[train rumbling]
[horn blares]
- Hey! Hey!
You still open?
- Sure. Why not?
- Oh, sweet.
I'll take one of these.
- You know these energy drinks, they're no good for you.
- Think I'll live.
Night.
- Hey, your change. - Keep it.
[indistinct chatter]
- No, no, no, no, no. Hey!
Hey! Open up!
- No. - Come on.
You just let that chica buy. - We need cigarettes.
- We're closed. And you're not 21.
- You were open for that girl.
- 'Cause I liked her. She was classy.
- You don't know me.
You have no right saying that.
[woman screams]
- The hell was that?
[ominous music]
[phone alarm ringing]
[engine roars, tires screech]
[tense music]
[siren whoops]
[police radio chatter]
- Keep 'em back. - You in charge?
- Trying to be. Place is a zoo.
I got everybody but Park Rangers in on this one.
Nick Zito. - Maggie Bell.
Omar Zidan.
- We hear that the victim's high-profile.
- You could say that.
Allison Becker, 22, only child of U.S. Senator David Becker.
It's not every day an American princess goes missing.
- OK. What do we know? - Not much.
Allison gets a drink at the newsstand over there,
turns the corner, activates the alarm on her cell phone,
starts screaming.
We recovered the phone, ID in the back sleeve.
- Any cameras in the vicinity?
- Dead zone.
- What about eyewitnesses? - None.
But the lady at the newsstand did hear her scream.
Listen, if you two will excuse me.
No, can't park it here!
- No, I didn't actually see the girl get taken.
As soon as I heard the scream, I knew something was wrong.
- Did you hear any signs of struggle beforehand?
- No, but there were some kids, punks, harassing me.
- What do you mean, punks? - You know, local kids.
Took off right after I dialed 911.
Like I told the detective, they were with me when it happened,
so it wasn't them.
- Anyone else in the vicinity, cars, vans?
- There was a van, gray.
I saw it driving away right after I heard the girl scream.
- You happen to catch a plate number?
- Sorry. I got cataracts.
They're saying the girl is a senator's daughter.
That true?
- Yeah.
- The hell was she doing in a neighborhood like this?
- All right, folks.
So Senator Becker's daughter is missing,
and we suspect foul play.
We have been able to keep a lid on the press for now.
But this is a high-profile case,
which means sooner or later, the eyes of the world
will be upon us.
Let's find her.
Question number one, was Allison targeted
or is she the victim of a random attack?
Kelly, any luck tracking down that gray van?
- We're looking, but coverage in the area is poor.
- Oh, stay on it. Keep expanding the grid.
In the meantime, let's keep working
on the victim, Allison Becker.
She's 22. Uh, her father is famous.
What else do we know?
- Junior at Columbia majoring in sociology,
keeps an apartment near campus,
and I'm seeing nothing unsavory,
unless you count membership in a Dungeons and Dragons club.
- Mm.
So what was this intellectual nerd doing in Brownsville?
- Unclear.
Roommate confirms that she never made it home last night
but says that they weren't super close.
Doesn't know what Allison was doing there.
- Mm-hmm.
Ian, what are we getting from the phone
recovered from the scene?
Any evidence of threats, fears for her safety?
- Pretty tame so far.
She is not on any dating apps,
and the location services were shut off.
But, uh, still looking.
Going through her texts, her call logs.
- Right.
So she's boring in the best of ways.
- But her father, uh, not so boring.
Comes from a wealthy family.
- His politics are controversial.
He's a mouthpiece for the left and has a lot of power.
- Which means the folks on the right are not big fans.
But right now, that is just speculation.
Need some evidence. Let's get some facts.
We're talking to the senator right now.
Let's see what he knows.
♪ ♪
- Allison's a really good kid, you know.
I mean, almost too good, if you know what I'm saying.
Please, sit down.
So that's why I'm always encouraging her
to go out, to have more fun.
- So you have no idea who might have taken your daughter?
- No.
- Any idea why she was in Brownsville?
- No idea.
- Well, maybe this is about you.
Have you received any threats recently?
- Yeah, I get threats, a lot of threats every day.
And some of them extend to the family.
But these threats, they're just nonsense.
None of them are real. None of them are actionable.
- OK, what about her exes, former partners?
- I don't think she's had a serious boyfriend
since high school.
Actually, I don't think she dates much at all.
But a couple of days ago, last time we spoke,
she told me about some guy that might be following her.
Well, I immediately wanted to involve the Capitol Police.
But she-- [sighs]
She would not let me.
She said it was no big deal.
And I don't know why the hell I listened to her.
- OK. What guy? Did she give you any details?
- No, no, no, no. Nothing. Nothing.
She just downplayed the whole thing.
But I was worried, which is why
I made her put that alarm on her phone.
- Well, if someone was following Allison,
we will find him.
- Mm-hmm.
♪ ♪
These agents-- I assume they're your best.
- Absolutely.
- 'Cause Allison's my only child.
She's my baby.
So I want everything that you have on this case.
Do you hear me? Everything.
I've spent decades supporting the FBI.
I have funneled appropriations to the Bureau.
Do you hear what I'm saying?
- I assure you that finding Allison
is the FBI's number one priority.
In the meantime, I want to prep you
for a possible ransom call.
Maggie, make sure that CART is ready to trace
any incoming demands.
And OA, let's alert the JOC about Allison's stalker.
- [sighs]
- These are from street cams near Columbia.
And it looks like Allison was right.
Here she is leaving her apartment two weeks ago.
See this guy?
Thought maybe he was paparazzi,
but the camera's cheap and he's being too subtle.
- Any luck with facial rec? - No.
- All right, so this is the only time he appeared
on the video outside Allison's apartment?
- No, he's been there three times in the past week.
But the video quality is even worse than this.
We're still looking for other angles.
- OK. - Got something.
- Yeah?
- This is from the bank across the street.
- OK.
Is that? Yeah, yeah, yeah.
All right. Run it.
[dramatic music]
- Got him.
- Adrian Bose. - Eyes up, people.
- Ex-cop with DC Metro.
- Why the ex?
- Looks like he was charged with battery against his wife,
later dropped.
- So he has a history of violence against women.
Any connection to the senator?
- Glancing at his socials.
It doesn't look like he's a big fan.
Two days ago, he fired off a screed calling Becker
a puppet and a traitor. - All right.
We need a location of Mr. Bose. - OK.
He's got a permanent address in Virginia.
Phone is currently pinging
right near the senator's home in Lenox Hill.
- He's targeting the family. Warn the senator and his team.
Get Maggie and OA back there immediately.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- OA, there's a blue Kia, Virginia license plates.
- Male, camera in the window. Could be Bose.
♪ ♪
[camera shutter clicking]
Adrian Bose, FBI. Get out of the car.
- Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Don't shoot.
- Where's Allison? - Allison Becker?
How should I know? Hey, get your hands off of me!
- Allison is missing. Did you take her?
- No. No, no, no.
I swear to God. I never touched her.
- Where were you last night at 10:00 PM?
- The Catwalk.
It's a strip club over in Jersey City.
There's an ATM receipt in my front pocket.
Jeez.
- Why are you following Allison?
- Got to pay the bills.
I do oppo research for a SuperPac.
They hired me to follow the senator and his daughter,
take snaps.
Promised me a bonus if I catch them out in something sketchy.
Said hell yes.
I hate the guy.
So far, I got bupkis.
- So then you won't mind us taking a look at those photos.
- Be my guest.
Hope it helps too.
I got no grudge against Becker's daughter.
- Check the geotag. See if there's any photos
of Allison in the neighborhood where she was abducted.
- Copy.
Hang on. I think I got something.
- Yeah?
Show and tell.
- So most of the photos of Allison are from Manhattan.
But it looks like she was in this building
near Betsy Head Park
every Tuesday night for the past three weeks.
- OK. We like a pattern.
So maybe this is where she went the night of the abduction.
What's in the building? - Checking.
Sole tenant is Sober Harbor.
It looks like a halfway house for parole drug offenders.
- What's a straight-laced senator's daughter
doing in a place like that?
[soft indistinct chatter]
♪ ♪
- FBI.
We're looking for the manager here.
- Right here.
Helen York, executive director. How can I help you?
- We are investigating an abduction.
- It's about time.
We were wondering when you show up.
It's been three days.
- Three days? Allison disappeared last night.
- Sorry. What?
- Allison Becker, the senator's daughter.
She was abducted last night.
- Allison was abducted?
- What did you think we were coming here for?
- For Katie Ryan, one of our residents.
She went missing three days ago.
What the hell's going on here?
♪ ♪
Katie got caught up in a drug bust a few years back,
spent 18 months in Bayview Correctional.
But she was really turning her life around.
She's making real progress too.
♪ ♪
That's Katie there.
- She looks a lot like Allison.
- Different backgrounds, same age, same hair color.
- Same halfway house.
- Do you think they're connected?
- I think it's worth looking into, yeah.
- What can you tell us about the night
that Katie disappeared?
- She had a curfew pass to have dinner with her mom.
Never made it back from the restaurant.
The next morning, Katie's mom reported her missing to NYPD.
- Here in Brownsville?
- I think so. Yeah.
Move anything you want.
I got more paperwork than cabinets.
- That's OK.
- So Allison is missing too.
- Yeah, the best we can tell,
she was taken about four blocks from here.
But was she here last night?
- Yeah. Um, from 6:00 to 10:00.
- In what capacity?
- As a volunteer, assistant group leader.
She started three weeks ago.
We got a program set up with
the sociology department at Columbia.
- OK. Anything unusual happen last night?
- No. Just another night.
- No arguments, altercations?
- No.
The residents are-- hey, they're good girls.
Most have just fallen on hard times.
I will say,
everyone's been on edge since Katie went missing.
What makes it worse?
No one else seems to care.
[siren whoops]
Detective?
- So it turns out I spoke to the mother myself.
So the daughter went missing the night before.
Took down her name, her number, that kind of thing.
- What happened next? What you learn?
- Not much. - Meaning?
- Meaning I didn't dig into it.
Standard operating procedure is to investigate
only if there are signs of involuntary disappearance.
There's no evidence of that.
Plus she's got drug priors.
She's living in a halfway house,
so 9 times out of 10--
- Yeah, no, I understand.
Checked the box and moved on.
- No. I followed procedure.
Big difference.
- Regardless, we're going to need to talk
to Katie Ryan's mother. Do you have her address?
- Yeah. I got it.
- I don't understand.
I begged you to take this case seriously three days ago.
You brushed me aside.
And when I called the FBI office,
after they kept me on hold for an hour,
they told me disappearances were a local matter.
So I circled back to NYPD, but--
why are you here?
What's changed?
- Another girl's gone missing, Mrs. Ryan.
And we think the two cases might be related.
- We're trying to understand what's going on.
But more importantly,
we're trying to find your daughter.
- Thank you.
I appreciate that.
It's been hell, you know?
[soft dramatic music]
Feeling like nobody cares, knowing everyone thinks
Katie probably just ran away because of her past.
- You had dinner with Katie on Wednesday night?
- Yeah.
She just got into this court reporter training program.
They gave her a new laptop and everything.
We went to Bledsoe's BBQ to celebrate with ribs.
- OK. What time did Katie leave the restaurant?
- A couple of minutes after 10:00.
She was going to stop off at that bodega on Milford,
grab a few things, and then call me
as soon as she got back to the halfway house.
I waited half an hour.
She never called.
Halfway house said she wasn't there, violated her curfew.
So I retraced Katie's route, didn't find her anywhere,
and that's when I came to see you.
- Does Katie have a cell phone? - Yeah.
But it died at dinner when she was showing me pictures.
All my calls since have gone straight to voicemail.
- So it's still powered down.
We're going to get a team to track that signal
in case it comes back online.
- And we're going to head down to that bodega right now.
- Who is she?
The girl who got abducted.
♪ ♪
- A college student, Allison Becker.
Did Katie ever mention her?
- Yeah.
She was a new volunteer. Katie really liked her.
Her father's a senator, right?
- Yes.
- [scoffs]
Well, that explains the cavalry.
- No, Mrs. Ryan, I assure you,
we're going to do everything we can to bring Katie home.
- I just hope it's not too late.
♪ ♪
[shaky sigh]
[soft dramatic music]
- All right. So this is Wednesday, 10:17 PM.
♪ ♪
Just looks like she's buying notebooks, pens.
Listen, can you scroll forward to when she leaves?
♪ ♪
- Right there. There's her abduction.
- Yeah. There's no witnesses around.
So, what, this would've taken you, maybe,
20 minutes if you'd had done this from the start?
- Maggie. - We're doing this again?
You want to change policies and procedures,
you call the commissioner.
♪ ♪
All right, look.
Based on the relative height between Katie and that suspect,
this guy's got to be, what, 5'9", 5'10"?
- Yeah. A buck 50.
Right there, his skin looks white.
- I'll text my lieutenant.
We'll start canvassing for more video.
- OK. And we'll go through footage that we already have,
see if the senator can ID this guy.
♪ ♪
- [sighs] He--he's wearing a mask.
I don't know who the hell that is.
- So it doesn't ring any bells,
the way he walks, his build, his height.
- No, nothing. Nothing.
You're certain
that this is somehow related to Allison's abduction?
- No, I am not certain.
But both girls share similar physical traits,
and they are both linked to the same halfway house.
- All right, so they're both volunteers there.
- No. No. Katie is a resident.
- Oh, so she's an addict.
- It appears that way.
- Do her parents have money?
- No.
- No. So that means that this is not about cash.
It's about something else. It's about something horrible.
- OK. We don't know that.
And we have to remain positive. [computer chimes]
Hey, Jubal, you're on here with the senator.
- Hey, we have news.
- You found her? - No, no, not yet.
But we have a lead. You send it?
Yeah. It should have come through.
Did you get it?
♪ ♪
- OK. We see it.
- OK. You see that bump in Katie's pocket,
roughly 1 square inch?
That's an-- - An earbud case.
- Right. Exactly.
Her phone might be dead, but her earbuds are alive
and pinging at an unoccupied storefront in Queens.
- All right. Send the whole team with SWAT.
- Yep.
- What about my daughter?
I mean, I understand you're concerned
about this other woman, but Allison is still missing.
- Listen, we're doing everything we can to find her.
But right now, we have a lead, a real lead,
that might help us find Katie or her abductor.
- OK. All right, all right. I get it.
I get it. I understand.
If-- if these two things are related,
then the more you find out about that abduction,
then the better the odds of finding Allison. That's right?
- Exactly. We are following the evidence.
- All right, but I'm going to be perfectly frank with you,
Agent Castille.
Finding my daughter alive needs to be your priority.
Are we clear on that?
- Crystal.
♪ ♪
- Go, go, go.
- Front room's clear.
- We got a coffee pot, a hot plate.
Clearly someone's been squatting here.
I don't see any earbuds.
Got anything?
- Place is empty, just a mattress on the floor.
No sign of any earbuds.
- Okay, well, according to this, we are right on top
of the signal, so there's got to be a basement
even if there isn't one in the floor plan.
- Guys, there's something back here.
A door.
- [grunts]
♪ ♪
- There's the earbuds.
- Got a gold necklace with a letter A on it.
Assuming that's for Allison.
- So the creep definitely took both women.
- Yeah. But where the hell are they?
♪ ♪
[soft indistinct chatter]
- How's the canvass going? - Not great.
Nearest camera's three blocks away.
Half the buildings around here are vacant.
Nobody's paying attention to whatever was going on here.
- Well, story of the day.
- Really? You know how many people
go missing in this city every year?
Over 13,000.
- So you're going to hide behind the math.
- You really think I like it
that certain people get special treatment?
Look around, sister.
You're singing from the same hymn sheet.
You really think all these people
would be involved if a senator's kid wasn't missing?
- Regardless, we have to focus, find this guy.
- Well, he didn't leave much for us to go off of.
- I mean, on the other hand, what about what's not here?
There's no sign of forced entry, no open window.
- OK. You think he had a key?
- I mean, it was locked when we got here.
Had to get in somehow.
- All right. What do we know about the owner?
- Colleen Curtis. 50 years old.
Real estate investor. Unmarried.
- Doesn't exactly fit the profile of a serial abductor.
- No. That doesn't mean she's not involved.
- Well, we'll find out soon enough.
Jubal notified her. She's on her way here now.
- I knew I shouldn't have bought this place.
Thought it'd be easy money.
Neighborhood was supposed to be up and coming.
Could raise the rent as things gentrified.
But it's caught in permit hell.
I should have just stuck to Manhattan.
- When was the last time you were here?
- A few months ago maybe.
I've got a full slate of properties in the city.
I don't have time to check every building I own.
- And who maintains them?
- I hire managers, like the caretakers. Why?
- Well, it looks like whoever did this was living here.
- Unbelievable.
- Ma'am, who manages this building?
- Some local guy who was supposed
to come by once a week, make sure everything
was in good shape.
You don't think--
- We need his name now.
- All right, folks, we have a suspect,
and his name is Caleb Vance, 25-year-old Queens native.
He was the caretaker of the building
where the victims were being held.
The property owner was paying him under the table.
Doesn't know much about him.
So it is up to us to do the legwork.
Kelly, what do we know so far? - Yeah.
Well, he's a physical match to the man in Katie's
abduction video, 6 foot, 195,
and he's got the record to match.
Long history of B&Es.
- Which we all know is a precursor to sexual violence.
Any idea where he is now? - No.
Maggie said it looked like he was living at the storefront.
And before that, the last address
we have on file for him is Bellevue.
- What? The psychiatric hospital?
- Yeah. He was arrested on stalking and harassment charges
back in 2019.
Did a six-month court-mandated stint there,
but he's been lost from the system ever since.
- So what else do we know about him?
Phone records, financials, family in the area?
- No phone records and no known relations besides a mother,
now deceased. - He's got a credit card.
Doesn't use it much except for one large purchase
three days ago, $500 to a PayPal account
owned by a guy named Ray LaForge.
- The day Katie was abducted.
Does it say what the charge is for?
- Just merchandise.
- What else do we know about LaForge?
- Ray LaForge, 43-year-old forklift operator.
He's got two priors,
public intoxication and misdemeanor assault.
- So why would Vance pay a guy like that $500?
- Who knows? Maybe they're partners.
Either way, he's our only lead.
- Yeah. Let's get Tiff and Scola over there right away
to talk to him.
And let's get a court order for Vance's records from Bellevue.
I want BAU to start a profile ASAP.
♪ ♪
- Yeah? - Ray LaForge?
We're with the FBI.
We need to ask you some questions. Can we come inside?
- It's urgent.
Just you in the house today?
- Sorry, guys. Now is really not a good time.
- Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait. [woman screams]
Hey! Back up.
Hands up!
♪ ♪
- Uh, wait, wait, wait. Hey, hey, I can explain.
- FBI. Don't move.
- [grunts] - Stay right there.
- Ray? - Who are you?
- Maria, Maria Nuñez.
- Stop.
- What's happening?
- I thought you said there was no one else here.
- I know. I, uh--
she's not my wife.
- OK.
We don't care about your marital affairs.
We're looking for Caleb Vance.
- Who?
- The guy who paid you $500 three days ago.
You really going to pretend like you don't know who he is?
- Oh, uh, the guy with the van.
♪ ♪
- Hey, so Ray LaForge appears to be innocent,
other than the fact that he was cheating on his wife
and claims to know nothing about Vance.
Says he met him on Craigslist.
Vance rolled up in a gray Chevy Astro
with cardboard taped over one of the driver's side windows.
- Gray van matches the description
of the van that took Allison.
- What did Vance purchase?
- Two large toy chests.
- Hey.
BAU just finished their preliminary report on Vance.
Severe childhood abuse at the hands of his single mother,
Barbara Vance,
an emotionally unavailable prostitute and addict.
She died six months ago, leaving him
with a lot of unresolved anger.
- She looks like the two victims.
- Yeah, OK, so if his mother was an addict,
that would explain why he's grabbing women
from the halfway house.
- She's gone, so he is punishing addict proxies instead.
- Yeah. According to his file at Bellevue,
she would disappear for days at a time,
leaving him without food or heat.
And when she was there, she wasn't much more maternal.
He told his counselor that she would lock him in a toy chest
when she lost her patience. - Whoa, Isobel.
Vance just bought two toy chests.
He's going to lock Katie and Allison inside them
to get revenge for what his mother did to him.
♪ ♪
- All right, folks, so here's the drill.
Our suspect Caleb Vance recently purchased
a pair of toy chests, inside which
we believe he intends on confining
both Allison Becker and Katie Ryan.
Now, his goal may be torture,
but based on the Craigslist photos
Tiffany and Scola sent over,
I'd say the more immediate concern is suffocation.
If that seam has a tight seal,
the girls could only have a few hours of oxygen inside.
- Less if they are hyperventilating.
- Right, which means the clock is officially ticking
even more so than it was before.
So how do we find them?
- Right now, our best lead is the gray van,
which we know is a Chevrolet and has cardboard on the window,
right? - Right.
We got a BOLO out, and we're searching for eyes.
- All right. Let's get Vance's photo out
to every police department from here to Delaware.
- Isobel, that could take hours.
Do we have time to wait for a hit?
- No, you're right.
You know what?
People tend to pay more attention to cases
when they involve famous people.
Allison's father is one of the most famous men in America,
so let's use the senator's clout to our advantage.
- Good afternoon.
Thank you very much for coming.
I'm standing before you here today not as a politician,
but as a father pleading for your help.
Last night, my daughter, Allison Becker,
was abducted in Brownsville.
Now, for the sake of expediency,
I'm just going to be blunt.
She's in grave danger...
[voice breaks] And may not have much time.
[clears throat]
My daughter means everything to me,
so if you see the man now displayed on your screen--
his name is Caleb Vance.
If you see him, he is a person of interest.
If you see a gray Chevy Astro van
with cardboard covering one of its windows, please,
please contact the FBI tip line.
Contact them immediately.
Really appreciate it. Thank you very much.
- Excuse me, Senator. - Can you tell us about--
- No. Next.
- Hey.
- How's the response?
- I mean, it's overwhelming.
Phone lines are ringing off the hook downstairs.
- Even after you screen out the lunatics and well-wishers,
the volume is still a problem. - Yeah.
We need to figure out a way to separate
the wheat from the chaff here.
- All right. Do we have the transcripts?
- Most of them. Yeah. - OK.
Filter out by location to look for shared keywords.
- Right. With that many eyes on the street,
there's bound to be some overlap.
- Wait. Got multiple reports from a gas station in Red Hook.
Man matching Vance's description
is filling a gray Astro van. - OK. Where?
- 890 Van Brunt.
- Send everyone now. - Yeah.
♪ ♪
- All right, we're passing the gas station now.
Start the grid.
- Copy that.
Moving north.
- We're moving south.
- Are you doing OK?
- Those girls better be with Vance.
Otherwise-- - I know. I know.
- If Zito just listened to Katie's mother
in the first place-- - Maggie, you got to drop that.
- Drop what? - Put yourself in his shoes.
OK? Day after day, he catches cases
he never gets the budget to solve.
It takes a thick skin to survive that.
He is good police.
- Why are you making excuses for him?
- I'm not making excuses, OK? The system failed.
Not him.
Gray van on your left.
[tires screech]
- We have eyes on a gray Chevy, Van Brunt and Sullivan.
[suspenseful music]
- Cardboard on the window. It's Vance.
- Hang on.
[tires squealing]
[car horn honks]
- Ah, go, go, go, go, go.
♪ ♪
- The van is empty. I repeat. The van is empty.
- Get him.
- [grunts] - [yelps]
- We lost him. Last seen on Richards.
Suspect is on foot.
- All right. We need a new perimeter.
Four-block radius. - On it.
- All right. Let's find him, people.
Those girls could be dying right now.
I want you to scrub every camera you can find.
He couldn't have gotten that far.
Kelly, anything? - Not yet.
- I think I got something.
It looks like he ditched the jacket.
- Yeah? That could be him.
Let's see if he turns.
Yeah, boom. There he is. Run it.
- Confirm moving southeast on Wolcott.
- OK. Hey, we got him.
Suspect is moving southeast on Wolcott.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- FBI!
[knife clicks] Drop it.
Now!
- Don't move.
Vance, it's over.
Vance, listen to me.
I know about your mom. I know what she did to you.
- You don't know anything. - No, I do.
I'm telling you right now, this isn't worth it.
It's over.
- Shut your mouth!
[grunting]
[onlooks chattering]
- Where are they?
Where are the girls?
- Go to hell. - Yeah?
You're a little bitch.
- [scoffs] - Scola.
- Hey, what's the status inside?
- He's handcuffed to the rail.
We have him sitting with the evidence board
like you asked for, but he's calm as ever.
- Yeah. Didn't say a word the entire ride back.
- OK, good.
I have an idea. I think I know how to crack him.
[door buzzes]
You know, we teach our agents at Quantico that
the best punch during an interrogation is your first.
I'm pretty sure that's why my agents brought in this board.
I have a feeling you can take a pretty good punch, Caleb.
You're not going to tell me where you put those girls
just because I show you what we're working with
and make a few threats about lethal injection.
- Don't try to spin me.
- Oh, no. No, no.
I'm just curious, you know, trying to have a conversation.
- There's nothing for us to talk about.
- Because those girls got what they deserve, right?
Punishment for being like your mom.
- They are addicts,
users, whores.
- Exactly.
I mean, honestly, you probably did the city a favor
by getting this one off the street.
[soft dramatic music]
Katie Ryan.
She's a first-class junkie.
You picked a good one.
- The hell is she doing?
- I mean, my only question is, why did you choose her?
- What are you talking about?
- Allison Becker.
She's a junior at Columbia. She doesn't do drugs.
She doesn't do much of anything wrong, actually.
- She lives at that halfway house.
- No, she works at that halfway house.
She's a counselor,
leads group sessions to keep addicts clean.
She's nothing like your mother.
- Why should I believe you?
- Because it's the truth.
First one you picked, she's an addict.
You know, she's got a lot of issues
and had some run-ins with the law.
But Allison,
she deserves better.
I need you to tell me where she is.
♪ ♪
- And if I do?
- Then I take lethal injection off the table.
But that deal is only good for the next 10 seconds.
- She's a counselor?
- She's a volunteer. Doesn't even get paid.
Caleb, tell me where Allison is.
♪ ♪
- There's an illegal dumping site
in the shipyards in Brooklyn.
I left her there around 3:30.
- I need you to draw me a map. [door buzzes]
- Look, I know that Katie was a junkie,
but did we really just sacrifice the poor girl
to find the rich one?
- No, Maggie, we played the odds.
- Meaning?
- According to BAU, there is almost zero chance
that Vance was holding both girls at the same time.
The report suggests that the abductions were sequential,
meaning Katie was probably disposed of
before Allison was ever snatched.
They put Katie's chance of survival at 4%,
Allison's were at 35.
So this wasn't about class or money.
This was about probabilities.
- All right. Here's a map of the site.
The chest is under a brown tarp right there.
- I'm not giving up on Katie.
- Neither am I.
[sighs]
[dramatic music]
[sirens wailing]
♪ ♪
- All right, guys. Look under every tarp!
We're looking for toy chests!
[officers chattering]
- Allison? Katie?
- Allison?
- Scola.
- Katie?
- Allison? Katie?
[muffled screaming]
[thumping, whimpering]
- Maggie, over here. Guys!
Hey, this is the FBI. You're going to be OK.
Bolt cutters. - Hey, hey, hey.
We're going to get you out of there.
It's OK. Here, just hold on.
- [muffled screaming]
Oh, my God.
- Hey. - [gasping]
- It's OK. It's OK.
- You're safe. - It's Allison.
- [crying] - We have Allison.
- OK. Copy. We'll keep looking for Katie.
- Where am I going? - Straight through.
- All right.
- You're safe. - It's OK. It's OK.
Come sit down here.
Allison, we're going to get you a hospital
and get you checked out, but here's the thing.
There's another girl that's missing.
Her name is Katie Ryan. Did you ever see her?
- Oh, my God. He took Katie too?
- Did you see her?
- I never saw her. I'm so sorry.
- Allison! - Dad!
- Allison, oh, my God. Thank God.
- [sobbing] - Oh, God.
- [sobbing]
- Oh, God.
- Maggie, we found the second one
on the west perimeter by the river.
- Maggie, no. You don't want to see this.
No, no, no. - Is she dead?
- She's been there a while.
- Oh, my God.
♪ ♪
- Sounds crazy, but you know,
this whole time, I really thought
we were going to find her alive.
- I mean...
- Before you start attacking me,
I just, uh...
I just need to say I'm sorry.
I should have followed through.
- No, this isn't on you.
The system really did fail her.
- I guess we only got one more thing to do here.
Want company?
- We can take care of it. Thank you.
♪ ♪
- So the guy who killed her,
he's in jail now?
- Yes.
And we're going to do everything we can
to make sure he dies there.
- The other girl's OK?
Allison?
- She's going to be OK.
- You know,
when I identified her body at the morgue...
Katie's fingers were raw.
[soft somber music]
They said she was clawing
at the inside of that toy chest,
like it was a coffin.
She just needed someone to help.
Maybe you tried.
I don't know.
But you people had a chance
to find my daughter
three days ago
when I told you she was missing,
but no one lifted a finger
till a senator's kid was taken.
That's not right.
It is not OK.
- We are very sorry for your loss.
- Sorry doesn't mean a damn thing
or make my daughter not dead.
So please just go.
- Mrs. Ryan-- - Get the hell out of here.
♪ ♪
[wolf howls]