S.O. 1 5 to CP. Located the packages. They're empty.
Sir, we've got four vehicles ID'd in the perimeter, one with a broken taillight.
Put out a description of those vehicles.
Have all units grid out and locate them.
PiCk me up. asshole.
Now what?
So how you holding up? Did you have a nice swim?
Not bad. How're you doing?
Hey, I'm good. I'm good. You know, thanks for asking.
- How's Sean? - Havin' the time of his life.
Hey. I saw your TVCommerCial. It's not bad. It's pretty good.
But let me ask you something. You got a frequent flyer programme?
'Cause if you do. maybe when this is over...
I might just take an Endeavor flight the hell outta here.
Why? Why me?
Why you?
'Cause you buy your way out of trouble.
Don't you? I read about you and that union guy.
You should've gone to jail for that, but I guess you're a pretty goddam good liar, huh?
I saw you on TV. Tom...
telling everybody how innoCent you were.
I looked at your eyes.
You know what? You're a lyin'-ass dog. pal.
I know you paid that guy off.
You're a payer.
You did it once.
Now you're gonna do it again.
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Listen, Cub. You want me to do this? -Jimmy said me.
- Fuck what Jimmy said. - Look, I know the job, man.
Clark, man.
I ain't giving Jimmy the money until he cuts the kid loose.
I-- I just ain't gonna do it, man.
What are you-- Cub.
You a movie fan. Tom?
- Ever see that movie The Time Machine? - No.
It's the, uh, land of the future, right?
There's only two kinds of people in the world now:
the Morlocks and the Eloi.
- Okay. - And the Elois, they live above ground.
They wear togas. They're all blond.
They eat grapes and shit like that.
But it's like the Garden of Eden there.
I mean, basically, everybody just lays around, listens to harp music.
- How do I get my boy back? - Now. the MorloCks...
they live underground, right?
Big, hairy, ugly suckers like you wouldn't wish on an ape, right?
They're down there with all this machinery. They're doing all the labour.
They're making sure that the Elois have enough food and-- and togas.
- Are you gonna answer me? - Well. this is a great deal if you're an Eloi. right?
There's only one thing.
Every once in a while, a Morlock comes up to the surface...
and snatches an Eloi, takes him down there.
All right, I'm done driving 'til you tell me what I want to know.
The MorloCks. they don't eat grapes.
They're Cannibals. They eat Elois.
So when I think about, uh, The Time MaChine...
it kind of reminds me of New York City, you know?
See, you're an Eloi.
You and all your friends. walking around like zombies...
with no fuCkin'idea of the shit goin'on down below.
So does this make me a Morlock?
I don't like to think of myself like--
I guess it does.
And every once in a while, one of you gets snatched.
I guess that's--
See ya.
What a City. See you at the Whitney.
See you at the Four Seasons.
See you at the Met. See ya.
See you.
- You on the move again, Tom? - Yeah.
Okay. here we go. About a mile up ahead. the road splits.
Take the exit onto Saddle River Road. go to the stone quarry.
Drive ten miles an hour.
I'm jumpin' through all your goddam hoops. How am I gonna get my boy back?
We'll swap. You give me the bags, I'll give you an address.
Good luck to you, laddie.
Get back in the fucking car!
Now, throw out the keys.
Give me the money, man.
- Give me the address. - Give me the fuckin' money, man!
- You said you were gonna give me the address. - What?
Do you want to see your kid again, man? Then give me the money!
Goddam it! Give me that address, goddam you!
- Don't be fuckin' stupid, man! - This is the FBI.
Drop the gun and step away from the vehiCle.
- Put your hands in the air. Step away from the vehiCle. - Son of a bitch!
- Mullen. stay baCk. Get down. - CP. need some help here.
He's surrounded. We've gone overt.
We have one subject on the ground operating an ATV.
A white male armed with a handgun, and he's got--
- We have an eye on him. - Good. - Who is that?
Come on, Cubby. Come on, Cubby.
- Stop. or we'll shoot. - Get off the vehiCle and lie down.
You have no way out.
You are surrounded. Give yourself up.
- This is the FBI. - You've got nowhere to go.
We have agents on the ground.
This is your last warning.
Surrender yourself now!
This is the FBI.
There is nowhere to go.
Drop the gun. Stop at onCe.
Move! Move!
SWA T Team Leader to CP. We have deployed. We're movin'in.
Got a green light! Take him out!
Oh, shit.
SWA T Team Leader to CP. We have an agent down. We have a subjeCt down.
Who got shot? Who the hell was shot?
Where is he? What have you done with him?
What?
Say it. Come on.
- Stand back. Come on. Step back. - No, no, he--
- He's trying to tell me something. - Look, back off. Let us stabilize him.
- Medic! - He's trying to tell me where my son is. I'm sure of it.
What are you people do-- I did not authorize this!
- We're here under orders. - That fucking liar!
- Oh, we're losin' him. - Don't let him die.
Jesus Christ, don't let him die. God, don't let him die.
- Come on, man. Don't give up. Don't give up. - Get the choppers.
Stay with him. Come on.
- Shit! - What?
Ten-seven, sir.
He's dead.
How-- How am I gonna find Sean now?
You killed my son.
SWA T Team Leader to CP. We're movin'out.
S.O. Leader. you've got it.
Give me as much as you can. This guy's got to be on parole, probation, something.
- Get the name of-- - I told you no cops. - Ah, jeez!
-You were supposed to follow the money! -They were following the money, Tom.
The guy had a gun in your face. They didn't have a choice.
They thought you were in direct danger.
What does that mean? What does-- What does ""wrong"" mean? I mean, is he dead?
Because if he's dead, just say he's dead. Don't tell me something went wrong.
-Just say my son is dead! - Kate, we are operating under the assumption that he's alive.
You mean you don't know! You don't know where he is! You don't know if he is!
You're the goddam FBI, and you don't know shit!
- We have every agent-- every agent-- - You killed the son of a bitch and now-- What?
- Katie. Katie. - Get-- God!
Go. Go away. Go. Go.
We know that the kidnapper at the quarry was not alone.
We know that.
We also have a real good idea about who he was teamed up with. Now, let me show you something.
The guy at the quarry, Cubby Barnes, has been in jail twice for burglary.
This is no high-tech mastermind.
This guy right here-- Kate, Tom, you recognize him?
- Do you? - No. - Okay.
Now, this is Clark Barnes, brother to the subject.
Now, we went back and we found him in your son's video of the park.
This guy is the brains in the family...
and we also know he's a lot higher up the criminal food chain.
According to the NYPD, this guy Clark, his brother Cubby, they're supposed to be inseparable.
Now, I guarantee you, we are gonna do our homework on this...
and we will come up with another player.
In the meantime, what we gotta do--
Aw, Christ. Not this shit.
- We got a cameraman. -Jack.
Can we get some agents out there?
- This just in. A breaking story from our New York bureau. - Lonnie. It's out.
State poliCe sourCes tell us a man has been shot and killed in an apparent botChed ransom drop.
There's also word that multimillionaire airline mogul Tom Mullen has been plaCed at the sCene.
With more on that story. let's go to Donna Hanover live...
-in front of Tom Mullen's New York home. -Goddam. -Donna.
We have no offiCial report yet on the identity of the viCtim...
or his role in the Sean Mullen kidnapping.
Hopefully. we'll have more information for you later in this hour...
but details have been slow to Come from the poliCe and FBI sourCes.
We'll bring you full developments tomorrow morning...
beginning with Good Day, New York, and. of Course...
- as things happen here at the Mullen apartment building. - Hey, wh-what are you doing?
- we'll bring you the information. - Calling my mother. - No, man, you can't do that.
- Not from this phone. - Get the fuck outta here. - Hey, hey, put the phone down.
What's the matter,Jimmy? You don't want my mother to know that her son's dead 'cause you fucked up?
-Turn that shit off. -I mean, that's what happened, isn't it?
I mean, it's not exactly like this guy just rolled over, is it,Jim?
Just take it easy. Put the goddam phone down.
He's a fuckin' kid.
Oh, shit!
Hey, hey, calm down. Take it easy.
You want me to calm down, huh? You want me to fucking calm down?
You realize they're looking for me right now,Jimmy? I'm fingered!
- I can't go back to my life! What do you want me to do? You tell me! - Shut up.
- You tell me, huh? - You know, you're not gonna be able to go to your brother's funeral either, man.
Shut the fuck up! The kid goes in the ground,Jim.
That's it. That's it. Fuck the money.
- We do the kid, and I'm outta here. - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a minute.
He's right. I mean, you said you were gonna do it anyhow.
Shut up!
- Where are you goin'? - Get out of my fuckin'--
Take a breath.
Come on, come on. Take a breath.
I brought you in on this 'cause you had brains and balls.
Think.
Hmm? The kid's gonna die...
when we don't need him any more.
Now, use your fuckin' head.
Go check on the kid.
It's all right. Go on.
Go on.
They kill your brother, and you wanna walk away?
What the hell does that make you?
This thing is not over.
I swear to you right now...
now, more than ever...
this guy will pay.
Can I have a chocolate bar?
- I know you. - No, you don't.
Don't look at me! Don't look at me.
Chocolate bar. What, do you think this isn't happening?
What, you think your dad's gonna come in and save you? Is that what you think?
Well, he ain't. Nobody's comin', all right?
You understand that? Nobody's comin', 'cause this is it for you.
...surfaCing surrounding the high-profile kidnapping Case of Tom Mullen's son. Sean.
- New York One has exClusive information about-- - You know what the brothers call this?
This is ""more drama,"" right?
Like, ""Shit, man, more drama? Best stay indoors today.""
You ever hear that? ""More drama.""
More drama. More Dramamine.
Drambuie.
- You all right? - No, yeah. Yeah, good.
Yeah.
- Kimba, listen to this. - It shouldn't be a problem. - That.
After ""It shouldn't be a problem,"" what do you hear?
Wait. Play it back again.
- It shouldn't be a problem. - It sounds like some kind of horn.
Yeah, I know it's a horn, but what-- It's like--
- It's like there's a horn, a sort of foghorn. - It's too fast for a ferry.
It shouldn't be a problem.
In the meantime, now you give her a big hug from me.
Nah, I don't care. You wake her up.
Nah, don't wake her up. I'm just--
Ah, girl, I am so glad we are not rich.
You just gotta thank God for what you have.
I love you too. I gotta go. I'm gonna call you back.
Okay. Bye-bye. Hey.
Why--
Why would this guy, these people-- Why would they--
Why would they ever let my son go no matter what I do?
I mean, no matter what I do. I mean, pay, don't pay, comply, tell him to go fuck himself.
Why would they give him back?
I mean, he's a witness any way you cut it.
It's all bullshit. It's all just-- just seven out of ten.
What are you saying?
All right.
Morlock Man gets his money, I don't think we'll ever see Sean again.
That's if he's still alive to begin with.
- Well, now... - Tom?
are you talkin' about not paying?
- No. No, we pay him. - Now, wait a minute. Listen to me.
Morlock Man says the pick-up guy will give me an address for Sean.
I get there, the guy sticks a gun in my face.
I said, ""You want the money? Now give me the address. Where's the address?""
You should have seen his face.
He had no, absolutely no idea what I was talking about. None.
- Okay. - This is not business to him. This is very personal.
I tell you that everybody pays, and we get back seven out of ten.
- If we give him what he wants, he will kill Sean. - Tom, you gotta play the odds, man.
I've been doing this for 1 8 years.
And if I were a betting man, I would bet on the people who pay every time out of the gate.
Did you bet on the ones where you got back a corpse?
Kate.
If you want to see your child again...
you gotta help me with him.
- Stations! - Mark it.
-Mullen. -You think you can run a game on me and fuck me out of my money?
No. I--
It was out of my control. I did exactly what you said.
You did?
This is how you want to play it, huh? You're gonna bullshit me, Tom?
Who do you think you're dealin' with?
They told you they were just gonna follow the cash, right? Huh?
Who's the asshole you're listening to over there?
Is he a fed? I said no Cops.
No FBI. You pay me. It shouldn't be a problem. Now we got a fuckin' circus out there.
All right.Just say what you want to say.
- The money. - I want to talk to my son.
Take the FDR Drive down to the Williamsburg Bridge exit.
- No. I know he's dead. - You don't know shit.
- Take FDR Drive down to the Williamsburg Bridge-- - My son is dead. Go to hell!
What did you do? Tom, what did you do?
Oh, God. Please, God. Please, God. Please, God. Please. Please, God.
Mullen.
- Dad? - Sean?
Williamsburg Bridge.
And you assholes listening in, if I smell you clowns within ten miles...
of that money, I'll gut this kid like a fish.
Is there anything else we can use?
Uh, give me Mr Wallace.
I'm going alone.
Is that understood?
No helicopters, no wires. Just me.
- You got the phone? - Yeah, I got the phone.
You gonna be all right?
- Yeah, I'm gonna be all right. - Okay.
Hey, hey, here he comes. Come on. Let's go. Let's go, let's go.
Mr Mullen! Mr Mullen!
- Mullen! - Mr Mullen! - Mr Mullen!
Mr Mullen-- It's not Mullen.
Let's go. That's him.
- Hey,John, keep shooting. - Man, this is fucking great.
Hey!
Come on!
Endeavor Airline CEO Tom Mullen and his family...
are no strangers to the publiC eye.
As head of the Country's fourth largest airline...
Tom Mullen. whose personal stake in the Company was reported earlier this year--
But nothing in his triumphant. high-profile life...
Could prepare Mullen for the drama presently unfolding around him--
the taking of his nine-year-old son by unidentified kidnappers.
- Where are you at now? - I don't know.
Head up to Houston and Broadway.
- But for now. the City and the Country anxiously await word-- - You hear me?
Mullen?
- Change of plan. - What?
Turn on your TV. Channel 5. Keep watching.
It shouldn't be more than an hour or two.
You understand what I'm telling you?
Mullen, what the fuck--
It's mine. Hello?
David, I need you to contact Don Campbell at WNYW.
- All right. - Good.
- Bob, can I talk to you, please? - Sure.
David.
- All right, here we go. - Okay, they're ready.
Pull out of it. All right, everyone. Look alive.
Mr Mullen, we're gonna get you set up right over here. We'll get you wired up with a mike.
I will signal to you from next to the camera.
Ready to go? On five, four...
three, two--
Good afternoon. We are interrupting this programme to bring you an exclusive report.
As you know. we've been following the Mullen kidnapping for about a day or so.
We will get baCk to our regular programme. but right now we're going to show you something...
that you will only see right here--
Tom Mullen. Sean Mullen's father.
Mr Mullen?
Tom, you're on.
The whole world now knows...
my son. Sean Mullen. was kidnapped...
for ransom three days ago.
This is a recent photograph of him.
Sean, if you're watching, we love you.
And this--
Well, this is what waits for the man that took him.
This is your ransom.
Wait. Shh, shh. I want to see this.
Two million dollars in unmarked bills, just like you wanted.
- Oh-ho! - But this is as Close as you'll ever get to it.
You'll never see one dollar of this money...
because no ransom will ever be paid for my son.
Not one dime. Not one penny.
Instead, I'm offering this money as a reward on your head.
Dead or alive. It doesn't matter.
So Congratulations. You'vejust beCome a $ 2 million lottery tiCket.
ExCept the odds are muCh. muCh better.
Do you know anyone that wouldn't turn you in for $ 2 million?
I don't think you do. I doubt it.
So wherever you go and whatever you do. this money will be traCking you down for all time.
And to ensure that it does. to keep interest alive...
I'm running a full-page ad in every major newspaper every Sunday...
for as long as it takes.
But-- and this is your last chance--
if you return my son alive, uninjured...
I'll withdraw the bounty.
With any luCk. you Can simply disappear.
Understand--you will never see this money. Not one dollar.
So you still have a ChanCe to do the right thing.
If you don't. well. then God be with you beCause nobody else on this Earth will be.
Well, he's got nerve.
That's it.
Well. there you have it. Rosanna. A shoCking turn of events.
The ransom has turned into a $ 2-million bounty.
Tony. it's obviously a very dangerous situation.
Anything could happen. Of course, we wish him the best of luck.
Did you notice he, uh, described the kidnapper as a $2 million lottery ticket?
- The stakes are high on this one. - Yeah, as you mentioned also--
- Could you turn it off? Could you turn it off? - Mr Mullen also appealed to his son.
- It was very heartbreaking. -Also. our produCer is telling me. uh--
- Yeah. - Mullen, you're a fool!
Stupid ass!
I'm proud of you!
A pair of armed bandits held 'em up last night.
PoliCe say a pair of gun-toting Crooks went into the Korean ChurCh at Murray Street...
in Flushing last night and announCed a robbery.
- They took wallets. handbags-- - Hey, where'd they take the kid?
You know. The place we said.
I had to do this.
You had to do this?
Kate, please.
I'm so scared, but I know if I give him the money, he'll kill Sean.
- I would if I was him. - What did you just say?
Just look at it from his point of view.
You think you're smart. You've got everybody off balance.
- You think you've got it all figured out. - You tryin' to screw me?
And then suddenly, out of left field, the one thing you thought would never happen does.
- We gotta end this. - What are you doin'?
No ransom, no money, no profit. Nothing. Nothing but downside.
Because you've got this boy's father-- he's coming on like a stark, raving mad lunatic.
- You turned her around, didn't you? - I mean, the guy can piss $2 million...
- but he's willing to risk everything just to fuck you up. - Don't!
How can you negotiate with a lunatic like that, huh? You can't.
- Now you're off balance. - Get down. Lay down!
You wanna stay down there forever, maggot? Did I get my money?
Pretty soon you realize if you don't return this kid in mint condition as soon as possible...
you're gonna be the most hunted man on the face of the Earth.
And this maniac will never, ever quit until he's got you.
Nobody pulls out on me.
You know me.
This is my show. I say when it's over.
- Take it back. - No. - Tell him that you were wrong.
- Kate, no, I can't. No, Kate, there is no other way. None. - Take it back.
- He's my son too, and I want you to pay him. - Kate. They will kill him.
Please, all we have is each other.
Do you think any of them-- Do you think they give-- It's just us.
Do you think I don't want him back? Is that it?
You think I wouldn't do absolutely everything in my power to get him back?
I'd cut my arm off. I'd-- I want him back so bad.
Katie, please. I don't think I can take this if you're not with me.
Don't quit on me.
Tom. Now--
I think what you did was wrong.
You put your son at greater risk.
Now, I need you to withdraw that reward.
Just pay this bastard.
Now, I believe that you will get your son back.
And when we do, we will nail this son of a bitch.
Now, God forbid you don't...
your son--
I swear to you I will work on nothing else.
If I have to, I will take a leave of absence from the FBI...
and you can hire me as your personal security consultant.
And I will work on this as long as I am physically able.
- Lonnie, please. I-- - Tom.
I never told anybody, any of my people...
about you and Jackie Brown, the real truth of it, and maybe I never will.
You think I'm worried about going to jail?
Mayor Barresi today voiCed his disapproval of Tom Mullen's deCision.
- Donna Hanoverjoins us later in the broadCast. - You, uh, care for an update?
Oh, yeah.
Well, in the last two hours since your husband's TV thing, we've had 4,000 calls.
- And you know how many real, good, solid leads? - How many?
Zero. And every time one of these...
greedy little whack jobs calls...
that is one less agent looking for your child.
Now, I gotta tell you, Kate.
I have never been confronted with such an unbelievable act of sabotage...
by a parent toward the recovery of their child...
as what your husband pulled off here today.
It is all on you now to talk to your husband, get him to withdraw this money.
- Otherwise we are in deep trouble. - Withdraw the mo-- What if he's right?
What if they have no intention of returning Sean at all?
- I trust him. - You trust him?
Yeah. I believe in him.
I stick with Tom...
and we always manage to land on high ground.
High ground? Huh.
Like with the Jackie Brown situation?
Yeah.
What exactly did your husband tell you...
about Jackie Brown?
- David? - Yeah.
- Can I talk to you for a minute? - Yeah, sure.
Look, Hawkins said that if I can come up with the $2 million, that he'd work it so that I can make the drop.
- Come on, Kate-- - Now, all I can raise is about a half a million.
I know you have access to a discretionary fund.
Kate.Jesus, please. Listen, you should talk to Tom about this.
- This isn't about Tom. - Really. - This is Sean.
I'm doin' okay. I'm holdin' up all right.
Uh, Kate, I-I can't do it. All right?
I--
He told you not to give me any money, didn't he?
Kate, he's my boss. Okay?
Okay, eat this.
Thank you.
Again. I say if it were my kid. I would pay.
I like the idea. ""Yeah. you want the money. Come and get it. ""
And when he Comes and gets it. I hope somebody Cuts their heads off. you know?
I'd get my boys from the Bronx. and we'd just totally--
- Take Care of him. - We'd mess him up big time.
I think he's risking his son's life.
I think he's a fool. His Child's life is in danger.
Pay the money. Get on with your life.
I'd beg. borrow and steal. if I had to. He should pay.
What?
- A man calls me at my home today. - Mm-hmm.
He ask me to look in my mailbox.
He told me to give you this, and nobody else.
He said if the police know anything about this...
if Mr Mullen knows about this...
they'll kill Sean.
Okay.
Who is it?
Oh, God!
It's very simple.
I'm growing very, very tired of this bullshit.
- Then could you-- - Now it's up to you.
Get him to take back the reward and pay me my money...
or you're gonna find pieces of your little boy all over New York.
I'm not gonna waste a bullet.
I'm just gonna sharpen my knife.
Oh, God! Please!
And he never raised his voice at all, Kate?
No, he-- No, he was whispering.
I-- He was whispering.
Okay. Come on. We'll take it to the lab.
You paid off to save your airline.
Why won't you pay off to save your son?
I'm not a marriage counsellor. I'm here to get your boy back.
I'm sorry.
I hope...
that you can forgive me for that.
And for what I have to do now.
Get the shirt to Forensics.
- Make sure they check for more than one blood type. - Sure, Lonnie.
Where are you goin', Tom? Where are you goin'? What you--
I'm not-- All right.
Just think before you act.
- There he is. - Mr Mullen! - Mr Mullen!