"God, what a great day." "Hey." "Hey." "How'd you sleep?" "I slept fantastic." "You?" "I slept great." "Hmm." "You want, uh, front page or business?" "Sports." "Sorry." "So how'd the Knicks do last night?" "Got their asses kicked again" "You know, I really thought they had a shot this year." "Yeah, me, too." "You know, they play Milwaukee next Wednesday night." "Yeah?" "Divided loyalties." "Mm-hmm." "I got a line on a couple of tickets." "You do?" "Uh-huh." "I mean, they're no big deal -- just floor seats, right next to Spike Lee." "Wednesday night?" "Uh-huh." "A school night." "Probably not such a good idea." "What, too public for you?" "Well, there are TV cameras, there's a Jumbotron;" "I'm sure someone from the office is bound to see us." "Come on, Sam, this is getting ridiculous." "Martin, I don't think you understand, okay?" "No, no." "I want to know, what are you so afraid of, huh?" "I am a woman who has slept with two men on the same team." "If people in the office find that out ..." "Is that what we're doing, just sleeping together?" "Please don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about here." "I know exactly what you're talking about." "I'm going for a run." "Martin ..." "I'm just not sure, that's all." "Seriously, it'll be fun." "I don't know." "I don't really like that kind of stuff." "Come on, you'll have a great time; trust me." "Come on." "Hey, what are you doing?" "Stop him!" "Hey!" "He's taking my son!" "He's taking my son!" "That's my son!" "Stop him!" "Stop him!" "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" "3X16:" "MANHUNT" "That's getting closer, but the eyes are still too far apart." "Yeah, that's looking better." "Hi, Martin." "How you doing?" "I've been better." "Want to get me up to speed?" "Yeah, the guy was talking to the boy right there and I ran by." "I should have felt it." "What were they talking about?" "I think he was trying to convince the boy to go somewhere." "The boy seem scared?" "No, he seemed okay." "I just assumed that they were father and son." "it's a fair assumption" "A morning drop-off at a school ..." "Yeah." "You get a look at the car?" "Yeah, it was a green Nissan Pathfinder, recent model." "I couldn't catch the plates." "Well, having you here gives us a bit of a leg up." "Yeah, I hope so." "What were you doing down here?" "What do you mean?" "Don't you live uptown?" "Yeah, I was, uh, I was down here having coffee with a friend, and then I was gonna run home." "Okay" "Um, I want you to run a check of all the registered sex offenders in the area and take a copy of that sketch and a picture of the boy to the TV stations." " You got it." " Okay" "Here you go, Ms. Gerard." "Who would do this?" "Who would do this to him?" "That's what I'm trying to figure out." "But, Ms. Gerard, look at me." "I just don't understand." "Ms. Gerard, I need you to focus, okay?" "Okay." "I need you to tell me everything that you remember." "Can you do that?" "It was just like every other morning." "I ..." "I dropped Michael a block that way." "He's gotten to that age where he's embarrassed to be seen with me." "Okay." "Then what happened?" "And then, I parked and I went in to sign a permission slip and ..." "I came back out and that ... that man was dragging him into the car." "Did you recognize him?" "No." "Are you sure?" "Yes." "Think about it." "He didn't seem familiar in any way?" "No, why would he?" "Well, it appears that your son knew the man." "That's impossible." "Does Mike have any problems with his father, custody issues, anything like that?" "No." "Just the opposite." "I can barely get his father to spend an afternoon with him." "I'm sure that's a problem for Mike." "He's twelve years old." "Of course it is." "Agent Taylor?" "Here." "Okay." "Here's a sketch of the man that took Mike." "Do you recognize him?" "I've never seen him before." "Wait a second." "This is who you all are looking for?" "Are you sure?" "Why, do you know him?" "This is Mike's uncle." "His uncle?" "He's not?" "No, what makes you think he is?" "Well, he used to walk Mike to the library." "Which library?" "the Bedford Branch, down the block." "Mike's mom usually picks him up late, so Mike goes there to wait for her." "One day, I saw them walking together so I went over to check it out." "All right, keep it moving." "No running, no running!" "Hey, Mike, how you doing?" "Good." "You must be Mr. Gerard." "Your son's an outstanding young man." "You're absolutely right." "He's a fine boy." "But, uh, I'm actually his uncle." "Oh, is that right?" "I just moved to New York." "Well, good." "I'm sure Mike will enjoy having you around." "I hope so." "Mike was a lonely sort of boy." "Not a lot of friends." "I never saw his dad around." "I was just glad to see somebody pay him some attention." "Did he ever tell you the man's name?" "No." "I'm sorry." "Thank you." "Martin." " Hey" " Hey" "Take a look at these." "From a traffic camera taken six blocks from where he grabbed the boy." "No license plate." "Which is why you didn't catch it." "He must've taken them off." "Or the car's brand-new and they haven't issued the tags yet." "I'm, uh, I'm running down all the Pathfinders issued in the last six months." "Fantastic." "It's a start, right?" "Yeah." "Martin?" "I need you to come with me." "Where are we headed?" "The Gerard house." "Both the parents are there." "I'm sorry, am I missing something?" "I mean, this is the guy, right?" "Paul, please, please." "You were there." "How could you let this happen to my son?" "Mr. Gerard, I understand how you feel." "And now you're here to investigate?" "!" "Mike wouldn't be gone in the first place if you'd done your job!" "If it wasn't for Agent Fitzgerald, we wouldn't even have a sketch of the subject, Mr. Gerard." "Now, sit down and calm down." "I'm sorry, I just ..." "I can't believe this is happening." "um ..." "I'd like to take a look at Mike's room, if I could." "It's through there." "I understand how difficult this is for you " "According to the crossing guard, this man was seen with Mike as far back as November." "November?" "That's three months ago." "So he's had contact with Mike more than once?" "What does that mean?" "It means he's been nurturing a relationship with your son." "Have you noticed any behavioral problems with him?" "I think Paul moving out was hard on him." "And when was that?" "seven months ago." "What about lately, how's his behavior been?" "we seemed happier." "I thought he was adjusting to the separation." "And what's your take on it, Mr. Gerard?" "I haven't seen him much lately." "I'm a pilot for Rap Air Freight." "I wind up being gone a lot." "so, in the times that you have seen him, have you noticed any change?" "It's not like he confides in me." "The truth is ..." "I have a hard time connecting with him, you know?" "He's kind of in his own world." "Well, clearly this other man is a big part of his world, and has been for quite some time." "Now, have there been any unusual, um, letters, e-mails, gifts, anything out of the ordinary?" "Oh, my God." "Do you remember?" "It was his birthday." "It's okay, Mom." "No, it's not okay." "It really is not." "Hey!" "Sorry I'm late, gang." "Paul, you are over an hour late." "I know." "Why are you wearing your pilot suit ... ?" "Because Mirrors got sick." "I need to fly his load to St. Louis." "But you're supposed to take Mike out for his birthday tomorrow." "Well, look, we're going to have to reschedule." "I'm really sorry, buddy." "Can I open my presents now?" "Sure." "Here you go." "It's a video game." "Who gave you that?" "Just a friend from school." "I didn't think anything of it." "Do you remember what the name of the game was?" "How we doing on the video game?" "Well, according to the manufacturer, 900,000 Tek-Zero3s were sold in the United States." "They could've bought it anywhere." "Not anymore." "They quit making it." "Tek-Zero launches a new model every couple of months." "They're up to Tek-Zero 19." "So where do you get a Tek-Zero 3 now?" "Well, it's pretty much a collectable." "The main place to get them is online." "Have we contacted the U.S. Attorney's office?" "Yep, they already authorized a warrant so we could get the buyers' real names." "That might not be necessary." "Why is that?" "I just cross-checked the Tek-Zero 3 bidders against new Pathfinder owners." "Someone with the screen name "B. Stone 834" bought a Tek-Zero 3 in December, and I have a recent truck buyer named Brian Stone." "Let's pull it up on the DMV, see what we get." "That's him, that's the guy." "You sure?" "I'm absolutely sure." "Okay, he's Brian Arthur Stone." "Date of birth: 10-13-61." "Yeah, that fits with his member profile, which lists his occupation as teacher." "no one knew him at Mike's school." "What's his address?" "According to the DMV, 1731 Patterson Street in Brooklyn." "Let's confirm that." "I'm not coming up with a criminal record." "That doesn't make me feel any better." "All right, he applied for his New York driver's license one year ago." "Looks like he came here from Oregon." "All right, Stone's a Triborough Gas customer." "That address definitely checks out." "Okay, I want to know who this guy is, where he comes from, what he did in Oregon." "Martin, you, me, Patterson, let's go." "FBI!" "Clear." "Clear." "We got a kid's sweatshirt." "Bag it as evidence." "He's got a framed photo of Mike Gerard." "Looks like he wasn't the only one." "Yes, it's definitely his." "Can I take it out of the bag?" "I'd just like to touch it." "No, I'm sorry, Mrs. Gerard." "We're still processing it as evidence." "Please." "Okay." "I'm sorry." "We also found Stone's library card." "Bedford Branch." "The staff members there say they've seen Mike there with him." "We think that's where they might have met." "I can't believe that Mike was at his house." "What ... what were they doing there?" "We're not exactly sure." "Yeah, well, do you have any leads?" "I mean, do you know anything at all?" "Mr. Gerard, we're doing everything possible to get your son back safe and sound." "Now, I need you to look at this photo for me, okay?" "Do you recognize that boy?" "Is he a friend of Mike's?" "What does he have to do with this?" "Is this another boy he hurt?" "We're not sure." "Do you recognize him?" "No." "Um, I'd like to thank you for taking the time to come in today." "I'll Have a car pick you up and take you home." "Excuse me." "We're not going anywhere." "I think somebody should be here in case any news comes in." "Okay, Mr. Gerard." "I'll find you a place in the waiting room." "No, I'm afraid I don't know him." "He certainly doesn't attend Harper Prep." "Are you sure about that?" "Well, we're a very elite boys' school." "I know every student by name." "Sir, what can you tell us about Brian Stone?" "He no longer teaches for us." "He left nine months ago." "Did he quit or was he fired?" "Sorry, personnel matters are strictly confidential." "Mr. Stone abducted a young boy this morning, so we need to know why he left and if there were any allegations made against him." "Well, nothing specifically." "But I grew very uneasy about his teaching style." "Mr. Haynes, uh ... pull up a chair." "I heard rumors about this." "I just had to see for myself." "What do you think you're doing?" "We're screening "To Kill a Mockingbird"." "We covered the book, and I wanted to show 'em the movie." "At your home?" "Sometimes, they just need a break from all the rules." "They enjoy coming here." "I enjoy having them." "Mr. Stone, you and I have discussed this behavior in the past." "I know." "I just ..." "You just nothing and I have had enough!" "You're fired!" "All right, boys, step out here." "Step out in the hall." "Wait for me out there!" "Come on, now!" "Move it, move it!" "There we go." "But you, you can't." "You can't!" "I think I can." "No, you can't take my boys from me!" "They are not your boys!" "Now, I suggest you take your hands off me." "Now, your desk will be cleared and the contents delivered to you." "Do not step foot in Harper Prep ever again." "Do you hear me?" "I should never have hired him." "It was just a colossal mistake, obviously." "We understand that before this he taught literature at Northern Oregon University?" "Which was why we were so thrilled to get him." "I mean, on paper, he was a perfect candidate with a reputation for academic rigor." "Needless to say, that is not the man who showed up at Harper." "All right, as near as we can figure, Stone lived off his savings after he was fired and he never got another job." "So his students were taken away from him." "He's unemployed, he's lonely." "He's got tons of time to hang out at the library." "Which is where he set his sights on Mike." "And that's where he spends a couple of months building up a relationship, some trust." "Right, so why abduct him all of a sudden?" "I don't know." "Maybe the kid rejected him." "Maybe something else set him off." "How we doing with the records search?" "Uh, we got an ex-wife, Debra Stone." "She filed for divorce about eighteen months ago." "She left Oregon about that time and relocated to Boston." "And they have a son, Allen." "How old is the son?" "According to birth records, he'd be fourteen." "Now, he's not listed as a dependent on his father's tax return, so I'm assuming the mother took custody." "And she moved him clear across the country." "Mm-hmm." "Where is she now?" "Actually, she's on a flight headed to Jamaica." "She has a layover at Kennedy and Sam's trying to work it so she can get her off the plane." "What about the boy?" "Where's he?" "Hopefully, she can tell us." "Yeah." "Really?" "Where?" "Okay, thanks." "Stone just surfaced." "At a gas station just outside of Westchester." "When?" "Fifteen minutes ago." "Sir?" "Special Agent Fitzgerald with the FBI." "I've already told four policemen everything." "We understand." "We need to hear it from you, all right?" "I'm afraid I fouled things up terribly." "And how have you fouled things up?" "When they first came in, I took them to be father and son." "You sure you're up for this?" "Are you kidding?" "I can't wait." "Do you need to use the restroom?" "Do you want something?" "You didn't eat much." "I'm not allowed to eat stuff like this." "But do you want it?" "Well ..." "I guess, maybe, some of these candy bars." "Yeah ..." "Whatever you feel like." "This is all about you, Mike." "Cool." "New York State." "Is that everything?" "Uh ... yeah." "All right." "That'll be $32.05 for the gasoline ... that'll be $40.58, sir." "The child was kidnapped from the Manhattan grade school this morning." "The boy has been identified as Mike Gerard." "He's about five feet tall, with brown hair and brown eyes." "Authorities have also released this photo " "Get down!" "Get down!" "What are you doing?" "!" " It's all right." " What are you doing?" "!" "Get down on the floor!" "Get down!" "Then he pulled the boy out and they drove away." "Now, you said they threw something in the trash can." "Which trash can?" "Right there." "Are you sure that it's a New York State map that they bought?" "Yes, and he took my cell phone with him." "He took your cell phone?" "It was sitting on the counter." "He grabbed it as he left." "What's the number?" "The cell phone's off, but it looks like he did make one call." "Who'd he call?" "Directory assistance." "Must've been right after he left the gas station." "Did they connect him to the number he wanted?" "Nope." "No, we're gonna have to comb through all the calls that went through the system." "Good luck." "The call was routed through a tower in Putnam County, so he must have been headed north." "Now, let's see if he has any contacts in that area." "Danny and Viv are on it." "And let's also alert Lake George Village, amusement parks, ski resorts." "Why is that?" "Well, before things went bad here," "Mike seemed to be looking forward to wherever they were going, sort of like they were on a road trip." "All right." "Martin." "Hold on." "They had breakfast at a diner in Melrose about two hours ago." "Yeah ... yeah, I remember these guys." "So, um, what's this all about?" "This man abducted the boy." "No way." "Yeah way." "Can you tell us everything that you can remember about what happened?" "All right, um, they sat right over there,... and at first the kid hardly even said a word, and the guy was trying to cheer him up, you know?" "Everything was fine." "But, uh, then it got a little weird." "Who's this?" "Huh?" "Give me that back." "Who is he?" " It's ... no one." "It... it doesn't matter." "Just give it back to me." " Why?" " Just give ..." " What's the big deal?" " Give it ... back to me!" " Ow!" "It's not safe!" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, I I ..." "I didn't mean to hurt you." "I don't want to do this anymore." "I want to go home." "God, please ... he's my son, okay?" "You never told me you had a son." "So ... now you know." "Well, where is he?" "He's, uh ..." "He's with his mother." "Do you ever see him?" "No, I don't." "Because she won't let you?" "Something like that." "His name's Alan, right?" "How'd you know that?" "You've called me Alan a few times by mistake." "So ..." "I'm, like, his replacement or something?" "Did he answer the kid's question?" "Oh, I don't know." "An order was up, and I had to go grab it." "But I did hear them talking, and by the time they left, things were okay again." "this was supposed to be a stopover!" "Look it!" "I've got a ticket!" "Okay, guys." "Guys, thank you." "Mrs. Stone, I'm Special Agent Fitzgerald with the FBI." "Wha-what is going on?" "I'm gonna miss my flight to Negril." "Look, listen, I need you to calm down." "Now, we've pulled you off that plane because we're trying to find your ex-husband, who abducted a boy this morning." "What?" "This boy." "Brian would never do that." "Okay, then when was the last time you spoke with him?" "Uh, a-a year ago, just after our divorce." "He reminds me of Alan." "Your son." "Mrs. Stone, I'm sorry to have to ask you this, but was your husband abusing Alan, is that why you left him?" "No." "God, no." "Alan's dead." "When?" "Two years ago, he passed away." "Two years ago today." "That's why I'm going to Jamaica" "I have to ... get away, I have to be away." "Can you tell me what happened?" "My father, he has this lake house, and we were there on a winter getaway." "There you go, kiddo." "What about tomorrow?" "I think I made it very clear, Alan:" "No skating on the lake." "All the other kids get to go." "I don't care about the other kids, Alan." "It's not safe." "How about if you come with me, just to make sure it is safe?" "Alan ... the answer is no." "You never let me do anything!" "You won't even let me have video games!" "Go to your room." "I was gonna go there anyway." "Hey, hey, hey." "Aren't you forgetting something?" "I love you." "And so does your dad." "Yeah, right." "He's got to learn, Deborah." "Life isn't always about getting whatever you want." "And two hours later, the phone rang." "Oh, my God, no!" "Alan!" "Alan!" "No!" "Apparently ..." "Alan had ... snuck out to skate on the lake." "He went out too far, and the ice... was thin." "After Alan ... um, everything fell apart:" "Brian's life, our marriage." "You know, he blamed himself, and ... he said if he hadn't been so strict with Alan ..." "I need you to help me understand something." "Um ... we checked the Oregon records, and we never saw anything about your son's death." "He didn't die in Oregon." "Then where's the lake house?" "It's here, upstate." "Look, I'm telling you, it all makes sense." "Alan wanted his dad to take him skating on the lake." "He refused, and then that night, Alan goes through the ice." "So you think he's taking Mike out to the lake to relive the experience, change the outcome?" "Right, and that would explain why he grabbed him today, the anniversary of his son's death." "Okay, I'm gonna assemble a team and chopper out to the lake." "All right, I can be there in about twenty minutes." "Martin, it's gonna take you forty, at least." "Okay, I need you to stay at the airport, see what you can get out of the ex-wife." "All right." "So what do you think he's gonna do?" "I have no idea." "All I know is, I got a guy who's unstable, he's got a gun who thinks he's got nothing to lose." "Okay, go." "They're not there yet?" "!" "Yeah, it looks like we got here first." "There's nothing but dust and cobwebs." "Anything else out of the ex-wife?" "No, no, I gave you everything." "You know, I can't figure out why they haven't shown up yet." "Don't worry about it; he's gonna show up eventually." "All right, good luck." "Are you sure you're up for this?" "Are you kidding?" "Can't wait." "Hey, Martin." "Any news from the lake house?" "They're not there yet." "And I'm not so sure that's where they're headed." "What do you mean?" "Think about it." "This kid was forced into a car against his will." "He clearly didn't want to go, right?" "But by the time they got to the gas station, Mike was completely on board." "Okay, and then Stone buys a map." "The guy knows where his lake house is." "Why does he need a map?" "Okay, so the plan was to go to the lake house." "The plan changed." "Well, maybe the argument at the diner had something to do with it?" "When Mike confronted Stone about his son." "Well, that would explain the map and the call to 4-1-1." "Yeah, where are we on that?" "I'm on it the only problem is that there was 2,058 calls that went into directory assistance during that time period." "I'm cross-checking, but ... so far, I got nothing." "I'm, like, his replacement or something?" "That's how I've been treating you, isn't it?" "There's someplace that I-I wanted to take him." "Mike ... we'll do what you want to do." "We'll ... we'll go ..." "where you want to go." "Anywhere?" "Anywhere." "I'll be right back." "Okay." "Mr. Gerard ..." "I wanted to say, I ..." "I know you did everything you could this morning, but, um, I'm the one who wasn't there for Mike." "Look, we're all second - guessing ourselves here." "Listen, I need to ask you something." "If Mike could go anywhere, where would that be?" "He used to like the zoo." "The zoo, okay." "When I was in his room, I noticed he was into model airplanes." "There were globes, maps." "He always wanted to go to the museum." "I was supposed to take him there on his birthday, but I never did." "What museum?" "Gerard promised to take his son to the museum, but then he dropped the ball." "That's where Stone's taking him." "They're not going to the lake house." "Yeah, okay, keep talking." "All right." "You remember those calls to directory assistance?" "One of them was for the Model Airplane Museum in Utica." "That cannot be a coincidence." "Have you coordinated this with the local PD?" "Yeah, they've already set up checkpoints coming in to the city." "Okay -- state troopers just spotted the Pathfinder heading west on U.S. 20." "You hear that?" "Well, you guys are closer than us." "Just tell me what you need and I'll authorize it." "All right, I'll keep you posted." "I repeat, I cannot hear you." "Agent Fitzgerald." "Lieutenant Cowell, Baker County Police." "Lieutenant, this is Special Agent Taylor." "What's the situation?" "Ok, Stone's in the vehicle with the kid." "He's got a pistol." "He took cover in the back seat." "You been able to communicate with them at all?" "We've been trying but he hasn't responded." "All right." "Thanks, Viv." "What's the story with the cell phone?" "Nothing." "It's still off." "You mind if I borrow this?" "Have at it." "Brian!" "This is Agent Fitzgerald." "I'm with the FBI!" "I'd like to come out and talk with you." "I'm going to take my jacket off so you can see that I'm unarmed." "Martin, let's just monitor the situation." "This guy's not going to hurt anyone." "I'm unarmed." "Here, take a look." "I just want to talk." "Get in." "What?" "Get in." "What the hell's he doing?" "I don't know." "Can you put that thing away?" "I might need it." "It's not going to come to that." "You doing all right, Mike?" "Yeah." "Good." "You mind if he sits up here with me?" "Yes, I mind." "You're the man who chased us." "Yeah." "There's no end to my bad luck." "Yeah, you know, I know about that, about your son." "Look, Brian, what you've been through, people are going to understand, okay" "No one's been hurt, and we can all walk out of here together." "All right then, what do you want?" "I want my son back." "I know you do" "And Mike's parents want him back, too." "You care about Mike." "Am I wrong about that?" "Of course I care." "Then let's get him out of this car, right now." "Look, you and I, you and I can sort this out together." "But he doesn't need to be here; it's not safe." "He has a ... a point, Mike." "I think it's best if you go." "All right." "All right, great." "Let me just radio in and let them know he's coming, okay?" "I'm just ... just going to radio in." "Danny?" "Yeah?" "The boy's getting out and he's going to head your way." "Okay." "The kid's going to come out." "Okay." "I never got you to the museum." "That's okay." "I really wanted to do that one thing for you." "You tried." "It's more than anyone else did." "Hey, you have a father." "He may not be able to show it, but he loves you." "Whatever happens here, remember that." "What do you mean, whatever happens?" "Okay, Mike, I need you to get out of the car and head to the roadblock." "I'm not sure I want to do that." "What's taking so long?" "Mike, I need you to leave, now." "What do you mean whatever happens?" "Just do as the man says." "I'm not leaving." "Yes, you are." "Get out." "Mike, step out of the car, now." "What about the museum?" "Forget the museum." "Just get out!" "Why are you talking to me like that?" "I thought you were my friend." "I'm not your friend!" "I've just been using you!" "You mean nothing to me!" "I don't believe you." "Get the hell out of the car!" "What are you going to do?" "He's going to surrender, that's what he's going to do." "That's a lie." "Show him it's not a lie." "Give me the gun." "I can't do that." "Yes, you can." "Give it to him." "Give me the gun." "No." "Give it to him." "Brian, give me the gun." "No." "Brian, just give him the gun." "I can't!" "Why not?" "Just let me be with my son!" "No!" "No!" "Get a medic in here!" "Come on, Mike." "Let's go." "You shot him!" "No!" "He's going to be okay." "He's going to be okay." "No!" "No!" "Come on." " Brian!" "Brian!" " He's okay." "He's going to be all right." "He's going to be all right." "He's going to be okay." "You're safe now" "Hey, you got a minute?" "Sure, what's up?" "Uh, not much." "I just wanted to thank you for letting me run with this today." "Was a tricky move, getting in that car." "Yeah, yeah, it was not exactly by the book, but I have seen it done before." "Anyway, um, I'll have the report on your desk tomorrow." "Martin?" "Yeah?" "I know." "About you and, uh ..." "Okay." "Good luck with it." "Good night." "Night." "Subtitles by Chiva"