Put through...
- You got a bed available? - ... need attending.
- No. three. - Right.
Dr. Franklin, please call...
"Hospital Administrator Dies In Panalex Overdose"
"Dr. Charles Mitchell, Respected Physician Arrested In Panalex Murder"
"Dr. Jarod Pearce"
Jarod, your transfer came in.
Yes, I'm sorry to be leaving.
Well, you shouldn't miss out the fireworks.
Did you hear about this? Dr. Mitchell was arrested last night
for killing the administrator and making it look like Panalex overdoing.
I heard Dr. Jekyll confessed...?
I guess takes his own medicine.
- Bring it out down here. - Sports utility bus...
Pulse:120. BP: 82 over 16
- Respiration:30. Intermittent no awareness. - Patrick, Patrick..
- Somebody said he was running towards a phone booth three blocks from here when he got nailed. - Patrick, Prtrick...
Shade of luck his fingers' still working.
- Patrick�� - Sir, can you hear me?
Save Patrick.
Ok, we're losing him.
- No, his... - Got to save...
My son.
- Got to save my son. - Ok, he's responding.
- Patrick. - normal sinus rhythm. - It could be cranium injury.
- Patrick. - Call the radiology to get a head CT stand.
Patrick.
This is Dr. Hargadon. I'm going to need a CT...
"I have your son. Wait for call Myrtle and Lime 4:00 PM"
Cara, take care of him from here.
Hello.
Mysterious Mr. Harper...
So that's how you look without the beard.
What do you want?
Cooperation.
Two million by this time tomorrow,
or the next time you see little Patrick will be wearing the toe tag.
I'll give you whatever you want.
Please, don't hurt my son.
There are pretenders among us.
I was taken from my family.
Thirty-Six Hours, he is already demonstrating more talent than any of our others.
How many people died because of what I thought up?
Since I broke up, I spent every moment searching for my past.
He is a pretender.
A genius who can become anyone that he wants to be.
- The Center wants him alive. - Preferably.
He defends the weak and the abused.
Life is a gift.
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You are a doctor?
I am, today.
The rules are simple.
No law, no media.
Break a rule, Patrick dies.
I'll pay you.
Just please, don't hurt my son.
Look behind the phone book.
Two million in twenty-four hours.
I will call you with the details.
Tell Patrick that his father loves...
"THE HAYVENHURST SCHOOL "
George Harper.
Patrick.
"Raising a Child with Dyslexia"
"Forbes Invisible genius: mysterious billionaire Geroge Harper"
"Out of sight for decade, George Harper plans breakthrough computer language"
"Last known photo, George Harper in 1980"
George Harper.
"#1 DAD"
You are going to be ok, Patrick.
You are lucky I don't kill you now.
Your hands.
- Who the hell are you? - George Harper.
You tell that to someone who's not his head security.
Now that's try this again.
Who are you?
That's Jarod, alright?
Clarkston Pharmaceuticals.
It makes a very popular anti-depressant, called Panalex.
Jarod was an employee there for three weeks.
- Who did he help? - Nobody.
Well, he wasn't stealing the formula for... vitamins.
Hold on your jockeys
A major shareholder in Clarkston is...
Mr. Raines?
Everyone needs a nest egg.
Continue.
It is a sound lead.
It means nothing until we find Jarod's emotional purpose.
Jarod's purpose is to harass the Center.
He's after my stock.
If he were after your stock, you'd be broke.
Jarod is driven by altruism.
You want him out there trying to help the Little Guy?
The answer is the Little Guy.
If you want to find Jarod, find the person he's trying to help.
I want my dad...
Is he going to make it?
It's too soon to tell.
But he's going to be there about for at least two more weeks.
Look, Doc, I was a little rough on you back there, but...
You want Patrick back just as much as his father does.
I understand.
You said the kidnapper left a cell phone for you.
- From now on, I occupy myself some. - Mr. Alambar.
He saw me.
By becoming George Harper, I brought the boy one more day of life.
I want you to tell me how that happened.
Mr. Harper got a note after three.
He called me, said to meet at the phone booth.
A limo drops off Patrick every morning to school,
picks him up in the afternoon.
Today,
the driver found only this.
Did you talk to this limo driver?
He found the backpack where Patrick usually waits.
We've known this guy for years, he's been with us for a long time.
But I've been running new backfround check on him just in case.
Mr. Harper is ready to pay off this bastard.
But I know how these people think.
I'm a ex FBl, worked a few abductions.
More than likely,
they'll probably kill Patrick just he won't ID them.
He is a professional.
He wants us to feel a total loss of control,
so he can fulfill his fantasy of power.
What do you know about kidnappers, doctor?
When I was a boy,
I was stolen from my parents.
I can help you get Patrick back.
But you'are going to have to trust me.
Otherwise by this time tomorrow, Patrick could be dead.
Keep the phone.
For now.
"Patrick"
A lunch box!
You will be starting special school soon, Jarod.
It's that why those teachers came to see me yesterday.
Yes, it is. They say you have a gift.
Of course I already knew...
You are gonna love it, Jarod.
I am so proud of you, and I'm the proudest mummy in the world.
"THE HAYVENHURST SCHOOL"
Is there something I can help you with?
You are a teacher?
I am George Harper.
Oh, this is quite an honor. I am Judith Peck.
Heavenhurst is a much better place since your scholarship funds...
You opened the school to a member of disadvantaged students.
- I'm sorry if I seemed a little surprised to see you. - I understand.
I am here about my son.
This is Martin Benton. He oversees security for this school.
I am so sorry about this, Mr. Harper.
Nothing like this has ever happened here, sir.
I am shocked.
I stongly urge to call the police.
I cannot.
It is one of the kidnapper's demands.
If I could just find something, anything that would help...
He was in session after school.
- Reading studies, I think. - Reading studies?
- For the dyslexia? - Right, he gets off around three.
They were special led kids, most of the others' gone by two.
He doesn't want to be single out.
He hates being special.
Right, he just wants to be a regular kid.
That's why he always reads his comic books in class.
This is where he usually waits for his ride.
- In there, right, Judith? - Right.
Is there anything we can do, Mr. Harper?
Yes, Nothing.
Do not contact the police or the media.
I beg of you.
- Patrick's life depends on it. - Of course.
I was stolen.
Taken from my home in middle of the night.
It's all coming back to me, Sydney.
Repressed memories.
They often resurface during traumatic events, Jarod.
But those memories themselves, they are not as important as how you face them.
How do you face yours?
How do you live with what happened to me?
Jarod, nothing can justify what happened to you.
But what've you been doing out there in the wide world for the last two years
tells me something right...
It came out of something very very wrong.
It's like a nightmare.
Now it keeps coming back in pieces.
First, the fear.
And then, the panic.
Shooting to your nerves that night
I'm a child again.
It's dark,
and I'm alone.
All I can think about is seeing my family again.
I want my world to be like it was.
When can I see my daddy?
Harper will pay, and you will get your cut.
Tomorrow.
Um, the kid is having his last meal right now.
You are late.
Clarkston Pharmaceuticals...
Jarod was a national rep in... in Sunnyvale, California.
You've found any evidence of child abduction?
Why would he, Syd?
A hunch.
Play the tape, Mr. Broots.
Sydney, they made me do this.
How do you live with what happened to me?
Jarod, nothing can justify what happened to you.
But what've you been doing out there in the wide world for the last two years
- tells me something right... - It came out of...
And for two years I have been saying you personal connection with Jarod has hindered this pursuit.
This is proof.
My conversations with Jarod are nothing new.
They keep us from him.
They keep him from disappearing.
Sydney...
He's right.
Two million.
I got what I could from Patrick's room like you asked.
But I still don't see how it helps.
I'm going to be George Harper.
I have to understand his life and the son's.
I don't want the kidnapper to catch me on the lie.
The limo driver is clean.
I checked his past business associated with possible motives.
Nothing.
FBl files show no kidnappers with a simple...
At least, not the last five years.
All we can do is hoping bastard keep his word and let Patrick back tomorrow.
This is Patrick's mother?
Chloe. A great lady.
Passed away in 96.
Patrick loves puzzles.
They help him to think.
That's what he always says.
I bought him this one.
Sometimes Mr. Harper's working late, I help Patrick out.
Yeah, well, kind of kids... faster than me.
Are you ok?
Dozen abductions I worked for the bureau...
I think some of these guys do to those kids just a...
We'll get him back.
"Patrick"
Patrick.
Jarod.
He's waking up.
Mr. Harper, my name is Jarod.
He's going to help us, Mr. Harper.
Is Patrick here?
No, sir.
He is not.
But he's going to be just fine.
I promise you.
Syd, we've been ordered to Sunnyvale.
Broots found this.
Could be Jarod's attended work. We'll leave in an hour.
Raines' sending Willie with us to keep us honest about what he doesn't know,
that Sam is already on his way.
I will be ready.
I hate myself for siding with Raines,
but the Creep's got a point.
The emotional umbilical you have with Jarod is...
becoming a problem.
In your eyes.
Jarod is doing your work out there, isn't he?
- I could say the same about you. - Um.
His mind games don't work on me any more.
You cann't make that claim.
Like you said,
we've been ordered to Sunnyvale.
Has the kidnapper called? Where is my boy?
He'll be back by the end of the day, sir.
When he was a new born,
I was going to his room in the night to check on him.
I standed over him,
until my eyes were adjusted to the dark.
When I saw him breath, I knew he was ok.
New parents, they must be very nervous.
New?
I still check on Patrick every night.
But what could it do? I should have been there.
If you had been there, you would've found the backpack not your driver.
That's all.
Yes, since Chloe died, it's just Patrick and me.
I lost her in a room just like this.
I promised to her we'll be a strong family.
Jarod.
I'll get him back.
Need some help?
I am sorry.
I was just trying to put myself into Patrick shoes.
Well, you are in the right place. He always read his comic books right here.
You must be lost.
The kidnapper calls in less than 2 hours.
I went to see Harper. You weren't there.
- What are you doing here? - I am following you.
- Why weren't you at the hospital? - I have two hours left.
- There is still some time. - Time for what?
For this.
He was here.
He was buying comic books here. The kidnapper grabbed him over here.
He emptied out the backpack,
put a note inside and he left it across the street for the driver to find.
And nobody saw a thing.
Almost nobody.
So that's how your doctors do a sugar rush.
There, Patrick.
No plates!
The tape is useless.
This kidnappers coverd his face.
We are down to the wire.
Got it.
I want to check up on Harper before we get the call.
I almost butt your little blow up back there.
That was my office on the phone.
And when I ran a background check on the driver, I ran one on you too.
You're a tough man to track, Dr. Pearce.
Maybe that's cos you died in 1979.
You didn't pretend to be Harper in that phone booth,
you made a deal with the kidnapper.
How much is he paying you?
Look, I know that you think about Patrick like he was your own son.
And you probably saw some pretty horrible things happened to children when you worked for the FBI.
You are afraid the same thing is going to happen to him.
But I swear to you all that I want to do is to help this boy.
And I can't help him unless I answer this phone call.
Please, trust me.
George Harper.
Same phone booth, ten minutes.
Ten minutes.
Miss Parker, I've got him.
Go, go.
The kidnapper's probably watching.
Get off here. I'll maintain visual.
You plan anything, I'll kill you.
I expected nothing less.
I am here, I am here.
Take the money across the street to the green garbage can.
- When do I see Patrick? - As soon as I get paid.
How do I know you're telling the truth?
Where is my son?
Hello.
Harper, I said no law.
What are you talking about?
The deal is off, the boy is dead.
No, no, no.
You are a businessman.
Just name your price, I'll pay it.
Another two million in three hours.
I see one badge,
your son stops breathing.
I want to talk to my son.
I want to know that he is still alive.
I love you, daddy.
Intelligent boy you got, Mr. Harper.
Who says he need special led?
Keep the phone, I'll call.
- What happened? What the hell was that? - It must be one of the kidnappers.
Look, he wants another two millions in three hours.
You got to get it.
Now you know who you can trust.
Can we trust this guy? How do we know we can trust this guy?
We still have two hours left.
Exponential algorithms.
Yeah, I used to try to solve those since a boy.
Those took my minds some place else.
Just like Patrick uses puzzles.
I never looked it like that.
We're going to find him.
He knew.
He said this to me just before he hang up.
He knew that Patrick was in a special classes.
He knew that he would be held after school late.
But how did he know that he would be there alone?
Must be someone in this god-forsaken hospital who seeing Jarod.
- Find anything? - Bingo.
"Dr. Charles Mitchell, Respected Physician Arrested in Panalex Murder"
Excuse me.
- Have you seen this man? - Jarod?
Sure, just a second.
Yes, this is Dr. Hargadon. I need to page... 7477 please, it's an emergency.
So you know Jarod?
- Are you a friend? - Old friend.
He is upstairs. I am headed that way.
Come on.
Jarod's transfer came in today.
But he still has one more patient.
Well, it's like he had the patient moved.
This is..., Syd.
If I know Jarod, he is right under my nose.
Oh, swing in the miss.
- Sam,... close in the downstairs. - Yes, Miss Parker.
Broots, Sydney, come with me.
- Thank you. - Obviously you got my page.
Thank you to help me keep my work a secret.
Wait a minute. You are the one who got Dr. Mitchell confessed?
Yes, I am sorry that I had to lie to you before.
But I knew that the Pharmaceuticals company would send their lawyers after me.
Lawyers! Well, that explains that woman's attitude problem.
We're not leaving.
Check the employee records, Broots, find out where they're sending Jarod checks.
Okay.
But his last patient was transferred.
It's..., Syd. Your boy usually thumbs his nose at me.
Could you go?
I can..., I got the gut feeling.
"Dear parents, in an effort to ease congestion while the city completes roadwork at the school,"
"pickup for the students will be moved from south end of the school to the north,"
"at Tuesday, the 17th. "
"Sincerely,"
"Martin Benton"
I want you to take the van.
Get me out of this.
Relax.
You've been kidnapped, just like my son.
- Harper? - How much is he paying you?
How much is my son's life worth?
Harper, please.
Please get me out of here.
It's too early to beg.
Kidnapping victims, they usually last five point eight minutes before desperation sets in.
First, they have to face the overwhelming fear.
And just like my son, you're wondering where is he going to take me,
is he going to kill me or is he just going to torturing me?
Let me go!
You are begging again.
You moved the student pickup to the north side of the school.
What you made sure Patrick didn't know about it.
He was out there all alone.
You supervised the kidnapping, didn't you?
I don't know what you are talking about.
I have a surveillance video from where my son buys his comic books.
Now, you tell me how much he is paying you.
A hundred thousand.
Where is Patrick?
He'll kill me.
Not if I do it first. Where is he?
Money or no money, he is gonna kill Patrick.
No.
Where is that leave you now?
Where is he?
He is in an abandoned warehouse.
Across the street fromt the phone booth.
He is watching me.
Yes, yes.
Jarod, what's happening? We got less than thirty minutes.
I know where Patrick is.
- Where are you? - At your place.
- Has anyone been there looking for me? - No.
I'll meet you there.
- Man. - Jarod, run! Run!
No.
Miss Parker, there is a little boy.
He's been kidnapped.
He needs my help.
Won't work this time.
They'll kill him.
- Let the police take care of him. - They don't know about it.
Get Jarod to the car.
Sydney, please.
Please don't let this happen.
This is just only stole me when I was a little boy, please.
I want to see my mummy. Let me go.
It is over.
How did you face your past, Sydney?
Miss Parker.
- I'll take it from here. - Like how you will.
- If you have a problem, talk to Mr. Raines. - Back off.
Don't, willie!
I am hit. I'm hit.
- Jarod, stop! - Parker!
Please.
We're sorry. The mobil unit you have dialed is either outside of...
Now, I am gonna kill your son.
And you're going to watch.
You can handle that, Mr. Harper?
I am not Mr. Harper.
I am so proud of you.
I am the proudest mummy in the world.
It's over, Patrick.
It's over.
- Dad! - Patrick!
Let me look at you.
- How are you, ah? - I'm okay.
Unacceptable.
Jarod escaped because of you, Miss Parker.
Not at all.
Parker caught Jarod.
Willie botched it. That's what my report would say.
How do you think my father will react when he reads that?
This isn't over.
You can bet your bald head on that.
I can fight my own battle, Sydney.
I knew you did the right thing with Jarod.
You know,
Sydney,
sometimes I wonder if you do want him out there,
helping the little guy.
I want him back as much as you do.
I just don't want hin dead.
"Kidnapper Captured-Accomplice Found in Abandoned Van"
Those people who were looking for you,
they think you're pretty valuable.
As far as I concerned, you died in 1979.
Wow.
Are you looking for this?
Yes, the piece.
Looks like a perfect fit.
And you will make a great father some day.
"Stolen" End
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