All language subtitles for Dont.Say.a.Word.2001.720p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON POLICE RADIO)

MAN: Don't get me wrong.

I love the 49ers!
Montana and Rice?

They're Hall of Fame
locks, baby.

But do they cover
the spread? Hell no.

Not like the Giants.
Let me tell you something.

You can give me
Simms and Bavaro,
Meggett and L.T. Any day.

Those guys are
your meat and potatoes.
They fucking cover, baby.

And don't even
bring up Miami. Don't.

'Cause there's
nothing in Miami.

Miami has nothing
but Marino with a golden arm

and some fat-booty
cheerleaders.

They have no running game.

It's like two virgins
who can't find the damn hole.

That's why they get blitzed
all the damn time.
You understand?

I can't believe
you guys, man.

Yeah, they put up
a ton of points,

but they cover
every other week.

So take the over
and bet the fucking farm.
You understand?

The pigs, the barn,
the little chickens
and that tractor.

Bet all of that.

Dallas, America's team,
Come on.

My sweet black ass.

Try to book...
(CONTINUES CHATTERING)

Everybody
and their grandmother
wanna bet the Cowboys.

Therefore they gotta win
by two touchdowns
just to cover.

And what are the odds
on that happening?
So do me a favor.

Take the points and run.

Come on, guys.

DOLEN: All right?
Unless you are a moron,
retarded Saints fan.

Therefore you deserve
to get cornholed
on the 50-yard-line.

America's sport,
baby... football.

I hate football.

DOLEN: Talk about my sport.
I can do any bet.

One minute, fellas.

(GUNS COCKING)

It's show time.

Okay, let's do it.

That's a nasty habit, man.

(HORNS BLARING)

Go!

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Everybody, down on the ground!

Down, get down on the floor!

Everybody!

Get down!
Get down! Move!
Let's go!

Come on!
Move!

What are you looking at?
Get down there!

How long?
Two minutes.

I see you, granny!
Get your ass out here.
Come on.

Bingo.

(BEEPS)

No cameras.

1798.

That's a bad year.

It's 90 seconds!

Got it.

Upstairs.

What is that?

Nothing.
Just estate junk.

MAN: One minute!

It's not here.
It's there.

It's not here!
It's there!

Forty-five!

My God.

MAN: Thirty seconds!

Okay, come on.

(SCREAMS)

(SIRENS WAILING)

DOLEN: Break out the diamond.
Let's see that

ten million dollar
red beauty, baby!

Fucking right.

The surgeon general
was right!
Cigarettes can kill!

(LAUGHING)

Go back.

Is there a problem?

Fucking go back!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

NATHAN: "The psychodynamics
of compulsive stealing
are well established.

"An act committed to relieve
a pre-existing state of guilt.

"An attempt to harm
an imagined enemy
or a form of revenge...

"against those
who have deprived

"the person of
something significant,

"or somehow inflicted
a narcissistic injury."

But stealing panties
from the girls' locker room,

there's nothing
in there.

I've never really been
a big fan of Freud's anyway.

I don't know
if I should say this,
I'm a professional.

I won't say anything.

You promise
to keep your word?

Okay.

You know that thing
that you were doing
with the panties?

Everybody does it.

Your best friends do it.

The mailman,
the headmaster.
They all whack off.

And if anybody tells you
they don't, they're lying.

My mom says I'm...

She says I'm oversexed.

WOMAN ON TV:
Now you're dead!

(KID GIGGLING)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

Hello?
NATHAN: Hello.

Hi, Daddy.

Excuse me.
Who am I speaking to?

This is me.

No, my Jessie is eight.
The girl I'm talking to
is at least 11.

Can I speak to your mother,
please?

Mom.

Don't forget the turkey.

Why don't you
have them deliver it?

It's Thanksgiving Eve,
Nathan. You might as well
get the bird to fly here.

All right, okay.
Fairway, right?
What's the cross street, 74th?

The man's a steel trap.

I will be there
in ten minutes.

Bye.

(PAGER BEEPING)

Go away.

(PAGER BEEPING)

Come on.

Shit!

(GULLS CAWING)

(CHIRPS)

Louis?

This better be
a real emergency.

Ah, my hero! Look.

She's not one of
your Dalton
trust fund waifs,

but she needs
your help.

I don't know.
I don't talk to you
for days.

Then the night before
Thanksgiving...

Jesus Christ.

Lucky
guy's still alive.

She took a razor
to this orderly up
in Rockland.

111 stitches
to close him up.

What was the trigger?
Good question.

Been in and out
of institutions
for ten years.

I see that. Selective mutism,
obsessive-compulsive behavior,

post-traumatic symptoms.

Twenty different
hospitalizations,
twenty different diagnoses.

Plus an I.Q.
Off the charts.

Apparently saw her father
killed by a subway
when she was eight.

Dr. Sachs?

What?

The girl who was biting
the heads off pigeons,

she has
a med student
in a headlock.

Call security.
Make sure the student

documents the attack
and gets it co-signed.

Louis, I don't know
what the hell you
want from me.

I got a family home waiting.

Nathan, spend 15 minutes
with her.

She's an 18-year-old girl,
never hurt a fly
until last week.

You and I are the only thing
that stands between her

and a lifetime
of Thorazine or worse.

Wait! What do you mean,
"you and I," Kemo-sabe?
She's your patient.

You're an asshole.
Okay?

You're a big asshole
for making me say this.

You're better at this
stuff than I am, okay?
You're better, you're better.

Everybody knows
about Nathan Conrad

and the famous touch
with the teens.

Elisabeth Burrows.

This is the kind of
case you and I
used to live for!

Before you went uptown on me.
Just kidding.
I didn't mean it that way.

Look.

She needs you.

All right, she needs me.
But what's the emergency?
Why tonight?

If we don't make
some progress by Monday,

they're gonna
ship her to Creedmore

and chain her to a bed
for the rest of
her natural life.

That's why.
That's why
she needs you now.

Five minutes.
Five minutes!

Arnie, Frankie,
good evening.

Dr. Conrad, are you
slumming tonight?

Afraid so.

You guys up for
a cavity search?

I'll pass.

But Dr. Sachs,
he's always ready
for one.

OFFICER:
On the gate.

NATHAN:
What's the new cocktail?

Haldol, droperidol
and Ativan.

And she's awake?

Oh, yes, she's awake.

LOUISE:
He told me to stay.

Come on,
sweetheart.

NATHAN: Is she eating?

SACHS: Not eating,
drinking, sleeping,

bathing,
letting anybody
touch her,

(TYPING)

Or saying a word.

(CONTINUES CHATTERING)

Dr. Sachs,
he told me to stay.

I'll have a word
with him.

I promise, Louise.
I promise.

What's with
the heavy artillery?

Well, it took
about five guys

to get her off
the poor fellow
at Rockland.

Is there anything else
you want to tell me?

No.

Would you open
the door, please?

Are you okay?
Am I okay?

Yeah.
I'm okay.

(GIRL BREATHING HEAVILY)

Hello.

Elisabeth,
my name is Dr. Conrad.

I'm a psychiatrist.

Word has it
that you haven't
eaten for days.

Well, I can
understand that.

I used to work
in this hospital.
I know what the food's like.

Elisabeth, would you mind
if I took your pulse?

That means I'm gonna
have to touch you.

Now that's not
supposed to happen.

True catatonics
have what's called

a waxy flexibility
of their limbs.

That means
they stay exactly
where they're posed.

There's more to you
than meets the eye,
Elisabeth.

You're very, very good
at what you do.

So is there anything
you want to talk about?

Well, that's okay.
We hardly know each other.

I know you must have been
very frightened to do
what you did to that guy.

I know that you were angry,
because I saw those photos.

But I also know
that you're in
a lot of pain.

Because
nobody's in this place
without a reason.

So maybe we'll talk
next week.

You want
what they want.

Don't you?

What who wants?

Elisabeth,
what who wants?

(IN SING-SONG)
I'll never tell.

I'll never tell.

Any of you.

(BIG BAND MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO)

MAN: (SINGING)
I say you let me be
your little dog

Until the big dog
comes home

Can you let me be
your little dog

Till the big dog comes?

When the big dog comes

Don't tell him what
the little Chihuahua done...

(DOOR LOCK RATTLING)

(GASPS)

H-Hello?

Who are you?

Five to three,
this old bag
doesn't have cable.

I need my SportsCenter.

Dinner's over!

How you doin', Tony?

Good. How you doin'?
Nice to see you again.

You too.

Hello!

This certainly looks
like the Conrad residence.

It smells
like the Conrad residence.

And it is definitely
overheated

like the Conrad residence.

But it doesn't sound
like the Conrad residence.

Hi, honey.
I'm looking for
a little girl,

about four feet two,
light brown hair.

Huh.

Where did she go?

Well, if I don't find
that little girl,

I'm gonna have
to go downstairs

and find myself
another little girl.

I'll be back in ten minutes.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Hi!
Hi, Daddy.

How are you?

Look what I did
in art class today.

That's beautiful.
Look at the colors.
You got such a unique vision.

It's my vision,
I swear.

Aren't you supposed
to be in bed?

I can't sleep.
I have mental problems.

I see.
What kind of
mental problems?

I'm highly neurotic.

You've been
in my study again.

I needed the stapler.

Go say good night
to Mom.

(WHISPERING)
You're late.

Night, Mommy.
Night, baby.

Did you brush your teeth?
Yeah.

Can I smell?
(EXHALES)

Mmm, delicious.

I'm gonna put monkey
by you on that side,

and I'll put Sally over here
to keep you company.

You had a bad day.

Why do you say that?

Frown face!

If I had a frown face,

it's because
it's after 10:00 and
you're still awake.

Where were you tonight?

(SIGHS)

I was working.

Why?

Because I was helping
a young girl.

All right, but that's
gonna cost ya.

All right,
what's it gonna be?

One hug... two kisses.

Two kisses?
Boy, you cut
a tough deal. Okay.

Here's one hug.
Mmmmm.

And one kiss.

And two kisses.

Will they put Bart Simpson
in the parade tomorrow?

They will put Bart Simpson
in the parade if
you go to sleep right now.

Okay, but I don't think
they'll care
if I go to sleep or not.

Good night, sweetheart.
I love you.

I love you too.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON POLICE RADIO)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Let me give you
a hand, Detective.

Thanks.

That's beautiful.

What exactly
is beautiful?

Your jacket,
the leather jacket.
It's beautiful.

Right.

Did you read about
the Manhattan Bridge?

No.

Actually, it was
built wrong, moves ten feet.
But it's still standing.

Syd Simon.

I'll see you later.

Detective Cassidy.
What can I do for you?

What have we got?

Floater, female,
no I. D.

She's maybe
in her 20s.

The sloughing of her skin
tells me

she's been in the water
maybe two, three days.

This time of year
with the water cold?
Could be longer.

Couple, three days tops.

Her hands have been tied.
They recover any rope
or anything?

They're still looking.

Another body was found,
a couple days ago.

Battery Park area.
Yeah.

Victim was male, middle-aged.
Day before yesterday.

All right. I'm gonna need
preliminary findings
by tonight.

Dream on, Detective.
I got six,
seven cases piled up.

Syd, I got important
doings planned
for Thanksgiving.

Do me right,
all right?

Tomorrow's the best
I can do.

Thank you.

First thing though.

FEMALE NEWSCASTER:
Cars have been towed,
the roads plowed,

so the annual Turkey Trot...

You can't be distracted.

Here you are.
Immobile,

totally exposed...

and quite vulnerable.

I think you need a bath.

Guess what, sweetie?
What?

I already had a bath.

You did? Ah, well,
you didn't have...

the Nathan Conrad
fantastic special bath,
did you?

No.
No, you didn't do that.

I didn't
get that one yet.

Pretty hot?
Not too hot, is it?

No, it's nice.

Oh, good.

We should
keep it down.

You're the one
that makes the noise.

(CHUCKLES)

(PRIDE AND JOY PLAYING)

MAN: (SINGING)
You are

My pride and joy

You've got kisses
sweeter than honey

And I work seven days a week
to give you all my money

That's why you are my

Pride and joy

And I'm telling the world
you're my...

Prepare to die
of delight!

Jessie, come on.
Let's join
the downhill racer.

I heard that about
the "downhill racer."

You were dreaming.
I didn't say anything.

It was icy, you know?

I know it was, baby.

And very windy too.

It was a hell ride.
Good morning.

Morning. You think
she's still sleeping?

I don't know.
Jessie?

Jessie, come on.
The parade's
gonna start soon.

All right,
I'm gonna go there
all by myself.

See all those floats alone.

Jessie, come on.
Breakfast is getting cold.

Does she have
a new hiding place
that I don't know about?

Probably.

She's been running around
the house like
a wildcat all week.

Jessie, get in here
right now!

Honey, eat it up
before it gets cold.

Nathan, she wouldn't go out
on the balcony, right?

She's not there.

She knows better
than to go outside

without asking us,
doesn't she?

AGGIE: Jessie,
get in here
right now!

MALE REPORTER: You get
outta here and go home
and enjoy your Thanksgiving.

She lost
one of her socks.

What?

She's gone.

What do you mean,
"She's gone"? Wait...

Somebody came in.

No, no.
She's in the hallway.

Somebody took her.

Nobody took her, Nathan.

They broke in.
They cut the chain
on the door.

What?

Call the police!

I can't get a dial tone.

Get off the line.
This is an emergency.

There's something wrong
with the goddamn phone.

MAN: There is nothing wrong
with the phone, Nathan.

Get off,
this is an emergency.

I know.

Who is this?

We have your daughter.

What...

Who is it?

MAN: What's your
worst fear, Nathan?

What are they saying?

The first shock
can buckle the knees.
Any truth in that?

Where is she?

She's unharmed.
Give it to me!

I don't want to
have to hurt her.
I want something from you.

No.
What?

Not until...

I talk to my daughter,
and I know she's okay.

Rule number one:
You do not
make demands.

You listen
to what I tell you.

You call me back when
I can talk to my daughter.

What are you doing?
Aggie.

What the hell are you doing?

Listen to me.

No! Are you crazy?

Listen to me!

No! No!

Aggie, we have to
make sure
she's all right.

What if
they don't call back?

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Daddy?

Jessie, are you
okay, sweetie?

Honey, have they
hurt you?

No. Daddy,
can I come home
now? Daddy!

Jessie!

That was very brave,
Nathan.

Tell me how much
money you want!

I don't want your money.

Pick up your wife
before she breaks
the other leg.

What?
Nathan, what is it?

Don't close the curtains.
I like the view.

Good. Now.

On the bureau by the door
is a cell phone.

I know what you're thinking.
Don't.

By the time you hit the "1"
in 911, Jessie will be dead.

Rule number two:
Do not try to call
or signal anyone.

If you do,
I will kill your daughter.
Not because I want to,

but because
those are the rules,
do you understand?

Yes.
AGGIE: What?

I can see you.
I can hear you.

When you leave your building,
wherever you go,
you will be watched.

So if you want to see
your daughter alive,
don't say a word.

Now, tell me
you understand.

I understand.

Good. You have
a pro bono patient.

Her name
is Elisabeth Burrows.
A very disturbed girl.

She has a six-digit number
in her head,

locked away
in her troubled mind.

She guards it
with her life.

What kind of number?

That needn't
concern you right now.

I need that number.
You need
your daughter back.

That is why
this is happening.

You're a professional,
Nathan, so am I.

If we both do our jobs
to the best of our abilities,

by this time tomorrow,
it will be like,
we never even knew each other.

Now, go back
to Bridgeview.

Take the Rover.

No police, no detours.
And, Nathan,

Aggie will be fine.

Rule number three:

You have
until 5:00 p.m. Today.

Let's do exactly
what he says.

Nathan, why don't we
just call the police?

Because we can't.

Nathan!

Because I believe him.

(LOUD BANG)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Happy Thanksgiving.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Asshole.

Hey, Dr. Conrad,
aren't you and Jessie
hitting the parade?

She's got a cold.

No signs of sexual assault.

I see evidence of injury
in her neck.

Signs of bleeding
in the strap muscles
overlying her larynx.

I don't know, Syd.

This girl does not
match any of
my missing persons.

Also evidence of a fracture
on the left tip
of her hyoid bone.

Syd, how'd she die?

No blunt instrument here.

Her neck
was snapped in two.

By what?

By two hands.

Syd, the same technique
used on this
Battery Park floater?

Same dislocation
of the skull.

And the splotches
on the body?

Cigarette burns.

He was tortured.
Thank you.

And he had prison tats.
Okay.

I'm gonna need fingerprints
and dental X rays
on our Jane Doe, pronto.

You know,
this is Thanksgiving.

You're right.
You are right.

All right, well, I hope

her family
isn't waiting on her
to carve the turkey.

Cassidy, I'm not susceptible
to your
"guilting me" bullshit.

She probably helped her mom
with the dishes.

Fingerprints and dentals.

Then I'm the hell
outta here.

Thank you, Syd.

(HORNS BLARING)

(HONKING)

Whoa!

(HONKING)

(BAND PLAYING)

(HONKING)

(CONTINUES HONKING)

Come on!

Roll down
your window, sir.

Officer, I'm a doctor.

Congratulations.

You happen to notice
the tuba player
that rolled off your hood?

I need to get through
this parade.

I need an escort to
the Bridgeview Psychiatric
Hospital right now.

Do I look like
a freaking helicopter?
Use 57th Street.

He's talking
to the cops.

What'll we do?

KOSTER: Be patient.

There's a young girl
who could die,
so, Officer Kreidman,

you can either help me
save this girl... or not.

I need two guys.
The two of you.
Let's go.

Right over there.
Come on, come on.

Hold the band.
Hold the band
right there.

Open those gates
for me, guys.

Son of a bitch.

He just picked
up a police escort
and cut through the parade.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

I like that.

What?

The police escort.
I like it a lot.

You didn't tell me
the context of the number.

She knows.

Look, this girl
has a decade of
pathology to unravel.

Even if she knows,
your 5:00 deadline
is absurd.

In my experience,
people are at their best

when facing
unreasonable deadlines.

You can'tjust
flick a switch
in the girl's head.

You have to trust me.
It does not work that
way in these cases.

Look, the money's bad,
I know. But you have
family obligations.

And, Nathan,
don't lose the phone.

(HORN HONKS)

The doctor has landed.

KOSTER:
Did he double alarm
the car?

Nope.

Good. We've got
him focused.

Do you have the key
to Dr. Sachs's office?

Yeah.

Could you open it,
please?

But Dr. Sachs isn't here.
Open it.

(SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGING)

KOSTER: I thought
Nathan explained the rules
very clearly.

Put the cell phone back.

There's no percentage
in breaking those rules.

You sick son of a bitch!
You hurt my little girl
and I'll...

You'll do what?

You were about
to say something personal.

I think.

No.
That's good.

If your husband
is on his game today,

you've got
nothing to worry about.

There's a good side
to this, Aggie.
This will bring you

much closer than
the occasional ski trip

or sponge bath.

The remote is to your left.
Pick it up.

Pick it up!

Good.
Now turn it on.

North Carolina is tops...

Try HBO.

No, I've seen this.
Bit too violent.

Try a nice family drama.

(DOOR OPENS)

Nathan!

What are you
doing here?

You're not
supposed to be here.

How'd you get in?
Who let you in?

You're supposed to be
in Greenwich
with Kim and her family.

Why are you here
on Thanksgiving?

Why am I here?

I gotta testify
in a double homicide
on Monday,

and I thought
I'd come do research.

What?
You broke into my files!

Those are my per...
I would've given you
the key, man.

Have you gone through
all of this?

Well, not all of it.
I just got here.

I've been through
the master file.
It's a swamp of misdiagnoses.

I think she's overlaying.

Overlaying?

Louis, she is
a brilliant mimic.

That's why Rockland
couldn't figure her out.
She's highly adaptive.

She takes on the symptoms
of other patients.

She's like a counterfeit
schizophrenic, maybe.

Come on, I... I can't believe
it's all smoke and mirrors.

That would place her
in the malingerer's
hall of fame.

I gotta believe
there's some sort

of genuine pathology
beneath it all.

She has classic
post-traumatic stress
symptoms.

Her P.T.S. D. Is real.

Seeing her father die.
That was ground zero.

She also believes
that something
or somebody is after her.

And that is why she stayed
institutionalized
these past ten years.

She wants to stay inside.

So 20 different
hospitalizations,

twenty different diagnoses.

All overlaying.

Nathan, that would
make her a very,

very talented young lady,
wouldn't it?

Or desperate.

(SHIP HORN BLARES)

Louis?

Yeah?

Does anybody know
I'm treating Elisabeth Burrows
besides you?

Everybody.
I put it up last night
after you left.

Figured you might
be back.

I wanted you to have
clearance in case
I wasn't around.

Also reinstated
your password.

Gate, please!

(SIGHS)

(SINGING)
Stars shining bright...

(DOOR OPENING)

Above me...

Elisabeth, good morning.

Night breezes
seem to whisper...

Feeling better?

I brought you something.

A chocolate turkey.

The sugar will
help you metabolize
all those meds

they've been
giving you.

You like Thanksgiving?

It's my
favorite holiday.

Wanna touch?

Sorry?

I saw you looking.

I know what
you're trying to do.
You want to embarrass me.

It won't work.

The other doctor?

Dr. Sachs.

Yeah.

I don't like him.

Well, I can
understand that.

Very fucking funny.

Elisabeth, there's something
important I have to ask you.

But first I want to
show you something.

I have a daughter.
She's eight...
going on eighteen.

Her name's Jessie.

I have some of
her favorite things here.

This is Horton Hears a Who.

I've read it to her
so many times,
it's pretty worn by now.

And this. She loves to draw
weird pictures of me.

(DRAGGING CHAIR LOUDLY)

And this...

This is Sally.

Would you like
one of those?

I'll make sure the hospital
lets you keep it.

But you can
only choose one.

What the hell is this,
Toys "R" Us?

Want me to choose
for you?

Choose 'fore you lose.
For you choose 'fore
you lose for you...

Dr. Conrad?

Yes?

Get out.

No.

I want you to leave.

We're not finished
talking, Elisabeth.

I know what
you're trying to do.

You wanna embarrass me.

It won't work.

What's your name?

Your hair's really long.

My hair used to be that long,
but my mom made me cut it.

What's that thing
on your neck?

It's kind of impolite
not to answer
someone's question.

It's a symbol.

What's it mean?

No talk.

Elisabeth, there's something
I need to know.

Jessie.

Jessie?
That's my little
girl's name.

You wanna see a picture
that Jessie drew?

I'll make you a deal.

I'll show you the picture
if you answer my question.

Is it worth just one answer?
I don't mean
a "yes" and "no" answer.

Maybe.

I'm gonna
ask my question now.

Is the man that you hurt
at Rockland...

Did that have anything to do
with the terrible thing...

that happened to you
in the subway years ago?

MAN: Run, honey, run!
Shit! Run, honey, run!

(SCREAMING)

(WHIMPERING)

I didn't know
what you were talking
about yesterday.

MAN: Run!

I didn't know who they were
or what they wanted.

Leave!

Now I do. I know
how bad they wanted it.

I know how important it was
for you to hold onto it.

Leave! Leave! Leave!

Elisabeth...

Get out!
Leave! Leave!

Leave! Leave!

Go!

Thank you. I'm sorry.

You lost her.

She's still
got the doll,
doesn't she?

(VOMITING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah?

KOSTER: That went well.

Look, I can gain her trust,
but without
more information...

I'm shooting in the dark.

The answer's
right in front of you.

I have gone through her files!
All right?

Then look closer.

You...
Nathan,

it's 12:22.

(PHONE DISCONNECTS)

I'm sure of one thing.

They would have encountered
quite a few venomous species.

(DOOR BANGS)

Check this out.

See how he's got his tail up?
He is grumpy.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

He gets his stinger
back over the top of his head,
ready to grab.

Whack! Sting!

Signora Conrad?

Sofia.

(IN ITALIAN)

Sofia, why are you here?

Si, la porta.
I broke it.
Mr. Conrad will fix it.

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

What? What?

Il tacchino.

(PHONE RINGING)

No, no, no. No tacchino.

No telefono! No!
Just give it to me.

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Excuse me.
Dammelo. Grazie.

Hello.

Signora?

KOSTER: Get rid of her.

Sofia, uh, no tacchino.

Oh. Si.

Grazie. Arrivederci.

(CHATTERING CONTINUES ON TV)

Any more visitors?

No.

Oh, come on, yeah.
Come on, baby, take it off.
Come on.

All right, suit yourself.

I have to go.
You have to
call me back.

You seen this?

What's this?
"Girl found wandering
on Hart Island."

Where'd you find this?

In her file
in your office.

"A young girl
was found yesterday

"among the coffins
on Hart Island."

This is around the time
that her father died.

I should run this
by Child Services.

Could she have been
lost or unattended?

What...
That's very bizarre.

On an island
in the East River.

(SIGHS)

(ELISABETH HUMMING)

I saw Sara
two days ago.

She was meeting
her boyfriend in the Village.
Maybe she's still with him.

She could be.
Wait one second.

(KNOCKS)

Hey, Jake. Uh,
tray 57, and just her face.
Thanks.

Yeah, okay.

Come on.

It stinks in here.
It smells weird.

I know. Just breathe
through your mouth.

I've never seen
anyone dead before.

You'll do fine, okay?

I'm gonna get sick.

Listen, no one in here
is gonna mind. Okay?

Come on.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Uh, listen,
I've gotta take this.

But I'm gonna be
right here. Okay?

Cassidy.
Oh. Hey, baby. Yeah.

Uh, no. You should take
the 1:00 because I...

I'll be at Penn Station
by 2:00.

Make it 7:00.

I promise.

Don't promise.

(MOUTHING)

What? Yeah,
I'm almost done here.

Yeah. I'm at
the city morgue.

Bye.
Mmm.

That's your N.C. I.C.
On the guy
with the busted neck.

Oh, I got a hit.
Leon Edwards Croft.

Jesus, what does he have,
15, 20 arrests?

Well, he's a busy
little bad guy.
Won't be missed.

You run him
for known associates?

Of course.

Am I not
a paid professional?

(SCREAMING)

(SOBBING)

It's okay.

Why would someone
do this to Sara?

SYDNEY: The guy with
the cigarette burns,
Croft,

he was the driver
for this crew.

Robbery said
they hit banks here,
Jersey, Delaware, Virginia.

No convictions
till '91.

And, three of his friends
just capped off
a ten-year jolt in Attica.

Patrick Barry Koster.
He's the last one
that got out.

November 4.
On November 4!

Did Croft
rat these guys out?

I don't know.
Could be payback.

He has no priors.
There is nothing on him.

He came out of nowhere.
There's nothing.

It's the only thing
he ever got popped for.
Guy's a ghost.

He's a ghost?

Well, I guess
that's who I need
to talk to, then. Thank you.

Watch your back.
Yeah.

(DOOR OPENING)

Well, you picked Jessie's
absolutely favorite thing.

She and Sally
were inseparable
since they were two.

Where is she?

Where's Jessie?

They took her.

Now she's really scared.

As scared as you were
when you went
after that guy at Rockland,

but she's only
eight years old.

She's not
as strong as you are.

She can't protect herself
as well as you can.

See, I am not just here
to help you.

I need you to help me.

Otherwise I'm not gettin'
my little girl back.

Today's Thanksgiving.

(DOOR CLOSING)

You remember
Thanksgiving?

Yes. Yes, I remember.

Who were you with?

My dad.

Just me and my dad.

Being strong
isn't only about
protecting yourself,

it's also having
the strength to let go,

especially
if you're holding
on to something,

holding on so tightly

that you don't even know
that you could
have a better life.

The only way
that you can help yourself

is if you go back.

(MOANS)

You have to go back
to that day on the subway.

I can't...
can't do it.

No, I can't.

Here we go.
The main event.

You can't
help my little girl
unless you go back.

No, please.

Listen to me.

The men
that have Jessie...

are the same men
that you're fighting.

They are the men
that sent the orderly
at Rockland after you.

I don't want to hear this.

All they want is a number.

You want what they want.

They know that
you know the number.

They're gonna
kill my little girl
if you don't tell me.

Stop it.

Daddy!

Is it a telephone number?
No.

An address?
An account?

I don't know.

It's a bank account.
Is it a code?

No.
Is it a place? What is it?

What...

What's wrong?
We lost the feed?

DOLEN: No, no, we're good!

You leave him alone.

Your father is gone.

He is gone, and no one
is gonna hurt him anymore.

My little girl
is still alive.

Jessie is alive.

Dr. Conrad?

I'm scared.

I know.
I'm sorry.

Shit.

It's okay.
It's all right.

Elisabeth.
I'll try.

You're okay.

(TRAFFIC BUSTLING)

Long time
since breakfast, huh?

Yeah.

I wish we had
some cheeseburgers.

ELISABETH: (SINGING)
Whisper I love you

Birds singing in...

Best turkey you ever had.
Be careful.

I'll put you
in the oven with it.

Dream a little dream

I love you, Daddy.

Smile, sweetcheeks.

(ELISABETH HUMMING)

(HUMMING CONTINUES)

(GATE DIALING)

What's that?

This is a 5cc syringe

with a ten-gauge needle
and 500 milligrams
of sodium Amytal.

What are you talking about,
500 milligrams?

Why don't you shove
a quart of Jack Daniels
down her throat

or stick a shotgun
in her mouth?

Look. The event is obviously
right beneath the surface.

She should respond
beautifully to Amytal,
so I'm...

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Answer it.

You answer the phone.

Now, you tell them
everything's okay

and that you're going
to plan "B."

Everything's okay,
and we're going to
plan "B."

It's a drug.

You knew all about
the numbers,
and you set me up, Louis.

I swear to God...

You tell me why,
or I'll shove this...

He's got my
fucking girlfriend!
He's keeping Sara hostage!

He's gonna kill her
if I don't
get this number.

Your girlfriend, Louis?
Yeah.

Well, he's got my daughter.

He's got my little girl.

Nathan, I didn't know that.

I'm sorry.
I didn't know.

You gotta get this number
for this guy.
He'll just go away.

It's that simple.
It's that simple.

Dr. Sachs?
Dr. Sachs?

Yes?

There's a cop here
to see you.

Cop? What kind of cop?

I don't know.

What's he want?
She.

She didn't say,
but she's waiting
in your office.

Okay.

Tell her
I'll be right there.

Okay.

He said no cops!
He told me
absolutely no cops.

Here's what you've gotta do.
You have got to go
down to your office.

You have to be cool.
But what...

And you make her
go away.

KOSTER: If we don't have it
by 4:30, we go to plan "B."

What is this?

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Peanut butter and jelly.
What kind of jelly is it?

Hello there.

I'm Louis Sachs.

Hi. Detective Cassidy.

Hi.
Hi.

Pretty girl.
Is that your daughter?

This? No.
This is not my daughter.

How can I help you
today, Detective?

I'm here
about this woman.

What about her?

You don't know her?

Nope.

She worked in the hospital
for five months.
She was a resident here.

Really? Well, we have dozens
and dozens of residents.
I will tell you that.

She worked in the department
you oversee, Dr. Sachs.

She did?

Mm-hmm.

Well, that's strange,
because in that case

I should know
who she is,
and I don't.

So there's gotta be
a mistake.

When did you
last see Sara?

Detective, I just told you,
and I'll tell you again,

I do not know
who that is.

Where are we going?

Do you have
a lawyer, sir?

What?
Do you have a lawyer?

What are you talking...

You don't know
Sara, right?

No, I don't know Sara.
But what are we
talking about lawyers for?

A week ago,
in Central Park,
with you.

She told her roommate
Vanessa all about it.

You know Vanessa,
don't you?
She knows you.

I don't know
Vanessa either.

Dr. Sachs.
I'm about to read
you your rights.

My rights?

But first...
What did I do?

I want you to
do me a favor.

Okay.

This is last weekend,
with you,

by the fountain
in Central Park.

You took this picture,
and this is her now.

This one you did.
This one I took.

Who do you think
did better,
me or you?

That's not Sara.

That's Sara all right.

That's Sara, laid out
in the morgue.

No, it's not...

I work Homicide,
Dr. Sachs. That's Sara.

The morgue?

That's a mistake.
It can't be Sara.
That's not the deal.

That's not the deal?

That's not the deal.

Okay. Why don't you tell me
what the fuck the deal is?

Who is part of the deal?
Is he part of the deal?

How about him? Or him?
Or him?

Tell me who
is part of the deal!
Why don't you tell me?

He said we had
until 5:00 today!

Who's "we"?

So that's a mistake!

That is not a mistake.
Who's "we"?

And we are so fucking close
and all we need is
another half hour...

Dr. Sachs, who is we?

That's not Sara!

Why don't you quit
wasting my fucking time
and tell me who's we?

Hey.
You like country music?

Mm-hmm.

(SINGING)
Pink toenails

How am I gonna get
pink toenails...

NEWSCASTER ON TV:
Low pressure
over in Virginia,

and that is getting stronger
by the minute.

Pink toenails
Got my...

(JESSIE CONTINUES SINGING)

All my girlfriends
have time
for their pink toenails

(JESSIE'S VOICE ECHOING)

Baby doll when you find me
sitting there in my pink...

What did I say
about noise?

Daddy's smart little girl,
aren't you?

Better hope your mother
didn't hear that.

Go full screen on her.

Tighter.

(CHATTERING CONTINUES ON TV)

She heard.

How do you know?

She stopped breathing.

WOMAN: (ON PA)
Security to central supply.

(KNOCKS)

(INAUDIBLE)

(DOOR BUZZES)

What can I
do for you, Doc?

Arnie, I need to
ask you a favor.

Are you taking Burrows
for a stroll?

We're out of here.
Bring her!

Mommy, Daddy,
I'm up here! Mommy!

Mommy! Mommy!

(GRUNTING)

JESSIE: Let me outta here!

Take care of her.

I need you to
open the gates.

On whose authorization?

This is between you and me.

See, that's why
they call this place
the nuthouse, Doc.

'Cause I'd have
to be basically

fuckin' nuts to
let you do that.

Okay. Well, you know,
I just had to ask you.

It's okay, Arnie.
It's just Versed.

It's okay. It's all right.
You'll be all right
in about an hour.

(DOOR BUZZES)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Dr. Conrad?
Dr. Conrad!

Doctor...

(ALARM SOUNDING)

(SCREAMS)

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

MAN: (ON PA)
Emergency procedures.
Officer down.

We have a security breach.
Institute
emergency procedures.

Seal off main entrance.

Sorry.

Come on.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON TV)

MALE NEWSCASTER ON TV:
Check out the radar close in.
Here's Hartford.

Thirty degrees.

Primarily, it is...
No!

Central, be advised,

a gold Land Rover
just left Bridgeview,
headed east.

Okay. Leaving.

The driver
is Nathan Conrad,

wanted for questioning
in connection
with a homicide.

Have an R.M. P. Respond
to his residence immediately.

(DOOR OPENING)

(CHUCKLING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Oh, my God.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

KOSTER: What's on
your mind, Nathan?

Field trip.

(TRUCK HORN BLARING)

Wait a second.

Where are you
taking Jessie?

Why are you moving her?

You've got 44 minutes.

Why are you moving her?

(GASPS)

I will get you the number.

Just don't hurt her.

Forty-three minutes.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

FEMALE AUTOMATED VOICE:
You have reached New York
City's emergency services.

Please stay on the line.

Your call will be
answered in the order
it was received.

(GRUNTING)

You crippled bitch!

(GRUNTING)

(GASPS)

(SHUDDERING)

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Move!

(TIRES SCREECHING)
(GASPS)

This is where it happened,
isn't it, Elisabeth?

No.

When we left home,
my dad and me...

I think we...

A big car, dark.

I'd never seen my dad
so scared.

He grabbed my arm.
He kept running
and running and running.

And I tried to keep up.

I tried to keep up.
He took...

Ah, you can do it.

Okay.

You can do it.
Let's go.

I tried to keep up.

It's okay.

Elisabeth.

There were
lots of people,

but my dad just
pulled me through them.

I looked back.

They were so fast.

They're still behind us.

Now only two men.
We lost one.

My dad took me
around the corner.

He made me hide
over here.

Okay, listen
to me carefully.

You and Mishka
have gotta wait right here.
Right here, no matter what.

It's gonna be all right.

Wait right here.

Hey, Russel!
Where you been?

What's in the bag?
What's in
the fucking bag?

ELISABETH:
I could see my dad's face
when he tried to talk to them.

The bag.

There's nothing
in the fucking bag!

Where is it?
Where is it, Russel?

NATHAN:
What's happening now?

KOSTER: Where is it?

NATHAN:
Elisabeth?

I don't believe
a fucking word!

(SCREAMING)

(TRAIN HORN BLARING)

NATHAN: Elisabeth,
what do you see?

(WHIMPERS)

KOSTER: Where is it?

The one in the red coat
kept on kicking him
and kicking him.

They're asking him,
"Where is it?

Where is it?
Tell me where it is!"

Let me up!
I'll tell you
where it is!

NATHAN: Elisabeth.

Jesus. Help me up.

Everybody was watching.
They were just watching,
and no one would help.

No one would help.
No one.

Everybody was watching,
and no one would help!

(SCREAMING)

Elisabeth,
what did the man want?

What did he want?

I can almost reach him.

Elisabeth!

(CRYING) Daddy!
No! Daddy!

Turn around!
Hands up!

Down on your knees!
Now!

What did the man want,
Elisabeth?

Did he want a number?

Elisabeth, I need to know
what the man wanted.

He wants Mishka.
My doll.

Where is Mishka?

Hang on to that.
Okay, baby?

(CELL PHONE DIALING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

KOSTER:
Cutting it rather close.

All right.
I have what you want.

Good.
I'm listening.

I've decided...

I've decided I'm gonna
deliver the number
to you in person.

No time.

No choice.

You're being
brave again, Nathan.

That's the best way
to get your daughter killed.

Other than
missing the deadline,

which is less than
three minutes away.

Rule number one:
No more clock.

What?

You heard me.

I'll meet you there.

Where?

I think that
you know where.

Rule number two:
I want to speak
to my daughter now.

Do you hear me?
I want to speak to
my daughter now!

Daddy?

Pumpkin, you all right?

Yeah. Daddy,
please come get me now.

I'm on my way,
sweetheart.

Anything else?

Rule number three:

No more phone.

Buddy! I've got
a medical emergency.
I'll get this back to you.

I'll get it back to you.

(SPEAKING CHINESE)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON POLICE RADIO)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

NATHAN: Aggie?

(WHISPERING)
Is she alive?

She's fine.

Where is she?

Aggie, listen to me...
What is that?

Did you call the police?
Aggie? Aggie?

No. But somebody did.

Do they know
what's going on?

Not yet.

Listen.
I'm here.

Just get her back.

WOMAN: (SINGING)
Stars shining
bright above you

Night...

MAN: Hey, fella!
What are you doin' down there?

That's my boat.
Where you goin'? Hey!

Hey, asshole!
That's my boat!

(CONTINUES YELLING)

(WIND HOWLING)

(BIRDS CAWING)

KOSTER: Dr. Conrad.

You're a committed man.

I wanna see her.

I want to
see her now.

Grim place
for a holiday,
isn't it?

(CHUCKLES)

Hello, Elisabeth.

I thought about you
every day for the last
ten years.

Bet you thought
about me too.

I know you've
been through a lot.
So have I.

Your father
let us both down.

Where's my daughter?

You brought her here
because she hasn't
given it to you.

Where are you
keeping her?

She won't
give it to you.

I want to see
Jessie now.

Where is my number?

You're not getting anything
until I see...

We talked about
bravery today.

It's not good.

You need to know
how to use these.

I wanna see my daughter.

I think you've earned it.

Max!

Daddy?

Jessie?

Daddy!

Jessie!
It's all right, honey.

You're gonna be fine.
It's gonna be all right.

You guessed the number
is a grave. Very good.

Now what?

I finish my job.

KOSTER: Come on, Nathan.
Up the stairs.

Over there,
by the table.

And Elisabeth.
Not her.

Take her back outside.

Daddy?

Jessie.

You're gonna be
all right, honey.

You're gonna
be all right.

Now. Let's see what
200 an hour can do.

Officer Peterson, nice work.
You found my car.
Where is it?

It's over there.

Okay. Where's my guy?

Well...

he smashed through
a steel fence
on the corrections pier,

then he jacked a boat
from that individual.

A boat?

Yeah. He and some girl.

Sounds a little hinky, huh?

A boat to where?

That's the Coast
Guard's problem.

It is not.

It is my problem.
It is your problem.
What is over there?

(ELISABETH HUMMING
DREAM A LITTLE,
DREAM OF ME)

NATHAN: Where's the music
coming from, Elisabeth?

ELISABETH: The radio.

The radio?

Where?

It's playing
on the boat.

(CONTINUES HUMMING)

On the boat that brought
you here the first time?

Yeah.

It was cold.
I was wet.

My eyes were burning.

But I was with my dad.

How did you know
which one was your dad?

They gave him a number.

Where was this number?

It was on his box.

They carved the number
on top of his box.

I tried to get it open,
but my fingers were numb.

And I couldn't lift it.
It was too heavy.

I couldn't put
Mishka inside.

You better pray
she's lying, Nathan.

Where did Mishka go?
What happened to Mishka?

They saw...
They saw me.

Who saw you?

The men.

The men with the music.

They were working.
They said my lips were blue.

And they gave me a blanket.

I told them
my dad's inside,

and I need to put her inside
with him.

I needed to put
Mishka in the box.

I told them.

What did they do?

They helped me.

They...

helped me put Mishka...

inside the box
with him.

They let me
stay with him...

until...

Until...

NATHAN: So what do you
think's gonna happen
when you dig this up?

He's gonna have you
kill me and
my little girl.

You like her.
I can tell that.

When you're done with us,
he'll be done with you.

Just
keep walking.

(GRUNTING)

(WIND HOWLING)

MAN:
This boat's for charter,

not runnin' around
the goddamn sound
on Thanksgiving.

Like I said, sir,
it's police business.

Now do me a favor,
Captain Bligh.
Just drive the friggin' boat.

Go on, Max.
Open it up.

Get her out!

The girl, out!

Sit down. Sit down!

Daddy! Let me go!

I am going to put
a bullet through your knee.

Then you'll give me
the right number.

No!

(ELISABETH SCREECHING)
No! Get off!

Get her off!

Sit down!

I'll kill you!
Forget the fucking number.

Just say hi to your dad
from me.

She gave it to you!
She gave me nothing.

She reversed it!

She gave me nothing!
Shut up!

She reversed
the image in her mind!

You lying bitch!

Cognitive distortion.

She wrote it
right to left.

Look. Look.

She sees it in a mirror.

Can you imagine
what will happen
if this is bullshit?

Central, this is
Detective Cassidy from
Manhattan South Homicide.

Shots fired
on the northeast shore
of Hart Island.

I'm en route
and I need harbor
and aviation.

(FABRIC RIPPING)

Ten years of my life...

...bought and
fucking paid for.

Take care of that.

(SCREAMING)

Whoa, whoa.

I'll kill you!

(CHUCKLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(CHOKING)

Oh! (CHUCKLES)

(SCREAMING)

Agh!

(GUN COCKING)

You're not like me,
Nathan.

I would have killed the man
who took my little girl.

Police! Don't move!

Drop your weapon!
Drop your weapon!

Go on.

(GRUNTING)

I never got your name.

Patrick.

Are you sure...
I'm not like you?

Are you sure?

Was this
really worth it?

What?

Your life.

Absolutely.

It's mine.

Then, you go get it.

Get it!

(CASSIDY GROANING)

(GROANS)

(SCREAMING)

(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING
ON POLICE RADIO)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

I'll be right back,
sweetie.

How you holdin' up?

I've been better.

Thank you.

Let's go.
Come on.

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