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- Hi.
- Hey. Here you go.

- Thanks, Ahmed.
- You're welcome, Sydney.

- Have a nice day.
- Thanks.

- Hey, partner.
- Hey. You're in a hurry.

I got the McEnny thing this morning.

Damn it!
I left my briefcase in the gift shop.

- I'm a mess today.
- You want me to hold the elevator?

- No. I'll see you up there.
- Okay.

- Would you press six for me, please?
- It's going down.

- It is?
- Yeah.

I'll take a ride.

She bought her paper like usual.
That was it.

Do you remember
seeing anyone suspicious?

Suspicious?

Hanging around, loitering,
that sort of thing.

- No. I'm sorry.
- Okay, thank you.

Give me the rundown.

Okay. The woman's name
is Sydney Harrison.

Forty-one years old, Caucasian,
divorced, no children.

Owns and runs a small
employment agency on the sixth floor.

She was on her way to work when
someone grabbed her in the elevator.

- What time?
- About 9:00.

People on their way to work,
crowded lobby, risky move.

He could've staked her for days
waiting for the right time.

- Did he take her through the garage?
- Looks that way. We've got no witnesses.

- What have you got?
- Spray paint on the security camera.

Would you stop the tape there? Rewind it.

You see that?

He's covering his mouth with his hand,
disguising his voice. He knows her.

Maybe the ski mask
isn't just for the camera.

- I'll need the original copy of this tape.
- Yeah.

Thanks. We'll be right up.

We just got a ransom note
upstairs in her office.

I'll be back for that.

It came on my computer five minutes ago.

I don't know how I can come up
with that kind of money so quickly.

- Have you responded to this e-mail yet?
- No, of course not.

- Would you mind giving us a few seconds?
- Sure. Of course.

"We have Sydney Harrison.
If you ever want to see her again...

"follow our instructions,
don't call the police.

"You have until 2:00 to get $687,000 ready.

"At that time, you'll hear from us again.
Be prepared to deliver the money."

2:00? That's only three hours
to get everything organized.

Let's see if we can stall them.

- Okay, then.
- Let's get started.

- $687,000? It's a pretty random number.
- It is.

It's gotta be symbolic.
Personal or something like that.

She's no Bill Gates.
$82,000 in equities and personal savings.

Where do they think
she'll come up with that kind of money?

- Her company?
- No, they'd never raise it that fast.

We have to go to our own banks first.

- How about the e-mail?
- Untraceable so far.

The techies will take the computer
to the field office. E-mails will come there.

- The attendant's been here since 7:00.
- He see anything?

White Ford conversion van parked there.
That door leads to the elevator.

He was about to have the van towed
when another car pulls in...

he parks the other car,
when he comes back the van's gone.

So he waits for her in the lobby,
intercepts her in the elevator...

parks in a tow-away zone, and manages
to get out without anyone seeing a thing?

This guy's either a criminal genius
or a complete moron.

Lucky moron, so far.

This is insane. We....

Sydney was just getting back
on her feet and now this.

Back on her feet in reference to what?

Our old offices
were in the World Trade Center.

Sorry.

There were 18 of us. We lost 15.

- Were you there?
- No. We were the lucky ones.

Right.

We believe that the man who took Sydney
knew her.

Possible that it's a disgruntled client.

There are a lot of people
that we can't find jobs for these days.

What about employees?
Anybody fired recently?

Jim Thatcher.

- When was this?
- Last Thursday.

What for?

I'm not sure. Sydney talked to him alone...

and she wouldn't say why she let him go.

- Was he angry when he left?
- Yeah, he was.

Okay. Got it.

It was Jack. He wants us to check out
a disgruntled employee...

a guy named Jim Thatcher.

- Thatcher.
- Yeah.

"I will not die an unlived life

"I will not live in fear of falling
or catching fire

"I choose to inhabit my days
to allowing my living to open me

"to make me less afraid, more accessible

"I choose to risk my significance

"to live so that which comes to me
as seed goes to the next as blossom

"And that which comes to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit"

The guy wasn't there.

We got an hour before the drop.

For all we know,
this guy could be in Puerto Rico.

- And how long do we have to wait?
- Another 10 seconds.

- And then what happens?
- We interrogate him.

Mr. Thatcher, FBI. You mind
if we ask you a couple of questions?

- What's this about?
- Where were you this morning at 9 a.m.?

I was home. Why?

Your former employer
Sydney Harrison's been kidnapped.

- Come on.
- You think it's funny?

- No. Jeez, of course not.
- Why did she fire you?

- Because she's a hypocrite, that's why.
- Elaborate for us.

She asked me to cut
a phony payroll check.

I took a little extra for myself.

It's the least I can do
when you ask me to break the law.

You stole from me.

You're embezzling from the company.
What's the difference?

I told you
that check was for a friend in need.

So why don't you give him the money
out of your pocket?

Because he has too much pride.

- I didn't buy it for a second.
- What was her friend's name?

- Barry Mashburn.
- How much was the check for?

$10,000.

I made it out for $9,000 and change.
I was gonna keep a little extra for myself.

You think we could take a look
in your apartment?

Yeah. I got nothing to hide. Come on.

I'll check out this Barry Mashburn.

Steve, I need a Barry Mashburn.

- Here we go. Barry Mashburn.
- Great. Thank you.

Do you remember anything
in particular about him?

She took all of his calls personally.
She was very invested in him.

Okay. Now, what are all these notations
right here?

Any time she calls a potential employer
for a client, she marks it down.

- She really worked hard for him.
- Yeah.

Sydney's amazing. Relentless.
If she can't place you, you're unplaceable.

- Do you want a transmitter?
- Yeah.

Jack, we just got the drop location.

Okay, you got two minutes.

We traced the e-mail
to copy that central server.

There's 52 of them in Manhattan,
22 in the midtown-downtown area.

- That really helps us narrow it down.
- No kidding.

Yeah.

The drop will happen at a bookstore
on Waverly called the Table of Contents.

Yeah, I know it.

They want somebody named Libby Coulter
to make the delivery.

- That's Sydney's assistant.
- All right.

You know the Revival Movie House
across the street?

I want you and Libby to meet me
in the adjacent alley in 15 minutes.

- Okay.
- Great.

- Ready, boss?
- Yeah.

Everything will be fine. It's under control.

I'll do whatever I need to do
to help Sydney.

I think the reason that he picked you
is because he knows what you look like.

So when you go in there,
if you recognize him...

don't talk to him,
don't identify him in any way.

Just walk into the Travel section,
put the bag down and walk out.

- Okay.
- Look at me.

Now say the words.
Repeat what I just said to you.

Walk in there, leave the bag
in the Travel section, walk away.

Okay, good.

This compact has a microphone.

I'll put it in your bag
so we can hear everything going on.

- Okay.
- Okay?

Agent Spade will be in the bookstore
with you.

She'll cover you if anything goes down.

But under no circumstances
do you acknowledge her.

- Right. We spoke about that.
- Right.

This is gonna be fine.
It'll be over in 10 minutes, okay?

Can I help you with something?

Where's your Travel section?

Over there.
Are you looking for anything in particular?

No. Thanks.

- She's doing good.
- Yeah.

Miss, you forgot your bag.

Oh, for crying out. He's trying to give her
the bag back. Shut up.

I'm just gonna feed my meter.
It's kind of heavy, so I just....

Hey, fella, that's not your bag.

Get the hell off!

It's Barry Mashburn.

Damn it.

Who you talking to?

Cops? Cops in here?

Oh, no!

All right, nobody move!

You! Get over here!

Everybody down.

Down! Everybody down! I said down!

You, get over here! Come on! On the floor.

We just lost audio.

I said no cops! There's cops here!

Hey, are you a cop?

- What about you? You a cop?
- No.

Situation has changed dramatically.
I'm gonna need you to contact the NYPD.

Set up an outer perimeter.
Nobody in or out. Also, notify SWAT.

What about you? Down!

What about you?

Copy that. Subway station's
been shut down and secure.

Great. We're gonna need
a supply of food, water.

We'll hook up a direct line
to the bookstore and set up a ringdown.

I want to blast the heat
in the bookstore, okay?

Set the furnace up to 100 degrees,
bring it down to 85, keep it level.

Right.

Here's what I've got so far
on Barry Mashburn: 42 years old.

Widowed. Wife's name, Nicole.
She was 38.

- Nicole. How'd she die?
- It doesn't even say when she died.

All I got is a wife deceased off
his last tax return.

- Kids?
- Peter, 12, Wendy, 10.

- Finances?
- They're not good.

Made only $17,000 last year.
Out of work for the last three months.

- Has he got a record?
- He's clean.

He's got a white Ford van that matches
the getaway car's description.

- Where does he live?
- In Brooklyn.

- I'm on my way there right now.
- Great.

You and you, take that bookcase,
move it in front of that door.

Now!

- It's too heavy.
- Take the books out.

You want me to answer that?

If I want you to do something,
I'll tell you, okay?

Jack, I think they're doing something
with the bookshelves.

Come on, man, it's still too heavy.
Why don't you just close the blinds?

All right. Close the blinds.

- You take care of the ones in the back.
- Yeah, right.

What are they doing?

Son of a bitch.

May 5, 2003.

I feel so badly.

Barry. God, Barry.

Waiting for me downstairs last night
in the lobby.

With that beaten-down expression
and those sad lost eyes.

I thought you were gonna call me?

I am sorry, Barry.
I was going to call you tomorrow.

- Did you get the check?
- No. What check?

There was an old payroll check
from your last job...

but we sent it
to your mother-in-law's address.

No, I haven't been over there.

- You should go get it.
- I don't need $200.

- I need a job.
- I know that.

And I'm trying.

Nicole would've been able to find me a job.
Nicole carried you.

She had the relationship
with all the clients.

She set up all the meetings, you know.

- This isn't productive.
- I'm tired...

of getting the runaround
because I remind you of my wife...

and you can't take it! You owe us!

I promised you that I would do everything
I can. And I have been.

Please, I have to get home.

Do I not look him in the eye
because of Nicole?

I thought I saw him this morning
outside the coffee shop...

but then it was just
some poor homeless guy.

It must be my guilty conscience talking.

- For God's sake, answer the phone.
- Shut up.

You have a very big mouth.

You don't have much of a plan,
so pick up the phone.

- Shut up, man.
- Everybody just chill out, okay?

Shut up! Okay, everyone, shut up!
I gotta think.

Keep me posted.

Jack, that was Vivian. Mashburn's wife
was Sydney's old assistant.

She died on 9-11.

What? And you think
that Barry blames Sydney?

He confronted her in the lobby
of her building three days ago...

and he was described as angry
and resentful.

You think Sydney's still alive?

Hey, what are you doing?

It's hot in here.

- Fine.
- All right. Okay.

Can I use the bathroom?

No.

Look, I'm really scared...

and I need to go to the bathroom.
Can I please go to the bathroom?

All right, where's the bathroom?

It's over there.

Let's go. Come on.

Nobody move, all right?

Come on!

- Where's your cell phone?
- I don't have a cell phone.

I'm gonna have to search you again.

- Okay.
- All right.

Think, damn it.

Barry Mashburn?

I can't believe it.

Do you think he somehow blames Sydney
for what happened to Nicole?

No.

Not that I ever saw.
She only tried to help him.

He was here just last week.

He seemed desperate but not crazy.

I'll call you in a couple of days, okay?

- All right. Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- What did you tell him?
- That we'd keep trying.

- Sydney....
- What?

- He's not your personal responsibility.
- I never said he was.

You don't have to.

It's not our fault
that we weren't there that day.

If the man doesn't want to help himself,
we can't help him.

That's all I'm saying.

You know, before 9-11, Sydney was...

kind of cold. Business was business.

Getting jobs for people
was a numbers game to her.

But afterwards she changed.
I mean, she really changed.

Everyone who came through this door,
it was personal with her.

No one more than Barry.

Come on! Let's go!
What are you doing in there?

Just a sec. Coming.

- Sorry. I was just--
- No, that's all right.

You don't have to apologize
for everything. It's making me nervous.

- I'm sorry.
- Okay?

I'm gonna shut up now.

Yeah. Thanks, Viv.

All right.
According to Sydney's business partner...

Mashburn got himself fired from a job
at a copy place three months ago.

Early last week he came
to Sydney's office to ask for another job.

She said she'd try and help,
but it didn't look promising.

That's when she told Thatcher
to cut that false check for $10,000.

- But he never got that.
- No.

According to her diary,
she sent it to his mother-in-law.

Why would she do that?

- Thank God.
- Yeah.

Give them three minutes
till they call back again.

- Mom, it's hot in here.
- I know, sweetheart.

- Where's the thermostat?
- There isn't one in the store.

The building controls the temperature.

What's your name?

This is Kyle. I'm Cheryl.

I'm Samantha.

- I'm Libby.
- I'm Ted.

Fran.

Richard.

What the hell happened, Jack?

We had a drop go bad.

There's a suspect across the street
in the bookstore holding six hostages.

And Special Agent Spade
is one of these hostages?

Yes.

- You achieved contact with the suspect?
- Not yet.

Then Drummond should step in
and be the negotiator on this.

With all due respect to you
and Drummond, I am knee-deep in this.

I have background on the suspect.
I know about the person he kidnapped.

I have tons of experience
in hostage negotiation.

Not to mention the fact
it's one of my agents in there.

Which makes me doubt whether or not
you have proper objectivity.

Particularly because it's this agent, Jack.

Which is exactly why I should do it.

Because if she tries to communicate
something to me covertly...

I am the best one to interpret it.
I know her.

Drummond doesn't.

- Hello?
- I've got him on the phone.

- You've got the rope, don't hang yourself.
- Who am I talking to?

- Hello? Is anyone there?
- Who's this?

- My name is Jack.
- Jack who?

I'm with the FBI. And who am I talking to?

- I think you know my name.
- Right.

- So this is Barry.
- Yeah, that's right.

And what else do you know about me?

Well, Barry, I know that you have...

a number of hostages in there.
But what I need to know is...

- is anyone hurt?
- No one's hurt, yet.

Does that include Sydney Harrison?

Sydney's safe for now.

Can you tell me where she is?

She's with my partner.

But one word from me and she dies.

They don't hear from me by midnight,
she dies. You understand?

Okay, I got it.

- It's good that you've kept your cool.
- Yeah, so far.

Right.'Cause you don't
wanna hurt anyone.

Because if you do,
that's when things will get difficult.

Like things are really peachy
right now, you know.

Look, I need you to tell me
how many people are in there with you.

Let's just say that there's more than three
and less than 10.

And one cop.

What cop? There's no cop in there, Barry.
There's no cop in there with you.

The delivery girl was miked, Jack!

If there was a cop in there
you'd be disarmed right now.

- Yeah, maybe.
- How many women do you have in there?

I got a few.

Anybody old or sick?

No.

What about kids?
Do you have any children?

Barry, do you have a child in there?

- What about him?
- Well, we need to get him out.

Yeah? Well, okay,
then I gotta get something I need.

Okay, Barry, tell me what you need.

I need a helicopter
to get me to the airport.

I need a plane
to get me out of the country.

Okay, I hear you.

Those are very difficult to arrange.
You have to give us some time.

I don't need any more false promises.

What are you talking about?
There's no false promises here.

Let's just say that people are liars, Jack.

Okay, let's just say that people are liars.

Let's just say that.
But I'm not. You know why I'm not?

Because I have to keep my credibility.
If I lie, I lose my credibility with you.

That's not good, because we have
to work this out together. Understand?

- We have to work this thing out together.
- Yeah, right. Together.

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do, Barry.

I'll give you something.

Does anybody in there need food or water?

I don't know. Hold on a minute.

All right, is anyone in here hungry?

Water. We could use some water.

We could use some water.

Let me ask you something.
Is the boy with his mother or father?

Mother.

I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna send in some water...

and you're gonna give me
the boy and his mother.

Yeah, well, I'll think about it.
All right, I gotta go.

- And, Barry, just wait a minute, okay?
- What?

I just wanna tell you that...

we have a direct telephone line hooked up
between the bookstore and here.

You pick up the phone on your end,
and the phone on my end will ring.

- A direct line?
- Exactly. A direct line.

Well, whoop-dee-do!

I think he'll give us the boy.

- What are you doing in there?
- Relax, ma'am. I'm with the FBI.

This is Barry Mashburn's house, yes?

- It was. Did he do something wrong?
- You could say that.

- Well, I guess that was inevitable.
- Why is that?

He just never seemed to get over
Nicole's death.

How so?

It must have been 10 families
in this area alone lost someone that day.

And most of them, you know,
they were able to keep going...

and, Barry, he never seemed to be able
to right himself.

And then he lost his job
and everything just fell apart.

- How was he before everything fell apart?
- He was a nice guy. He was quiet.

He loved those kids.

Nicole was always working real late.
He was the one who was here.

You'd never know it
by the look of this place...

but he was always tending to the yard
and making repairs around the house.

He took a lot of pride in this place.

His house has been foreclosed, Jack.

- Since when?
- February.

He didn't get anything
from the Victims' Fund?

Apparently not.

- Where's he living the last three months?
- He has that van. Maybe there.

What about his kids?

His neighbor thinks they're living
with the mother-in-law.

- Viv's on it.
- Okay. Call me when you know.

Got it.

- Is that Danny?
- Yeah.

Are you hungry?

- No.
- All right.

What is he doing?
What can he possibly be thinking?

He asked for $687,000.

Do you have any idea
why that exact amount?

No. I have no idea.

I mean, obviously,
he had money troubles, but....

Now I know this is sensitive,
but do you have any idea...

why he didn't collect anything
from the Victims' Fund?

For the life of me I don't understand it.

I know he was working
with some lawyer...

and there was some holdup
about the paperwork.

And Sydney Harrison?

I mean, do you have any idea
why he'd do something like this to her?

No. She always tried to help him.

That's why
this just doesn't make any sense.

Why don't you let Kyle go?

Please.

All right, the kid can go. Get him up.

Come on.

- Hello?
- The kid's coming out in two minutes.

- What about the mother?
- No. Just the boy.

We got a deal?

Yes, we have a deal.

But listen, I have to send some agents
over to escort the boy out.

I don't want you to be alarmed.

Yeah, okay.

We've got one coming out.

- No, Mom, I'm not going without you.
- Yes, you are.

- I don't wanna hear any argument.
- Come on, kid, now!

- Not without her.
- Kyle, you have to go now!

Kyle, you listen to me.

We're all here to protect your mom.
She's gonna be fine, okay?

But you have to go. All right?
You have to go.

- Get the door.
- Mom.

- Please don't point your gun at me.
- Go!

Grab the water out there. Let's go.

Mom!

Please.

All right, yeah. You, too. Come on.

- Can I go?
- Yeah, come on!

Let's go.

Looks like he's sending
the mother out, too.

Good work, Jack.

- I really wasn't gonna shoot you.
- I know. I'm just.... Guns.

- You did good.
- So did you.

I'm pretty sure his name is Robert.

- Okay, how old?
- About 50.

- White?
- Yes.

How tall?

- Hello?
- Barry?

Listen, I really appreciate what you did...

- letting the mother go, too.
- Yeah. I didn't do that for you.

I know. But I really appreciate it.

It shows me what kind of man you are.

Yeah. Well....

Look, Barry, I think I understand
why all of this is happening.

- You do know?
- Yeah.

I know what happened to your wife
and I am truly sorry.

You're sorry?

Yeah.

- I lost some good friends that day.
- Yeah?

How about your wife? You lose her?

You lose your job? Your house?

No, Barry, I didn't.

Then don't tell me you understand, Jack.

I know it's not the same thing,
but I was down there.

I saw what happened.
I saw it with my own eyes.

Yeah? I bet you didn't run over there
looking for your wife...

only to see people
jumping out of the building.

Look, I know it's not the same, Barry,
but I am sorry.

And I gotta tell you...

people will understand
why you've done this.

People will understand
how it's come to this.

All I wanna do
is it get you out of there unharmed.

No.

You wanna help me,
you get me my helicopter.

I'm working on a helicopter.

I am. But it's complicated.

You know, we can't land one
in the middle of the street.

It involves transport, an airport.
I gotta get a clearance from the FAA.

It's a lot of things
I don't have control over.

All right. I wanna talk to your boss.
Come on.

You can't do that.
You gotta work this out with me.

We have to work this out together.

You think I'm stupid, don't you?

No. Of course, I don't think you're stupid.

Barry, how could you have pulled off
kidnapping Sydney if you were stupid?

No. This is not about Sydney now, okay?

Look, let's just talk about her for a minute.

Why don't you give her to me. Okay?

You've got all the hostages.
You don't need her.

You kidding me?
I tell you where Sydney is...

you come running in here
with the cavalry and kill us.

What are you talking about, Barry?
Just slow down for a second, okay?

Nobody is gonna send anybody
to kill anyone, all right?

I'm not gonna kill you.

All I wanna do is get everybody
out of there unharmed.

Now look, I have no control
over Sydney's whereabouts right now.

But one word from me and she is dead.
Do you understand that?

Barry, it's counterproductive
to make threats, okay?

- It's not gonna help either one of us.
- No? How about this?

If you don't give me my helicopter
in the next hour...

somebody in here gets hurt.
Do you understand that?

I'm not bluffing, people.
I will do what I have to do.

You hired Barry'cause he knew
a lot about copy machines?

Sydney vouched for him, so I figured
Barry must be the best guy for the job.

- How long did he work here?
- Two weeks.

- That's it?
- He had a short fuse.

I asked him to stay late
a few minutes one night.

Next thing I know
he was throwing a scanner at me.

- It looks like he missed you.
- Missed me by that much.

$1,000 piece of equipment
smashed to pieces.

Let me get this straight.
You asked him to stay late.

- I mean, that's what set him off?
- We had an obnoxious customer.

He was giving Barry a hard time.
Barry snapped at the guy.

I told him to apologize. He freaked out.

- You call the cops?
- No.

Sydney begged me not to.
Said he'd been having a rough time lately.

But if he ever came back again,
I'd press charges.

I was down there that day.

I'm a nurse.

I was treating the cops and the firemen.

- But no survivors?
- A few.

Not enough.

My cousin worked in the North Tower.

He got out...

but he's never been the same.

I was asleep.

I'd worked late the night before.

I tend bar.

And I had an audition that day downtown.

They never put the play up.

The theater's closed now.

How about you?

I was in Chicago visiting my brother.

And what was that like?

At first I was so glad
to be there with him, to be safe...

and then after watching it on TV
all day and all night...

it just started to become so unreal.

I had to get back to New York.

Go on.

So I got on a train on Thursday...

twenty-four hours straight.
I didn't sleep a wink.

And I remember...

when I walked out of Penn Station
onto Eighth Avenue...

and I looked downtown...

all I could see was smoke.

All those people.

One of those people was my wife.

You've got her job now.

- Nicole was your wife?
- That's right.

Sydney always talked about her,
but I never knew her last name.

- I never knew that you--
- That's me.

Sydney says
that your wife was wonderful.

Yes, she was. She was.

She was so wonderful that Sydney
had her working 12-13 hour days.

And she was so wonderful...

that when she asked
if she could come in a bit later...

so she could take our kids to school,
Sydney said:

"No. I don't think that's a good idea.

"No, there's too many phones to answer.

"Too many copies to copy.
Too much filing."

That's how wonderful she was.

She was so wonderful...

that now I wake up every morning,
and I walk down to that place...

just to smell her ashes.

What time do you have to come in now?

- 9:30.
- Yeah, that's what I thought.

Nicole had to be in at 8:00.

She would still be alive...

if that bitch had let her take our kids...

to school.

Bonding session's over.

Thanks for playing.

For God's sake, we're not getting
anything worked out sitting here.

- Answer the damn phone.
- Why don't you just leave him alone?

He's just trying to figure out what to do.

Samantha, you answer it.

- Me?
- Yeah.

Tell him I don't want to speak to him
until I get my helicopter.

I don't want to get in the middle of this.

No. Tell him that you're scared, I'm crazy.
And if I don't get what I want...

I'm gonna start throwing bodies
out that door there.

- Do it!
- Okay.

- Hello?
- Who am I speaking to?

This is Samantha.

Barry listening, Samantha?

Tell him what I told you.

He wants me to tell you that he's crazy.

If you don't give him what he wants,
he'll start--

- I'm not joking around here.
- I can hear him in the background.

Can you tell me how many hostages
there are including you?

You've got five minutes
to give us an answer.

Okay. I've got Libby...

Fran, and Robert. Is that right?

I would say
that there are two-to-one odds...

that somebody is gonna freak out
if you don't get us the hell out of here.

- You understand?
- Two of them is right. One of them is off.

Who am I missing?

You want to talk to the guy
who works here?

He wants to talk to Ted.

- Why?
- I don't know.

- No. Tell him to forget it.
- No. He says forget it.

That's nice work, Sam.

Everybody really wants
to get the hell out of here.

Is there something wrong?

We are really glad
that you're making progress.

Because we all wanna get the hell
out of here, you know what I'm saying?

What's going on in there?
Is somebody hurt?

No, nobody's gonna do anything stupid.

What's he saying?

Samantha?

Shut up. Everybody shut up!

God!

I lost contact.

Oh, God! What do we do?

You're gonna have to wrap it up, okay?

- Use that.
- Wrap it up.

Tighter.

Where'd you get the gun?

- It was over there. I don't know.
- You a cop?

If I was a cop,
I'd have taken you out five hours ago.

- Who's a cop?
- I am.

I'm FBI.

- No way.
- My ID's over there.

Why don't you check it out? Tighter!

That's good.

Listen, if you don't answer that phone,
somebody will be here in two minutes.

Shut up! You make a sound, I kill her!

Shut up! Everyone, shut up!

- Hello?
- What's going on in there?

- Nothing. Everything's fine.
- I heard a gunshot.

It was an accident. Everyone's fine.

- So nobody's been shot?
- No.

Well, then, what happened?

Barry, what happened?

One of the idiots tried to jump me.
My gun went off, but it shot into the floor.

Okay.

- Let me talk to somebody else.
- You don't believe me?

Two minutes ago
you were talking about shooting people.

- I never said that.
- That's what you told Samantha to tell me.

She was just nervous.
She wanted to get out of here.

- Let me talk to her.
- No!

No, you gotta take my word for it.

I don't wanna talk right now.

Okay, listen to me.

You've gotta elevate my leg.
You gotta get my leg up.

When your dad comes to visit
what do you guys do?

Watch TV, play Frisbee in the backyard.

Sometimes Dad brings our bikes,
and we go ride them in the park.

Do you know this lady?

That's Sydney. My mom's old boss.

Does your dad ever talk about her?

What is this about?
What did my father do?

He's in a little bit of trouble
and I'm trying to help him get out of it.

What have you got?

I found where Mashburn
sent the e-mails from.

A Copy That store on West Broadway.

- Anything important?
- We may have found his accomplice.

Just after he fired that ransom note,
he got an e-mail.

No Sydney, but check this out.
It's registered to a Stanley Osbourne.

- Still running the particulars.
- Thank you.

Is that high enough?

How is she?

- You gotta get me out of here, Barry.
- She's bleeding really bad.

Okay, look. We need a doctor.

- What for?
- Somebody got shot.

Who?

Samantha.

- How bad is it?
- lt was an accident.

I didn't ask you what happened.
I asked you how bad it was.

You've been jerking me around
for 45 minutes.

What are you talking about?
You lied to me!

- You've been lying to me.
- What are you talking about?

I found her badge, Jack!

She's one of yours.

Okay, Barry, look.
I'm really sorry I didn't tell you.

I just thought by telling you
it'd make the situation worse.

The important thing is we have to
get medical attention to Samantha.

Do you understand me? Now.

Well, why can't you
just send a doctor in here?

- 'Cause I can't do that.
- Why the hell not?

I've no guarantee you'll let him go,
and then I've given you another hostage.

- I'll let him out. I swear.
- Let me talk to Samantha.

Why?

Because she's the person best qualified
to tell me what's wrong with her.

Come on, Barry, just do it!

Okay. Hold on.

- What?
- All right, here.

Hello.

I can't hear. Hello?

- Samantha.
- Yeah.

- How bad is it?
- It's my leg.

I'm sure it's a through-and-through.
It was an accident.

- Don't go tactical!
- Just get some supplies in here, okay?

- Blankets.
- We could use some blankets.

- Gauze.
- Gauze, and maybe some more water.

I want you to listen to me very carefully.

No, you listen to me! You lied to me.

She's been in here,
and you've been talking to her...

probably had some
sort of coded messages.

You say we'll work this out together.
That's how you do it, by lying to me?

You want to help her,
you send in a doctor.

We're not gonna send in a doctor.
We have to send in the SWAT team.

When I asked you if you could keep
your objectivity with Spade inside there...

you said you could.

She said it was an accident.
She said it was a through-and-through.

And I think she's not telling the truth.

Maybe he had a gun to her head.

We can't take anything she says
at face value.

SWAT is the last resort.

Now, do your job
and negotiate your agent out of there.

We need a Trauma One medical kit
in there right away, please.

C.P. to Alpha One, come in.

How long have Wendy and Peter
been staying with you?

Barry showed up here
about two months ago.

Says he lost the house,
wants me to keep the kids.

And I knew something was off about him
the way he hugged the kids goodbye.

Two nights later, the police called.
They say they found him unconscious...

in his van in an enclosed garage,
and he had the engine running.

He claims he kept it running
because of the heat.

And he didn't get himself
any psychiatric care?

I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't
even admit what had happened.

- It was an accident, Georgia.
- Come on, Barry.

Where have you been living?

My van.

- I told you you could live here.
- No. They are better off without me.

Barry, how could you say that?

I don't know what to do.
I am so angry all the time.

I don't know what's happening to me.

I remember the first time I met Barry.

He was so nervous and shy.

But he had this natural sweetness...

you know, this innocence about him.

And he adored Nicole.

His whole face came alive
when she was around him.

If she'd walk out of the room...

it was almost like he was lost.
She was his whole life.

Vivian just had this sent over.

That's the check that Sydney cut for Barry.

It's $9,000 and some change.

- It's too bad Barry didn't see that before.
- Yeah.

I have a feeling that as long as
his wife was dead and Sydney is alive...

there was never gonna be enough.

If he killed Sydney, he won't have
too much regret about Samantha.

I mean, she's just another person
who betrayed him.

That's the world we live in these days.

You're buying a book for Grandma...

and a whacko comes in waving a gun
and shoots people.

Thanks for calling, Jim,
but there's still no word on what could....

They're gonna turn me
into a maniac, aren't they?

- Who, Barry?
- The press.

Yeah, they probably will do that.

Sooner or later it's gonna come out,
it's inevitable.

Look, Jack.
I never wanted any of this to happen.

I just wanted....

What, Barry?

What did you want?

I don't know what I wanted.
I don't even know what I'm doing here.

Listen to me.

You've made some bad decisions,
but it's not too late.

You can get yourself out of this.

Okay, Jack, please,
tell them that it was an accident.

I can tell them, but they're not gonna
believe it until you let Samantha go.

Tell them that....
Tell the press it was an accident...

and I will release someone else to you.
I promise.

- Why not her?
- No, she's my insurance.

- Against what?
- So you get moving on my helicopter.

Samantha's life is no more important
than anybody else's...

but she's the one who was shot.

This is not negotiable, Jack. She stays.

Who do you wanna give me?

Okay.

The idiot.

Mr. Osbourne, you sent Barry Mashburn
an e-mail this morning.

- Yes, that's right.
- "Barry, call me ASAP."

- It sounds important.
- It was.

So important that you couldn't say
what it was about, right?

I wanted to speak to him in person.
I'm his attorney.

I had to speak to him about his restitution
from the Victims' Fund.

I'd set up another appointment
for him to sign the papers.

Another appointment.
Why another appointment?

The first one was a disaster.

So it will come to $687,000.

$687,000.

That's what she was worth.

I know. This is strange to think about...

but the formula factors
in your wife's annual salary...

projections for potential future income...

and life expectancy.

Right. And from this formula
you came up with that number?

Yes.

So does that mean that if I go out
and raise the money on my own...

I can have her back?

'Cause maybe we could work that out.

- You're about to lose your house, Barry.
- That's not the point.

- What is the point?
- I want somebody to take responsibility.

My wife is gone.

You want me to sign the paper
and promise never to bother anyone again.

- Mr. Mashburn, I know--
- She was a wife...

and she was a mother.

Now how the hell
do you put a number on that?

You don't.

This is just the government's way
of trying to help you move forward.

Well, thank you.

You know what?
I can't do this right now. Please leave.

- Barry--
- Please leave.

I tried to reschedule an appointment,
but he just didn't want to do it.

- Even when he lost the house.
- Why?

- Did he want more money, or--
- No.

He said it wasn't about the money.

According to the FBI, the shooting
is now believed to be an accident...

and they're working closely
with the gunman...

to arrange for the victim
to be transported to a hospital.

Okay, you're going out.

- What about her?
- This isn't a discussion, Dick.

FBI. Put your hands in the air,
turn around. Come back toward me.

Right in the middle of your back.
Hands in the middle of your back.

Let's go.

Why the hell did you handcuff me?

Standard procedure, you could've been
an accomplice. We have to check you.

Wait, you're investigating me?

- All I've been doing is stop the guy.
- You got one agent shot because of it.

If you weren't sitting around
with your thumbs up your asses...

we wouldn't have to be
trying to take the fight then.

- Why don't you just settle down?
- Do me a favor.

Just tell me how she is.

She's bleeding all over the place.
She's gonna die in there.

Take him in.

Did you hear what he said?
We can't just sit around here anymore.

- Grab that.
- What are you doing?

Hold down the fort.

Barry Mashburn!

Come to the door. I want to talk to you.

What the hell is he doing?

Barry!

Come here.

Come to the door. I want to talk to you.

Come on, Barry, open the door.

Open the door. I want to talk.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the guy you've been talking to.
Jack Malone, FBI.

What do you want?

- I want to come in.
- No way.

Come on, let me in. Look.
I got nothing, all right? Nothing.

No gun, I'm not wired.

Nothing, see. Nothing.

- What do you want?
- I want Samantha.

- Why should I give her to you?
- Because she is bleeding to death.

And I know that you're not a murderer.

- What do I get in return?
- Me.

You get me.
Come on, Barry, it's a great trade.

Come on, Barry, back away
from the door. Let me come in.

You're doing fine.

Nice and easy.

I swear to you, I got nothing.

Everything's gonna be fine.
It's okay. Nice and easy.

Everything's gonna be fine.
I just wanna check this out.

- How are you doing, sweetheart?
- Okay.

Okay. We're gonna get you out of here.

- Easy.
- Oh, God.

- It's okay.
- God.

Come back, or the kid's dead.

Easy.

I'll be back soon.

Hey, college girl.

- I'm so sorry.
- You have nothing to be sorry about.

You were fantastic in there.
Do you hear me? You did good.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- You're gonna be all right.
- Yeah.

Look, I only got five minutes
with you, okay?

It's gonna be hard to talk,
but I need you to give me...

whatever you can about the hostages.

Libby is the most likely to panic...

Fran is strong...

and Ted, he's too scared
to cause any trouble.

And what about Barry Mashburn?

Paranoid, volatile, high-strung.

- Did he mention suicide?
- No.

No? Okay. Did he talk about his kids?

And what about Sydney? Sydney Harrison.
Do you think he killed her?

- I don't know.
- Okay.

All right, did he talk
about an accomplice, a partner?

No.

He didn't mention a partner.
He didn't call anybody.

All right, thanks. Okay, guys,
let's get her to the hospital.

You're gonna be all right, you hear me?

Barry...

I want to talk to you
about Sydney Harrison.

What about her?

Your partner...

he must know about this,
it's been all over the news.

And?

I just think you should call him.
I don't want him to panic.

She's fine, he won't hurt her.

Right. But you told me that
if you didn't call him before midnight...

that he would kill her.

All right, you know what?
I'm tired of this game.

I don't wanna talk
about Sydney Harrison. Okay?

I think we have to.
I think it's the whole reason we're here.

I mean it, Jack.

- The van's nowhere in the area, right?
- Right.

- How was he planning on getting away?
- The subway's right here.

Which is why he picked this bookstore
for the drop-off.

What do you think?
Was he going uptown or down?

The "F" goes all the way to Brooklyn,
an area he knows well.

What if he ditched his van near one of the
subway stops and left Sydney in the back?

There's seven stops
between here and there.

- I'm gonna call Transit Authority.
- Right.

- Conway residence.
- Who's this?

This is Special Agent Johnson of the FBI.

- What the hell are you doing there?
- I'm making sure your kids are okay.

You sent someone there
to watch my kids?

We just didn't want them
to see it on the news.

All right, I want speak to them.
Put them on, please.

I'm sorry, Mr. Mashburn,
but I can't do that.

Why won't you let me talk to my kids?

You let them go
and I'll put your kids on the phone.

I'm giving you three hostages
so I can talk to my children?

- You got me as protection.
- No, this is all the protection I need.

You let me talk to my kids or she dies!

You shoot, and the whole SWAT team
comes in here...

and you never get to speak
to your kids again.

Is that what you want?

My way's better.

You got me, that's all you need.

Tell her.

- It's me.
- Are you all right?

Yeah.

- Go ahead and put his kids on the phone.
- Are you sure?

Trust me.

Okay.

Let them go,
I'll get your kids on the phone.

- I talk to my kids first.
- I've been a man of my word.

Yeah, so have I.

I'll tell you what...

we'll let Ted and Fran go,
and you can talk to your kids.

And then we let Libby go.

You can go.

Come out here, come with me. Let's go.

Hello.

Hiya, honey.

Dad, what's happening?
They won't tell us anything.

I made a mistake, sweetheart.
I made a big mistake.

- What did you do?
- That's not important.

Honey, what is important
is that you know...

that I love you no matter what happens.

- Dad, you're really scaring me.
- Don't be scared, honey.

- Honey, Wendy?
- Yeah?

Honey, I'm sorry.

For what?

I'm sorry that I'm not stronger.

I should have been stronger
for you and Peter.

You don't have to say anything, honey.
I just wanted you to know that.

- Is Peter there?
- He's right here.

I'm not talking to him.
Tell him to go to hell.

- Shut up, Peter, and talk to him.
- No.

I'm sorry, Daddy,
he doesn't want to talk to you.

Okay, I understand.

Just tell him that I love him
and that I'm sorry.

Okay.

I got to go now, sweetheart. I love you.

I love you, too.

You kept your end of the deal...

so go ahead.

I'm really sorry about your wife.

See, I told you, I'm a man of my word.

Thank you.

What's going on, Barry.
What are you thinking?

- Nothing.
- Come on.

It's just you and me. Talk to me.

Of all the things that happened...

you know what consumes me the most?

What?

The last time I saw my wife.

What happened?

Nothing.

It was nothing special at all.

It was just a regular, ordinary day.

You dweeb, you just got jam
on my vocab sheet.

That's why we finish our homework
the night before...

and not the morning it's due.

I hate eggs. Why can't we have pancakes?

Because the pancake fairy
didn't stop here today.

Hon, your eggs are getting cold.

Okay. Good.
I'll call you from the office. Bye.

I'm going to Boston on Friday
for a tech inspection.

- And to teach a training seminar.
- Wait, so that means that--

- No, there's nothing definite, but....
- Regional Tech Manager.

- Honey, you so deserve it.
- We'll see.

All right, come on, kids, let's go.

Sydney needs me to finish the prep
on the Grammercy account today, so....

Bye, sweetie.
I don't know what time I'll be home.

- Fine. I'll cook dinner tonight, okay?
- Okay. Thank you.

I kissed her goodbye and that was it.

I don't know, I was asleep.

I didn't know what I had...

until it was gone.

I know that feeling.

Walking around like you're asleep.

- Yeah? How so?
- Outside of this, I got a normal life.

Married.

It's trouble.

- Are you two still together?
- No, separated.

I moved out...

- about nine months ago.
- Sorry.

- You got kids?
- Two girls.

- They got names?
- Hanna and Kate.

- What's your wife's name?
- Maria.

- What happened?
- I don't really know.

You don't know?

My job is not exactly conducive
to a good relationship.

Jack, that's not a reason.

Every day is the same.

You're there, they're there.

And you just get a little tied up in your...

job, your kids, your life.

Pretty soon you forget the last time
you had a real feeling.

And what about...

- Samantha?
- What about her?

You seem to have
a particular attachment to her.

That's fairly observant, Barry.

Yeah. Is that why
you traded yourself for her?

I don't know.

You were willing to trade
your life for her life.

In that moment, yes, I was.

Right.

Unbelievable.

You are such a selfish, petty man.

Of everything that's happening
in the world...

you can't figure how to love your wife.

The mother of your children.

You're so apathetic, you let it fall apart.

You think you're the only one
who lost someone?

What, you think that killing yourself
was going to make you heroic?

Leaving your kids fatherless,
you think that would be noble?

- What the hell you talking about?
- The van, the gas.

I know what happened was horrible.
It was inexplicable.

But you know what?
You pick yourself up and move on.

Move on?

You don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

Look at you. You're standing still.

- You're treading water.
- And look at you.

Know what you're good at?
At feeling sorry for yourself.

That's what you're good at.

What about your wife?

She had friends. She had children.
She had a mother.

What about them?
But you make this about you.

It's about your pain.
You can't see anything else.

Just about you, isn't it?
Well, you know what?

No matter how angry you get...

- she isn't coming back.
- Shut up.

- 'Cause she's dead. She is gone.
- Shut up!

She's not coming back.
You've got to move on.

Shut up!

I got nothing to lose, Jack.

You want to keep talking?
All right, how about that?

You feeling something now?

Is this Barry's van?
Pop the son of a bitch. Jimmy, let's go.

On three. One, two, three.

Damn it. She's not here.

- Sydney!
- Barry?

Thank God, you got out.

- Where's Nicole?
- I don't know.

- What do you mean? Where is she?
- I was never there.

I had a breakfast meeting...

and so I didn't get downtown
until everything had already happened.

- Have you seen anyone else?
- No.

No, I was hoping. That's why I'm here.

My God.

I'm sorry.

I guess I'm not going to get
my helicopter, am I?

No, I guess not.

You hungry?

Whatever.

What do you say I get some food sent in?

I'll take care of it.

Jack wants us to send in a pizza.

Pretty hot in here, isn't it?

Tried to sweat me out, didn't you?

I guess you didn't figure
that you'd end up in here.

No, not exactly.

Jack, what do you think?

- You get a second chance?
- You going to give me one?

What about you?
You gonna give yourself a second chance?

Come on. We both know
that I'm going to jail for the rest of my life.

Not if you tell me where Sydney is.

Listen, Barry.

You are suffering from extreme trauma.

This is just fallout.

Any jury listening to this will understand.

I don't think so, Jack.

- What did you expect from Sydney?
- I expected her to help.

She did. She got you a job.

They fired you
because you assaulted the manager.

She stopped them
from sending you to jail.

Come on. I don't believe that for a second.

Take a look at that.

Open it up.

That's a check for almost $10,000...

that she stole from her own company
to help you.

She tried over and over to help you.

Did you want her to curl into a ball and die
'cause she wasn't there?

- Nicole shouldn't have been there.
- Nobody should have been there.

$687,000.

The value of a human life.

That's what they told you
at the 9-11 Victims' Fund, isn't it?

Yeah.

It's not about the money, though, is it?

It's never been about the money.

You just didn't want to sign
that document and say goodbye.

This has nothing to do with Sydney.

You can let her go now.

Just let her go.

Tell me where she is.

She's in my storage area.

It's the Bowery and Fletcher.

Thank you.

Why don't you just give me that?

Okay.

I think maybe we should go outside.

Just stay there a second.

Okay. You ready?

Put your hands
where they can see them, okay?

Nice and slow.

Don't make any sudden moves.

Okay. You're going to have to
get down on the ground now.

Go.

Don't move.
Put your hands where I can see them.

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