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I beg your pardon?

Special agent

Frank Lacrosse,

am I glad

to see you.

Mr. Martinez,

thank you for coming in.

I wouldn't miss it.

I wanted to thank you

personally

for making my job of

defending Hector Saldez

such an easy one.

Really?

How's that?

How's violating three of his

constitutional rights for starters?

Torturing him?

Illegally questioning him?

Failure to advise him

of his rights?

Oh, Mr. Lacrosse,

you're a godsend.

Jorge...

may I remind you

that your client was holding a knife

on an innocent man?

You can remind me

all you want to, sheriff.

It ain't going to mean

jack to the jury.

So I take it you don't

wish to cooperate with us?

What, are you kidding?

I came here to thank you

personally

on behalf of my client

who I will also be representing

in civil proceedings

against you and the city.

Good day, gentlemen.

Sit down,

Mr. Martinez.

You didn't hear what I said?

I'm not staying.

Oh, yes, you are.

What are you going

to do, special agent?

Are you going to put

a bullet in me, too?

Uh, excuse me, sir.

The lab report just got back.

It was a 36052.

Thank you, Bud.

Bud, what the hell

are you talking about?

I'm sorry, Mr. Martinez.

I've wasted your time.

Um, what do you

mean by that 360...

Oh, that's a lab term.

It's about a hair

we found in the motel.

We'll see you in court.

- Lab term?

- Yeah.

'Cause, look, you wanted

to know about the car, right?

Oh, that's

no longer necessary.

'Cause l... I could tell you

if we made a deal.

Jorge...

Deal...

What kind of deal

are we talking about here?

Drop the murder charges,

and I'll tell you where

he found the Explorer.

Forget it.

You know you can't

prove anything.

We'll see.

Sometimes you win,

sometimes you lose,

amigo.

He boosted the car

at the airport.

Long-term parking,

lot "C."

Get that list

of stolen cars.

Thank you, Mr. Martinez.

What about the hair?

Oh, yeah.

It belonged to a male

in his early 20s.

Brown.

Son of a b*tch.

Go back to the waitresses

at the restaurant.

See if that hair color

sparks anything.

You got it,

Mr. Lacrosse.

They teach you that

little 36052 maneuver

back at the academy,

did they, Frank?

No. My wife did.

And what is she,

a con woman?

Sort of.

She's a lawyer.

Airport security does have videotape

on all the license plates

coming and going

from long-term parking.

We're going to pull

the last 24 hours

and cross-check that

with stolen vehicles.

Well, Frank, it looks like you may

have just gotten your first big break.

I think we ought to make

an announcement, Buck.

Announcement?

We don't know

anything yet.

We know it's not Saldez.

We can blow McGinnis' case

clear out of the water.

No.

You do that, you'd be

letting the real killer

know that we're onto him.

I think we'd be making

a big mistake, Buck.

Most of the folks in town here

are going to be voting

on their lunch hour.

We still got time.

Is that what's

going on here,

winning an election?

Winning that election is

my goddamn livelihood.

Now, I know you don't give

a tinker's damn about that,

but I've been working hard

in this office for 15 years,

and if

Jack McGinnis wins,

Buck Olmstead ain't the only one

who's gonna lose out around here.

The only reason McGinnis

has not made that announcement

is because he doesn't have

enough to charge Saldez.

And until that time comes,

we just stand pat.

Sheriff, telephone.

Sheriff Olmstead.

How can I help you?

Sheriff, Grant Montgomery,

FBI here in Dallas.

I understand Frank Lacrosse

is in your custody.

Well, he's here.

He's not in my custody.

Well, I'll be arriving in a couple

of hours to take him off your hands.

Mr. Montgomery, he's

working on a case here.

Shouldn't be. Should be in Philadelphia

on another assignment,

which he left 24 hours ago

without authorization.

And this isn't

the first time, sheriff.

He's left duty posts 3 times

in the last 2 months.

He's currently

on bureau probation.

You want to tell me

what he did wrong?

Not your problem, sheriff,

but I'd appreciate it if you'd

hold him till we get there.

What about your ongoing

investigation with this killer?

Is that what he told you?

There is no ongoing

FBI investigation, sheriff.

The case has been

closed for nearly 3 months.

That's impossible.

Look, sheriff...

No. You look!

Now, I got 3 people

dead in this town,

and you tell me you're coming

to pick up the only man

that seems to know

what the hell is going on?

Now, I want

some answers.

I don't give a sh*t

what you want.

Right now, the only thing

that you'd better deal with

is keeping that man in your sight

till I get there.

Now, if that's too much to ask

I can have a U.S. Marshal

in your office in 5 minutes

who can handle that kind

of responsibility.

Are we clear, sheriff?

Buck,

what's going on?

I don't know.

What's

wrong with it?

It's not tuned

for this elevation.

Did you fix it?

Naw.

Just patched it till

we get to the next town.

And where is that?

Not far.

Find everything ok,

Frank?

Yeah. Thanks.

Is this your wife

on the horse?

Yep.

Beautiful woman.

Thanks, Frank.

We had 33 wonderful

years together.

She passed on...

I'm sorry.

How about you, Frank?

Where'd you meet

your wife at?

In law school.

So you're a lawyer, too.

I never took the bar.

I did an internship

one summer with the bureau

and never looked back.

Any children?

One.

And what does

your wife think

about you traipsing all over

the countryside chasing banditos?

Oh, actually, she's

very understanding.

That's key.

Sit down and eat.

Plenty more where

that came from.

No, thank you.

Nonsense.

I make the very best BLTs

in this part of the country.

The secret's

in the tomato.

Built a greenhouse

out back...

He took my son.

You asked me why

he stopped killing.

We were getting close.

We had several breaks.

Outside of Boston,

we had roadblocks set up

within 20 minutes

of a murder there,

and he slipped

through them.

Everybody felt it was

just a matter of time

before we nailed that guy.

And then he took my son.

And by doing that, he...

He removed you

from the case.

The bureau gave the kidnapping

the highest priority.

at a motel in Wisconsin.

His prints matched

those found on my door,

and with his body, we found

detailed notes about the victims.

Dates, places, things

only the killer would know.

Obviously, you don't

think the guy's dead.

It was too easy.

I tracked this man

for 18 months.

I know him.

He used that guy

to end the chase.

Among the notes...

they found this.

That's my little boy.

"Believe."

Believe in what?

I don't know.

Day after tomorrow.

I assume your people

have checked all this out?

Yeah.

They found nothing.

What about your son,

Frank?

Do you really think

he's still alive?

I don't have a choice.

Texas plate, 234-4S3.

"James Ruskin."

Ruskin.

James...

That's a hit.

James Ruskin, missing out

of Midland 2 days ago.

What's he driving?

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