Catch Me If You Can Page #6

Isn't that your silver car

I saw parked out front?

Yeah. One of them.

Well, it takes

my breath away...

so, think I could get

an autograph?

...I can hardly wait

to hold you

Feel my arms around you...

Do you have a pen in your room?

...How long I have waited...

You've got the look of love

It's on your face

A look that time

can't erase...

shh.

...Be mine tonight...

Man like you can buy

anything he wants.

...Let this be

just the start

Of so many nights

like this...

He buys a deck of cards

at the hotel gift shop.

...And then seal it

with a kiss...

Well, you want

to see a card trick?

...I can hardly wait

to hold you...

How much did these cards cost?

...Feel my arms

around you...

Oh, 55 cents, I think.

...Waited just

to love you...

And if they sold me downstairs

at the hotel gift shop...

how much would you pay?

I'm sor...

I'm sorry, how mu...

how much would I pay for what?

The entire night.

How much would you pay me

for the entire night?

Cheryl, I...

I really don't know.

...I can hardly wait

to hold you...

Don't be scared.

...How long I have waited...

Make me an offer.

...Now that I have found you

Don't ever go...

$300?

Go fish.

Uh, $500?

Go fish.

$600.

Go fish.

$1,000.

Okay.

$1,000.

Okay.

I'll be right back.

Wait a second.

Where are you going?

I'm going downstairs

to cash a check.

You think this hotel is going

to cash a $1,000 check

at 3:
00am?

It's a New York savings and Loan

check.

It's like gold.

They'll cash it.

Don't you think they might get

a little suspicious?

Let me see that.

It's a cashier's check.

Endorse it over to me.

No. I couldn't do that.

see, this check is for $1,400.

We agreed upon $1,000.

Why don't I give you back $400

and you give me that check?

Even better.

The look of love

Is in your eyes...

Does this belong to anybody?

Mele Kalikimaka

is the thing to say...

On a bright

Hawaiian Christmas Day...

This is Hanratty.

Merry Christmas.

Hello, Carl.

Hello.

...That we send to you,

from the land...

Barry Allen, secret service.

I've been trying

to track you down now

for the last couple of hours.

What do you want?

I wanted to apologize

for what happened

out in Los Angeles.

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

No, no,

you don't apologize to me.

Do you always work

on Christmas Eve, Carl?

I volunteered

so men with families

could go home early.

Looked like you were wearing

a wedding ring

out in Los Angeles.

I thought maybe

you had a family.

No. No family.

You want to talk to me...

let's talk face-to-face.

All right.

I'm at my suite at the

stuyvesant Arms, room 3113.

In the morning, I leave

for Las Vegas for the weekend.

You think you're going

to get me again?

You're not going to Vegas.

You're not

in the stuyvesant Arms.

You'd love for me

to send out 20 agents

Christmas Eve

we barge into your hotel,

knock down the door

so you can make fools

out of us all.

I'm really sorry

if I made a fool out of you.

I really am.

Uh-uh, no.

No, listen, I really am.

No, no, you-you do not

feel sorry for me.

The truth is,

I knew it was you.

Now maybe I didn't get the cuffs

on you, but I knew.

Ah, people only know

what you tell them, Carl.

Well, then tell me this,

Barry Allen, secret service.

How did you know

I wouldn't look in your wallet?

The same reason

the Yankees always win.

Nobody can keep their eyes

off the pinstripes.

The Yankees win

because they have Mickey Mantle.

No one ever bets on the uniform.

You sure about that, Carl?

I'll tell you what I am sure of.

You're going to get caught.

One way or another,

it's a mathematical fact.

It's-It's like Vegas.

The House always wins.

Well, Carl, I'm sorry,

but I have to go.

Ah. You didn't call

just to apologize, did you?

What do you mean?

You... you...

you have no one else to call.

Oh, ho, ho.

...Morn and night...

You got that burger up?

Yep.

- Hi.

- Hi!

How are you?

...Doo-lang, doo-lang,

doo-lang...

The one

with the wavy hair...

More coffee, sir?

Are you a collector?

Of what?

"Captives of the Cosmic Ray,"

"The Big Freeze"

"Land of the Golden Giants."

I've got them all.

What are you talking about?

Barry Allen.

The Flash.

Wait, kid, kid, kid.

You mean like the comic book?

Yeah, the comic book.

When he's not The Flash.

That's his name, Barry Allen.

Thank you.

Now get this:

He reads comic books.

Comic books!

Barry Allen is The Flash!

Carl, slow down. Slow down.

I don't know what the hell

you're talking about.

He's a kid.

Our unsub is a kid.

That's why we couldn't match

his prints.

That's why he doesn't have

a record.

Now, I want you to contact NYPD

for every all-points juvenile

runaways in New York City.

And don't forget the airports.

He's been kiting checks

all over the country.

But why New York?

The Yankees!

He said something

about the Yankees!

so where are we on the list?

Number 53, "Abagnahlee."

Good morning, ma'am.

We're the FBI agents

who called.

Yes, I've been waiting.

I hope you're all hungry.

I put out the sara Lee.

My husband Jack is a lawyer.

What about your first husband,

Mrs. "Abagnahlee"?

Abagnale, but I prefer

to be called Barnes.

"Frank William Abagnale."

It says here

he was in the service.

Did... Did you two meet

during the war?

Yeah, I lived

in a very small village

in France... Montrichard...

the kind of place

where they never heard

of sara Lee.

Help yourselves.

"Nobody doesn't like sara Lee."

You filled out

a missing person's report

for a runaway juvenile by

the name of Frank Abagnale Jr.

Is Frankie okay?

You're aware of the fact

that he wrote some checks

on a closed account

at Chase Manhattan Bank?

Oh, yes.

The police think

he's some type of criminal.

What he did was a felony,

Mrs. Barnes.

It was $1,000.

Half the kids his age are

on dope

throwing rocks at police

and they scared me to death

because my son made

a little mistake.

Huh. A 17-year-old...

boy has to eat

has to have a place to sleep.

We understand, ma'am.

Would you happen to have

a picture of your son?

Oh, yes.

I have his old yearbook.

Okay.

Okay, okay, we, uh...

we need to send out

an all-office teletype.

Our unsub's name is

Frank Abagnale Jr., age 17.

Is Frankie okay?

Is he in trouble?

Ma'am, I'm sorry

to have to tell you:

Your son is forging checks.

Forging checks? Wait!

I'm sure we can take care

of that.

I am working part-time

at the church now.

Just tell me how much he owes

and I'll pay you back.

so far, it's about $1.3 million.

Girl, you really

got me goin'

You got me so

I don't know what I'm doin'

Yeah, you really

got me goin'

You got me

so I can't sleep at night...

Hi, Melanie, how are you?

When you're in the house,

please, just use an ashtray.

Frank, this fondue is so good!

Great. Here, take this for me.

Ooh, good! I love Moet!

Oh, yeah...

Hey. How are you?

You really got me goin'

You got me goin',

got me goin' and goin'...

James, James, please!

Just stay away from the

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