Don't Say a Word Page #5

A week ago, in Central Park, with you. | She told her roommate Vanessa about it.

- You know Vanessa? She knows you. | - I don't know Vanessa either.

I'm about to read you your rights.

- My rights? | - Yeah, but first...

- What did I do? | - I want you to do me a favour.

This is Iast weekend, with you, | by the fountain in Central Park.

You took this picture. And this is her now.

This one you did, this one I took. | Who do you think did better, me or you?

- That's not Sarah. | - That's Sarah, Iaid out in the morgue.

- No, it's not Sarah in the f***ing morgue. | - I work Homicide, Dr Sachs. That's Sarah.

The morgue?

- It can't be Sarah. That's not the deal. | - That's not the deal?

Why don't you teII me | what the f*** the deal is?

Who is part of the deal? | Is he part of it? How about him?

TeII me who is part of the deal.

He said we had until five today. | That's a mistake.

It's no mistake. Who's "we"?

We are so f***in' close. | AII we need is a haIf hour.

- Dr Sachs, who is "we"? | - That's not Sarah.

Why don't you quit wasting | my f***ing time and teII me, who's "we"?

You Iike country music?

What did I say about noise?

Daddy's smart Iittle girl, aren't you?

Better hope your mother didn't hear that.

Go fuII screen on her.

Tighter.

- She heard. | - How do you know?

She's stopped breathing.

So what can I do for you, Doc?

Arnie, I need to ask you a favour.

Were you takin' Burrows for a stroII?

- We're out of here. Bring her. | - Mommy, Daddy, I'm up here!

Take care of her.

I need you to open the gates.

- On whose authorisation? | - This is between you and me.

That's why they caII this place | the nuthouse, Doc.

Cos I'd have to be, basicaIIy, | f***in' nuts to let you do that.

OK. WeII, I just had to ask you...

It's OK, Arnie. It's just a sedative.

It's aII right. You'II be fine in about an hour.

Dr Conrad?

F***.

Excuse me.

Security breach. Start emerpencyprocedures.

Securitypersonnel, offi cer down. We have a | security breach. Start emerpencyprocedures.

A gold Land Rover just Ieft Bridgeview, | heading east.

- They're Ieaving. | - The driver is a Dr Conrad.

Wanted for questioning | in connection with a homicide.

Have an RMP respond | to his residence immediately.

Oh, my God.

- What's on your mind, Nathan? | - Field trip.

Wait a second. Where are you taking Jessie?

- Why are you movinp her? | - You have 44 minutes.

Why are you moving her?

All ripht, I will petyou the number.

- Just don't hurt her. | - 43 minutes.

You have reached New York City's | emerpency services. Please stay on the line.

Your call will be answered in | the order in which it was received.

You crippled b*tch.

- Are you aII right? | - Yeah.

Move.

- This is where it happened, isn't it? | - No.

When we Ieft home, my dad and me...

Big car, dark.

I'd never seen my dad so scared.

He grabbed my arm. He kept running.

And I tried to keep up.

- You can do it. | - OK.

You can do it. Let's go.

It's OK.

EIisabeth?

There were Iots of people.

But my dad just puIIed me through them.

I Iooked back.

They were so fast.

They're stiII behind us.

There were only two men. We Iost one.

My dad took me around the corner.

He made me hide over here.

Listen to me carefully. | You andMishka, you potta wait here.

It's ponna be fi ne.

Russel, where've you been?

What's in the f***in' bap?

They could see my dad's face | and he tried to talk to them.

There's nothinp in the f***in' bap.

Where is it, Russel?

What's happening now? EIisabeth?

I don't believe a f***in' word.

EIisabeth, what do you see?

Where is it?

The one in the red coat kept on kicking him

and asking him | "Where is it? TeII me where it is."

- Let me up andI'll tellyou where it is. | - EIisabeth.

- Where is it? | - Come on, help me up.

And everybody was watching | and no one would help.

EIisabeth, what did the man want?

- I can almost reach him. | - EIisabeth.

- Daddy! | - No!

Turn around. Hands up.

- Down on your knees. | - What did the man want, EIisabeth?

Did he want a number?

EIisabeth, | I need to know what the man wanted.

He wants Mishka. My doII.

- And where is Mishka? Where is your doII? | - Hanp onto that, baby.

- Yeah. | - You're cuttinp it rather close.

AII right. I have what you want.

Good. I'm Iistening.

I've decided I'm gonna deliver | the number to you in person.

No time.

- No choice. | - Being brave again, Nathan.

That's the best way | to get your daughter kiIIed.

Other than missing the deadline, | which is Iess than three minutes away.

Rule number one. No more clock.

- What? | - You heard me.

- Now, I'II meet you there. | - Where?

I think you know where. And rule number | two, I want to speak to my daughter now.

Do you hear me? | I want to speak to my daughter now.

- Daddy? | - Pumpkin, are you aII right?

Yeah. Daddy, please come get me now.

I'm on my way, sweetheart.

- Anything else? | - Rule number three. No more phone.

I got a medical emergency. | I'II get this phone back to you.

- Appie? | - Is she alive?

- She's fine. | - Where is she?

Aggie, Iisten to me.

What is that? Did you caII the police?

Appie?

No. But somebody did.

Do they know what's going on?

- Not yet. Listen. | - I'm here.

Just get her back.

What you doin' down there?

That's my boat. Where you goin', a**hole?

What you doin'? Bring that back.

Dr Conrad.

You're a committed man.

I wanna see her.

I wanna see her now.

Grim place for a holiday, isn't it?

HeIIo, EIisabeth.

I've thought about you | every day for the Iast ten years.

I bet you've thought about me, too.

I know you've been through a Iot. | But so have I.

Your father let us both down.

- Where's my daughter? | - She hasn't given it to you.

- Where is she? | - She won't give it to you.

- I wanna see Jessie. | - Where's my number?

You're not getting anything until I see...

We talked about bravery today.

It's not good.

You need to know how to use these.

I wanna see my daughter.

Yeah, I think you've earned it.

- Max. | - Daddy?

- Jessie? | - Daddy.

It's aII right, honey. You're gonna be fine.

You guessed the number | is a grave. Very good.

Now what?

I finish my job.

Come on, Nathan. Up the stairs.

Over there, by the table.

And EIisabeth. Not her.

Take her back outside.

- Daddy? | - Jessie, you're gonna be aII right, honey.

Now, let's see what 200 an hour can do.

Officer Peterson. Nice work. | You found my car. Where is it?

- It's over there. | - OK. Now, where's my guy?

He smashed through a steel fence | on the Corrections pier.

Then he jacked a boat from that individual.

He and some girl. Sounds a Iittle hinky.

- A boat to where? | - That's the coastguard's problem.

It is not. It is my problem. | It is your problem. What is over there?

- Where's the music coming from, EIisabeth? | - The radio.

- Where? | - It's playing on the boat.

On the boat that brought | you here the first time?

Yeah.

It was cold. It was wet.

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