Without a Trace s05e18 Episode Script

Can you believe what Derek just sent me? "This spring, the Drama Department of Haley High is proud to present William Shakespeare's timeless classic, The Taming of the Shrew.
" I mean, what could they possibly be thinking? What did you say? Weren't you listening? Shakespeare, master of modern drama, sexist pig.
You're in a rare form tonight, Beck.
I just have a lot on my mind.
Obviously not your term paper, though, huh? No.
You wanna vent on the way home? I should stay and try to get some work done.
I didn't piss you off or anything tonight, did I? No more than usual.
Oh.
Look, I'll see you tomorrow, okay? Okay.
Guess you have some admirers.
Hey, what's up? See you got my note.
- You have me confused with somebody.
- No.
That's the reason I came, Lyra.
I was looking for you.
- I have to go.
- Hey, where you running off to? - I have to go.
- Come on.
Leave me alone, okay? Think if I walked in here naked anybody would notice? No, but thanks for the visual.
There's nothing to write home about.
What do you got? Becca Howard.
Missing since 8:00 last night.
She came here with a friend, never made it home.
- Where she live? - Few blocks away.
- With her grandfather, George Howard.
- He reported it? He called the cell phone, it went to voicemail.
So he decided to call the best friend, Rick Jenkins.
He says the last time he saw her, she was here.
- We know if anybody saw her leave? - The waitress.
She also saw two guys follow her out.
High school age.
She's working on the sketches.
- Did it look like they knew each other? - One passed her a note before she left.
- And it was made out to a Lyra.
- Lyra? So maybe he confused her with somebody else.
- Found it in the dumpster out back.
- Okay, thank you.
"I know what you need and you need it bad.
How about I take you outside and " Oh, my God.
That's where I stop reading aloud.
Nice.
Sam.
Hey, it's Emily.
I called a couple of weeks ago.
I don't know if you got my message.
It's been a long time.
I'm gonna be in the city today.
I was wondering if you wanted to Message deleted.
Her name is Becca Howard, a sophomore at Haley High.
No history of truancy.
She was a good student until six months ago when her grades took a hit.
- Hits off her phone? - It's dead.
ERT found it two blocks from the café.
Only calls she made the last couple days were to her grandfather and her friend Rick Jenkins.
What about computer use? Mostly IM's and e-mails to Rick Jenkins.
She use the computers in the café? No, just a laptop that was connected to the Wi-Fi network at the café.
- How we doing with the two guys? - Right here.
So according to a busboy, they drove a red Jeep and they had some kind of orange sticker on the back window.
Sticker could be some kind of school parking permit.
The waitress said that one of the guys had an orange and brown jacket.
I'll look into the local schools that use those colors.
- Okay.
Okay.
And take these back to her school and have them circulate it.
See if anybody recognizes these guys.
Will do.
If she was okay why wouldn't she come home? Well, we're circulating her picture at rape crisis centers and hospitals around the area.
So far, nobody's recognized her.
But if she shows up, they're gonna let us know.
Mr.
Howard, are you sure you've never seen these men before? Hanging out with your granddaughter? No.
The only friend she brings around is Rick.
I knew I shouldn't have let her stay out so late.
And why are you taking care of her instead of her parents? A couple of months after Becca was born my son he fell asleep at the wheel and he and his wife were killed.
I did the best job I could raising her, but it hasn't been easy lately.
- What's going on with her? - Oh, not her.
I've been dealing with this kidney thing since last October.
VA's taking their time about home care so Becca's stuck with nurse duty.
That means prescriptions that need picking up three shots daily.
And then dialysis once a week.
That's a lot for a 15-year old to handle.
Too much, but what am I supposed to do? I know she's sick of taking care of me.
But every time I try to talk to her seems like all we do is argue.
Becca, you were supposed to be home two hours ago.
- I tried your cell.
- I went to play rehearsal.
I turned it off.
You said you were gonna go to the pharmacy.
I did.
Your prescription changed.
Why didn't you tell me you were getting worse? Because I'm not.
I asked the pharmacist.
She said the only reason you'd be on new antibiotics is if you weren't getting better.
The doctor really believes these are gonna work.
You don't know that, do you? Wanna tell me what's going on with you? Why should I? It's not like you're honest with me.
I know things are a little upside down right now.
Right now? Try the past six months.
Try my whole life.
There is nothing I can do about that, Becca.
Just like there's nothing you can do about dying, right? I should have been upfront with her about how sick I am.
But I just knew it would make her worry.
I hope you don't mind me asking, but how bad is it? My doctor said it could be six months.
Could be a year.
Okay.
Mr.
Howard, if she did run away do you have any idea where she would go? I've already called every place I can imagine.
I just don't know.
I've got no clue why they called her Lyra.
Could be a screen name or e-mail account she doesn't want her grandfather to know about.
No, she's always been Beccalicious.
That's the only e-mail I know.
Okay, what do you guys usually do when you're at the café? Check e-mail, do homework.
That's it.
Do you remember her talking to any guys there? No.
She wishes.
Well, these guys who sent her the note seemed to think that she wanted to hook up.
She the kind of girl that has that reputation? I don't think so.
You don't think so? No, I meant, I don't know.
Every second that we screw around here, she's in greater danger.
Now, you're her friend.
You know whether she's the kind that puts out or guys were talking crap behind her back.
People weren't talking behind Becca's back.
That was the problem.
She felt like they didn't even know she existed.
Becca.
Hey, I didn't think I'd see you here today.
Well, yeah my grandpa had his appointment, but it got changed.
Well, I should You know.
I'll talk to you later, okay? I couldn't believe it either.
They've been going at it for at least an hour.
I told her last week that I was finally getting ready to talk to him.
Well, she definitely flew past the talking part, huh? - I mean, have you seen her fingernails? - Yeah, purple, I know.
Seriously, Beck.
I mean, Sylvia's a skank and Jeremy Simms is not worth it.
But he wouldn't even look at me.
- What's wrong with me? - Same thing that's wrong with me.
I'm gay? No.
We have standards.
I'm gonna be the last virgin in America, aren't I? Look, if it's messing you up that much, then do something about it.
I'm pretty sure that there's plenty of guys who'd be happy to help you change your image.
So, what's with the nail polish thing? Different colors mean different things.
Like what? Pink means you'll give oral sex.
Purple says you'll go all the way.
Okay, so, what do you think? Her grandfather's dying, so she decides to lose her virginity.
- I don't get the math.
- There's no math.
She's an emotional, lonely 15-year-old girl.
- They start even younger than that.
- You're not helping me.
- Hey, it's the truth.
- Jack.
We determined that the two guys from the café go to school at Freeman High on Long Island.
- We ID them? The driver.
Local PD bringing him now.
- Let me know when they get here.
- Got it.
- I'll see if I can find Becca's friend Sylvia.
- Okay, great.
My son doesn't even know this girl.
Then your son and his friend are very forward.
I know what happened.
She's a hot 15-year-old.
You like her, you tell her, she rejects you, and it sucks.
I didn't even talk to her.
- You got angry, didn't you? - That's enough.
Look, I know where you're going with this.
- I said I didn't touch her.
- Your friend did.
Kyle, did you watch? You, not another word.
Mr.
Blatty, if your son wants to help himself he should tell me who his friend is and where Becca is.
We're not answering another question until our lawyer gets here.
You may not have to.
All right, what do we got? Well, I checked Kyle Blatty's cell phone activity from last night.
Around the time that Becca went missing, he accessed this website.
I love this new body spray.
Moonlight Desire.
I'd sleep with me.
And that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
I just gotta get ready.
I feel weird watching this.
Sweet dreams.
Becca registered for the screen name LyraLover42 using an alias.
Every day for the last three months, she's uploaded video diaries to the web.
- Nobody in her life knows about this? - It was easier for her to tell her innermost secrets to total strangers.
- How many people have seen this? - She's been averaging 2000 hits a week.
Up until six days ago, when she announced that she was bored of being a virgin.
The downloads tripled.
That's how Kyle Blatty and his friend found out.
She mentioned hanging out at the coffee shop in one of her vlogs.
I want a list of everybody that's logged on to this site in the last week.
Most are online handles.
It'll take a while to track them.
- Pull the help if you need it.
- Okay.
- What are we looking at now? - This Becca's last video entry two days before she disappeared.
Hey, it's me.
Sorry for the waterworks.
It's just today sucked.
And what's worse is that there's no one I can even talk to about it.
I got something in the mail.
And everything I thought I knew is wrong and all screwed up.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know who I can What I think anymore.
People aren't who they say and I don't even know who I can trust.
Sorry.
I'm a mess, I know.
It's I wish I could say more.
Maybe tomorrow, okay? Until then, thanks for listening.
What's this mail she keeps referring to? - We don't know.
We're looking into it.
- Okay.
Make sure you give me the full list of predators when you get them.
Hi, Sam.
Emily.
I was in the city for a doctor's appointment.
- I haven't heard from you in a while.
- Yes.
Right, I know.
The phone call.
I'm sorry I haven't called you back.
It's been pretty crazy around here.
Yeah, there's a lot of you guys running around here.
Why were you at the doctor? Oh, it was just something with my shoulder.
How's Mom? Have you talked to her? The new Wal-Mart in Prairie Springs has changed her life.
Other than that, she's the same.
I'm sorry, Emily, I'm - It's really busy, I - I wouldn't have come to your office.
I was gonna leave you a note at your place, except You don't have my new address.
Right.
Sorry about that.
I can keep all the facts of a case together.
It's the little life things that throw me.
Maybe we could have lunch.
- You know, like I said, I'm so busy - Well, you've gotta eat.
Yes, that's true, I do.
Okay.
Okay, sure.
How about, um, couple hours? Yeah, that'd be great.
- I'll see you in two hours.
- Okay.
And I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I showed up with no warning.
I'm sorry too.
For the phone call and the address and not staying in touch.
- I'll see you soon.
- Okay.
- Somebody tell me what I'm doing here.
Gavin.
Break the news to him.
Your buddy Kyle gave you up.
Gave up what? He doesn't know anything.
He did know How did he put it? - You were dead set on popping that bitch's cherry.
- Whether she liked it or not.
- What did you do to her after she did that to you? - Nothing.
- She didn't even do it.
- No? Then who did? - I don't know.
- You can do better than that.
I'm telling you the truth.
Look, I admit.
I wanted to get with the girl.
I mean, hell, who wouldn't? But I never got the chance.
Stay here.
Gavin, come on, man.
That's enough.
Let's go.
- Stay away from me.
- Come on.
I'm just trying to help you, Lyra.
Give you what you want.
- I'm warning you.
- Why you gotta be like that? Help! Somebody help! Nice.
Uhn! It took me a few minutes to come to.
By the time I did, I was alone.
Did you get a look at who hit you? - No.
- What did you do after that? You mean where did I go? - Home.
- Can anybody back that up? My parents.
- But they were both asleep by then.
- You don't have an alibi.
You're screwed.
Let's go.
- Hey.
- Hey.
You think he's our guy? I don't know, but he just confessed to assault.
Well, unfortunately, he may not be the only jackass in Becca's life now.
She got a lot of offers from guys willing to deflower her.
And the one that she seemed to like, he's a 25-year-old named Thor136.
- Do we have a real name? - No, but Lucy's tracking his IP address.
She agreed to meet up with him and gave him a neighbor's address so he could send her something.
Know what he sent her? It could be what upset her.
The neighbor should be here any minute, so we'll find out.
All right, good.
Well, I upload a vlog of my own.
And couple months ago, I found Becca's page.
And, you know, we e-mailed and we sort of became friends.
Were you aware that she gave your home address to a man she met online? No, no.
Well, not until it was too late.
Oh.
I didn't know it was gonna be delivered so soon.
I'm sorry.
I would've made sure it was okay.
But why couldn't you have it delivered here? Well, it's just that a friend wanted to send me something.
And I knew if Grandpa saw, he'd freak.
Mm.
A boy? We started chatting on my site a few days ago.
Lynn, he's amazing.
Oh, it's my book.
The Golden Compass.
It's what Lyra comes from.
- Mm.
- Can't believe he remembered.
So you're accepting gifts from guys that you just met online? That's not really smart, is it? - Well, I met you online.
- Yeah, but I'm not some sweaty dude who's trying to get in your pants from behind a keyboard.
You don't know him.
He's really a nice guy.
Uh-huh.
Well, they're all nice at first, Becca, trust me.
You don't know anything real about this guy.
- I know that he pays attention to me.
- Okay, Becca, listen.
You've gotta start being more careful.
That's all there is to it.
She promised me that she wasn't gonna share detailed information about herself online anymore.
I should've told her granddad, but I didn't.
Have you been keeping up with her Internet posts lately? No, not really.
Why? Two days before you received the package she went online saying that she was giving her virginity away.
Wow, I didn't know anything about that, I swear.
And the package, were there any identifying marks on it? You know, I thought that was kind of weird.
There was no return address or anything.
But it was postmarked New York.
Okay, thanks.
Bye.
No sign of the book or packaging it came in at Becca's apartment.
No signature required, so we can't trace the delivery.
I'll have to hand it to him.
Thor knows how to hide his tracks.
He used bogus info on his e-mail and chat accounts.
And his IP history shows nothing but public computers around Astoria.
Well, he's working in a defined zone.
Could be close to his home.
Okay, thanks a lot.
Guys, I found a rare bookstore in Brooklyn that sold a signed first edition of The Golden Compass to a guy named C.
Dalton last week.
And of course, there are 62 C.
Daltons in the state.
Any of them live around Astoria? The man's good.
He's wearing a badge.
FBI.
Put your hands where I can see them.
Becca's not here.
You should have chewed your arm off.
I didn't realize that the oath to protect and serve included serving minors wine coolers.
- Can you please get these off me? - Not until you tell me where Rebecca Howard is.
- I don't know anyone named that.
So I'm not gonna find her fingerprints all over that bottle? No.
Hmm.
How about you having sex with her on this camera right here? Let me ask you something.
Your trooper friends know anything about this? I didn't do anything illegal.
Except molesting a 15-year-old girl.
She said she was 18.
I didn't force her into anything.
Watch the tape if you want.
I will.
And so will the jury.
Wanna tell me how you got cuffed to the bed? - I don't know.
- You don't know.
- Aah! - What are we doing? I'm just giving him a little prison tat.
- You can't do that.
Oh, sure I can.
I'm gonna put you in holding just a little bit longer so your colleagues can enjoy hanging out with a pedophile.
- Please, get it off me.
- Don't tell me what I wanna know I'll write it across your head.
- I don't know.
I swear.
I don't know.
This high school kid attacked her.
Maybe she went after him.
What else did she tell you about that kid? She didn't have to tell me anything.
I saw him chasing her down the alley near where I was supposed to pick her up.
I should have cut bait then.
But instead, I brought her back here.
- Um, thanks for helping me.
- Oh, no problem.
Just glad I showed up when I did.
Are you feeling any better? A little, I guess.
I bought peach.
I didn't know what you'd like.
- I have beer if you want.
- Oh, no.
This is fine.
What are these? Handcuffs.
I'm a security guard.
You're older than you said.
Maybe just a little bit.
Why did you lie? Because of this.
I was afraid you'd judge me.
Becca, I didn't judge you.
Not once, the entire time you were pouring your heart out on your computer.
- I think I should go.
- Look, look.
I'm sorry that I wasn't completely honest.
Hey.
Did you like that book I sent? Yeah, it was really sweet.
I know it's crazy.
It's gonna sound crazy, but I knew you would.
See, I felt this connection with you the first time I saw you.
Really? What kind of connection? I just wanted to take care of you.
Will you let me? After that, I took a shower.
Thought everything was fine.
What's wrong? It's nothing.
You know it's natural to get emotional after something like this.
It's not about having sex with you.
What's that? It's just a letter from a friend.
And that's what's got you upset? Yeah.
But I'm sure you don't wanna hear about it.
Well, you know, whatever it is I'm sure there's nothing you can do about it tonight.
We went to sleep.
Next thing I know, I feel the handcuff.
She grabbed my wallet and took off with my car keys.
She tell you anything about the letter she was reading? No.
Hmm.
Clean up this douchebag and bring him downtown.
Mind if we have a few minutes with him? Take as much time as you want.
How's everything going? Well, we haven't found Becca yet, right? I mean with you.
How's everything going with you? Listen, Danny, I know that things have been a little, well I've been a little strange.
I just need some more time.
You know, I don't know what to say to that.
Well, I was hoping that you were gonna say: "How much time do you need, mama?" Okay.
How much time do you need, mama? A little more time.
Just a little, I promise.
Agent Malone, this woman's here for Agent Spade.
- Uh Special Agent Jack Malone.
- Oh.
Hi.
I'm Emily Reynolds.
I'm Sam's sister.
Right.
Uh She's not here right now.
She's out in the field.
Can I help you with something? Oh, no.
We were just supposed to meet and have lunch.
Well, I could I could call her and tell her you're here.
I don't wanna bother her while she's at work.
Do you know when she's gonna be free? No, not really.
We don't We don't see each other very much.
Yeah, I have a brother like that.
Is she okay? Yeah, she's fine.
Um If you would just tell her that I was here and I'll catch up with her later.
I'll do that.
Emily, sister.
And we'll have someone escort you out.
- Nice to meet you.
- Thank you for your help.
Anything on the APB on Dalton's car? No.
Circulating Becca's photo around his neighborhood.
Wherever she's gone it has to do with that letter.
- Might have to do with the fact that she slept with a 35-year-old.
- Great.
One of Dalton's credit cards was used this morning to open a LexisNexis account for an Internet search.
- What was the search? - Current address for Darren Howard.
- Maybe a sibling we don't know about.
- No.
He's her father.
You mean the one who's supposed to be dead? I don't understand.
Now you think she's looking for Darren? Yeah, who you told us was dead.
It's what I always told Becca.
Well, I'm not your granddaughter, Mr.
Howard, I'm an FBI agent.
And you're hindering my investigation.
You thought someone raped her.
I didn't think it was important.
Besides, I was worried if I told you Becca would find out when she came back.
Why have you been lying to Becca? My son he has mental problems.
When he got married, things were much better.
Oh, but after Kate died, he just He couldn't hold it together.
Darren? - Darren.
- Uhn! Darren! Stop, son.
Please.
- Please, stop.
- No! What happened? I want an explanation.
Shh.
Darling.
- You've gotta get it together.
- I can't even look at her.
- You can't blame her for what happened.
- Dad, I What is wrong with me? Sit down and I'll call a doctor.
No.
No, I gotta get out of here.
I didn't have any choice.
He wouldn't get help.
So I got custody of Becca and I raised her.
Why would your son blame Becca for what happened? Becca's mother didn't die in a car accident.
She died in childbirth.
I didn't want Becca to blame herself.
How did Becca find out her father was alive? From a letter he sent.
This is my fault.
Why is that? I wrote Darren a couple of months ago.
I didn't tell him I was sick.
I was just worried about what would happen to Becca when I die.
He must have written back and Becca found it.
Mr.
Howard, do you know if your son ever received psychological counseling? No.
No, but if she's gonna confront him I just I don't know what he might do.
What's the deal with Stamford Mental Health? They're sending a staff psychiatrist.
- We're not gonna have time to wait.
- Hold on.
Sam, we got him.
FBI.
Pop the trunk and step out of the car.
Darren Howard? Yeah? What's going on? - Where's your daughter? - She lives with her grandfather.
- I haven't seen her in 15 years.
- You wanna explain the car? - I'm borrowing it from a friend.
- Becca stole it.
Stop lying.
- What have you done to her? - You think I'd hurt my daughter? Your father told us about your illness.
Well, I'm not sick anymore.
And I have a right to be with her.
We need to know that she's all right.
So where is she? She came by a couple hours ago.
I hadn't seen her since she was a baby.
I didn't even recognize her.
Whatever you're selling, I'm not buying, okay? Honest.
The Girl Scouts cleaned me out.
Are you Darren Howard? Yeah.
Do I know you? No.
Um I'm Becca.
Your daughter.
Uh Ha.
You're You're not little anymore.
Grandpa said you died.
What? How? I mean, what did he say happened to me? He said you and Mom died in a car crash right after I was born.
Well, your mom did die, Becca.
But I'm fine.
I'm right here.
Why would he lie to me? He He didn't think I would be a very good father.
And he didn't want you to be able to find me, so How did you? I found I found the letter that you sent him saying that you wanted to see me.
I've been carrying it around for three days because I couldn't figure out if I wanted to see you.
Why? Well, it's been 15 years.
I mean, didn't you ever wonder about me before? Of course, but I never knew where you were until now.
I've lived in the same place.
- It couldn't have been that hard to find.
- Becca, I tried, okay? Listen the important thing is that you're here now.
And you know the truth.
And your grandfather can never keep us apart again.
Okay? You're so beautiful, I It's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
I never thought I'd see her again.
And then there she was wanting to be with me.
And now you just wanna give her back to my dad.
Your father's dying, Mr.
Howard.
And he's hoping that you could be a part of your daughter's life.
- What's wrong with him? - His kidneys are failing.
And, look, he doesn't have a lot of time.
Now, where's Rebecca? I sent her to stay with a friend of mine.
She didn't want us to be apart.
But I convinced her this is was what we had to do if we wanted to be together.
We need a location.
I wanna come with you.
You're wasting our time, Mr.
Howard.
Bristol.
She's on a bus right now.
Let's go.
Rebecca Howard? No, sorry.
Becca, I'm Special Agent Johnson with the FBI.
- You've got the wrong person.
- You need to come with me, honey.
You'll take me to Grandpa.
No, what we're gonna do is look into everything Let me go to her.
- Sit tight, she'll be fine.
Look, I need to talk to her.
Let my partner handle it, okay? Please.
I haven't been honest with her.
All right, come on.
Let's go.
I wanna be with my father.
I won't go.
- Hey, Viv.
Viv.
Listen Becca, honey.
Stop.
They wanna take me back.
I know.
They're just trying to do what's best for you.
What do you mean? You said you wanted to be with me.
I haven't been the same since your mom died.
I'm trying to get better.
But I'm worried I'm worried what I might do to you.
What are you talking about? I lied about your grandfather.
He didn't steal you from me.
He had to take care of you because I couldn't.
I was sick.
And it had nothing to do with you or your mom.
And I loved her so much.
But when she died I just wanted to forget.
Darren? - Lf your grandfather hadn't come - No.
Look, I'm sorry.
Becca I'm sorry.
I wanna be there for you.
But I'm just not well enough to take care of you yet.
Becca? I'm sorry I ran away.
I should have told you about your father a long time ago.
I should have been more honest about a lot of things.
I'm just so scared.
I hate thinking that I won't be around for you.
I know I'm not good talking about stuff like this but we gotta figure out what's happening here.
I just love you so much.
- I don't want you to die.
- Oh.
I'm not going anywhere yet.
I am gonna fight like a son of a bitch, ha-ha-ha and stick around as long as I can.
Oh.
Hi, Sam.
Sorry about yesterday.
Got caught up with a case.
No, you didn't.
I wasn't expecting you, Emily.
How could you if you don't return my calls? What do you want from me? What do you want? Because you do want something, so - I just wanna have lunch.
- Why? We have talked, what, What could we possibly have to talk about at lunch? I don't know.
I thought we could start somewhere.
I can't.
I can't sit here and make polite conversation with you, okay? I hope you're happy.
I hope you have people who love you and take care of you.
It can't be me.
Do you understand that? It can't be me.
- Sam - No.
Please