Kidnapped (2006) s01e05 Episode Script

Previously in Kidnapped He's a really smart kid, dad.
He'll think of something.
Help! My name's Leopold Cain.
I've been kidnapped.
Maybe it's better you stick with me.
Mexico can be very dangerous.
- The package has been delivered - Good.
Enter the local tunnel heading toward Coney Island.
What's goin' on!?! Where's Leopold!?! We're movin' in.
- He's not breathing! - One pill twice a day, with food.
- I'll drive him.
- No, I'll drive him.
Can't imagine what you mustt hink of me, you know.
I didn't even know what my own son's allergic to.
Where's my cell? Microchip gave us a ten grand wire transfer.
The money camefrom Schroeder Textiles, a business in Brooklyn.
Yeah, I need an incursion team prepped and ready to go right now.
Sorry, pal, authorized personnel only.
He's all right, let him in, let him in.
They find the kid? No evidence of Leopold Cain.
If he was here, he's gone now.
Sir? - Let me see.
- Hmm.
- No, that's a fake.
- Good fake.
He didn't buy it in Chinatown, that's for sure.
Charles Schroeder.
- Probably not his real name.
- That's not playing fair.
Hey, Atkins, let's interview all the tenants in the building.
The custodial crew, building manager, everybody, all right? And then I want to canvass this whole neighborhood.
Shops, delis, bodegas, everything, all right? Find out where this guy bought his cigarettes.
What makes you think he smokes? He'd have to do something to pass the time, right? - I got something.
- What do we got? Missing piece of the puzzle.
Come here, have a look.
This baby was the first domino to fall.
See, this fuse set off these tethered wall charges, mounted every 16 inches.
- Huh? - Composition C-4.
Somebody wasn't taking any chances here.
Oh, and it gets better.
Walls, ceiling, floor.
This entire room is lined with Teflon-coated plates.
This room was designedto blow up without effecting the building'sstructural integrity.
See these reinforced beams? So, what you're saying is we' restanding in an incinerator? An incinerator room.
Yeah, I saw that in one of my wife's catalogues.
Yeah, how much you think something like that sets you back? More than I've got.
Maybe they got iton lay away.
These guys are very well-funded, Knapp.
- Money to burn, right? - People too.
She said, "hello", by the way, my wife.
Asked me to give you a big kiss.
Uh, awkward moment here.
Nah, she just wanted you to come over for dinner.
Yeah.
Yeah? - All right.
- All right.
So what do we know? He either blew himself up, or somebody blew him up.
- Third option? - Altruistic suicide.
- He strike you as a man with a cause? - Who can tell, man? - Yeah.
- What about the Cains, they know? No, I gotta tell 'em.
Can't sleep? - What are you doing? - Same as you.
Okay.
What am I doing? My ma used to do this when we were little.
When we couldn't sleep.
She would just heat up a little bit of milk.
Always did the trick.
Of course, I don't think it had, really, anything to do with the milk, I think it was just, you know, being around her, that was the thing.
She woulda liked you.
I keep having this dream about my mother.
It's the same dream, every night, since Leo's been gone.
I dream that I open the door and she's standing there.
And I say, "Mom, I thought you were dead.
" And she says, "Why does everybody think I'm dead, dear? "I just went on vacation I've been to the love liest spain Detroit.
" "It's really a nice city if you give it a shot.
We should go there together sometime" And she tells me that her father has written her to tell her that Leois with him.
And I smile.
And I say, "You mean, Grandpa's alive?" And she looks at me, says, "No.
Of course not, dear.
" How long am I gonna be here for? I don't know.
Have you spoken with my parents? - Not my job.
- What is your job? You're my job! Shut up and take the pills! You think maybe you could bring me something to read? What, you think this is a library? You want something to read? Here.
It's in Spanish.
Is there anything else I can get you? Maybe you'd like to take a dip in the pool? What do you mean, he blew himself up? And, what, Leo wasn't there? Did they move him? I don't think that's where they were keeping him.
- Then where? - I don't know.
Well, look, at leas the's still alive, right? Oh, yeah, but isn't that the yardstick by which all great day sare measured, - my child not being dead? - Ellie, come on, what- And you! You, with all your snappy answers, you're being awfully quiet today.
- He's just trying to dohis job, El- - No, I'm sick of this! Sick of all these excuses.
Especially yours.
You okay? Wanna talk about it? Get it off your chest? Okay.
I reconfigured the phone lines, cut our trace time by a third.
That should put a smile on your face.
Oh, and I ordered some more of those hollow-point bullets that you like so much.
They should be arriving tomorrow.
And if that doesn't lift your spirits, here is ten years of hate mail for Mr.
Conrad Cain.
Not a very popular bloke is Mr.
Cain.
Mind you, I've never had any hate mail myself, so I don't know if this is actually a lot.
Either way, there goes my book club.
Mr.
Knapp? - Wanna see something Jimbo taught me? - Ah, sure.
Pick a card, any card.
Don't let me see it.
You can show it to Ms.
Turner if you want.
- Make sure you remember it.
- Mm-hmm.
The ending's not as good if you don't.
Put it back.
Alakazam! Jimbo says "abracadabra," but I think that sounds silly.
- What was your card? - Um, it's a four of hearts.
There it is.
It's a good trick, Alice.
It's not a trick, Mr.
Knapp, it's an illusion.
Excuse me.
The body! From Schroeder Textiles.
- What about it? - It's been dead two weeks.
- Uh, King.
- Did you put a man at the office? - What? - At Schroeder Textiles! NYPD posted a guy at the door, why? - Body was planted.
- Yeah.
I'm gonna check the roof.
- Whoa.
- What? That stuff's been moved.
Knapp.
Huh? It's Lo Guasto, our cop.
Where's his uniform? - I guess our boy's dressed as a cop now.
- Yeah.
Oh, my God! Are you trying to give me a heart attack? Thank you, Officer.
Just doing my job, ma'am.
Have a nice day.
- You get a match yet? - No, I'm still on hold.
- Son of a bitch was down there the whole time? - Yep.
Yeah, yeah, I'm here.
Know what, I don't mind if he's playing golf with the president, somebody's gott a pay for this overtime.
Get him on the line, all right? Watch commander says Lo Guasto's last check-in was 20 minutes ago.
- So he's got 20 minutes on us.
- You sure? You know, he messed up when he got his photo taken.
- Hey, Atkins.
- Yeah.
- Let's do this.
- Hold on.
Extra man, buses, trains, subways, airports.
I want random checksat all bridges and tunnels.
No, no, post it now, I'll get back to you.
We got a match on Schroeder.
Real name's Devere, James Devere.
His rap sheet's coming down the pipe.
He does not leave this city.
All right? He does not leave this city.
All right.
- National Shoe Company.
- Gondo, please.
Line is secure, you have 30 seconds, starting-go! Dad's office, compromised, in limbo, need safe passage.
- How's your dial? - Burned, bad.
- And your means? - Same.
80 Clinton Street.
- Did you pull it up? - FBI's just posted it.
Real name: James Devere, born: Cleveland, Ohio.
Couple of priors.
Nothing like this.
I need as many workups as you can get me.
This guy's burned, and he knows it.
He's gonna scramble.
We need to move fast.
Already on it.
Where the hell are my rubber bullets? In the box marked "rubber bullets"? Why rubber bullets? I need him alive.
What's all this? It's your husband's hate mail.
- From where? - From work.
- Is that a lot? - I don't know.
What do you do, exactly? what-what is it that you're doing? We really shouldn't talk about these things, Mrs.
Cain.
You don't think I have a right to know? People have a lot of rights that I wouldn't necessarily encourage them to exercise.
- You don't think I can handle it.
- I don't think you should have to.
- Please.
- It's not my place.
I can handle it.
There's a suspect in your son's kidnapping.
- Who? Who is it? - His name's James Devere.
- Is there a picture? - Mrs.
Cain- I'd like to seea picture.
- Do you recognize him? - No.
I was hoping I'd see his face and all of a sudden everything would make sense.
He could be anybody.
I've passed him on the street a thousand times.
He's held open a door for me.
You were right.
What was that? What's this about? I got tired of changing the channels for him all the time.
We're not running a motel here.
Hey, I was just reading Leo's favorite book.
The Bardo Thodol.
Tibetan Book of the Dead.
Scriptures read aloud to the dying to help them attain liberation.
They have a suspect, I thought you might like to know.
- Yes, Devere.
- You know about him? I might've lost an eye, but I'm not blind.
What are you gonna do about it? This man who took your son? Whatever needs to be done.
Yeah? Take your shirt off.
Being kept in the dark on this one.
Yeah, well,with what you're getting paid, your eyes'll adjust.
Well, what are we talking about? Full transit? Full blind? - Across the board, baby.
- Including papers? Yeah, complete set.
Slouch.
- What? - Slouch.
Good.
Now, let's see what kind of picture you take.
Say, "No extradition.
" JFK, LaGuardia, Newark.
Every air marshal, every TSA worker, every waitress in every bar.
At every gate- no, I don't want to hear any excuses.
Because if this guy get sout of the country on anything with wings, you know what? You end up back in Boise faster than your stapler.
What's our turn around? - Yesterday.
- Okay.
I think black.
Very distinguished.
Made a list.
Counterfeiters and forgers in the Tri-State area.
The list is longer than you think.
Will you shut that door? What's up? - Have you shown this to anyone? - No.
- Okay.
Unless I say otherwise, you report directly to me.
And nobody else.
You think there's a leakin this office? If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck You know.
How do you know you can trust me? You're from Alaska.
Hi, Gus.
- Been a long time, Knapp.
- We need to talk.
Oh, I'm retired.
All I do now is is paint.
I saw some phony paper last night, something a state trooper would a handed back after writing a speeding ticket.
You popped into my head.
I told you, I'm retired.
These are guys with shiny shoes, money would not be an object.
Now, who would they go to? You know, just because I am no longer a magician, does not mean I reveal secrets.
Shiny shoes, with bullets to spare.
No loose ends.
They would want the best, and since you're retired, we both know who that is.
Where's your daughter, Gus? I'm on my way to the daughter's now.
How 'bout I put King in the loop, in case you need backup? - Good idea, am I paying you enough? - No- Municipal.
Katherine, it's Knapp, I just left Gus.
Terrific.
- You got company? - Of course, no problem.
- White guy, 5'8", buck sixty? - Sure do.
He's bad news, you know I wouldn't get involved unless it was serious.
- Is he with you now? - Absolutely.
All right, it's not safe.
Go to the side door and unlock it.
- But you're in town? - Yeah.
All right, well, uh,call me later.
Yeah, yeah, you too.
- Boyfriend? - Yeah, well, not for long.
He's kinda getting on my nerves.
- You taking applications? - Huh? - Kidding.
- Oh.
- You do good work.
- Oh, thank you, yeah.
I'm gonna need all the copies.
Of course.
I'll get 'em for you now.
Drop your gun, now! - You're okay - It's okay.
Stop right there! Stop right there, put it down.
Take him, take him.
Looks close enough.
Son of a bitch.
You all right? All right, I'll take that as a yes.
There was a complication.
Circumstances were- Circumstances were what? Were beyond my control.
Sometimes no excuse is better than a bad one.
How should I proceed? I'll take it from here.
Hang up your guns for a while, cowboy.
We get anything on him yet? Nothing that adds upto this.
Dishonorable discharge.
This man's Army,petty theft minor leaguer.
Well, he's certainly made the jump to the majors here, huh? - He ask for a lawyer? - He hasn't said three words.
- What do our lawyers say? - We have zip.
Anything connecting him to Leopold Cain either burned up in that office, or got passed off before we got our hands on him.
But we can put him in the office.
Which means we have a guy on arson.
Not to mention murdering a policeman.
Neither of which leads us to Leopold Cain.
- Afternoon.
- Agent King.
- You know my name.
- Oh, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Names are sort of a hobby of mine.
- Latimer means "interpreter.
" - I did not know that.
Of course you did.
Oh, you know, I didn't realize you were black.
- That a problem? - No.
It's not a problem for you, it's not a problem for me.
- So what brings you by? - Where's Leopold Cain? I give up.
You didn't think it would be that easy, did you? Well, you waived the right to counsel.
Yes, yes, I did.
But I am not going to talk to you, Agent King.
Nothing personal.
Then I'd say we have a problem.
Now, I didn't say I wouldn't talk.
I just said I wouldn't talk to you.
- Hey, Knapp.
- Anything? Nothing yet.
What, did he lawyer up? Uh-uh.
Let me ask you a question.
Do you recognize this Devere individual? No.
What do you mean? - Does he look familiar to you? - No! Should he? I don't know.
- I mean, you never know.
- Okay, Latimer, listen to me.
Five minutes.
What are you gonna do with five minutes? I just wanna have a word with him.
The concern is that he wants to have a word with you too.
And he asked for you by name.
- What? - Your first name.
Lucien.
It's a very interesting name for a man of your profession.
- How do you know my name? - It means "bringer of light.
" Which is an odd name for someone so closely associated with darkness, don't you think? - Do I know you? - Two things you should know.
One, you're speaking to a ghost.
I am no more alive than this chair I'm sitting on.
Two, just know, you never had a chance.
This deck has been stackedag ainst you from the very beginning.
This is a maze built on a maze inside a maze.
The handlers have handlers.
Even the guy who's behind it all doesn't know his own name.
- What about you? - I'm a ghost.
- I'm a dead man.
- You don't look dead.
- Yeah? Who you gonna believe? - Where's Leopold Cain? A piece of information I was never privy to.
Not my field.
This one's about specialization.
One man to hold a hammer, the other a nail.
I've heard that before.
Your friend, Kellogg, the one in jail - You know him? - Only in passing.
- There were so many.
- How many? You are counting angel son a pin.
We're talking insulation, my friend.
Remember that.
Insulation.
Every precaution has been taken.
These are far-sighted people.
There were insurance policies taken out on each one of us.
Yeah.
And that's why I need your help.
Why would I help you? There is one thing I do know.
But then, there's the matter of that insurance policy.
I need you to close it for me.
And then I'll tell you what I know.
Yeah.
That's one creepy individual, huh? - You almost there? - Yeah, I just pulled up.
Now I'm curious to meet that wife.
What kind of woman marries a man like that, huh? Anyway, you call me when you have her, all right? Yeah, I love you too.
- Mr.
Cain.
- Atkins.
- Oh, yeah, right.
- I'll take it from here.
What can I do for you, Mr.
Cain? Well, I understand you have a suspect in custody.
I'd like to see him.
Well, I don't have the authority to do that.
Uh, and Agent King is not in the office.
Yeah, so, call him.
Call him.
Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice message system.
Yeah, he's not picking up.
Uh, listen, I'd really feel much better- All right, listen, whoa! I need to see this man, all right? I might know him.
I might recognize him.
And if he's here, then where's my son Leo? He might be in trouble.
Right? So the longer you guys are screw- You know all right.
Listen, Agent Atkins.
You know, I mean, just let me see the guy.
Take whatever you want, I have money in- - Your husband sent me.
- Jimmy? Where is he? He's safe.
Listen to me.
There are men coming here to hurt you.
- You have to trust me.
- No.
Okay, listen to me, Mrs.
Devere- You know what, I think I'm gonna go by my maiden name from now on.
Okay, listen to me, Mrs.
Whatever Your-Maiden-Name-Is, there are men, coming- You know what, let 'em come, I don't care.
I'm tired of this life of broken promises and woulda, shoulda, coulda.
I'm tired of this crap.
Any of these men who are coming for me, any of 'em single? They don't have very big shoes to fill, Mr.
Knapp.
What did he do this time? You know what, I don't even care.
What are you doing? I don't recall introducing myself.
Sure you did- - Hands where I can see 'em.
- What are you talking- I said, hands where I can see them! Slowly.
Where's Kelly Devere? What now, Knapp? - You're not gonna kill her.
- No? If you were gonna do that, you would've done it already With her dead, Devere's a canary.
Guess it's between you and me, then.
Can I get a piece of this? Thanks for stopping by.
Yeah, I was in the neighborhood.
Anytime, ma'am.
Marlene, take care of her.
What is wrong with you? Why does everybody know my name? Do you recognize him? Mr.
Cain? Mr.
Cain, do- - Atkins, can I have a word with you? - Yeah.
- I'll be right back.
- Mr.
Cain.
- What's he doing here? - He just showed up.
Well, how did he get downstairs? - You look taller in person.
- Why are you doing this? - Is there something I did to you? - Come on, man.
When is the last time you ever concerned yourself with why? How many times hasthe great Conrad Cain ever asked the question, "Why lay off 10,000 workers? "Why shut down a company that is the entire lifeline to a town? Why?" Now, what exactly does that have to do with my son? Sins of the father, my friend.
Have you ever noticed when you lose something, you always seem to find that in the last place you look? Yeah.
That's what, uh, they'll be saying about you.
You know, when they finally find you.
I brought him downstairs, he thought he might recognize- Cain! Son of a bitch.
Is that all you got? Calm down.
Calm down, it's all good.
It's all good.
Todos los circuitos están oc- Todos los circuitos están- Mr.
Devere.
Your wife is safe, she's here.
I covered our end of the deal, it's your turn.
Okay, but I need to see her.
First.
All right.
- That's non-negotiable.
- All right.
- Let me see what I can do.
- All right.
All right, let's have the wife brought down.
Let's clean her up before we do it, all right? And where is this woman from Devere's? I wanna question her also.
She's being transferred and will be here soon.
- Mr.
Devere.
- Is there a problem? There was a woman holding your wife.
I asked for that many times, and the answer was always no.
- Who is she, Mr.
Devere? - Jim! - Kel, baby- - What's going on? - All right, all right! He-he's trying to kill himself! Open him up! Get her out of here! - Call a medic! - Open your mouth! Get him down, get him down! Atkins, get the first aid kit! Atkins, get out of the way! Hold him still! Come on, keep your head down.
Come on.
Keep your head down.
Come on.
There we go! Come on! All right, all right.
Where's that medic? All right, get an ambulance here! Here we go,yeah! It's no good.
Tell me.
He's in critical condition, which means we can't get to him for another 10 or 12 hours until he stabilizes.
Cyanide.
And this woman from Devere's, she kills two fully armed FBI agents, and then vanishes into thin air? Who the hell are these people? I don't know.
In fact, the only thing I do know is whatever we know, they know.
- Yeah, seems that way,huh? - Let's work backwards.
Let's reverse-engineer this whole thing.
All right.
Now, you believe in psychic phenomena? Depends.
Me neither.
Do you believe in predetermination or free will? It depends.
Personally, I believe in free will, which means they can't know what we're gonna do before we do it.
And I don't think they're reading our minds.
Do you? No.
So this leaves one option.
There's someone who's on the inside.
There's someone with access.
There's someone with that kind of access.
Someone who-who knew Leopold's routine.
Someone who knew about Virgil.
Somebody who knew about Brooklyn.
Someone who knew about Schroeder Textiles.
Somebody who's always one step ahead of us.
No, someone who's in step with us.
We've been asking ourselves the wrong question here all along.
It's not someone on the inside? No, it's not some one on the inside.
Devere, he said it.
He said it twice! It was the wrong word, I didn't catch it at the time.
Why, what'd he say? Insulation.
Hey, I- Pick up! Pick up! Hello.
Hello? - What happened? - Tray slipped.
I guess that means no dinner for you tonight, huh? Clean it up.
What? - There's no one there.
- Hello? - Hello? - Nothing.
Uh, Mr.
and Mrs.
Cain, something you need to know.
I thought you said the house was debugged? The phones were, Mr.
Cain.
That's a frequency test for line disruptions.
What we're searching for now is equipment.
- Sir! - Yeah? You got something up there? There it is.
Cameras.
What is that? It's a camera.
I got a camera right over here.
Found one here! Got another one! I think I found another.
I think there's a camera right over here.
Turn it off!