Not again... Not again.
Look I don't care what you have to confess, I don't want to hear it.
I'm sorry Ray, I realize this may not be the best venue nor the most appropriate moment but it's ...
I'm working on a big missing persons case.
I haven't slept.
This is the first chance I've gotten away from my desk in seventy-two hours...
and I'm trying to get some food...
so can we do this some other time?
I'm disturbing you.
Yes, you are.
I should leave?
Yes, you should...
Oh, Ray...
But you won't.
Well, I am sorry but here's a certain matter that I've withheld from you for some time now,
and I feel if I don't clear my conscience soon.
I'm... Okay, okay, clear.
Well, It appears that there's a situation that I have unwittingly encouraged,
and it's taken a turn that I perhaps foolishly had not anticipated...
or was even aware of as a remote possibility...
but insofar as it is a matter of the heart and directly affects someone who is close to both of us.
Fraser, you've got from here to my desk. Make it count.
Saturday last your sister came to my apartment in the middle of the night...
dressed in what can only be described as less than requisite attire and offered herself to me.
Okay, great. Now beat it.
My sister?
Yes.
You slept with my sister?
Did she say that?
No, she did not say that. She is my sister. I do not discuss sex with my sister.
So, she didn't say...?
No.
Oh well. Very well. Forget that I mentioned it.
Hey, Fraser!
Oh! Detective Vecchio, I got another one for you.
Uh, yeah, ok, great, get a statement.
Uh, uh, he'll only talk to you.
Alright uh, bring him up to my desk. I'll be right up.
Hey Benny!
Okay, I'm standing at his door. I drop my coat. I look at him and he looks at me.
You know how a squirrel looks just before you hit him?
Ah yes, it's just up the stairs, down the hallway ...
Will you excuse us?
Sure.
Okay, the way I see it...
Okay, the way I see it, you get two options:
you can tell me exactly what happened with my kid sister that night in your apartment...
or one of us isn't leaving this closet alive.
You're upset.
That would be correct.
Oh Ray, I had no choice. The door just opened...she was standing there,
and then when she took off her coat there was very much more of her standing there.
Did you sleep with her?
I told you I can't tell you that. It wouldn't be chivalrous. However, if you have the need to call me out then I ...
Call you out? What is that, some kind of hockey expression?
No. I mean it has nothing to do with hockey.
It has to do with honor and under the circumstances I-I-I understand.
Hi.
Am I disturbing you?
No. Yes, you are.
Lieutenant Wants to see you.
Don't move. I won't move.
Can I ask you a personal question? Francesca?
Francesca? ... Vecchio.
Who's the suits? FBI.
What the hell are you doing? Those are my files.
Not anymore.
You're off the case.
Who says?
Couple old friends of yours.
All that's needed here is a little cooperation, Lieutenant
Surely your people can manage that.
I've seen your version of cooperation.
They're still replacing windows down in Chinatown.
We're not blaming you for Chinatown.
Although there are some in Washington who are a little dismayed...
by the lack of respect your people show for federal authority.
Here's a case in point.
See you guys ran out of things to screw up in Washington.
Detective Vecchio, these gentlemen are here...
seeking out cooperation on the Madison Case.
Howard Madison has asked us to get his daughter back.
Oh, asked you?
He's a defense contractor with a number of influential friends in Washington, the director being one of them.
Come on, it's only been three days.
You have nothing, we're taking over.
Lieutenant, this is a missing persons case, pure and simple.
If we turn it over to these bozo's ...
Bozo's?
Oh, excuse me, Agent Bozo's.
Call Washington.
No-no-no, that won't be necessary.
Detective Vecchio, you know the drill.
Oh, Come on Lieutenant
You'll be kept informed.
Damn you looking at?
I'd like to help. I have something about the girl.
Yeah, well, you know what? Why don't you tell it to them?
Please.
Look, get a statement from this guy and get him the hell out of here.
You see, a chivalry code of behavior dictates...
a certain amount of restraint on the part of a gentleman...
no matter how he may feel in order to respect the lady’s reputation.
And your grandmother taught you this.
Yes.
And you believed her?
Oh Sir, I don't want...
Come on. It's him! Who?
You're the one!
He's the one. In the red coat.
You're the one who kidnapped the girl.
Are you kidding? He's a cop.
Yep it's hers. Father confirmed it.
Get it analyzed.
There's no sign of him. Come on, let's get out of here.
Sit down.
He said you did it Constable.
That's correct, sir.
He even referred to you as the one in the red coat.
Gee, I wonder why he would say a thing like that? Come on.
I wasn't talking to you! You work downtown.
Yes sir.
You ever spend any time at Haven Hill College? Take any night courses?
Oh, this is great, so now you're going after the Mountie?
It's alright Ray. Ah, I'm sorry I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of visiting that campus.
However, if you need an account of my activities that night, I'd be happy to furnish you with a detailed itinerary.
In the meantime, perhaps this will be of some assistance.
I'm not convinced about the ears.
This is very good Constable.
Perfect perspective, attention to details.
Apparently embarrassing senior officials isn't your only talent.
I'm sorry sir?
Let's be very clear about one thing.
This time you are not gonna come in the way of my investigation.
In fact, if I so much as catch sight of your little red coattails,
I'm gonna nail them and you to a wall. Understood?
That seems perfectly clear, sir.
Good.
May I um... Leave.
Yes, I may.
Sure you wouldn't prefer wallet size?
So, we got a face, what else we got?
Judging from the rumpled state of his clothing, I'd say this is a man who lived on the street.
Yet he didn't appear to be ill nourished. So, he must be managing to feed himself.
Food stamps or maybe he's begging for food from diners or coffee shops.
His fingernails. Everything else about him is dirty except for his fingernails.
You saw that?
Well, he pointed it straight at me, Ray.
There was something else. Something in his clothing, something pungent.
Mace powder. Chili.
Chili?
It's the best I can do.
Okay, so we are looking for a transient with clean fingernails who smells like chili.
I'm not sure but I think it was that look in his eyes.
You know that long slow drift from here down to... Come on, you know. It's so romantic.
I'm telling you, nothing better have happened.
Best chili in town, they come from Midtown to Lakeshore.
You know, in this business, it's word of mouth that counts.
Oh yeah, I bet. Fraser.
It's very good. Worchester sauce if I'm not mistaken.
Yeah, it gives it a little oomph.
Thank you kindly.
Sure, I got lots of dishwashers.
Got one about five-ten with short brown hair with a beard?
That would describe about half of them.
How ‘bout this guy?
Sorry.
Hey, what a surprise. Chili. Benny?
Mace powder.
Excuse me, your chili recipe.
Eat it or toss it.
Garret.
You get away from me, go away.
There's no need ...
So, you found the locket in the parking lot.
Did you find anything else?
Mr. Ford, we've been over this ground ...
Thank you, Miss Wilson.
Hey, just walk me through this, okay?
You find the locket at the parking lot, it's lying next to the car, you pick it up?
Yeah.
Sounds reasonable.
Were you trying to break into the car Mr. Garret? Is that what happened?
No, I told you I just found it.
Yes. All you wanted to do was return it to its rightful owner.
How did you know who owned it?
I didn't. It's a police station right?
You asked to speak to Detective Vecchio about
the Madison case so you must have known it was hers.
I saw her picture in the paper.
The picture released to the media didn't have a locket in it.
Hey, why didn't you sell it?
It's got to be worth something I mean ...
you could use the money, right?
I told you I just wanted to help.
You just wanted to help.
Can I tell you what I think Mr. Garret?
I think you came in here today because you wanted to tell the truth.
Because your conscience was bothering you.
You saw her on her way home from school, didn't you?
Purse dangling, cold jewelry. She's gotta have money on her, right?
You didn't want to hurt her you just wanted to rob her.
No.
But she struggled. Things got out of hand, she screamed, so you hit her.
No. That's not the way it happened. She just...no...
Where's the body Mr. Garret. I ...
object to this line of questioning. There has been no body recovered.
I found a locket that's all I did. I found a locket.
That is a lie, alright? Everything you've said here today is a lie.
Mr. Ford, if you have some evidence...
Picture of her in the paper.
She wasn't wearing a locket so you couldn't have known it was hers.
And another little detail,
You could pick her up beside the car because she doesn't own one.
Listen to me, I didn't do it.
Because you're a liar Mr. Garret.
You lied to the Sergeant at the desk, you lied to Detective Vecchio,
you lied about Constable Fraser
and now you're lying to me.
No.
You saw her, you robbed her and you killed her. Plain and simple.
No. She was breathing.
When? After you hit her?
No. In the trunk of the car she was alive.
What kind of a car?
Little car.
Car, small car, was it red...? Blue...?
Green...? I wasn't there. I just see things.
Yeah, just like you saw the Mountie, right?
Mr. Ford, that's enough.
He probably helped you put the body in the trunk, right?
No, buried her. He buried her.
I see a hole, the earth is falling in.
you're saying something.
He's reaching for.
What?
Her neck. Did you break her neck, before you buried her?
No!
From here you got this?
No! No!
No...
She's alive.
Vecchio!
Deeter!
Out of curiosity, where was the wolf during all this time?
Well, it kinda happened like this.
Hey, I'm sorry but my client will answer no further questions.
This will only take a minute.
Yeah, thanks very much, Caroline.
She's alive, isn't she? You saw her.
Yeah.
What else did you see?
Nothing.
You saw me.
Yes.
With her?
When you saw me, was the girl there as well?
No...
No.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
What the hell was that?
He saw her, Ray.
Okay, great. So now all we have to do is place him at the parking lot.
No, I don't think so, he wasn't there.
You believe that?
If he's guilty, why would he give us the locket? It only serves to incriminate him.
Because he's delusional or a liar.
Or because he sees things we can't see.
Alright, you're losing me Fraser.
There are more things in heaven and earth than have been dreamt of in your philosophy,
Horatio... You see, Horatio was...
Hamlet's best friend. I know. I saw the movie.
Well, Hamlet sees his father's ghost.
Yeah. He also kills his uncle and spends entirely way too much time talking to skeletons.
Well, I suppose that would follow.
Look, how is this relevant.
Well, it isn't but! It is possible.
He was a crazy person, okay? Elaine, tell him Hamlet was a crazy person.
Can't vouch for Hamlet but I'd watch out for Rosencrants and Gildenstern if I were you.
Vecchio! Bring the Mountie.
This showed up at Howard Madison's office a half an hour ago.
She's been kidnapped.
That's generally what a demand for ransom indicates.
So, Garret's innocent.
The letter was mailed yesterday. Your transient could have written it days ago.
Oh, so then he changes his mind, walks in here and decides to confess? That's nuts.
Yes, so is he.
Cut him loose.
What?
Vecchio has a point. Cut him loose.
What about the girl.
Kidnappers are demanding a million dollars in cash by five p.m.
Or she's dead by morning.
So, she is still alive.
For the moment.
No sharp shooters, no guns, no helicopters.
We need him alive.
We only have one shot at this people.
What about the armored personnel carrier?
No.
Have Madison take his limo to the drop sight, tell him leave his driver at home. We'll supply one of ours.
If the kidnapper sees the driver, he'll spook.
Tell him to drive himself.
Okay? Any questions?
Good.
Good plan. Mmmm. Too good. Mmmm.
Where's Deeter?
Mmmm.
Mmmmhmmmm.
Five minutes. That's it.
Okay, okay, I owe you one.
You owe me ten.
I know, I know. Thanks.
Garret, tell me about the kidnappers.
He doesn't have to tell you anything.
FBI has a ransom note.
My client has been exonerated.
No. He's been released. There's a difference.
What are you saying?
I'm saying maybe they'll find somebody at the drop and maybe this will all go away in an hour.
But I'm telling you if something goes wrong, they're gonna come looking to lay this on somebody...
and that somebody's going to be him.
Here's the note. We have very little time.
I see dark hair. It's a wig maybe.
A baseball hat.
Any insignia?
No.
What about his face.
His face...
Well, isn't this interesting.
Tell me about the face.
My client has nothing further to say.
Don't lose Garret.
Everyone into positions?
Unit one ready.
Unit two in position.
Unit three ready.
Okay, signal Madison.
Okay, it's showtime. Everybody heads up.
Yes? Yes.
Yeah, I see it.
Okay. Yeah. Okay.
What?
Yeah this is Unit 17. We... uh, we lost Garret.
What? Where?
I don't know, not far from you.
Attention all units. Garret made his move. Keep your eyes open.
They're going after the wrong guy.
What's he doing?
Son of a bitch. What's under this place?
He's in the garage.
The parking garage, the parking garage.
All units move out.
I want a man at every exit. Seal it off now.
To the left. There.
They couldn't find an eggroll in Chinatown.
All units in sector seven.
Parameter around platform State street to LaSalle.
Anything suspicious stop and apprehend.
Check him up!
Got him! Suspect east bound off the road.
"At the Hundredth Meridian" Performed by The Tragically Hip
Me debunk an American myth?
And take my life in my hands?
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
Driving down a corduroy road
Weeds standing shoulder high
Ferris wheel is rusting
Off in the distance
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
Left alone to get gigantic
Hard, huge and haunted
A generation so much dumber than it's parents
Came crashing through the window
A raven strains along the line of the road
carrying muddy old skull
The wires whistle their approval
Off down the distance
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains... begin
I remember, I remember Buffalo
And I remember Hengelo
It would seem to me I [censored] I know
If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me
If they bury me some place I don't want to be
You'll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously
Away from the swollen city breeze, garbage bag trees
Whispers of disease and the acts of enormity
And lower me slowly and sadly and properly
Get Ry Coonder to sing my eulogy
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains....... begin
....begin.
Get away from the car.
South Torrence Avenue, the refinery.
Yes sir, the kidnapper's name was Jefferson Adams.
Date of birth five twenty-five forty-nine.
No fixed address.
Well, it's hard to say sir, uh.
He may have been some kind of disgruntled employee. Uh, apparently he worked at Madison Systems.. for uh...
...fifteen years. Plant closed.
Laid off last year sometime, a couple of misdemeanors.
Nothing but petty stuff since stand then. Nothing that's going to get us to the girl.
Where's the plant.
Skokie. FBI's already up there. No sign of her.
Where the hell is he?
Who?
It's Garret. They can't find him.
Thanks, Elaine.
No-no sir. I wouldn't call it hopeless.
We still have a suspect, an accomplice. Garret. Correct.
Yes sir, I'll have him in custody within the hour.
Uh. Half hour, yes. Yes sir.
Yes sir. Goodnight.
Get the Mountie in here.
The Mountie?
Get him in here!
Great.
So, Francesca...
Your sister.
You're not going to tell me, are you?
No, Ray.
I'm gonna have to live with this, aren't I?
Yes.
Stupid, right?
I mean, if I want anybody to sleep with my sister,
and I'm not encouraging this, I'd want it to be you.
That's very generous of you, Ray.
He's dead. Yes.
No, no. What I see... what I see doesn't help people.
I feel them. No, I feel them until they crush me.
Other people’s lives, other people’s pain...
I don't know if it's me anymore. I don't know whether if it's them.
I let them in ... and they swallow me...
until I feel like I'm suffocating.
I don't want their pain anymore.
I don't care, I just want them to stop.
But they won't.
No. No they won't stop.
It took me years to cut out the sounds of their voices.
I still see ‘em but I don't hear ‘em any more.
Not for a long time. Not until now.
So why did you let her in?
She's strong. She wants to live.
Help her.
Not my responsibility.
If I take you there, she's dead.
They'll blame me. Said I did it.
They'll say I killed her.
You'd be running that risk, but you've been running for a long time, Garret.
They're your visions. You have to look at them and listen to them.
Why?
Because if you don't a young girl is going to die.
There's no... there's no floor, just dirt or sand... but it's inside.
What did you see? A factory? A warehouse?
God. God?
Oh, great.
I could only see part of it through the window.
G-O-D. I couldn't be sure.
It's all the windows ... with safety glass.
Industrial... Dirty.
I want ground teams primed and ready.
There won't be much time when we find them.
Diefenbaker, be careful!
Good listener.
Go to Romeo Tango Zero Niner. We're looking for a green Buick Riviera.
Miss Madison!
Good boy, Diefenbaker.
Miss Madison!
This is it.
Miss Madison!
This whole area is unstable.
But the kidnapper must have used something to keep his weight from undermining the sand.
Who's there?
It's the police, Miss Madison.
You know, just sit tight and we'll have you out of there in a minute.
Don't you go away. Please.
No dog.
Ford.
Save me!
Burial sand. I can not breathe. I can not breathe.
Help me.
Hold on.
Come on, come on.
Take my hand.
I can't reach him.
Take my hand.
I got him!
Ok.
Daddy.
Can we drop you somewhere?
Great job.
Hi.
Where's the Mountie.
Come here.
We gotta talk.
What?
Stay away from him, okay?
Excuse me?
Look, Frannie. You heard what I said. Just stay away from him, okay?
Ray.
Frannie, you are in over your head.
Meaning?
Meaning guys like him don't marry girls like you.
That's fairy tale.
And girls like you get hurt and guys like him don't even know it and that's life.
Oh, yeah? You know this?
Why do you do this? You always do this to yourself?
Yeah, I do. You know what your problem is, Ray?
No, Frannie, why don't you tell me?
Yeah, I'll tell you.
Your problem is that you are so afraid to dream.
You are so afraid to reach out for something that you really want.
You know what happens to people like you?
They get old. They get alone. and they die.
And they never know.
Well, that's not me.
Hey, hey, hey.
Come here... Come here.
Did you sleep with him? Oh god.
Why? Why? Would it matter to you if I did?
Yes, it would. You're my sister...
I care about you.
Hello. Hi.
Well, um, I-I-I'll see you.
Can I walk you home?
I mean your home. I assume that's where you're...
That's okay. Some other time.