(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(GUN FIRING)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(SIZZLES)
You're cooking!
This must be a dream.
Or perhaps a nightmare.
I choose to take the higher ground and ignore that.
Breakfast is served.
These are my patented special pancakes that I make for Alexis.
Well, not so special.
I learned how to prepare it for her
- this past year. - Oh.
So the student becomes...
A failed student.
The drop-out.
You fed her this?
Mother, you are forever forbidden from practicing the art of Pancake-do.
Where did I go wrong?
Where do I begin?
But Alexis isn't even here. Why are you making these?
(SIGHS)
You miss her.
(SIGHING) Oh.
Well, don't you?
Yes, of course I do. But Columbia is just a cab ride away.
Oh, she was the center of our lives for so long
and now she's just gone.
Right now is just Alexis' time to make her own way in the world.
But she'll be back.
Like Simba in The Lion King. It's the circle of life.
(SOFTLY) Oh, darling.
You seem to have adopted a real Zen-like attitude
about all this, Castle.
Well, I've realized I've been a little overprotective of Alexis at times.
Okay, constantly.
But since she's left for Columbia, I've learned to let go.
I stopped checking her video blog.
I don't ask to meet her boyfriend anymore.
I've come to realize that, like a bird, Alexis needed to leave the nest.
So, I let her fly, turned around, and I strode away.
That's acceptance.
Wait, wouldn't acceptance be letting her go,
seeing where she flies and then being okay with it?
Yeah, but I wouldn't be okay with that. I don't want to see where she goes.
Or what other birds of prey are out there, or what other nests or...
So is that acceptance? Or denial?
Well, it was acceptance till you started applying your fiendish logic.
How about you guys apply some fiendish logic to this?
Meet Hasim Farouk. Man versus van, at 1:00 a.m. Last night.
He was killed instantly.
Knocked right out of his shoes at the point of impact.
So, hit-and-run?
Well, that's just the tip of the iceberg. A witness, homeless guy,
said that the victim emptied his gun at the van,
just stood in the middle of the street, shooting, right until it hit him.
Why would he do that?
I don't know, but he definitely knew his way around guns.
Jan!
This is a SIG P220 S,
with a weight-compensator, target sights,
and a custom-molded grip to his hand.
This was a serious shooter.
What else do we know about him?
Well, Hasim Farouk is a Saudi national, living here as a student.
Majoring in what? Urban warfare?
Undeclared, actually. Up at Columbia.
So what was he doing in Lower Manhattan?
More importantly,
what is Columbia doing admitting gun-toting lunatics,
and are there any more of them?
For the record, I'm not calling to check on Alexis.
I'm just checking my email.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
Acceptance.
Have Tech search traffic cam footage for any video of that van.
And let's look into Hasim Farouk's life,
- (CELL PHONE BEEPS) - See if he had any enemies.
Looks like he had at least one.
Assault charges were filed against him two days ago by one Bram Stoker.
Bram Stoker, author of Dracula, died in 1912?
Uh, if it's him, I'd say he's immortal.
- Excuse me, Bram Stoker? - Yeah.
Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD.
And might I say how youthful you look.
Witty. Never heard that before.
I've never heard of anyone named Bram Stoker before.
Except Bram Stoker.
Apparently he's a distant relative,
and both my parents are English scholars.
They thought it would be cute.
It wasn't.
So, what is this about?
- The late Hasim Farouk. - The late?
He's dead?
Yes, he was murdered the day after you filed an assault charge against him.
Well, I certainly did not kill him. I filed those charges to protect myself.
From what?
Hasim was a student of mine. I'm a TA for a seminar on Joyce.
What was the problem with the two of you?
I didn't think that there was one.
And then three days ago, he confronts me after class.
Starts accusing me
of being overly familiar with some female students.
Said if I didn't stop, he'd kill me.
For harassing those women?
No, I was not harassing them.
I might flirt with students, on occasion.
But believe me, it was never unwelcome.
Ladies are kind of diggin' on vampires right now.
My name is Bram Stoker.
For once in my life, it's working for me.
Maybe Hasim was jealous?
Were any of those students his girlfriend?
No, I don't think he had a girlfriend, or friends at all, for that matter.
Okay, well, I'm gonna need a list of all the girls that you flirted with.
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
(WHISTLES)
Look at this building.
Hasim was living large for a college student.
Yeah, add that to the list of things about this dude
that don't add up.
His records say he started as a freshman at 24.
Now who does that?
Late bloomer?
Or a sleeper-cell terrorist. Think about it.
Saudi national.
- Shot up a van with a customized SIG. - (LOCK CLICKS)
I'm just saying, he could be a terrorist.
- Whoa. - Whoa!
Look at all this gear.
This guy practically has his own dojo.
Huh.
(DRAWER CLOSING)
Ah... (CHUCKLES)
Yeah, and if his black belt skills didn't get it done,
- he always had this. - Wow.
That's not all he's got.
Look, surveillance gear.
Ooh.
State-of-the-art.
Light-years ahead of anything the department has.
Yeah.
Who the hell is this guy?
Look, the guns could fit with terrorism. But the wire-tapping equipment?
Maybe he's a spy.
He's got military training.
It says here he was a commando in the Saudi Special Forces.
But then there's this.
Twenty-five grand wired to him every month from a Swiss bank account.
Whatever he was doing, he was well-funded.
What did his fellow students have to say?
Well, I talked to most of the girls on Bram Stoker's list,
and none of them noticed Hasim in class or even knew who he was.
It's like the guy was invisible.
He was hiding in plain sight.
A foreign agent, in deep cover,
on some kind of special reconnaissance mission.
So then why would he shoot up a van?
Maybe Jack Bauer was driving.
Yo, Ryan's hunting through traffic cam footage looking for that van.
In the meantime, things with Hasim just keep getting weirder.
Tech went over that surveillance gear.
It looks like he was using it to monitor an active bug
installed in some apartment about a half a mile from his place.
Whose apartment was it?
According to the lease,
it belonged to this chick. Sara El-Masri.
I called and left a message on her cell phone.
Wait a minute. Sara El-Masri was one of the students in the Joyce class.
She was one of the girls on Bram Stoker's flirt list.
What did she say about Hasim?
I couldn't reach her. I just left a message.
Hey, guys.
I got something here you need to see.
Unfortunately, there were no traffic or security cams near the crime scene.
But we did find this footage,
shot down the street
- from where Hasim was hit. - (REMOTE BEEPS)
That's definitely the van that took him out.
The front end's all crunched up, you can see the bullet holes.
- Yeah, now watch this. - (REMOTE BEEPS)
Wait. Uh...
- Go back to where she ran out. - (REMOTE BEEPS)
- Zoom in on her face. - (REMOTE BEEPS)
BECKETT: That's Sara El-Masri.
She was abducted.
And Hasim died trying to stop it.
BECKETT: Whoever this is, he abducted a girl
and he killed our victim.
So what do we know about him from the video?
He's a male, late 30s,
no distinguishing scars or tattoos.
But we sent the footage over to the FBI,
see if they can run it through their facial recognition software.
Are they updated on the abduction?
Yes, and they're sending over an agent to liaise.
Meanwhile, we're checking other traffic cams,
see if we can track where that van went after Sara tried to escape.
Hasim was surveilling her apartment
and he was nearby when she was kidnapped.
But why? What was their relationship?
Well, Sara's roommate's coming in, maybe she has an answer.
There were no phone calls between them.
It's looking more like he was stalking her.
Not only did he wire-tap her place,
he was also taking two classes that she was in.
Maybe it's like The Conversation.
I'm sorry, I don't...
- Francis Ford Coppola. - Gene Hackman.
- Very underrated. - Thank you.
Um, in it, a surveillance expert
overhears a plot against the woman he's bugging.
Maybe Hasim got wind of the kidnapping,
tried to thwart it, and paid with his life.
But that still doesn't explain the guns in his apartment.
True, Gene Hackman did not possess an arsenal.
So it could be that Hasim was in on the kidnapping.
And it went sideways.
Or he got cold feet.
All right, dig into his emails and phone records.
- Let's see who he was in touch with. - On it.
So, here's what I've dug up on Sara El-Masri.
She's a sophomore, majoring in marine biology.
She was born in Cairo, to an uber-wealthy Egyptian family.
So this could have been a kidnapping for ransom.
Where are her parents?
The El-Masris have a place at The Dakota.
They're on their way in now.
I am sick in my heart.
I just...
I just want my daughter back.
And we're doing everything that we can to make that happen, Mr. El-Masri,
along with the FBI.
She's only 20 years old.
A child. Who did this to her?
Well, so far we know that at least two people were involved.
The driver and this man.
Does he look familiar to you?
- No, not to me. Lina? - No.
I will pay them.
I will pay whatever they ask.
What if that isn't what they want?
You've made enemies, Anwar.
In Egypt, not here. This is about money.
This is always about money.
It's also about this man.
Hasim Farouk. Have you ever seen him?
Yeah, I tried to reach Hasim when I learned of this.
Perhaps he can help us if...
Wait, you know him?
Sara would not accept a bodyguard.
So I hired Hasim to watch over her discreetly.
Where is he?
He died trying to protect her.
Now, you hired him to guard Sara.
Was she receiving threats?
No.
(VOICE BREAKING) But a man in my position...
I begged Sara to be careful.
But she said, "Baba, you worry too much."
She thinks like an American now.
Trusts like an American.
I will pay anything.
She is my only child.
- Please. - (KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Would you excuse us for a moment?
Detective Beckett, Mr. Castle.
This is Agent Harris.
He'll be running point on the kidnapping.
Good to meet you.
Detective Ryan brought me up to speed on things.
How are the El-Masris?
Scared. Devastated.
Okay, that's good.
It is?
It beats angry or defensive.
They want to be helpful and honest, which is important,
because at the end of the day, it's the accuracy of our information
that can determine whether this ends well or badly.
- I'll keep you in the loop. - We'll do the same.
So I got Ryan and Esposito looking into Sara's movements from last night.
I figure if we can find out what she was doing in Lower Manhattan,
that could lead us to whoever killed Hasim.
Are you okay?
Oh, yeah, I just can't imagine what they're going through right now.
Do you think that this is really about money?
Did a web search on El-Masri.
He's worth over 300 million.
Yeah, but still, who hires an ex-commando
to babysit their daughter?
I've considered it.
And I don't doubt that.
But did you see how he shot her down when she brought up enemies?
He just doesn't want to believe the worst.
And frankly, I can't blame him.
Hey, so I just interviewed Sara's roommate, Amber.
She wasn't any help with Hasim or the kidnapping.
But she did say that Sara went out last night.
Where did she go?
All Amber could remember is that it was some kind of science thing.
Okay, I found three science-related events
in Lower Manhattan from last night.
First, a sci-fi movie marathon at an art house theater
eight blocks from where Hasim got clocked.
Though, by definition, science fiction is not science.
It has the word in it.
It's... That's an excellent point.
What are the other two?
Uh, a star-gazing tour led by an actual astronomer.
And a speech from a scientist named Hayden Posner,
in the ballroom of the Beaumont Hotel.
Dr. Posner. He's an expert on climate change.
Alexis bought me his book.
Which I still haven't read.
And the Beaumont Hotel would explain why Sara was in Lower Manhattan.
And she's a marine biology major,
which means she would be interested in climate change.
Let's go.
Yes, I remember her.
A very lovely young woman.
Sara El-Masri. Yes, she definitely attended.
I checked her in myself.
Did you notice anything unusual about her?
No. After Dr. Posner's presentation, she stayed for the Q and A,
which went rather late. And then she left.
Any idea where she went?
All I know is that she exited the ballroom.
I stayed on to set up for a wedding reception.
Did she speak with anyone?
Just the person she was with.
Who was that?
A young woman.
They sat together, they seemed to be friends.
But I couldn't tell you her name.
Do you think you could describe this woman?
Red hair, pale skin.
Also very lovely.
Can I see that for a moment?
It's Alexis. She's on the list. She was here last night.
Oh, maybe she knows her.
- Maybe they met at the event. - (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
At the very least, I'm sure she can help us out.
Hmm.
(CELL PHONE CHIMING)
That's her ringtone.
(CHIMING CONTINUES)
CASTLE: What's that?
Our lost and found.
In fact, a guest turned in a phone last night.
They found it in the street out front.
(CHIMING CONTINUES)
They took Alexis, too.
(DOOR CLOSING)
Mr. Castle, we will do everything in our power to get your daughter back.
I don't want to be "handled." Just let me know where things stand.
Let's start with the facts as we now understand them.
Your daughter attended last night's event with Sara El-Masri.
Apparently they met in an environmental science class
and became friends.
GPS on her phone shows
that it was left outside the hotel shortly after the event ended.
That, plus the fact that no one has seen or heard from her in the 16 hours since,
leads us to conclude that she, too, was forced into the van.
Now why would they take Alexis if Sara was the target?
She was probably with Sara at the time. She was a witness.
It would've been easier to take her than
not.
So you're saying she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
It appears that way.
Do you have any suspects?
We have a name.
Facial recognition gave us an ID on the man in the video.
Roger Henson.
We know him mainly as a mid-level narcotics smuggler.
If we know he's out there, we can get him.
We could initiate a manhunt.
We're already searching for Henson, along with all his known associates.
But he is a career felon.
Finding him won't be easy.
What's a drug smuggler doing involved in a kidnapping?
We're not sure.
But Roger Henson is not a shot-caller.
He's a middleman, a hired gun.
He may have been hired to abduct the girls.
What happens now?
We press ahead on multiple fronts, with a focus on Henson.
Locating him could crack the case.
We're also creating contingency plans for when and if
the kidnappers make contact.
"Lf"? What do you mean "if"?
We know that the El-Masris are wealthy,
and you told us that Sara was the target.
Mr. El-Masri admitted he had close ties with the previous regime in Egypt.
As a result, he made some very powerful enemies.
It's possible his daughter's abduction was motivated by revenge.
Okay, where does that leave my daughter?
I mean, if she wasn't the one they were after
and she's just in the way...
Mr. Castle, you need to stay positive.
Whatever their motives,
the kidnappers will realize she has value.
Now what we need to do next is go to your home
and set up a trap-and-trace on your phone lines
so we're ready for their call.
I'll wait for you outside.
(DOOR OPENING)
Gates will see.
I don't care.
I can't believe this is happening.
We're gonna find her, Castle.
We will.
You do whatever you need to do to get him back his little girl.
Anything you need, Detective.
Thank you, sir.
How's he doing?
It's Alexis.
He's gotta be wrecked. Hell, I'm wrecked.
Yeah, well, we gotta put all of that aside and help him find her.
Where are we on the van?
We've been working the traffic cam footage
and we made some headway.
After the van left Lower Manhattan, we picked it up on East River Drive
heading towards the Queens-Midtown tunnel.
We gotta figure out where that van went.
Let's bring in some more bodies to review the footage.
We find the van, we'll find Alexis.
You'll let us know if you need anything?
Certainly, sir.
Oh, Mother.
I'm sorry. I am so sorry.
Richard! This is not your fault.
- I don't know. Maybe if I had just... - No ifs.
Do not torture yourself with ifs.
The only people to blame for this are the ones who took her.
Alexis is her father's daughter.
She is strong, and she is smart, and she is going to get through this.
Yeah, I know.
No, no, no. I'm not just saying this.
She's going to be all right. I feel it in my heart.
And my heart is never wrong.
- What about your first marriage? - Well...
- And your second? - Okay, fine, fine,
occasionally my heart is wrong.
But it is not in this case.
I just keep wondering,
how did the kidnappers know Sara was gonna be at the Beaumont Hotel?
You have Kate Beckett and the FBI tracking Alexis down.
Just let them do their job. And they need for you to be here.
Okay.
What do you got?
Our van exited the Queens-to-Midtown tunnel to Greenpoint,
took Greenpoint Ave to McGuinness, then went west on Huron.
Then where did the van go?
Well, we're not sure. But this area, right here,
it's pretty much boxed in
by Greenpoint Ave, McGuinness and Franklin.
We checked the video feeds from those streets.
The van went into that neighborhood, but never came out.
RYAN: The girls have to be somewhere in there.
Along with Henson.
- Okay, so how big is our search zone? - Twenty square blocks.
Okay, coordinate with Feds and Queens PD.
We need to do a street-by-street search for that van.
Plainclothes and unmarked cars only.
So, I'm sitting by the fountain on the south quad this morning,
sipping my macchiato, trying to study for a chem quiz,
and I had this, I guess it was another freshman moment.
I'm sure eventually I'll become jaded and cynical, but not today.
Today, I look around and I see beautiful buildings.
I see students who are just like me and nothing like me.
(SIGHING) And I feel overwhelmed
with all the possibilities,
with how lucky I am to be a part of this,
and how there is nowhere on Earth I'd rather be right now.
Now, stand by for a geek alert.
Me and my friend Sara
got tickets to go see Dr. Posner speak at the Beaumont tonight.
And for those of you who don't know,
Dr. Posner is one of the foremost thinkers on climate change,
a personal hero of mine...
CASTLE: Do you see? Are you watching?
Castle, if the kidnappers knew that Alexis and Sara were friends...
They did know. They had to know.
They tracked Sara to the hotel from this video.
Alexis posted it yesterday afternoon at 2:36.
The kidnappers must have accessed her website.
Okay, I'm contacting Tech right now.
Have them trace every IP address that accessed that site after 2:36 p.m.
Which might take time, depending on...
What if she doesn't have time?
- Castle, listen to me. - Don't!
Don't promise me you'll find her unless you can do it.
Because I would never forgive you,
any more than I'd ever forgive myself.
RYAN: Beckett.
We got something.
CASTLE: What's that, Beckett?
What's going on?
Castle, I gotta go. I'll call you as soon as I find something, okay?
- Beckett, wait. - (HANGS UP PHONE)
(ENDS CALL)
Okay, thanks. Yeah, I will.
(ENDS CALL)
That was L.T. From the precinct.
He said all he knows is that they found the van, parked since last night.
Well, Beckett will call you as soon as she has some news.
The van's in Greenpoint.
She would've gotten there over an hour ago.
The only reason she wouldn't have called...
Stop it, Richard.
We... We don't know that.
Oh, darling, go to Greenpoint.
Go. Go, I can handle things here.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(SIREN WAILING)
- Hey. - (CAR DOOR CLOSING)
Castle, what are you doing here?
Precinct told me that you found the van.
Why the hell wouldn't you call me?
Because we don't know what this is yet.
Castle, please. You don't need to see this, okay?
- What's in the van? - Castle, just please...
What's in the van?
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
Oh, my God!
(VOICE BREAKING) Oh, Lanie, whose blood is that?
Did someone die in there?
Lanie, did she die in there?
Castle, we don't know. Okay?
Not yet. Lanie just got here.
- What is Alexis' blood type? - A-positive.
Okay, just give me a minute.
Come on, let's go over here.
Is it a match?
- It's B-negative. It's not from your baby. - (CASTLE EXHALES)
- Oh, God, thank you. - I'm right there with you, honey.
I got to go let Agent Harris know.
So she's safe. She's here somewhere, right?
She's got to be around here somewhere.
She was.
Castle, there is a blood trail that led from the van, and it stopped.
We think that the kidnappers changed cars.
Whose van is it?
It was stolen a week ago.
- Any fingerprints? - CSU is looking.
We've got uniforms canvassing the area.
Castle, listen, if there is a lead, we are gonna find it.
LANIE: Beckett.
I'll be right back. Okay?
Mr. El-Masri, I need to speak to you. We're absolutely positive...
Oh, thank God!
Hey.
The blood. It's not from Sara.
And not Alexis either.
- Then there's hope. - Yeah.
I regret that your daughter was drawn into this.
What is it exactly they've been drawn into?
I wish I knew.
Sara?
- Sara? - (BREATHES DEEPLY)
- (SARA MOANS) - Sara, are you okay?
(SIGHS)
I think.
Where are we?
I don't know.
Wait, the speech. The hotel.
We left the hotel and then that guy...
He forced us into a van and...
(SIGHS) It's all a bit of a blur.
(EXHALES)
I think we were drugged.
We still have our clothes on. At least that's a good sign.
This is all my fault.
My parents warned me about this since they first sent me to boarding school.
They even made me sit through a lecture on kidnapping
from the head of corporate security.
Wait. Why would somebody kidnap you?
My father's crazy rich.
Well, the good news is is that he'll pay the ransom.
I mean, that's what this must be, right?
ALEXIS: Right.
Anyway, my dad will find us.
He works with the police. I'm sure he's looking for us right now.
So they'll get us out of here.
ALEXIS: I wonder what's in there.
SARA: Okay, this is creepy.
Clothes? Towels?
At least this means they want us alive.
(HATCH OPENING)
See?
They're taking care of us.
That was Agent Harris.
A witness saw a black Yukon leaving Greenpoint just after the van arrived.
The kidnappers must've switched over to the Yukon.
They've got a 24-hour head start. They could be anywhere by now.
Where is CSU on the blood?
Well, spatter analysis shows that it came from the driver.
He was shot by Hasim.
He would've left prints in the van. He must be in the system.
No, CSU only found Roger Henson's prints.
There's no other matches.
We must have a lead here somewhere.
Maybe we do. CSU inspected the van,
found that a bunch of performance tweaks were done to it.
Octane booster in the tank, catalytic converter was bypassed,
the ECU was re-chipped to boost up the horsepower.
Somebody upgraded it to a getaway car.
Not just somebody. A real pro.
Probably our driver.
BECKETT: Okay, look for a wheelman
whose MO is to steal getaway cars and retune them.
Someone with B-negative blood.
All right.
That security guy.
You said he talked to you about kidnapping.
What kind of stuff did he say?
What if no one's looking for us?
What if they don't even realize that we're gone?
Sara, let's focus on the questions we can answer.
Build on what we know.
We don't know anything. That's the problem.
We don't know who took us
or for how long we'll be here or even where we are.
Okay, well, let's figure that out.
Let's figure out where we are. Um...
(HOLLOW THUDDING)
Hear that?
Space under the floor. So we're not in a basement.
This is a much older building, based on how worn the floor is.
Then there's the sound.
What sound?
Exactly.
No car honks, no traffic noise.
Either this room is seriously sound-proof
or we're not in New York.
Looks like your hunch paid off.
Douglas Stevens. He did a nickel as a getaway driver for a bank robbery.
And guess who did time with him? None other than Roger Henson.
Do the prison records show his blood type?
B-negative.
Okay, I'm gonna put out an APB and alert all hospitals.
With the amount of blood that he lost, he's gonna need medical treatment.
He might not need a hospital.
Douglas Stevens has a sister who's a nurse.
Guess who called in sick today?
NYPD, open up!
(DOOR OPENING)
What is this?
What are you people doing here?
We're here for your brother.
Doug? I haven't seen him in weeks. I don't know where he is.
Yeah, well, we're not gonna take your word for it.
Hey, you can't just barge in here!
Actually, ma'am, we can.
(MAN GROANS)
NYPD! Don't move.
Douglas Stevens, you're under arrest.
BECKETT: The girls that you took, where are they?
Where's your partner, Roger Henson?
Who put the two of you up to this?
I got nothing to say.
Well, then you're gonna go down for all of it.
You were driving the van.
That's murder, two counts of kidnapping.
Do you know how many years you're going to be in jail for?
It's in the triple digits.
Tell us where the girls are. That's your only hope.
Let me know when my ambulance gets here.
I'd like a minute with him.
(DOUGLAS GROANS)
I just said I don't wanna talk, so you can't question me.
I have rights.
I'm not gonna say anything without a lawyer.
I'm not a cop.
Then who are you?
You remember the girl with the red hair?
I'm her father.
Please know,
I will do whatever it takes to get her back.
Those police outside are my friends.
My daughter's friends, too.
So it's just you and me.
If you touch me, I'll press charges.
I don't care.
Where are they?
I'm just a driver, I don't know anything.
You know Henson ditched the van for the black Yukon.
So where did he go?
Where did he take the girls?
I won't ask you again. Where did he take the girls?
(DOUGLAS SCREAMS)
DOUGLAS: Stop!
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)
The address Stevens gave you is to a farm off Route 301,
that's 60 miles north from here.
Agent Harris and a tactical team are heading to the location.
Already?
They should be arriving at the farm any moment.
And what will they do then?
Whatever's necessary to recover Alexis and her friend.
But I'll let you know the moment I have any news.
Thank you.
Do you want a coffee?
No, thanks. My adrenaline will suffice.
Did you find out who owns the farm?
Nobody. The property's been tied up in foreclosure since 2009.
It's been sitting empty, it's isolated.
Look, the FBI knows what they're doing.
They're trained in hostage rescue.
Alexis is in the best possible hands.
I'm tapped into the state police dispatch.
Feds are on the scene right now.
That's our SUV.
Okay, sooner or later, someone will show up to bring us more food
and we need to be prepared.
So what did that security guy tell you?
Avoid eye contact with the captor so they don't perceive you to be a witness.
- Good. What else? - Be vulnerable.
Try to let the captors see you as human,
as someone they can relate to.
Try to build up trust, build a relationship.
How are we supposed to build a relationship without eye contact?
That's a good question.
The minute she knows, you'll know.
I just wish that minute was now. (SIGHS)
This is all happening too fast and too slow at the same time.
Tell me what happened with Douglas Stevens.
I appealed to his humanity.
I didn't think you had that side to you.
When it comes to the people I love, I do.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(GASPS)
(MIDDLE EASTERN ACCENT) Put the food tray under the door.
My name's Alexis, this is Sara.
Put the food tray under the door.
(HATCH CLOSING)
It's kind of cold in here.
Is there any way we could get
- some more blankets? - (RADIO CRACKLING)
(MAN SPEAKING ARABIC OVER RADIO)
What just happened?
The man on the radio, he was speaking Arabic.
He said, "Return to your posts. We have visitors."
Go! Go, go, go!
OFFICER: FBI! Search warrant!
HARRIS: Go, go, go!
You know, I still remember.
When Alexis was born,
they handed me this tiny person, all bundled up.
She just stared up at me.
(SOFTLY) And when I looked down at her, this feeling hit me.
Like I'd been struck by lightning.
It was love.
That instant,
inexplicable love you can only feel for your child.
In that moment, I knew.
I knew my life had changed forever.
And now it's about to change again.
(PHONE RINGING)
Gates.
Okay.
(HANGS UP PHONE)
The farmhouse was empty.
Alexis and Sara are not there.
You're sure she's not in the cellar or some hidden room somewhere?
We searched top to bottom. They're gone.
We did find these.
Either of them belong to Alexis?
Yeah. That one there,
that's hers.
What does it mean that her coat's here and she's not?
This must've been a way station until they moved the girls someplace else.
They've been one step ahead of us this whole time.
These people we're dealing with are sophisticated.
There are webcams outside.
Our approach was streamed to an anonymous IP address.
That same IP accessed your daughter's website.
And you can't trace it?
It was routed across four continents. We're not optimistic.
What about Roger Henson?
HARRIS: He was shot to death.
After being tortured at length
by someone who knew what they were doing.
His fingernails were pulled off.
CASTLE: I don't understand.
Henson was working for the kidnappers.
Why would they torture him?
I don't know.
Well, then what do you think?
What is your best guess as to what this means for Alexis?
For the girls?
It means getting them back may be a little more complicated.
- Were you crying in there? - (SIGHS)
I thought the running water would cover it up.
We'll be all right, Sara.
I thought this was all about the money.
But these people speak Arabic.
My father is a hated man back in Egypt.
We need to get out of here.
The only way out is through that door and it's locked.
(SIGHS)
Hey, are those bobby pins?
There are hopeful signs here, Castle.
They've gone out of their way not to harm the girls.
They want them alive.
That'll give us time to track down whoever is behind this.
How?
Our main suspect is dead,
the only thing Stevens knew is where the farmhouse is,
and we have no idea who we're looking for.
The FBI is searching the farm for evidence,
they're canvassing the area for witnesses that might have seen
whoever was on the property.
All of which is just another way of saying that we're back to square one.
It won't be the first time.
We're gonna solve this, Castle. We will find a way.
"We've done it before, with less to go on."
You know who told me that?
I did.
In a fit of irrational optimism.
Castle, go see your mom.
Get some rest. Come back in the morning.
No one is giving up here.
No, I can't. I...
Here's a decaf.
It's for the road.
Thank you.
(SIGHS)
(SARA SIGHS)
It's been hours now.
My dad taught me how to do this
when he was researching for one of his books.
He actually bought a door for us to practice on.
This was recently?
- I was 10. - Oh, God.
I can do this.
One bobby pin is the torsion wrench, the other is the lock-pick.
I just need to be careful
- not to apply too much pressure. - (CLINKING)
Did you just break the hairpin?
Because that's the last one.
No! I got it.
Oh, my God.
(DOOR CREAKING)
SARA: What's out there?
A hallway. Like in an office building. I don't see anyone.
What if they catch us? Then what?
They want us alive. Just remember that.
Here's the plan. We head down the hall.
There has to be a way out.
If it looks like there's two ways, we split up
and double our chances that one of us makes it out.
(SIGHS) I think I'm gonna throw up.
You're not going to throw up.
You're going to get out of here.
(VOICE BREAKING) Okay. Okay.
(DOOR CLOSING)
- Go. - No, no.
We talked about this. Go!
(BEEPING)
(ERROR TONE)
(BEEPING)
(CELL PHONE CHIMING)
Were you expecting someone to Skype you?
No.
(BEEPS)
- Alexis! - Daddy?
Oh, my God,
I tried to call 9-1-1, but it wouldn't go through.
Baby, are you okay? Where are you?
I don't know.
The phone's about to die. Um...
We're in some building.
We were locked in a room, but we got out.
Where? What building?
What's outside the window?
Nothing, I can't see anything, the windows are covered up.
- (GASPS) - (MEN SPEAKING ARABIC)
They're coming. They're coming. They found out we're gone.
Baby, get out of there. Get out of there now!
Go! Go!
(MAN SHOUTING IN ARABIC)
Can you tell where the call's coming from?
- (BEEPING) - RYAN: Tracking now.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
This can't be right.
Why? What is it?
This says that the call originated from a cell tower in Paris, France.
Help... (GRUNTS)