Fishie, fishie... Willy, why are they ignoring me?
- What? - Baby, you put one drop of blood in there,
- and they'll be your biggest admirers. - Really?
Oh yeah, baby. All the way down to your clean, stripped bones.
Cool...
Alejandro, you bring in extra security for tonight.
Yes, sir.
And make sure that we are shut down, tight.
Yes, sir.
Girls, come to papa, huh?
There already guys in the garden and guys out back.
- I want you three upstairs. - Yes, sir.
Two on the roof.
Hurry!
Jesus, what is this?
- Come back to bed. - Shh...
Who the fuck is here?
Turn around.
- Who are you? - It doesn't matter who I am.
Damn it!
- Okay. What do you want? - I want you exactly where you are.
Whatever they pay, I'll double it.
- Please... please don't kill me. - I'm not gonna kill you.
Oh, no, no, please.
Yeah.
- Mr. Steven Richard? - Who is this?
This is FBI special agent James Ross.
Look, I'm the lead agent on a case,
it's a serial we call the tag killer. You might've heard of him?
- I've seen the publicity. - He mocks his victims with a flower.
It's from Colombia. A cataleya orchid.
Each time I try to access information I get stuck...
with a CIA "Access Denied" tag...
I'm at the end of a very long road, Mr. Richard,
and I believe that you are the man I need...
Listen, Agent Ross, I can't give any information out over the phone,
but what I suggest is you file a formal request with the agency...
for any information you might want.
And I'll be more than happy to get back to you as soon as I can.
Thank you.
Stop bullshitting me, Marco. I got the FBI on my ass now.
And I want that problem taken care of yesterday, do you hear me?
- Loud and clear. - Good.
- Where to? - Downtown.
And we question every Colombian we meet...
until we find an address to get her family. Okay?
In case you show up,
I want to let you know that I went to New York to meet the galleries.
I'll be back tomorrow night,
but if you're already here, make yourself at home.
What have we got?
We do have the surveillance tapes from a few angles.
Few angles.
- That's it? - That's it.
- I mean, it's not a lot to go on... - Oh, come on...
but run it through the database, see what happens.
We're not looking for a woman. It's not possible.
- And wine. - Thank you.
- Come on. - I'm impressed.
I got you something.
- You did? - Yeah.
- A stuffed alligator? - Yeah.
Exactly what I've always wanted.
Wait, wait.
Let's just, uh... let's just sit,
have a little of this food and talk for a little bit first.
What you wanna talk about?
I don't know. Anything. Ask me something.
- How was your trip? - Actually it was great.
The gallery liked my new paintings, they're gonna put up a show in October.
- And that's a good thing, right? - Yeah.
My turn. How was your trip?
- Hot. - Did you do anything exciting?
- I went swimming. - Anything else?
- Come on. Talk to me. - What do you wanna know?
Anything. Something about you. Something...
Where are you from?
Are your parents from here in the city?
Okay...
let's start with something a little more simple.
What do you like to eat for breakfast?
I don't eat breakfast.
I'm not gonna hurt you.
I just wanna know a little bit more about you.
About what you feel inside. What you feel about me, anything.
Just a little.
I feel lonely sometimes.
Thank you. Me too.
Let me this time.
Good morning.
I know you say you don't eat breakfast, so I thought I'd make us some lunch.
Shit.
- Wait. Where you going? - I shouldn't have done this.
- Shouldn't have done what? - Any of it.
I don't understand. Why? What're you talking about? Why?
- Because... - Because...? Look...
can you just hold on a second? Can we just talk about this?
No, no, Danny. We've talked too much.
- Jennifer, just stay for a minute. - I'm sorry. I have to go.
Jennifer!
I'm sorry I'm late.
Look!
Eight people, slaughtered in Miami. One of them is my friend.
- So what? - You know exactly what.
- It's getting too close. - Ay, Tio, please. Again, with that?
They are looking for you. Don't play with me.
You'll bring me in for sure. I know how your twisted little mind works.
Do you think this is a game? I'm a fucking joke to you?
Hm?
But you scare me, Cataleya.
I won't deal with your shit anymore.
I won't give you work, or anything, anymore.
You are retired.
- You can't do that. - Quiet!
How many people did you kill when your boy died?
- How many? - What you know my son?
You know fucking nothing about my son.
Tell me.
But it changed nothing.
When I lose my son, I lose my life.
Everything is important to me, is gone.
And I want to believe in you, Cataleya.
Why? I still pray that you find a life, away from this.
Because no one in our entire family has a chance for one.
Listen. Never come to the house, never come to the church.
Don't bother. I don't wanna wait for your phone call no more.
I don't want you to break my mother's heart.
Maybe this will help you to understand...
what I'm trying to tell you.
Oh, poor daddy.
5' 6". Brown eyes. Well, hazel, actually.
Dark hair. Thick, shiny.
Incredible body. Killer smile.
- I think about her all day long. - Dude, you're in love.
You're so smart.
Okay, seriously, and I mean this from the bottom of my heart,
you're nuts.
I haven't had anyone important in my life for at least ten years.
I finally find someone that I really, really like,
that I... that I wanna be with all the time.
I've got nothing. I've got a stuffed animal and a picture.
You got a picture? Give it up.
It's not even really a whole picture. I took of her while she was sleeping, so...
- Oh, myGod... - Jesus, relax.
When do I get to meet the future Mrs. Delanay?
You? Never.
Excuse me, excuse me, why are you writing a ticket?
- Third Precinct. - You got that picture?
Hello, skinny face, lying on my computer.
Oooh, she is beautiful. Clearly out of your league.
It's not for me, it's for Danny. Remember, the painter?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Much better match.
It's a perfect match. How long is this gonna take?
Slow down, tiger. You're my brother-in-law, not my boss.
And besides, I'm not supposed to be doing this.
Sorry, sorry.
You are gonna be the fairy godmother in the most beautiful love story ever.
Okay? Think about it.
You get the honor of saying you were the one, who made this all happen.
And I get to lose my job if I get caught.
Brian, it's done. I'll call you when I got something, okay?
Thank you, babe.
You'll thank me later.
Hey, I want a trace put on an incoming transmission.
Chicago, third precinct. Get somebody down there now.
That was such a nice surprise.
- Everyone grows up sometime. - She's gonna be okay.
Yes, Mama. I think so.
- Uh... excuse me? - Come with me, please.
That's my computer! Why is she... why are you all up on my computer?
- You have the right to remain... - You better not mess up my favorites!
We have a base, sir... Let's try size.
Good. Now... Let's see hands.
Looking good. Now...
Hm... nice nose.
Congratulations. You have a girl.
Print it. Get it out to all stations.
- And get the mobile unit ready. - Yes, sir.
- It's me. - Jen?
Are you busy?
No, no I'm not.
Now we do a name.
Positioning in progress...
I was just looking out the window and thinking,
- where are you? - I'm... I'm at home.
I was looking out the window too.
So we're looking at the same star right now, huh?
- Almost there. - You have a sexy voice on the phone.
- Yeah, you do too. - We've got it.
Okay, we've got. Give SWAT the location.
Go!
- I'm really glad you called me. - Me too.
I was literally just looking at a picture of you, thinking of you,
when the phone rang.
- What picture? - I took a picture of you...
while you were sleeping with my phone.
It's really bad, but I just wanted to have something to remind me of you.
- Did you show it to anybody, Danny? - No. Well actually, to my friend Ryan.
- Who else saw the picture, Danny? - Nobody. Why?
- Danny, who else? - Nobody.
I didn't show it to anybody, what's the big deal?
Look, I just took a stupid picture of you with my phone. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry too.
- Let's see what we got - Special Agent Williams, FBI.
It's clear.
No, ma'am, everything's under control.
I just need you to come with us, we're evacuating the building.
Charges.
Blow it.
She's not here. Lock down this building. ASAP!
- Anything? - Naw, nothing.
No, wait, wait, wait, one security camera down.
- A second one down. - Where?
The garage!
- All units, get to the garage. - Let's go, let's go!
Cover all the damn exits.
She's here!
Look everywhere!
Under every car, look in every room. She's here. Find her!
Anything?
Come on, check that booth, she's here.
Tio! Mama.
Oh, shit...
Emilio!
- This won't take long. Please. Sit. - You think you've been smart.
Have you covered all your bases? 'Coz this... this is already over.
- This whole place is wired with webcams. - You mean these?
Talk about covering all my bases: Your chair is pressure-wired.
You move a single inch, and that'll be the last move you ever make.
And given what you know about me, you know I don't bluff.
I don't know about you. So I'm just gonna ask...
what happened to you, that you could kill 23 people?
Would you believe me if I told you this wasn't the life I had imagined?
When I was a child, I wanted to be like you,
- on the other side. - Really?
So what happened?
This how it all went...
I was nine when he had my parents killed,
in front of me.
So all this... the tag killer?
The clues... weren't for us at all, they were all for him?
It was the only way I could track him down.
And you needed us to put it all in the press?
Yes, but it took you so fucking long.
Goddamn.
You had to be really determined, very focused, huh?
Not focused enough.
This morning he took the last piece of me.
You sent the man a message, he sent you one right back.
And now I'm gonna finish it.
- Oh, I can't help you. - Yes you can,
he is protected by your government.
By a part of my government that I cannot reach. It's CIA...
and I don't know why, but I can't get under it,
I can't get over it, you have to believe me...
- I have tried. - Try harder, Agent Ross.
You have a beautiful family.
If you go anywhere near my family,
- I swear to God, I'll... - Shhh...
Now you know what you have to do. Get me Luis Sandoval.
Because if you don't, you're gonna go to a funeral, every week.
And I will not stop, until you begin to feel what I've felt all these years.
I'm sorry.
Cataleya.
When your dinner's ready,
the timer in your chair will have expired.
Don't get up before.
Wait!
Now, you do understand that I only took this meeting...
out of professional courtesy?
Well, the truth is,
- I really can't help you at all. - Can't, or won't?
- It's the same thing, really. - But in the, uh, spirit of reaching out...
Let me put my cards on the table. I have met this woman.
- This tag killer. - It's a woman?
- Yeah. - Is she pretty?
She got the drop on me in my home
and she told me, that if I don't bring her the whereabouts of this man, she says...
she's gonna kill a member of my family every week until I have none left.
- Are you kidding me? - Does it seem to you...
that I would make something like this up?
So why don't you just... tell me what I should do.
Call 911. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting.
It starts now.
Ross.
It's her.
She says, if you don't give her exactly what she wants,
she's gonna redecorate your whole office, with you.
Can you please tell her that glass is temperative resistant...
to a direct hit by a 57mm ordinance?
Ten seconds to give up that address.
How can I be sure that if I give her the address, she won't kill me anyway?
She says you can't, but you can trust me,
if you do not give her what she wants,
you will be the 24th victim on the hit parade.
8-6-7 Magnolia Terrace, New Orleans.
She asks that you keep this coversation strictly confidential.
- With pleasure. - What about my family?
- Good morning. - Who are you?
That's not important. What's important is...
I need the floor plants to 8-6-7 Magnolia Terrace.
If you don't leave my office immediately, I will call the police.
I really need those floor plans.
You will take positions here... here... and here.
You must expect the unexpected.
She's like mist under a door. Like a mouse on the wall.
She will never attack straight on...
and you will not see her until it's too late.
She's that invisible.
Let's go!
Don Luis... Don Luis, are you okay?
- Get the Mercedes. - What happened?
- You need to get out of here. - Leave me alone.
Come on! Come on, come on.
- Everybody in! - Let's go! Quick!
We have to move. Hurry!
Come on. You hide here.
- And wait for my call. - Okay.
- Did you get her? - We're checking.
I think we got her.
Marco.
Marco!
- What the hell is going on? - I will hold here.
Marco!
You've been waiting for this moment for a very long time, right?
Yes.
Hurry.
- Marco? - No. It's Cataleya.
What were you expecting?
You have ruined your whole life trying to kill me, someone like me?
I cannot be killed. I do the killing! And now, it's your turn to be hunted.
You will never find me. But as the day follows night, believe me,
I will find you. And I will kill you. And you know why?
Because I will never be...
- where you want me to be. - Actually...
you're exactly where I want you to be.
Eat.
You should think very carefully. Is there anything else?
I've already told you everything.
Okay? She... she'd come by for a couple of hours,
and then she'd leave, that's it.
Look, it's really late, I'm really tired. If you are not gonna arrest me...
We don't actually have anything to charge you with.
- So, can I leave? - No.
- I got a few more questions. - Can I at least get a cup of coffee?
Yeah.
- Cream and sugar? - Yes, please.
- Hello. - Hello.
Jen? Thank God. Look, I... I had no idea, I'm so sorry, are you okay?
- I'm fine. Where are you? - The FBI.
- Danny, you know that they... - Yeah.
- How much time do we have? - Forty seconds.
- Gives us time for 3 more questions. - What's your real name?
- Cataleya. - Like the flower?
Yes, like the flower. Twenty Seconds.
Will my little bird come back one day?
Leave your window open and you'll see.
- Hey, Ross? - Yeah.
We're picking something up off that guy's phone.
- Last question. - I love you.
Give me that phone. Give it! Hello? Hello?!
You can go.