I'm shooting in the dark.
- The answer's right in front of you. - I have gone through her files.
- Then look closer. - You tell...
Nathan. It's 12:22.
I'm sure of one thing. They would have encountered quite a few venomous species.
Like this. Check this out.
See how he's got his tail up, poised? He is grumpy.
He gets his stinger back over the top of his head, ready to grab and sting.
Trying to recuperate.
Sofia.
Sofia, why are you here?
I broke it. Mr. Conrad will fix it.
What?
Turkey? No. No tacchino.
No telephone. Just give it to me.
Hello.
Get rid of her.
Sofia, no tacchino.
- Any more visitors? - No.
Come on. Yeah, baby, take it off.
All right. Suit yourself.
I have to go. You have to call me back.
Have 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 among the coffins on Hart Island."
This is around the time her father died. I should run this by Child Services.
Could she have been lost or unattended? That's bizarre.
On an island in the East River?
I saw Sarah. Two days ago. She was meeting her boyfriend in the Village.
- Maybe she's still with him. - She could be. Just wait one second.
Jake. Tray 57, and just her face.
- It stinks in here. - I know. Just breathe through your mouth.
- I've never seen anyone dead before. - You'll do fine.
- I'm gonna get sick. - No one in here's gonna mind.
Come on.
I've gotta take this. But I'm gonna be right here.
Cassidy. Hey, baby.
Yeah. You should take the one o'clock, because I'll be at Penn Station by two.
- Make it seven. - I promise.
Don't promise.
What? Yeah, I'm almost done here.
Yeah. I'm at the city morgue. Bye.
- Your NCIC on the guy with the busted neck. - I got a hit.
Leon Edwards Croft.
- Jesus, what does he have, 15, 20 arrests? - A busy little bad guy that won't be missed.
- You run him for known associates? - Of course. Am I not a paid professional?
It's OK.
Why would someone do this to Sarah?
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 4th.
November 4th.
Did Croft rat these guys out?
I don't know. Could be payback.
He has no priors. There is nothing on him. He just came out of nowhere.
I know. It's the only thing he ever got popped for. The guy's a ghost.
I guess that's who I need to talk to. Thank you.
- Watch your back. - Yeah.
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 for that guy at Rockland,
but she's only eight years old, Elisabeth.
She's not as strong as you are. She can't protect herself as well as you can.
I am not just here to help you.
- Me help you. - I need you to help me.
Otherwise, I'm not getting my little girl back.
Today's Thanksgiving.
Do you remember Thanksgiving?
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 onto something 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.
You have to go back to that day on the subway.
I can't. Can't do it. No.
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 you're frightened of, the men that sent the orderly after you.
- I don't wanna hear this. - All they want is a number.
- You want what they want. - They know you know it.
- They'll 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.
- A bank account? A code? A place? - No.
What is it?
What's wrong? We lost the feed?
No, we're good.
You leave him alone.
Your father 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 OK.
- Elisabeth... - I'll try.
You're OK.
Long time since breakfast.
- Yeah. - I wish we had some cheeseburgers.
The best turkey you ever had.
Careful, or I'll put you in the oven with it.
I love you, Daddy.
- What's that? - This is a 5cc syringe,
with a 10-gauge needle and 500mg of sodium amytal.
500mg? Why not give her a quart of Jack Daniel's and stick a shotgun in her mouth?
The event is obviously right beneath the surface.
She should respond beautifully to Amytal.
Answer it.
You answer the phone.
Tell them everything's OK,
and that you're going to plan B.
Everything's OK, 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'm gonna shove this...
They got my fucking girlfriend. He's keeping Sarah hostage.
- He'll kill her if I don't get him this number. - Your girlfriend, Louis?
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 the number for this guy. He'll go away. It's that simple.
Dr. Sachs?
- Yes? - There's a cop here to see you.
- A cop? What kind of cop? - I don't know.
- What does he want? - She. She didn't say. She's in your office.
OK.
- Tell her I'll be right there. - OK.
- He said no cops under any circumstances. - You have got to go down to your office.
You have to be cool, and you make her go away.
If we don't have it by 4:30, we go to plan...
Peanut butter and jelly. What kind of jelly is it?
Hello there.
- I'm Louis Sachs. - Hi. Detective Cassidy.
- 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.
Really? We have dozens and dozens of residents, I will tell you that.
She worked in the department you oversee.
That's strange. I should know who she is.
And I don't. So there's gotta be a mistake.
- When did you last see Sarah? - 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 about?
- You don't know Sarah? - No. Why are we talking about lawyers?
A week ago, in Central Park, with you. She told her roommate Vanessa about it.
- You know Vanessa? She knows you. - I don't know Vanessa either.
I'm about to read you your rights.
- My rights? - Yeah, but first...
- What did I do? - I want you to do me a favor.
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 Sarah. - That's Sarah, laid out in the morgue.
- No, it's not Sarah in the fucking morgue. - I work Homicide, Dr. Sachs. That's Sarah.
The morgue?
- It can't be Sarah. That's not the deal. - That's not the deal?
Why don't you tell me what the fuck the deal is?
Who is part of the deal? Is he part of it? How about him?
Tell me who is part of the deal.
He said we had until five today. That's a mistake.
It's no mistake. Who's "we"?
We are so fuckin' close. All we need is a half-hour.
- Dr. Sachs, who is "we"? - That's not Sarah.
Why don't you quit wasting my fucking time and tell me, who's "we"?
You like country music?
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.
- She heard. - How do you know?
She's stopped breathing.
So what can I do for you, Doc?
Arnie, I need to ask you a favor.
Were you takin' Burrows for a stroll?
- We're out of here. Bring her. - Mommy, Daddy, I'm up here!
Take care of her.
I need you to open the gates.
- On whose authorization? - This is between you and me.
That's why they call this place the nuthouse, Doc.
Cos I'd have to be, basically, fuckin' nuts to let you do that.
OK. Well, I just had to ask you...
It's OK, Arnie. It's just a sedative.
It's all right. You'll be fine in about an hour.
Dr. Conrad?
Fuck.
Excuse me.
Security breach. Start emergency procedures.
Security personnel, officer down. We have a security breach. Start emergency procedures.
A gold Land Rover just left Bridgeview, heading east.
- They're leaving. - The driver is a Dr. Conrad.
Wanted for questioning in connection with a homicide.
Have an RMP respond to his residence immediately.
Oh, my God.
- What's on your mind, Nathan? - Field trip.
Wait a second. Where are you taking Jessie?
- Why are you moving her? - You have 44 minutes.
Why are you moving her?
All right, I will get you the number.
- Just don't hurt her. - 43 minutes.
You have reached New York City's emergency services. Please stay on the line.
Your call will be answered in the order in which it was received.
You crippled bitch.
- Are you all right? - Yeah.
Move.
- This is where it happened, isn't it? - No.
When we left home, my dad and me...
Big car, dark.
I'd never seen my dad so scared.
He grabbed my arm. He kept running.
And I tried to keep up.
- You can do it. - OK.
You can do it. Let's go.
It's OK.
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.
There were only two men. We lost one.
My dad took me around the corner.
He made me hide over here.
Listen to me carefully. You and Mishka, you gotta wait here.
It's gonna be fine.
Russel, where've you been?
What's in the fuckin' bag?
They could see my dad's face and he tried to talk to them.
There's nothing in the fuckin� bag.
Where is it, Russel?
What's happening now? Elisabeth?
I don't believe a fuckin' word.
Elisabeth, what do you see?
Where is it?
The one in the red coat kept on kicking him
and asking him "Where is it? Tell me where it is."
- Let me up and I'll tell you where it is. - Elisabeth.
- Where is it? - Come on, help me up.
And everybody was watching and no one would help.
Elisabeth, what did the man want?
- I can almost reach him. - Elisabeth.
- Daddy! - No!
Turn around. Hands up.
- Down on your knees. - 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.
- And where is Mishka? Where is your doll? - Hang onto that, baby.
- Yeah. - You're cutting it rather close.
All right. I have what you want.
Good. I'm listening.
I've decided I'm gonna deliver the number to you in person.
No time.
- No choice. - 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.
- Now, I'll meet you there. - Where?
I think you know where. And 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, are you all right?
Yeah. Daddy, please come get me now.
I'm on my way, sweetheart.
- Anything else? - Rule number three. No more phone.
I got a medical emergency. I'll get this phone back to you.
- Aggie? - Is she alive?
- She's fine. - Where is she?
Aggie, listen to me.
What is that? Did you call the police?
Aggie?
No. But somebody did.
Do they know what's going on?
- Not yet. Listen. - I'm here.
Just get her back.
What you doin' down there?
That's my boat. Where you goin', asshole?
What you doin'? Bring that back.
Dr. Conrad.
You're a committed man.
I wanna see her.
I wanna see her now.
Grim place for a holiday, isn't it?
Hello, Elisabeth.
I've thought about you every day for the last ten years.
I bet you've thought about me, too.
I know you've been through a lot. But so have I.
Your father let us both down.
- Where's my daughter? - She hasn't given it to you.
- Where is she? - She won't give it to you.
- I wanna see Jessie. - Where's 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.
Yeah, I think you've earned it.
- Max. - Daddy?
- Jessie? - Daddy.
It's all right, honey. You're gonna be fine.
You guessed the number is a grave. Very good.
Now what?
I finish my job.
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.
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. - OK. Now, where's my guy?
He smashed through a steel fence on the Corrections pier.
Then he jacked a boat from that individual.
He and some girl. Sounds a little hinky.
- 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?
- Where's the music coming from, Elisabeth? - The radio.
- Where? - It's playing on the boat.
On the boat that brought you here the first time?
Yeah.
It was cold. It 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's on his box. They carved the number on top of his box.
I tried to get it open, but my fingers were numb.
I couldn't lift it, it was too heavy.
I couldn't put Mishka inside.
Better pray she's lying, Nathan.
Where did Mishka go? What happened to Mishka?
- They saw me. - Who saw you?
The men with the music.
They were working. They said my lips were blue. They gave me a blanket.
I told them "My dad's inside."
"And I need to put her inside with him."
"I need 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...
So what's gonna happen if you dig this thing up?
He's gonna have you kill me and my little girl.
You like her. I can tell that.
And when you're done with us, he'll be done with you.
Just keep walkin'.
This boat's for charter, not runnin' around the Sound on Thanksgiving.
Like I said, sir, it's police business. Do me a favor, Captain Bligh. Drive the friggin' boat.
Go on, Max. Open it up.
Get her out.
The girl. Out.
- 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.
No. Get off.
Get her off.
Sit down.
Forget the fuckin' number. Just say hi to your dad from me.
- She gave it to you - in reverse. - She gave me nothing.
- It's reversed in her mind. - Shut up. I've got nothing, you lying bitch.
Cognitive distortion.
She wrote it right to left.
Look.
She sees it in a mirror.
Can you imagine what'll happen if this is bullshit?
Central, this is Detective Cassidy from Homicide.
Shots fired on the northeast shore of Hart Island.
I'm en route. I need Harbor and Aviation.
Ten years of my life.
Bought and fuckin' paid for.
Take care of that.
You're not like me, Nathan.
I would have killed a man who took my little girl.
Police. Don't move.
Drop your weapon.
Go on.
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.
I'll be right back, sweetie.
- How are you holdin' up? - I've been better.
Thank you.
Let's go. Come on.
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