Chain Letter Page #3

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Good. Anybody on it?

Yep, done.

Oh, damn.

The kid was juicing.

Look at this.

Let's bag it.

See who called him

in the last 24 hours.

You got it.

And let me know what's going

on with that Daniels kid.

We need to talk to him

right away.

Okay.

Come on.

Jessie!

I hate to bother you.

I'm Detective Crenshaw.

I know this is a painful time.

This is some bullshit.

That's what it is.

You were Johnny's friends,

and I need your help.

I hope you have

some answers, Detective.

Not yet.

Three days, and your people

don't have anything yet?

That's my son in that box.

Maybe you should

figure something out

before another one

of these kids dies.

It's my son's funeral.

Show some f***ing respect!

Just a few questions.

Did Johnny have any enemies

that you knew about?

- Anyone wish to do him harm?

- No.

Did anything out of the ordinary

happen over the past few days?

No, not at all.

Well, if you can think of anything,

call me or e-mail me.

What's up? So, you gonna look

at it or ask it out on a date?

It's beautiful.

Yeah. I'm glad you like it.

You put this up all by yourself?

No, I had help.

My left and my right f***ing hand.

It's, uh-- It's perfect.

I think it's an 11.

Jessie. What happened, man?

- I'm working on it.

- Working on it?

- Working on it.

- Give me something concrete.

First base, second base?

Bunt.

Well, at least you didn't

get hit by a pitch, right?

No, it's early innings.

- I'm taking it slow.

- Mmm.

Well, when this is all done,

you'll be hitting home runs, man.

This is a grand slam.

Oh, easily.

But when this

and this is all done,

you'll be a f***ing

hall-of-famer, man.

I'm gonna get those jacks.

All right, man. Yes.

Put this sucker up.

- Hey, beers are up here.

- Oh.

Nothing but muscle.

Hey. Hey, Jessie.

How's it going?

You're looking particularly

ravishing today.

This? This is just one of

my many little projects.

You want a--

You want a ride?

Why don't you hop in?

Take a little spin.

We'll go park, hump a little bit.

Oh, sh*t.

Sh*t.

Ow!

Sh*t.

- What are you doing?

- You f***ing scared me, man.

There's something leaking

out of the engine.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah.

Well, we can look at it.

No!

No!

- Hey.

- Hey.

When it rains, it pours.

What about Kevin Daniels,

the jock who's still missing?

They have the same friends,

and they were in the same history class.

What do we know

about the teacher?

He was a bit strange,

but he cleared.

He had a solid alibi

for both nights.

The first night,

he was with his family.

The night of

the Trafford murder,

he had a huge faculty meeting.

Now, what's up with these

chains and these markings?

What do you think?

Has the lab come up

with anything new yet?

Nothing new since preliminary,

but they promised us

something later today.

I'm Mark S. Allen.

Topping today's stories,

the ongoing investigation

of the brutal killings

of two students,

with one student still missing,

in crimes that have shocked

and outraged Carlson,

a town known nationwide

as the technological

and software communication

industry capital.

Investigators at prestigious

Brickman High School

still not releasing

any information to the public

for fear it'll jeopardize

this ongoing investigation.

It's been one week

since the brutal slayings

and student athlete

Kevin Daniels went missing

in an unexplained

twist of violence.

Today Brickman High School

reopened after a few days off

to let the students deal

with the tragic events.

Police are asking

all students and parents

to please come forward

with any information

that might help this investigation.

More on that in moments.

Now a look at your forecast.

Can everybody sit down?

We're on a short schedule,

and we only have a few minutes.

You've all had

a couple of days off

to deal with the tragic events

that have touched

this school community.

And I know

that most of your parents

are going to

the community meeting tonight.

I know I'm gonna go because

I want my questions answered.

But as for this class right now,

we have to get back on task.

So,

the midterm final

is due on Monday.

Okay, class is dismissed.

Jessie, stay after class,

if you will.

I'd like to have

a few words with you.

Lucky you.

You wanted to see me?

Yes. I know that you've

been through a lot lately.

Tragic, terrible news.

So I want you

to take all the time

that you need

with your project.

You're a very good student,

and I can tell

that you're not yourself.

Okay. I don't think

I need that, but thank you.

If you should change your mind,

let me know.

I'm not much of

an e-mail person,

so just call me on the phone.

Jessie, if you need

to talk to me

for any reason at all,

call me.

Okay. Thank you.

Okay? You have

a good weekend.

You, too.

Patrick Taylor heads up

Internet Security Systems,

a company that protects computers

at the largest commercial banks,

telecommunications companies

and 35 federal agencies.

They call themselves "Anonymous."

They are hackers on steroids,

treating the Web

like a real live video game,

hacking into Web sites

and invading MySpace accounts,

obstructing the lives

of innocent people.

Mr. Bradford!

Mr. Bradford!

Mr. Bradford!

Mr. Bradford!

Detective Crenshaw!

Carlson Police!

What are you doing? Who are you?

Crenshaw, Carlson Police.

What do you want?

I'm talking to all the ranchers

in the area.

You mind if I ask you

a few questions?

You ever use a blacksmith

or a metal worker out here?

- Maybe even a long time ago?

- Everybody does.

I'm looking for the person

who might've made this link.

Where'd you get this?

You've seen this before?

I have.

I don't remember where.

My wife would know.

Well, can I talk to her?

She's dead.

I'm sorry.

You better go now.

If you can think of anything,

I'd appreciate a call.

I just delete them.

As soon as I get them, poof, gone.

Your ass and your ass got it.

All right. This boy

ain't pressing his luck.

Remember that creep from

the Internet I told you about?

A chain letter.

You gotta pass it on.

Come on, Rach.

Rachael, it's me.

I found some stuff on the Internet,

and I just-- I'm really

scared right now.

I just need you to call me back

as soon as you get this, okay?

I just need to know

that you're okay.

Call me back.

Yeah?

Neil, where's Rachael?

I can't get a hold of her.

I-- You know what?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna take

a crack at it.

Uh, she's probably balling

somebody about now.

Neil, come on. I'm serious right now.

This is an emergency.

Okay? She might be in danger.

I just called the house.

Nobody picked up.

Well, what do you want me

to do about that?

- Where are your parents?

- Look, I don't know.

They went to some benefit thing.

Jessie, can I call you back, please?

I'm knee-deep in some action here.

I need to call you back.

No, no, no, listen.

Neil, wait.

Okay, just meet me at the house

as soon as you can, please?

I'm going there right now,

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