Castle (2009–2016): Season 5, Episode 15 - Target - full transcript

Saudi student Hasim Farouk, at Columbia like Alexis, is killed by a van crashing into him while he fired at it. The team soon works out the van was used to kidnap not only Egyptian tycoon ...

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(GUN FIRING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

(SIZZLES)

You're cooking!

This must be a dream.

Or perhaps a nightmare.

I choose to take the higher ground
and ignore that.

Breakfast is served.

These are my patented special
pancakes that I make for Alexis.

Well, not so special.

I learned how to prepare it for her

- this past year.
- Oh.

So the student becomes...

A failed student.

The drop-out.

You fed her this?

Mother, you are forever forbidden
from practicing the art of Pancake-do.

Where did I go wrong?

Where do I begin?

But Alexis isn't even here.
Why are you making these?

(SIGHS)

You miss her.

(SIGHING) Oh.

Well, don't you?

Yes, of course I do.
But Columbia is just a cab ride away.

Oh, she was the center
of our lives for so long

and now she's just gone.

Right now is just Alexis' time
to make her own way in the world.

But she'll be back.

Like Simba in The Lion King.
It's the circle of life.

(SOFTLY) Oh, darling.

You seem to have adopted
a real Zen-like attitude

about all this, Castle.

Well, I've realized I've been a little
overprotective of Alexis at times.

Okay, constantly.

But since she's left for Columbia,
I've learned to let go.

I stopped checking her video blog.

I don't ask to meet
her boyfriend anymore.

I've come to realize that, like a bird,
Alexis needed to leave the nest.

So, I let her fly,
turned around, and I strode away.

That's acceptance.

Wait, wouldn't acceptance
be letting her go,

seeing where she flies
and then being okay with it?

Yeah, but I wouldn't be okay with that.
I don't want to see where she goes.

Or what other birds of prey
are out there, or what other nests or...

So is that acceptance? Or denial?

Well, it was acceptance till you started
applying your fiendish logic.

How about you guys apply
some fiendish logic to this?

Meet Hasim Farouk.
Man versus van, at 1:00 a.m. Last night.

He was killed instantly.

Knocked right out of his shoes
at the point of impact.

So, hit-and-run?

Well, that's just the tip of the iceberg.
A witness, homeless guy,

said that the victim
emptied his gun at the van,

just stood in the middle of the street,
shooting, right until it hit him.

Why would he do that?

I don't know, but he definitely knew
his way around guns.

Jan!

This is a SIG P220 S,

with a weight-compensator,
target sights,

and a custom-molded grip to his hand.

This was a serious shooter.

What else do we know about him?

Well, Hasim Farouk is a Saudi national,
living here as a student.

Majoring in what? Urban warfare?

Undeclared, actually. Up at Columbia.

So what was he doing
in Lower Manhattan?

More importantly,

what is Columbia doing
admitting gun-toting lunatics,

and are there any more of them?

For the record, I'm not calling
to check on Alexis.

I'm just checking my email.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Acceptance.

Have Tech search traffic cam footage
for any video of that van.

And let's look into Hasim Farouk's life,

- (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
- See if he had any enemies.

Looks like he had at least one.

Assault charges were filed against him
two days ago by one Bram Stoker.

Bram Stoker, author of Dracula,
died in 1912?

Uh, if it's him, I'd say he's immortal.

- Excuse me, Bram Stoker?
- Yeah.

Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD.

And might I say how youthful you look.

Witty. Never heard that before.

I've never heard of anyone
named Bram Stoker before.

Except Bram Stoker.

Apparently he's a distant relative,

and both my parents
are English scholars.

They thought it would be cute.

It wasn't.

So, what is this about?

- The late Hasim Farouk.
- The late?

He's dead?

Yes, he was murdered the day after
you filed an assault charge against him.

Well, I certainly did not kill him.
I filed those charges to protect myself.

From what?

Hasim was a student of mine.
I'm a TA for a seminar on Joyce.

What was the problem
with the two of you?

I didn't think that there was one.

And then three days ago,
he confronts me after class.

Starts accusing me

of being overly familiar
with some female students.

Said if I didn't stop, he'd kill me.

For harassing those women?

No, I was not harassing them.

I might flirt with students, on occasion.

But believe me,
it was never unwelcome.

Ladies are kind of diggin'
on vampires right now.

My name is Bram Stoker.

For once in my life, it's working for me.

Maybe Hasim was jealous?

Were any of those students
his girlfriend?

No, I don't think he had a girlfriend,
or friends at all, for that matter.

Okay, well, I'm gonna need a list
of all the girls that you flirted with.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(WHISTLES)

Look at this building.

Hasim was living large
for a college student.

Yeah, add that to the list
of things about this dude

that don't add up.

His records say he started
as a freshman at 24.

Now who does that?

Late bloomer?

Or a sleeper-cell terrorist.
Think about it.

Saudi national.

- Shot up a van with a customized SIG.
- (LOCK CLICKS)

I'm just saying, he could be a terrorist.

- Whoa.
- Whoa!

Look at all this gear.

This guy practically has his own dojo.

Huh.

(DRAWER CLOSING)

Ah... (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, and if his black belt skills
didn't get it done,

- he always had this.
- Wow.

That's not all he's got.

Look, surveillance gear.

Ooh.

State-of-the-art.

Light-years ahead of anything
the department has.

Yeah.

Who the hell is this guy?

Look, the guns could fit with terrorism.
But the wire-tapping equipment?

Maybe he's a spy.

He's got military training.

It says here he was a commando
in the Saudi Special Forces.

But then there's this.

Twenty-five grand wired to him every
month from a Swiss bank account.

Whatever he was doing,
he was well-funded.

What did his fellow students
have to say?

Well, I talked to most of the girls
on Bram Stoker's list,

and none of them noticed Hasim
in class or even knew who he was.

It's like the guy was invisible.

He was hiding in plain sight.

A foreign agent, in deep cover,

on some kind of special
reconnaissance mission.

So then why would he shoot up a van?

Maybe Jack Bauer was driving.

Yo, Ryan's hunting through traffic
cam footage looking for that van.

In the meantime, things with Hasim
just keep getting weirder.

Tech went over that surveillance gear.

It looks like he was using it
to monitor an active bug

installed in some apartment
about a half a mile from his place.

Whose apartment was it?

According to the lease,

it belonged to this chick. Sara El-Masri.

I called and left a message
on her cell phone.

Wait a minute. Sara El-Masri was one
of the students in the Joyce class.

She was one of the girls
on Bram Stoker's flirt list.

What did she say about Hasim?

I couldn't reach her.
I just left a message.

Hey, guys.

I got something here you need to see.

Unfortunately, there were no traffic
or security cams near the crime scene.

But we did find this footage,

shot down the street

- from where Hasim was hit.
- (REMOTE BEEPS)

That's definitely the van
that took him out.

The front end's all crunched up,
you can see the bullet holes.

- Yeah, now watch this.
- (REMOTE BEEPS)

Wait. Uh...

- Go back to where she ran out.
- (REMOTE BEEPS)

- Zoom in on her face.
- (REMOTE BEEPS)

BECKETT: That's Sara El-Masri.

She was abducted.

And Hasim died trying to stop it.

BECKETT: Whoever this is,
he abducted a girl

and he killed our victim.

So what do we know about him
from the video?

He's a male, late 30s,

no distinguishing scars or tattoos.

But we sent the footage over to the FBI,

see if they can run it through
their facial recognition software.

Are they updated on the abduction?

Yes, and they're sending over
an agent to liaise.

Meanwhile, we're checking
other traffic cams,

see if we can track where that van went
after Sara tried to escape.

Hasim was surveilling her apartment

and he was nearby
when she was kidnapped.

But why? What was their relationship?

Well, Sara's roommate's coming in,
maybe she has an answer.

There were no phone calls
between them.

It's looking more like
he was stalking her.

Not only did he wire-tap her place,

he was also taking two classes
that she was in.

Maybe it's like The Conversation.

I'm sorry, I don't...

- Francis Ford Coppola.
- Gene Hackman.

- Very underrated.
- Thank you.

Um, in it, a surveillance expert

overhears a plot against
the woman he's bugging.

Maybe Hasim got wind
of the kidnapping,

tried to thwart it, and paid with his life.

But that still doesn't explain
the guns in his apartment.

True, Gene Hackman
did not possess an arsenal.

So it could be that Hasim
was in on the kidnapping.

And it went sideways.

Or he got cold feet.

All right, dig into his emails
and phone records.

- Let's see who he was in touch with.
- On it.

So, here's what I've dug up
on Sara El-Masri.

She's a sophomore,
majoring in marine biology.

She was born in Cairo,
to an uber-wealthy Egyptian family.

So this could have been
a kidnapping for ransom.

Where are her parents?

The El-Masris have a place
at The Dakota.

They're on their way in now.

I am sick in my heart.

I just...

I just want my daughter back.

And we're doing everything that we can
to make that happen, Mr. El-Masri,

along with the FBI.

She's only 20 years old.

A child. Who did this to her?

Well, so far we know that at least
two people were involved.

The driver and this man.

Does he look familiar to you?

- No, not to me. Lina?
- No.

I will pay them.

I will pay whatever they ask.

What if that isn't what they want?

You've made enemies, Anwar.

In Egypt, not here. This is about money.

This is always about money.

It's also about this man.

Hasim Farouk.
Have you ever seen him?

Yeah, I tried to reach Hasim
when I learned of this.

Perhaps he can help us if...

Wait, you know him?

Sara would not accept a bodyguard.

So I hired Hasim
to watch over her discreetly.

Where is he?

He died trying to protect her.

Now, you hired him to guard Sara.

Was she receiving threats?

No.

(VOICE BREAKING)
But a man in my position...

I begged Sara to be careful.

But she said,
"Baba, you worry too much."

She thinks like an American now.

Trusts like an American.

I will pay anything.

She is my only child.

- Please.
- (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Would you excuse us for a moment?

Detective Beckett, Mr. Castle.

This is Agent Harris.

He'll be running point
on the kidnapping.

Good to meet you.

Detective Ryan brought me
up to speed on things.

How are the El-Masris?

Scared. Devastated.

Okay, that's good.

It is?

It beats angry or defensive.

They want to be helpful and honest,
which is important,

because at the end of the day,
it's the accuracy of our information

that can determine
whether this ends well or badly.

- I'll keep you in the loop.
- We'll do the same.

So I got Ryan and Esposito looking into
Sara's movements from last night.

I figure if we can find out what
she was doing in Lower Manhattan,

that could lead us
to whoever killed Hasim.

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah, I just can't imagine
what they're going through right now.

Do you think that
this is really about money?

Did a web search on El-Masri.

He's worth over 300 million.

Yeah, but still,
who hires an ex-commando

to babysit their daughter?

I've considered it.

And I don't doubt that.

But did you see how he shot her down
when she brought up enemies?

He just doesn't want
to believe the worst.

And frankly, I can't blame him.

Hey, so I just interviewed
Sara's roommate, Amber.

She wasn't any help with Hasim
or the kidnapping.

But she did say that Sara
went out last night.

Where did she go?

All Amber could remember is that
it was some kind of science thing.

Okay, I found three
science-related events

in Lower Manhattan from last night.

First, a sci-fi movie marathon
at an art house theater

eight blocks from where
Hasim got clocked.

Though, by definition,
science fiction is not science.

It has the word in it.

It's... That's an excellent point.

What are the other two?

Uh, a star-gazing tour
led by an actual astronomer.

And a speech from a scientist
named Hayden Posner,

in the ballroom of the Beaumont Hotel.

Dr. Posner. He's an expert
on climate change.

Alexis bought me his book.

Which I still haven't read.

And the Beaumont Hotel would explain
why Sara was in Lower Manhattan.

And she's a marine biology major,

which means she would be interested
in climate change.

Let's go.

Yes, I remember her.

A very lovely young woman.

Sara El-Masri.
Yes, she definitely attended.

I checked her in myself.

Did you notice anything
unusual about her?

No. After Dr. Posner's presentation,
she stayed for the Q and A,

which went rather late.
And then she left.

Any idea where she went?

All I know is that
she exited the ballroom.

I stayed on to set up
for a wedding reception.

Did she speak with anyone?

Just the person she was with.

Who was that?

A young woman.

They sat together,
they seemed to be friends.

But I couldn't tell you her name.

Do you think you could
describe this woman?

Red hair, pale skin.

Also very lovely.

Can I see that for a moment?

It's Alexis. She's on the list.
She was here last night.

Oh, maybe she knows her.

- Maybe they met at the event.
- (CELL PHONE BEEPS)

At the very least,
I'm sure she can help us out.

Hmm.

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

That's her ringtone.

(CHIMING CONTINUES)

CASTLE: What's that?

Our lost and found.

In fact, a guest turned in
a phone last night.

They found it in the street out front.

(CHIMING CONTINUES)

They took Alexis, too.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Mr. Castle, we will do everything
in our power to get your daughter back.

I don't want to be "handled."
Just let me know where things stand.

Let's start with the facts
as we now understand them.

Your daughter attended
last night's event with Sara El-Masri.

Apparently they met
in an environmental science class

and became friends.

GPS on her phone shows

that it was left outside the hotel
shortly after the event ended.

That, plus the fact that no one has seen
or heard from her in the 16 hours since,

leads us to conclude that she, too,
was forced into the van.

Now why would they take Alexis
if Sara was the target?

She was probably with Sara at the time.
She was a witness.

It would've been easier to take her than

not.

So you're saying she was just
in the wrong place at the wrong time.

It appears that way.

Do you have any suspects?

We have a name.

Facial recognition gave us
an ID on the man in the video.

Roger Henson.

We know him mainly as
a mid-level narcotics smuggler.

If we know he's out there,
we can get him.

We could initiate a manhunt.

We're already searching for Henson,
along with all his known associates.

But he is a career felon.

Finding him won't be easy.

What's a drug smuggler
doing involved in a kidnapping?

We're not sure.

But Roger Henson is not a shot-caller.

He's a middleman, a hired gun.

He may have been hired
to abduct the girls.

What happens now?

We press ahead on multiple fronts,
with a focus on Henson.

Locating him could crack the case.

We're also creating contingency plans
for when and if

the kidnappers make contact.

"Lf"? What do you mean "if"?

We know that the El-Masris
are wealthy,

and you told us
that Sara was the target.

Mr. El-Masri admitted he had close ties
with the previous regime in Egypt.

As a result, he made some
very powerful enemies.

It's possible his daughter's abduction
was motivated by revenge.

Okay, where does that
leave my daughter?

I mean, if she wasn't the one
they were after

and she's just in the way...

Mr. Castle, you need to stay positive.

Whatever their motives,

the kidnappers will realize
she has value.

Now what we need to do next
is go to your home

and set up a trap-and-trace
on your phone lines

so we're ready for their call.

I'll wait for you outside.

(DOOR OPENING)

Gates will see.

I don't care.

I can't believe this is happening.

We're gonna find her, Castle.

We will.

You do whatever you need to do
to get him back his little girl.

Anything you need, Detective.

Thank you, sir.

How's he doing?

It's Alexis.

He's gotta be wrecked.
Hell, I'm wrecked.

Yeah, well, we gotta put all of that aside
and help him find her.

Where are we on the van?

We've been working
the traffic cam footage

and we made some headway.

After the van left Lower Manhattan,
we picked it up on East River Drive

heading towards
the Queens-Midtown tunnel.

We gotta figure out
where that van went.

Let's bring in some more bodies
to review the footage.

We find the van, we'll find Alexis.

You'll let us know if you need anything?

Certainly, sir.

Oh, Mother.

I'm sorry. I am so sorry.

Richard! This is not your fault.

- I don't know. Maybe if I had just...
- No ifs.

Do not torture yourself with ifs.

The only people to blame for this
are the ones who took her.

Alexis is her father's daughter.

She is strong, and she is smart,
and she is going to get through this.

Yeah, I know.

No, no, no. I'm not just saying this.

She's going to be all right.
I feel it in my heart.

And my heart is never wrong.

- What about your first marriage?
- Well...

- And your second?
- Okay, fine, fine,

occasionally my heart is wrong.

But it is not in this case.

I just keep wondering,

how did the kidnappers know Sara
was gonna be at the Beaumont Hotel?

You have Kate Beckett
and the FBI tracking Alexis down.

Just let them do their job.
And they need for you to be here.

Okay.

What do you got?

Our van exited the Queens-to-Midtown
tunnel to Greenpoint,

took Greenpoint Ave to McGuinness,
then went west on Huron.

Then where did the van go?

Well, we're not sure.
But this area, right here,

it's pretty much boxed in

by Greenpoint Ave, McGuinness
and Franklin.

We checked the video feeds
from those streets.

The van went into that neighborhood,
but never came out.

RYAN: The girls have to be
somewhere in there.

Along with Henson.

- Okay, so how big is our search zone?
- Twenty square blocks.

Okay, coordinate with Feds
and Queens PD.

We need to do a street-by-street
search for that van.

Plainclothes and unmarked cars only.

So, I'm sitting by the fountain
on the south quad this morning,

sipping my macchiato,
trying to study for a chem quiz,

and I had this, I guess it was
another freshman moment.

I'm sure eventually I'll become jaded
and cynical, but not today.

Today, I look around
and I see beautiful buildings.

I see students who are just like me
and nothing like me.

(SIGHING) And I feel overwhelmed

with all the possibilities,

with how lucky I am to be a part of this,

and how there is nowhere on Earth
I'd rather be right now.

Now, stand by for a geek alert.

Me and my friend Sara

got tickets to go see Dr. Posner
speak at the Beaumont tonight.

And for those of you who don't know,

Dr. Posner is one of the foremost
thinkers on climate change,

a personal hero of mine...

CASTLE: Do you see?
Are you watching?

Castle, if the kidnappers knew
that Alexis and Sara were friends...

They did know. They had to know.

They tracked Sara to the hotel
from this video.

Alexis posted it yesterday
afternoon at 2:36.

The kidnappers must have
accessed her website.

Okay, I'm contacting Tech right now.

Have them trace every IP address
that accessed that site after 2:36 p.m.

Which might take time, depending on...

What if she doesn't have time?

- Castle, listen to me.
- Don't!

Don't promise me you'll find her
unless you can do it.

Because I would never forgive you,

any more than I'd ever forgive myself.

RYAN: Beckett.

We got something.

CASTLE: What's that, Beckett?

What's going on?

Castle, I gotta go. I'll call you
as soon as I find something, okay?

- Beckett, wait.
- (HANGS UP PHONE)

(ENDS CALL)

Okay, thanks. Yeah, I will.

(ENDS CALL)

That was L.T. From the precinct.

He said all he knows is that they found
the van, parked since last night.

Well, Beckett will call you
as soon as she has some news.

The van's in Greenpoint.

She would've gotten there
over an hour ago.

The only reason
she wouldn't have called...

Stop it, Richard.

We... We don't know that.

Oh, darling, go to Greenpoint.

Go. Go, I can handle things here.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

(SIREN WAILING)

- Hey.
- (CAR DOOR CLOSING)

Castle, what are you doing here?

Precinct told me that you found the van.

Why the hell wouldn't you call me?

Because we don't know what this is yet.

Castle, please. You don't need
to see this, okay?

- What's in the van?
- Castle, just please...

What's in the van?

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

Oh, my God!

(VOICE BREAKING) Oh, Lanie,
whose blood is that?

Did someone die in there?

Lanie, did she die in there?

Castle, we don't know. Okay?

Not yet. Lanie just got here.

- What is Alexis' blood type?
- A-positive.

Okay, just give me a minute.

Come on, let's go over here.

Is it a match?

- It's B-negative. It's not from your baby.
- (CASTLE EXHALES)

- Oh, God, thank you.
- I'm right there with you, honey.

I got to go let Agent Harris know.

So she's safe.
She's here somewhere, right?

She's got to be
around here somewhere.

She was.

Castle, there is a blood trail
that led from the van, and it stopped.

We think that the kidnappers
changed cars.

Whose van is it?

It was stolen a week ago.

- Any fingerprints?
- CSU is looking.

We've got uniforms
canvassing the area.

Castle, listen, if there is a lead,
we are gonna find it.

LANIE: Beckett.

I'll be right back. Okay?

Mr. El-Masri, I need to speak to you.
We're absolutely positive...

Oh, thank God!

Hey.

The blood. It's not from Sara.

And not Alexis either.

- Then there's hope.
- Yeah.

I regret that your daughter
was drawn into this.

What is it exactly
they've been drawn into?

I wish I knew.

Sara?

- Sara?
- (BREATHES DEEPLY)

- (SARA MOANS)
- Sara, are you okay?

(SIGHS)

I think.

Where are we?

I don't know.

Wait, the speech. The hotel.

We left the hotel and then that guy...

He forced us into a van and...

(SIGHS) It's all a bit of a blur.

(EXHALES)

I think we were drugged.

We still have our clothes on.
At least that's a good sign.

This is all my fault.

My parents warned me about this since
they first sent me to boarding school.

They even made me sit through
a lecture on kidnapping

from the head of corporate security.

Wait. Why would somebody
kidnap you?

My father's crazy rich.

Well, the good news is
is that he'll pay the ransom.

I mean, that's what this must be, right?

ALEXIS: Right.

Anyway, my dad will find us.

He works with the police.
I'm sure he's looking for us right now.

So they'll get us out of here.

ALEXIS: I wonder what's in there.

SARA: Okay, this is creepy.

Clothes? Towels?

At least this means they want us alive.

(HATCH OPENING)

See?

They're taking care of us.

That was Agent Harris.

A witness saw a black Yukon leaving
Greenpoint just after the van arrived.

The kidnappers must've switched over
to the Yukon.

They've got a 24-hour head start.
They could be anywhere by now.

Where is CSU on the blood?

Well, spatter analysis shows
that it came from the driver.

He was shot by Hasim.

He would've left prints in the van.
He must be in the system.

No, CSU only found
Roger Henson's prints.

There's no other matches.

We must have a lead here somewhere.

Maybe we do. CSU inspected the van,

found that a bunch
of performance tweaks were done to it.

Octane booster in the tank,
catalytic converter was bypassed,

the ECU was re-chipped
to boost up the horsepower.

Somebody upgraded it
to a getaway car.

Not just somebody. A real pro.

Probably our driver.

BECKETT: Okay, look for a wheelman

whose MO is to steal getaway cars
and retune them.

Someone with B-negative blood.

All right.

That security guy.

You said he talked to you
about kidnapping.

What kind of stuff did he say?

What if no one's looking for us?

What if they don't even realize
that we're gone?

Sara, let's focus on the questions
we can answer.

Build on what we know.

We don't know anything.
That's the problem.

We don't know who took us

or for how long we'll be here
or even where we are.

Okay, well, let's figure that out.

Let's figure out where we are. Um...

(HOLLOW THUDDING)

Hear that?

Space under the floor.
So we're not in a basement.

This is a much older building,
based on how worn the floor is.

Then there's the sound.

What sound?

Exactly.

No car honks, no traffic noise.

Either this room
is seriously sound-proof

or we're not in New York.

Looks like your hunch paid off.

Douglas Stevens. He did a nickel
as a getaway driver for a bank robbery.

And guess who did time with him?
None other than Roger Henson.

Do the prison records
show his blood type?

B-negative.

Okay, I'm gonna put out an APB
and alert all hospitals.

With the amount of blood that he lost,
he's gonna need medical treatment.

He might not need a hospital.

Douglas Stevens has a sister
who's a nurse.

Guess who called in sick today?

NYPD, open up!

(DOOR OPENING)

What is this?

What are you people doing here?

We're here for your brother.

Doug? I haven't seen him in weeks.
I don't know where he is.

Yeah, well, we're not gonna
take your word for it.

Hey, you can't just barge in here!

Actually, ma'am, we can.

(MAN GROANS)

NYPD! Don't move.

Douglas Stevens, you're under arrest.

BECKETT: The girls that you took,
where are they?

Where's your partner, Roger Henson?

Who put the two of you up to this?

I got nothing to say.

Well, then you're gonna
go down for all of it.

You were driving the van.

That's murder,
two counts of kidnapping.

Do you know how many years
you're going to be in jail for?

It's in the triple digits.

Tell us where the girls are.
That's your only hope.

Let me know
when my ambulance gets here.

I'd like a minute with him.

(DOUGLAS GROANS)

I just said I don't wanna talk,
so you can't question me.

I have rights.

I'm not gonna say anything
without a lawyer.

I'm not a cop.

Then who are you?

You remember the girl
with the red hair?

I'm her father.

Please know,

I will do whatever it takes
to get her back.

Those police outside are my friends.

My daughter's friends, too.

So it's just you and me.

If you touch me, I'll press charges.

I don't care.

Where are they?

I'm just a driver, I don't know anything.

You know Henson ditched
the van for the black Yukon.

So where did he go?

Where did he take the girls?

I won't ask you again.
Where did he take the girls?

(DOUGLAS SCREAMS)

DOUGLAS: Stop!

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

The address Stevens gave you
is to a farm off Route 301,

that's 60 miles north from here.

Agent Harris and a tactical team
are heading to the location.

Already?

They should be arriving at the farm
any moment.

And what will they do then?

Whatever's necessary
to recover Alexis and her friend.

But I'll let you know the moment
I have any news.

Thank you.

Do you want a coffee?

No, thanks. My adrenaline will suffice.

Did you find out who owns the farm?

Nobody. The property's been tied up
in foreclosure since 2009.

It's been sitting empty, it's isolated.

Look, the FBI knows what they're doing.

They're trained in hostage rescue.

Alexis is in the best possible hands.

I'm tapped into
the state police dispatch.

Feds are on the scene right now.

That's our SUV.

Okay, sooner or later, someone will
show up to bring us more food

and we need to be prepared.

So what did that security guy tell you?

Avoid eye contact with the captor so
they don't perceive you to be a witness.

- Good. What else?
- Be vulnerable.

Try to let the captors see you as human,

as someone they can relate to.

Try to build up trust,
build a relationship.

How are we supposed to build
a relationship without eye contact?

That's a good question.

The minute she knows, you'll know.

I just wish that minute was now.
(SIGHS)

This is all happening too fast
and too slow at the same time.

Tell me what happened
with Douglas Stevens.

I appealed to his humanity.

I didn't think you had that side to you.

When it comes to the people I love, I do.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(GASPS)

(MIDDLE EASTERN ACCENT)
Put the food tray under the door.

My name's Alexis, this is Sara.

Put the food tray under the door.

(HATCH CLOSING)

It's kind of cold in here.

Is there any way we could get

- some more blankets?
- (RADIO CRACKLING)

(MAN SPEAKING ARABIC
OVER RADIO)

What just happened?

The man on the radio,
he was speaking Arabic.

He said, "Return to your posts.
We have visitors."

Go! Go, go, go!

OFFICER: FBI! Search warrant!

HARRIS: Go, go, go!

You know, I still remember.

When Alexis was born,

they handed me this tiny person,
all bundled up.

She just stared up at me.

(SOFTLY) And when I looked down
at her, this feeling hit me.

Like I'd been struck by lightning.

It was love.

That instant,

inexplicable love you can only feel
for your child.

In that moment, I knew.

I knew my life had changed forever.

And now it's about to change again.

(PHONE RINGING)

Gates.

Okay.

(HANGS UP PHONE)

The farmhouse was empty.

Alexis and Sara are not there.

You're sure she's not in the cellar
or some hidden room somewhere?

We searched top to bottom.
They're gone.

We did find these.

Either of them belong to Alexis?

Yeah. That one there,

that's hers.

What does it mean that her coat's here
and she's not?

This must've been a way station until
they moved the girls someplace else.

They've been one step ahead of us
this whole time.

These people we're dealing with
are sophisticated.

There are webcams outside.

Our approach was streamed
to an anonymous IP address.

That same IP accessed
your daughter's website.

And you can't trace it?

It was routed across four continents.
We're not optimistic.

What about Roger Henson?

HARRIS: He was shot to death.

After being tortured at length

by someone who knew
what they were doing.

His fingernails were pulled off.

CASTLE: I don't understand.

Henson was working
for the kidnappers.

Why would they torture him?

I don't know.

Well, then what do you think?

What is your best guess
as to what this means for Alexis?

For the girls?

It means getting them back
may be a little more complicated.

- Were you crying in there?
- (SIGHS)

I thought the running water
would cover it up.

We'll be all right, Sara.

I thought this was all about the money.

But these people speak Arabic.

My father is a hated man back in Egypt.

We need to get out of here.

The only way out is through that door
and it's locked.

(SIGHS)

Hey, are those bobby pins?

There are hopeful signs here, Castle.

They've gone out of their way
not to harm the girls.

They want them alive.

That'll give us time to track down
whoever is behind this.

How?

Our main suspect is dead,

the only thing Stevens knew
is where the farmhouse is,

and we have no idea
who we're looking for.

The FBI is searching
the farm for evidence,

they're canvassing the area
for witnesses that might have seen

whoever was on the property.

All of which is just another way
of saying that we're back to square one.

It won't be the first time.

We're gonna solve this, Castle.
We will find a way.

"We've done it before,
with less to go on."

You know who told me that?

I did.

In a fit of irrational optimism.

Castle, go see your mom.

Get some rest.
Come back in the morning.

No one is giving up here.

No, I can't. I...

Here's a decaf.

It's for the road.

Thank you.

(SIGHS)

(SARA SIGHS)

It's been hours now.

My dad taught me how to do this

when he was researching
for one of his books.

He actually bought a door for us
to practice on.

This was recently?

- I was 10.
- Oh, God.

I can do this.

One bobby pin is the torsion wrench,
the other is the lock-pick.

I just need to be careful

- not to apply too much pressure.
- (CLINKING)

Did you just break the hairpin?

Because that's the last one.

No! I got it.

Oh, my God.

(DOOR CREAKING)

SARA: What's out there?

A hallway. Like in an office building.
I don't see anyone.

What if they catch us? Then what?

They want us alive. Just remember that.

Here's the plan. We head down the hall.

There has to be a way out.

If it looks like there's two ways,
we split up

and double our chances
that one of us makes it out.

(SIGHS) I think I'm gonna throw up.

You're not going to throw up.

You're going to get out of here.

(VOICE BREAKING) Okay. Okay.

(DOOR CLOSING)

- Go.
- No, no.

We talked about this. Go!

(BEEPING)

(ERROR TONE)

(BEEPING)

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

Were you expecting someone
to Skype you?

No.

(BEEPS)

- Alexis!
- Daddy?

Oh, my God,

I tried to call 9-1-1,
but it wouldn't go through.

Baby, are you okay? Where are you?

I don't know.

The phone's about to die. Um...

We're in some building.

We were locked in a room,
but we got out.

Where? What building?

What's outside the window?

Nothing, I can't see anything,
the windows are covered up.

- (GASPS)
- (MEN SPEAKING ARABIC)

They're coming. They're coming.
They found out we're gone.

Baby, get out of there.
Get out of there now!

Go! Go!

(MAN SHOUTING IN ARABIC)

Can you tell
where the call's coming from?

- (BEEPING)
- RYAN: Tracking now.

(DOOR SLAMMING)

This can't be right.

Why? What is it?

This says that the call originated
from a cell tower in Paris, France.

Help... (GRUNTS)