( DISTANT TRAFFIC SOUNDS ) ( RAP MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY ) MAN: Talk to Leon - he put it on. MAN: Don't get me wrong, I love the 49ers. Montana and Rice, they... ( VOICES ON TWO-WAY RADIO ) But do they cover the spread? Hell, no! Not like the Giants. Let me tell you something, you can give me Simms and DeVarro, negative ALT, any damn day. They're your meat and potatoes. They fucking cover, baby. Don't bring up Miami. Don't bring them up. 'Cause there's nothing in Miami. Miami has nothing but Marino with a golden arm and some fat booty cheerleaders. They have no running game. Like two virgins - can't find the damn hole. ( OMINOUS DRUMBEAT ) That's why they get beaten all the damn time. Understand? Can't believe you guys, man. I mean, yeah, they put up a tough fight - every OTHER week. Take the over and bet the fucking farm. You understand? The pigs, the barn and chickens, and that raggedy-ass tractor. Bet all of that. Yeah, a miracle. Come on... A miracle team, my sweet black ass! Try the bookie fucking dream team, right? Everybody wanna bet on the Cowboys. Therefore they've gotta win by two touchdowns just to cover. And what are the odds on that happening, huh? So do me a favour - take the points and run. Come on, guys. Alright? Unless you are a moron, retarded Saints fan. Therefore you deserve to get cornholed on the 50-yard line. America's sport, baby - football. I hate football. We're talking about my sport. I can do anything. (Kicks grille) One minute, fellas. ( GUNS CLICK ) Show time! (Inhales deeply) OK, let's do it. ( FAST-PACED ACTION MUSIC ) That's a nasty habit, man. MAN: Go! ( WOMAN SCREAMS ) Everybody down on the ground. Get down! Get down! On the floor! Everybody! Get down! Get down! Hands above your head! Move! Let's go! Get down! You want me to use this thing? What are you looking at? Get down! How long? Two minutes. I see you back there, baby. Get your ass out here! ( DEVICE BEEPS ) Bingo! ( DEVICE BEEPS ) ( WATCH TICKS ) Ah! No cameras. 1798. That was a bad year. (Shouts) It's 90 seconds. Got it. ( MUFFLED EXPLOSION ) Upstairs. What is that? Nothing. It's estate junk. (Man shouts) One minute! It's not here. It's there. It's not here. It's there. Alright, 45. My God! 30 seconds. OK, come on. ( TYRES SQUEAL ) ( SIREN WAILS ) Break out the diamond! Let's see that $10 million red beauty, baby. (Laughs) Fucking right! The Surgeon General was right - cigarettes can kill. (Laughs) No... Go back. Is there a problem? Fucking go back! MAN: "The psychodynamics of compulsive stealing "are well established. "An act committed to relieve a pre-existing state of guilt, "an attempt to harm an imagined enemy "or a form of revenge against those "who have deprived the person of something significant "or somehow inflicted a narcissistic injury." But stealing panties from the girls' locker room... There's nothing in there. I've never really been a big fan of Freud's anyway. I don't know if I should say this - I'm a professional. I won't say anything. You promise to keep your word? OK. Well, you know that thing you were doing with the panties? Everybody does it. I mean, your best friends do it. The mailman does it, the science whiz, even the headmaster - they all whack off. And if anybody tells you they don't, they're lying. My mom says I'm... ..she says I'm oversexed. TV: Now you're dead! (Girl laughs) ( PHONE RINGS ) Hello? NATHAN: Hello. Hi, Daddy. Excuse me, who am I speaking to? This is me. No, my Jessie is eight years old. The girl I'm talking to is at least 11. Can I speak to your mother, please? Mom. Don't forget the turkey. Why not have them deliver it? It's Thanksgiving Eve. Might as well get the bird to fly over. Alright. OK. Fairway, right? What's the cross street? 74th? Man's a steel trap. (Chuckles) I will be there in 10 minutes. Alright. 'Bye. ( BEEPER RINGS ) Go away. ( BEEPER RINGS ) Oh, come on. Shit! ( TENSE MUSIC ) ( SEAGULLS SQUAWK ) ( ELEVATOR CHIMES ) Louis. This better be a real emergency. Ah! My hero. Look, she's not one of your Dalton Trust Fund waifs, but she needs your help. I don't know, I don't talk to you for days, and the night before Thanksgiving... Jesus Christ! Lucky guy's still alive. She took a razor to this orderly in Rockland. 111 stitches to close him up. What was the trigger? Good question. Been in and out of institutions for 10 years. I can see that. Selective mutism. Obsessive compulsive behaviour. Post-traumatic symptoms. ( ELEVATOR CHIMES ) 20 different hospitalisations, 20 different diagnoses, plus an IQ off the charts, saw her father killed by a subway when she was eight. MAN: Dr Sachs... What? The girl who was biting the heads off pigeons, she has a student in a headlock. Call security and make sure the student documents the attack. Louis, I don't know what you want from me. My family's at home waiting. Nathan...spend 15 minutes with her. Louis... She's 18. She never hurt a fly until last week. We're the only thing standing between her and a lifetime supply of Thorazine. You and I? Or worse. She's your patient. Your case. You're an asshole, OK? You're a big asshole for making me say this. You're better at this stuff than I am, OK? You're better. Everybody knows about your 'touch with the teens'. Come on, Elisabeth Burrows. This kind of case we used to live for, before you went uptown on me. Just kidding. I didn't mean it that way. Alright, look...she needs you. Alright, she needs me. But what's the emergency? Why tonight? If we don't make progress by Monday, she'll be taken to Creedmore and be chained to bed for life. That's why. That's why she needs you now. Five minutes. (Insistently) Five minutes! ( DOOR BUZZES ) Arnie, Frankie, good evening. Dr Conrad. You're slumming tonight? 'Fraid so. You up for a cavity search? I'll pass, but Dr Sachs is always ready for one. (Laughs) Ha ha. What's the new cocktail? Haldol, Droperidol and Ativan. And she's awake? Yes, my friend, she's awake. WOMAN: He told me to stay. Come on. Is she eating? Not eating, drinking, sleeping, bathing, letting anybody touch her... ..or saying a word. He wants me to stay. Dr Sachs, he told me to stay. I'll have a word with him, I promise. I promise. What's with the heavy artillery? Well, it took about five guys to get her off the poor fella in Rockland. Louis, is there anything else you want to tell me? No. Nope. Would you open the door, please? You OK? Am I OK? Yeah. I'm OK. ( TENSE MUSIC ) Hello. Elisabeth, my name is Dr Conrad. I'm a psychiatrist. Word has it that you haven't eaten for days. Well, I can understand that. I used to work in this hospital. I know what the food's like. Elisabeth, would you mind if I took your pulse? That means I'm going to have to touch you. Now, that's not supposed to happen. True catatonics have what's called a 'waxy flexibility of their limbs'. That means they stay exactly where they're posed to. There's more to you than meets the eye, Elisabeth. You're very, very good at what you do. So, is there anything you want to talk about? Well, that's OK. We hardly know each other. I know you must have been very frightened to do what you did to that guy. I know that you were angry because I saw those photos. But I also know that you're in a lot of pain, because nobody's in this place without a reason. So maybe we'll talk next week. ELISABETH: You want what they want. Don't you? What who wants? Rah... Elisabeth, what who wants? Mmm... (Sings) I'll never tell. I'll never tell. Any of you. Any of you. Any of you. ( LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC ) SONG: # You let me be your little dog # Till your big dog comes # Can you let me be your little dog # Until the big dog comes? # When the big dog comes # Don't tell him what the little chihuahua does # Mm-hm # I said fee, fie, foo ( LOCK RATTLES ) # Choo-choo-choo # I said, fee... # ( TENSE MUSIC ) H-hello? Who are you? Five to three this old bag doesn't have cable. I need my sports centre. Dinner's over. How you doing, Tony? Good. How you doing? Good. Nice to see you, Doc. You too. Hello? Well, this certainly looks like the Conrad residence. It smells like the Conrad residence. And it is definitely overheated like the Conrad... ..residence. But it doesn't sound like the Conrad residence. Hi, honey. I'm looking for a little girl. About 4'2", light brown hair. Oh. Where did she go? Well, if I don't find that little girl, I'll have to go downstairs and find myself another little girl. I'll be back in 10 minutes. (Screams) (Screams) Hi! Hi, Daddy. How are you? Look what I did in art class. Oh, that's beautiful. Look at the colours. You've got such unique vision. It's my vision, I swear. Shouldn't you be in bed by now? I can't sleep. I have mental problems. I see. What kind of mental problems? I'm highly neurotic. I think you've been in my study again. I needed the stapler. Go say goodnight to Mom. (Whispers) You're late. 'Night, Mommy. Goodnight, baby. You brushed your teeth? Yeah. Can I smell? (Exhales) Mmm, delicious! I'm gonna put monkey right over here on this side. And I'll put Sally over here - keep you company. You had a bad day. Why do you say that? Frown face. If I have a frown face it's because it's after 10 o'clock and you're still awake. Where were you tonight? (Sighs) I was working. Why? Well, because I was helping a young girl. Well, alright, but that's gonna cost ya. Alright, what's it going to be? One hug...TWO kisses. TWO kisses?! Boy, you cut a tough deal. OK, here's one hug... Mmm! And one kiss. (Giggles) And two kisses. Will they put Bart Simpson in the parade tomorrow? They will put Bart Simpson in the parade if you go to sleep right now. OK. But I don't think they'll care if I go to sleep or not. Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you. I love you too. ( WIND GUSTS ) ( HELICOPTER APPROACHES ) ( VOICES ON TWO-WAY RADIO ) ( SIREN WAILS ) ( PEOPLE CALL OUT ) Let me give you a hand there, Detective. Thanks. That's beautiful. What exactly is beautiful? Your jacket. The leather jacket's beautiful. Right. Did you read about the Manhattan Bridge? No. Actually was built wrong. Moves 10 feet. Is that right? Syd Simon. See you later. Detective Cassidy. What can I do for you? What have we got? Floater, female, no ID. She may be in her 20s. Sloughing of her skin tells me she's been in the water two, three days. This time of year, the water cold, could be longer. Couple or three days, tops. Her hands have been tied. They recover any rope or anything? They're still looking. Another body was found a couple of days ago, Battery Park area. Yeah. Victim was male, middle-aged. The day before yesterday. Alright, I'm gonna need preliminary findings by tonight. Dream on, Detective. I've got six, seven cases piled up. Come on, Syd, I've important doings planned for Thanksgiving. Do me right, alright? Tomorrow's the best I can do. Thank you. First thing, though. TV: Cars have been towed, the roads ploughed... ( WATER TRICKLES ) You can't be distracted. Here you are, immobile... ( R&B MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY ) ..totally exposed... ..and quite vulnerable. I think you need a bath. Guess what, sweetie. What? I already had a bath today. You did? Oh, well... You didn't have the Nathan Conrad fantastic, special bath, did you, now? No. You didn't do that. I didn't get that one yet. Pretty hot? Mm-hm. Not too hot, is it? No. It's nice. Oh, good. We should keep it down, huh? You're the one that makes the noise. ( DISTANT SIRENS WAIL ) ( TENSE MUSIC ) ( RHYTHMIC CLAPPING AND LIGHT JAZZ MUSIC ) SONG: # You are... # ..my pride and joy # You've got kisses sweeter than honey # And I work seven days a week to give you all my money # That's why you are my pride and joy # And I'm telling the world you're mine... # Prepare to die of delight. Jessie, come on, let's join the downhill racer. I heard that about the downhill racer. Honey, you were dreaming. I didn't say anything. It was icy, you know. I know it was, baby. And very windy too. It was a hell ride. Good morning. Morning. You think she's still sleeping? I don't know. Jessie? Jessie, come on, the parade's going to start soon. Alright, I'll go there all by myself. See all those floats alone. Jessie, come on. Breakfast is getting cold. Is there a new hiding place I don't know about? Probably. She's been running around like a wildcat all week. Jessie, get in here right now. Honey, eat it up before it gets cold. Nathan, she wouldn't go out on the balcony, right? ( OMINOUS MUSIC ) ( LOUD TRAFFIC NOISE ) ( DISTANT POLICE SIREN ) She's not there. She knows better than to go outside without asking us. AGGIE: Jessie, get in here right now! ( OMINOUS MUSIC ) ( TV PLAYS SOFTLY ) She lost one of her socks. What? She's gone. What do you mean she's gone? Wait. Where is she? Somebody came in. No, she's in the hallway. Somebody took her. Nobody took her, Nathan. Aggie, they broke in. They cut the chain on the door. What? Oh, Nathan, call the police. I can't get a dial tone. Hello? Get off the line. This is an emergency. There's something wrong with the goddamn phone. MAN: There's nothing wrong with the phone. Get off the line. This is an emergency! Yeah, I know. Who is this? We have your daughter. Alright. Who is it? What's your worst fear, Nathan? What? What did they say? I read the first shock can buckle the knees. Where is she? She's unharmed. Give it to me. I don't want to have to hurt her. I want something from you. No. What? (Softly) What? Not until...I talk to my daughter and I know that she's OK. Rule number one - you do not make demands. You listen to what I tell you. Call me back when I can talk to my daughter. What the hell are you doing? Aggie... What the hell are you doing? Listen to me. No! Are you crazy? Listen. Listen to me. Are you crazy?! Aggie, Aggie. Look, she's alright. What if they don't call back? ( PHONE RINGS ) Hello? Daddy? Jessie, are you OK, sweetie? Honey, did they hurt you? No. Daddy, can I come home now? Daddy! Jessie. Arggh. That was very brave, Nathan. Tell me how much money you want! I don't want your money. Pick up your wife before she breaks the other leg. (Aggie moans) What? Nathan, what is it? Don't close the curtains. I like the view. Good. Now, on the bureau by the door is a cell phone. I know what you're thinking but don't. By the time you hit the '1' in '911', Jessie will be dead. Rule number two - do not try to call or signal anyone. If you do, I will kill your daughter not because I want to but because those are the rules. Do you understand? Yes. AGGIE: What? I can see you and hear you. When you leave, wherever you go, you'll be watched. What's happening? Please tell me. If you want to see Jessie alive, don't say a word. Now, tell me you understand. I understand. Good. You have a pro bono patient. Her name is Elisabeth Burrows. A very disturbed girl. She has a six-digit number in her head, locked away in her troubled mind. She guards it with her life. What kind of number? That needn't concern you right now. I need that number. You need your daughter back. That's why this is happening. You're a professional, Nathan. So am I. If we do our jobs to the best of our abilities, by this time tomorrow, it'll be like we never knew each other. Now, go back to Bridgeview, take the Rover, no police, no detours, and, Nathan, Aggie will be fine. Rule number three - you have until 5pm today. Let's do exactly what he says. Why don't we just call the police? Because we can't. Nathan... Because I believe him. ( TENSE MUSIC ) ( LOUD BANG ) ( TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES ) Happy Thanksgiving. (Murmurs) Asshole. Hey, Dr Conrad, aren't you and Jessie hitting the parade? NATHAN: She's got a cold, Eddie. No signs of sexual assault. I see evidence of injury in her neck. Signs of bleeding in the strap muscles overline her larynx. I don't know, Syd. This girl doesn't match any of my missing persons. Evidence of a fracture on the left tip of her hyoid bone. Syd, how did she die? No blunt instrument here. Her neck was snapped in two. By what? By two hands. (Coughs) By two hands. Syd, same technique used on this Battery Park floater? Same dislocation of the skull. And the splotches on the body? Cigarette burns. He was tortured. Thank you. And he had prison tatts. OK, I'll also need fingerprints and dental X-rays on our Jane Doe pronto. (Sighs) You know this is Thanksgiving. You're right. You are right. Hope her family isn't waiting on her to carve the turkey. Cassidy, I'm not susceptible to your 'guilty me' bullshit. She probably helped her mum with the dishes. Fingerprints and dentals. Then I'm the hell outta here. Thank you, Syd. ( TYRES SCREECH ) ( HORNS BLAST ) ( TENSE MUSIC ) ( HORNS BLAST ) (Toots car horn) Whoa! (Toots car horn) (Continues tooting car horn) ( FAST DRUMMING ) (Toots car horn) (Toots horn continuously) Come on! ( TYRES SCREECH ) ( INTRIGUING MUSIC ) OFFICER: Roll down your window, sir. Officer, I'm a doctor. Congratulations. You noticed the tuba player that rolled off your hood back there? I need to get through this parade. I need an escort to the Bridgeview Psychiatric Hospital. Do I look like a freakin' helicopter? Use 57th Street like everyone else. He's talking to the cops. What do we do? MAN: Be patient. There's a young girl who could die so... ..Officer Creedan, you can either help me save this girl... ..or not. OFFICER: Move out of here. Move out! The two of you. Let's go. Right over there. Come on. Hold the band. Hold the band right there. OK. Open those gates for me, guys. Son of a bitch. He just picked up a police escort and cut through the parade. ( MOTORBIKE ENGINE REVS ) ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) MAN: I like that. What? The police escort. I like it a lot. You didn't tell me the context of the number. She knows. Look, this girl has a decade of pathology to unravel. Even if she knows, your 5:00 deadline - it's absurd. In my experience, people are at their best when facing unreasonable deadlines. You can't just flick a switch in the girl's head. Trust me. It doesn't work that way in these cases. Look, the money's bad. I know. But you have family obligations right now. And Nathan, don't lose the phone. ( SERIOUS MUSIC ) (Toots horn) The doctor has landed. MAN: Did he double alarm the car? Nope. Good. We got him focused. Do you have the key to Dr Sachs's office? Yeah. Could you open it, please? But Dr Sachs isn't here. Open it. ( TENSE MUSIC ) (Sighs) ( TELEPHONE RINGS ) MAN: I thought Nathan explained the rules very clearly. Put the cell phone back. There's no percentage in breaking those rules. You sick son of a bitch. You hurt my little girl and I'll... You'll do what? (Scoffs) You were about to say something personal... ..I think. No. That's good. If your husband's on his game today, you've got nothing to worry about. There's a good side to this, Aggie. This will bring you much closer than the occasional... ..ski trip or sponge bath. The remote is to your left. Pick it up. Pick it up! Good. Now turn it on. TV: ..from home. North Carolina is top... Try HBO. No. I've seen this. They're too violent. Try a nice family drama. Arggh. ( INTRIGUING MUSIC ) ( DOOR OPENS ) Nathan. What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be here. How did you get in? Who let you in? You're supposed to be in Greenwich with Kim and her family. Why are you here on Thanksgiving? Why? I've got to testify in a double homicide on Monday. I thought I'd come in and do some research. What...? You broke into my files. Those are my person... I would have given you the key, man. Have you gone through all of this? Not all of it. I've been through the master file. It's a swamp of misdiagnoses... I think she's overlaying. Overlaying? Louis, she is a brilliant mimic. That's why Rockland couldn't figure her out. She is highly adaptive, she takes on the symptoms of other patients, she's like a counterfeit schizophrenic baby. Come on, I can't believe it's all smoke and mirrors. That would place her in the malingerers' hall of fame. I gotta believe there's some genuine pathology beneath it. She has classic post-traumatic stress symptoms. Her PTSD is real. Seeing her father die - that was ground zero. And she also believes that something or somebody is after her. And that is why she stayed institutionalised these past 10 years. She wants to stay inside. So... ..20 different hospitalisations, 20 different diagnoses, all overlaying. Nathan, that would make her a very, uh... ..very talented young lady, wouldn't it? Or desperate. ( CONTEMPLATIVE MUSIC ) Louis. Yeah? Does anybody know I'm treating Elisabeth Burrows besides you? Everybody. Put it up last night after you left. Figured you might be back, wanted you to have clearance in case I wasn't around. I also reinstated your password. Gate, please. ( ELECTRONIC BUZZ ) (Takes deep breath) (Sings softly) # Stars shining bright... # Elisabeth, good morning. (Keeps singing softly) Feeling better? I...brought you something. Chocolate turkey. The sugar will help you metabolise all those meds they've been giving you. Do you like Thanksgiving? (Groans) It's my favourite holiday. Wanna touch? Sorry? I saw you looking. I know what you're trying to do. You want to embarrass me. It won't work. The other doctor? (Taps window) Dr Sachs. Yeah. I don't like him. Well, I can understand that. LOUIS: Very fucking funny. Elisabeth, there is something important that I have to ask you. First, I want to show you something. I have a daughter. She's eight. (Chuckles) Going on 18. Her name's Jessie. I have some of her favourite things here. This is 'Horton Hears A Who!' I've read it to her so many times it's pretty worn by now. ( CURIOUS MUSIC ) And this - she loves to draw weird pictures of me. ( TAPPING NOISE ) And this - this is Sally. (Continues tapping) Would you like one of those? I'll make sure the hospital let's you keep it. But you can only choose one. MAN: What the hell's this? Toys "R" Us? NATHAN: Want me to choose for you? (Chants) Choose for you lose for you choose for you lose. Dr Conrad. Yes? Get out. (Inhales) No. ELISABETH: I want you to leave. We're not finished talking, Elisabeth. I know what you're trying to do. You want to embarrass me. It won't work. JESSIE: What's your name? Your hair's really long. My hair used to be that long but my mom made me cut it. What's that thing on your neck? (Sighs) It's kinda impolite not to answer someone's question. MAN: It's a symbol. What's it mean? Don't talk. Elisabeth, there's something I need to know. Jessie. Jessie. That's my little girl's name. Do you want to see a picture Jessie drew? I'll make you a deal. I'll show you the picture if you answer my question. Is it worth just one answer? I don't mean a yes or no answer. Maybe. NATHAN: I'm going to ask my question now, Elisabeth. The man that you hurt at Rockland. Did that have anything to do with the terrible thing that happened to you in the subway years ago? (Father shouts) Come on, run! Shit! Come on, honey, run! ( TYRES SCREECH ) (Whimpers) I didn't know what you meant yesterday. FATHER: Run! I didn't know who 'they' were or what 'they' wanted. Now I do. Leave. And how bad they wanted it. Leave. I know it was important for you to hold onto... Leave. Leave! Leave! Leave! Leave! Leave! Elisabeth. Elisabeth. Leave! Get it? Leave me! Leave! Leave! Leave! Get out! I'm sorry. You lost her. She's still got the doll, hasn't she? (Punches keypad) (Retches and vomits) (Pants) ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) Yeah? MAN: That went well. Look, I can gain her trust. But without more information, I'm shooting in the dark. The answer's right in front of you. I have gone through her files, alright?! Then look closer. I... You tell... Nathan. It's 12:22. (Hangs up) TV: I'm sure of one thing. They would've encountered quite a few venomous species. ( DOOR SLAMS ) TV: Check this out. ( FOOTSTEPS ) TV: He is grumpy. He gets his stinger over his head. Ready to grab them. Whack! Sting. ( NERVOUS MUSIC ) Signora Conrad? Sofia. Sofia. Why...why are you here? Si. Si. I broke it. Mr Conrad will fix it. (Speaks in Italian) ( PHONE RINGS ) What? What? What? Il tacchino. Turk... No, no. Uh...no, no, no. No tacchino. ( PHONE CONTINUES RINGING ) No, no. No! No. Just give it to me. Excuse me. (Speaks Italian) Hello. Signora? MAN: Get rid of her. Sofia, uh...no tacchino. Oh. Si. Sofia, grazie. Arrivederci. MAN: Any more visitors? No. OTHER MAN: Oh, come on. Come on, baby. Take it off. Come on. Alright. Suit yourself. ( MYSTERIOUS MUSIC ) LOUIS: You have to call me back. You seen this? What's this? (Reads) "Girl found wandering on Hart Island." Where did you find this? In her file in your office. (Reads) "A young girl was found yesterday "among the coffins on Hart Island." This is around the time that her father died. I should run this by Child Services. Could she have been lost, unattended? Bizarre. On an island in the East River. I saw Sarah two days ago. She was meeting her boyfriend in the Village. Maybe she's still with him. She could be. Just wait for me a second. Hey, Jake. Tray 57, and just her face. Yeah, OK. Come on. It stinks in here. It smells weird. I know it does. Just breathe through your mouth. I've never seen anyone dead before. You'll do fine. OK? I'm gonna get sick. Listen, no-one in here's gonna mind. OK? Come on. ( MOBILE PHONE RINGS ) Ah. Listen, I've gotta take this. But I'm gonna be right here. OK? Cassidy. Oh, hey, baby. Yeah. Uh, no, you should take the 1:00 because I'm... ..I'll be at Penn Station by 2:00. Make it 7:00. I promise. (Whispers) Don't promise. Um... (Mouths words) What? Yeah, I'm almost done here. Yeah, I'm at the city morgue. 'Bye. That's your NCIC on the guy with the busted neck. Oh, I got a hit. (Reads) "Leon Edwards Croft." Jesus, what does he have - 15, 20 arrests here? Busy, little bad guy. Won't be missed. You run him for known associates? Course I ran him for known associates. Am I not a paid professional? (Screams loudly) (Cries) It's OK. (Sobs) How could someone do that to Sarah? MAN: The guy with the cigarette burns - Croft - he was the driver for this crew. Robbery said they hit banks here, Jersey, Delaware, Virginia. No convictions till '91. And three of his friends just capped off a 10-year jolt in Attica. (Reads) "Patrick Barry Koster." He's the last one that got out - November 4th. On November 4th. Did Croft rat these guys out? I dunno. Could be payback. He has no priors. There is nothing on him. Just came out of nowhere. There's nothing. That's the only thing he ever got popped for. The guy's a ghost. He's a ghost? That's who I need to talk to. Thank you. Watch your back. Yep. Well, you picked Jessie's absolutely favourite thing. She and Sally were inseparable since they were two. Where is she? Where's Jessie? They took her. Now she's really scared. As scared as you were when you went after that guy at Rockland. But she's only eight years old, Elisabeth. She's not as strong as you are. She can't protect herself as well as you can. See...I am not just here...to help you. I need you... ..to help me. Otherwise I'm not gonna get my little girl back. Today's Thanksgiving. You remember Thanksgiving? (Meekly) Yes. Yes, I remember. Who were you with? (Meekly) My dad. Just me and my dad. NATHAN: Being strong isn't only about protecting yourself. It's also having the strength to let go. Especially if you're holding onto something - holding on so tightly - that you don't even know that you could have a better life. ( SOMBRE MUSIC ) The only way that you can help yourself... ..is if you go back. (Hums softly) You have to go back to that day on the subway. ELIZABETH: I can't. I can't do it. No, I can't. Here we go. The main event. You can't help my little girl unless you go back. No, please. Listen to me. The men that have Jessie... ..are the same men that you're frightened of, that sent the orderly at Rockland... I don't wanna hear this. All they want is a number. You want what they want. They know that you know the number. They'll kill my little girl... Stop it! Daddy! Was it a telephone number? No. An address? No. An account? I dunno. A bank account. No. A code? A place? Nope. What is it?! ( DRAMATIC MUSIC ) Uh! (Splutters) What?! What's wrong? We lost the feed? MAN: No, no, no. We're good. (Slowly) You leave him alone. Your father is gone. He is gone. And no-one is gonna hurt him anymore. My little girl...is still alive. Jessie is alive. Doctor Conrad... ..I'm scared. ( GENTLE MUSIC ) I know. I'm sorry. Shit. NATHAN: It's alright. Elisabeth. I'll try. You're OK. Long time since breakfast, huh? Yeah. (Sighs) Wish we had some cheeseburgers. (Elisabeth sings meekly) # Whisper I love you # Birds singing in... # Best turkey I ever had. Is it done? # ..the sycamore tree # Dream a little dream... # I love you, Daddy. Smile, sweet cheeks. (Laughs) (Elisabeth continues singing) ( KEYPAD BEEPS ) What's that? This is a 5cc syringe... ..with a 10-gauge needle and 500 milligrams of sodium amytal. What are you talking about - 500 milligrams? Why not shove a quart of Jack Daniels down her and stick a shotgun in her mouth? Look, the event is obviously right beneath the surface. She should respond beautifully to amytal... ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) ( TENSE MUSIC ) Answer it. You answer the phone. You tell him everything's OK... ..and that you're going to plan B. (Answers phone) Everything's OK... ..and we're going to plan B. It's a drug. (Turns off phone) He knew all about the numbers. And you set me up, Louis. I swear to God. You tell me why. Or I'll shove this right down your throat. He's got my fucking girlfriend. He'll kill Sarah if I don't get this number. Your girlfriend, Louis? Yeah. Well, he's got my daughter. He's got my little girl. Nathan, I didn't know that. I'm sorry. I didn't know. You gotta get this number for this guy. He'll go away. It's that simple. It's that simple? MAN: Doctor Sachs? Doctor Sachs? Yes. There's a cop here to see you. Cop? What kind of cop? I dunno. What does he want? She. She didn't say, but she's waiting in your office. OK. Tell her I'll be right there. OK. He said no cops. He told me absolutely no cops! You have got to go down to your office. You have to be cool. But what if... And you make her go away. ( POLICE SIRENS WAIL ) Peanut butter and jelly. What kind of jelly is it? Hello, there. I'm Louis Sachs. Hi. Detective Cassidy. Hi. Hi. Pretty girl. Is that your daughter? This? No. This is not my daughter. How can I help you today, Detective? I'm here about this woman. What about her? You don't know her? Nope. She worked in the hospital for five months. She was a resident here. Really? Well, we have dozens and dozens of residents. I will tell you that. She worked in your department. She did? Mm-hm. Well, that's strange because then I should know who she is. And I don't, so there's gotta be a mistake. When did you last see Sarah? Detective... ..I just told you, and I'll tell you again, I do not know who that is. Where are we going? Do you have a lawyer, sir? What? Do you have a lawyer? What are you talking about? You don't know Sarah? I don't know Sarah. What are we talking about lawyers for? A week ago, in Central Park, with you. You told her roommate Vanessa all about it. You know Vanessa? She knows you. Don't know Vanessa either. Doctor Sachs, I'm about to read you your rights. My rights? But first... ..I want you to do me a favour. OK? OK. See, this is last weekend with you. By the fountain in Central Park. You took this picture... ..and this is her now. This one you did, this one I took. Who did better - me or you? That's not Sarah. That's Sarah, alright. That's Sarah laid out in the morgue. No, it's not. I work Homicide, Doctor Sachs. That's Sarah. The morgue? It's a mistake. Can't be Sarah. That's not the deal. "That's not the deal"? That's not the deal. That's not the deal. Well, why don't you tell me what the fuck the deal is? Who is part of the deal? Is he? How about him? Or him? Or him? Tell me who is part of the deal. He said we had until 5:00 today. Who's 'we'? That's a mistake. That's no mistake. Who's 'we'? We're so fucking close. All we need is another half hour. Doctor Sachs, who is 'we'? That's not Sarah. That's Sarah. Why don't you quit wasting my fucking time and tell me who's 'we'? Hey, you like country music? Mm-hm. (Sings) # Pink toenails # How am I gonna get pink toenails... # MAN ON RADIO: Low pressure over Virginia... ( JESSIE'S VOICE ECHOES FAINTLY ) # Pink toenails Got my pink... # ( JESSIE'S VOICE ECHOES ) ( JESSIE'S VOICE ECHOES ) (Jessie sings) # Baby doll # Find you sitting there in my pink... # What did I say about noise? Daddy's smart little girl, aren't you? Better hope your mother didn't hear that. Go full-screen on her. Tighter. ( DRAMATIC MUSIC ) She heard. How do you know? She's stopped breathing. ( TENSE MUSIC ) WOMAN ON P.A.: Security to central supply. ( TENSE MUSIC ) (Knocks on door and mouths words) ( BUZZ ) So, what can I do for you, Doc? Arnie, I need to ask you a favour. You taking Burrows for a stroll? We're out of here. Bring her. (Yells) Mummy, Daddy, I'm up here. Mummy! Mummy! Mummy! Mummy, Daddy, I'm up here. (Groans in anger) Take care of her. I need you to open the gates. On whose authorisation? This is between you and me. See, that's why they call this place the 'nuthouse', Doc. 'Cause I'd have to be, basically, fucking nuts to let you do that. OK. Well, you know, I just had to ask you... It's OK. It's alright. It's OK, Arnie. It's just... It's... It's OK. It's alright. You'll be alright in about an hour. Doctor Conrad? Doctor Conrad? Doctor... Fuck. ( DRAMATIC MUSIC ) ( ALARM BELLS RING ) (Groans in pain) ( ALARM BELLS RING ) Excuse me. Excuse me. ( PEOPLE TALK ) MAN ON TWO-WAY RADIO: Security officer down. We have a security breach. Emergency procedures. ( DRAMATIC MUSIC ) Come on. ( TENSE MUSIC ) Arggh! ( TYRES SCREECH ) Central, be advised a gold Land Rover just left Bridgeview... MAN: They're leaving. The driver's a Doctor Nathan Conrad. Wanted for questioning in connection with a homicide. ( TYRES SCREECH, HORNS BLARE ) Ah! Have an RMP respond to his residence immediately. Oh, my God. ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) Yeah. MAN: What's on your mind? Field trip. ( CAR HORN BLARES ) Wait a sec. Where are you taking Jessie? Why are you moving her? You have 44 minutes. ( DRAMATIC MUSIC ) Why are you moving her? NATHAN: Look, I will get you the number. Just don't hurt her. 43 minutes. WOMAN: You have reached New York City's Emergency Services. Please stay on the line. Your call will be answered in the order it was received. (Both groan) You crippled bitch! Are you alright? Yeah. (Yells) Move! ( CAR TYRES SCREECH ) This is where it happened, isn't it, Elisabeth? No. When we left home, my Dad and me... Big, big... Big car - dark... I'd never seen my dad so scared. He grabbed my arm. He kept running and running and running. And I tried to keep up. (Softly) I tried to keep up, I did. You can do it. OK. You can do it. Let's go. I tried to keep up. It's OK. Elisabeth? There were lots of people. But my dad just pulled me through them. I looked back... He was so fast. Then he stopped behind us. There were only two men. We lost one. My dad took me around the corner. He made me hide over here. OK, listen to me carefully. You and Mishka, you gotta wait right here. Right here, no matter what. It's gonna be alright. Gonna be fine. Right here. Hey, where have you been? I could see my dad's face as he tried to talk to them. There's nothing in the fucking bag! Where is it? Where is it? NATHAN: What's happening now? MAN: Where is it? NATHAN: Elisabeth. I don't believe a fucking word. Aaagh! NATHAN: Elisabeth, what do you see? Where is it? ELISABETH: The one in the red coat kept on kicking him and kicking him, asking him, "Where is it? Tell me where it is. "Where is it?" Where is it? NATHAN: Elisabeth. Jesus. Come on, help me out. ELISABETH: Everybody was watching. They were just watching, and no-one would help. No-one would help. No-one. (Yells) Everybody was watching! And no-one would help. (Screams) NATHAN: Elisabeth, what did the man want? What did he want? I can almost reach... Elisabeth! (Gasps) Daddy! (Sobs) OFFICER: Right, turn around. Hands up. (Elisabeth cries) OFFICER: Down on your knees. What did the man want, Elisabeth? (Elisabeth cries) NATHAN: Did he want a number? NATHAN: Elisabeth, I need to know what the man wanted. ELISABETH: He wants Mishka. My doll. NATHAN: And where is Mishka, where is your doll? FATHER: Hang onto that. OK, baby? ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) Yeah? KOSTER: Cutting it rather close. Alright, I have what you want. Good. I'm listening. I've decided... ..I've decided to deliver the number to you in person. No time. No choice. Being brave again, Nathan. That's the best way to get your daughter killed, other than missing the deadline, which is less than three minutes away. Rule number one - no more clock. What? You heard me. I'll meet you there. Where? I think that you know where. Rule number two - I want to speak to my daughter now. Did you hear me? I want to speak to her now. Daddy? Pumpkin, are you alright? Yes. Daddy, please come and get me now. I'm on my way, sweetheart. Anything else? Rule number three - no more phone. (Man speaks on mobile phone) Oh, buddy, I've got a medical emergency. I'll get this phone back to you. (Protests in Cantonese) ( TYRES SCREECH ) ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) ( PHONE KEEPS RINGING ) ( BACKGROUND CHATTER ON TWO-WAY RADIO ) ( CELL PHONE RINGS ) NATHAN: Aggie. Is she alive? She's fine. Where is she? Aggie, listen to me. ( CHATTER CONTINUES ) What is that? Did you call the police? Aggie? Aggie? No. But somebody did. Do they know what's going on? Not yet. Listen... I'm here. ..just get her back. ( TENSE MUSIC ) ( TYRES SCREECH ) ( TYRES SCREECH ) ( EERIE, DREAMLIKE MUSIC ) ( TENSE MUSIC ) ( ENGINE STARTS ) MAN: Hey, fella, what are you doing down there? That's my boat. Where are you going? Hey! Hey, asshole, that's my boat! ( ENGINE ROARS ) That's my boat. Bring that back. Hey! Hey! ( OMINOUS MUSIC ) ( WAVES SPLASH ) KOSTER: Doctor Conrad. You're a committed man. I wanna see her. I wanna see her now. Grim place for a holiday, isn't it? (Snickers) Hello, Elisabeth. I've thought about you every day for the last 10 years. I bet you've thought about me too. I know you've been through a lot, but so have I. Your father let us both down. Where's my daughter? She hasn't given it to you. Where is she? She won't give it to you. I want to see Jessie. Where's my number? You're not getting anything until I s... We talked about bravery today. It's no good. You need to know how to use these. I wanna see my daughter. Yeah, I think you've earned it. Max. JESSIE: Daddy. Jessie. Daddy. Jessie. It's alright, honey. It'll be fine. It'll be alright. You guessed the number's a grave. Very good. Now what? I finish my job. ( WATER TRICKLES ) Come on, Nathan, up the stairs. Over there by the table. And Elisabeth. Not her. Take her back outside. Daddy. Jessie, you're going to be alright, honey. You're going to be alright. Now, let's see what $200 an hour can do. Officer Peterson, nice work. You found my car. Where is it? It's over there. OK. Now, where's my guy? He smashed through a steel fence on the Corrections pier. Then he jacked a boat from that individual. A boat? Yeah. He and some girl. Sounds a little hinky, huh? A boat to where? That's the coastguard's problem. It is not the coastguard's problem. It is my problem. It is your problem. What is over there? (Elisabeth sings softly) Where's the music coming from, Elisabeth? A radio. A radio? Where? It was playing on the boat. On the boat that brought you here the first time? Yeah. I was cold. I was wet. My eyes were burning, but I was with my dad. How did you know which one was your dad? They gave him a number. Where was this number? It was on his box. They carved the number on top of his box. I tried to get it open, but my fingers were numb and I couldn't lift it. It was too heavy. I couldn't put Mishka inside. You'd better pray she's lying, Nathan. Where did Mishka go? What happened to Mishka? They saw...they saw me. Who saw you? The men. The men with the music. They were working. They said my lips were blue, and they gave me a blanket. I told them "My dad's inside. "And I need to put her inside with him. "Maybe we could put Mishka in the box." What did they do? They helped me. They... ..they... ..helped me put Mishka inside the box with him. They let me stay with him... ..until... (Sobs) What do you think will happen when we dig this thing up? He'll have you kill me, then my little girl. You like her. I can tell that. And when you're done with us, he'll be done with you. MAX: Just keep walkin'. ( EERIE BIRD CALLS, WIND HOWLS ) MAN: This boat's for charters, not running around a goddamn sound on Thanksgiving. Like I said, sir, it's police business. Do me a favour, Captain Bligh, drive the friggin' boat. ( CRACK! ) Go on, Max, open it up. Get her out! The girl, out! Sit down. Sit down! JESSIE: Daddy! Let me go! I'm going to put a bullet through your knee, then you'll give me the right number. No! GUNSHOTS (Screams) No! Get off! Get her off! Sit down. Forget the fucking number. Say hi to your dad from me. She gave it to you. She gave me nothing! She reversed the image in her mind. I've had enough of you, bitch! Cognitive distortion. She wrote it right to left. Look. Look. She sees it in a mirror. Can you imagine what will happen if this is bullshit? This is Detective Cassidy from Manhattan South Homicide. Shots fired on the north-east shore of Hart Island. I'm en route and I need harbour and aviation. 10 years of my life bought and fucking paid for. Take care of that. (Cocks gun) Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. (Giggles wickedly) You're not like me, Nathan. I would've killed the man who took my little girl. CASSIDY: Police. Don't move! Drop your weapon. Drop your weapon! MAN: Go on. I never got your name. Patrick. Patrick... ..are you sure I'm not like you? Are you sure? Was this really worth it? What? Your life. Absolutely. It's mine. Then you go get it. (Groans) (Groans) (Screams) ( SOMBRE MUSIC ) ( POIGNANT MUSIC ) I'll be right back, sweetie. How are you holding up? I've been better. Thank you. Let's go. Come on. ( POIGNANT MUSIC CONTINUES ) Supertext Captions by the Australian Caption Centre Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air.