The Commuter Page #3

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Yeah, I can't help you, pal.

No one can.

-Okay.

-All right.

You take it easy. Good luck.

Now arriving

110th Street Station, folks.

You Michael?

Michael MacCauley?

Yeah.

You found

what you're looking for?

What?

Yo. Are we doing this?

No. No, I can't.

Yeah, they thought

you might say that.

-Wait a minute. What is this?

-It's a warning.

In case you haven't

figured it out yet,

they're watching you.

Now leaving

110th Street Station.

Next stop,

125th Street Station.

-Tony, can I use your phone?

-What?

Your phone. Mine was stolen.

I have to make a call.

It's an emergency.

Please. Please.

Yeah, okay.

There's no service till 125th.

Sometimes in the back,

if you're lucky.

Thanks, Tony.

Don't quit outta my game.

You figure out

who she was?

The woman we saw earlier

that was eyeballing you.

I figured

that's where you went,

looking for her.

Hey, no judgment. I mean...

Mind if I borrow

the sports section?

-No. Yeah, sure. Here.

-Thanks.

The Yanks are playing the Sox.

Five wins to clinch.

I'm feeling very confident.

You know, my boy,

he won't let me

watch it on TV.

He says it's bad

for my blood pressure.

As if the Yanks winning would give

me a heart attack or something.

Don't know why the kid

is so worried.

Kid spends more time watching

me than he does at work.

Yeah, and that is what I get

for teaching the kid

to do the right thing.

Listen, I'm gonna stop

by a bar and get a beer.

-Why don't you come with me?

-I can't.

I gotta make a call.

Come on, Karen, pick up.

The mobile number you are

trying to reach is unavailable.

-2-3 Precinct.

-Detective Murphy, please.

Please hold.

He's not in. Can I transfer

you to his voice mail?

His cell, please.

It's an emergency.

I'm a friend.

Hey, Murph. It's Michael.

Listen, I'm on the train

just before Harlem.

I don't know

what the hell's happening.

This woman

approached me out of nowhere.

She wants me

to find a passenger

carrying some kind of bag.

Murph, I think I've...

Just send someone to my house

and call me back

at this number, okay?

Now arriving

125th Street Station, folks.

I'll see you

on the next go-round.

Now leaving

125th Street Station.

Next stop, Yankee Stadium,

folks, Yankee Stadium.

Murph? Hello?

You accepted

the offer, Michael,

and then you broke the rules.

Sorry, folks.

We're stopping due to a red signal.

We should be on our way

in just a few minutes.

What the hell is this?

Look outside. Corner of MLK

and Lexington. Quickly, now.

Southeast corner.

What do you want from me?

I want you to accept

responsibility.

We all suffer

the burden of choice.

No one forced you

to take that money.

Do you see him?

We can't have your friends

talking to the police.

-I didn't tell him anything.

-We both know that's not true.

Somebody get some help!

My God.

What have you done?

You did this.

You made your choice.

Find Prynne. Find the bag.

Or there will be further

consequences.

-Did you see what happened?

-You listen to me. Listen.

No, you listen.

I can get to anyone anywhere.

Your wife Karen,

your son Danny.

You touch my wife, my son,

I swear to God...

I asked you to do

one little thing.

Don't make it

more complicated than that.

Don't make me

hurt someone you love.

Wait, wait, wait.

The day riders all have ticket

stubs in the back of their seats.

I can narrow down

which passengers

are going to Cold Spring.

-Now we're getting somewhere.

-What's in the bag?

What do I do when I find it?

Check your

right jacket pocket.

-Do you know what that is?

-It's a GPS tracker.

Clearly your time as a police

officer wasn't for nothing.

Plant the device on the bag,

and it's all over.

Dobbs Ferry Station,

that's three stops,

arrives 7:
00 p.m.

-And, Michael?

-What?

Give the gentleman

back his phone.

Do you know

who's sitting here?

Excuse me. Does this train

go to Tenmile River?

-Yeah.

-I thought that.

Thank you.

Now arriving

Yankee Stadium, folks.

Yankee Stadium.

Couldn't help

but overhear earlier.

You're a broker, right?

Can I help you with something?

I haven't seen you

on the train before.

There's a reason for that.

You riding for business or...

Well, I... My wife and I

are getting ready to retire,

and we're looking

for a new broker.

I work for one of the largest

investment banks in the world.

Great. That's exactly...

We don't represent

people like you.

You're headed to Cold Spring.

I figured maybe you were

seeing a client out there.

What makes you think

I'm going to Cold Spring?

-I don't know.

-What's your deal, man?

Let me guess.

The suit,

the shoes, the watch.

You've probably

worked sales the last 20 years

and now you wanna turn your nest egg

into a three-week timeshare in Maui.

Yeah.

No, you got me

on a train to nowhere.

Seriously, I never should

have left Goldman Sachs.

Hey, Goldman Sachs.

On behalf of the American

middle class, f*** you.

Sorry, Ma. Go ahead.

No, it was nothing.

-Long day, Sherri?

-Yeah.

But you've been busy,

up and down

the aisle the whole time.

Karen's been on at me

to get more exercise.

It's either the train

or Pilates.

-How is the family?

-Good. Good.

Danny's headed off

to Syracuse.

You must be really proud.

Yeah. He's trying to decide

between the dorms

or an apartment,

the dorms or an apartment...

Excuse me. Hello?

You go to Columbia, right?

T-shirt.

Are you a photography student?

I noticed your camera case.

I don't know... I'm sorry.

Millennials?

Excuse me.

Could you just wait?

-Now arriving Dobbs Ferry.

-Hey.

I only wanna talk.

Jeez!

What are you doing?

Are you crazy?

What is this?

Nothing. Can you just...

Stop it.

Fake IDs?

They're not mine,

I swear to God.

They're my boyfriend's,

and he asked me

if I could carry it

because he would get caught.

Are you a cop?

No, I'm not a cop.

But, listen,

if he really cared about you,

he wouldn't ask you

to do something like this.

Yeah, okay.

Now leaving Dobbs Ferry.

Next stop, Tarrytown.

Are you sure?

Maybe it's nothing.

Look, they were all sitting

together, three of them.

-Right.

-At 125th they split up,

each to a different car.

I don't know, it felt weird.

I'm only authorized

to search a bag

if it's been left behind.

You know

I ride this line every day.

Like I said,

maybe it's nothing,

but "see something,

say something," right?

-You point 'em out to me?

-Yeah.

The woman there.

The nurse.

Man in the second car,

African-American,

with a guitar.

Another in the last car.

All going to Cold Spring.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I have to carry out

some random security checks,

and I just need to take

a look in your bag.

Why?

I just need to take

a look in your bag.

Hey, hey, hey! What do

you think you're doing?

-It's a random security check.

-I know my rights.

Get back to your books.

I just need to take

a look in your bag, ma'am.

Why me?

Seriously, why me? Why my bag?

You're disturbing

everybody, ma'am.

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