Well, he's lying.
Really?

Is he lying about the, uh,
the steroids, too?

Yeah, exactly.

So that's why half
the hockey team told us

that you sell them steroids?
Come on, guys.

You got any real proof?
SAMANTHA:
Here's what I got.

I got a 15-year-old
girl who found out

about what you were doing,
and now she's missing,

so that's motive.

And I'm sure I can find someone
who saw you together.

That gives you opportunity.

So why don't you start talking?

All right, look,
it's simple.

I admit to the rat.

It was stupid.

It didn't even work.

What do you mean "didn't work"?

Kelly came by my office
the other night

all bent out of shape.

Hey, Ray.

Hey, what's up, Kelly?

I just got my new order
of one-and-a-half-inch tape in.

Huh?

Help yourself.

How is the steroid business
working out for you?

You know, 'roid rage
and "backne" and all that stuff?

What do you want?

$2,000.

What, do you got a prom dress

to pay for or something?

That's none of
your business.

You're not going
to get a dime out of me.

Then I'll go to the police.

Then I'll take you down
with me.

What did Jason tell you?

Nothing.

But he doubled his order
four months before he died,

and I know it's not

for anyone else
on the team.

Why don't you go get your money
someplace else?

Are you absolutely sure
that Kelly was using steroids?

Yeah, she pulled her
groin at the same time

Jason was asking for drugs,
so... you do the math.

You have any idea
what she needed the money for?

I could care less.

You have an alibi
for Wednesday night?

Yeah, I do-- I
was at the Firefly

with some buddies
having some drinks,

and they'll vouch for me.

Okay.

Okay.

DANNY:
Where you going?

Sit down, man,
we're not done with you.

Hey.
Hey.

So Kelly's log-in
generated a number

of web searches
from last month--

Planned Parenthood,
Council on Teen Pregnancy.

The list goes on.

Wow.

Well, if she's pregnant,
it could be

that she needed the money
for an abortion.

I don't think Bobby Hillman's
keeping any more secrets.

Yeah, but there's the
middle-aged boyfriend,

and maybe he didn't want it
to get out

that he got
a 15-year-old pregnant.

No, Kelly's period didn't stop
because she was pregnant.

They stopped because
Pete upped her training.

And what you found was probably
from before

we went to the doctor
and figured it out.

Uh-huh.

Where is
your husband now?

Oh, he had a work emergency.

How long has he been gone?

I don't know.
He left a note.

Uh, do me a favor.

Could you write
your husband's

work number down?

Thank you.

Um,

Mrs. McMurphy,
we have information that, um,

both your son and daughter
may have been using steroids.

Is that something that you

or your husband
might have encouraged?

I know that
it's out there.

But I would never do anything

to put my child's health
at risk.

What about your husband?

No.

Your daughter was looking

for a substantial amount
of money.

Any idea why?

I think...

Kelly may have been trying
to help me out.

Hey.

You're home.

What are you doing in my drawer?

Uh, I was looking for a sock.

And I thought maybe
it got mixed up
in your laundry.

It probably just fell
behind the dryer.

You're stealing from me?

No, I'm just going to borrow it,

'cause I have
to pick up the dry cleaning.

$400?

You know what? Just forget it.
Just... It doesn't matter.

No. Mom, what is going on?

I think, uh...

I think that...

I think things just got
a little screwed up

after your brother died.

What

I've, uh...

I've-I've been...

It's okay, you can tell me.

I've been taking things

from Mrs. Kaplan's boutique.

They said
they won't press charges

if I pay them back.

It's going
to be okay.

:
I just really miss him.

I know.

I know.
So do I.

JACK:
How much money
do you owe?

A thousand.

I just spoke
with your husband's workplace.

He's not there, and apparently,
there is no work emergency.

Dad!

Hey, sweetie.

How are you?

Good.

Where's your mother
and your sister?

They had to get
to... the theater.

Oh.

How is Hanna?

She scored two
goals last week.

She wanted me to tell you,

even though she's going
to see you herself tomorrow.

And how's your mother?

Good.

She works too much.

Uh, listen, I wanted
to ask you if, um,

you would mind
if I brought a friend to dinner.

Can it be Danny?

Danny isn't exactly
who I had in mind.

Ann?

Yeah.

I'd like you to get
to know her better.

Sure.

Dad?

You like Ann, right?

Yes, I do.

Mom took hers off
a long time ago.

Yeah, I noticed.

So why don't you
take yours off, too?

I don't know. I...

I think I just left it on

for you and your sister.

Thank you.

Try to get that high score.

You know where to find me
if you need me.

Okay.

Any word on McMurphy?

No, but I checked

with some of the parents,
and apparently,

McMurphy was banned from Jason's

hockey games
for fighting.

One guy ended up with stitches.

The guy press charges?

No, but one witness

saw McMurphy getting
really rough with Jason

after he played
badly in a big game.

Maybe he was doing
the same thing

to Kelly,
and then she took off.

Maybe he's trying
to find her first

so that she doesn't
talk about the abuse.

Excuse me.

Fitzgerald.

Uh-huh.

I got it.

Newell?

Right? Okay, thanks.

Someone at the hotel
in Poughkeepsie saw Kelly

this morning with one
of the guests-- a Linus Newell.

Check it out.

Looks like our guy

in the sketch.
It sure does.

This is it.
All right.

Could you give me
the key, please?

Stand back.
Mr. Newell,
this is the FBI.

Open up!

Come on.

Oh. Clear.

It's clear.

Are you sure
he didn't check out?

He was here

five minutes ago.

He's right there.
Come on. Let's go.

Freeze! Freeze!

Are you Linus Newell?

Get out of the car!

Elena, check the trunk!

Get out. Come here.
I said get out.

All right, where's Kelly?

I don't know.

What did you
do to her?
Nothing, I swear.

Look, this is a
misunderstanding.

Since when is having
sex with a minor a
misunderstanding?

No. This isn't about sex.

No

I was just trying
to convince her

to take me on
as a coach, that's it.

Okay, a witness saw
you consoling her

outside the rink
two weeks ago.

Was that part of
the sales pitch?

No. No, no, no. She was a mess
about her brother.

She needed someone
to talk to.
DANNY:
Talk to?

I'm starting my own camp
in Lake Placid.

That's why she came here
to see me.

Are you okay, Kelly?

Yeah, I'm great.

I... I'm just really anxious
about this decision, I guess.

All right, well,

let's talk about it.

So, if you coach me,

I can stay at your camp
in Lake Placid, like, full

Like, live there, right?

That's how
we'd arrange it, yeah.

Provided your parents
are on board.

You-You did talk
to your dad, right?

Yeah, he's okay with it.

So, when can we go?

Where are your parents, Kelly?

Oh, they couldn't come,

but they did sign
the consent forms that you sent.

I still have to speak to them.

Is this about the deposit?

Because I thought maybe

we could work out some kind of
payment plan, or...

I don't know.

I could

pay you in some other way.

What the hell's going on here?

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to...

I just really need you
to coach me.

That's not what this is about.

I'm saying yes.

That's what you wanted, right?

Yeah, but not
under these circumstances.

So, what, are you saying
that I can't go with you?

Look, there's something going on

with you
you're not telling me about.

I can't coach you
if you're not
honest with me.

I'm sorry.

Kelly?

I called her dad.
Mm-hmm.

He accused me of-of trying
to steal his daughter.

He threatened to kill me.
ELENA:
When was this?

A couple hours ago.
DANNY:
Why'd you wait

a whole day to call him?

I wanted to give her a chance
to work it out with him.

But when he didn't call,
I figured I should.

Two hours ago
would make it 4:00.

That's right before
McMurphy went

to go look
for his daughter.

Come on, let's go.

All right, so I confirmed
Newell's story.

He called McMurphy's cell phone
at 4:00 p.m.,

which means he has
a three-hour head start on us,

if he has any idea
where she's going.

Mm-hmm. Well, the canvas
around Newell's hotel

turned up a witness
who saw Kelly trying
to hitch a ride.

Mm-hmm. Hey,
that was the state police.

They just pulled over
Pete McMurphy

on a driving violation.

Any sign
of Kelly?

No.

But there was blood in the car,
and his hand was busted open.

Mm.

Mr. McMurphy.

What happened
to your hand?

I cut it.

How?

On a glass.

Were you drinking?

No.

It was water.

I got pissed off
when that jackass Newell called.

Yes, I heard that you
threatened Newell.

You must have been equally
furious with your daughter.

I would never hurt Kelly.

Then why'd
she run away?

Mr. McMurphy, your daughter
blackmailed the steroid dealer,

then she tried to prostitute
herself to get away from you.

Why is that?

You molesting her?

No!

Then why did she go?

It's a family matter.

Not anymore it's not.

Look, Mr. McMurphy, if
you've seen anything,

if you've done anything
and you're not telling me,

it's obstruction.

Do you want to find
your daughter or not?

Something happened
this afternoon.

I thought you wanted to quit.

I guess you just

wanted to kick me in the head.

Dad, I should
have told you.

Yeah, but instead, you ran away.

Your mom and I have been
worried sick about you!

Half the FBI is looking for you!

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

Do you honestly believe

someone can coach you
better than your own father?

No.

Then what the hell
is this all about?

If I had one-tenth
of the talent you had,

I wouldn't be
pissing it all away!

I couldn't stand being
around here anymore!

Why?

Because of what
happened to Jason.

What does Jason's accident
have to do with any of this?

Did you know that he
was using steroids?

That's ridiculous.

No, it's not.

He gave them to me
when I got injured.

He told me that he wasn't taking
them himself, but he lied.

He had been using
them for over a year.

Jason would never take steroids.

It's because of you!

Because of the way

that you pushed him!

They screwed him up.

He killed himself, Dad.

Where the hell
do you get off saying that?

I found this in his room.

KELLY:
I was looking for music
for my competition.

This doesn't prove anything.

It's just words on paper.

Think about how he was
before he died.

He didn't even leave it
somewhere we could find it.

Because he didn't want us
to blame ourselves,

even though it was
all our fault.

Our fault?

How? Making him die
in a car accident?

The car didn't just drive off
the road by itself.

You know, I'm not talking
to you about this! Get out!

You hear me?! Get out!

I know I shouldn't
have let her go.

No, probably not.

Please,

you've got to find her.

You could have helped me
if you'd called

as soon as
you'd seen her.

I didn't know how to explain

without Joanie
knowing the truth.

She'll never forgive herself.

She'll never forgive me.

You'll have to stay here until
I can corroborate the story.

All right,
she gets rejected by Newell,

her father kicks her
out of the house.

Where would she go?

Where she's supposed to be,
the New York Invitational?

No, I don't think
she's in the mood for skating.

Wait a second.

What?

Her parents talked
about this pond,

some pond where her brother
first taught her to skate.

Somewhere out in White Plains.

SAMANTHA:
All right, why don't you
come with me?

You, let's go this way.

Kelly?

Kelly, my name is
Samantha Spade.

I'm with the FBI.

We've been
looking for you.

Do I have to go home now?

It's late, and your parents
are worried about you.

You really don't want
to go home, do you?

I just never want
to skate again.

I threw my skates in there.

I don't know,
maybe it's stupid.

But I think
Jason would have liked that.

You know something, I, um...

I don't think
it's stupid at all.

The night he died,
he tried to talk to me.

And I wouldn't listen.

Chin. Good.

Chin. Yes.

Good. Good!

McMURPHY:
I still think we need
to work on the spiral.

My legs are killing me
from the lunges yesterday.

I can't get my leg around.

We'll get the heating pads
out tonight,

you'll be good as new,
all right?

Jay!

Hey, Jas.

Hey.
Hey.

What's up?

Just figured I'd stop
by on my way home.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Come on, Jay.

I don't know, I...

I've just been feeling down.

You want to talk about it?

McMURPHY:
Kelly!

Got to go.

I guess now's
not a good time.

Wait, Jason.

It's nothing, really.

I...

There's just a lot
of stuff going on.

Well, we can talk after dinner.

Yeah.

That sounds good.

Later.

Come on, got to go.

You're doing great.
Doing great.

McMURPHY:
Keep it up.

What happened to your brother
is not your fault.

Can we just stay a minute?

Sure.

Hi. Sorry we're late.

No problem.

Everything all right?

Yeah.

Uh, Kate, this is Ann.

JACK:
Ann, Kate.

Hi.
How do you do?

We met a long time
ago, actually.

It was at a party
your parents had once.

But you were much smaller then.

I'm sorry
that your husband got shot.

Oy.

No, no, no.

Thank you very much, Kate.
Thank you.

Shall we sit?

Yeah.

And you thought dinner was
going to be awkward for her?

Are you drinking tonight?

Oh, yeah.

To the brim.

Want something to drink?

Um... I guess
I'll have a...

What?
Sprite.

Sprite?
Sprite.