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Hi, Katey. I just got off the plane.

How was your flight?

It was good. Just a little bumpy,
but nothing I can't handle.

Just like real life.

Just like real life.

Mom, I'm real proud of you for
making this trip all by yourself.

Okay, I'm not the child here, you are.

I realize that. It's just...

I know how difficult these
things are for you right now.

Well, I just...

You know...

It means a lot to me.

Honey, I know it does.

But don't you worry about me. I really am.
I'm doing much better now.

I haven't tried to kill
anyone in at least a week.

Well, I'm back to work...

and I think I might be up for a promotion.

I never doubted you, Mom.
I know you'll get it.

Yeah, maybe.

Right now, I just gotta
dust myself off,

keep this mess together and
enjoy watching you graduate.

Well, you came to
the right place.

So when do I get to see you?

I'll catch a ride over at the hotel
and see you in a little while?

Okay. Well, I should probably be there in
about an hour, depending on the traffic.

Cool. See you in a few.

- All right. I love you, Katey.
- I love you, Mom.

- Hello.
- Jennifer. Hi, it's me.

Yes, I know who it is, Richard.

You in Buffalo yet?

I just arrived.

All right. Well, I'm still
laid over in Newark,

but I should be there
in a few hours.

Okay, but you don't have to tell
me your whereabouts anymore.

Besides, it never
worked in the past.

Jen, come on. Katey's
graduation is important.

I'm sure it is, and what does
that have to do with me?

Well, I was just...

kind of hoping that maybe we could
get together for dinner... tonight.

Dinner, with you?

Yeah, I don't think so.

Why not?

Richard, I'm trying to get my
bag and get out of here, okay?

Yes, what is it?

This just fell out
of your pocket.

Thank you, little lady.

You know this belonged
to my father.

I would've hated
to have lost it.

You know what you
are, don't you?

You are a good Samaritan.

That's someone who
does good deeds.

Okay, but will you at least
just think about it?

Please?

Listen, if I change my
mind, I'll call you.

Are you traveling?

We're trying to get to
Florida to see my folks,

but our flight got
canceled until tomorrow.

Stuck at the airport, huh?

Money's a little tight?

Get yourselves a hotel
room and a nice dinner...

for being a good Samaritan.

- We can't.
- I insist.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Bye.

Good afternoon. I have a
reservation for Jennifer Clarke.

Your license?

The white zone is your immediate
loading and unloading of passengers only.

No parking.

- Katey.
- Hi, Mom.

I'm running a little late, but
I'm on my way. I promise.

That's okay. I haven't
even unpacked.

You bring Grandma's earrings?

I did. They're in my suitcase.

You're the best!

You said it, not me.

Be there soon.

Honey, don't rush.
Life is not a race.

You said it, not me.

What?

That's great.

Baggage claim. This is
Nancy, how can I help you?

Yes, hi. I've made some
sort of awful mistake.

I opened up my suitcase,
only, it's not my suitcase.

I must've left mine
at the airport.

Well, that happens.

If I can get your name, the
flight number and the airline,

I'll look into it for you.

Well, my name is Jennifer Clarke,
only my tag on the bag says Williams.

That's my married name.

And my flight is
Universal International.

Flight 1711 from Chicago.

Okay.

Just hold on one second, please.

There has been no luggage
remaining from flight 1711,

I'm sorry, under the
names William or Clarke.

Wait, are you sure?
It's a small black bag.

We don't have any unclaimed
baggage from that flight

and nobody else has called in
with their luggage missing.

Is there a name on the bag?

No, there's no tag on this bag.

I'm sorry, I don't
know what to tell you.

Maybe your bag was picked
up by mistake as well.

Maybe. So what do I do?

Well, I can arrange to have the bag
picked up at your hotel, if you like,

and we'll give you a call
if your luggage turns up.

Okay, I guess that's best.

I'm staying at the hotel
Lafayette here in Downtown.

It'll be at least 24 hours
before we can arrange a pickup.

If you just leave it at the front
desk, we won't have to bother you.

I can do that.

Well, we have all of
your information,

and we will give you a
call if your bag turns up.

And again, we apologize
for the inconvenience.

It's okay. It's my fault.
Thank you.

That's great.

Katey...

Hi, Jen.

I thought I said I
would call you.

You did, but I couldn't
take that chance.

And besides, we're both
staying in the same hotel,

and there's a nice little restaurant
right downstairs here in the lobby.

What do you say?

- Richard...
- Gonna invite me in?

Oh! Wow!

This place is nice.

Must've got the promotion
you were hoping for.

Not yet.

It'll come.

Just gotta keep
pounding the rock.

Um, so...

I'm sorry, I'm just really not in the
mood for like, small talk right now.

Look, Jen, lord knows
we've had our troubles.

But I need to prove to you that I'm not
the monster everybody believes I am.

Good luck with that.

It really doesn't matter
because we're through, right?

At least that's what the
state of Illinois says.

But I'm not Mrs. Williams anymore, so I
don't actually have to do what you say.

I'm not trying to
tell you what to do.

I'm just asking you to
have dinner with me.

No.

Jen, come on.

It's our daughter's graduation.
It's the biggest day of her life.

I was hoping, that as her parents, you know,
maybe we could put on a unified front.

For at least one day.
For Katey's sake.

For Katey's sake?

- What suddenly you care about what Katey thinks?
- Of course I do.

Okay, so why don't you ask her how she
feels about having a new baby sister.

- Jen.
- Or how she feels about having a step-mother who's only, what,

four years older than she is.

Can't change what's
happened, Jen.

No, I'm not asking you to change.
I'm the one that's changing.

I'm becoming my own person.

Yeah, I might've got knocked out
of my senses by all of this,

but I found my feet again. I'm
getting stronger everyday.

So I hear.

I'm happy for you.

I'm sure you are.

Maybe I'll see you tomorrow.

Hello?

Hi, this is BNW Airport.

Uh, is this Miss Williams?

Yes, it's Miss Williams.

Uh, I'm glad I was able to reach you.

There's been a little mix up here, as
I'm sure you're probably aware by now.

We have your luggage here at the airport.

Appears you might've picked up the wrong
suitcase by mistake at baggage claim.

It happens all the
time, I mean...

- so many bags look alike.
- Yeah.

Yes, they do.

Well, the owner of the bag you have has
been calling us since the plane landed.

He's worried sick as I'm
sure you can imagine.

So if you'll just tell
me where you're staying,

we'll get someone over to you right away,

and we can get this all sorted out.

Just tell me where you're staying, Miss Williams.

Miss Williams? I need to
know where you're staying.

I can't bring your bag if I
don't know where you are.

Tell me where you're
staying, please.

Jennifer, are you still...

Hi, can I help you?

Yes, I'd like to leave this
suitcase here at the front desk.

Someone from the airport will
pick it up within 24 hours.

Okay.

Um, is there a specific way that
you'd like for me to mark it?

No, uh, just...

airport pickup...

I really... I don't care.

Is there anything else that I
can help you out with today?

- No, um, thank you.
- Okay, have a good one.

Easy, Mom.

Sorry, I didn't
mean to scare you.

I just got a little
surprised, that's all.

Sorry that I'm late. I
missed the first train.

No problem at all. But do you mind if
we just scoot out and go shopping?

- Shopping?
- Yeah, all of a sudden I need stuff.

I need makeup. I need clothes.

Really? Why?

Let me grab my purse and
I'll tell you all about it.

Oh, okay. I can't wait.

So, it started when I was
opening up the suitcase,

I was looking for
Grandma's earrings...

Well, they're still evaluating the
presentations, so I don't know.

Maybe I'll hear something in
the next couple of weeks.

I sure hope so.

You deserve it. Especially
after you just...

What? After everything
I've been through?

No!

No, after the years of hard work
that you've put into that company.

You deserve it.

But sometimes, I think you gotta
be a little more aggressive.

More badass. You can't just...
take what life gives you.

You have to stop being a doormat
and grab what you want.

A doormat?

Maybe you're right.

I gotta keep "pounding the
rock," as your father would say.

Him?

I wouldn't be taking
any advice from him.

He's caused enough
trouble already.

Honey, he's still your father.

I'm glad that you can sit
there and defend him.

I can't.

Look, I had a little setback.

I didn't even think
those things existed

outside of a cheap
paperback novel...

but they do.

And it's about
healing, so I gotta...

let go... and move on.

Pick myself up and
dust myself off.

Just get back into that fight.

Well, if you're going to
get back in the fight,

make sure you kick 'em
where it hurts the most.

Come on, you know what I mean.

All right, Mom, I don't want to
be a part of the problem, so...

I'm going to stand
down for one weekend.

What's that?

It's just, um...

just a little alarm that
I've set for myself.

One day at a time.

I love you, Mom.

So, what is next for
the amazing Katey?

Well, thanks to Grandma,

I have enough money to spend the next
two weeks in London with my friends.

Wow! That is a very
generous gift.

Yeah, but as she likes to point
out, I am her only grandchild.

Well, not for long.

So I heard.

Wait, are you still not
talking to your father?

I haven't stopped talking to
him entirely, it's just...

I'm having a really hard
time forgiving him.

I'm just... I'm not there yet.

Look, I don't want this to ruin
your relationship with him.

Okay, I didn't ruin anything.

He's the one who impregnated his office
intern and now he's gonna marry her.

I know. I know.

Sometimes I think I might've
made it too easy for him.

Mom, stop.

I'm glad it happened.

What?

He was probably doing it behind your
back for a long time now. He just...

got caught finally.

Do we have to keep
talking about this?

No, but you started it.

Come on.

Ma'am. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Thank you so much, sir. We
hope you enjoyed your stay.

Howdy.

Wow!

Are those for me?

I wish they were.
They're for a...

guest of the hotel.
Miss... Williams.

Well, they're very pretty.

Uh, let's see what we got here.

We've a lot of people staying with us right
now, with the commencement exercises and all.

Yeah, um, sure.

Okay, I'm sorry, it looks like I do
have one "Williams" at the hotel,

but it's a single room, one
occupant, and it's a man.

Are you sure?

I'm so sorry. Maybe she's
staying at another hotel.

No.

The order says this hotel.

Oh, um, can I see it?

The order? Can I see it?

Oh, no, I left it in the van.

Would you like to leave
your phone number?

You know, in case she
checks in later.

It's okay. I'll just
check with the shop.

Maybe I could...

save you some trouble?

No, it's okay.

Sorry I couldn't help you.

Hope I got everything.

Um, why don't we put these bags up in my
room and then I'll drive you back to campus.

Oh, you don't have to do that.
I can just take the train.

Well, I need to know where
I'm going tomorrow anyway.

So...

Look who it is.

Hey, what's up, baby?

It's good to see you.

So, when did you get here?

Uh, just a little while ago.

I texted you.

Oh, sorry, my phone
must've been on vibrate.

Of course.

Hey, what do you say, we all
go grab a drink in the lounge?

- Dad.
- What?

You're old enough.

I should get going.

Going? No, it's been so
long since I've seen you.

What's the rush?

No rush.

Great.

Wait, why don't you take
these up to my room,

and just come meet
us in the lounge.

Okay, if that's what you want.

That's what I want. 311.

Got you. 311. See you in a few.

- Floor?
- I'm good.

Those are beautiful.

Yes, they are.

Somebody's going to
get a nice surprise.

Yeah, this is a great old hotel.

Yeah, it's like 100
years old and more.

Really? Wow. Pretty cool.

Yeah. I actually recommended it to my mom
when she was asking me for a place to stay.

Hey, you in 311?

My mom is.

Oh, that's a coincidence.
These are for 311.

Miss Williams.

It's my mom's married name,

but she doesn't go
by that anymore.

Wonder who sent these?

I don't know, but I need a signature.
Do you mind?

Oh, sure, come on in.

No problem. Just put
'em down anywhere.

Surprise.

Yeah, well, I guess with
the time difference,

I will be home at
4:30 on Sunday.

Oh, that gives you enough time to get settled
before your conference call at 5:30. Right?

Uh, same again, please?

I wonder what happened to
Katey, it's been half an hour.

Yeah, she's probably just
doing girl things, you know?

Or maybe she wanted to give us a
little space for a few minutes.

Maybe.

So, I was thinking about that.

Yeah?

Well, I...

Even though I don't like it, you can sit
with me tomorrow if you still want to.

Thank you. I do.

I mean, you're
right, it's one day,

and I don't think that
Katey should have to pay.

Sins of the father?

I really want to make
this very special.

You know, for Katey.

So do I.

Oh.

Well, I don't answer the
phone, somebody I don't know.

Oh, no, of course, neither do I.

I thought you quit.

I did.

- One day at a time, right?
- Right.

Oh! It's a text from Katey.

"Sorry, guys, something came up.
Had to run.

"Tell Mom the key
is on the table.

"Low battery. See you tomorrow."

There we go.

- Um...
- Okay.

Good evening.

I'm sorry, can I
see that, please?

I find that really strange.

- What?
- Why would she text you and not me?

I mean, I was supposed to drive her home.
Why would she just leave?

Well, you know how kids
are, they're impulsive.

Spontaneous. They shoot off in the
other direction in a moment's notice.

No, she didn't even say goodbye.

Well, she's probably meeting
up with some friends.

I mean, this is a big party
time for them right now.

Parents only slow things
down and get in the way.

Yeah. Well, that was not the
impression that I got from her today.

Hey, it's Katey, I can't
take your call right now...

It's going straight
to voicemail.

She did say her battery was low.

I don't like it.

Okay.

Come on now. Don't let your
imagination get away from you.

What did you just say?

Forget it. It's nothing.

No, why did you just say that?

Jen, I didn't mean any...

No, I know exactly
what you meant.

- Take it...
- Don't touch me.

- Jen...
- Don't you ever touch me!

Jen, I really think you
should calm down a little.

- Excuse me.
- I wonder what's going on.

You need another?

What do you think?

Bourbon, rocks, please.

Women...

they do go crazy sometimes.

Yeah, that's not the half of it.

- Girlfriend?
- Ex-wife.

The very worse kind.

You said it.

Well, I feel for you, buddy.

She, uh...

She wouldn't even speak
to me for almost a year.

You know what I always say?

Any woman who won't speak to
you is doing you a favor.

Never thought of it that way.

Yeah, and any woman who leaves
you, she's doing you a favor, too,

'cause any woman who thinks she has the
advantage is going to try and take over.

Sounds like you know a
few things about women.

Yep. I got one right now
who won't talk to me.

You staying in the hotel?

Yeah, second floor.

My daughter's graduation.

- You?
- Ah, just one night.

I'm meeting up with some friends
for a poker tournament.

A casino on the other
side of the border.

Never been any good at poker.

All you need to know is, never
let your face give you away.

- That's it?
- Uh-huh.

Never let people know what
you're really thinking.

Front desk, can I
help you, Miss Clarke?

Yes. Hi, has somebody from your
cleaning crew been in my room today?

No, ma'am. Not since
you checked in.

Uh-huh, and what about
turn down service?

I'm sorry, we don't offer a turn
down service at this hotel.

So, there's a bouquet of flowers in my
room. Do you know who put them here?

I just came on duty,
but I can leave a note

for the day clerk,
if you'd like.

If you don't mind, and...

do you happen to have surveillance
cameras in the hallways?

No, ma'am. This is
a very old hotel.

Okay. Well, thank you.

Of course.

- Good night.
- Good night, ma'am.

Oh!

There she is.

She's a pretty one.

Jen, hey. Yeah, look I'm sorry about
what I said. I wasn't thinking.

Richard, someone has
been in my room.

What?

Someone has been in here.

Yeah, of course they have. Katey just
put your bags there a little while ago.

No, I mean, someone else.

There is a bouquet of flowers
in here now and I think...

I think someone has
searched my room.

Flowers?

Yeah, a big bouquet and there's a
card that says "Miss Williams."

Well, did you call
the front desk?

Yes, I called the front desk
and they don't know anything.

Would you mind coming
up here, please?

Okay, sure, yeah.
I'll be right up.

- 311?
- Yes. 311.

Women. It is always something.

Be careful.

Would you like another drink?

No, I'm okay.

I was just killing time.

Hey.

I'm sorry about
reacting like that.

Definitely something
I'm working on.

Ah, it's... It's okay.

Should've chosen my
words more carefully.

- So what's going on?
- Well...

These are nice.

Look, it's blank.

"Miss Williams."

Okay, well, I mean, don't you think
these are probably meant for Katey?

I mean, she's the one graduating.
It would make some sort of sense.

- Yeah, I don't think so.
- Why not?

Maybe some guy picked her up here at the
room and he brought these flowers for her.

Somebody referred to me as
Miss Williams this afternoon.

And your name did used
to be Jennifer Williams,

and Katey's last name is Williams,
so that's not so mysterious, is it?

I'm telling you, it feels
like somebody was here.

There's something
you're not telling me?

Okay, all right. Fine. I
know sometimes I overreact.

It's just that...

Things just feel
different in here.

Anything missing?

No. No.

No, you're right.

Okay. Well, you know, we can still
call down to the night manager,

but if it turns out that
Katey's behind all of this,

we're going to look
pretty foolish.

God, I just wish that
I could talk to her.

Jen, if there's a new
guy in your life,

it's okay.

I told you, I don't answer
calls from "unknown."

All right. Fine.

You okay now?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

All right. See you tomorrow?

If you need me, just call.

Thanks. I'll try
not to bother you.

Okay.

Just pick yourself up...
dust yourself off.

Katey, I've been worried sick about you.
Where have you been?

Katey...

I'm sorry, but Katey
can't talk right now.

Who is this?

You know...

there's a very beautiful little
nightie in your bag here.

I can't imagine how you
managed to sleep without it.

Where the hell is my daughter?

Did you sleep naked
last night, Jennifer?

I'd like to imagine
that you did.

Where the hell is my daughter?

First things first, Jennifer.

I want my bag back.

Is that understood?

Yeah, you can have your suitcase
back, just let my daughter go.

It's not that easy anymore.

How do I know I can trust you?

Please, just let me
give it back to you.

What to do? What to do?

Just tell me.

You know you are a very
pretty woman, Jennifer.

Judging by the clothes you got in
your bag here, I would say that

you have a nice, slim
little body, too.

You know, if I was
your husband...

I would never have
cheated on you.

Now, let's do a little
Facetime, shall we?

Face... Facetime? Why?

Well, you want to see if
Katey's okay, don't you?

Yes, I do. Yes.

Okay.

Let's have a little look at you.

Oh, Katey.

- Baby, don't cry.
- You know...

your photograph really
doesn't do you justice.

I think it might be your choice
of lipstick. It's cheap.

Too pink.

Oh, honey, please.

Don't cry. Don't cry.

All right, Jennifer...

let's see what you're hiding.

Take off your shirt.

- What?
- Take your shirt off.

I knew it.

You work out, don't you?

- Don't you?
- Some.

I knew it.

See it pays to take
care of yourself.

Now you go get your act together
and I'll call you again at noon.

And keep that ex-husband out of the way
if you want to see Katey alive again.

He didn't love you anyway.

Now say you understand.

I understand.

You know what the problem
is with the world, Katey?

No?

It's these damn cell phones.

Everybody's obsessed
with these things.

They walk around staring
at them 90% of the time.

It wasn't like that
when I was a kid.

Now people just...

they play games on these things,

they talk on these things,
they text on these things!

You probably spend most of your free
time staring at this thing, right?

I bet your mother was on
the phone to some guy

when she took my bag
off the carousel.

How much do you want to bet?

Unlucky in love?

Nobody pays any
attention anymore.

This whole situation
could've been avoided

if she'd been paying
more attention!

Let's see what kind of texting
little Katey's been doing.

Oh, Katey, Katey, Katey.

No boyfriend texts?

No boyfriend?

Oh, it's okay.

You will have soon enough.

- Excuse me.
- Can I help you?

Yesterday I left a suitcase here

and the girl put it behind the counter.
I'd like it back now.

I'm sorry, but there
isn't any bag here now.

The airport shuttle must've
already picked it up.

Sorry, I think it's long gone.

Okay, thank you.

Right this way, Miss Clarke.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

As I'm informed, you believe
your daughter was kidnapped

from your hotel room
yesterday afternoon.

I know she was.

What time was this?

It was near dark.

And you believe that she was kidnapped
because of the suitcase you...

mistakenly picked up at the
airport baggage claim.

That's right.

But airport baggage claim has no
record of any lost baggage...

other than yours, which
you reported yourself.

That's right. That's
what they said.

- All right, your husband...
- My ex-husband.

Ex-husband...

you say, received a text message from your daughter
last evening indicating she was just fine.

Yeah, but you see,
that's just it.

That wasn't from Katey.

It was from him.

The man who kidnapped your daughter
and wants his suitcase back.

That's right.

But you don't have his suitcase.

No. No.

It was left at the front desk

and someone from the
airport, they picked it up,

and it's in a van somewhere.

Okay, did you
look inside the suitcase?

I did.

- And?
- Nothing. Nothing.

Socks and shirts, but
nothing unusual.

- Nothing else?
- That's not true.

There was a passport in there,

and it had no picture
and no name.

Why would anyone go through all the
trouble to kidnap your daughter?

I mean, why not just go back to the airport
and let them handle it from there?

It's just a suitcase.

I don't know why.

I mean, maybe he's crazy or maybe
he's wanted for something.

I don't know.

Look, all I know right now is
that we're wasting valuable time

because if I don't get this suitcase,
he's going to kill my daughter,

and I don't have it.

Okay, did anyone else see
you with this suitcase

that you claim to have
accidentally picked up.

I'm sorry, "claimed to have"?
What?

You're saying that you
don't believe me?

Can anyone else verify that
you had this suitcase?

Are you saying
that I'm making this up?

Are you currently taking any
prescription medications, Miss Clarke?

Excuse me?

What are you getting
at right now?

I don't mean to be insensitive, but these
are the questions that I'm required to ask.

The hell you are.

Okay, why don't you
talk to the desk clerk?

I gave the suitcase
to her, all right?

We'll talk to her.

This is totally unreal.

Why don't you believe me?

Because your ex-husband called
here a little while ago.

He told us you might come
in with a story like this.

That's ridiculous.

That's ridiculous!

Why... Why would he do that?

Why would he?

What are you going to do?

I'm going to go get a suitcase.

What do you think?

Not a shred of
hard evidence, but...

Yeah, I was thinking
the exact same thing.

Still, there's a desk
clerk and the ex-husband.

Maybe it wasn't him who
called here after all.

Yeah, that's what I
was thinking, too.

Hotel Lafayette.

Yes, could you put me through to the
room of a guest named Richard Williams.

You gotta be kidding me.

Get your coat.

Looking for anything special?

Yeah, actually, I'm
looking for a suitcase.

We have some very nice ones.

Maybe a roller-board?

No, actually I need
something bigger in black.

Not very fancy,

but functional and black.

It's almost perfect.

It's the only one we
have in that style.

Okay, I'll take this.

Great.

I'll take these, too.

Thank you.

Thank you.

See this money clip?

This was my father's.

He liked to be very well
organized with his money.

He always knew exactly
how much he had.

I took $5 from him once,

when I was a kid.

He found out later and...

he beat the hell out of me
for five straight days.

One day for every dollar.

Yeah.

He was funny about money.

Maybe that's where
I get it from.

Oh, is this your allowance?

Oh, well, don't cry, princess.

I'm sure there's plenty more
from where this came from.

I have a feeling you're about to
come into a very large inheritance.

Oh, I see you've found your bag.

Is there a message
for Jennifer Clarke?

Jennifer Clarke.

If I could just see
some ID, please?

Great. Thank you.

Here you go.

AAA Stadium?

Uh, it's about three blocks from
the hotel up Washington Street.

What's going on?

Cleaning crew found one of
the guests this morning.

What, dead?

Murdered.

Happened sometime last night.

Guy named... Williams.

Williams?

They think maybe his
ex-wife did it.

Bartender in the lounge said she
went off on him last night.

Then she invited him
to her room later.

No one saw him alive since.

They did find a clue though.

A pair of women's
panties in his room.

Hey! Look who it is.

Miss Clarke! Stop!

- Ow! Hey!
- Sorry!

Come on. Let's go inside.

I want you in my office
tomorrow at 4:00,

and bring the cleaning
crew with you.

And don't forget.

Yes, sir.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah?

What did that woman say to you?

She asked if there was a
message left for her.

- And?
- And I gave it to her.

What did it say?

I don't know. It was
in a sealed envelope.

Do you know who it was from?

It was just laying on the desk
when I came back from break.

Anything else?

She asked where AAA Field was.

Come on.

Hello?

I'm here!

Hello!

Hello?

Hello?

Very good,
Jennifer, I'm proud of you.

I knew you were different.

Sorry about Richard, he just...

He just wasn't right for you.

Guess there's nothing like having
the police chase after you

and make you run a
little faster, huh?

Why?

I had to make sure this
stayed between you and me.

No outsiders.

No white knights. No busybodies.

Just one man and one woman.

Let's keep the game
nice and simple.

How's Katey?

Katey's crying. She
wants to go home.

Where's my suitcase?

I have it.

I don't see it.

I hid it. I wanted
to see Katey first.

See, this is just the sort of
thing that makes Katey cry.

I'm trying to be nice and
this is how you treat me.

Maybe I was wrong about you.

Maybe you're not a
good girl after all.

No, no, no, no. I am. I am.

I'm a good girl.

I don't like to hurt Katey,

- but you're making me do it, Jennifer.
- No, please!

Please, please. Please
don't hurt her.

Get my suitcase now.

Okay, I will.

Bring it through the home team dug-out,
that leads to the locker room.

Yes.

Stop where
you are, Miss Clarke. Now!

Throw down your purse,

and get on your knees with
your hands behind your head.

Do it now!

Toss the purse and on your knees
with your hands behind your head.

Come on, come on,
get this gate open.

This could take a minute.

Oh, come on!

That woman runs like a deer.

She's running for her life.

What the hell was
she doing here?

I don't know.

Something weird's going on.

Disposable cell phone.

Temporary calling plan.

Not traceable, but we can see
what the guys can come up with.

Maybe we can find out
who she was talking to.

You think she was
meeting somebody?

Probably.

She had a suitcase.

It keeps coming back
to that suitcase.

One thing's for sure...

she's not in this alone.

Hey, it's Katey, I can't take
your call right now, but leave a message.

You okay, kid?

What?

Just checking to see
if you're okay.

You've been staring at that
table for half an hour now.

I'm fine. Is there a problem?
I can order something else.

No, not at all. This
is a coffee shop, hon.

No big deal.

You can stay as
long as you'd like.

It's just...

you seem to have the weight of
the world on your shoulders.

Where do you go when you've
got no one to turn to?

That's a good one.

No friends, no family?

No one can help me.

Then, I guess, you just
have to turn to yourself.

Maybe you're the only one
you can really count on.

That's some choice.

Today we witnessed
one of the largest graduating classes

in the recent history
of Carmouth College,

as students participated in the
school's commencement exercises.

Friends and parents gathered at Ivy Hall earlier
in the day to applaud what will surely be

one of the most promising groups

now entering the country's workforce.

- Hello?
- You're pretty fast when you want to be.

Punctual. I admire that.

I've never met a woman who could
follow simple instructions.

But I really like you.
You deserve a break.

You still have my bag?

- Yes.
- Good.

Let's see how fast
you really are.

Now to make sure the
police aren't tailing you,

we're going to play
a little game.

I'm going to run you
around town a little.

If I even think you're being
followed, the game is over.

If I see you talking to
anyone, the game is over.

You won't know when I might be watching
you, but that's part of the game.

Now, I want you to get over
to the history museum.

You have to locate a cell
phone I've hidden there.

I'll call it at exactly 3:50.

If you don't answer...

Katey's dead.

If anyone else answers...

Katey's dead.

Pretty simple, right?

Right.

Take the subway, Jennifer.

You might just make it if you hurry.
Time starts...

now.

Train will depart in 30 seconds.

Doors closing.
Next stop, Fountain Plaza.

- They finally located the day clerk from yesterday.
- Mmm-hmm.

She confirmed that Clarke did leave
a small suitcase at the front desk

to be picked up from
someone at the airport.

I figured as much.

Yeah, that, and the fact that Clarke's
daughter, Katherine Williams,

failed to show up for a
graduation ceremony today.

Nobody we talked to has seen
her since before noon, Friday.

Father's been murdered.

Mother's on the run and the daughter she
says was kidnapped has turned up missing.

Where are they?

I got an idea.

Hello?

This is fun, isn't it, Jennifer?

That's it.

Catch your breath.
You're going to need it.

Why are you doing this to me?

Trust is a very hard
thing to come by.

Nobody tells the truth anymore.

I think you do.

I know the sound of
truth when I hear it.

You hate me, don't you?

No. No, no, I don't hate you.

Of course, you do.

I killed Katey's dad.

But I expected that.

Now, people tell you they love
you to your face all the time.

They don't mean it.

They just lie straight out.

But when someone tells
you they hate you...

you know they really mean it.

Hate is the only emotion
I've ever really trusted.

I don't hate you.

If only I could believe you.

But I don't hate you either.

And with your best
interests at heart...

I want you to head
over to the aquarium

and locate the phone
I've left for you.

And then we can agree
to meet, one man...

and one woman.

The aquarium?

30 minutes should give
you plenty of time.

Remember...

if you don't answer the
phone, she's dead.

If anyone else answers it...

she's dead.

Just so we're clear.

Yeah, we're clear.

This is Ford.

Detective Ford, this is
Karen over at intel.

Yeah, go ahead.

I've got that Chicago profile on
Jennifer Clarke that you asked for.

All right, what
did you find out?

Well, she does work at PR&C
Distribution, just like she said.

Two months now,
perfect attendance.

Prior to that, she was
unemployed for six months.

Six months.

Apparently, she had some
kind of nervous breakdown

shortly after splitting up with
her husband Richard Williams.

There are no available
medical records

as to the extent of her
previous condition,

or any medications that
might be involved.

Why not?

It's the weekend. It's going
to take a little while.

All right, copy that. How did you
find all this out so quickly?

Clarke has a police record
on file with the Chicago PD.

I guess she's had
a few outbursts.

Nothing serious, but enough
to make a few people nervous.

- Did she do any time?
- No, sir.

All right. Anything else?

Just that radio blast we put out
with Clarke's description...

- Yeah?
- ...it paid off.

Guy at Kirwood's Drugstore says Clarke
was in there early today around 11:30.

No suitcase, but he said
she acted strung out,

paid with a credit card.

It was her, all right.

- What did she buy?
- A pack of cigarettes,

disposable lighter, hairspray
and a can of insect fogger.

- Insect fogger?
- Yeah.

A bug bomb. You pull the tag,
it releases a poisonous cloud.

It kills all the
roaches in your house.

Yeah, I know what a bug bomb is.
Thanks.

Next stop, Seneca Station.

Hey, there.

Hi.

What's in the bag?

Hey, I said, what's in the bag?

It's... just clothes.

Just clothes?

Can I see?

No, I don't think so.

I ain't asking you.
I'm telling you.

That's right. Now the purse.

Please, there's nothing
in the suitcase.

Now arriving Seneca Station.

You should've stayed on the
train when you had the chance.

Now arriving, train to downtown.

Good afternoon, gentlemen,
how can I help you?

I'm Detective Ford this
is my partner Joe Jacobs.

Is something wrong?

Did you receive a bag today
from the hotel Lafayette?

Yes, about half an hour ago.
It was a pickup.

But nobody's claimed it yet.

May we see it?

Of course.

- I'm gonna take a look.
- Right.

Can you provide us with a passenger
list from the plane that bag was on?

Sure. It'd just take a
minute to pull it up.

All right.

I need to know the name of
everybody who was on that plane,

- even the flight attendants.
- Okay.

- Everybody.
- Yes, sir.

I also need the connecting flight
information for each passenger.

Joe. Come on.

Keep looking.

Take a look.

Whoa!

Yeah, I'd have to agree.

...subarctic to tropical
waters of the global ocean

in both the northern and
southern hemispheres,

with the notable exception of
the northern Atlantic ocean.

They have an average lifespan
of about 20 to 30 years.

A male California sea lion weighs,
on average, about 300kg, or 660lbs.

Hello? Who is this?

No, no, no, no! Hello?

Hello, this is Jennifer.

Hello, it's Jennifer!

All right, so you're Jennifer.
Chill out!

Is Cindy there?

Sorry.

What's the matter with you?

Oh, hey, Bill.

You won't believe
what just happened.

No. No! No!

No!

No!

No!

Hello?

What happened?

I had trouble getting the
cellophane off, that's all.

I feel almost guilty putting
you through all of this,

but I can't risk it.

I have a funny way of
looking at things.

You're ready to meet up?

Yes.

Get over to Niagara Falls,
the Cave of the Winds.

It's closed for maintenance. I'll
meet you at the bottom in 45 minutes.

45 minutes?

Don't do anything stupid
or Katey goes for a swim.

Yeah, this area
used to really be something.

Look at those great old houses,
just waiting to be restored.

Just look at 'em.

Now, you go over to the Canadian
side, it's like Las Vegas...

casinos, restaurants.

It's all bright
lights and money.

Here... Well, see for yourself.

Uh, could you please hurry?

Lady, we're making
great time, all right?

Anyway, as I was saying...

In local news, police are
still on the lookout for Jennifer Clarke,

described as a person of interest in a
brutal beating death of her ex-husband,

Richard Williams, found
dead in his room

early this morning at
the Hotel Lafayette.

Clarke is said to be a Caucasian...

How much further?

- Huh?
- How much further?

Lady, you don't have to shout. I can hear you.

Well?

Three more blocks, okay?

Okay.

Yeah. Here. Keep the change.

Um, excuse me.

- Yeah?
- I'm looking for Cave of the Winds.

Uh-uh. No. Take the boat,
it's so much nicer.

No, I need Cave of the Winds.

Okay, well, the cave's straight on.

Thank you.

You know what puzzles me?

We have the killer's suitcase,

and the killer has
Clarke's suitcase.

Then whose suitcase is she
carrying around with her?

Exactly.

Has to be a fake.

She's pretty desperate. But
it's not going to go well

if our guy opens up that case
and realizes he's been had.

That's why we have to find her first.

Yeah?

All right. Call 'em back and
tell 'em to meet us there.

And send over a couple
of black and whites.

- What is it?
- Security guard called in

a trespasser matching
Clarke's description,

right down to the suitcase.

- Where is she?
- Niagara Falls.

Cave of the Winds.

Jennifer, you're a
good girl after all.

You really are.

Do you hate me yet?

Yes!

I hate you.

Good. Finally a woman who
tells it like it is.

You know, I could
really go for you

if the circumstances were right.

We'd be good together.

Let Katey go!

Send up the suitcase.

No.

You let Katey go first, and
then we both walk away.

That's not how it works!

Now be a sweetheart and
bring me the damn bag!

Don't do anything crazy!

Don't try me.

You let Katey go.

See!

Give a woman an advantage and
she tries to give you orders!

I don't think so.

No!

- Baby, are you okay?
- Yeah.

Let's get out of here!

Katey! No! No, Katey!
No! No! No!

No!

Come on.

Mom.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

Miss Clarke. Katey.

How are you holding up?

We're better now.

How did you guys get
down at the falls?

I jammed the elevator.

We overrode the
service elevator.

That's the guy.

That's the one that
killed Richard.

We know. You're off the hook.

You are.

We located the real suitcase,

the one that you sent
back to the airport.

Thank God. So...

I'm sorry, what was
this all about?

Joe.

U.S. Treasury bearer bonds.

One million dollars each.

There's fifty of them.

Fifty million dollars?

All counterfeit, except
for the one on top.

These were the last of a group
that were intercepted by the FBI

last week on their
way to Zurich.

Now TSA was on the
alert for them,

so he didn't want to
take them on the plane.

Where were they?

The lining in the suitcase.

There was also $50,000 in cash

in a lead-lined
shaving cream can.

That's why he didn't want
to go through x-ray.

I guess I'll be more careful
when I travel next time.

Maybe.

Whenever you ladies are ready.

Joe.

I'm gonna miss Dad.

Honey, I'm so sorry about everything.

This isn't your fault.

What that man did...

He deserved it.

Yeah.

I think I'm done with all the fighting.

I'm gonna concentrate on getting
back to my old self again.

Mom, I'm sorry that I
called you a doormat.

- No.
- What you did today...

you were amazing.

You said it, not me.

Come on.

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