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Yeah, some other time.
JACK: My wife
was offered a really good job
in Chicago, and she took it.
I've decided to go with her.
I recommended that you take over the unit.
I'm sorry if I ever hurt you.
Me, too.
I guess old feelings die hard.
( ship horn sounds )
Harley, did Matt pack his medicine?
How would I know?
I asked you to check.
Well, then I checked.
Sweetie, I need to know
if your brother has his medicine or not.
I put it in his overnight bag
like you asked.
Oh, I can't wait until you have a teenager.
You could have just said you checked in the first place.
Well, you ask a stupid question...
Hey.
We're almost ready to push off.
Great.
Hey, Sailor.
Hey.
And look who's bringing up the rear.
Watch out. She's in a mood.
Shut up.
Everything checks out, Scott.
I checked the hydraulic servo.
Shouldn't give you any more worries.
Good.
Now you guys
have a good trip.
Thank you.
And you, watch out for your sister.
She'll find trouble wherever we are, huh?
( laughing ): We'll see you in a couple of months.
( no audio )
GIRL: Dad, can I take my Gameboy on the plane?
Yes, you can take your Gameboy on the plane.
By the way, it's my Gameboy.
Hey, listen, you two guys sort it out
or Super Mario goes in the box.
Are you, um,
helping Daddy pack?
JACK: Oh, yeah.
I couldn't do it without them.
That is...
Good morning.
...very sweet, but you have to get dressed for school,
and I mean quickly.
Okay.
Uh...
I cleared out the closet.
There's a-a pile of stuff for Goodwill.
You might want to go through it.
Well, I...
When did you do all of this?
Last night. I couldn't sleep.
I was just, you know...
( clears throat )
You okay?
I'm fine.
I'm... I'm fine. Just...
You know, there's just a lot to do...
( phone rings )
Sorry.
( clears throat )
Malone.
MARTIN: Hey, Jack.
We're down here
at the Manhattan Yacht Club.
What are you doing, taking sailing lessons?
Not today.
We've got a family that took off
on a cruise last night down to Florida.
The Coast Guard found their boat
drifting out into shipping lanes.
There's one body on board,
gunshot to the head.
Everyone else is missing.
They're bringing the boat in now.
Um... okay.
Uh...
I'll meet you at the office.
( clears throat )
It's...
It's fine.
Just go, and I'll get the girls ready
for school, and...
I'll be back soon, hmm?
VIVIAN: So there was no
distress signal reported?
No.
What about the lifeboat?
Still attached to the craft.
We got patrols stopping vessels
in the area to see if anyone saw anything, but...
What time were you notified?
3:00 a.m.
We dispatched
a cutter and attempted radio contact.
( helicopter whirring )
MAN: ZX Cruise Craft 60, this is Harbor Patrol. Over.
ZX Cruise Craft 60, this is Harbor Patrol. Over.
Permission to board.
Please respond. Over.
ZX Cruise Craft 60, this is Harbor Patrol. Over.
Permission to board.
Please respond. Over.
Please respond. Over.
MARTIN: The boat's registered
to Benjamin Palmer.
As far as we know,
his wife and two kids were on board with the captain.
So where is Dad?
At home.
Jack's on his way over there to set up a trap and trace.
Palmer's the head of a big LBO firm downtown.
Wait a second.
That Ben Palmer?
Yup.
All $1.5 billion worth.
( retches )
Seasick Coast Guard.
That's a first.
You okay?
Sorry.
It's the body.
Never seen one before.
Yeah. It doesn't get much easier.
Hmm.
Mr. Palmer?
Special Agent Malone, FBI.
Is my family dead?
We haven't found them yet.
But they killed Captain Winters.
Why do you say "they"?
Scotty Winters was ex-Special Forces.
Seems a little overqualified for a family cruise.
Wouldn't you say?
He was the best.
Are you the best?
I'm not dead.
I would say that puts me one up on Captain Winters.
Now, why don't you put that drink down,
and answer some questions?
You haven't answered mine yet.
Do you think my family is dead?
Mr. Palmer, if they wanted to kill your family,
they would have done it on the boat.
My only question is:
Why weren't you with them?
When your wife wants to get 1,000 miles away from you,
the general idea is, you don't go along.
So you guys were having problems?
You could say that.
Was there an affair?
Please.
Agent Malone.
Erica's problems with me were far more mundane.
She wants me to spend more time with her and the kids.
You know, you still haven't answered my question.
Why weren't you on the boat?
A month ago, she gave me an ultimatum.
Quit my job or get a divorce.
That's a threat, not a negotiating position.
Take it or leave it, Ben.
Let me ask you.
Was it ever unclear to you
who I was, what I wanted?
Did I ever lie to you?
No, you were very clear.
So when you married me...
Yes, I knew who you were.
You wanted to make $100 million by the time you were 35.
What I do is not about the money.
You keep saying that,
but what else is there?
It sure the hell isn't about your family.
Erica, what do you want me to do?
Retire, play golf?
I'm 42 years old.
And Harley is 17.
Next year, she goes to college,
and she's gone.
You missed it all.
Do you realize that?
You still have a chance with Matt.
I mean, if that means anything to you.
You can be so simpleminded
when you don't get what you want.
I wonder where I learned that.
Next thing I know,
she and the kids are off to Key West.
And you're okay with that?
Oh, I'm not okay with that, but I'm not going
to give up everything I built just to placate her.
You have a pre-nup?
I didn't kill my wife, Agent Malone,
if that's where you're going.
So you're perfectly fine
to give up all that money you don't seem to care about.
Agent Malone, it's a cliché. Move on.
Mr. Palmer, you don't seem
particularly perturbed by any of this.
Well, I'm sorry if I'm not breaking down
in tears for you, Jack, but I have a problem here,
and I intend to fix it.
And you're going to need us to help,
whether you like it or not.
So why don't you finish your drink,
join us inside?
( phone rings )
Hello?
Yes.
I want to speak to the FBI agent standing next to you.
There's no FBI here.
Tell me, what do you want?
Put him on in ten seconds,
or I'll slit your daughter's throat.
Ten, nine...
You're not going to kill her because you need her.
( moaning )
Eight, seven...
She's not my only hostage, Mr. Palmer.
I can easily kill one and still have what I need.
I'm Jack Sloan.
I'm the head of Mr. Palmer's security department.
We're not going to bring in the FBI.
They just screw these things up.
Just tell me what you want.
Mr. Palmer has something that belongs to me.
Tell him if he wants his family back alive,
he'd be wise to return it.
And how do we do that?
No FBI.
( phone hangs up )
So?
Did you recognize the voice?
No.
What did he tell you?
He says that you have something that belongs to him.
Any idea what that is?
Well, I would assume money.
I've taken a lot of it from people
in the last 20 years.
Have you considered the possibility
that it's not money, that it's personal?
Here's a list of everybody who wants a piece of me,
going back to '86.
MAN: So I made it to the Ben Palmer's enemies list.
I'm honored.
Quite a few of his business associates made the list,
but you're the only one who said you had something for us.
I think it's best if I speak with Ben directly.
Look, Mr. Fuentes, don't waste any more of my time.
If you have something, you need to tell me.
I'm sorry.
I can't do that.
Really?
Put me in a room with him, and you get what you want.
Are you aware
that you're impeding a Federal investigation,
and that I can arrest you right now?
But that would mean lawyers.
And judges.
And as you say, time is of the essence.
Let's go.
JACK: Mr. Fuentes, I believe you may have some information
that could help
Mr. Palmer find his family.
I do.
So let's have it.
I-I'm sorry.
Maybe
I was misunderstood.
I am not prepared
to turn over something of value for nothing in return.
Have you ever heard
of extortion, Mr. Fuentes?
I'm sure I know what he wants.
I'm sure you do.
The land in Santa Miaques.
He only purchased it
because he knew I needed it
for my pipeline.
You stole it from me.
I want it back.
I'll offer you
fair market value.
Then we'll be even.
Mr. Fuentes, you can't...
No, he's right. It's not extortion.
It's just a business transaction.
What if he's bluffing?
Ricardo's like me.
He doesn't bluff.
Transfer of title.
I don't understand.
Who are these men?
Who took these?
Suffice it to say
that when you wouldn't respond to my requests,
I was forced to consider
other means of persuasion.
You were watching my family?
You son of a ....
Do you have any idea who these men are, Mr. Fuentes?
They don't work for me.
They were sniffing around your boat
last week. They were only there
a couple of minutes before some
security guy ran them off.
Good luck, Ben.
I hope they find your family.
I didn't realize
that you were such a soft negotiator.
I want my family back, Agent Malone.
( phone rings )
Jack Sloan.
6:00 p.m., Chelsea Pier.
Put my stuff in a black bag
outside the men's room.
If I see anyone around, the family's dead.
We still don't know what you're looking for.
See you soon.
( phone hangs up )
We've got eight hours to figure out exactly
what it is they want.
Nah, no, I've never seen any of these guys before.
But you know, I'm not around much.
I mostly just help the Palmers
get the Buyout ready for their trips.
And you haven't seen any strangers hanging around?
Nothing unusual?
I don't know if it's unusual, but, uh...
the other day I was working on the fuel lines,
and I heard Mr. Palmer and Harley.
They were going at it.
You're 17 years old, and he's 23.
He's too old for you, and I don't like it.
Who cares what you like?
Hey, hey, who do you think you're talking to?
I don't know, who do you think you are, my father?
Harley, come on,
don't give me that garbage
your mother's been pounding into your head.
Mom hasn't said anything, okay?
She doesn't have to.
And who told you about Memo, anyway?
Captain Winters.
He says he's bad news.
Or is that the point?
I don't know-- maybe.
I'm not sure why you care.
What are you looking at?
So, who's this Memo?
Guillermo Ruez.
He was Captain Winters' deck hand
until a few days ago when Mr. Palmer fired him.
Hang on a second.
Any news?
The rescue chopper
spotted a young boy in a dingy,
three miles off the coast.
Is he alive?
Stick around, all right?
Matt. Matt?
Out of our way, please.
He's my son.
I'm sorry, but you're just going to have to wait.
Mr. Palmer, I need to talk to you.
This is not the time.
Look, your son has gone into diabetic shock.
But he's in good hands.
He's going to make it, okay?
Okay, talk to me.
Do you know a man named Guillermo Ruez?
Memo-- yes, he worked for us on the boat; why?
Well, it's our understanding
that he was seeing your daughter.
You found out about it,
and you had Captain Winters fire him.
I think we're in trouble.
I think I'm qualified
to determine what is relevant and what is not, Mr. Palmer.
Now, did you see Ruez after you fired him?
No.
Do you consider him dangerous?
No, and I'm telling you that's not what this is about.
What have you found out
Nothing.
Great. Excuse me, I'm going to check on my son.
You and Harley Palmer-- tell me about it.
I know that.
I'm not here to bust you for statutory ***.
I just want to know what the deal is.
I liked her.
And she liked *** off her father.
Yeah, that's what I heard.
You know what I also heard?
That you were pretty pissed when Winters fired you.
What, did Winters tell you that?
No, no, no.
We didn't get a chance to interview him.
He's dead.
He got shot in the head.
What?
You recognize anybody in those pictures?
Look.
Uh, yeah, yeah-- him.
I saw him talking to Winters a couple weeks ago.
Yeah, yeah.
I mean, they were talking out back by the warehouse.
I thought he was a supplier.
Okay.
You know, we've planned a good-bye thing for you.
You're not going to have the whole cake thing, are you?
I hate that.
Why don't we just save it for your promotion?
No. I hear they're giving it
to someone from Washington, anyway.
That's just Bureau crap.
Mm-hmm.
Don't listen to any of that.
He's awake now.
You can step in.
Thanks.
Hey.
How's he doing?
Better.
The doctor says he's responding to the meds.
Has he, um, talked about what happened on the boat
last night yet?
Why do you want to know that?
Because if he's talking about what happened
on that boat last night,
I need to be involved in that conversation.
I don't think he's up to it.
It's okay.
Matt, please, let me handle this.
Agent Malone, I appreciate
everything you've done, but I'll take it from here.
Really? How are you going to do that?
I think my security people can handle this.
Like who?
Captain Winters?
We have it on good authority that he's probably involved
with the people who took your family.
Who told you that?
He was seen talking to the people
who were surveilling your boat.
We figure that
when they didn't need him anymore,
they got rid of him.
I don't buy that.
If you allow me
to talk to your son,
maybe I can get something more substantial.
Let's start with what happened on the boat last night.
We...
We were making dinner-- Mom, me and Harley.
Are these okay?
It's too chunky for risotto.
Get away.
Erica.
Everyone get downstairs in the downstairs cabin.
Come on, front cabin-- go. Mattie.
What's going on?
Don't say a word.
Mom, look,
there's a Zodiac outside.
Did you recognize any of the men?
No, I couldn't really see their faces.
What happened next?
They got to the boat,
and... then right away I heard a splash.
Then they started arguing like crazy.
Arguing with each other?
No, with Captain Winters.
Was it like
they knew Captain Winters?
Yeah.
I think so.
VIVIAN: What were they saying?
Something like... "it's not there."
I don't know,
but right after that,
Captain Winters came and opened the door.
What's going on?
I need you to come outside.
What?
Who are those men?
They just want to talk to us.
Everything is going to be okay.
I'm not going to go out there.
Look, either we're going out there,
or they're coming in here.
Now, come on.
Let's go.
It's okay.
Mattie, I need you to go out that hatch,
go off the bow quietly,
swim to the dingy and get help, okay? Go.
I got out to the deck, and I slipped into the water.
It was freezing, but I swam until I got to the dingy.
( gunshot )
What you did, Matt, took a lot of courage.
Thank you.
Are Mom and Harley okay?
They're going to be fine.
We're doing everything we can to find them.
I'm sure they're going to be fine.
That explains why the captain wanted the deck hand fired--
so he could have control of the situation last night.
I'm starting to think
that this has more to do with the boat
than it does with the family.
MARTIN: Any luck?
The boat's transducer is missing.
The diver says it looks like it was sawed off,
and there's no mention of the missing part
in the very recent maintenance report, either.
Okay, that splashing Matt heard--
what if it was someone
jumping into the water?
Divers looking for something stashed inside.
Right; when they
didn't find it, they took the family
because they think that Ben Palmer
has whatever they're looking for.
So, either Palmer does have it
and he's holding out on us, or...
Or someone else found it.
Maybe someone doing repair work on the boat.
You know, Palmer just had his navigation system overhauled
two weeks ago at a repair shop in Baypoint.
Damn, you are good.
You just noticed?
Mr. Polks?
Stan Polks?
You cover the left.
Freeze! FBI.
Whatever you say.
Just be cool.
Be cool.
Just put the weapon down.
Nice and slow.
( tires screeching )
Jack!
Where did those ... go?
They got away.
No, I'm fine.
I think this belongs to him.
Victim is Stan Polks, the owner.
Neighbors say
they didn't see anyone come into the shop.
Those guys came here for the same reason we did.
They think
Polks found whatever it is
on that boat.
I'll have Danny dig
into the background of the boat.
Maybe the previous owner knows
what they're looking for.
Maybe.
I would have hated to lose you, especially on your last day.
Yeah. You're not going to get that lucky.
Hey.
Well, they may have
killed Polks for nothing.
According to this repair log,
he didn't do the overhaul
of the sonar system.
One of his employees did-- Alex Genya.
Hey, you going somewhere?
( sighs ): What's going on?
Let's go.
What are you guys doing?
I'm just trying to catch a train.
Yeah, we know. Heard you bought a one-way ticket
to Poughkeepsie an hour ago.
So, what's the hurry?
Afraid you're going to end up like Stan Polks?
I'm sorry. I don't know what you're talking about.
Where'd you get the 100 grand
you deposited in your bank account last week?
No. My grandfather died,
and he left me some money, and...
Isn't that sweet of old Gramps?
Where'd you really get the money, Alex?
You sell out the Palmers?
No.
Look, I already told you,
I don't know nothing about that.
We know you did the repair work
on the Palmer's boat.
What did you find?
Money? Drugs?
Alex, you ever check out
Federal drug sentences?
Try mixing that with ***.
We've got two bodies...
Okay.
It was diamonds.
Yeah.
The sonar was busted.
I had to replace the transducer, and I found them.
So I take them to this jeweler.
The guy-- he tells me they're diamonds,
only they're not worth as much because they're uncut.
He told you uncut diamonds are worth less?
Well, yeah, because, you know,
they haven't been, like, shaped yet, whatever.
Okay, so what did you do
with the diamonds?
I sold them to the guy.
He gave me the 100 grand.
You know, I'd like to say
that you're smarter than you look,
but then I'd be lying.
How's your son?
Doctor says everything is checking out.
He's asleep now.
That's good.
I know what kind of person you think I am.
If I'd been with my family, none of this would have happened.
My guess is that if you were on that boat,
you'd be dead right now.
We think that the kidnappers...
are looking for diamonds on your boat.
Diamonds?
Where?
They were hidden in the sonar system.
( sighs )
Well, if all they wanted were diamonds,
why didn't they hit the boat on the dock?
Why did they wait till my family was
out to sea?
Well, there were security problems on the dock.
They had Winters in their back pocket.
It was all supposed to go smoothly,
until they couldn't find the diamonds.
I don't understand why someone would stash diamonds
on my boat.
Where'd you buy the boat?
From a broker.
He found it
at auction five months ago.
I had nothing to do with this.
Yeah, I know.
He came in with a bag of raw diamonds.
You might remember him.
Sure.
I purchased what he had.
I gave him a fair price.
A fair price?
A hundred K for raw, uncut diamonds?
What were they worth, five, six million?
Two people in a transaction, both leave happy.
His ignorance is not my problem.
Do you still have them?
I sent them to a cutter,
sold them to a wholesaler.
They're probably all over the country by now.
And no one's come in here asking about them?
MARTIN: Look, we don't care
if they were stolen.
We just want to know
who would traffic in these kind of diamonds.
No, no. They weren't stolen.
That many I would have heard about.
In my opinion, they come from some place
diamonds aren't supposed to come from.
They were smuggled.
I believe so.
There aren't many people
who would bring raw diamonds
like this into the country.
Got any names for me?
I may have a few.
Jack.
I just got a call from Van Doren.
I got the promotion.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
And thank you for the good word.
You deserve it.
( phone ringing )
Excuse me.
Malone.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Send it through.
It's the kidnappers.
They're routing a call from Palmer's phone.
Yeah,
this is Jack Sloan.
You mean FBI Agent Sloan.
Excuse me?
You had your shot at me,
and you didn't take it.
You want to lie to me, fine.
But you better get me my diamonds,
or these women are dead.
How do I know they're still alive?
Here.
( soft groan )
Talk.
Hello.
Erica?
Yes.
Just stay calm, okay?
Um, I need you to do something.
Give me your son's birthday.
April 7, 1992.
( gasps )
Hey, I'm not joking, Sloan.
Got that, Sloan?
You get me what I want...
...or this is over.
He hung up.
It's definitely Erica, though.
What about Harley?
I have no idea.
DANNY: Guys,
I got something. Come here.
I think this is the guy
who stashed the diamonds on the boat.
His name's Joseph Grant.
He owned the boat before the Palmers.
He's dead.
He died in a car accident
in St. Pete, Florida six months ago.
After he passed away, the boat was auctioned off,
and that's when the Palmers bought it.
I cross-checked Joseph Grant
with the names the jeweler gave us,
and one name popped up-- Lance Carlson.
He lives in Houston.
This was one of the guys
that was shooting at me in the marina repair shop.
He and Joseph Grant were arrested
in Mexico there years ago.
They were trying to smuggle uncut gems.
You know, it's possible that Grant was smuggling diamonds
to New York when he died,
and Carlson lost track of the boat.
Well, the boat broker in Florida told me
that a man matching Carlson's description
was asking about the boat
three weeks ago.
So he came here.
There are thousands of boats in New York,
and he finds this one.
Yeah, but each boat
has a manufacturer's ID.
It would have been
in the paperwork when they retitled it.
That's not public information.
There's no way to access it.
Unless you have someone on the inside.
SAMANTHA: You accessed
the Buyout's records two weeks ago.
Do you want to tell us why?
I'm in the Coast Guard.
I access records for boats all the time.
MARTIN: And why did you call up
the Palmer's boat?
Routine procedure. They filed plans
for their trip, so I made sure
the vessel checked out before they departed.
Did you charge a plane ticket to Houston four months ago?
And then again
two months ago, and then again
last week?
And did you run into
this guy while you were there?
Lives in a suburb outside of Houston.
Loves boats.
Loves to steal people off of boats.
Sit down!
Let's assume that you threw up this morning
because your boyfriend's
get-rich scheme turned nasty.
You are only one step removed
from the captain's death,
and if those two women die,
you're going to jail for a long time.
Do you understand that?
I want a deal.
Either that,
or get me a lawyer.
If you tell us what we want to know now
and you agree to testify in court later,
you'll get immunity.
I want something in writing.
Stephanie,
you either take this, or you're going to jail.
He said he had it all worked out.
We would get the diamonds and be gone.
( soft groaning )
Why are they here?
The stuff wasn't there.
I took them for insurance.
Insurance?
We'll find the diamonds, let the ladies go,
and everything will be just fine.
( gasps )
When I saw the captain dead,
I swear I didn't know that he was capable
of something like that.
MARTIN: Do you have a number
where we can reach him?
Why don't you write it down?
I ran a check on the cell phone.
Cloned; we got nothing.
Mmm.
Sam just called from the apartment.
So far it's clean.
What's your gut on her?
You think he's going to call her?
Nah. Nah, he's done with her.
All this guy really cares about are the diamonds.
Well, if he wants diamonds, let's give him diamonds.
What do you want from me?
We want you to call Lance.
Tell him that you made a terrible mistake.
You tell him that it was the wrong boat.
He'll never believe me.
Yes, he will.
You tell him that you pulled the paperwork
for the Buyout again, and it turns out
that you misread some of the numbers,
and that the boat with the diamonds
is still out there.
This is the address
and the registration number.
This is what you give him.
Oh, and Stephanie,
you screw this up, they're dead.
( dialing phone )
Hey, baby, it's me.
I got a Jeep turning in.
All right, execute. Go, go, go!
( helicopter blades whirring )
FBI! Keep your hands where we can see them!
Freeze!
( clattering )
Car's empty.
Let's cover the perimeter; let's go!
Everybody fan out.
Go, go!
( grunting )
Drop the gun!
I got him covered.
( loud groan )
Oh, God!
Where are the hostages?
Where are my diamonds?
Oh!
I want you to run
the addresses of every number he called.
Let's get this putz out of here.
( groaning )
Move forward.
I got them.
Move forward.
It's okay, it's okay,
we got you.
If you ever want to consider private security,
you give me a call.
You don't happen to have an office in Chicago, do you?
Long story.
Jack, if you ever need anything, you call me.
I just might take you up on that.
( laughter )
All right, that's it, I'm done.
VIVIAN: Already?
I'm out of here.
Aren't you a mother, or something?
Don't you have to be home?
Uh, not tonight.
You know what, I'm going to get going too, you guys.
All right, looks like it's just me and you, Viv.
Uh-huh.
Good work today.
Yeah, you, too.
Good night.
Good night.
To the new boss.
To the old boss.
To Jack.
To Jack.
Taxi!
Ah, come on.
Ah, there should be one soon.
You know, I didn't...
say anything earlier, but, uh, thank you.
For saving my life.
You're welcome.
Taxi.
I guess I'll see you tomorrow.
Yeah.
Good night.
Good night.
Hey, Martin?
Yeah?
You want to share a cab?
I live uptown.
Yeah, I know.
Hey.
You're still up.
What's the matter?
What?
Look, I know it's a big move, okay?
But I think it's great.
I think it's really going to work out.
That's not it.
Well, what is it?
When I asked you to move to Chicago,
in the back of my mind, I just,
I never thought that you would say yes.
Yeah, I know.
And now I wish...
you hadn't.
W-What are you talking about?
I'm so sorry.
I don't want you...
I don't want you to come with us.
Why?
I don't want to be married to you anymore.