Spartan Page #3

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I'll see what I can do.

I think I can help you,

if you tell me now.

Why would I not tell you

if the girl was here?

The girl is new.

They told us

that it was her first night.

But look here.

There's two pinholes in the photo.

They moved it over.

Photo's missing.

Where is she?

- I don't want to get in trouble.

- You don't know what trouble is.

I'm not even sure that was her.

She was sick.

She was not very well.

- She came in here and...

- she came here?

They took her. I told Nadya

she shouldn't be here. They took her.

Who is "they"?

They took her?

Where did they take her?

Honey, you got all the slack

in the world until I leave this room.

And then I'm going to zero you out.

Two men.

They gave her a shot.

I think that was her.

- Where is she?

- I'm entitled to my rights.

- I'm entitled to my phone call.

- You don't understand.

You'll leave your life, or you'll

leave the information in this room.

Where is the girl?

They'll kill me.

Who did you call?

How did you know

to come pick her up?

How did they know to get her?

Who did you call?

It's just a number...

write it down.

Write it down. I'm gonna see what I can do.

Just give me the number.

I don't understand.

She's just some girl.

Oh, my God.

They don't know who they've got.

Sir.

Where's the girl?

Sir, we believe she was

abducted from this club.

That she was taken to...

That she was taken to a bordello.

- Here in Boston?

- Yes, sir, and that... That...

- Let's hear it.

- She may have been delivered for sale.

May have been sent down

the pipeline, overseas.

- To get to her father?

- No, sir.

We believe they don't

know who she is...

...that they just took some girl.

- Just some girl.

- Yes, sir.

How certain are you she was

the girl in the whorehouse?

- We...

- she dyed her hair.

They see that red hair...

what do they do, her hair grows out,

when they see that red hair...

...somebody recognizes her?

What do they do when

they realize who they took?

They kill her.

You're f***ing-A right, they kill her.

Okay.

Now, let's talk some common sense.

Who is he?

What can you do for me?

What can you do for me?

I need it now.

I need it before the press gets it on

Monday, because they will kill her.

The press gets this, the jackals start

a feeding frenzy, and she's dead. Help me.

This is the number of a public phone

in downtown Boston.

It's a cutout between

the bordello and the abductors.

A call is placed when they

have a package.

- Stake out the phone.

- We have a watch on the phone.

But more importantly, NsA reports

calls placed to that phone regularly.

- They can track calls to the pay phone?

- Yes.

- How?

- They were made from a federal prison.

This is Tariq Asani.

He's a Lebanese national

serving life without for kidnapping.

He's the second man

in a sex-slavery scheme.

And where is he?

He's in Florence Federal Penitentiary.

He placed the calls to the pay phone.

- We have a plan. I hesitate to...

- Give it to me.

Got some action on the pay phone.

Who's walking up on us?

He's Boston P.D.

In the city, always a reflection.

In the woods, always a sound.

What about the desert?

You don't want to go in the desert.

Let's go. Let's go.

We're moving.

- Where's he going?

- Hold on. Hold on.

One-five-four-nine Alpha-sierra,

Mass. Registration, william Barak.

- Somerville, Mass.

- Is that where he's going?

Owner of record in Essex.

Is he heading toward Essex?

What kind of place would it be?

Lt'd be a beach house.

Get me there.

Get it on the Net.

Everyone off.

Call everyone off. Just me.

Just me and him.

Indicate you heard me.

State Police, standing by.

Turn off the white car.

Turn off the white car.

The shooters are going to the beach.

Team of two going to Essex.

Confirm, assault team of two

to the beach.

- Withdraw and hold at condition two.

- State Police, request verify.

We believe the hostage is...

Six-five and Mobile 4 are RTB.

Acknowledge.

Stand down and squawk on your A vX.

Get me there.

If the girl's in the house,

I'm taking her out.

If it ain't me or her, kill it.

Clear.

Well, I hope you both feel better

in the morning. Good night.

- Yes?

- Does an Alan Palmer live here?

- Yes, my husband's at work.

- This is just a routine check, Mrs. Palmer.

We have a license-plate number,

but we're not sure of the accuracy.

May I come in?

- What the f***?

- I heard the Tv, so I came in.

Why the hell do you got the Tv on?

There's no one here.

I don't want to hurt you.

I just want to know why the Tv's on.

I just came to...

That's what I want to know.

I'm telling you why I came in.

What do you make of that?

That's the thing. This time of the night...

Do you hear what I'm telling you?

- Question.

Even it up. Where's the girl?

Where is the girl?

It's not too late.

Look at me. Look at me.

Where is the girl?

Where is she?

It's curtis. I'm coming in.

Abort. Abort. Abort.

Cold LZ. Cold hole.

Stand by. Await instructions.

She sets the styles.

She brings us smiles.

She's Betty Coed in college

and she's in the news again.

- Sh*t.

- She had her hair restyled, cut and dyed.

- We caught up with her stylist...

- Turn it off.

...and have reconstructed that new look.

And you're looking at it.

I'm out of time.

Keep it locked up.

What about if we had to go

off the meter?

I need a man, a man who can

unquestioningly follow orders.

The door is closed, sir.

I need to ask you to do something.

I am here to get the girl back, sir.

And there is nothing I will not do...

...to get the girl back.

This man...

...placed a phone call yesterday...

...from the phone bank at Florence

to the copley pay phone.

Here's the cutoff point. Here it is.

This man, Tariq Asani,

is to be transported tomorrow...

...with another convict,

a man on death row.

A man on death row...

...for their medical procedures.

I'll take you step by step through what

we've envisioned is gonna happen.

Dispatch acknowledges Florence Unit 5

is Code 7 at Highway 15.

You fellas all right?

Hey, help me. Help me, man.

Buck me up, man.

- Hey, I need some help.

- Yeah, I'll help you out. Get out.

Me and my brother need

some sh*t right here.

- You marked him paid in full.

- Yeah, that's what I did.

Hey, give me a cigarette, man.

Wait over there. I'll be right back.

Yeah, but break me out of this.

Hey, yo, just throw me the keys,

and I'll do it.

I gotta do some cleaning first.

Motherfuckers want to hook me up

to some injection machine, man.

Motherfuckers want to take my life

who just got well here, you know?

Who just got well.

Then the hand of God came down with

an outstretched arm and freed my ass.

You know?

Hey, baby, pass me some my way,

you know?

Sorry, my man. Traveling light.

No, wait. Wait. Don't shoot me.

Don't shoot me.

I can get us out of the country tonight.

Oh, God, please don't shoot me! No!

I swear on my mother.

Look at me. Please.

No.

I swear to you. A seaplane, tonight.

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