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Jack.

Steve.

That Medina guy starts today.

He wanted his own chair.

Everybody deserves to
have a comfortable ass

on their first day.

I guess.

I thought you'd want yours.

Thanks.

Ergonomic.

Get out of the road, jerk.

Screw you.

Are you following me?

I told you to leave me alone.

When you do what I asked.

Listen, I'll call
the police.

Don't even think
about messing with me!

Hey, what's going on?

Leave him alone.

Mind your own business.

MARTIN:
What's the word on Medina?

He's got a JD/MBA.

Let me guess. Harvard?

Does it matter?
It seems like overkill

wherever you do it.

Didn't you have a stapler
in your old office?

I had one, but I lost it.

You know, I had
this buddy at TIIP...
Tip?

T.I.I.P.
The Information

Integration Project.
I found one.

Didn't they go, like,
a jillion dollars over budget?

That was before
he got there.

According to my buddy,

Medina's a systems
and process genius.

He brings order
to chaos.

Yeah, and I heard he's really

handsome, too.
Really?

No, I heard
he looks like a hamster.

Can I see that?

Uh, yeah.

Sam, you've got a stain.

There, yeah.

Oh, crap.

Hey, you can
take it to

the dry cleaners downstairs.
Unfortunately,

this jacket is hiding

an even bigger spit-up
stain underneath.

Medina here yet?

No.

Here you go.

Thank you.

How much do I owe you?
It's our treat.

Agent Medina.

Agent Johnson.

Good morning.
Good to meet you all.

Please, call me Clark.

I don't want to
stand on ceremony.

I'd hoped to have a few minutes
with everybody,
have come coffee,

get to know each other,

but I'm afraid that's gonna
have to wait to another day.

I got a call on my way in.

Listen up...
Ryan Mitchell

was reported missing

by his ex-wife last night.

NYPD tracked him
to a confrontation

with an unidentified male

yesterday in Queens.

We're in the case
pretty fast.

Where's the heat?

Mr. Mitchell's daughter,
Lindsey,

disappeared three years ago
and was never found.

So he made a lot of friendships
on the force

while the search was ongoing.

I don't remember

a Lindsey Mitchell.

Well, this unit was involved

with another kidnapping case.

PD decided to keep it.

So, tell me, Agent Taylor,
where would you start?

Uh...

Well, I would interview
the witnesses

and, uh, I'd get a sketch
of the assailant.

They're already being
faxed over.

Good.

Then we'll do background,
home search.

We would review
the daughter's case file

and then we would interview
with the ex-wife.

Agent Spade,

take the ex-wife.

Agents Delgado
and Johnson,

we can presume that the victim
wants to be found,

Agent Taylor, background.
And, Agent Fitzgerald,

find the current
case reports

and walk me through them,
will you?

I'll just stay here.

I'm sure there's
plenty to do.

Yep. Sure is.

I've never seen him before.

You think he had
something to do

with our daughter's
disappearance?

Your ex-husband did chase him
down Franklin Avenue.

Can you think of any reason

that he would do
something like that?

No.

If he had a lead, is there
any reason you can think of

he wouldn't take it
to the police?

He didn't think that
the police cared enough

about finding her
the way that he did.

But no... nobody could.

I need to move closer
to the city.

I mean, the commute
from my apartment to work,

it's an hour each way.

Then move.

I can't afford it.

You know that.

I'm not getting into this again.

I need a cushion.

If we sell the house,
I'll have one.

I have all this
stuff organized.

I'm not moving it.

The key to where Lindsey is
may be here somewhere.

You've looked through that stuff
a thousand times.

All you're doing
is driving yourself crazy.

Well, I can't give up.

Not yet.

Ryan...

I never should have
looked away.

Hey.

What happened...

it wasn't your fault.

I'm her dad.

I'm supposed to look after her.

I can't sit by and watch you
do this to yourself

anymore.

You have to figure out
how to let her go.

Yeah, we talked
for over an hour.

I mean, I really...

I thought I'd gotten
through to him.

He even took the name
of a therapist

that I'd seen.

Did he follow up?

I don't know.

Okay, well, uh...

thank you very much
for coming in.

Every Sunday,

Ryan and Lindsey
went for ice cream.

It was the last thing
that they did together.

Ever since she went missing,

he hasn't been able
to walk down that street.

But...

but I go and I sit
on a bench there

at least once a week.

Everybody reacts
to things differently.

There's no right.
There's no wrong.

I guess.

Can I stay?

Here.

Maybe I can help.
You know, I mean,

I'm sure that you've probably
got more questions, right?

Right.

Sure. Um...

Sure.

I'll take you to our break room.

Great. Thank you.

Thank you.

This is from a week ago.

It's a church in Brooklyn.

So he found religion?

Well, his ex-wife said
that he was trying

to move on with his life.

Maybe he went to talk
to a minister.

I'll call and find out.
Excuse me.

Hey.
Hey, Martin.

Are you and Medina
best friends yet?

He is definitely feeling us out.

At least we knew where
we stood with Jack.
That's for sure.

He may have run you over
with his car,

but you definitely knew
where you stood with him.

All right, where are we?

We're about to listen
to Ryan's

first police interview
after Lindsey's disappearance.

RYAN :
We had just come out
of Liberty Ice Cream...

DETECTIVE :
When you came out,
which direction did you go?

RYAN:
North.

We were walking down the street,

just talking
about a birthday party...

What kind of cake will
there be at the party?

No cake.

There's always cake.
It's a birthday.

Uh... frog

Gross.

Foot

:
Nobody would eat that.

How about pork chop

No.

Hey!

Thank you.

Lindsey?!

Lindsey, where are you?!

Lindsey!

Lindsey...!

Lindsey, where are you?!
Did you see...?

Excuse me, did you see
a little girl right...

standing right here?
Excuse me.

Anyone?
Did you...? Lindsey!

Lindsey!

I looked up and down the street.

I couldn't find her.

What did the man who bumped
into you look like?

Tall.
What was his
ethnicity?

At the time,
the police thought

that the guy that bumped
into him was a decoy.

Did they find him?

Mm-mm.
Mitchell doesn't

mention Lindsey screaming
or calling out to him.

And listen,
the police didn't

find a single witness
who saw the girl

after she was separated
from the father.

MEDINA:
Which they probably
would have, right?

If she were struggling?

So, what, you think the girl
knew her abductor?

I would have tried to rule it
out; that's for sure.

Did they?

Well, a little
shoe leather

was used on a business
associate of the wife's,

but that's it.

So what's our next step?

Well, it looks like
the person knew

where to find
Ryan and Lindsey.

So we just need
to figure out how.

That was the bank calling back
on Mitchell's financials.

You know, that check
we had them run down?

It was deposited by a local
psychic named Damon LaFloer.

Maybe that's where Ryan's
last lead came from.

All right. Well, call me
after you talk to him.

Okay?

Will do.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Shouldn't a psychic know
we were coming?

MAN:
Yes.

Gentlemen, I'm Damon.

How can I facilitate
a greater understanding for you?

Well, we like cooperative.

Maybe you can
enlighten us

and tell us where this guy is.

He's a client.

I can't talk about it.

Are you hiding
behind psychic

Because I don't think
there is such a thing.

He thought I could help him.
He's looking for his daughter.

That's not news, Damon.

Listen.

When people are cagey,
like they're trying

to hide something,
it makes us nervous.

I understand it might
be unpaid taxes,

unpaid parking tickets,
but whatever it is,

we always find out. You got it?

Mr. Mitchell had come
to see me several times.

He said he wanted
to find his daughter, but...

things are not always
quite what they seem.

If I hadn't let go of her hand,
maybe she'd be okay.

There's
something else.

I see a... black wall.

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

What are you hiding,
Mr. Mitchell?

You... you killed your daughter.

No.

I saw it.

Shut up!

I will kill you
if you don't shut up.

I will.
I won't say anything.

So why did he write you
a big check?

I think he thought
it would keep me quiet.

It's worked so far.

I'm not the bravest person
in the world.

I wanted to make sure
he didn't kill me, too.

Is this really a guy who kills
his five

Could have been
an accident.

He panics,
buries the body in the yard,

and made up
the kidnapping story.

And spends the next
three years looking for her

to divert attention?

How many husbands
have we had

in here begging us
to find their wives

when they're stuffed
in their trunk?

Not for three years.

If you are right,
which I doubt,

this is Ryan's
E-ZPass log.

All the trips
match his sales calls

except this one
to Long Island.

If he thought that this guy
was going to to expose him,

maybe he moved the body

from the yard
to avoid a confrontation.

I called the church
on the pamphlet.
This is the deal.

He joined a support group
for parents of missing children.

You want to come with me?
I can show you the ropes.

I would love to, but I'm...

I'm not allowed out of the yard.

ELENA:
Anything else you can
tell me about Ryan?

He hasn't been
with us very long,

but I know he didn't
kill Lindsey.

How can you be so sure?

Over time, most of us learn
the only way to keep going

is to make a place
to put the loss.

Ryan never did.
When he talked

about Lindsey,
the pain was still so fresh.

You notice any changes
in him lately?

Only for the better.

He started
to help other parents.

It seemed
to give him some peace.

I'll need their names.

Wow. Billy has

a beautiful smile.

Beautiful.

When did your son
go missing?

A little over seven weeks.

He had gotten another
bad report card.

We felt we had to set some
limits, so we grounded him.

He snuck out of his window.

A neighbor saw a man
pulling Billy

into his car,
and they traced the plates

to a sex offender
named Ronald Bilson.

They tracked him to
an SRO in New Jersey,

but it was too late.

He fell asleep smoking,
and the room caught fire.

Was there evidence
that your son was there?

They never found a body,

but the cops said
they knew Billy was dead.

What made them think that?

This guy was a repeat offender,
and he told his cellmate

the next time he grabbed a kid

he wasn't going
to leave a witness.

It's hard not knowing.

The head of
the support group

told us that Ryan
was helping you.

He saw what a hard time
Laura and I were having lately.

We would only be gone two days.

What if our

cell phones don't get
reception up there?

What if he calls
and we miss it?

Damn it, Laura. You promised.

You need this.

We both do.
Please, Eli,

don't tell me what

I need.

It's when you stop arguing,
you should worry.

All she does is sit by the phone
waiting for Billy

to call.

I'm not much better.

I haven't been in his room
since that night.

I don't know. It's...
it's like being in
there without him.

Makes it real that he might
never be coming back.

I know that feeling.

Let me help you.

How was he helping?

He have access
to Billy's case files?

Yeah. We gave him everything
we had gotten from the cops.

I have here the guy that got
into a confrontation with Ryan.

Does he look familiar?

No.

When was the last time
you two talked?

A week or so.

I told him about a vision
our psychic had.

Damon LaFloer?

Yeah. LaFloer told us that
Ryan came to him about Lindsey.

Not in a long time.

He hated

the guy. Said he was a fake,

and he was going
to go shut him down.

So...

what's new?

Ooh. Uh...

These socks.

Lovely.

I guess I felt so.

How is it going
with the, um... new boss?

It's too early to tell.

You know, he just got here.

His mere presence has
to be difficult for you.

You're used to being the boss.

Yeah, well, you know...

I'm a good soldier.

That's just it.

Can you be a soldier
when you've been the general?

And not just

any general. Patton.

I'm pretty sure
that's meant to be an insult.

No.

I'm just wondering
if the job will be enough.

Or is it the power
to behave as you want

that's the juice for you?

It's about finding people.

Maybe.

I believe sometimes
the universe gives us advice.

You know, at first
it's just a whisper.

If we ignore it,
it becomes a shout.

If we ignore it still,
it becomes a shove.

And, if we really ignore it,

it takes away our parking space.

Jack, this is
just an opportunity

to examine why
you do the things you do.

I do them
because they get results.

Like demotion

Those are results of sorts.

Have you ever thought
that maybe this job

doesn't have to cost so much?

Where do you think...
that this is going to lead?

People don't change.

I know there's
a school of thought

that self-awareness leads
to transformation,

but I don't think that's true.

Then what's it lead to?

Self-justification.

No one is making you

come here. If you don't
believe in the process,

why do you keep coming back?

I don't know.

Give me a call when you do.

You lied to me.

Ryan didn't come to you
to talk about his daughter.

He had already been there
and done that with you,

and he knew
that you were a fake.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you
preying off of grieving parents.

Look, I get it.
It's your bread and butter.

You had to shut him up,
didn't you?

Are you saying
that I killed him?

And lied about Ryan killing
Lindsey to take the heat

off of you.
This is ludicrous.

Whoa. Whoa. I just had a vision.

Do you know a big angry guy
with a spider web tattoo

on his face? I got it.

Your new roommate in prison.

I didn't do anything.

Yes, you did:
you lied to a federal officer

who was investigating
a kidnapping.

That is a felony.

Now, if you get
a really good lawyer,

you might get off
or you might not.

Either way, it's going
to cost you every dime you have.

All right.

I lied about why he came in,

but I didn't kill that man.

I know you're
all about the money,

so just stay away
from Eli and Laura.

Just because
you don't believe it...

Because it's garbage!

Their son

is dead.

They need to face that fact,

and they can't do that

if you keep trying
to feed them these visions.

I tell them
what I see.

What they do with that
isn't my problem.

Yes, it is!

When your child goes missing,

it's not the grief
that destroys you; it's hope.

You keep giving them hope.

Just because you never

found your daughter
doesn't...

If you talk to them again,
I'm coming back.

And that's the last
I saw of him.

Okay, so he comes to your store,

he pays you off, kicks your ass,
and then he just leaves.

Human behavior's
a mysterious thing.

Huh.

Uh, any new leads on Mitchell

in relation
to the Billy Swanson case?

Jack's on it,

but I might have something
on his daughter's abduction.

All right, well,
let's hear it.

Okay, the week before,

a Nissan pickup
was ticketed twice

for parking
in their street.

Registered to a Robert Cohen.

Who none of the
neighbors knew.

But one of the neighbors
saw a tan

Chevy Nova slow-roll the block
the day before she was abducted.

Police couldn't track it
without a plate.

What's the connection there,
I wonder?

Well, three months
after the abduction,

Robert Cohen registered
a tan Chevy Nova.

Any reason to think

that Mitchell would know
anything about this guy?
No.

Obviously, though, I'd like
to follow it up anyway.

Yeah, of course. Go ahead.

Looks like Mitchell took
his ex-wife's advice.

Trying to refocus his grief

in order to help
Billy Swanson's parents

get some answers.

Mitchell took an E-ZPass trip
that connects him

to this guy: Howard Cardone.

He worked with the Swanson kid's
alleged kidnapper.

An accomplice?

Why didn't NYPD hit on him?

Because he wasn't in the system.

Got picked up for kiddie porn
five weeks ago.

Super says that Howard left
an hour ago.

According to the
Every-Mart manager,

he said that Ryan came
asking for Howard's address

a couple days ago.

He said he got
really torqued up

when he heard that
Howard was fired

because
of the child porn bust.

Hey, is this him?

Hey, Howard!

(engine starts, tires squeal,
siren blares)

Nice hit, Mommy.

I don't know him.

How about this

waste of humanity?

I have a very common face.

Listen, buddy,
we have

witnesses who saw you two
going at it.

Ryan was the first guy
to put it all together.

You worked with Ronald;
Ronald grabbed Billy.

The two of you like little boys.

He knows you helped
kill Billy,

so you murdered him.

You know, I bet
Billy's father

would be really excited
to get your address.

I didn't kill that guy.

I just wanted him
to leave me alone.

Where's Billy?
What are you doing here?

How did you know...?
Tell me about Billy!

I told you I didn't have
anything to do with

taking the kid.
You pedophiles are liars.

Okay, I have a problem,
Yeah.

but, but looking at pictures

on the computer is not pulling
children off the street.

If I knew where this kid was,
I'd tell you.

He's dead.
Ronald killed him.

Maybe you helped.

If I did, I wouldn't be here.

Ronald wouldn't leave a witness.

Where's the body?

I don't know.

You're not trying.

I bet you one hollow-point

that he told you something
pervert-to-pervert.

He used to talk about going
up to his uncle's farm.

It's in the sticks.

He might have took
the kid up there.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Remember that feeling.

Where's this farm?

It's just outside of Albany.

Look,

I got an alibi.

Well, if it checks out,

you'll be free to crawl
back under your rock.

Um,

we have a possible lead
up in Albany.

Got a location

where the suspect may have
buried Billy Swanson's body.

Oh, uh...

Hello.

Jack, I'm in a little bit
of trouble.

Okay.

Um, my babysitter called.

She can't get Finn
to stop crying.

It's, it's probably nothing,

but it might be something,
you know?

Sure.

Martin's taking Howard
to lockup.

I just don't want

Medina to think
I'm some flaky new mom type,

so I was wondering if you could

cover for me with him.

Uh, yeah, Martin's taking
all that stuff down

to the tech lab now.

Medina's there, isn't he?

Absolutely.

I will get back to you.

All right, thanks.

Sorry.

Yeah, so, uh, who's going
to Albany?

Well, that's...
that's up to you.

Yeah.

Let's take your car.

Want a nut?

So how'd you end up
getting the short straw?

I guess they thought
my skill set was a good fit

for what was needed.

Ah, yes, that's right.
You're the troubleshooter.

That's nicer than what
they usually call me.

Oh, I'm sure.

You got kids, Jack?

You know I do.

Yeah, me, too.
I got kids.

See, I play with my kids.

They also know that
I'm not one of them.

They know that
I'm a grownup.

And they don't like it
sometimes,

but it's my job
to set the rules.

It wouldn't be a good thing
for me to try to discipline

my five-year-old
for coloring the walls

if he's seen me do worse,
you understand?

Well, my agents are not
five-year-olds,

and I do not allow them
to play with crayons.

Well, you know
what I'm talking about.

Clearly, you're not
the best role model.

Don't confuse my problems
with the abilities of my agents.

Do you understand me?

Oh, yeah, I understand.

I understand that you're getting
a little upset,

so let me just
lay it out for you.

Yeah, why don't you
do that?

I'm gonna.
I got a job to do, okay?

Part of my job
is keeping an eye on you.

You pull one stupid thing,
just one,

and you're gone. You're out.
That's it. No warning.

It's the way it goes.
Nothing personal.

So what do you like?

You like easy listening,
talk radio?

Country music?

Charlie, this is Agent Malone.

Hi.

Charlie, how are you?

Good.

Now, Charlie's dad
owns this farm.

Dad hasn't seen our friend Ryan,
but Charlie here says

he saw him digging a whole lot
of holes early this morning.

Where was that, Charlie?

I was walking my dog there
on the hill.

What are you doing?

A friend of mine lost something,
and I'm, uh,

and I'm looking for it.

My dad know you're making
all this mess?

No.

He lets me dig out back.

I'm building
an underground fort.

Yeah?

That sounds pretty cool.

Is your partner helping?

No. He mostly just lays
in the dirt.

Did you find
what you're looking for?

No.

No, I didn't.

Well, I can help.

Do you want me to go get
my shovel?

No, no, it's, uh...

it's not here.

I made a mistake.

You should, you should probably
go on home, okay?

Tell your dad I'm sorry.

Charlie, you see which way
Ryan went?

No.

Is he a bad guy?

No, he's a, he's a good guy.
Thanks.

So once this guy realizes

he isn't gonna find
Billy's body, then what?

I don't know.

He failed to find his daughter,

so he put all his effort
into trying to find this kid.

When that didn't work,
maybe he just gave up.

Suicide?

Excuse me.
Yeah.

Hello.

VIVIAN:
Jack,

Robert Cohen alibi'd out

on the day
of Lindsey's abduction.

Now, remember the tan Nova

that slow-rolled
Lindsey's house?

Cohen bought it

from his sister Alice
before she moved,

and he hasn't heard
from her since.

But it turns out
that this Alice Cohen

was a substitute teacher
at Lindsey's school

a couple of weeks
before the disappearance.

That's probably why Lindsey
didn't cause a commotion.

She knew Alice.

Well, we tracked her down
to Union, New Jersey.

And according to the local PD,

Alice Cohen has an
eight-year-old daughter.

Right.

Elena's on her way.

Okay, thanks.

There's a possibility

that Lindsey Mitchell
is still alive.

Let's hope her father is, too.

Hey, Viv.

Ryan was sighted
at a local mall

about an hour
after he left the farm.

He was seen using a pay phone,

so I pulled the calls.
I don't know

if you recognize
any of these numbers.

I also have PD
going store to store

to see if anybody
talked with him.

That's the ex-wife's
home phone number.

Yeah. She didn't mention it.
Well, she's still

in the break room.
Maybe she hasn't

had a chance
to check her messages.

I'll go get her permission
to listen to the messages.

Hey. Martin?

Yeah.
Let's not
mention

anything about Lindsey until
we confirm the girl's identity.

When did he call?

About four hours ago.

RYAN:
Hi, Julia. It's me.

I've been thinking about you.

About everything.

I realize how much
I must have hurt you

by not being able to move on.

I guess I didn't want to stop

looking for Lindsey
because if I did,

it meant she wasn't coming back.

And I wanted to bring her
home...

So much so that
I didn't leave any room

for you to say good-bye.

I realize that now
and I'm very sorry.

:
I just... I miss her.

She was, she was such

an amazingly
wonderful little girl.

And she was lucky
to have a mom like you.

I was lucky.

You're gonna bring him home.

Aren't you?

We're doing everything we can.

Can I help you?

Alice Cohen?

Yes.

I need you to step outside.

Hey.

Hi.

Thank you for covering

for me.

It was my pleasure.

How's the kid?

Um... I overreacted.

That's what
you're supposed to do.

Okay.
Excuse me, guys.

The canvass at the mall
turned up a bead store clerk

that says that Mitchell bought
a bag full of puka shells,

enough for a necklace.

Puka... puka shells.

Bingo.

My guess is that Mitchell wanted
to give the parents something

so they could have closure.

Manufactured closure.

Somehow I doubt that
Billy Swanson's father

is gonna say "Thank you"
and go home.

My shift doesn't end
for another two hours.

I'm gonna get docked...

Oh, don't worry. I didn't
spoil all of the evidence.

Found plenty more in your car.

He shouldn't have lied to me.

Where'd you get it?

A storage locker.

There was a...

a box of personal
belongings.

How did the police miss
that he had a storage locker?

I don't know. That's...

Maybe they missed
other things.

Look, we-we have
to take this to them.

Eli, Billy's gone.

Billy's gone.
I brought you the necklace

so that you wouldn't
have to wonder anymore.

No. No. No, he is
still out there.

Eli, you have to let him go.

Tell me where you got this from!

I shouldn't
have brought it.

Tell me!

Tell me where
this came from.

Tell me where you
got this from!
I made it!

It's not Billy's, okay?

I just wanted you
to be able to move on

in a way that I couldn't.

I'm sorry.

I was just trying to help.

I left him in the truck yard.

When?

About three hours ago.

He thought I
wanted an answer.

I just wanted Billy.

I miss my son.

Hey, Vivian, what do you got?

Well, there was another hit
off of Mitchell's E-ZPass

about an hour ago.

Yeah

MTA is sending the details.

All right, look, uh...

This guy's an adult.

Clearly he's operating
under his own power.

I just don't see
the need to continue

to expend resources
on this case.

Call me crazy. I like
to know what's going on.

Hold on a minute. Oh.

All right.

Uh, it's the Gil Hodges Bridge.

Brooklyn side.

Full circle.

Meaning?

Mitchell's moving on.

He's going back to the place
that he started.

You've got until the end
of today to wrap this up.

Today.

Mr. Mitchell!

Mr. Mitchell?

I'm Special Agent Johnson
with the FBI.

Please turn around slowly

and put your hands
where I can see them.

I don't un...
I don't understand.

You had a gun.

I threw it...
I threw it in a lake.

What... How did you know?

We've been looking for you.

I-I, I didn't mean to cause
anybody any trouble.

I was trying to help a couple
find their missing kid.

And I, I came up empty.

Well, we didn't.

You know, if we hadn't
been looking for you,

we would never
have found her.