Subtitle by ShweScorpion
Hi, Katey. I just got off the plane.
How was your flight?
It was good. Just a little bumpy, but nothing I can't handle.
Just like real life.
Mom, I'm real proud of you for making this trip all by yourself.
Okay, I'm not the child here, you are.
I realize that. It's just...
I know how difficult these things are for you right now.
Well, I just...
You know...
It means a lot to me.
Honey, I know it does.
But don't you worry about me. I really am. I'm doing much better now.
I haven't tried to kill anyone in at least a week.
Well, I'm back to work...
and I think I might be up for a promotion.
I never doubted you, Mom. I know you'll get it.
Yeah, maybe.
Right now, I just gotta dust myself off,
keep this mess together and enjoy watching you graduate.
Well, you came to the right place.
So when do I get to see you?
I'll catch a ride over at the hotel and see you in a little while?
Okay. Well, I should probably be there in about an hour, depending on the traffic.
Cool. See you in a few.
- All right. I love you, Katey. - I love you, Mom.
- Hello. - Jennifer. Hi, it's me.
Yes, I know who it is, Richard.
You in Buffalo yet?
I just arrived.
All right. Well, I'm still laid over in Newark,
but I should be there in a few hours.
Okay, but you don't have to tell me your whereabouts anymore.
Besides, it never worked in the past.
Jen, come on. Katey's graduation is important.
I'm sure it is, and what does that have to do with me?
Well, I was just...
kind of hoping that maybe we could get together for dinner... tonight.
Dinner, with you?
Yeah, I don't think so.
Why not?
Richard, I'm trying to get my bag and get out of here, okay?
Yes, what is it?
This just fell out of your pocket.
Thank you, little lady.
You know this belonged to my father.
I would've hated to have lost it.
You know what you are, don't you?
You are a good Samaritan.
That's someone who does good deeds.
Okay, but will you at least just think about it?
Please?
Listen, if I change my mind, I'll call you.
Are you traveling?
We're trying to get to Florida to see my folks,
but our flight got canceled until tomorrow.
Stuck at the airport, huh?
Money's a little tight?
Get yourselves a hotel room and a nice dinner...
for being a good Samaritan.
- We can't. - I insist.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Bye.
Good afternoon. I have a reservation for Jennifer Clarke.
Your license?
The white zone is your immediate loading and unloading of passengers only.
No parking.
- Katey. - Hi, Mom.
I'm running a little late, but I'm on my way. I promise.
That's okay. I haven't even unpacked.
You bring Grandma's earrings?
I did. They're in my suitcase.
You're the best!
You said it, not me.
Be there soon.
Honey, don't rush. Life is not a race.
You said it, not me.
What?
That's great.
Baggage claim. This is Nancy, how can I help you?
Yes, hi. I've made some sort of awful mistake.
I opened up my suitcase, only, it's not my suitcase.
I must've left mine at the airport.
Well, that happens.
If I can get your name, the flight number and the airline,
I'll look into it for you.
Well, my name is Jennifer Clarke, only my tag on the bag says Williams.
That's my married name.
And my flight is Universal International.
Flight 1711 from Chicago.
Okay.
Just hold on one second, please.
There has been no luggage remaining from flight 1711,
I'm sorry, under the names William or Clarke.
Wait, are you sure? It's a small black bag.
We don't have any unclaimed baggage from that flight
and nobody else has called in with their luggage missing.
Is there a name on the bag?
No, there's no tag on this bag.
I'm sorry, I don't know what to tell you.
Maybe your bag was picked up by mistake as well.
Maybe. So what do I do?
Well, I can arrange to have the bag picked up at your hotel, if you like,
and we'll give you a call if your luggage turns up.
Okay, I guess that's best.
I'm staying at the hotel Lafayette here in Downtown.
It'll be at least 24 hours before we can arrange a pickup.
If you just leave it at the front desk, we won't have to bother you.
I can do that.
Well, we have all of your information,
and we will give you a call if your bag turns up.
And again, we apologize for the inconvenience.
It's okay. It's my fault. Thank you.
That's great.
Katey...
Hi, Jen.
I thought I said I would call you.
You did, but I couldn't take that chance.
And besides, we're both staying in the same hotel,
and there's a nice little restaurant right downstairs here in the lobby.
What do you say?
- Richard... - Gonna invite me in?
Oh! Wow!
This place is nice.
Must've got the promotion you were hoping for.
Not yet.
It'll come.
Just gotta keep pounding the rock.
Um, so...
I'm sorry, I'm just really not in the mood for like, small talk right now.
Look, Jen, lord knows we've had our troubles.
But I need to prove to you that I'm not the monster everybody believes I am.
Good luck with that.
It really doesn't matter because we're through, right?
At least that's what the state of Illinois says.
But I'm not Mrs. Williams anymore, so I don't actually have to do what you say.
I'm not trying to tell you what to do.
I'm just asking you to have dinner with me.
No.
Jen, come on.
It's our daughter's graduation. It's the biggest day of her life.
I was hoping, that as her parents, you know, maybe we could put on a unified front.
For at least one day. For Katey's sake.
For Katey's sake?
- What suddenly you care about what Katey thinks? - Of course I do.
Okay, so why don't you ask her how she feels about having a new baby sister.
- Jen. - Or how she feels about having a step-mother who's only, what,
four years older than she is.
Can't change what's happened, Jen.
No, I'm not asking you to change. I'm the one that's changing.
I'm becoming my own person.
Yeah, I might've got knocked out of my senses by all of this,
but I found my feet again. I'm getting stronger everyday.
So I hear.
I'm happy for you.
I'm sure you are.
Maybe I'll see you tomorrow.
Hello?
Hi, this is BNW Airport.
Uh, is this Miss Williams?
Yes, it's Miss Williams.
Uh, I'm glad I was able to reach you.
There's been a little mix up here, as I'm sure you're probably aware by now.
We have your luggage here at the airport.
Appears you might've picked up the wrong suitcase by mistake at baggage claim.
It happens all the time, I mean...
- so many bags look alike. - Yeah.
Yes, they do.
Well, the owner of the bag you have has been calling us since the plane landed.
He's worried sick as I'm sure you can imagine.
So if you'll just tell me where you're staying,
we'll get someone over to you right away,
and we can get this all sorted out.
Just tell me where you're staying, Miss Williams.
Miss Williams? I need to know where you're staying.
I can't bring your bag if I don't know where you are.
Tell me where you're staying, please.
Jennifer, are you still...
Hi, can I help you?
Yes, I'd like to leave this suitcase here at the front desk.
Someone from the airport will pick it up within 24 hours.
Okay.
Um, is there a specific way that you'd like for me to mark it?
No, uh, just...
airport pickup...
I really... I don't care.
Is there anything else that I can help you out with today?
- No, um, thank you. - Okay, have a good one.
Easy, Mom.
Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
I just got a little surprised, that's all.
Sorry that I'm late. I missed the first train.
No problem at all. But do you mind if we just scoot out and go shopping?
- Shopping? - Yeah, all of a sudden I need stuff.
I need makeup. I need clothes.
Really? Why?
Let me grab my purse and I'll tell you all about it.
Oh, okay. I can't wait.
So, it started when I was opening up the suitcase,
I was looking for Grandma's earrings...
Well, they're still evaluating the presentations, so I don't know.
Maybe I'll hear something in the next couple of weeks.
I sure hope so.
You deserve it. Especially after you just...
What? After everything I've been through?
No!
No, after the years of hard work that you've put into that company.
You deserve it.
But sometimes, I think you gotta be a little more aggressive.
More badass. You can't just... take what life gives you.
You have to stop being a doormat and grab what you want.
A doormat?
Maybe you're right.
I gotta keep "pounding the rock," as your father would say.
Him?
I wouldn't be taking any advice from him.
He's caused enough trouble already.
Honey, he's still your father.
I'm glad that you can sit there and defend him.
I can't.
Look, I had a little setback.
I didn't even think those things existed
outside of a cheap paperback novel...
but they do.
And it's about healing, so I gotta...
let go... and move on.
Pick myself up and dust myself off.
Just get back into that fight.
Well, if you're going to get back in the fight,
make sure you kick 'em where it hurts the most.
Come on, you know what I mean.
All right, Mom, I don't want to be a part of the problem, so...
I'm going to stand down for one weekend.
What's that?
It's just, um...
just a little alarm that I've set for myself.
One day at a time.
I love you, Mom.
So, what is next for the amazing Katey?
Well, thanks to Grandma,
I have enough money to spend the next two weeks in London with my friends.
Wow! That is a very generous gift.
Yeah, but as she likes to point out, I am her only grandchild.
Well, not for long.
So I heard.
Wait, are you still not talking to your father?
I haven't stopped talking to him entirely, it's just...
I'm having a really hard time forgiving him.
I'm just... I'm not there yet.
Look, I don't want this to ruin your relationship with him.
Okay, I didn't ruin anything.
He's the one who impregnated his office intern and now he's gonna marry her.
I know. I know.
Sometimes I think I might've made it too easy for him.
Mom, stop.
I'm glad it happened.
What?
He was probably doing it behind your back for a long time now. He just...
got caught finally.
Do we have to keep talking about this?
No, but you started it.
Come on.
Ma'am. Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Thank you so much, sir. We hope you enjoyed your stay.
Howdy.
Wow!
Are those for me?
I wish they were. They're for a...
guest of the hotel. Miss... Williams.
Well, they're very pretty.
Uh, let's see what we got here.
We've a lot of people staying with us right now, with the commencement exercises and all.
Yeah, um, sure.
Okay, I'm sorry, it looks like I do have one "Williams" at the hotel,
but it's a single room, one occupant, and it's a man.
Are you sure?
I'm so sorry. Maybe she's staying at another hotel.
No.
The order says this hotel.
Oh, um, can I see it?
The order? Can I see it?
Oh, no, I left it in the van.
Would you like to leave your phone number?
You know, in case she checks in later.
It's okay. I'll just check with the shop.
Maybe I could...
save you some trouble?
No, it's okay.
Sorry I couldn't help you.
Hope I got everything.
Um, why don't we put these bags up in my room and then I'll drive you back to campus.
Oh, you don't have to do that. I can just take the train.
Well, I need to know where I'm going tomorrow anyway.
So...
Look who it is.
Hey, what's up, baby?
It's good to see you.
So, when did you get here?
Uh, just a little while ago.
I texted you.
Oh, sorry, my phone must've been on vibrate.
Of course.
Hey, what do you say, we all go grab a drink in the lounge?
- Dad. - What?
You're old enough.
I should get going.
Going? No, it's been so long since I've seen you.
What's the rush?
No rush.
Great.
Wait, why don't you take these up to my room,
and just come meet us in the lounge.
Okay, if that's what you want.
That's what I want. 311.
Got you. 311. See you in a few.
- Floor? - I'm good.
Those are beautiful.
Yes, they are.
Somebody's going to get a nice surprise.
Yeah, this is a great old hotel.
Yeah, it's like 100 years old and more.
Really? Wow. Pretty cool.
Yeah. I actually recommended it to my mom when she was asking me for a place to stay.
Hey, you in 311?
My mom is.
Oh, that's a coincidence. These are for 311.
Miss Williams.
It's my mom's married name,
but she doesn't go by that anymore.
Wonder who sent these?
I don't know, but I need a signature. Do you mind?
Oh, sure, come on in.
No problem. Just put 'em down anywhere.
Surprise.
Yeah, well, I guess with the time difference,
I will be home at 4:30 on Sunday.
Oh, that gives you enough time to get settled before your conference call at 5:30. Right?
Uh, same again, please?
I wonder what happened to Katey, it's been half an hour.
Yeah, she's probably just doing girl things, you know?
Or maybe she wanted to give us a little space for a few minutes.
Maybe.
So, I was thinking about that.
Yeah?
Well, I...
Even though I don't like it, you can sit with me tomorrow if you still want to.
Thank you. I do.
I mean, you're right, it's one day,
and I don't think that Katey should have to pay.
Sins of the father?
I really want to make this very special.
You know, for Katey.
So do I.
Oh.
Well, I don't answer the phone, somebody I don't know.
Oh, no, of course, neither do I.
I thought you quit.
I did.
- One day at a time, right? - Right.
Oh! It's a text from Katey.
"Sorry, guys, something came up. Had to run.
"Tell Mom the key is on the table.
"Low battery. See you tomorrow."
There we go.
- Um... - Okay.
Good evening.
I'm sorry, can I see that, please?
I find that really strange.
- What? - Why would she text you and not me?
I mean, I was supposed to drive her home. Why would she just leave?
Well, you know how kids are, they're impulsive.
Spontaneous. They shoot off in the other direction in a moment's notice.
No, she didn't even say goodbye.
Well, she's probably meeting up with some friends.
I mean, this is a big party time for them right now.
Parents only slow things down and get in the way.
Yeah. Well, that was not the impression that I got from her today.
Hey, it's Katey, I can't take your call right now...
It's going straight to voicemail.
She did say her battery was low.
I don't like it.
Okay.
Come on now. Don't let your imagination get away from you.
What did you just say?
Forget it. It's nothing.
No, why did you just say that?
Jen, I didn't mean any...
No, I know exactly what you meant.
- Take it... - Don't touch me.
- Jen... - Don't you ever touch me!
Jen, I really think you should calm down a little.
- Excuse me. - I wonder what's going on.
You need another?
What do you think?
Bourbon, rocks, please.
Women...
they do go crazy sometimes.
Yeah, that's not the half of it.
- Girlfriend? - Ex-wife.
The very worse kind.
You said it.
Well, I feel for you, buddy.
She, uh...
She wouldn't even speak to me for almost a year.
You know what I always say?
Any woman who won't speak to you is doing you a favor.
Never thought of it that way.
Yeah, and any woman who leaves you, she's doing you a favor, too,
'cause any woman who thinks she has the advantage is going to try and take over.
Sounds like you know a few things about women.
Yep. I got one right now who won't talk to me.
You staying in the hotel?
Yeah, second floor.
My daughter's graduation.
- You? - Ah, just one night.
I'm meeting up with some friends for a poker tournament.
A casino on the other side of the border.
Never been any good at poker.
All you need to know is, never let your face give you away.
- That's it? - Uh-huh.
Never let people know what you're really thinking.
Front desk, can I help you, Miss Clarke?
Yes. Hi, has somebody from your cleaning crew been in my room today?
No, ma'am. Not since you checked in.
Uh-huh, and what about turn down service?
I'm sorry, we don't offer a turn down service at this hotel.
So, there's a bouquet of flowers in my room. Do you know who put them here?
I just came on duty, but I can leave a note
for the day clerk, if you'd like.
If you don't mind, and...
do you happen to have surveillance cameras in the hallways?
No, ma'am. This is a very old hotel.
Okay. Well, thank you.
Of course.
- Good night. - Good night, ma'am.
Oh!
There she is.
She's a pretty one.
Jen, hey. Yeah, look I'm sorry about what I said. I wasn't thinking.
Richard, someone has been in my room.
What?
Someone has been in here.
Yeah, of course they have. Katey just put your bags there a little while ago.
No, I mean, someone else.
There is a bouquet of flowers in here now and I think...
I think someone has searched my room.
Flowers?
Yeah, a big bouquet and there's a card that says "Miss Williams."
Well, did you call the front desk?
Yes, I called the front desk and they don't know anything.
Would you mind coming up here, please?
Okay, sure, yeah. I'll be right up.
- 311? - Yes. 311.
Women. It is always something.
Be careful.
Would you like another drink?
No, I'm okay.
I was just killing time.
Hey.
I'm sorry about reacting like that.
Definitely something I'm working on.
Ah, it's... It's okay.
Should've chosen my words more carefully.
- So what's going on? - Well...
These are nice.
Look, it's blank.
"Miss Williams."
Okay, well, I mean, don't you think these are probably meant for Katey?
I mean, she's the one graduating. It would make some sort of sense.
- Yeah, I don't think so. - Why not?
Maybe some guy picked her up here at the room and he brought these flowers for her.
Somebody referred to me as Miss Williams this afternoon.
And your name did used to be Jennifer Williams,
and Katey's last name is Williams, so that's not so mysterious, is it?
I'm telling you, it feels like somebody was here.
There's something you're not telling me?
Okay, all right. Fine. I know sometimes I overreact.
It's just that...
Things just feel different in here.
Anything missing?
No. No.
No, you're right.
Okay. Well, you know, we can still call down to the night manager,
but if it turns out that Katey's behind all of this,
we're going to look pretty foolish.
God, I just wish that I could talk to her.
Jen, if there's a new guy in your life,
it's okay.
I told you, I don't answer calls from "unknown."
All right. Fine.
You okay now?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
All right. See you tomorrow?
If you need me, just call.
Thanks. I'll try not to bother you.
Okay.
Just pick yourself up... dust yourself off.
Katey, I've been worried sick about you. Where have you been?
Katey...
I'm sorry, but Katey can't talk right now.
Who is this?
You know...
there's a very beautiful little nightie in your bag here.
I can't imagine how you managed to sleep without it.
Where the hell is my daughter?
Did you sleep naked last night, Jennifer?
I'd like to imagine that you did.
Where the hell is my daughter?
First things first, Jennifer.
I want my bag back.
Is that understood?
Yeah, you can have your suitcase back, just let my daughter go.
It's not that easy anymore.
How do I know I can trust you?
Please, just let me give it back to you.
What to do? What to do?
Just tell me.
You know you are a very pretty woman, Jennifer.
Judging by the clothes you got in your bag here, I would say that
you have a nice, slim little body, too.
You know, if I was your husband...
I would never have cheated on you.
Now, let's do a little Facetime, shall we?
Face... Facetime? Why?
Well, you want to see if Katey's okay, don't you?
Yes, I do. Yes.
Okay.
Let's have a little look at you.
Oh, Katey.
- Baby, don't cry. - You know...
your photograph really doesn't do you justice.
I think it might be your choice of lipstick. It's cheap.
Too pink.
Oh, honey, please.
Don't cry. Don't cry.
All right, Jennifer...
let's see what you're hiding.
Take off your shirt.
- What? - Take your shirt off.
I knew it.
You work out, don't you?
- Don't you? - Some.
I knew it.
See it pays to take care of yourself.
Now you go get your act together and I'll call you again at noon.
And keep that ex-husband out of the way if you want to see Katey alive again.
He didn't love you anyway.
Now say you understand.
I understand.
You know what the problem is with the world, Katey?
No?
It's these damn cell phones.
Everybody's obsessed with these things.
They walk around staring at them 90% of the time.
It wasn't like that when I was a kid.
Now people just...
they play games on these things,
they talk on these things, they text on these things!
You probably spend most of your free time staring at this thing, right?
I bet your mother was on the phone to some guy
when she took my bag off the carousel.
How much do you want to bet?
Unlucky in love?
Nobody pays any attention anymore.
This whole situation could've been avoided
if she'd been paying more attention!
Let's see what kind of texting little Katey's been doing.
Oh, Katey, Katey, Katey.
No boyfriend texts?
No boyfriend?
Oh, it's okay.
You will have soon enough.
- Excuse me. - Can I help you?
Yesterday I left a suitcase here
and the girl put it behind the counter. I'd like it back now.
I'm sorry, but there isn't any bag here now.
The airport shuttle must've already picked it up.
Sorry, I think it's long gone.
Okay, thank you.
Right this way, Miss Clarke.
Have a seat.
Thank you.
As I'm informed, you believe your daughter was kidnapped
from your hotel room yesterday afternoon.
I know she was.
What time was this?
It was near dark.
And you believe that she was kidnapped because of the suitcase you...
mistakenly picked up at the airport baggage claim.
That's right.
But airport baggage claim has no record of any lost baggage...
other than yours, which you reported yourself.
That's right. That's what they said.
- All right, your husband... - My ex-husband.
Ex-husband...
you say, received a text message from your daughter last evening indicating she was just fine.
Yeah, but you see, that's just it.
That wasn't from Katey.
It was from him.
The man who kidnapped your daughter and wants his suitcase back.
That's right.
But you don't have his suitcase.
No. No.
It was left at the front desk
and someone from the airport, they picked it up,
and it's in a van somewhere.
Okay, did you look inside the suitcase?
I did.
- And? - Nothing. Nothing.
Socks and shirts, but nothing unusual.
- Nothing else? - That's not true.
There was a passport in there,
and it had no picture and no name.
Why would anyone go through all the trouble to kidnap your daughter?
I mean, why not just go back to the airport and let them handle it from there?
It's just a suitcase.
I don't know why.
I mean, maybe he's crazy or maybe he's wanted for something.
I don't know.
Look, all I know right now is that we're wasting valuable time
because if I don't get this suitcase, he's going to kill my daughter,
and I don't have it.
Okay, did anyone else see you with this suitcase
that you claim to have accidentally picked up.
I'm sorry, "claimed to have"? What?
You're saying that you don't believe me?
Can anyone else verify that you had this suitcase?
Are you saying that I'm making this up?
Are you currently taking any prescription medications, Miss Clarke?
Excuse me?
What are you getting at right now?
I don't mean to be insensitive, but these are the questions that I'm required to ask.
The hell you are.
Okay, why don't you talk to the desk clerk?
I gave the suitcase to her, all right?
We'll talk to her.
This is totally unreal.
Why don't you believe me?
Because your ex-husband called here a little while ago.
He told us you might come in with a story like this.
That's ridiculous.
That's ridiculous!
Why... Why would he do that?
Why would he?
What are you going to do?
I'm going to go get a suitcase.
What do you think?
Not a shred of hard evidence, but...
Yeah, I was thinking the exact same thing.
Still, there's a desk clerk and the ex-husband.
Maybe it wasn't him who called here after all.
Yeah, that's what I was thinking, too.
Hotel Lafayette.
Yes, could you put me through to the room of a guest named Richard Williams.
You gotta be kidding me.
Get your coat.
Looking for anything special?
Yeah, actually, I'm looking for a suitcase.
We have some very nice ones.
Maybe a roller-board?
No, actually I need something bigger in black.
Not very fancy,
but functional and black.
It's almost perfect.
It's the only one we have in that style.
Okay, I'll take this.
Great.
I'll take these, too.
Thank you.
See this money clip?
This was my father's.
He liked to be very well organized with his money.
He always knew exactly how much he had.
I took $5 from him once,
when I was a kid.
He found out later and...
he beat the hell out of me for five straight days.
One day for every dollar.
Yeah.
He was funny about money.
Maybe that's where I get it from.
Oh, is this your allowance?
Oh, well, don't cry, princess.
I'm sure there's plenty more from where this came from.
I have a feeling you're about to come into a very large inheritance.
Oh, I see you've found your bag.
Is there a message for Jennifer Clarke?
Jennifer Clarke.
If I could just see some ID, please?
Great. Thank you.
Here you go.
AAA Stadium?
Uh, it's about three blocks from the hotel up Washington Street.
What's going on?
Cleaning crew found one of the guests this morning.
What, dead?
Murdered.
Happened sometime last night.
Guy named... Williams.
Williams?
They think maybe his ex-wife did it.
Bartender in the lounge said she went off on him last night.
Then she invited him to her room later.
No one saw him alive since.
They did find a clue though.
A pair of women's panties in his room.
Hey! Look who it is.
Miss Clarke! Stop!
- Ow! Hey! - Sorry!
Come on. Let's go inside.
I want you in my office tomorrow at 4:00,
and bring the cleaning crew with you.
And don't forget.
Yes, sir.
- Excuse me. - Yeah?
What did that woman say to you?
She asked if there was a message left for her.
- And? - And I gave it to her.
What did it say?
I don't know. It was in a sealed envelope.
Do you know who it was from?
It was just laying on the desk when I came back from break.
Anything else?
She asked where AAA Field was.
Come on.
Hello?
I'm here!
Hello!
Hello?
Very good, Jennifer, I'm proud of you.
I knew you were different.
Sorry about Richard, he just...
He just wasn't right for you.
Guess there's nothing like having the police chase after you
and make you run a little faster, huh?
Why?
I had to make sure this stayed between you and me.
No outsiders.
No white knights. No busybodies.
Just one man and one woman.
Let's keep the game nice and simple.
How's Katey?
Katey's crying. She wants to go home.
Where's my suitcase?
I have it.
I don't see it.
I hid it. I wanted to see Katey first.
See, this is just the sort of thing that makes Katey cry.
I'm trying to be nice and this is how you treat me.
Maybe I was wrong about you.
Maybe you're not a good girl after all.
No, no, no, no. I am. I am.
I'm a good girl.
I don't like to hurt Katey,
- but you're making me do it, Jennifer. - No, please!
Please, please. Please don't hurt her.
Get my suitcase now.
Okay, I will.
Bring it through the home team dug-out, that leads to the locker room.
Yes.
Stop where you are, Miss Clarke. Now!
Throw down your purse,
and get on your knees with your hands behind your head.
Do it now!
Toss the purse and on your knees with your hands behind your head.
Come on, come on, get this gate open.
This could take a minute.
Oh, come on!
That woman runs like a deer.
She's running for her life.
What the hell was she doing here?
I don't know.
Something weird's going on.
Disposable cell phone.
Temporary calling plan.
Not traceable, but we can see what the guys can come up with.
Maybe we can find out who she was talking to.
You think she was meeting somebody?
Probably.
She had a suitcase.
It keeps coming back to that suitcase.
One thing's for sure...
she's not in this alone.
Hey, it's Katey, I can't take your call right now, but leave a message.
You okay, kid?
What?
Just checking to see if you're okay.
You've been staring at that table for half an hour now.
I'm fine. Is there a problem? I can order something else.
No, not at all. This is a coffee shop, hon.
No big deal.
You can stay as long as you'd like.
It's just...
you seem to have the weight of the world on your shoulders.
Where do you go when you've got no one to turn to?
That's a good one.
No friends, no family?
No one can help me.
Then, I guess, you just have to turn to yourself.
Maybe you're the only one you can really count on.
That's some choice.
Today we witnessed one of the largest graduating classes
in the recent history of Carmouth College,
as students participated in the school's commencement exercises.
Friends and parents gathered at Ivy Hall earlier in the day to applaud what will surely be
one of the most promising groups
now entering the country's workforce.
- Hello? - You're pretty fast when you want to be.
Punctual. I admire that.
I've never met a woman who could follow simple instructions.
But I really like you. You deserve a break.
You still have my bag?
- Yes. - Good.
Let's see how fast you really are.
Now to make sure the police aren't tailing you,
we're going to play a little game.
I'm going to run you around town a little.
If I even think you're being followed, the game is over.
If I see you talking to anyone, the game is over.
You won't know when I might be watching you, but that's part of the game.
Now, I want you to get over to the history museum.
You have to locate a cell phone I've hidden there.
I'll call it at exactly 3:50.
If you don't answer...
Katey's dead.
If anyone else answers...
Katey's dead.
Pretty simple, right?
Right.
Take the subway, Jennifer.
You might just make it if you hurry. Time starts...
now.
Train will depart in 30 seconds.
Doors closing. Next stop, Fountain Plaza.
- They finally located the day clerk from yesterday. - Mmm-hmm.
She confirmed that Clarke did leave a small suitcase at the front desk
to be picked up from someone at the airport.
I figured as much.
Yeah, that, and the fact that Clarke's daughter, Katherine Williams,
failed to show up for a graduation ceremony today.
Nobody we talked to has seen her since before noon, Friday.
Father's been murdered.
Mother's on the run and the daughter she says was kidnapped has turned up missing.
Where are they?
I got an idea.
Hello?
This is fun, isn't it, Jennifer?
That's it.
Catch your breath. You're going to need it.
Why are you doing this to me?
Trust is a very hard thing to come by.
Nobody tells the truth anymore.
I think you do.
I know the sound of truth when I hear it.
You hate me, don't you?
No. No, no, I don't hate you.
Of course, you do.
I killed Katey's dad.
But I expected that.
Now, people tell you they love you to your face all the time.
They don't mean it.
They just lie straight out.
But when someone tells you they hate you...
you know they really mean it.
Hate is the only emotion I've ever really trusted.
I don't hate you.
If only I could believe you.
But I don't hate you either.
And with your best interests at heart...
I want you to head over to the aquarium
and locate the phone I've left for you.
And then we can agree to meet, one man...
and one woman.
The aquarium?
30 minutes should give you plenty of time.
Remember...
if you don't answer the phone, she's dead.
If anyone else answers it...
she's dead.
Just so we're clear.
Yeah, we're clear.
This is Ford.
Detective Ford, this is Karen over at intel.
Yeah, go ahead.
I've got that Chicago profile on Jennifer Clarke that you asked for.
All right, what did you find out?
Well, she does work at PR&C Distribution, just like she said.
Two months now, perfect attendance.
Prior to that, she was unemployed for six months.
Six months.
Apparently, she had some kind of nervous breakdown
shortly after splitting up with her husband Richard Williams.
There are no available medical records
as to the extent of her previous condition,
or any medications that might be involved.
Why not?
It's the weekend. It's going to take a little while.
All right, copy that. How did you find all this out so quickly?
Clarke has a police record on file with the Chicago PD.
I guess she's had a few outbursts.
Nothing serious, but enough to make a few people nervous.
- Did she do any time? - No, sir.
All right. Anything else?
Just that radio blast we put out with Clarke's description...
- Yeah? - ...it paid off.
Guy at Kirwood's Drugstore says Clarke was in there early today around 11:30.
No suitcase, but he said she acted strung out,
paid with a credit card.
It was her, all right.
- What did she buy? - A pack of cigarettes,
disposable lighter, hairspray and a can of insect fogger.
- Insect fogger? - Yeah.
A bug bomb. You pull the tag, it releases a poisonous cloud.
It kills all the roaches in your house.
Yeah, I know what a bug bomb is. Thanks.
Next stop, Seneca Station.
Hey, there.
Hi.
What's in the bag?
Hey, I said, what's in the bag?
It's... just clothes.
Just clothes?
Can I see?
No, I don't think so.
I ain't asking you. I'm telling you.
That's right. Now the purse.
Please, there's nothing in the suitcase.
Now arriving Seneca Station.
You should've stayed on the train when you had the chance.
Now arriving, train to downtown.
Good afternoon, gentlemen, how can I help you?
I'm Detective Ford this is my partner Joe Jacobs.
Is something wrong?
Did you receive a bag today from the hotel Lafayette?
Yes, about half an hour ago. It was a pickup.
But nobody's claimed it yet.
May we see it?
Of course.
- I'm gonna take a look. - Right.
Can you provide us with a passenger list from the plane that bag was on?
Sure. It'd just take a minute to pull it up.
All right.
I need to know the name of everybody who was on that plane,
- even the flight attendants. - Okay.
- Everybody. - Yes, sir.
I also need the connecting flight information for each passenger.
Joe. Come on.
Keep looking.
Take a look.
Whoa!
Yeah, I'd have to agree.
...subarctic to tropical waters of the global ocean
in both the northern and southern hemispheres,
with the notable exception of the northern Atlantic ocean.
They have an average lifespan of about 20 to 30 years.
A male California sea lion weighs, on average, about 300kg, or 660lbs.
Hello? Who is this?
No, no, no, no! Hello?
Hello, this is Jennifer.
Hello, it's Jennifer!
All right, so you're Jennifer. Chill out!
Is Cindy there?
Sorry.
What's the matter with you?
Oh, hey, Bill.
You won't believe what just happened.
No. No! No!
No!
Hello?
What happened?
I had trouble getting the cellophane off, that's all.
I feel almost guilty putting you through all of this,
but I can't risk it.
I have a funny way of looking at things.
You're ready to meet up?
Yes.
Get over to Niagara Falls, the Cave of the Winds.
It's closed for maintenance. I'll meet you at the bottom in 45 minutes.
45 minutes?
Don't do anything stupid or Katey goes for a swim.
Yeah, this area used to really be something.
Look at those great old houses, just waiting to be restored.
Just look at 'em.
Now, you go over to the Canadian side, it's like Las Vegas...
casinos, restaurants.
It's all bright lights and money.
Here... Well, see for yourself.
Uh, could you please hurry?
Lady, we're making great time, all right?
Anyway, as I was saying...
In local news, police are still on the lookout for Jennifer Clarke,
described as a person of interest in a brutal beating death of her ex-husband,
Richard Williams, found dead in his room
early this morning at the Hotel Lafayette.
Clarke is said to be a Caucasian...
How much further?
- Huh? - How much further?
Lady, you don't have to shout. I can hear you.
Well?
Three more blocks, okay?
Okay.
Yeah. Here. Keep the change.
Um, excuse me.
- Yeah? - I'm looking for Cave of the Winds.
Uh-uh. No. Take the boat, it's so much nicer.
No, I need Cave of the Winds.
Okay, well, the cave's straight on.
Thank you.
You know what puzzles me?
We have the killer's suitcase,
and the killer has Clarke's suitcase.
Then whose suitcase is she carrying around with her?
Exactly.
Has to be a fake.
She's pretty desperate. But it's not going to go well
if our guy opens up that case and realizes he's been had.
That's why we have to find her first.
Yeah?
All right. Call 'em back and tell 'em to meet us there.
And send over a couple of black and whites.
- What is it? - Security guard called in
a trespasser matching Clarke's description,
right down to the suitcase.
- Where is she? - Niagara Falls.
Cave of the Winds.
Jennifer, you're a good girl after all.
You really are.
Do you hate me yet?
Yes!
I hate you.
Good. Finally a woman who tells it like it is.
You know, I could really go for you
if the circumstances were right.
We'd be good together.
Let Katey go!
Send up the suitcase.
No.
You let Katey go first, and then we both walk away.
That's not how it works!
Now be a sweetheart and bring me the damn bag!
Don't do anything crazy!
Don't try me.
You let Katey go.
See!
Give a woman an advantage and she tries to give you orders!
I don't think so.
No!
- Baby, are you okay? - Yeah.
Let's get out of here!
Katey! No! No, Katey! No! No! No!
No!
Come on.
Mom.
Let's get out of here. Come on.
Miss Clarke. Katey.
How are you holding up?
We're better now.
How did you guys get down at the falls?
I jammed the elevator.
We overrode the service elevator.
That's the guy.
That's the one that killed Richard.
We know. You're off the hook.
You are.
We located the real suitcase,
the one that you sent back to the airport.
Thank God. So...
I'm sorry, what was this all about?
Joe.
U.S. Treasury bearer bonds.
One million dollars each.
There's fifty of them.
Fifty million dollars?
All counterfeit, except for the one on top.
These were the last of a group that were intercepted by the FBI
last week on their way to Zurich.
Now TSA was on the alert for them,
so he didn't want to take them on the plane.
Where were they?
The lining in the suitcase.
There was also $50,000 in cash
in a lead-lined shaving cream can.
That's why he didn't want to go through x-ray.
I guess I'll be more careful when I travel next time.
Maybe.
Whenever you ladies are ready.
Joe.
I'm gonna miss Dad.
Honey, I'm so sorry about everything.
This isn't your fault.
What that man did...
He deserved it.
Yeah.
I think I'm done with all the fighting.
I'm gonna concentrate on getting back to my old self again.
Mom, I'm sorry that I called you a doormat.
- No. - What you did today...
you were amazing.
You said it, not me.
Come on.
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