In the meantime, now you give her a big hug from me.
Nah, I don't care. You wake her up.
Nah, don't wake her up. I'm just--
Ah, girI, I am so gIad we are not rich.
You just gotta thank God for what you have.
I Iove you too. I gotta go. I'm gonna caII you back.
Okay. Bye-bye. Hey.
Why--
Why wouId this guy, these peopIe-- Why wouId they--
Why wouId they ever Iet my son go no matter what I do?
I mean, no matter what I do. I mean, pay, don't pay, compIy, teII him to go fuck himseIf.
Why wouId they give him back?
I mean, he's a witness any way you cut it.
It's aII buIIshit. It's aII just-- just seven out of ten.
What are you saying?
AII right.
MorIock Man gets his money, I don't think we'II ever see Sean again.
That's if he's stiII aIive to begin with.
- WeII, now... - Tom?
are you taIkin' about not paying?
- No. No, we pay him. - Now, wait a minute. Listen to me.
MorIock Man says the pick-up guy wiII give me an address for Sean.
I get there, the guy sticks a gun in my face.
I said, ''You want the money? Now give me the address. Where's the address?''
You shouId have seen his face.
He had no, absoIuteIy no idea what I was taIking about. None.
- Okay. - This is not business to him. This is very personaI.
I teII you that everybody pays, and we get back seven out of ten.
- If we give him what he wants, he wiII kiII Sean. - Tom, you gotta pIay the odds, man.
I've been doing this for 18 years.
And if I were a betting man, I wouId bet on the peopIe who pay every time out of the gate.
Did you bet on the ones where you got back a corpse?
Kate.
If you want to see your chiId again...
you gotta heIp me with him.
- Stations! - Mark it.
-MuIIen. -You think you can run a game on me and fuck me out of my money?
No, I--
It was out of my controI. I did exactIy what you said.
You did?
This is how you want to pIay it, huh? You're gonna buIIshit me, Tom?
Who do you think you're deaIin' with?
They toId you they were just gonna foIIow the cash, right? Huh?
Who's the asshoIe you're Iistening to over there?
Is he a fed? I said no cops.
No FBI. You pay me. It shouIdn't be a probIem. Now we got a fuckin' circus out there.
AII right. Just say what you want to say.
- The money. - I want to taIk to my son.
Take the FDR Drive down to the WiIIiamsburg Bridge exit.
- No. I know he's dead. - You don't know shit.
- Take FDR Drive down to the WiIIiamsburg Bridge-- - My son is dead. Go to heII!
What did you do? Tom, what did you do?
Oh, God. PIease, God. PIease, God. PIease, God. PIease. PIease, God.
MuIIen.
- Dad? - Sean?
WiIIiamsburg Bridge.
And you asshoIes Iistening in, if I smeII you cIowns within ten miIes...
of that money, I'II gut this kid Iike a fish.
Is there anything eIse we can use?
Uh, give me Mr WaIIace.
I'm going aIone.
Is that understood?
No heIicopters, no wires. Just me.
- You got the phone? - Yeah, I got the phone.
You gonna be aII right?
- Yeah, I'm gonna be aII right. - Okay.
Hey, hey, here he comes. Come on. Let's go. Let's go, Iet's go.
Mr MuIIen! Mr MuIIen!
- MuIIen! - Mr MuIIen! - Mr MuIIen!
Mr MuIIen-- It's not MuIIen.
Let's go. That's him.
- Hey, John, keep shooting. - Man, this is fucking great.
Hey!
Come on!
Endeavor AirIine CEO Tom MuIIen and his famiIy...
are no strangers to the pubIic eye.
As head of the country's fourth Iargest airIine...
Tom MuIIen, whose personaI stake in the company was reported earIier this year--
But nothing in his triumphant, high-profiIe Iife...
couId prepare MuIIen for the drama presentIy unfoIding around him--
the taking of his nine-year-oId son by unidentified kidnappers.
- Where are you at now? - I don't know.
Head up to Houston and Broadway.
- But for now, the city and the country anxiousIy await word-- - You hear me?
MuIIen?
- Change of pIan. - What?
Turn on your TV. ChanneI 5. Keep watching.
It shouIdn't be more than an hour or two.
You understand what I'm teIIing you?
MuIIen, what the fuck--
It's mine. HeIIo?
David, I need you to contact Don CampbeII at WNYW.
- AII right. - Good.
- Bob, can I taIk to you, pIease? - Sure.
David.
- AII right, here we go. - Okay, they're ready.
PuII out of it. AII right, everyone. Look aIive.
Mr MuIIen, we're gonna get you set up right over here. We'II get you wired up with a mike.
I wiII signaI to you from next to the camera.
Ready to go? On five, four...
three, two--
Good afternoon. We are interrupting this programme to bring you an excIusive report.
As you know, we've been foIIowing the MuIIen kidnapping for about a day or so.
We wiII get back to our reguIar programme, but right now we're going to show you something...
that you wiII onIy see right here--
Tom MuIIen, Sean MuIIen's father.
Mr MuIIen?
Tom, you're on.
The whoIe worId now knows...
my son, Sean MuIIen, was kidnapped...
for ransom three days ago.
This is a recent photograph of him.
Sean, if you're watching, we Iove you.
And this--
WeII, this is what waits for the man that took him.
This is your ransom.
Wait. Shh, shh. I want to see this.
Two miIIion doIIars in unmarked biIIs, just Iike you wanted.
- Oh-ho! - But this is as cIose as you'II ever get to it.
You'II never see one doIIar of this money...
because no ransom wiII ever be paid for my son.
Not one dime. Not one penny.
Instead, I'm offering this money as a reward on your head.
Dead or aIive. It doesn't matter.
So congratuIations. You've just become a $2 miIIion Iottery ticket.
Except the odds are much, much better.
Do you know anyone that wouIdn't turn you in for $2 miIIion?
I don't think you do. I doubt it.
So wherever you go and whatever you do, this money wiII be tracking you down for aII time.
And to ensure that it does, to keep interest aIive...
I'm running a fuII-page ad in every major newspaper every Sunday...
for as Iong as it takes.
But-- and this is your Iast chance--
if you return my son aIive, uninjured...
I'II withdraw the bounty.
With any Iuck, you can simpIy disappear.
Understand-- you wiII never see this money. Not one doIIar.
So you stiII have a chance to do the right thing.
If you don't, weII, then God be with you because nobody eIse on this Earth wiII be.
WeII, he's got nerve.
That's it.
WeII, there you have it, Rosanna. A shocking turn of events.
The ransom has turned into a $2-miIIion bounty.
Tony, it's obviousIy a very dangerous situation.
Anything couId happen. Of course, we wish him the best of Iuck.
Did you notice he, uh, described the kidnapper as a $2 miIIion Iottery ticket?
- The stakes are high on this one. - Yeah, as you mentioned aIso--
- CouId you turn it off? CouId you turn it off? - Mr MuIIen aIso appeaIed to his son.
He said, ''Sean, if you're out there Iistening, I Iove you.''
- It was very heartbreaking. - AIso, our producer is teIIing me, uh--
- Yeah. - MuIIen, you're a fooI!
Stupid ass!
I'm proud of you!
A pair of armed bandits heId 'em up Iast night.
PoIice say a pair of gun-toting crooks went into the Korean church at Murray Street...
in FIushing Iast night and announced a robbery.
- They took waIIets, handbags-- - Hey, where'd they take the kid?
You know. The pIace we said.
I had to do this.
You had to do this?
Kate, pIease.
I'm so scared, but I know if I give him the money, he'II kiII Sean.
- I wouId if I was him. - What did you just say?
Just Iook at it from his point of view.
You think you're smart. You've got everybody off baIance.
- You think you've got it aII figured out. - You tryin' to screw me?
And then suddenIy, out of Ieft fieId, the one thing you thought wouId never happen does.
- We gotta end this. - What are you doin'?
No ransom, no money, no profit. Nothing. Nothing but downside.
Because you've got this boy's father-- he's coming on Iike a stark, raving mad Iunatic.
- You turned her around, didn't you? - I mean, the guy can piss $2 miIIion...
- but he's wiIIing to risk everything just to fuck you up. - Don't!
How can you negotiate with a Iunatic Iike that, huh? You can't.
- Now you're off baIance. - Get down. Lay down!
You wanna stay down there forever, maggot? Did I get my money?
Pretty soon you reaIize if you don't return this kid in mint condition as soon as possibIe...
you're gonna be the most hunted man on the face of the Earth.
And this maniac wiII never, ever quit untiI he's got you.
Nobody puIIs out on me.
You know me.
This is my show. I say when it's over.
- Take it back. - No. - TeII him that you were wrong.
- Kate, no, I can't. No, Kate, there is no other way. None. - Take it back.
- He's my son too, and I want you to pay him. - Kate. They wiII kiII him.
PIease, aII we have is each other.
Do you think any of them-- Do you think they give-- It's just us.
Do you think I don't want him back? Is that it?
You think I wouIdn't do absoIuteIy everything in my power to get him back?
I'd cut my arm off. I'd-- I want him back so bad.
Katie, pIease. I don't think I can take this if you're not with me.
Don't quit on me.
Tom. Now--
I think what you did was wrong.
You put your son at greater risk.
Now, I need you to withdraw that reward.
Just pay this bastard.
Now, I beIieve that you wiII get your son back.
And when we do, we wiII naiI this son of a bitch.
Now, God forbid you don't...
your son--
I swear to you I wiII work on nothing eIse.
If I have to, I wiII take a Ieave of absence from the FBI...
and you can hire me as your personaI security consuItant.
And I wiII work on this as Iong as I am physicaIIy abIe.
- Lonnie, pIease. I-- - Tom.
I never toId anybody, any of my peopIe...
about you and Jackie Brown, the reaI truth of it, and maybe I never wiII.
You think I'm worried about going to jaiI?
Mayor Barresi today voiced his disapprovaI of Tom MuIIen's decision.
- Donna Hanover joins us Iater in the broadcast. - You, uh, care for an update?
Oh, yeah.
WeII, in the Iast two hours since your husband's TV thing, we've had 4,000 caIIs.
- And you know how many reaI, good, soIid Ieads? - How many?
Zero. And every time one of these...
greedy IittIe whack jobs caIIs...
that is one Iess agent Iooking for your chiId.
Now, I gotta teII you, Kate.
I have never been confronted with such an unbeIievabIe act of sabotage...
by a parent toward the recovery of their chiId...
as what your husband puIIed off here today.
It is aII on you now to taIk to your husband, get him to withdraw this money.
- Otherwise we are in deep troubIe. - Withdraw the mo-- What if he's right?
What if they have no intention of returning Sean at aII?
- I trust him. - You trust him?
Yeah. I beIieve in him.
I stick with Tom...
and we aIways manage to Iand on high ground.
High ground? Huh.
Like with the Jackie Brown situation?
Yeah.
What exactIy did your husband teII you...
about Jackie Brown?
- David? - Yeah.
- Can I taIk to you for a minute? - Yeah, sure.
Look, Hawkins said that if I can come up with the $2 miIIion, that he'd work it so that I can make the drop.
- Come on, Kate-- - Now, aII I can raise is about a haIf a miIIion.
I know you have access to a discretionary fund.
Kate. Jesus, pIease. Listen, you shouId taIk to Tom about this.
- This isn't about Tom. - ReaIIy. - This is Sean.
I'm doin' okay. I'm hoIdin' up aII right.
Uh, Kate, I-I can't do it. AII right?
I--
He toId you not to give me any money, didn't he?
Kate, he's my boss. Okay?
Okay, eat this.
Thank you.
Again, I say if it were my kid, I wouId pay.
I Iike the idea, ''Yeah, you want the money, come and get it.''
And when he comes and gets it, I hope somebody cuts their heads off, you know?
I'd get my boys from the Bronx, and we'd just totaIIy--
- Take care of him. - We'd mess him up big time.
I think he's risking his son's Iife.
I think he's a fooI. His chiId's Iife is in danger.
Pay the money. Get on with your Iife.
I'd beg, borrow and steaI, if I had to. He shouId pay.
What?
- A man caIIs me at my home today. - Mm-hmm.
He ask me to Iook in my maiIbox.
He toId me to give you this, and nobody eIse.
He said if the poIice know anything about this...
if Mr MuIIen knows about this...
they'II kiII Sean.
Okay.
Who is it?
Oh, God!
It's very simpIe.
I'm growing very, very tired of this buIIshit.
- Then couId you-- - Now it's up to you.
Get him to take back the reward and pay me my money...
or you're gonna find pieces of your IittIe boy aII over New York.
I'm not gonna waste a buIIet.
I'm just gonna sharpen my knife.
Oh, God! PIease!
And he never raised his voice at aII, Kate?
No, he-- No, he was whispering.
I-- He was whispering.
Okay. Come on. We'II take it to the Iab.
You paid off to save your airIine.
Why won't you pay off to save your son?
I'm not a marriage counseIIor. I'm here to get your boy back.
I'm sorry.
I hope...
that you can forgive me for that.
And for what I have to do now.
Get the shirt to Forensics.
- Make sure they check for more than one bIood type. - Sure, Lonnie.
Where are you goin', Tom? Where are you goin'? What you--
I'm not-- AII right.
Just think before you act.
- There he is. - Mr MuIIen! - Mr MuIIen!
- I'd Iike to make a statement. - Quiet.
And that is that I'm undeterred in my course of action.
And I'm raising the reward.
Uh, I'm raising it by $2 miIIion.
- Mr MuIIen, why are you doing this? - I want my son back.
Thank you. Thank you.
The FBI's efforts in this area--
This just in: Tom MuIIen has reportedIy raised the reward money for his son's Iife...
by $2 miIIion.
Hey.
Where are you goin'?
You've ruined my Iife.
Who the heII you think I'm doing this for?
A stunning deveIopment tonight as Tom MuIIen doubIes the reward money...
to $4 miIIion for the capture of--
- What? - Wanna taIk to your son?
- Yes, of course I do. - Mmm, Daddy? Dad?
Sean.
- Sean. Sean. Son. - Sean? I wanna Iisten.
- That's enough. - No, put him back on. I wanna-- I wanna taIk to him.
You just did.
Now, you Iisten...
reaI, reaI good.
You got one more chance to pay up or you're never gonna taIk to him again.
No more fuckin' around.
This is it right now.
What's it gonna be?
No. BuIIshit. You're not gonna touch him. You can't be that stupid.
Do you have any idea the rain of shit I can put on you?
Look at your wife. Look at her face, motherfucker. Do you know what I can do to your boy?
Is it dark where you're caIIing from? You got the shades drawn?
Kind of Iike a ceIIar, right? Like a cave? WeII, you better get used to that.
You better get used to crawIing in the dark for the rest of your days...
because I am going to get the best group of manhunters in this country...
and I am gonna dedicate my Iife to tracking you down!
- You understand? - Hey, hey, get your head out of your ass!
You think you can threaten me, huh? Who do you think you're deaIing with? Give me the money!
Fuck you and your $2 miIIion! Don't you understand EngIish, you useIess piece of shit? No money! None!
Let me teII you something. You think you're suffering right now? Huh?
You got no idea what suffering is. If I don't get the cash in one hour, this kid is dead!
I don't get my son back, and I mean reaI soon, you better kiII yourseIf...
because when I catch up with you I'm gonna take my goddam time!
By the time we're finished, you're gonna wish you weren't born!
I'II have your head on a fuckin' pike! You understand me?
Fuck you! I'II fuckin' kiII him right now!
- I wanna taIk! - You kiII him, you kiII yourseIf, you motherfucker!
- Give me back my son! - HeIIo!
- You want him? - Yes! - You want him?
Daddy!
Oh! Jesus! Jesus!
Oh, Jesus! Oh! Oh!
Oh! Oh, God!
I'II fuckin' kiII you, MuIIen!
You son of a bitch! You kiIIed him, you son of a bitch! Goddam it!
- Whoa, whoa. - Oh, God. Oh, God. - Come on. Easy. Come on. - Kate!
- Both of you Iisten to me! - You kiIIed him! Not them! You!
No, Kate! Kate. Okay, it's aII right.
- Take her in the other room. - Oh, God! Oh, God!
- Oh, God. I wanted to taIk to him. - I know.
- I wanted to taIk to him. - You'II taIk to him, honey. You wiII. You wiII.
- What do we do about this kid? - Ain't my probIem any more.
Can't ID anybody, right? Fuck 'im.
Oh, God. Oh, God.
Oh, pIease, heIp me. PIease.
Okay, Katie, aII right. It's okay. It's okay.
Oh, God. Oh, no.
- Ohh! Ohh! - Oh, Tom.
South 44 to Base.
- Oh, God. Oh, God. - South 44, go.
2627 18th Street. 10-13. Officer needs assistance.
I have severaI armed men in a house. PossibIe kidnap situation.
Repeat, possibIe kidnap situation.
10-13. Officer in civiIian cIothes.
- PoIice! - Shit.
- Get the fuck out of the van! - Go, man. Come on.
Drop the gun!
Move! Move! Go!
CIear!
- PoIice! Freeze! - Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm a cop!
- CIear! - HoId your fire. I'm a cop.
He's aII right.
I'm a cop.
Kate. Tom.
FBI. Comin' through. Comin' through.
Stay with me. Stay with me. Comin' through, feIIas. Comin' through.
Wh-- Where is-- Where is--
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Wh-Where is-- L-Lonnie? Where's Sean?
In the house. In the house. Right over here.
Don't stop here, guys. Keep movin' aII the way through.
-CIear the doorway here, okay? -The boy's in there. -AII right, here comes the boy's father.
Sean? Sean? I'm-- I'm the father.
Sean?
- Who is it? - Sean. It's me. It's Daddy.
Daddy?
Is he-- Is he aII right? C-Can I pick him up?
- Can I hoId him? - Oh, he's gonna be aII right. - Oh, Sean.
He's just got a nasty cut on his hand, and he's, uh, a IittIe dehydrated.
- Sean, it's Mommy. - You're okay, buddy. You're okay. We got ya.
- We got ya now. - Hi, Mom.
- Hi, sweetheart. - You're okay.
- Take me home, okay? - Oh, sure. Sure.
- Take me home. - Okay, honey.
- I Iove you, Sean. - Me too.
Mama's here, Sean.
You're okay.
-Is-Is-Is-Is he seriousIy injured? -Here's your man. He's right over there.
He's gonna be okay. Step to the side, pIease.
- AII the way to the right. - Lieutenant, we-- - AII the way back. Get back. - Back off.
- Mr Shaker? - Step back, pIease. Step back. Step back.
Did you get a chance to taIk to him?
- I said step back. - Thank you. - CaII it justice. It's a department courtesy.
- AII right, now, if you pIease. - Move. Move.
- Guys, heIp us out, wiII ya? - Thank you.
Ho, ho, ho, ho!
Tom. Tom? Just come this way.
What-- What-- Mr MuIIen!
You know her?
Yeah.
I do.
Jesus Christ. I mean, she w-worked for me.
Catering.
PIease, sir! Here!
- Mr MuIIen! Tom! Tom! - Mr MuIIen, this way! - Mr MuIIen, this way!
Wait! This way! Right here! Right here! Look over here, pIease!
- You okay? - Not now. Come on, back off.
Not now. Leave 'em aIone.
- Give us a break now! - Sean, here!
-Sean! Mr MuIIen! -Mr MuIIen, this way! Mr MuIIen, pIease!
Aaah! Turn the Iights on! Turn the Iights on!
- Hey. - It's aII right.
- I'm afraid of the dark. I don't Iike the dark. - You're aII right.
- Leave the Iight on. - Yeah, we'II Ieave 'em on. We'II Ieave 'em on aII the time.
Okay?
Next thing I know, one guy starts bIastin' away at me.
The-- The other guy, he goes to run me over.
So, you know, I just did what I had to do.
What about the woman?
Jimmy?
Uh, you know, I just, uh, got spun around by the buIIet.
I didn't know it was a woman 'tiI after.
He's a, an honest cop. He does a heII of a job.
- He's kind of a to-himseIf type of a guy. - No, just one.
- But I teII you what, when the chips are down... - CanceI the other one.
this is the one I'd want with me.
- How do I feeI? - No. - I'II teII ya, this is the second time...
- Jimmy Shaker's been shot. - Just one-way.
He got cIipped once before in 1992, and this guy keeps coming back.
Yeah. Uh, Mr Kinney. Yeah. Thanks.
Continuing our coverage of the MuIIen kidnapping case...
questions stiII surround Maris Conner.
With no prior criminaI record, authorities are interrogating famiIy and friends...
seeking any associations that wouId connect her to the other sIain suspects.
Sources reveaI today that the investigation continues...
and the search for other suspects is by no means over.
Many investigators beIieve that, indeed, the mastermind of the MuIIen kidnapping...
may stiII be at Iarge.
- Whoa! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- We can make it. - Oh, sh-- - Ohh!
- You coId, honey? - Yeah. My hands.
- Do you wanna go home? - I didn't bring my gIoves. - No. No. No.
You sure? Hey, you're squinting a IittIe. Is the sun stiII bothering you?
- Put these on. - Yeah.
- I'II go get your gIoves. - Okay.
You'd better practise. I'II be back.
Look at me. You Iook good in those, honey.
- Look at my gIasses. Can you see? - Mm-hmm.
Look Iike your daddy in those.
WeII, David, it's a IittIe hard to focus right now. Can it wait?
No? WeII, the heII with it, then. Let him have it. Let it go.
Yeah. Listen, I got Sean waitin' for me in the park, so maybe we--
- Hey. - Hey. - Hey.
Uh, I'II caII you back, David. CaII you back.
- Mr MuIIen. - Uh-- - The doorman just caIIed up.
- Mr Shaker wants to see you. - Yeah, yeah, I'm sorry to show up Iike this.
Oh, heII, no. Come in. I-I wanna taIk to you.
- Thanks. - Come in. Come in. How's the shouIder?
Ahh, you know. I'II Iive.
Yeah. WeII, I'm surprised to see you up and about so quick.
- Uh, uh, Fatima, this is, uh, Jimmy Shaker. - Hi.
I'm very proud to meet you.
- Very proud. - Thanks.
How's the, uh, kid doin'?
Oh, he's fine, you know, aII things considered.
- It'II take a whiIe. - Yeah.
Um, uh, forgive me.
I, uh, I thought we were gonna meet on Monday. M-Maybe I screwed up. I don't-- I--
Uh, yeah, uh, you're right. Monday. We-- That's what we said, uh--
See the speciaI officer hoIding 4-5-9--
Look, I don't want you to get the wrong impression of me here...
but I was hopin' we couId do this today.
- You know, the reward and aII? - Oh. Of course. Oh, Jesus. - 'Cause I gotta teII ya...
it's, uh, kinda crazy around me, you know, with the, the press and everything.
Oh, I understand. Yeah. Look, they're maniacs.
- Yeah. - Nothin' easier. FoIIow me.
I'm not used to this, you know. I-- I just gotta get outta here.
Kind of a private person, you know.
To teII you the truth, I never kiIIed anybody before.
Havin' a hard time with it.
Yeah, weII, I'm sorry.
Uh, I'm gIad you did what you did.
But I'm sorry.
- Sit down, pIease. - Thanks.
Uh, so, is it, uh-- is it Jimmy? James?
James.
James'II do.
- Can I ask you a personaI question? - Sure.
Why didn't you pay the ransom?
WeII, because I was deaIing with human garbage.
No contract wouId have been honoured, not by them.
You know, the funny thing is, I wouId have paid ten times as much...
if I had any sense that they'd stick to the deaI, but no.
- ReaIIy. - Oh, yeah. ReaIIy.
The thing that reaIIy kiIIs me about that is the woman.
She'd been in this house five, six times over the Iast year. Nice. PIeasant. You know.
You just can't, uh--
I-I don't know how peopIe can waIk around with that--
That coId-bIooded, two-faced--
That bitch.
WeII, uh, you know, in fairness to the dead...
we're aII a IittIe two-faced in this day and age.
It's a survivaI mechanism. You kn-- You know what I'm saying?
I mean, you know, as a cop...
you shouId hear some of the stuff that's been thrown my way over the years.
Tom, just forget about the gIoves, honey. He wanted to come home.
- Kate, uh-- - Hi, Tom. - Mr Shaker's here.
Mr Shaker.
Ohh, um--
God bIess you. Uh, thank you.
- You're weIcome. - Listen, you-- you gotta meet Sean.
I'II go get him.
No, uh, he's, you know, had enough. Let's give him a breather. Yeah?
Yeah, yeah. He's-He's had enough.
Okay. Uh, can I get you anything?
No, I'm fine.
Oh, weII, again, I-- I can't even begin to--
I understand. Don't mention it.
Okay.
Fatima, wouId you pIease heIp me with some things downstairs?
I'II be right there.
WeII, this is, uh, one heII of a deposit you've got here.
ShouIdn't be a probIem.
WeII, you'II probabIy wanna be on your way.
Uh, unIess there's anything eIse I can do for you.
Good. Right.
WeII, I know how these vuItures out there can drive ya nuts, so--
You know, there's a back door out if you, you know, wanna be a IittIe more s--
This check is buIIshit, Tom.
What'd you think, I'm just gonna waItz outta here, you Iying motherfucker? Huh?
Let you make a phone caII, have haIf the cops in New York waitin' for me whiIe I cash this thing?
- You can't Iie to me. - Look--
Shut your mouth.
Fuck!
You know who I am. Now you sit down.
Everybody was gonna make out fine.
But you had to go and put it together...
and now we got a IittIe probIem here, don't we?
TeII me that part again about why you didn't pay the ransom.
- I think we can do something here-- - Say it!
You were deaIing with what?
- You had my son. - You have no idea what human garbage is, motherfucker.
Do you know what the fuck you're taIking about? No, I don't think you do.
'Cause Iook where you fuckin' Iive, man. Look at the airIine man here.
This fucker won't pay one cent to save his onIy kid.
- It wasn't gonna get him back, was it? - Hey, did you read the papers? Huh?
Did you see the TV?
I took a buIIet. I risked my Iife to save your kid.
I took a buIIet, and now you're gonna try to fuck me out of my money. Huh?
- What's over here? - Where are you going? - Where's Mommy and Junior?
- Now I'II pay. Now. - Oh, yeah.
You're gonna pay, aII right. Right now.
Do you have an account I can wire the money to? I mean, you got to have been aII set up for this, right?
I mean, you're not dumb. You and me, we go right now to my bank...
and we wire the money from my account to yours.
Just the push of a button. Just Iike that.
We'II just go down to the bank and get it done.
Pick up the phone. Wire it from here.
Uh, no, we'II go to the bank and do it.
And you'II get the money and aII I want in return is you out of this house now.
Hey. You do not caII the shots.
WeII, then, you just go ahead and kiII me right here and now, you son of a bitch.
You fuck! Fuck you! I'm not pickin' up that phone.
You got that? I'm not pickin' it up.
Look, uh, you can kiII me. Go ahead. KiII me. Just kiII us.
Let us Iive. Doesn't matter. Any way you cut it, you're on the run.
Now, you can come with me to the bank and be on the run with $4 miIIion...
or you can just start shootin' and be on the run with whatever you got in your waIIet.
It's up to you.
Come on, Jimmy. Let's go to the bank. Oh, Jesus Christ.
I got what I want. Bottom Iine: I got my son back.
And you d-- you deIivered him.
I got my own pIane. I can fIy you out of here myseIf anywhere you wanna go.
You can stiII win this thing. Think. You can stiII win.
We do what you say. We go to the bank.
If anything goes wrong, you're gonna turn around and I'II be gone.
Okay? And if that happens...
from this day on...
any time your kid Ieaves this house to go to schooI...
go pIay, see a friend...
to buy a fuckin' comic book, you're gonna have to ask yourseIf:
Is today...
Jimmy Shaker day?
I got to him once.
I'II get him again.
And when I do...
I'm not gonna want money any more.
Do we understand each other?
Sure.
That's from Maris.
CaII the airport.
Where are we goin'?
Mexico. GuadaIajara.
David, this is Tom. Uh, fueI up the jet. I'm going to GuadaIajara.
Yeah, weII, something came up. I'm on my way to the bank now.
- Is the kidnapper with you? - AbsoIuteIy.
I'II expIain everything Iater. Give Katie a caII. Bye.
Antone, get me the MuIIen house.
Sean, what's the matter, honey?
Come here.
Taxi! Taxi!
Stay on my right.
What are you guys doin'? You can't park there.
Oh, we're just goin' to the bank. Five minutes.
- Shaker? - Yeah.
- How you doin', Jimmy? - How are ya?
- Nice to meet you. - Yeah? You too.
- How you doin', Mr MuIIen? Good to meet you. - Hey.
Just wanna shake your hand, boss. You made us proud.
- WeII, you know, just doin' the job. - Yeah.
What do you think of this guy, Mr MuIIen?
- WeII, what can I say? He's the man. - Yeah!
- Okay, guys, uh, take it easy. - Later, Jimbo. - Okay.
- You guys take it easy now. - AII right. - You guys not gonna be Iong, right?
- No, just five minutes. - No, no, no. - No probIem.
Mr MuIIen, what a pIeasant surprise.
WeIcome.
- Uh, have I stiII got any money in this bank? I have to do some business with Mr Shaker here. - Yes.
- This is MichaeI. - Mr Shaker, of course. Right this way.
Terrific. Okay, that's enough. Let's get this man his money.
- Thanks very much. - No, not a probIem.
AII units in the 22, Iooking for Detective James Shaker...
white maIe, 41 years, wearing bIack jacket, white shirt.
Shaker is thought to be in the vicinity of Madison and 90th Street.
Subject is an armed New York City detective.
Just push enter and it's yours.
Four miIIion.
CongratuIations.
Yeah, thanks. Okay.
Hey, Shaker.
What's goin' on? I just got a caII over the radio.
Oh, hey, hey, it's my birthday. You know, the guys are tryin' to puII something.
- I-I got it covered. - Can we taIk to you for a second, man?
No, we have to detain you.
Shaker! Freeze!
Hey, he's over here!
- Put it down! Put it down! Put the gun down! - Put the gun down!
- HoId your fire! Tom, it's me, Lonnie.
- F.B.I.! - F.B.I.! - HoId your fire! - It's over, Shaker. Over!
- Drop it! - Put the gun down, Tom. Put the gun down.
- No! - Step away! Tom!
- Drop it now! Drop it now! - Put the gun down, Tom, and waIk away.
MuIIen, put the goddam gun down!
Put the gun down.
- Down, MuIIen! Now! - Come on. Come on.
Put the gun down.
- Drop the gun! - Come on. WaIk toward me.
- Tom, don't do nothin' stupid. - Put down the gun now!
- Put the gun down, Tom! - Drop it!
On the ground, Shaker! On the ground!
- Tom, put the gun down now! - Down!
Stay right there! Now, don't move!
Put the gun down.
That's right. Now, back off, Tom. Just waIk away.
- Go ahead, Officer. - Two-one, Sergeant. Code eight. A want at 1268 Madison, forthwith.
We have shots fired, and a member of the service is down.
10-4. The bus is ordered.
Get up against the waII! Move! Spread 'em!
Tom MuIIen is with us! Back away!
No! No!