Along Came a Spider Page #4

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a senator's daughter?

The size of our task force

is a reflection...

of who Gary Soneji is,

not Megan Rose.

- [Buzzes]

- Mr. Soneji.

[Cross] You can parse

the words if you'd like...

Hello?

I need to

go to the bathroom.

All right.

Be right there.

[Door Opens]

[Coughs]

- [Quietly] Come on.

- [Typing]

- Come on.

- [Hisses]

Hey!

Help!

Please, help!

Help! Please!

- Help!

- ?? [Walkman, Indistinct]

Help! Please!

Help me! Please!

[Megan Screaming]

- Help! Help me!

- [Engine Revs]

Help, please!

Please, help me!

I'm comin'!

Hold on!

- Help!

- Hold on!

- Please!

- [Gunshots]

- No! [Screams]

- [Gasps]

[Sobbing]

No, please!

[Turns Boat Engine Off]

[Crying]

Please!

Please!

Help! Please!

[Crying]

Please!

[Coughing]

Shh. This will keep you warm.

Here you go.

Megan, you promised me

you were going to behave yourself.

Because of you, what you've done,

that man is dead.

Now... promise me.

Promise me you're going to

be a good little girl, okay?

- [Whimpering]

- All right?

Say, "Yes, Mr. Soneji."

Say, "Yes, Mr. Soneji."

Y-Yes, Mr. Soneji.

Okay.

Let's go have

that cup of tea.

I'd say eight hours.

About 9:
00 a.m.

Slugs are large caliber.

Shots hit him here, here.

Kill shot tapped him

crown of the head.

This here is Thomas Mathias.

He found all this. This way.

[Boat Engine Accelerating]

She's not in the water, Jezzie.

Soneji still has her.

There's no way

of knowing that.

Think about it.

Megan is precious cargo.

Soneji's not gonna let

some twist of fate bring her harm.

Right?

But why Megan?

Why her?

Come on.

Where are you going?

Back to the city.

We'll talk in the car.

[Cross]

You asked, "Why Megan?"

That's the question we should have

been asking right from the start:

Why Megan?

Who is Senator Hank Rose?

- He's...

- Nobody.

Most people don't even know

who he is. Never heard of him.

Couldn't pick him

out of a lineup.

This is front-page news now. Where

will it be in two months? Ayear?

Oblivion.

Know why?

Because Senator Hank Rose

is no Charles Lindbergh.

Well, okay,

then, who is?

Ah, there's

the troublesome question.

Come on, Jezzie. Two years,

five days a week. You know Soneji.

Who's a bigger fish

than Megan Rose?

- [Speaking Russian]

- Da.

- [In Russian]

- [In Russian]

[Typing,

Computer Beeping]

[Typing]

- [Speaking Russian]

- Mm-hmm.

[In Russian]

Dr. Cross, Agent Flannigan,

we appreciate your concern,

but, uh, Dimitri's fine.

Our security services

are more than capable...

of protecting the son

of the Russian president.

Can we at least

talk to him?

Nothing would please us more

than to be of help,

but speaking to Dimitri right now

would be inappropriate.

Thanks for your time.

What?

Well, MacArthur's

dragnetting the bay, right?

And, I mean,

he's not really missing us,

so I was thinking maybe

we could just stick around and,

you know, scope out

the place a bit.

Agent Flannigan,

are you...

are you suggesting

a stakeout here?

Yeah, you know,

stale coffee, some doughnuts.

No, no. That's a first-class

stakeout, Agent Flannigan.

What you're talking about

here would be no frills.

You'd only get to think about

stale coffee and doughnuts.

Well, I can handle it

if you can.

I get the feeling

you've done this a lot.

Oh, yeah.

Every chance I get.

Especially when

it's cold and wet.

- No parking here.

- We're on the clock, Officer.

- Everything okay?

- Everything is all right.

- What's the problem?

- [Gunshots]

[Groaning]

[Keys Jingling]

Go ahead, Jezzie.

What?

Have one.

Thank you.

[Mumbling]

[Door Unlocks]

[Counting In Russian]

[Continues Counting In Russian]

[Counting In Russian]

Alex, that's Dimitri.

Jezzie, it's him.

- It's him!

- [Car Engine Starts]

[Tires Squealing]

[Tires Squealing]

Soneji, hold it

right there!

Jezzie, shoot the tires!

- [Tires Squealing]

- Jezzie!

Jezzie!

[Yelling In Russian]

Police! Don't shoot!

Don't shoot!

[Tires Squealing]

[Man Speaking Russian]

[Murmuring]

[Man Speaking Russian]

- [Continues In Russian]

- [Dimitri] Jezzie!

Jezzie, you're gonna

get Megan back, right?

Yes, we are.

I promise.

Use this

to get Mr. Soneji.

I will. Thank you.

You talk to Hal.

I want you to bring him up to speed.

Well done, guys.

Avert an international crisis

and paint Soneji into a corner.

Not bad for a night's work.

Soneji ditched a patrol car near

Reno Park. Hijacked a tan Sierra.

One bullet in the driver's head.

Last seen heading toward Route 50.

Annapolis. I knew it. Seventy-five

thousand boats. Other marinas?

We're here. Dead fisherman here.

These, all the marinas.

All locked down.

Patrol boats in each of them.

All right, listen up.

We gotta move fast.

Roadblock Route 50 and triple

the surveillance in the harbors.

I want two choppers on the pad

in five minutes. Let's go!

[Grunts]

[C*cks Gun]

[Mumbles]

What's wrong?

I blew it,

that's what's wrong.

I had a shot right before

he hit the hydrant.

But instead of pulling the trigger,

I was thinking. I was thinking.

Yeah, you were thinking,

about your shot going astray...

and blowing Soneji's head off,

in which case...

We would never find Megan.

I know that.

Well, then, don't beat

yourself up for being prudent.

You don't get it. I was trained

to shoot first and think later.

Jezzie,

for heaven's sake.

If you hadn't convinced me

to stay there,

Soneji would have

two victims instead of one,

plus we'd have an international

incident on our hands.

- You did good. You did good.

- Yes, but still...

- Anything?

- Oh, not yet.

We're sitting on the area.

Chief, Soneji's

on the phone.

[Beeping]

- Soneji?

- [Distorted] Detective Cross,

I want to explain

how the agenda's changed.

You're gonna bring me

ten million in diamonds,

point five carat,

color "D," clarity Sl-2,

in a thermos

in nine hours.

If the stones are rigged, laser

tagged, irradiated, the girl dies.

- Does that penetrate?

- It does.

I'll call back,

- [Hangs Up, Dial Tone]

- He beat the trace.

Clock's ticking, people.

Let's move this downtown. Let's go!

[Sobbing]

[Ringing]

[Ring]

[Ring]

- [Distorted Voice] Dr. Cross.

- I'm here.

The Watergate, 20 minutes.

- There's a package for Mr. Antwerp.

- [Dial Tone]

Okay, people, let's move.

- Don't lose him, kiddo.

- You won't even see me.

[Tires Squealing]

- I'm on police business.

- Eddie, this way.

Hi, how are you?

Do you have a package

for Mr. Antwerp?

Yes.

Yes, sir.

[Phone Ringing]

Over there, that one.

[Phone Continues Ringing]

[Ring]

- Cross.

- Leave the phone, leave the car.

Pennsylvania and Sixth,

the fountain, 14 minutes, run.

Thanks.

- [Cross] Mac, you there?

- Alex.

He made me ditch the car.

Looks like it's a running game.

I'm on my way

to Sixth and Pennsylvania.

I'm left

and behind you, Alex.

Bearing onto Pennsylvania.

[Tires Squealing]

[Ring]

- [Ring]

- Cross.

Twelfth and Madison. Twelve minutes

will get you there. Go.

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