All language subtitles for Good Morning, Killer

#GOOD MORNING, KILLER#

Mom, it's me, Juliana.

He's gonna kill me.
- Good.

Vince! Vince! It's Juliana!

Hey, Mike. What's up?
- We have a kidnap.

Victim is a twenty-year-old college
student. - You're sure it's a kidnap

and not a college kid
lost on a bender? - Yup.

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.

Got latte?
- 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.

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? - Yeah.

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 and... - Vince, get off.

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. 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. - Well,
we need to look at your records.

Great. Because we're the criminals now?
- 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 three hundred thousand
dollars 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.

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

Take care.
- Thank you.

Where's the brief this afternoon?
- It's at our office. - 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. She doesn't smoke anything.

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?

Hey, what's with all
the hammering upstairs?

The wires and pliers guys. They're puttin'
in a phone line to our command center.

That's great. - Ms. Murphy, is
there another way out back?

Yeah. I'll show you.
- You got this? - Yeah.

Tell me. When was the last
time you had something to eat?

Your daughter is beautiful.

She doesn't even think she's
pretty. - Who took this picture?

She said a friend.

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

Juliana's a swimmer?
- Since she was eight.

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. That's my dad.

They were really close.

I just can't. I can't
do this. I'm sorry.

Check this out. - 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. God bless America.

Most importantly, do not talk to the press.
It could escalate the suspect, okay?

Hey, need you.
- Let me hit you back.

All right. What'd we get from the dad? - The
victim's boyfriend is Charles Rodriguez.

He 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.

What are you thinking, boss?
- Does it make sense

this knucklehead
Rodriguez would kidnap her?

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?

The father got her the job at
Magique. - Is he molesting her?

That why she split?
- I haven't ruled it out.

Polygraph both parents.
- 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.

Your call.
- Thank you, sir.

We're doin' fine here.

All right, and these
are prepaid. Thank you.

Did you get some good shots?
- Half of them didn't come out.

Did you forget to turn on the
auto focus? I often do that myself.

Hey. Sir?

Carl? I finished.

Do you want a ride? - No, thank you, Mrs.
Santos. I'll see you at home later. - Okay.

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.

Like to bring in
Detective Andrew Berringer,

who is the head investigator
for the Santa Monica PD,

which is the lead agency on this
case. - Thank you, Agent Grey.

We appreciate your assistance. This is
the first nine-one-one call from the mom.

Go ahead.
- Nine-one-one Operator.

My daughter hasn't come home tonight,
and, I've called all her friends,

and no one seems to know where she
is. - Do you have reason to suspect

your daughter has come into harm's
way, ma'am? - No, I guess not.

No, she's probably just late.

Never mind.
I'm sorry to bother you.

Now, this is the second call,
which came in at six thirty a.m.

Nine-one-one. - Someone's
kidnapped my daughter.

They've taken her. - How do you
know she's been kidnapped, ma'am?

They just called! You've
got to help me. - All right.

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

She said, Mom, it's Juliana, he's
gonna kill me. And then they hung up.

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

We'll be marrying up with Santa Monica
PD on canvassing the neighborhood,

all that good stuff. So, as you complete
your leads, call in with your results.

Let's find this girl.

Thank you.

Want a bite?
- Yeah.

Want a bit more? Go ahead.
Sure, here you go.

How are we gonna do this, Andrew?
- 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? - I like it when
you're on top. You know that, don't you?

I have to go to work every day and pretend
I don't know what you look like naked.

Look what I have to contend with.

So, my boss wants to
polygraph the parents.

What do you think? - It's an old marriage.
You can smell the rotting meat, Ana.

You're so cynical about relationships.
- Well, I've been there so often,

my name's inscribed on the
relationship crapper, sweetie.

You keep saying stuff like that.
What are you telling me, Andy?

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, help me
through this because...

Through what? We're seeing each other. We're
not running a marathon in Death Valley.

How long is it? - It's twenty-six
point twenty-two miles.

That we've been going out, goofball.

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.

What'd she steal? - Seven
hundred dollar leather jacket.

I had to let her go. - Would
you mind emailing 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.
- 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.

Charles Rodriguez, I'm
Special Agent Donnato.

Thanks for coming in.
- What'd I do?

Not pay my taxes?
- That's not my department.

So, listen. Tell me about your
relationship with Juliana Meyer-Murphy.

I know her. - Yeah,
I know you know her.

When was the last time
you saw her? - Juliana? - Yeah.

Couple weeks ago maybe. We
had a barbecue with my family.

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

I never hit her.

She posted that on her Facebook page.

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

That's trash talk.

Your girlfriend's missing, Slick.

Did you know that?
- No.

What happened to her?
- What happened to you?

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. Right?

Yeah. Great. Thank you.

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.

Boyfriend admits he took money from Juliana
to pay off his debt to the Mexican Mafia.

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?

Thirty seconds?
- One... - Two...

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.
- That's Willie John Black.

Hey, Willie. How you doin'?

Remember me?
Detective Berringer.

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? - Yeah.

I saw her with that man, with the
camera, a tourist from Arizona.

What'd he look like?
- White guy.

Wait, you saw him talking to
this girl? When? - On and off.

Yesterday?
- Well, maybe.

Willie? - Yeah?
- Do you know his name?

Well, I call him Arizona 'cause
he's always talkin' about Arizona.

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

I'm originally from New Orleans.

I'd love to go back, but I have
to work. - What kind of work?

Well, I work for the
National Defense Department

travelin' around America.

My job is to drive randomly
through the United States

and data process
sponge cake. - Right.

Well, sponge cake is a code name
that refers to Patricia Hearst,

and sometimes I run into
a candlelight situation.

That's an entity case where the future

and the past kinda 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 what, 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? What part?

The data processing sponge cake? - No,
you need to weed through that, sweetie.

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?

I would love to continue this, but
I've got to go see my grandfather

before the next briefing. - Okay.
If Willie's a good witness or not,

it'll all be on tape.
- That's it? - Later.

Hey, toots. Long time, no see.
- Hey, Grandpoppy.

Heard a story today about a
little girl and her grandfather.

Made me think of you.
Happy belated birthday.

Well, thank you.
- You look great, Poppy.

Hey, I'm on a diet. I lost two pounds.
- I shouldn't have brought any cake then.

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 fourteen. - Why's that?

Mom died when I was fourteen.

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 drinkin'?
- Brought my own.

White wine. A pussy Bureau drink?

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, I did a kidnap back in nineteen
seventy-four in 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.
- 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, it doesn't work that way.
- Well, then what are you askin'?

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.
- Happy birthday, Poppy.

This is the surveillance footage Santa
Monica PD pulled from the mini-mall.

Those two obviously know each other.

Can we capture his face?

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 two
forty-six p.m. yesterday.

Nice, Ana.
- Thanks.

I was goin' there.
- Of course you were.

You're the one with the PhD.

That's a Arizona plate. Right, Ana? - Call
Phoenix FBI and see what we can get.

In twelve to eighteen hours, we should know
who he is and what he eats for breakfast.

Right, Donnato? - Yup. - 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.

There he is.

He was hunting where kids hang out
in the afternoon. Find that girl.

She could ID the suspect.

If she's the mouse that gets away.

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.

Why is it that no matter how much money
you have, pull-out sofa still sucks?

Good morning. Lynn? Would you have a
seat? We 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 four-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.

Hey, we're her parents.
We love Juliana. - Of course.

Some people chop up their kids and they
put 'em in concrete. Did we do that? No.

So, what the hell are you guys thinking?
We're dyin' here. - Lynn, are you all right?

Nobody has to take a lie
detector test. - Why not, Lynn?

I should have told you sooner.

I was just praying it wasn't
true, but now I'm so afraid.

Lynn, what are you talkin' about?

I had an affair.

I had an affair in Milan with a buyer
from Nordstrom, and he took my baby.

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 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!

Vince has locked himself in
the study. - Oh no. - What is it?

Vince keeps his father's gun
in the desk. - We need backup.

Dad has barricaded himself
in the study. Possibly armed.

Vince, what's going on? Talk to
me. - What's there to talk about?

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

You thinking of doing something to yourself,
Vince? Thinking of committing suicide?

Well, the hell with you. - We're 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!

Vince. What did you do?

Have you seen this girl? - Hey,
you seen this van? - No. Sorry.

All right, thank you.
- Big nothing. - Yeah.

Excuse me, have you seen this
van around? Does it look familiar?

No? Thank you.
- Have you seen this girl?

Seen this van? - Seen this girl? No?
- Brother, have you seen this girl?

Hey, pal.
- Yeah?

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. - Okay.

Hey, where's the Santa Monica
cowboy? Polishing his boots?

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

All right, folks. Let's go.

We have a prime suspect.

Ray Brennan, thirty-five, 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.

Hold up a minute, Mike.
- Yeah, what's up?

Take a look at this. - What do you got?
- Welcome back to the KPWN News.

And I'm getting some breaking
information on the missing girl.

A twenty-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?

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. - No.

Should have never happened.
- You weren't there.

ASAC Galloway, you wanted
to see me, sir? - 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 gonna be Jason's
training agent. - Great.

Wasn't Mike Donnato
your 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.
- 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 'em 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.

And 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 SAC.

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?

ASAC Galloway is head of our division, and
the only thing he stands for is respect.

Yeah, 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.

Maybe I didn't say that right.

Ana Grey. - 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. - Thanks.

Something's up.

I'm gonna go see. - No,
let's stay inside for now.

Excuse me.
- Pardon me.

God. How did this happen?

Kids got on Facebook.

Juliana's... - We don't
know who the victim is,

so until we get an ID,
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 ID. - Wait? What for?

Get a grip, Lynn.

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!
- Vince! - I'm gonna find Juliana!

I want my daughter back! You gotta
help! Juliana! I want my daughter back!

She's been dead around ten
days, I'd say. - It isn't Juliana.

No. We have a positive ID. Her name
is Arlene Hartounian from Los Angeles.

Same age and close in appearance.

As far as I know, murder isn't
always part of Ray Brennan's pattern.

He strangles them,
lets 'em go, damaged.

Well, it 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.

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.

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 nine thirty?

Fresh grapefruit martinis?
Fresh-squeezed.

You, go away.
I'll see you then.

Partial clearing tonight
with a low of sixty-five,

and more sun expected tomorrow
with a high of seventy-seven.

There was a grim discovery today.
The 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 one eight hundred
four-three-one-five-seven-nine-zero.

And in sports, the Spartans beat the Tigers
in the final championship game tonight.

You'll never forget me.

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

Excuse me, have either
of you seen this girl? - No.

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. - The guy with the bike? - Yeah.

He's usually out by the, dumpster around
now, but I haven't seen him tonight.

Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Mom?

Get up. We're goin' to church.

What are you saying?

You wanted to go to the church trip up
to Lake Arrowhead, so now we're goin'.

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.

#MISSING#

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.
- Okay, Roger that.

Look, of course I want him to make
varsity. Rochelle, I got to call you back.

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. - 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?

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

Police car. Okay, let's go.
It's okay. Nice and slow.

It's okay. It's all right.

You're gonna 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 go to the
doctor first to make sure you're okay.

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

Nice and slow, sweetie. There
you go. Put your feet up there.

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

You're gonna be okay.

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 please get this over with?

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.

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,

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?

I don't know. - Did he ejaculate
on your body? - My God.

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.

What kind of shoes was the
assailant wearing? - Boots.

Do you remember anything
special about 'em?

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! Just get it off me!

I don't want this on me! Get it off.

Good morning, Mike.
- Good morning, sunshine.

Ouch. You look beat up.
- Yeah. You look worse.

Yeah? - How's the
Santa Monica cowboy?

Please, don't call him that. - Just looking
out for you. - Yeah? You have a better idea?

I might.
- Really?

World's greatest dad,
most married man?

Married part's not
going so great right now.

But, Rochelle and I, we've been
there before. - Sorry to hear that.

What to do?

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 gotta 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?

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 ID,

so we can catch this
guy and put him away.

You're a strong girl.

You walked all the way home.

Sir. I issued the warrant on Ray
Brennan. - Excellent. - Thank you, sir.

Ana, are you having a personality
conflict with Jason. - No, of course not.

He says you're not
returning his emails.

We're all part of the Bureau
family. That ain't no jive.

What was that about? - Jason's telling
Galloway that I'm not returning his emails.

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

I really don't need this on a high profile
investigation. - Yeah, you truly don't.

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 emails?
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.

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?

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 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.

He really understood.

But then when we got in his van,
he was a totally different person.

What are you doing here?
Somethin' happen on the case?

No, I'm worried about Willie.
He hasn't been around.

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 questions.

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

Were you with someone else?

That's all I need to know.
- Hey, listen,

a lot of people would be very happy
with what we have. You hear me?

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?

Yeah, 'cause you make me crazy.

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

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

Careful what you say.

Yeah, well, I'm saying it.
- Fine by me.

Early this morning, I was able
to obtain Juliana's narrative.

Brennan had approached her several
times, but on Thursday the twenty-third

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 felt 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.

Okay, so, why'd 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 UV 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.
- We're on that, sir.

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.

Just listen for a second. Over the past
few months, three women have gone missing.

Ten days ago, he killed Arlene.

Six days ago, he took Juliana.
He is going after someone else.

Hi.

After Nine-Eleven,
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 is 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.

That's Brennan's house.

The neighbor ID'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?

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.

Do you have a brain in your head?

FBI. Freeze. We have an
arrest warrant for Ray Brennan.

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

Set up a perimeter. Start knocking on
doors. - The mother in the front seat.

Send the ERT over here. We need
to process the car and the house.

Size ten, 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 voles on her.
- 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?

According to Ms. 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. The
last address we have for her is Phoenix.

Maybe that's why Brennan left Arizona.
Sister finally kicks out the crazy brother.

Which makes him even crazier.

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.

Okay, I don't have time for this.

Damn.

Goin' fishin'?
- Why me?

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 'em.
- That's why it's called a collection.

Take your pill.

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.

Bloody hell. Well, how did you get
hold of that? - Confidential source.

Look, if you were Ray Brennan,
where would you go to find models?

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 eighteen, no physical contact.

Strictly amateur night.
Pathetic, if you ask me.

So, where would he go to find out about
Photo Day? - On the internet, of course.

We retrieved the hard drives from
the computers of Juliana Meyer-Murphy

and Arlene Hartounian and
looked at their calendars.

And if we could find a connection
between them, we'd know

where he was finding these girls. - But 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. Arlene
Hartounian messaged a girlfriend

that she was gonna model at a photo
show two weeks ago at the Chinese Garden.

So what? The blue means rained
out? - Exactly. Remember that?

Rained for a week solid,
and 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? - This
weekend. And the forecast is sunny.

There you go. - Good, just
like that. - Like this?

I'm not sure.
- Come this way.

Excuse me, folks. I'm looking
for a photographer named Ray.

Also goes by Carl.
Have you seen him?

Smile in your eyes. Perfect.
- Can I smile in this one?

#NO LUCK#

#NO LUCK
DON'T SEE HIM#

Hey, guys. Have you seen a photographer
named Ray? Also goes by Carl.

Close your eyes and
then just pop 'em open.

This is really pretty. - That's
it, sweetie. Twirl for the camera.

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

Beautiful.
- Smile, honey, smile.

Hi. I'm the mom. Sonoma
has her own website.

I always tell my girls you've got to use
your looks while you still got it, right?

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 mother's house.

Special Agent Ana Grey, FBI.

Hello? Who is this?
- Mom?

Help me. He says he's gonna kill me.

God. She said...
he's gonna kill her.

Call Kyle. I'm on it.

Sonoma. Sonoma, honey. - Kyle,
I'm sending you the number

from a call made by the suspect. - Okay,
good. I'm gettin' 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. - Yeah, but this time

he didn't know we were listening. - Kyle
got the address where he took the girl.

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

ASAC 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
SWAT and alerting the other agencies.

Sir, I know this subject. Please, do
not go into that house until I get there.

We passed that house. Just didn't
know what we were looking at.

I set a perimeter around that house.

No one comes through except
on my command. You got it?

Get ready to talk to the suspect.

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 thirty seconds from securing the
perimeter. - Thirty seconds is too long.

Barbara, ask the mom
what Bridget is wearing.

What clothes did your
daughter wear today?

She's dressed the same as her sister, but
she has a red cowboy hat. Red with sparkles.

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.

We think the victim's inside.
- Okay, where's Ana?

She's clearing the van.
- All right.

Okay. - First one through
the door? - Getting in closer.

Agent Grey is approaching the van.

The van is clear. Going closer
to the house. - SWAT's in position.

We're ready to make the call.

Help me! Help!

There's screaming inside the house. - All
right, let's go in. What are we waiting for?

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 comin' 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 circstances.
- Damn it, Ana.

Careful. You're interrupting his
ritual. - That's what I'm trying to do.

No more yelling, okay?

No more. It's all good.
- Okay.

It's all good, you hear me?

Now I want you to drink this.
Drink. Open your mouth.

Open your mouth! Drink.

Stand down. Ana is going in.

Yeah, what do you want?
- Good afternoon, sir.

Do you believe the
Bible is only a book?

Guys, guys. There's a cop car approaching.
- Get that vehicle outta here.

Hi, there.
- Hi. How you doin', sir?

What's goin' on?

Is that a K-bar knife?
You must be former Marine.

Yes, I served my country.
- Yeah. - I love my country.

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

So, maybe we could
just take a break.

Tell me what you did in the Marines.

I was an advanced troop
movement photographer.

Is there somebody else in the house?

Yeah. There's a girl down there.

I'm sure she's okay.

So, there's a girl downstairs,
and she's okay pretty much?

Nothing bad has happened,
and it doesn't have to.

Cool it, guys.
- Stop the phone.

Hey, it's just a phone, right? You can
answer it or not. It's really your choice.

I'm with the FBI!

I'm a federal agent!

You'll get the death penalty.

Let's go in. Come on.
- Not 'til my boss says so.

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.

The phone was the FBI negotiator.

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.

What do you want here?
- Good, she's got him talking.

Let me see your credentials.

On my waist.

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

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

Come on down. - Couldn't get you to
take these flex cuffs off could I?

Okay. First team in the rear. You
guys take the front. - You got it.

Bridget.
- This one is an eight.

My preferred type has fuller lips,

but she was trusting, the
most innocent creature.

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 somethin'?

Little ringlets are out.

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

I prefer a ponytail with the ears showing.

Answer it.
- Yeah, why should I?

Tell 'em what you want.
- Okay.

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?

Whatever works, my friend.
This is Kyle.

How's everybody in the house?
- Well, everybody is fine.

That's good. How's
Ana Grey? - FBI Ana Grey?

She can't come to
the phone right now.

Look, you got two
ladies in there, right?

Why not let one of 'em go?
- No-no-no-no. No way.

Not ever. You're gonna have to
come in here, Kyle, and get me!

Hey, is there something we can do, sir?
- Ana, stop. I know what you're doin'.

You're creating a psychological
profile of me. - Give me a break.

I can't even... - 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.

#ROSE BRENNAN, DECEASED#

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

Tell him the truth.

There's my baby.
Now she's gettin' up.

What the hell? - 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. 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.

Let us help you through this.

Hey, what's goin' on?

He says that Rose is dead.

Nobody told me.

I'm sorry for your loss.
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. - No.

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.

Mr. Brennan has agreed to surrender.
Stand down when we come through the door.

Copy that. - Okay.
Let's do it. Come on.

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

No! No! - Ray!
- Execute.

Ray, freeze.

No use, Brennan! Drop the
knife! Drop the knife! Marine!

Get him outta 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.

You're free to go.

Ana, we got all the stats?
- Yes, sir.

What do we got from FBI Austin?

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.