- Peter, I'm so happy to see you. - Hi. How are you?
- I'm wonderfuI. How are you? - Good, good.
Is this a night for a party or what?
- I mean, this huge mix-up-- - Okay, everyone.
- I found his commerciaI. Come on in. - Oh, I can't wait to see it.
Oh, he-- he can't weaseI out of this one. We're gonna show it.
It's show time, foIks. Let's go.
- Shh! Shh! Shh! - Hey, quiet!
I came from fairIy humbIe beginnings from upstate New York.
- And to be honest, I'd never even been on an aeropIane before. - Nice make-up.
Not untiI the Air Force taught me to fIy in 1969.
I ended up doing 28 combat missions for them.
In, uh, 197 1-- Oh, a tough year--
I threw everything I owned into a charter service.
- You Iook better than those frogs in that beer commerciaI. - When we kicked off...
we had a six-seater and one DC-3, and we wouId fIy anywhere.
We were Iike the yeIIow cabs of the sky.
In 1979, we started Endeavor, and we onIy fIew to four different cities.
But, uh, I think the passengers picked up on my, my joy in fIying.
And we've grown to 37 countries worIdwide.
We're stiII pretty smaII in the scheme of things.
But then, I never wanted to be the biggest, just the best.
The most important thing to me these days: famiIy.
Mine. Yours.
That's the good thing about an airIine.
It actuaIIy brings famiIies cIoser together, among other things.
And that makes me feeI good. 197 1. Man.
I had the deviI in me back then. But today-- peopIe change.
Sort of.
- He reaIIy didn't want to do it. - I thought he was great.
- He was good. - Author! - Where did he go?
Okay, get it over with, you pack of freeIoaders.
- Put it there. I got big shouIders. - When's it air?
I was afraid to ask, actuaIIy. No, you're too kind. No, you're too kind.
ActuaIIy, I'm contempIating suicide before it airs.
Oh, yes, of course. Because he's so shy.
And next month, he's doing the underwear biIIboard in Times Square. Ow!
You shouId have seen-- You shouId have seen the Iook on his face.
He couIdn't figure out where I got that information.
- And where did you? - I took safe-cracking at MIT.
- No, the guy couIdn't beIieve it. - Hey, Sean, you eat something?
- You okay? - Yeah. - Good.
You know, the guy's a wacko. I mean, seriousIy, he's, Iike, whoo!
- UnbeIievabIe, unbeIievabIe. - What I can't figure out is how someone expects you to bite...
without expecting you to know everything about his business.
- I agree. - Yeah. Anyway, uh, David's on the carpet.
- AII right, time to foId the tent, feIIa. Come on. - Tom?
- Yeah? - Where did you get the tiIe in the kitchen? It's great.
Oh, God, Louisa, that's a Kate question.
See, I onIy answer Tom questions Iike, uh, you know, what's wrong with my chain saw?
- What's the best time of day to kiII a grizzIy bear? - I have a perfect Tom question.
How do you feeI about Jackie Brown fiIing a civiI suit against you...
from his prison ceII?
Sean, why don't you, uh, brush, get ready. I'II be down in a minute. David, wouId you get Bob, pIease?
- And you are? - I'm just givin' you heads-up because this Brown guy now says...
that he has proof that you paid him to head off the machinists' strike.
WeII, that's not noveI. I mean, he's been saying that for months.
I know, I know. But now he says he has proof that you even initiated the bribe.
I'm Sammy AdIer from the DaiIy News. I just thought if we couId spend a coupIe seconds--
- Oh, oh, Bob Stone, Sammy Adams from the DaiIy News. Uh-- - AdIer.
- Why don't you make sure he gets home safe? - Can we get-- Can we do something for two seconds?
- I hope you had a good time here. Drive safeIy. - AII right, aII right.
- We're very civiI here. - Guys, I'm a reporter. AII right?
- We know who you are. - I'm not a staIker, guys.
Listen, your boss is gonna have to deaI with this. Jackie Brown says he was set up.
I think you gotta find someone eIse to taIk to.
- He's in the cIear, you understand, Sammy? - Listen, if I was--
- I came from humbIe-- - Cut. - Sean?
- Okay, try it again. - About four cities, but I--
- Sean? - But peopIe picked on my-- - Oh, I guess he's not here.
So I'II Iie down and take a nap whiIe I wait for him to turn up.
God, this mattress is Iumpy. And damned noisy too.
And it's got hair and-- what? This mattress needs to be tickIed!
No Iaughing. No Iaughing aIIowed.
And why are you watching my goof-ups again?
- What is this bug in the-- Sorry. - Cut.
- That's funny. - Yeah? WeII, must make you feeI good inside...
to know your oId man can't even taIk.
Grobe? A shrinking grobe?
Was that guy mad at you upstairs?
No. He's, uh, not mad. He's, uh, he's curious. Yeah.
- It's his job, you know. He's gotta-- - It seems Iike someone's aIways mad at you.
- That the way that seems? - Mm-hmm.
WeII, I guess that-- You're not mad at me, are you?
- No. - WeII, I can-- I can fix that.
- A knuckIe sandwich before bedtime. - Stop it! Stop it!
I said get your ass movin'!
- Get on the car! Shut the fuck up! - I ain't do nothin'! - Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
- Shut up, Romeo. - CaIm down. Joey! Joey! Take it easy. Take--
- Get him outta here. - A fuckin' track star, huh?
- You IittIe faggot. - Faggot? What?
- You're Iucky I don't put one in your back, you fuck! - Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy.
- AII right? You aII right? - I'm aII right. - AII right.
Honey, you better work the door. I think the Mayor wants to Ieave.
Oh, thank God. You okay?
- Yeah. - Good.
Okay, did you brush your teeth?
-I brushed them this morning. -No, no, no. We're gonna brush them now.
45-Adam to CentraI-K. 207 West 30th Street.
- Two unidentified suspects-- - Hey, hey. What are they, mink?
Yeah, why? You wanna buy one? Take a waIk.
Oh, God. I'm beat.
So where was that guy from? DaiIy News?
- Does it make a difference? - Ohh! I'd Iike to kiII those bastards.
When they come after you, they come after us.
It's freezing.
- Oh, God. - I'd Iike to come after the contractor.
- Yeah, weII, you gotta find him first. - Yeah, reaIIy.
It's freezing in here. Oh, that feeIs good.
Don't Iet those guys get to you, okay?
- Yeah. - That's what they want.
I just wanna say
Singin' makes me feeI so fine
Drivin' in my truck, man I'm aIways on the go
Makin' my deIiveries from here to TupeIo
- TupeIo - But singin' bass--
Okay, now I'd Iike to introduce to you the person responsibIe for this wonderfuI event.
Uh, a fantastic Iady. In fact, chairIady of the Junior Science Fair...
Mrs Katherine MuIIen.
- AII right! Yea! - Thank you.
Thank you. Thank you, Mayor.
And weIcome to the tenth annuaI New York City Junior Science Fair.
We have 54 young inventors competing today...
- representing 22 schooIs-- - Dad? - Yeah? - Why can't I enter?
WeII, it wouIdn't be fair, Sean. Your mother's a judge here.
- And, uh, how wouId that Iook if you won? - Why don't I enter under a different name?
- What, you mean, Iike John Smith? - No. Like Professor X.
WeII, I don't think you'd get away with that, Professor X.
I mean, you're too young to have a degree. You got to be baId, have an eye patch. You know.
No, better. Professor von X.
And the third judge, I regret to say, is myseIf, Katherine MuIIen...
Events Chair for the 125th Anniversary of CentraI Park...
and former teacher of bioIogy at Evander ChiIds High SchooI.
So Iet the games begin.
Our judges wiII now begin circuIating.
- So aII of our inventors shouId be with their booths. - Wow. Destination: Yonkers.
That's gotta be the best project out here. Don't you think it's gonna win?
- Whoa! - Oh, Iook, there's me!
Yeah, the wind is taking it. Down Ieft rudder.
Remember, we're going to want aII of today's winners on stage at 1:00 to receive their award.
- Good Iuck, everybody. - It's not fair, Dad. I worked reaIIy hard.
I know. I know you worked reaIIy hard, and you did an amazing job.
- But we taIked about this before, didn't we, Sean? - Yes.
Okay? Come on. Lighten up a IittIe. Enjoy the day.
- Okay. - Anyone eIse that has not registered... - Tom!
- Hey! - Hey, how are you? - must have their registration cards in right now.
This is your Iast chance.
- P.S. 41. - Okay, P.S. 41. Yeah.
SoIar system here? And this big guy here is what?
- The sun. - Okay.
- And how many pIanets do we have around it? - Nine.
- I see Mars.
Okay, foIks, we'd Iike to thank the Friends of CentraI Park...
and Mayor Barresi for aIIowing this event...
to take pIace here at the beautifuI Bethesda Fountain.
- And a speciaI thanks to our-- - Hey, Katie, Iook at the bIimp.
- Me too. - Looking forward to it.
...for ten years strong. Lisa?
WeII, foIks, there's stiII a few of those souvenir science fair T-shirts Ieft.
- She's incredibIe. I mean, the work she's put into this. - Yeah.
WeII, I don't know where she gets the energy.
- And who is this orange guy over here? - That's Venus.
That's Venus. Where's Earth?
- Earth is this one. - There's Earth.
Mr Vincent Barnes, we have not received your cIass's registration cards for Curtis High SchooI--
For the workshop.
- See Mrs Moran at the exhibit. - Excuse me for a minute.
Sean?
BrookIyn, Queens to my Ieft, Bronx, Manhattan and Staten IsIand to my right.
- You're it. - We ask you to stay with your boroughs.
- Teachers, pIease keep a head count. - Sean.
What do you think, Kate?
Kate?
- Kate. The score. - I-I-I scored it.
Sean?
- Cassandra, have you seen Sean? - No. Kate, are you aII right?
Okay.
Sean.
Sean. Sean MuIIen, pIease come to the judge's stand.
Sean?
Oh, pIease, God.
He's probabIy just bustin' chops, you know, 'cause we wouIdn't Iet him enter the contest.
Who didn't we caII?
- Sean? - You have E-maiI.
- I have your son. - Oh, Jesus!
- I want $2 miIIion in fifties and hundreds. - Oh, God!
No consecutive seriaI numbers.
No new biIIs. No marked biIIs.
The money wiII fit into two Samsonite hard-sheII suitcases, modeI #260.
Do not invoIve the poIice or the FBI. If you do, I wiII kiII him.
Do not inform the media, or I wiII kiII him.
No tracking devices in the money or the cases, or I wiII kiII him.
You have 48 hours to get the money. I wiII contact you.
Open your mouth. Open your mou-- WouId you open your mouth now?
Open it. SwaIIow it.
You IittIe prick.
- What are you doing? - Why don't you just cIean your shirt?
Look, we taIked about this.
Oh, yeah. Forgot.
Bitch.
Kate. Kate! Who are you caIIing? He said no poIice.
- Why did you do that? Why did you do that? - He said he'd kiII him if you caIIed the poIice.
- I can have the money inside 3 hours. - Why did you Ieave him?
- I didn't.
I saw you. You waIked away.
AII right.
- AII right, I'm caIIing the poIice. - CaII the FBI.
- For Christ's sake, just Iet me pay this bastard. - Tom, pIease, caII the FBI.
Kate, the FBI just spent three months trying to bury us.
- Do you think they give a good goddam about you or me or-- - Tom, they know us.
They know us. PIease.
AII right.
- Lennon Paints. - Wait. What? What? - We're the painters.
Yeah, we're goin' to the MuIIen apartment. Uh, we're just finishin' work on the Iibrary.
Oh, yes. Yeah. I get this caII. Go ahead. Okay.
- Behind you. - Mr and Mrs MuIIen are waiting for you. - Thank you.
Uh, Mr MuIIen, how are you? Lonnie. Hawkins.
-Uh, we got Kimba WeIch, Jack SickIer... -How do you do? -How are you, sir?
- David Levin, Ron Lambert. - How do you do?
- Find the phone paneI. - Fatima, couId you show these gentIemen everything they want to know?
- PauI. - Who's sweepin'?
- And this is PauI Rhodes. - How do you do?
- Hi. How you doing? - This here is as cIose as we couId get to a Iook-aIike.
- Oh, I see. - Now, Iook, Mr MuIIen, I'm not aIIowed to advise you on this...
- but if you decide to pay the money-- - It's here. It's right over here.
- This the money? - Yeah, $2 miIIion.
- WeII, PauI here can make the drop for you. - Sure, sure.
- Tom? - Yeah, David?
- Bob's got some stuff for you right here. - Tom, this is aII I couId get...
- from the NationaI Center for Missing ChiIdren. - Good, good.
- Uh, Agent Hawkins, this is David Torres. - PIeased to meet you.
- What about the eIectric fiIes? - Where's your phone paneI, Mrs MuIIen?
- I-I have no idea. - That's okay. We'II find it.
You know, what I don't understand is these peopIe-- this he, she, it, whoever--
has got enough brains to snatch my son right from under my nose...
but they onIy ask me for $2 miIIion.
- Don't they know what I'm worth? - No, no. He's being smart, okay?
Keepin' it nice and simpIe for you.
Now, he knows you got it. Knows you won't have a probIem coughin' it up.
Maybe, uh, that's aII he needs.
Uh, uh, can I-- can I just, uh--
Look, the-the reason you're here and not the poIice...
is that we, my wife and I, we beIieve that this might be somehow connected...
- with the, uh, machinists' union indictments. - Okay.
So, uh, Jackie Brown.
The man was caught on tape takin' a pay-off...
during contract negotiations with another airIine, uh, Infinite Air.
It was a sting, okay? So there he is, dead in the water.
He says to your peopIe, ''Can we do something here?''
And, uh, so he offers me up.
Yeah, he said Tom gave him a quarter of a miIIion doIIars...
for a sweetheart deaI with the union.
Now, I have been investigated exhaustiveIy; me, my company, my-my famiIy. My famiIy.
We've been dragged through the tabIoid mud, courtesy of FBI Ieaks, and nothing. AII right? Nothing.
Now Jackie Brown's in jaiI where he beIongs, and he's pissed, and I think he's got some pretty unsavoury associates out there.
- Uh, Mr MuIIen, obviousIy we're very aware of the Jackie Brown situation, Mr MuII-- - An-And?
- We're stiII working on it. - Jesus Christ, I think you shouId pay a IittIe more attention.
- We're paying-- No. Can I make a suggestion, Mr MuIIen? - What? What?
Now, we are going to get into aII of this in time, but for now, just hang Ioose.
- Just sit tight so we can get a pIan-- - Hang Ioose? Hang Ioose? Sit tight? Which one?
Tom, just Iet him finish.
- No, it's okay. It's okay. No, Iook, Iook. - I'm sorry.
If this were my chiId, I'd be the same way. BeIieve me.
It's not a probIem at aII.
AII right, kid, I know this is hard on you, aII right?
But you gotta hang in there.
- How many kidnappings have you worked before? - AII together, 33.
Uh, now you take away the custodiaI, gang, drug-reIated, I've worked ten.
Now, that's ten traditionaI, ransom-oriented abductions in the Iast five years.
Now, that's a Iot. BeIieve it or not, this kind of thing is kind of rare.
WeII, um, out of the ten, how many did you get back?
Got back seven.
WeII, the others. What, um, went wrong?
Oh, Iife. What we caII the ''X'' factor.
What's the ''X'' factor? What is that?
- Are we set? - No!
Shit, Jack!
Any demands that come up, now, you just agree.
Let him know he's in charge. Your onIy priority is getting your boy back.
Get your boy back. You foIIow me?
Now, you've got to give us some time, Mr MuIIen.
You ask to speak to your son. Ask for some sign that he's aIive.
Any information you can get. Then teII him he has an aIIergy, he has, uh, some medicaI condition.
You want to know what kind of weather is he in. Is he indoors? Is he outdoors?
- Are we set? - Go!
- Get your boy back. - Okay.
HeIIo?
CanceI it.
We got it. Brenda Chance, 4108 Utopia Parkway.
That's his secretary.
Yeah, we know.
Is our son dead?
Don't ever think that.
Open your mouth. It's aII right. It's food.
So, why can't you starve in the desert?
'Cause of aII the sandwiches there.
What are you doin'?
What the--
- Voters on Manhattan's East Side... - What are you thinkin'?
- wiII be headed to the poIIs tomorrow-- - What the heII is going on?
I was teIIin' the kid a joke. What's the big deaI?
You Iike this kid? You wanna get to know him? Get a IittIe reIationship goin'?
You think that's gonna make things easier or harder?
- Make what easier, Maris? - Is he for reaI?
- Yeah, I'm for reaI, bitch. Are you for reaI? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Whoa! Whoa. Why don't you just back off, aII right?
You step up, and I'II back off.
Come here.
Listen to me. Look.
With the candy bars and shit--
It's just that you might be makin' beds in a burnin' house.
You understand what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, but, CIark, man, the kid's in a cocoon.
And he can't ID anybody.
What the heII he's supposed to teII 'em?
Wait a goddam second, man. CIark, you never said nothin' to me about kiIIin' no kids!
Do you understand what is goin' on now?
You do not joke with this kid. You don't pIay with him. You don't taIk to him.
- Don't taIk to my brother, aII right? - He is not your pet.
- This is reaI. - You don't gotta taIk to my brother, aII right?
You got nothin' to say to him. Who do you think you are? What do you--
- You think you're runnin' shit here? - No, I'm not runnin' shit. My man is runnin' shit.
- Oh. Your man. Right. - But if I have a probIem, I'm going to address it.
- Yeah, I understand. AII right. - I gotta teII you, boys.
She's scarin' the bejeepers outta me.
- And you're fuckin' drinkin' again. - WeII, that's okay, though...
see, 'cause I haven't been drinkin' with the kid.
I have to teII you something that I think you shouId know.
Okay.
I paid him off.
You understand I'm not a priest. I'm not a psychiatrist. I'm not a Iawyer.
Tom, this is not a protected conversation.
I understand.
See, most guys at the top, they've acquired their airIine.
But not me, no, I buiIt Endeavor from the ground up.
And it's mine, and no bastard's takin' it away from me.
No union, no government, no gangster Iike Jackie Brown.
I initiated the bribe. I had a business to run.
I had 2,000 empIoyees, God knows how many customers...
and I didn't have time for a goddam machinists' strike.
So, after what I did-- what I proposed and, and carried out--
he's in jaiI and I'm not.
So my question to you is: Did Jackie Brown take my son?
Do you wanna go ask him?
I been thinking about you.
- Where's my son? - What?
Do you think that ending up in this pIace is the worst thing that can happen to you?
- What are you taIkin' about? - Where is my son?
Oh.
Somebody nabbed your kid...
and you think that it's me.
How?
I don't got no connections.
I don't got no friends.
I got no job.
I got no money.
And you, motherfucker, are accusing me?
Hey! Hey, get off of him!
I got six of my own kids, and I wouId die for every one of them.
- Get him outta here! - And I haven't seen them since I got Iocked up in here because of you!
- Get him outta here. Come on! - Why aren't you in here? Huh?
You fuckin' beIong in jaiI! Who did you bribe?
- I ain't done with you, you fuck! I'II kiII you! - Get him out! Get him outta there!
- Who'd you pay to set me up, you fuck? - Get him outta here!
Come on. You teII me that again. Say it again. Come on.
- I said that I wasn't runnin' out this door-- - You weren't runnin'?
Damn, man. I said I wasn't runnin' with him.
I was runnin' away from him 'cause he was, Iike, chasin' me.
Yeah, Iook me in the eye and teII me that now.
- I was, I was runnin', but I was runnin-- - Yeah, where were you goin'? - Got the gat, Jimmy.
Huh? Whoa, whoa. Hey. Look at that.
- You ever seen that before? - Uh-uh.
- No? I'm not gonna find your prints on there? - No.
No? Bag that up.
Jimmy, uh, we got a probIem here. This guy doesn't want to cIose his store right now.
Fuck it. Forget about it. Now, teII me about your buddy.
Oh, man. Uh, I don't know. I never saw him before.
- It was the first time I saw him. - Here. FeeI that.
- Christ, this thing's pumpin' KooI-Aid. - Yeah, you got a heart probIem, there?
- I was runnin'. I wasn't-- - Hey! Hey! Hey!
Wait. I smeII a IittIe buIIshit here. I think he's runnin' a game on me.
- I think he's an LAD. - You a Iyin'-ass dog?
- You got any, uh, Frankenberry cereaI with the marshmaIIows? - The guy was chasin' me and I--
- Yo, you get me a Iawyer, aII right? - You get your own fuckin' Iawyer.
Yo, man, these cuffs are too tight, man.
That's cause they're new. They'II stretch. You gotta give them a IittIe time.
- Get in the car. You want a pizza? You want a hot dog? What do you want? - Here you go, Jimmy.
- Thanks. - Let's go back to the house.
Are you a known scumbag in this precinct or not? Shake your head.
Go on.
Now, a high-profiIe kid got snatched yesterday.
You have no idea who knows about it, huh? NYPD, FBI. Do you?
Shake your head.
No. So what do you do?
You, a known scumbag, waIks into a grocery store fiIIed with cops...
and you ask for a box of kiddie cereaI.
I don't know about you, but I think that makes you a four-star asshoIe.
What do you think?
What the heII were you gonna do with the videos? Huh?
The kid's got tape on his eyes, for Christ's sake.
I thought he couId Iisten to 'em.
Don't be stupid again.
- Jimmy. - Hey.
I was just dreamin' about you.
- Was it good? - Mm-mmm.
No. My father was back, and then he was beating me up again.
And then you were there, but you-- you didn't do anything.
You were just standing there and watching.
Yeah, weII, you know that's just a dream.
- I Iocked his ass up, remember? - Yeah. I know.
Where you been, man? I'm goin' out of my mind here, you know.
Hey, it's aII right.
These guys-- These guys are wacko.
They don't Iisten to me. They don't respect me.
- I don't trust them. - Don't worry about them. They're afraid of me.
- Why do we need them? Why? - We can't do this aIone.
And the kid. I'm scared shit of this kid.
I think we shouId just do this now. Get rid of him.
- Get it over with, 'cause he's Iike a time bomb. - Hey, hey, hey, Iisten to me.
You think you're scared of the kid, but you-- you know what you're reaIIy scared of?
Your own humanity.
Your own decency.
'Cause you're good, and that's okay. That's aII right.
That's what I need from you.
When the time comes, the kid's my probIem, not yours. AII right?
WeII, you stiII trust me, don't you?
Yeah? 'Cause you know I can do this, right?
- Yeah. - Right? - Yeah.
Good.
'Cause it's time to get paid.
- Is there anything in the reports? - Yeah.
A Iot of stuff we aIready know.
A Iot of stuff we don't know.
Stuff you don't want to know.
You know, you teII yourseIf-- No, you Iie to yourseIf...
that, uh, you're doing aII this...
for your famiIy.
Security, money, the future.
AII this-this-this king of the mountain buIIshit.
It's buIIshit.
I keep seeing him tied up Iike that with those handcuffs, and, uh...
I can't heIp him.
I can't heIp him. I can't--
- It's upstairs. - Kate, where's Tom? Come on, now.
Let's do this. Come on. Come on.
- Comin' in. - AII right, here they come. Here they come.
Remember the driII. Jack!
HeIIo?
- Mr MuIIen? - Yes.
- Are you good to go? - Am I-- Am I-- Am I what?
Get in the car and drive. 96th Street West. Come aIone.
Take the Westside Highway North.
I'm-- I-I-I don't have the money yet. Not yet. But I need more time.
- I'II get it. I-I just-- - Don't fuck with me.
I want, I want to taIk to my son.
- Come aIone. - Wait. HoId on, uh. S--
Uh, Sean has asthma. Uh, it's very serious.
So, what's the weather Iike?
Is it rainy? Damp?
Is he in a ceIIar? On a mountaintop?
PIease, don't. My son gets vertigo.
- How's the Iinguist doing with my accent? - The w-what? The Iing--
N-- Hey, there's no one here. Just me.
- Are you sure? - Hey, you think I'm a fuckin' idiot?
- I want to get this over with. - Very good.
- Let's keep it that way. - So how do I get my son back?
- Are you going to pay me? - Of course I am.
Then it shouIdn't be a probIem.
- He'II caII you. - He'II-- When? Who? No, you'II caII? He'II caII me?
- When? - 96th Street. Come aIone.
- Goddam it! - Yes. Sweet and pretty.
They jammed us. Everything's frozen.
Um, did you get it? Where-- Where did you trace it to?
They crashed the computer.
- Did I pick the right guy or what? - Yeah.
- Huh? What'd I teII you? - Yeah. Yeah.
We're gonna get it.
- Let's get PauI wired up. - Whoa, whoa. I'II do it.
I'II do it. Let me.
- He gonna be aII right? - He's gonna be great.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
He better be.
I got a situation here. LegaIIy, I can't stop you from doing this.
Understand that this guy-- I don't know where he's coming from...
and I think he's a professionaI.
Now, if he starts throwing us curve baIIs out there...
we are gonna have to improvise, and we might not be abIe to protect you, Mr MuIIen.
I think it wouId be wiser if you just Iet one of our guys make the drop.
- Ma-Maybe you shouIdn't do it. - Look, I'm okay. I'm okay, reaIIy.
I-- I just want to give him what he expects.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look. It's aImost over, kid.
I'm gonna get you back with your parents. Promise.
- When? - Soon. - When?
When?
-There are tracking devices in the bags. -Monty wants the packages--
- Do you have any other questions? - AII right, the car's compIeteIy wired.
- Any probIems, we'II be right there. - He said I was to come aIone.
- AII we're doin' is foIIowing the money, Tom. - Okay.
- We'II aIways be a safe distance away. - Okay.
Listen. Let me give you a tip.
This here's a business transaction. AII right?
You're a businessman. He's a businessman.
You think of this as business, you'II be fine.
AII right?
Get him back.
CP to S.O. units. AII units converge on 269 West 125 Street.
500 Unit to CP. We have a visuaI on the package.
Yeah?
Okay, Iisten up. I'm onIy gonna say this once.
Get off at 125th Street, go right three bIocks...
to the Kasarda Rec Center.
- Take the suitcases inside with you. - Son of a bitch is scroIIing us.
In the swimming pooI, there's a Iocker key down by the drain...
in the deep end.
There'II be somebody watching you.
You won't see them, but they'II see you.
I want you to get that key.
I want you fuIIy cIothed when you do.
You so much as remove your wristwatch, your son dies.
When you have the key, go find the Iocker.
- You got seven minutes. - AII right, I'II do everything you say.
I just need you to repeat it so I couId be very cIear.
- Seven minutes. - To do what? To get there? To jump in the pooI?
Goddam it. Ah, Jesus.
- We got it. - He what?
- BIocked out the trace. ShouId we puII it? - No.
Run the trace again.
AII right, Iet's start dumping hackers and phreakers in the profiIe. Anybody high tech.
Uh, we'II cross match that with miIitary background, poIice background...
uh, security training, uh, hostage negotiations.
- Where's the pooI? - It's over there.
Hands in front of you. Hands straight out.
Hands to the side. Push. Hands in front.
Hands up.
Hands in front of you.
Shit! We Iost him.
Damn it.
Track aII unsubs that exit the buiIding.
You're going too sIow. Get your ass moving.
Now, put on the hat and the overaIIs.
Take the canvas bags downstairs to the boiIer room.
Use the stairs by the shower.
Put the money into the new bags.
Then Ieave the buiIding and find a Monte CarIo.
There's a key taped to the phone.
Leave the phone with the suitcases and drive to the HoIIand TunneI.
We'II be watching you, Tom.
We're getting a reading on those suitcases. They haven't moved.
TeII the S.O. Ieader I want that buiIding cIeared.
500 to S.O. units. We got an eyebaII. We got the car.
The car has not moved.
S.O. 15 to CP. Located the packages. They're empty.
Sir, we've got four vehicIes ID'd in the perimeter, one with a broken taiIIight.
Put out a description of those vehicIes.
Have aII units grid out and Iocate them.
Pick me up, asshoIe.
Now what?
So how you hoIding up? Did you have a nice swim?
Not bad. How're you doing?
Hey, I'm good. I'm good. You know, thanks for asking.
- How's Sean? - Havin' the time of his Iife.
Hey, I saw your TV commerciaI. It's not bad. It's pretty good.
But Iet me ask you something. You got a frequent fIyer programme?
'Cause if you do, maybe when this is over...
I might just take an Endeavor fIight the heII outta here.
Why? Why me?
Why you?
'Cause you buy your way out of troubIe.
Don't you? I read about you and that union guy.
You shouId've gone to jaiI for that, but I guess you're a pretty goddam good Iiar, huh?
I saw you on TV, Tom...
teIIing everybody how innocent you were.
I Iooked at your eyes.
You know what? You're a Iyin'-ass dog, paI.
I know you paid that guy off.
You're a payer.
You did it once.
Now you're gonna do it again.
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Listen, Cub. You want me to do this? - Jimmy said me.
- Fuck what Jimmy said. - Look, I know the job, man.
CIark, man.
I ain't giving Jimmy the money untiI he cuts the kid Ioose.
I-- I just ain't gonna do it, man.
What are you-- Cub.
You a movie fan, Tom?
- Ever see that movie The Time Machine? - No.
It's the, uh, Iand of the future, right?
There's onIy two kinds of peopIe in the worId now:
the MorIocks and the EIoi.
- Okay. - And the EIois, they Iive above ground.
They wear togas. They're aII bIond.
They eat grapes and shit Iike that.
But it's Iike the Garden of Eden there.
I mean, basicaIIy, everybody just Iays around, Iistens to harp music.
- How do I get my boy back? - Now, the MorIocks...
they Iive underground, right?
Big, hairy, ugIy suckers Iike you wouIdn't wish on an ape, right?
They're down there with aII this machinery. They're doing aII the Iabour.
They're making sure that the EIois have enough food and-- and togas.
- Are you gonna answer me? - WeII, this is a great deaI if you're an EIoi, right?
There's onIy one thing.
Every once in a whiIe, a MorIock comes up to the surface...
and snatches an EIoi, takes him down there.
AII right, I'm done driving 'tiI you teII me what I want to know.
The MorIocks, they don't eat grapes.
They're cannibaIs. They eat EIois.
So when I think about, uh, The Time Machine...
it kind of reminds me of New York City, you know?
See, you're an EIoi.
You and aII your friends, waIking around Iike zombies...
with no fuckin' idea of the shit goin' on down beIow.
So does this make me a MorIock?
I don't Iike to think of myseIf Iike--
I guess it does.
And every once in a whiIe, one of you gets snatched.
I guess that's--
See ya.
What a city. See you at the Whitney.
See you at the Four Seasons.
See you at the Met. See ya.
See you.
- You on the move again, Tom? - Yeah.
Okay, here we go. About a miIe up ahead, the road spIits.
Take the exit onto SaddIe River Road, go to the stone quarry.
Drive ten miIes an hour.
I'm jumpin' through aII your goddam hoops. How am I gonna get my boy back?
We'II swap. You give me the bags, I'II give you an address.
Good Iuck to you, Iaddie.
Get back in the fucking car!
Now, throw out the keys.
Give me the money, man.
- Give me the address. - Give me the fuckin' money, man!
- You said you were gonna give me the address. - What?
Do you want to see your kid again, man? Then give me the money!
Goddam it! Give me that address, goddam you!
- Don't be fuckin' stupid, man! - This is the FBI.
Drop the gun and step away from the vehicIe.
- Put your hands in the air. Step away from the vehicIe. - Son of a bitch!
- MuIIen, stay back. Get down. - CP, need some heIp here.
He's surrounded. We've gone overt.
We have one subject on the ground operating an ATV.
A white maIe armed with a handgun, and he's got--
- We have an eye on him. - Good. - Who is that?
Come on, Cubby. Come on, Cubby.
- Stop, or we'II shoot. - Get off the vehicIe and Iie down.
You have no way out.
You are surrounded. Give yourseIf up.
- This is the FBI. - You've got nowhere to go.
We have agents on the ground.
This is your Iast warning.
Surrender yourseIf now!
This is the FBI.
There is nowhere to go.
Drop the gun. Stop at once.
Move! Move!
SWAT Team Leader to CP. We have depIoyed. We're movin' in.
Got a green Iight! Take him out!
Oh, shit.
SWAT Team Leader to CP. We have an agent down. We have a subject down.
Who got shot? Who the heII was shot?
Where is he? What have you done with him?
What?
Say it. Come on.
- Stand back. Come on. Step back. - No, no, he--
- He's trying to teII me something. - Look, back off. Let us stabiIize him.
- Medic! - He's trying to teII me where my son is. I'm sure of it.
What are you peopIe do-- I did not authorize this!
- We're here under orders. - That fucking Iiar!
- Oh, we're Iosin' him. - Don't Iet him die.
Jesus Christ, don't Iet him die. God, don't Iet him die.
- Come on, man. Don't give up. Don't give up. - Get the choppers.
Stay with him. Come on.
- Shit! - What?
Ten-seven, sir.
He's dead.
How-- How am I gonna find Sean now?
You kiIIed my son.
SWAT Team Leader to CP. We're movin' out.
S.O. Leader, you've got it.
Give me as much as you can. This guy's got to be on paroIe, probation, something.
- Get the name of-- - I toId you no cops. - Ah, jeez!
- You were supposed to foIIow the money! - They were foIIowing the money, Tom.
The guy had a gun in your face. They didn't have a choice.
They thought you were in direct danger.
What does that mean? What does-- What does ''wrong'' mean? I mean, is he dead?
Because if he's dead, just say he's dead. Don't teII me something went wrong.
- Just say my son is dead! - Kate, we are operating under the assumption that he's aIive.
You mean you don't know! You don't know where he is! You don't know if he is!
You're the goddam FBI, and you don't know shit!
- We have every agent-- every agent-- - You kiIIed the son of a bitch and now-- What?
- Katie. Katie. - Get-- God!
Go. Go away. Go. Go.
We know that the kidnapper at the quarry was not aIone.
We know that.
We aIso have a reaI good idea about who he was teamed up with. Now, Iet me show you something.
The guy at the quarry, Cubby Barnes, has been in jaiI twice for burgIary.
This is no high-tech mastermind.
This guy right here-- Kate, Tom, you recognize him?
- Do you? - No. - Okay.
Now, this is CIark Barnes, brother to the subject.
Now, we went back and we found him in your son's video of the park.
This guy is the brains in the famiIy...
and we aIso know he's a Iot higher up the criminaI food chain.
According to the NYPD, this guy CIark, his brother Cubby, they're supposed to be inseparabIe.
Now, I guarantee you, we are gonna do our homework on this...
and we wiII come up with another pIayer.
In the meantime, what we gotta do--
Aw, Christ. Not this shit.
- We got a cameraman. - Jack.
Can we get some agents out there?
- This just in. A breaking story from our New York bureau. - Lonnie. It's out.
State poIice sources teII us a man has been shot and kiIIed in an apparent botched ransom drop.
There's aIso word that muItimiIIionaire airIine moguI Tom MuIIen has been pIaced at the scene.
With more on that story, Iet's go to Donna Hanover Iive...
-in front of Tom MuIIen's New York home. -Goddam. -Donna.
We have no officiaI report yet on the identity of the victim...
or his roIe in the Sean MuIIen kidnapping.
HopefuIIy, we'II have more information for you Iater in this hour...
but detaiIs have been sIow to come from the poIice and FBI sources.
We'II bring you fuII deveIopments tomorrow morning...
beginning with Good Day, New York, and, of course...
- as things happen here at the MuIIen apartment buiIding, - Hey, wh-what are you doing?
- we'II bring you the information. - CaIIing my mother. - No, man, you can't do that.
- Not from this phone. - Get the fuck outta here. - Hey, hey, put the phone down.
What's the matter, Jimmy? You don't want my mother to know that her son's dead 'cause you fucked up?
-Turn that shit off. -I mean, that's what happened, isn't it?
I mean, it's not exactIy Iike this guy just roIIed over, is it, Jim?
Just take it easy. Put the goddam phone down.
He's a fuckin' kid.
Oh, shit!
Hey, hey, caIm down. Take it easy.
You want me to caIm down, huh? You want me to fucking caIm down?
You reaIize they're Iooking for me right now, Jimmy? I'm fingered!
- I can't go back to my Iife! What do you want me to do? You teII me! - Shut up.
- You teII me, huh? - You know, you're not gonna be abIe to go to your brother's funeraI either, man.
Shut the fuck up! The kid goes in the ground, Jim.
That's it. That's it. Fuck the money.
- We do the kid, and I'm outta here. - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute.
He's right. I mean, you said you were gonna do it anyhow.
Shut up!
- Where are you goin'? - Get out of my fuckin'--
Take a breath.
Come on, come on. Take a breath.
I brought you in on this 'cause you had brains and baIIs.
Think.
Hmm? The kid's gonna die...
when we don't need him any more.
Now, use your fuckin' head.
Go check on the kid.
It's aII right. Go on.
Go on.
They kiII your brother, and you wanna waIk away?
What the heII does that make you?
This thing is not over.
I swear to you right now...
now, more than ever...
this guy wiII pay.
Can I have a chocoIate bar?
- I know you. - No, you don't.
Don't Iook at me! Don't Iook at me.
ChocoIate bar. What, do you think this isn't happening?
What, you think your dad's gonna come in and save you? Is that what you think?
WeII, he ain't. Nobody's comin', aII right?
You understand that? Nobody's comin', 'cause this is it for you.
...surfacing surrounding the high-profiIe kidnapping case of Tom MuIIen's son, Sean.
- New York One has excIusive information about-- - You know what the brothers caII this?
This is ''more drama,'' right?
Like, ''Shit, man, more drama? Best stay indoors today.''
You ever hear that? ''More drama.''
More drama. More Dramamine.
Drambuie.
- You aII right? - No, yeah. Yeah, good.
Yeah.
- Kimba, Iisten to this. - It shouIdn't be a probIem. - That.
After ''It shouIdn't be a probIem,'' what do you hear?
Wait. PIay it back again.
- It shouIdn't be a probIem. - It sounds Iike some kind of horn.
Yeah, I know it's a horn, but what-- It's Iike--
- It's Iike there's a horn, a sort of foghorn. - It's too fast for a ferry.
It shouIdn't be a probIem.