Previously on Persons unknown...
Hey, look you guys... Help!
- Three gas masks. - Leaves four of us dead.
They want me to kill you.
I mean why would I dream you're a killer?
That's Megan and my mother. I need that mask.
Maybe the way out is the way through,
I've located your primary suspect, pal. Janet's ex husband.
- What are you doing? - The Italian honey bee.
- Do you think we're in Italy? - I don't know where we are.
This species is found world wide.
What's weird is this little guy should be in his winter cluster
not flying out here in the cold.
- How do you know so much about bees? - The bug lady.
- The bug... - From the Oackland zoo.
Every Friday we'd take a speaker to day care and the bug lady is very popular.
And free, so...
Sorry.
Why'd you kill him?
It was either him or me.
One sting and I'm dead.
Really.
- What are you doing? - Oh, look at that.
A raccoon got fried in the painfield.
And this buzzer tried to eat him.
It got fried too.
Did you put that chop suey there?
To bait the raccoon into frying himself?
- Yeah. - There's something wrong with you.
Really?
I mean... it's not like I murdered my wife or something.
Ass.
You're an ass.
Come on now.
Sociopathic ass.
This is the time for today.
- This is Thursday. - It's Thursday.
- Today it's Thursday. - That's good.
Thursday. So we've been kidnapped for 4,2 weeks.
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Oh, yeah? You walk from me fast.
- You're pretty scared, huh? - Come on.
You thought I wouldn't find out?
Okay, well, hey, I'm sorry, Charlie.
Okay? I promise not to talk about that thing
cause you don't want me to talk about it.
- I'm not afraid of you. - Oh yeah?
Let's do this.
I trust everybody is finding their accommodation satisfactory.
No, they suck. Like why don't we have television?
That's a good question.
Unfortunately, we do not offer television.
- We've received a telegram. - A telegram?
You still use telegrams?
Of course you do.
One of our guests...
- ...will be checking out. - Who?
It only says that one of you will be checking out. Soon.
You may wish to prepare.
Ring my bell if you require further assistance.
Sub: Floydian www.bierdopje.com
You think they're serious? Someone's getting released?
His exact words were that one of us will be "checking out",
as if we chose to be in this hotel.
In the syndicate, "checking out" is code for a hit.
You were never in the mob.
I'm not allowed to talk about it.
Well, if you can't talk about it, then shut up.
Look, if there's even a small chance
that one of us will be released,
I think we should exchange messages
that we want to send home to our family and friends.
I don't know any of you people! I'm not doing that.
Well, Blackham, that's your choice, but I think
that I would like everyone to have my family phone number
in the case they get released and I don't.
This... this could all be a trick.
So, what if it is?
I don't have any secrets, so anyone that wants to
trade contact information can come with me.
- I'm in. - Me too.
I'll do it, just in case.
No, forget it.
Joe?
Come on.
Don't let me stop you. Something about it feels wrong.
That's your choice.
Renbe.
Isn't it a little late
to care about your wife and daughter, Mr. Renbe?
Your sudden concern is touching...
Or misplaced.
Who the hell is this?
Someone who cares about your safety,
someone who doesn't want to see you come to harm.
- What do you want? - To give you a simple message.
Forget the story, forget Janet, if you value your life.
Taxi! It's a taxi! I saw one from my window.
Oh, my God.
He just drove through the pain barrier.
Oh, thank God.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Stop. Stop.
Hey!
How you doing?
Where are we? Who is behind this?
I'm Victoria Fairchild. My father sent you here.
Hey, give the man some room.
This guy's a terrorist.
Who's Janet Cooper?
I'm Janet.
I'm sorry, sir, I... I don't understand
Me? Y... you're taking me? Why me?
I wouldn't get in there.
I... I don't understand.
I lived in Baghdad for almost a year.
I picked up a little arabic. Um...
He's supposed to take two people, two passengers.
Forget it, man.
So, who's the other one?
Um...
You have to choose, but do it quickly.
He's not waiting around.
I'm supposed to go.
Joe?
I don't think you should go.
What if it's like that van?
You ride out,
and you get zapped right back where you started.
- Then I'll see you again in 10 minutes. - What if it's worse?
In Baghdad, the hajis pretend to be taxis
and kidnap you for ransom.
Or to cut off your head.
Well, we're not in Baghdad,
and we've already been kidnapped,
so want to come with me, fine.
Otherwise, I'll see you outside.
Don't do it, man.
So, where are you taking us?
Away. That's all that matters.
Why, daddy?
Why her and not me?
Janet?
I mean, who the hell is she?
And that creepy guy, Joe?
But not me?
How many different times and ways
do you want me to say "I'm sorry"?
Shh!
Thank you, Captain. I'll take over from here.
Tori.
Daddy.
What would your mother say?
Say you killed her.
What are you talking about?
- I know the truth. - You don't know what you're saying.
I know the truth.
We'll talk about this later, shall we?
I know the truth. You're gonna pay.
He's really a very nice man if you don't get to know him!
Miss, uh, Tori.
I'm, uh, off-duty.
See?
Your sign fell down.
Thank you.
Come here. I need your help with something.
I'm not gonna bite you. Come here.
I found these wonderful stockings in your town.
They're vintage silk.
They're lovely.
I know. Aren't they?
The thing is, these old-fashioned kind
have to be hooked with a garter belt,
and this one keeps falling down.
I just manicured my nails, so...
So, you want me
to, uh, tighten your stocking to your garter.
Yes, please.
Can you do a little higher?
A little more.
That's it.
Thank you.
Y... you're welcome.
Is there anything else?
Uh, mnh-mnh.
Oh, your shirt is a little untucked.
Let me fix that for you.
Uh...
Tori, um, ma'am...
- Um... - What's wrong?
Please.
You want something from me.
Yes.
I can't...
help you get out of here.
I can't help you.
My father, the ambassador, um...
He put me here, didn't he?
He put us all here, and he's your boss, right?
I have no idea who your father is.
Yeah, that's exactly what he would want you to say.
I need you to deliver a message to him.
I want to leave, just like Joe and Janet did.
I don't accept messages.
Just take it.
Tell him I'm sorry.
Tell him... tell him I'll be good.
Tell him I just want to go home.
Oh!
What's going on?
We're locked in.
For you.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Please!
- Renbe. - Edick: Hello, Renbe.
What do you want from me?
I want you to watch your step.
Don't pee your pants.
I just want my files back.
Now, they're my files. You know that.
I know they're my files.
Even Detective Gomez knows that.
He's not gonna believe you.
Oh, he believed the videotape
showing you breaking into my office.
He's pretty peeved, too.
You might want to give him a call.
Edick, wait. What about the calls?
I just called you now.
No, the other calls, that... that voice,
the guy with the Irish accent.
I have no idea.
But if you're hearing voices,
I recommend a tinfoil hat.
And the guys in blue jumpsuits?
These guys here?
They're maintenance workers, Renbe.
Hey. Truck.
Hey!
Slow down!
Look out!
Aah!
Oh, my God. Where is he?
You see him?
Oh, man.
He's gone. Where is he?
What do you want to do?
Well, I'm not going back.
Hmm.
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm. Oh!
Good afternoon, Bill.
Here comes trouble. Should I run or...
No. No.
I'm sorry I hurt you.
Let me make it up to you.
Really?
What'd you have in mind?
- I'm open to suggestion. - Yeah?
Uh, why don't we talk about it in my room?
Are you okay?
I'm going home.
Just like Joe and Janet did.
Okay.
Well, um...
Don't let me keep you.
I need to ask you something.
What?
How committed are you?
Committed to what?
To getting home.
Because, you know, I'll do whatever it takes,
and I'm not gonna shy away from a fight.
I'll make any sacrifice.
So, what are you willing to do?
- Whatever it takes. - Look at me and say it.
Whatever it takes.
Is cognac okay, Chuck?
It's fine.
And it's "Charlie."
- I want to ask you a question. - All right.
What do cable tv, bottled water...
and toll roads all have in common?
We don't have any of them in here?
No.
They're all things that used to be free
that people pay for.
And they're all multibillion-dollar industries now.
And?
And I'm gonna tell you how we're gonna make our billions, Chuck.
Private parks.
Nationwide chain.
I'm not interested.
No, you haven't even heard me out.
I'm calling it "Freshairrr."
Mm. Mm.
It's one word with three r's.
We could trademark it.
Like cinnabon, but parks.
Exactly.
Your kids can play without stinky homeless guys around.
And get this...
a special adults-only area
with a mini hooters restaurant and bar.
This is a brand-new,
underserved demographic that you're targeting.
Mm-hmm.
Anti-stinky homeless guys, but strongly pro-hooters.
But do you think you'd invest in something like that?
I'm going to let you in on a little business secret.
Never make major decisions when you're being held captive.
This is gonna be like getting into Microsoft
in 1987, Chuck.
- Think about it. - Yeah.
If Bill Gates didn't know how a computer worked
and he couldn't remember people's names.
My name is Charlie.
Thanks for the drink.
Where the hell are we?
It's cold.
I would like to thank you all for coming to this crazy place!
Good evening, Tori.
Welcome to the party, sergeant.
Do you want some champagne?
No, thanks.
Pretty night.
I guess.
I was thinking.
Do you know how my father became an ambassador?
How?
There's someone that might be useful to him,
well, daddy will do anything for them.
Anything.
"Come to the Cape. We'll party.
Tori will be there."
You.
Yeah.
Businessmen like it when Tori is there.
That slut will do anything.
As long as you throw some business to her father.
He used you?
My mother drowned.
Daddy was the only witness.
It's kind of strange, huh?
He swears it was an accident.
After mommy died, I started to entertain his clients.
Tori.
- It's okay. - I'm so sorry.
No, it's okay. It's okay.
You can explain away a drowned wife,
but if something were to happen to your daughter after,
well, that would be very bad for daddy.
Don't let him destroy you.
He destroyed me a long time ago.
The human heart can always heal.
I've seen children heal
after losing their entire family to war.
You know what?
As... as long as you're alive,
you have another chance to be happy.
You think I can be happy?
Do you?
I want to go home.
I want to go home, daddy, please.
I want to go home.
I want to go home, daddy!
Go away! Go away! I'm in the bath!
Boo!
You're not taking a bath.
My feet are. I'm warming up.
That is a great idea.
No, no, no. Come on. Don't.
Get your filthy feet out of my tub!
I want to talk about our new business, Freshairrr.
We are not in business, you and I.
We don't have any backers.
You don't have any experience.
You have zero experience. You've never run a park.
Well, maybe so, but I know what you did to your wife,
and if you don't help me out, so will everyone else.
Oh, that's nice.
You're a monster.
No, I'm just a businessman.
Look, what I want, Chuck, isn't difficult to come by.
You know, I have a list.
A list. You made a list.
Yeah, 'cause I'm proactive, and I'm a self-starter.
I don't need much.
Finance my start-up.
I want one of those high-speed electrical cars,
salary, and an office.
A cabin in the middle of nowhere?
We should go in. We're gonna freeze to death out here.
How do we know it's safe?
Yes.
This place is, uh...
It's not bad.
Not bad.
Gourmet sardines.
Here's to tomorrow.
May we be free.
And here's to today.
We survived.
So, what's the first thing you're gonna do
when we get back?
Find out how the Red Sox are doing.
No, seriously.
I'm serious.
Isn't there anyone that you want to call?
Ask me again when we're free.
I don't make plans.
Well, I'd like you to come up to San Francisco.
Meet my daughter Megan.
Would you want to do that?
Sure.
What's she like?
Megan's 5 going on 40.
On the outside, she's a pretty little girl
and secretly a little demon
who gets older kids to do her dirty work for her.
A girl after my own heart.
I bet that's what you were like as a boy.
The boy scout from hell.
Maybe I was.
Maybe I wasn't.
We quiet ones never tell.
The stars are amazing out here.
At least we know we're still in the northern hemisphere.
You can tell? Yeah.
Just here, that "m" shape there, that's Cassiopeia.
- And, uh... - Cassiopeia.
Mm-hmm. And next to it is Draco.
Draco.
Yeah.
Neither of those is visible in the southern hemisphere.
Janet.
Okay, don't move.
It's bees.
Don't, don't, don't, don't.
Bees.
Their winter cluster.
The warmth woke them up.
As the sun comes up,
this whole room will fill with bees.
Pick up your shoes.
Move slowly and quietly.
And if a bee lands on you...
Let it.
Okay.
My boots are filled.
Okay.
Stand up.
Just shuffle your feet.
Walk calmly towards the door.
And no sudden movements.
Oh, man.
Okay.
Ready?
Yeah.
So, what were you doing in Edick's office
at 3:00 in the morning?
Pursuing a story for the paper about Janet Cooper,
a daycare woman who disappeared.
I got a very interesting new photo of Janet Cooper.
Very interesting.
Here.
Take a look.
I wasn't in that park.
It's a still from a video
showing you watching your ex-wife and your daughter.
You know about that.
Yeah.
Which way?
That way.
Let's go.
Come on. Come on.
Wait. Wait.
Okay, now.
"Billionaire heiress in satanic scandal."
I hate it. It's not a register headline.
Does anyone under 50 even say "heiress"?
"Rich bitch a witch"?
"Rich bitch a witch."
That, my friend, is a headline.
All right, print it and run 10,000 extra copies.
You can kiss Mr. Renbe's ass later.
Bitches sell more papers than heiresses.
You earned your pay today. So, what's up, buttercup?
A Detective might come around here asking questions about me.
I wanted to give you a heads-up.
Cool! What happened?
It's, um... it's about Janet Cooper.
What, did you kill her and eat her
and have photos and recipes for the readers?
No, Kat, damn it.
Janet Cooper was my wife.
Wow.
It was before you and me.
There's no "you and me".
We're just friends with benefits.
You're hardly a benefit.
There's no justification or excuse.
All I can do is apologize.
Damn you.
I need your help.
Hey, Chuck.
I've got a great new idea for Freshairrr.
I told you, if you made a proposal,
I would show it to my board.
No, Chuck, we're partners, okay?
Unless you want the whole world
to know how you took such great care of your sick wife...
By killing her.
Come on. Listen to my ideas, okay?
Okay.
So, in every park,
there's a big-screen tv.
So you can commune with nature
while still not missing the big game.
Right?
Maybe my wife didn't have cancer.
Maybe I was just tired of listening to her stupid ideas.
Oh, my God.
Now, I don't want to hear about outdoor tv
or mini hooters... Or any of it.
And don't ever call me "Chuck."
Get out of here.
Go on. Go now.
No.
No!
No! I'm...
I don't want to go back! I'm not going back there!
What choice do we have? Huh?
We'll die out there.
And we won't in there?
We'll have another chance.
All right? There's always another chance.
I promise you, I will get you out of there.
Okay? I promise you.
Do it for Megan.
Would you stay with me tonight, Joe?
If you want.
Nothing more. Just... just stay with me.
Because no one else knows what I've been through,
and I really... I don't want to be alone.
Okay.
Thank you, daddy.
- Victoria Fairchild? - That's me!
Excuse me.
I'd like to order some food to go.
Uh, I'd like to... the number 47.
It's the okra... okra special.
We closed now.
Uh, what is okra?
Okra.
It's a tapered green vegetable.
Ah. You show.
You show. This way.
This is a level five breach of protocol.
I want to know what the hell is going on, Tom.
I'm trying to help you out, so don't throw me attitude.
Then don't quote the training manual to me!
I came here...
'Cause I need to know the plans for Janet.
Even if I knew, I couldn't tell you.
No, you give me something.
Anything!
Then I don't know if I can do this anymore.
Are you threatening withdrawal?
No, I didn't say that.
Are you threatening withdrawal? Yes or no, Joe.
I didn't say that!
I said I want to know what's going on with Janet.
Are you threatening withdrawal?
Yes or no, Joe.
Yes or no.
No.
Do you believe in the process?
Well, then you have to accept its results.
Sub: Floydian www.bierdopje.com