Without a Trace s07e04 Episode Script

Previously on Without a Trace The job for corporate security for my company and me personally.
I'll get back to you within 24 hours.
I want you to be the primary relief supervisor for the unit.
Our unit doesn't have a number two.
Things are changing around here.
Agent Malone? I had a call about you today.
Bryce Hunter is checking your references.
I didn't use you as a reference.
Why was he calling you? I have I have no idea.
They made an offer.
I guess you're going to take that job.
Will! Hello, my friend.
Hey, Niko.
I tell your parents you go out? What? No thanks.
I'll be back before they get home.
- Hey, Mrs.
B.
- Thanks, Will.
I got it.
Oh, Will? Do you mind holding Cole a sec? Yeah, yeah, sure.
Of course.
You got him? He's so tiny.
Hey, buddy.
Thank you so much.
Sure.
Of course.
Say bye-bye to Will now.
Bye-bye.
Will! I didn't do anything.
Hey, you! Get off him! Will, are you okay? Son of a bitch! Who was that? - I don't know.
- Let me help you.
We get you inside.
- I'm all right.
- You bleed everywhere.
I gotta go, okay? Good morning.
Morning.
You're not gonna pull a baby out of there? No.
But I do have a picture.
Want to see? Yeah.
Looks like he's smiling.
Or he's got gas.
Agent Spade, Malone, morning.
- Morning.
- Morning.
Welcome back.
- How was DC? - It's very lovely this time of year.
Yeah, it's a shame you couldn't have stayed a little longer.
So this is Will Duncan, 17.
Went missing about 5:00 P.
M.
from Park Slope.
- What does NYPD have on it? - The family came to me directly.
Will went to the same grade school as my son, Dylan.
And I know them all pretty well, so it might be best if you conducted the interview.
We know where he was headed when he went missing? We might be looking at a kidnapping.
Will's dad's an agent for the Counterfeiting Division of the Secret Service.
He targets a vast array of scumbags.
And this might be one of them retaliating.
Generally speaking, that's what "scumbags" do.
Right.
Without A Trace Season 7 Episode 04 "True/False" Did you search for pedophiles or violent offenders in our area? Yeah, we just put out a list to NYPD.
It includes all prisoners that were released from local facilities in the last 48 hours.
- What about an Amber Alert? - Amber Alert's in place, and we've put out a police BOLO in the Tri-State area, so All the release forms you'll need since Will's a minor.
Didn't want anything slowing us.
And I made a list of all of Will's friends.
The ones I called last night are highlighted.
This is the man that assaulted Will.
Do you recognize him? No, but You need to concentrate on counterfeiters.
This could be an associate of someone I put away.
You have anyone in particular in mind? We've been chasing a crew out of Belgium dealing in supernotes.
They killed a couple of snitches last week.
Well, we're gonna need to see all your files.
- Do you think this has anything - Lisa.
You have no idea what these people are capable of.
Mrs.
Duncan, we're just covering all angles.
Is there any reason that your son didn't call you - after he was assaulted? - What do you mean? According to the doorman when he went out to help him, he tried to convince Will to come back in the building, but Will just took off.
I can't imagine why.
Is he having a problem with you? He has been difficult lately.
He's a good kid, but I got him an internship at my office and he practically threw it back in my face.
We're not done yet.
You can't just quit the internship, Will.
'Cause we can send you to private school, you think you don't have - to work like everybody else? - That's not what I said.
Your mother and I work long and hard to give you everything you need.
I came up from nothing to get where I am! I never wanted that internship, but you don't listen! I do what I think is best for you.
No, you don't.
You do whatever the hell you want, don't care who you hurt.
Hey, you watch your tone with me.
You're a frickin'hypocrite, Dad.
Get back here.
Will! You didn't tell me any of that when we talked about it.
I thought I'd handle it.
Did you and your son have any other altercations? I almost wish we had.
Maybe I could've figured out what was going on with him.
Mr.
Duncan seized $230,000 in counterfeit cash from the Belgians, and put away four of them away at stateside.
- Who's on the board? - The Belgians that are still at large.
Any matches to Will's attacker? Not yet, but I've got ten years of case files to go through.
- What do you make of this receipt? - It came out of Will's backpack.
The vendor's name is torn off, but check out what's on the back.
- License plate.
- Nah, I ran it.
Nothing.
Could be a password.
Letters and numbers indicate a higher encryption.
Maybe a bank account.
I'm looking into their finances.
So Will's abduction might not be related to his dad's work.
- Why do you say that? - Because I just got his transcripts.
He missed three classes in two years, and then eight in the last four days.
His parents never mentioned that.
Because they didn't know.
The school counts absences at the end of each week.
Back up Agent Johnson at the school and call me if you have any updates.
Agent Medina.
- You got a second? - Yeah, what's up? I I wanted to get back to you about your offer.
Oh, Great, so I can count you in, huh? Actually I appreciate you thinking of me, but I'm gonna have to decline.
You have any idea what you're passing up? In fact, I want the job, but I want to know that I earned it.
Yeah? Well, life goes by fast, Martin.
Not everything waits around till you think you're ready for it.
Well, be that as it may, I'm really not comfortable with the circumstances.
"Circumstances"? What circumstances? Look, there's a number of them.
Let me guess.
You're loyal to the last guy that sat in my chair, right? Thanks anyway - We're looking for a Darby Wechsler.
- Yeah, she's right over there.
Mom, I don't have a staple gun.
I just have tape.
Darby Wechsler? Special Agent Johnson and Delgado.
Mind if we ask you a few questions? What's this about? I'm Paula Wechsler.
I'm Darby's mom.
This is about Will Duncan.
He's missing.
Oh, my God.
His mom called us last night.
You're Will's best friend, right? - Yeah.
- You ever seen him with this man? No.
Who is he? We don't know yet, but we do know that Will missed a lot of classes last week.
Do you have any idea why? Darby, if you know what he was up to, you need to tell them.
I knew he was ditching.
I just I thought it was junioritis.
What about personal problems? Like maybe something with his dad? I mean he idolizes his dad.
What up, Wechs? I have a surprise for you.
Yeah, Scarlett Johansson's number? You wish.
Floor seats to the sold-out Interpol show at the Garden.
Are you serious? How'd you get these? Katy P.
's cousins couldn't make it, so how much do you love me right now? You know the show's a Tuesday night before the midterms, right? Yeah, but after two months of studying, I'm gonna need a break.
Oh, man, I can't go to this.
Where am I gonna get - Just ask your dad.
- Yeah, right.
He says unless it involves me going to college or staying healthy, then I gotta earn it myself.
Your dad is such a tight-ass.
At least he cares what I'm doing.
In his own screwed-up way, he's he's actually pretty chill.
Okay, well, now who am I gonna go to the show with? You could always ask Mr.
Kalvin.
Maybe he'll shave his mole hair for you.
Shut up.
He's like, the only guy I know who spends time with his father.
How long ago was this? A couple of months, I guess.
And he never told you they fought? No.
But a few weeks later, he showed up with these hundred dollar bills wondering if I still had the tickets.
So I asked if his dad changed his mind, and then he just got all aggro about it.
- Where did he get the money? - He wouldn't tell me.
Do you know what his father does? So could Will have stolen counterfeit cash? I don't know.
Okay, no, no, that's great.
Thank you.
Okay, so I spoke to personnel at Counterfeit Division.
There's no way that Will had access to the phony money during his internship.
I know.
He stole it from home.
Mr.
Duncan does these counterfeit seminars at banks.
He just counted.
He's missing 1,200 bucks from his stash.
Maybe Will paid this guy with the phony money for whatever reason and he got a beat-down for it.
Yeah, that's a high price to pay to piss off your old man.
That's why he stole the cash? It's clear that Will has beef with his dad.
- I can relate to that.
- Oh, yeah? How's that? I remember how I used to feel when my old man used to go on and on about how good we have it, so he could feel good about his own sorry ass.
Fitzgerald.
Yeah.
Okay, shoot.
No, that's great.
Thanks.
That receipt we found in Will's backpack, the one with the code on back, it turns out it's an online password from an Internet café in Fort Greene, a half mile from Will's house.
Fort Greene.
It's called the Junction Box Cafe.
Did Will have any connections in that area? Nobody from his class.
I talked to that Wall Street guy.
And? I turned him down.
There were a lot of zeros on that card.
I know.
I just thought I'd stick around and see what opportunities opened up.
Well, I, I think that's smart.
You know, you have a lot of potential.
I think I'll take that as a compliment.
Can I help you? I'm Agent Malone.
This is Agent Spade from the FBI.
Just wanted to know if you had seen this kid.
I know him.
Will.
He comes in a lot.
When was the last time he was here Lilah? I don't know.
A few days ago.
Saturday, Sunday? I guess it was Saturday.
Have any counterfeit hundreds turned up in your till? We don't take anything bigger than 20s.
Why? Do you recognize this man? Did Will have any problems with anybody down here at all that you know of? Actually, the only mess I ever saw him get into looked like it followed him.
Something wrong with that last cup? I didn't even notice that.
Really? So you didn't just order this to get me to come over here? See, that'd be smooth, and I'm, I'm the opposite of smooth.
You screwed me.
You gave me the wrong file.
- No, I didn't.
- None of it made any sense.
- How would I know that? - I was counting on this, you tool.
Now what the hell am I supposed to do? - That's not my problem.
- I'm about to make it your problem.
Yo, take it outside, man.
Don't touch me.
You and me we're not done, Duncan.
I don't know what his deal was, but Will was freaking out.
- Did you see this other kid before? - That's the thing.
He was here few days earlier and they seemed tight.
We're gonna need see the computer Will was working on.
I'll get the manager.
We pulled the Internet history off of both of the computers that Will used and we figured out what he was up to.
According to the Internet cafe logs, this is Will's last session.
At first, he just surfs, but then Will hacked into the school server? And not just once.
Every time he was at the cafe, he downloaded a test.
We've counted 11 thus far.
If you're running a cheating scam, you'd better sell the right answers.
You think Will was cheating? I know he was.
He wasn't the only one.
Please I was wondering if you could identify this kid.
He was seen trying to beat up Will for giving him the wrong test.
I'm sorry, but this doesn't add up.
We have a strict honor code here, and we've taken precautions to avoid this kind of situation.
Is that before or after you found out that somebody hacked into your system? Our techs discovered that you replaced five midterms in the last two weeks.
Putting in a decoy is the way that Will would've given that kid the wrong test.
Look.
This is a delicate matter.
I'd like a chance to handle it internally.
It's a little late for that.
If this kid shows up dead, you're gonna wish that this was a cheating scandal.
Do I make myself clear? Very.
Where were you last night? I had a basketball game at St.
Joseph's.
- Why does it matter? - It matters because Will Duncan is missing and you were seen threatening him four days ago.
What proof do you have? For starters, we have a room full of witnesses as well as confirmation from Brett's school that he was cheating with a test that he picked up from our missing.
I didn't do anything to Duncan.
Okay.
Maybe you paid this guy to do something.
Now you're just speculating.
It's ridiculous.
I've never seen that dude in my life.
- Brett, let me handle this.
- What time is it in London? - I want my dad on the phone.
- You should call your dad.
- We'll tell him you've been cheating.
- Please, you think he cares? As long as I get into Yale, my father doesn't give a rat's ass what I do.
Oh, good.
Well, we'll just call Yale.
Brett.
I got it.
My client will discuss the matter, but only if it remains privileged and can't affect his academic standing.
Well, why don't we see what he has to say first? I didn't hurt Duncan.
But you were buying tests from him.
He wasn't selling the tests.
He was giving them away.
No way we can fit 20 formulas on a rubber band.
My cousin once printed a cheat sheet on his T-shirt like a logo.
Except we wear uniforms, numb-nuts.
You guys should just grow a pair.
What did you say, twit? You're so worried about cheating on a measly midterm.
Meanwhile, people are out there rigging elections and busting up marriages.
What the hell are you talking about? Everybody cheats.
That's just how they get by.
So why not just learn how to do that really well and do it all the time? That's inspiring, Duncan.
But how are you going to pull it off? Just tell me what tests you want and I'll get 'em for you.
I didn't expect it from someone like him, but the next day he had the test.
Well, how did he hack into the server? Word is he stole Mr.
Parson's password.
It made him an instant hero.
Yeah, that was until he gave you the wrong exam.
He ruined my GPA, and I wasn't the only one who was pissed.
I talked to four other kids who flunked that midterm because of him.
All right.
Give us their names.
Jack! Jack! Hey, listen, listen.
So I get a call from the board of directors at Will's school.
Something about you threatening their principal? I mean, it's all about perspective.
I just persuaded him to cooperate.
Yeah, I got a stake in this case.
Why didn't you come to me first? 'Cause if I've check in with you every 15 minutes, we may put this kid's face on a milk carton.
These are friends of mine, man.
These are friends of mine.
What, you take a wrecking ball to their lives, why? - You want to get a rise out of me? - It's got nothing to do with you.
I'm conducting the case the way I see fit.
Really? Because I asked you to keep me posted while I'm in DC, and I come back and find out you squandered a day's worth of resources on a case that should have gone to the US Marshals.
What's your point? My point is that it's not about saving people for you.
Is it? It's a power trip, and you just can't stand the fact that I'm spoiling it for you.
Thanks very much, but I already have a shrink.
All right, all right, here it is.
You don't save a kitten in a tree without coming to me first.
Are we clear? Yeah, we're clear.
You hate kittens.
Brett Farnsworth got a 36% on that bogus midterm he got from Will.
Seven other kids bomb the test.
Only three of them alibi out.
You know, I can't get why he's cheating.
His grades have actually gotten worse.
And if he's not doing it for money, then what's he got to prove? I think I may have ID'd Will's attacker.
Three months ago, Will's father brought down a counterfeiter who matched our sketch, but that guy had been in jail, so meet Gene Fuller, his brother.
He's got two counts of assault and battery.
I'm thinking he's the family muscle.
Gene Fuller? Depends who wants to know.
Agent Delgado and Johnson, FBI.
We're here to talk to you about Will Duncan.
Who? Oh, I didn't hurt that boy.
Really? His doorman saw you pinning him down after you hit him.
I didn't hit him.
That was somebody else.
I was trying to help the kid out.
Then why did you run? There wasn't anybody else.
You went after Will because his dad put your brother away.
Look, my brother was a small-time fish in that whole counterfeiting thing.
All right? After his sentencing, I had a buddy of mine get me Agent Duncan's address, so I went over there to see him, and that's when I saw the kid.
Will! What did you do to Lilah? I came home and found her crying.
- I didn't do anything.
- Don't lie to me.
And you're not right for her, so just stay the hell away.
Get the hell off me, moron.
Hey! Hey, come on.
Leave him alone.
Come near my sister again, and I'll kill you.
Hey.
Hey, you, get off him! When the doorman came out, I didn't want problems with my PO, you know, so I ran.
And you're sure they were talking about a Lilah? Oh, I'm positive.
That's the girl from the Internet cafe.
Listen, give me a description here.
Face, hair.
I don't know.
You know, dark curly hair leather jacket, you know You're coming downtown with us until your story clears.
Her name is Lilah Pritchard.
Will met her at an Internet cafe.
They've been dating for six weeks.
This is her brother, Terrence.
Apparently, the guy who assaulted Will.
So, did you track him? No, they skipped town, but we got an APB out on the both of them, so Will was hiding his girlfriend from us? He's 17, Lisa.
It's normal.
What what exactly was going on with your son when he quit his internship? I already told you.
I don't know why he quit.
I think you do.
- Excuse me? - Someone with a record like your son's doesn't start suddenly cheating and stealing for absolutely no reason.
We got a suspect with motive, and you're giving us the third degree? What kind of dim-witted tactics did you learn at Quantico? I think you're concealing something that would help us.
- I'm not concealing anything.
- Just tell them the truth.
- What are you talking about? - Will found out.
Found out what? That you're having an affair.
Oh, hey.
I picked up Patsy's for dinner after work.
I'm just gonna eat in my room.
Will, wait.
Just because your dad punished you about the internship doesn't mean you get to shut me out, too.
- I'm not shutting you out.
- What's going on with you? - I don't want to talk about it.
- Why not? Because it's nothing, Mom.
Oh, honey, we both know that that's not true.
I saw Dad with a woman about a week before I quit my internship.
What are you talking about? They were they were hailing a cab together.
She was probably a colleague.
No, she wasn't a colleague.
They were all over each other.
I'm sorry.
I I I just didn't know what to do.
No, you must be confused.
- Mom, I know what I saw.
- No, you don't.
Okay, Will? You don't.
All right, fine.
I thought if I just ignored it that we could move on.
Lisa - I swear to you - Stop lying to me.
He looked up to you.
Mr.
Duncan we're going to need the name of your mistress.
Yeah, come in.
Connecticut State Police just caught Lilah and Terrence Pritchard caravanning back into the city on the Merritt Parkway.
They were traveling separately? Well, I think if they were trying to get rid of Will's body, a motorcycle wouldn't suffice.
All right, let's have forensics process both vehicles.
Okay.
Also, I think you should know that Will found out that his father was having an affair.
Okay, thank you.
So, where's Will Duncan? How should I know? Because you beat the crap out of him yesterday right before he went missing.
You lied to us about dating Will.
I'm sorry.
- I guess I got scared.
- Scared of what? Us finding out that your brother killed him? I didn't kill the kid.
Look Lilah and I lost our folks when we were young, so I get overprotective sometimes, but the last time I saw Will, he was in front of his building.
- What were you doing in Connecticut? - We have a cabin up there.
Is that where you buried the body? - That's not what happened.
- You better start telling me what did happen, okay? 'Cause if you don't, I'm going to assume that Will screwed you over - and you sent your brother to kill him.
- Will didn't break up with me.
Then why did Terrence attack him? He came home and found you crying.
What, did you and Will have a fight? - Yes.
- What about? I'm pregnant.
When I first told Will, he wanted to bail, but then last night, he came back.
Terrence did this to you? Yeah.
He told me to stay away, and I don't blame him.
It's none of his business.
Lilah, I'm sorry about last night.
Let me see your face.
No, it's okay.
It stopped bleeding.
Lilah, stop.
We need to talk.
You said everything already.
- Know you're mad at me.
- I trusted you, Will, but all that crap about hating your dad 'cause he's a hypocrite was all talk.
It wasn't.
I mean, yeah, I panicked when you told me you were pregnant.
But this morning at breakfast, I had to listen to him lie to my mom so he could see that slut he's been with.
And I realized I never want to be like that.
Like what? A coward.
You're the only thing that makes any sense to me.
I want to do right by you.
I love you.
We talked for hours trying to figure out what to do.
He said he wanted to fix the things that were screwed up in his life.
Then he called a cab and left.
When was this? Around 11:00.
Then when you guys showed up saying he went missing, I thought maybe T had gone after him again.
All right, is that why you went to Connecticut? But T didn't do anything to him.
You have to believe me.
What about the cab company that Will called? It was East City Cabs.
They always pick up down there.
Okay, thank you so much for your time.
Hey, any luck? Nope, but I think she was mostly deaf.
What's that? Listen, a lot of these places seem empty.
The cabbie said he dropped Will out front, he must have gone to different building.
Why don't we split up and work the block.
Hey, look at this.
What do you think that is? I think that's blood.
There used to be a rug here.
And I bet you they dragged it that way.
You see the scratches? What's this? I think we found the right building.
Did any tenants step in to Will's life? Not yet, but according to the owner, half the units are being renovated, so we're working on the rest.
I'm thinking that whomever he came to see wasn't too happy about it.
They got into it in the hall, and Will fell down the stairs.
- And no one heard or saw anything? - A guy saying that he heard a crash, but they didn't check on it.
I've Martin outside looking for security cams.
Wait.
Hold on.
I think I know why Will was there.
Apartment 203 is leased by his dad.
- You hear that? - Yeah.
Well, we knocked, and nobody was at 203.
This kid's dad is starting to make my old man look like a saint.
Mr.
Duncan, we know about your apartment hat you keep downtown.
Why is this relevant now? Well, it's relevant because your son knows about it, too, it's relevant because he was there last night.
- What? - And because we found his blood all over the staircase.
- Wait.
Are you sure it's his? - We're waiting for lab results, but we have his headphones, and they're covered in blood.
How do you know they're his headphones? Without those lab results, this is just conjecture.
Will could be all right.
Mr.
Duncan, did your son confront you about your affair? I wouldn't hurt my own boy.
Why didn't you tell us about your apartment in the first place? Because I didn't think it was connected.
Everything is connected.
There isn't a jury that wouldn't see the connection between your affair and your son's blood all over Stop saying it's his blood! Who else had access to that apartment other than you? My girlfriend.
- She wouldn't do anything to Will.
- How's it going in there? Well, I think all things are pointing at you, Mr.
Duncan.
I don't think he did it.
Knowing this kid hit a little close for me, and it may have clouded my judgment.
Yes, maybe it did.
That's the beauty of the team, right? A consensus of opinions keeps you from making rash judgments.
Sorry to interrupt.
But We pulled these from a security camera outside Duncan's apartment.
This is Will going in.
And three minutes later Now, who's that? This is Darby Wechsler, Will's best friend.
Thank you.
We found Will's blood in an apartment building downtown.
And you were there.
There must be some kind of mistake.
These pictures are dark.
That could be anyone.
No, no.
We're pretty sure it's Darby.
We were hoping that you'd have seen something that could help us.
Did you do something to him? She didn't.
She wasn't there.
She was at home with me.
Can you verify that? - Why would I lie to you? - Why wouldn't you? All right.
Darby, now we know you're overwhelmed.
If you know what happened, - then we need you to tell us.
- You've got the wrong girl.
- Did you kill him? - Darby, don't answer that.
I wasn't talking to you.
Did you kill him? So you wouldn't mind giving us a DNA sample, right? He wouldn't help me.
I found him at the Internet cafe, and I followed him.
Dad, are you in there? Wechs? - What are you doing here? - I need the English lit test.
I already told you, I'm not doing that.
- Why not? - Because it's stupid.
I was doing it just to piss off my dad.
Did you follow me here? What exactly is here? It's where my dad brings his girlfriend, all right? What? I saw him bring a girl here, like, a week ago, and I thought they were gonna be here again tonight.
- Look, you got to go, okay? - Fine, then just give me the test.
- Are you deaf? I said no.
- Then I'm not leaving! I'm sorry, I don't know what else to do.
I can't get any Bs this semester.
- Why not? - Because I won't get into Cornell! Do you have any idea how hard I've worked? If I don't get in, I swear to God I will kill myself.
Wechs, it's just school.
There's more important things in life.
- We'll study tomorrow.
- No! The test is on Thursday.
Okay, we'll figure it out then, okay? You have to give it to me! You promised you would! Just stop, all right?! I didn't mean to hurt him.
What did you do with his body? There's no way you could have moved that body by yourself.
Who helped you? Who helped you? Oh, my God.
He's dead.
What are we gonna do? Darby? Darby?! Darby, stop it.
Come here.
We're gonna fix this, okay? Okay?! Okay.
Okay, sweetie.
It's gonna be okay.
Now get the rug.
We're gonna roll him up.
The car's out back.
You said that everything would be okay.
Darby, baby, why are you doing this? Because Will's dead, Mom, and it was all because of a stupid grade.
I'm so sorry.
- I finished up the case report.
- Yeah.
Thanks.
I'll take it.
Okay.
So it was all fairly pointless, wasn't it? Depends on what you're talking about.
Well, I mean we could've run every play in the book, and still wouldn't have saved him? True.
You know, when When I came into this job, the guy that I took over for gave me some advice.
He, said stay with the facts, stick with your training and don't take it home with you.
Yeah.
So, how-how's that been going for you? It was the worst advice I ever got.
The facts are never what they appear to be, and there's no amount of training that can prepare you for what people are capable of doing to each other.
And what about taking it home with you? Well, I wouldn't say that it helps me sleep, it gets the job done.